@EmberDahl Just hillarious. My favorite line was "Here's a tip sunshine! People on our planet tend to deal with the top half first before moving downstairs!” Lol cracked me up.
Thank you EA and thank you Maxis..we got our babies back, Yay!
It went a bit dark that episode in fairness, but I think it's customary for the half way point in the story to go a bit downbeat. The next bit should be a bit more jolly after all that unpleasantness.
It went a bit dark that episode in fairness, but I think it's customary for the half way point in the story to go a bit downbeat. The next bit should be a bit more jolly after all that unpleasantness.
It was great and I had to look up that buzzer....thank you so much. I'm really going to have to do research on what modsare available. Maybe it will make TS4 more playable.
"People really love to explore 'failure states. In fact, the failure states are really much more interesting than the success states." ~ Will Wright
“I am quite aware who you are human!” said the alien coldly. “Sausages... Cecil … born 25th February 1969, you are under the misapprehension that you are some kind of evil, psychotic mayhem creator that despises the universe, even though our analysis confirms
you spend most of your time being happy because there is a nice lamp in your lot."
... “You compliment strangers on their appearance” interrupted the alien, “ you enjoy dancing to pop music the moment your creator's back is turned,
you often get the urge to buy pretty accessories for your swimming pool,
and constantly want to build friendships with people even if you have only met briefly in a shop.”
... “You often weep at the gravestones of others,
you share a joke with the local children,
you like to prune bonsai trees,
and once cleaned your neighbours house for them while they were resting.
So Cecil, you seem to pride yourself on showing the truth and failures of others around you. Well, I think you need to take a closer look at yourself in future.”
“Well,” said Mr. Sausages exhaling, “when you put it like that, there's only one thing I can do isn't there?”
REVENGE REVENGE
the insatiable thirst for REVENGE is ON
plummy plum plum
i won't be participating in the forums & the gallery anymore - thanks EA
"I'm back...... killed your family!" sang Mr. Sausages cheerily.
"Oh...he's plummed off!"
"Honestly, you can't get the staff these days!" said Mr. Sausages.
"Well no idea how he got out, but ne...ver mind, I think my bloodlust has been quenched enough for the moment.
I think I better get some help in though, the last thing I want is my beauty sleep disturbed by that little plum-box shrieking all hours of the night until I work out what to do with it.
Hmmm, I better call someone who has experience with this sort of thing.”
“Yes, ahh glad I caught you in, It's a bit of an odd one this.” said Mr. Sausages rather politely.
“I've just recently had a half sausage half alien baby and................ no..... no I had no idea. Well do you think there's any chance you can come 'round and help out a bit. It's just, being as you helped me out before, and I feel we are sort of quite close now, sort of friends in fact I............yes, well, it's the hormones I think............yes, I have mellowed a bit, you're right..............................well anyway, being as I sort of regard you as someone I can trust with these matters, could you pop by now?
That's great see you in a bit.”
“Ah great, that was quick!” said Mr. Sausages.
“Right," said Han, "where's this sprog you need shutting up?”
“He's in that cot thing over there,” said Sausages, “don't worry, it seems to be attached to it by elastic. It's terrible really. You can't take it out to put it in the bin or the road or anything, 'boing' it snaps straight back into the bassinet.”
“Well leave it to me!” said Greepoop. “I'll get some bleach and a wire brush and I'll get it nice and clean for you.”
“Nice one, although just having you about already makes it smell more fragrant by comparison.” said Sausages, his eyes watering.
“Right, I'm off to work, I need to get promoted to forward this story along- seeyabye!”
So that's exactly what happened. Mr. Sausages knuckled down to his studies. Performing every task required for him to progress to the next level.
He was getting quite close to level seven now, which meant Miss Fluffy had received two new upgrades, which he found a little tame...
The first was a ray that forced people to sit down, usually he would just kick the person's legs from under them so it seemed an unnecessary addition...
