Loser McLuckerson: Part Two

Previously, Loser McLuckerson moved in and got a job.  He also committed a horrific fashion faux pas.

When a guy meets a girl...

Loser met this girl at work.  Talk about pen and company ink.  Or, as they were both in the science career, it would be pipette and test tube.  She was a bit of a weird one.  I couldn’t actually work out if she was broken hearted because her Mother had died (on the family tree it still showed her as alive) or if her lesbian lover had died.  Never found out either.

"Are you married?" "SHE'S DEAD!!!"

Yeah…she had some mental issues.

*Cough* Weirdo *Splutter*

It’s only an autumn salad.  An OAP could eat that without their teeth in.  No need to get so choked up about it.

Loser's also a loser in love

So, he tried to bang this girl.  She just rolled over and went to sleep.

She got banged eventually

He must have screwed her eventually, unless the autumn salad was really that bad.

Err...you've put on weight.

After their pretty poor sex session, he went a little while without seeing her.  Then, one evening he invited her round, she accepted.  She looked a little more, er, portly around the middle, shall we say?

You've already got one kid, apparently.

So, they had one kid.  Loser was virtually unaware of this, although I did send him round to her house in an attempt to meet his son.  Unfortunately, despite there being this woman and her sister in the house, and him standing outside ringing the door bell for 3 hours, neither of them bothered to answer.  The kid was called Omar by the way.

Finally!

So, she finally let him in a few days later.  He met his first born son, Omar, who was already a toddler.

Eww, what is this thing?

Thank fuck it doesn’t look like Loser.  However, I think he wants to hand it over to someone else.  He really does look like someone just handed him a turd.

Back to his old tricks

WILL HE OR WON’T HE DIE?!?!?

Loser McLuckerson: Part One

So here’s a new, and very short, series about a Sim.  This time I decided to create a sim who had solely negative traits.  Let’s see what I can remember: he hated the outdoors, had commitment issues, was unlucky and hated children.  Oh yeah, his name was Loser McLuckerson.  FTW!

Meet Mr. Loser McLuckerson

So this is Loser, eh?  I think his biggest problems are that he lives in a trailer, and that he looks like Michael Jackson.  The last one will probably be the biggest hindrance.

Oh shut up, woman. Get back in the kitchen.

When he first moved in, some random people from the neighbourhood just pitched up at his door.  He invited them in, you know to be a bit friendly and all.  All those bitches did was whine about him and his house.

SRSLY woman, STFU.

If your name was Loser McLuckerson, you’d be pretty poor and living in a trailer too.

Nothing like fielding shit from all sides.

Not only did he have to deflect shit from the elitist neighbours, but he also had to unclog his shitcaked bargain john.

Smooth move dude.

He thought he was really something.  Then he stuck his damn screwdriver up the TV.  Sheesh.

Have mercy on my soul

Grim had mercy on the poor boy, and, being amused by Loser’s stupidity and general…loserness, he spared the boy.  Loser was free to live another day, sticking his bloody screwdriver where it wasn’t welcome.

Just a normal day at work, eh?

Loser got a job at the science facility.  This was just a normal day, getting a bit singed and all.  What I loved about him being called Loser, was that all these things would pop up while he was at work, such as “someone sprayed the water cooler into his crotch, so now he looks like he pissed himself.  Everyone thinks that Loser is a loser.”  RLY?  No shit, Sherlock!

FOR SHAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FOR SHAME!!!!!!1!!!!!11!!!!!!!eleventy!!!1!! Shoes, with trousers that are too short, and NO SOCKS!  If I were Loser, I’d be saying: FML.

Don't even, just don't.

Stop thinking about it, you won’t get anywhere with her.  Not even a ho would screw you, Loser.

It's dead, Loser. Get over it!

Despite hating the outdoors, I forced him to do a lot of gardening.  Everytime one of his plants ended its useful life, ran out of stuff to harvest and died, he would cry.  Cry like a freaking baby had taken his damn candy.  He’d then cry everytime he put the stuff in the trash.  What a Loser!

