I should kind of be working on a paper right now, but whatever. It’ll get done eventually.
Doris: I’m pregnant!
Potassium: Right after my sister died? That’s cold.
Manganese: Welp, bedtime.
This is exactly how evolution works.
Manganese: Hey, I work hard saving lives. She just sits and home and is pregnant.
Manganese: Haha. Yeah. Good luck with that. I’ll be going to bed…
Doris: DON’T. YOU. DARE.
Doris: That’s more like it.
Bonehilda: Now that the meatbags are gone, I can fix the computer in peace.
Argon: For some reason everyone was expecting Potassium. And then I found out that Manganese knocked up his wife as soon as I died. I’m not amused.
Latosha: Help me!
Manganese: You are NOWHERE near the fire.
Latosha: Thanks for reminding me. You saved my life!
Leaving the lot and coming back fixed the problem.
I signed Nickel up for the architecture career, which is a great way to get friends. For some reason, her practice sketches on the drawing table are worth almost 1000 simoleons, and she’s at level 2 of art.
Casper: Yeah, except any werebaby would shed too, and you clog up the pipes by yourself already.
Doris: I don’t shed that much…
Potassium: I CAN HEAR YOU TALKING ABOUT MY DEATH.
Heather: Creepers gonna creep.
I notice that her hair doesn’t block out her face like electric ghost hair does.
I just like to take pictures of spares when I see them out and about.
Cobalt: Remember, I’m hosting the Halloween party!
Sim-realistic, at least.
Nickel: Baby, I was born this way. </Gaga>
It just gives you a little pop-up saying how the sim died, which might be useful if the ghosts weren’t already color coded for your convenience. Although some of the ghost colors actually look pretty similar.
I wonder if it’s possible for the ghost to get all offended at the question.
Copper: Of course I’m a boy. Why would you think differently?
Oh, um… don’t look in the mirror just yet.
Copper: I need to check under the bed before I go to sleep.
Neurotic. Copper, you know that the bed is really low, right? Like, touching the floor. Any monster under there’s gotta be almost flat.
It’s worrying that the monster is living INSIDE of the bed, rather than under it.
I just about did too, Copper. O_O