...and if he wanted someone to eat he would just put them in an airtight box until they were close to malnourishment, so the hunger setting seemed a little bit superfluous too. But he was happy for anything different to do, and sometimes the sitting down ray, did have some interesting side-effects that cheered him up.
The next morning he was surprised to see Miss Smade at his house just before work, not having a door meant stragglers often just wandered about his place.
“You didn't tell me you had a little one Mr. Sausages” she said, lovingly stroking the child.
“Yeah, pain in the backside, figuratively and literally.” moaned Mr. Sausages.
“I haven't quite worked out what to do with it yet, there's always eBay I guess.”
“Look, I hate to talk out of turn here,” said Anne, “but do you really think you are up to the job of looking after something as important as a small child?”
“That's slander that is,” accused Mr. Sausages. "I've built space rockets me, I'm highly skilled in loads of different areas. I'm sure we can handle a screaming brick in a shoe box, isn't that right Greepoop?”
“Yes Mr. Sausages, it's all under control!” said Han, his methane catching fire.
“Oh for plum's sake Greepoop, you better not have ruined breakfast, I'm off to work in an hour” said Sausages sternly.
“Well, it's not easy juggling a career and a baby," said Anne, "and just wait a week when it turns instantly into an eight year old, it won't be so easy then.”
“A week??? Well I admire your optimism,” said Mr. Sausages.
“I doubt if it will survive that long. Take it with you if you like, it's no skin of my sausage. Twenty simoleons and it's yours”
“You must be kidding!” said Anne, "I'm juggling two jobs here as it is. Maid by morning, Scientist by day. I wouldn't be surprised if I popped up working in a bar of the nights. Sausages, promise me you will never visit the night club, I don't want to risk things, I hardly sleep as it is. Talking of which, come on it's time for work, I'll just spin change into my lab coat”
“OK, right behind you, ooooooh hang on.....” moaned Mr. Sausages in pain.
“Oh my goodness,” said Anne, “Look at your belly! I think you're about to give birth again.”
“Ffffzzzzzzzzsssaakkkkcrackle” said Miss Fluffy
“Oh I'm sorry Smade”” said Mr. Sausages,“I sort of over-reacted, I just don't know whether I could go through all that again”
“You don't have to have it here in this pig sty Sausages!” said Anne brittlely.
“There's an option in your menu to have it with professionals at the hospital, it will be less painful and at least it will give the readers of this drivel a change of scenery”
“Well whatayouknow, I didn't see that before.” said Mr. Sausage gratefully, “Thanks, you know, I think I'll do just that.”
“Come on big guy,” said Mr. Sausages, “Up-an-at 'em!”
“But Mr. Sausages...” yawned Han, “I've been awake looking after the little crying thing for the last few days, I'm exhausted!”
“You're coming with me mate,” threatened Sausages, “Or I'll be bringing back some special appliances that will prevent you from having a little crying thing of your own one day.”
“I mean I'll chop your plums off!” Mr. Sausages reiterated unnecessarily.
It only works with people on your lot or in your household though, so just invite them in and it works a treat. It's just the community lots where they will pull out a sandwich and save themselves and fail to die.
I somehow managed to get my aliens to do this last night:
I was almost disappointed when going in and out of CAS fixed them right back up
*That first pic is their "Secret Handshake" looking truly Alien
It only works with people on your lot or in your household though, so just invite them in and it works a treat. It's just the community lots where they will pull out a sandwich and save themselves and fail to die.
LOL! *Sim gets shocked* *avoids death by pulling out a magic sandwich*
I think mister sausage should also lay low and avoid the alien world because he may get a visit from the alien police lol and disguise his children or he will get a visit from men in black lol
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@EmberDahl Just hillarious. My favorite line was "Here's a tip sunshine! People on our planet tend to deal with the top half first before moving downstairs!” Lol cracked me up.