The Funke Family: And now, the end is near

Previously, we had an aging population.  It was never going to get younger now, was it?

Old people + kitchens = OH SHI...

The fire was started by Dustella there, while her brother in law put it out and her sister just stood around looking a little bemused.

When yah gotta go, yah gotta go

Time for Dustella to leave this mortal coil, for a better place.  She can be with her sister now.

Damn, this dinner plate is killin' me

Immediately after the death of Dustella, Dustina couldn’t help but think about the death of a dinner platter.  I was like, WTF?

Dominique's time was up

Part way through completing the opportunity to play a symphony at the theatre, Dominique walked out and promptly died on the street.  Couldn’t she have at least got home?

Staring death in the face

Duncan Jnr here is not scared of a little death.  No way, he was trying to complete an opportunity to become friends with someone for a promotion at work.  While they were chatting, the neighbour decided to pop his clogs.  Death just seems to be all consuming for Duncan Jnr at the moment.

The cheek of the woman

Dustina’s time came, finally.  However, she had the damn cheek to plead with the Grim Reaper not to take her.  She wanted to live.  She was pure evil, and she wanted to live.  Sheesh.

Come into the light, Daryl

With Daryl then being the only elder left in the house, his days were pretty numbered too.  His time to go came.  Duncan Jnr was all alone now.

That creeping feeling...

Duncan Jnr was beginning to sense that creeping feeling of death.  He was the only person left in the house, and now an elder himself.  How long would he have left?  Around this time I packed him off to the graveyard with all of the headstones, and he buried his entire family up there in one go.

Sexeh pantiez

Living alone, and being an elder meant that fashion sense was not high up on Duncan Jnr’s list.  The white Y-fronts do not do him any favours.  I hope no-one was looking in.

Look at that hoochie mamma

No Duncan Jnr, you’re too old to be looking at that piece of ass.  Without a little blue pill, you couldn’t get it up anyway.

Your time has come

Oh yes it has Duncan Jnr.  Your time is here, you are the last member of the Funke Family, and now the Funke Family is defunct (see what I did thar?!).

I hope you guys had a nice life and few generations.  Now it’s time for me to move on.  I won’t lie: you’ve entertained me for many months, and now that I’ve got Ambitions waiting to be installed new adventures await me.

The Funke Family: Part Fourteen

Oooh, a delay.  I have a real life, you see, and haven’t played much in the way of games lately.  Age is definitely catching up with the Tempers.

Wedded bliss

But first, a pretty little interlude I think, Dominique got married one evening in Central Park.  How lovely.

An oldie, and a baddie

Dustina became an elder one evening.  A little while later she also became the Emperor of Evil.  Something she has been building up to since she murdered her sister when she was a teenager.

Takes after his mother

Duncan Jnr here obviously takes after his Mother.  He joined the criminal career, and seems to be spending a lot of time in jail.  How proud his Father would be, I’m sure.

Dustella becomes an elder too

It was time for the remaining pair of the triplets to become elders.

Dominque too...

I hate the way their hair returns to the default whenever they age up.  That’s really irritating.

Dominique's husband joins in with the fun

I believe he’s called Daryl, and he aged up the day after his Wife.

It's a living...

I can’t quite tell if she does this for her job or if she just enjoys getting dirrrrrty.

A pink limo? Yeah...chav central.

Dominique decided to do an autograph session at the stadium.  She turned up in a vehicle that is just the height of class.

Yay for virgins?

Because of Dominique’s  busy schedule, she and her husband didn’t get to woohoo until they were both elders.  Umm…lovely.  Funnily enough, they don’t have any kids.

Adults FTW.

Duncan Jnr became a proper adult.  He is the youngest person in the household, with everyone else being an elder.  Damn, he must get fed up of wandering around and finding Tena Lady, The Nut Bra, and Oops I crapped my pants.  He’s also pretty tired of waking up during the night and hearing this pathetic little voice shouting “Help!  I’ve fallen, and I can’t get up!