Last time on the Clutterbuck legacy:
Table had his hopes and dreams shattered by his mother, then took refuge in the library, where he made a friend.
For the first time in years he played with somebody his own age, even though he lied about his name.
Then he asked for food… and the boy walked off.
This mother went into the mausoleum, then started a fight with a woman in the graveyard, still singed and tatty.
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Cordelia is still… well actually doing exactly the same. Argue, fight, slap. Rinse and repeat. Ah well, she’s getting hungry, this should get interesting
*sim God evil laughter*
Table: Cornell? Cornell? You are coming back, right?
Table: Well you can’t hide in the library Cornell, I’m coming to find you…
Table: Found you!
Table: We were playing hide and seek, right?
Table: So, about some food? Please, I’m really hungry man! Even thought we’re having this conversation in a bathroom!
Cornell: of course, sorry it’s not the steak you wanted
Table: Mmm, cereal, thanks man! *Walks off with food*
Table: Mmm nom nom nom, eating, go away!
Table: Ahh, all full up, now I need go potty!
Cornell: Uh… yeah, you’re welcome. Just feel free to leave the bowl… ah, you did
And Cordelia has found some company too, in the form of… a stone Grim Reaper
Cordelia: Yeah, that old cow was so mean and so wrong, but I showed her, you saw! It was like the caves below, people laughed at me, but I showed them, I came out dignified. i…
*sim God* Ah, maybe that’s how he became stone in the first place
Table relieves himself (no, you don’t get to see that you perverts!), and apart from energy his bars are pretty full. Now, to get home before curfew kicks in and gives his mother another reason to complain
Table gets home with minutes to spare
Table: Ah, I wasn’t expecting her here, now what do I do? And since when did she read?
Table: Maybe I can take it for a joy ride and tip her off!
Table Aargh! Car crash! Hey, she’s gone! Well, I guess I’ll stretch out and take a nap here now
Cordelia moved over to the table and chairs… and carried on reading
*sim God* I hate to tell you lady, but you’ve only got the one book!
Sidenote: I wonder if I don’t lead her to a shower how long she will stay like that?!
Cordelia wakes table up shortly after
Cordelia: Leave the room! Go away!
*sim God* uh lady… you don’t have any rooms!
Table: But Mum, it’s past curfew, I can’t…
Cordelia: I’m so hungry!
Table: I’m not edible!
Cordelia: Get lost!
They went on like this for over an hour.
Now what is she up to?
Cordelia: BOO!! GET LOST!
Cordelia: *grumble* bloody kid! Licking me out of my own home. Just like his father!
Cordelia: Well, I know where I can sleep, I saw it earlier. It’s not like I believe in ghosts or anything!
*sim God* oh, go back to sleep you old crony!
Table woke up a couple of times in the night (still in his joy riding gear, how cute!), but soon went back to sleep. All in all a pretty good night.
Cordelia grabbed a cab as soon as she woke up, trying to catch Table before he left for school
Cordelia: I hate my life!!!!!!!! I need money!!!!!! And food!!!!! And money!!!!!
Cordelia: I bet he has money, just wait until we’re on a deserted patch or road. Just wait, Patience…
Cordelia: Damn school bus is here, I can’t rob him now!
Table: Yes! School bus is here I don’t have to face Mother!
Mailwoman: Oops, mustn’t think criminal thoughts in front of home owners!
Table went off to school verging on dirty, but otherwise ok!
Cordelia: My husband was a star! I should be a star. Why aren’t I a star?
Mailwoman: I wonder if she knows someone set her on fire for rambling at random people?
Cordelia: Or a planet, then I could smash into him and make him take notice of me.
Mailwoman: Geez is it possible to not notice this woman?! Get me out of here
Mailwoman: *Yells* Enjoy your bills! *Runs off*
Cordelia: But I’m so – Huh, where’d she go?
A bill for $33
*sim God* they only have a bench, 2 chairs and a table, why do they have bills? I thought the challenge said they wouldn’t
Cordelia went off in search of food and sleep, she had run out of people to argue with
Cordelia: Hello? Any sexy firemen to help a poor lost soul? Anyone?
Cordelia: A toilet! Hurrah! Now I won’t have to use the bushes out back
*sim God* Yeah, but don’t think you’re using that shower!
Cordelia: And food! Lots and lots of food. I’m sure the firemen won’t mind if I eat some.
Ugh, this one was too salty!
Ugh, this one was too sweet!
Aah, just right!
Cordelia: BURRRPPP! God, I’m shattered. I wonder where those firemen are?
*sim God* good question actually, and there wasn’t a single ghost n the graveyard all night, do they take a few days to spawn or something?
Cordelia: Ah, beds! Real beds, I’m sure those hard working strapping lads won’t mind little old me taking a nap
Cordelia: Ugh, that bed’s too dirty… well it is now all my dirt rubbed off on it
And we finally get a look at her tattoos, from a life before scrounging for scraps.
Cordelia: Ugh, this one is… where did I get to? Oh well, ZZzzzzz…
Cordelia: *mumbles* No money… lots of sun… live in house of diamonds! Stole it
She wakes up and rushes for work
Cordelia: Yay, no stairs!
*Sim God* Damn, I was sure she’d fall!
Cordelia: Got to get… to work early. When they see… my gazelle… run… they’ll make… me athlete celeb
Cordelia: Hey… what are… you looking… at?! I’m an… athlete!
Cordelia: I’ll charm… my way to… a new career. Wait… what do you… mean I’m too… early? Nearly had a… heart attack… getting here!
*sim God sniggers*
Table: Hey, you up there! I made friends all day today, and they fed us at school! I’m going home with my new friend Ethan Parrot! See you later!
Next time on the Clutterbuck legacy:
Will Cordelia manage a day’s work?
Will table keep making friends?
Will they thrive, or not be able to pay the mysterious bill?
All this and more next time!