Yeah, it got me there too. I really love Mr.Sausage's sense of humor .
It went a bit dark that episode in fairness, but I think it's customary for the half way point in the story to go a bit downbeat. The next bit should be a bit more jolly after all that unpleasantness.
Dark ??? I think this is the best episode ever .
Well probably because I hate the "abduction" part in the sims games. I used to kill or torture any alien that tried to "abduct' my sims in TS3 .
“He's in that cot thing over there,” said Sausages, “don't worry, it seems to be attached to it by elastic. It's terrible really. You can't take it out to put it in the bin or the road or anything, 'boing' it snaps straight back into the bassinet.”
“Well leave it to me!” said Greepoop. “I'll get some bleach and a wire brush and I'll get it nice and clean for you.”
“He's in that cot thing over there,” said Sausages, “don't worry, it seems to be attached to it by elastic. It's terrible really. You can't take it out to put it in the bin or the road or anything, 'boing' it snaps straight back into the bassinet.”
“Well leave it to me!” said Greepoop. “I'll get some bleach and a wire brush and I'll get it nice and clean for you.”
Am I a terrible person for laughing at this ?
Pretty sure we are all laughing and ... well I dunno maybe we're all terrible. #Sausages4lyfe.
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Priceless!!
This is the truth.
Mitakuye oyasin.
To all my relations, keep dancing.
Believe or you will not see.
Repose en paix mamie tu va me manquer :
1923-2016 mamie
Where are we going, and why am I in this hand basket?!
Me too! My favorite is that he dances to pop music.
When I ran across this:
I had no idea Mr. Sausages made his debut in Saints Row IV...
This is the truth.
Mitakuye oyasin.
To all my relations, keep dancing.
Believe or you will not see.
It was great and I had to look up that buzzer....thank you so much. I'm really going to have to do research on what modsare available. Maybe it will make TS4 more playable.
REVENGE REVENGE
the insatiable thirst for REVENGE is ON
plummy plum plum
"Oh...he's plummed off!"
"Honestly, you can't get the staff these days!" said Mr. Sausages.
"Well no idea how he got out, but ne...ver mind, I think my bloodlust has been quenched enough for the moment.
I think I better get some help in though, the last thing I want is my beauty sleep disturbed by that little plum-box shrieking all hours of the night until I work out what to do with it.
Hmmm, I better call someone who has experience with this sort of thing.”
“Yes, ahh glad I caught you in, It's a bit of an odd one this.” said Mr. Sausages rather politely.
“I've just recently had a half sausage half alien baby and................ no..... no I had no idea. Well do you think there's any chance you can come 'round and help out a bit. It's just, being as you helped me out before, and I feel we are sort of quite close now, sort of friends in fact I............yes, well, it's the hormones I think............yes, I have mellowed a bit, you're right..............................well anyway, being as I sort of regard you as someone I can trust with these matters, could you pop by now?
That's great see you in a bit.”
“Ah great, that was quick!” said Mr. Sausages.
“Right," said Han, "where's this sprog you need shutting up?”
“He's in that cot thing over there,” said Sausages, “don't worry, it seems to be attached to it by elastic. It's terrible really. You can't take it out to put it in the bin or the road or anything, 'boing' it snaps straight back into the bassinet.”
“Well leave it to me!” said Greepoop. “I'll get some bleach and a wire brush and I'll get it nice and clean for you.”
“Nice one, although just having you about already makes it smell more fragrant by comparison.” said Sausages, his eyes watering.
“Right, I'm off to work, I need to get promoted to forward this story along- seeyabye!”
So that's exactly what happened. Mr. Sausages knuckled down to his studies. Performing every task required for him to progress to the next level.
He was getting quite close to level seven now, which meant Miss Fluffy had received two new upgrades, which he found a little tame...
The first was a ray that forced people to sit down, usually he would just kick the person's legs from under them so it seemed an unnecessary addition...
