Day 42: MML Gets a Mascot
What would you think if stumbled into the bathroom to find someone just sitting on the toilet. Not using it, mind you. Just chilling out. Myself, I’d be confused. That is how the final day of week 6 began, in a haze of confusion. The reason:
I don’t know why. I didn’t even know “sit on the toilet” was an option. But, she had found some way to cheat the system, and she was taking full advantage of it. Perhaps she just needed a quiet place to think for a while. And, for a short time, she found it, until the ringing of four separate alarm clocks announced the end of sleep for the rest of the house. For Robi, waking up must’ve been a welcome relief, because he started his day in a shitty mood from a bad night’s sleep. Of course, the best remedy for such things is to have your lover feel you up in the hallway.
Now, before I go too much farther, I need to interject here. On Day 42, I was loaned a couple of expansion packs, namely Seasons and University Life. At the time, I thought that the latter wouldn’t really be of any consequence to this experiment, unless they all suddenly decided to quit the band and enroll at school. The former was more interesting to me, as it added a bunch of nifty stuff to the game, like temperatures, a seasonal community fair, and seasons (of course). Nothing too huge, but something else to add some zest to their lives.
For the time being, however, life remained normal. It was a gig day, but the show wasn’t until 6 at the Plasma Lounge, so the gang had plenty of time to kill, which they did with swimming, painting, and chatting to one another. In fact, it was actually fairly boring. Sims can be boring as hell if you’re not actively controlling them. They’re almost like goldfish. They eat, poop, stand around doing nothing, and sometimes do entertaining stuff. Luckily, Robi is one of those “touched” goldfish who thinks he’s actually a pigeon, which creates so much entertainment. Unfortunately, today was not one of Robi’s crazy days, leading to a case of the doldrums for everyone.
Luckily, through the power of technology (and the fast-forward button), it was soon 6 pm, and time for the next performance. For whatever reason, venues that are on the top floor of a building prove to be difficult obstacles for my Sims to traverse. It routinely takes them an hour to simply get into an elevator and ride it to their destination. So, now that all of their gigs are in such locations, I need to send them into town about two hours before start time. Of course, this time, they all arrived well before 6, which made for some downtime. They all grabbed a seat at the various bar areas in the Plasma Lounge, and basked in the recognition that was being showered upon them.
Finally, the show began. Unfortunately, despite it being at the optimum time, in one of the town’s most upscale locations, the place was deserted, save for the random guy who was playing the piano when we came in. Like always, that didn’t stop them, and they played yet another awesome show. In fact, Robi continued to play even after it had ended, well after the throes of exhaustion began to set in. He just kept drumming.
Now, for some reason, this is where the night took a strange turn down a little street I like to call “WTF”. First, all four of them began to dance with each other. Yes, even Claudia. They were the only patrons in there, but damn it, they wanted to dance. It didn’t seem too odd, since they had just gotten paid. But why Shy Claudia would be joining in when there were strangers around puzzled me slightly. I didn’t have much time to think about it though, because Robi decided it was time to get crazy.
Since when did the “streak” option become available? And then it hit me: University Life. Of course, But, Robi being Robi, he didn’t need copious amounts of alcohol and friends cheering him on to strip down and run around. That’s just what he likes to call “Tuesday”. And so he ran, junk dangling and flopping about with narry a care for who saw, who it hit, or whether it got caught in the elevator door (it didn’t, thankfully). The rest of the band just kept dancing, by now totally fine with whatever craziness Robi decided to carry out. Of course, as streaking is a form of public exposure, he could only run so far before the authorities arrived.
I assumed he was on his way to jail, and that I’d have to send the band after him to bail him out. Fortunately, the cop just took him home and charged him $500. As for the others, they arrived home at the same time, so they were able to see him being lectured to (again) by the same cop as the other day. Now, you may think this is kind of a big deal. Robi had just been placed in handcuffs after being naked in public. But, as soon as we went to open the front door, something miraculous happened.
Ok, so that’s the University Life college mascot, but you better believe that we adopted it as the band’s mascot on the spot. Robi was so excited he changed into a suit and proceeded to lose his shit.
And then, after the Llama departed, a bucket full of school supplies magically appeared on the sidewalk. Everyone got a free school shirt and a pennant for clicking on it, as well as the opportunity to take a school placement test. Would anyone like to guess who decided to take this test?
Now, I don’t know if this automatically enrolls him in school, but I guess we’ll have to find out. He just really wanted to take that test, I guess. He stood outside in the dark for like an hour, filling out the paperwork. Good for him. Let him follow whatever dream is in his head this time. As for the rest of house, they were pretty much exhausted, and collapsed into bed as soon as the excitement of the mascot visitation had faded. It had been an eventful day, and a fitting close to week 6. I had hoped that by now, MML would have been filling stadiums and arenas, but who’s to say when that will happen. As long as they’re happy.