...and if he wanted someone to eat he would just put them in an airtight box until they were close to malnourishment, so the hunger setting seemed a little bit superfluous too. But he was happy for anything different to do, and sometimes the sitting down ray, did have some interesting side-effects that cheered him up.
The next morning he was surprised to see Miss Smade at his house just before work, not having a door meant stragglers often just wandered about his place.
“You didn't tell me you had a little one Mr. Sausages” she said, lovingly stroking the child.
“Yeah, pain in the backside, figuratively and literally.” moaned Mr. Sausages.
“I haven't quite worked out what to do with it yet, there's always eBay I guess.”
“Look, I hate to talk out of turn here,” said Anne, “but do you really think you are up to the job of looking after something as important as a small child?”
“That's slander that is,” accused Mr. Sausages. "I've built space rockets me, I'm highly skilled in loads of different areas. I'm sure we can handle a screaming brick in a shoe box, isn't that right Greepoop?”
“Yes Mr. Sausages, it's all under control!” said Han, his methane catching fire.
“Oh for plum's sake Greepoop, you better not have ruined breakfast, I'm off to work in an hour” said Sausages sternly.
“Well, it's not easy juggling a career and a baby," said Anne, "and just wait a week when it turns instantly into an eight year old, it won't be so easy then.”
“A week??? Well I admire your optimism,” said Mr. Sausages.
“I doubt if it will survive that long. Take it with you if you like, it's no skin of my sausage. Twenty simoleons and it's yours”
“You must be kidding!” said Anne, "I'm juggling two jobs here as it is. Maid by morning, Scientist by day. I wouldn't be surprised if I popped up working in a bar of the nights. Sausages, promise me you will never visit the night club, I don't want to risk things, I hardly sleep as it is. Talking of which, come on it's time for work, I'll just spin change into my lab coat”
“OK, right behind you, ooooooh hang on.....” moaned Mr. Sausages in pain.
“Oh my goodness,” said Anne, “Look at your belly! I think you're about to give birth again.”
“Ffffzzzzzzzzsssaakkkkcrackle” said Miss Fluffy
“Oh I'm sorry Smade”” said Mr. Sausages,“I sort of over-reacted, I just don't know whether I could go through all that again”
“You don't have to have it here in this pig sty Sausages!” said Anne brittlely.
“There's an option in your menu to have it with professionals at the hospital, it will be less painful and at least it will give the readers of this drivel a change of scenery”
“Well whatayouknow, I didn't see that before.” said Mr. Sausage gratefully, “Thanks, you know, I think I'll do just that.”
“Come on big guy,” said Mr. Sausages, “Up-an-at 'em!”
“But Mr. Sausages...” yawned Han, “I've been awake looking after the little crying thing for the last few days, I'm exhausted!”
“You're coming with me mate,” threatened Sausages, “Or I'll be bringing back some special appliances that will prevent you from having a little crying thing of your own one day.”
“I mean I'll chop your plums off!” Mr. Sausages reiterated unnecessarily.
I was almost disappointed when going in and out of CAS fixed them right back up
*That first pic is their "Secret Handshake" looking truly Alien
- Froggie
WIP: http://forums.thesims.com/en_US/discussion/851667/australian-world-version-1-0-uploaded/p1
LOL! *Sim gets shocked* *avoids death by pulling out a magic sandwich*
Weirder Stories.
This is the truth.
Mitakuye oyasin.
To all my relations, keep dancing.
Believe or you will not see.
Repose en paix mamie tu va me manquer :
1923-2016 mamie
Yeah, it got me there too. I really love Mr.Sausage's sense of humor
Dark ??? I think this is the best episode ever
Well probably because I hate the "abduction" part in the sims games. I used to kill or torture any alien that tried to "abduct' my sims in TS3
Am I a terrible person for laughing at this ?
Pretty sure we are all laughing and ... well I dunno maybe we're all terrible. #Sausages4lyfe.