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What happens when there's a glitch in the Sims? Major mayham!
A Day in the Life of the Sailor Starlights
Day 4
Today's episode: Army of Dorkness
Seiya: Well, here we are outside our new house.
Taiki: It's small, but it will do.
Yaten: More importantly, it's tasteful. Let's go in.
Taiki: I can't believe you made us bring your dead husband.
Seiya: Well, it's small, but it's a lot better than the old place.
Taiki: Furnishings are fairly nice.
Yaten: It's okay. I think we should bring poor Micheal inside. He'll add to the limited decor.
Seiya: Whatever. Good thing there aren't really four of us here, or we'd be crowded.
Yaten: My beloved Mikey objects to that statement!
Taiki: Sure, Yaten. Anyway, it's not like evil twins just pop out of nowhere...
Evil Taiki: Oh, yes we do!
Taiki: Hey, Seiya, quiet down! You're guitar playing will wake the neighbors!
Seiya: I'm on the can, dummy.
Taiki: Ew, thanks for sharing. Wait a minute, who's that then?
Evil Taiki: Hey, sis! I'm you're evil twin?
Taiki: What, but how?
Evil Taiki: These things just happen, ya know?
Taiki: No they don't. Ah well, at least it's not two Yatens.
Yaten: Your evil twin is getting annoying.
Taiki: Tell me about it. If I hear "Stairway to Heaven" one more time...
Evil Taiki: Hey, I ain't evil for nuthin, ya know.
Taiki: Your vocabulary is already a crime against humanity.
Taiki: Look, will you cut it out? It's three in the morning...
Evil Taiki: Cause I'm as free as a bird, now...
Taiki: Oh damn. Not that one AGAIN.
Evil Taiki: Fine, I'll put it up. I was getting kind of bored anyway...
Meanwhile, outside...
Behula Mae: Howdy! I'm...
Yaten: AAAA! Oh, sorry, I thought you were Tammy Faye Bakker. What a weird neighborhood.
Beulah Mae: So, Ah'm taken one of those cor-re-spondance courses.
Taiki: I think I'd rather have my evil twin...
Beulah Mae: Heavens! Where'd you get that dee-vine outfit? It'd be great for my stripper act!
Taiki: Urp...
Evil Taiki: You suck!
Beulah Mae: Play Freebird!
Yaten: I got you're freebird right here, you harriden...
Evil Taiki: Crap!
Yaten: Oh God! Taiki, you didn't even housebreak your evil twin?
Taiki: What? Don't they come housebroken?
Beulah Mae: Well, Ah'd better go. That smell reminds me Ah gotta change Bubba Joe's toilet readin materials.
Yaten: Um, ew?
Taiki: I can't believe I have to clean up after my own evil twin! This is the last straw!
Yaten: At least she didn't go on the oriental rug.
Meanwhile...
Seiya: Mmmm, sushi. Gee, I'm not in this one a lot. Maybe I'd better take up a new hobby...
Seiya: Ah, yes! Castle queen's side...three more moves to checkmate! I never knew free time could be so productive. Yaten and I usually spend it trying to hit Taiki with spitballs...
Evil Taiki: Nice pajamas.
Taiki: Shut up. Why are you in the bathroom at 3 am?
Evil Taiki: I'm making you some presents for later.
Taiki: Okay, that's it!
Evil Taiki: I couldn't agree with you more...
Evil Taiki: Star Gentle Uterus!
Taiki: This is bad...
Evil Taiki: What the...you're not burning up!
Taiki: That's right...
Evil Taiki: No fair! You're such a little goody two shoes!
Taiki: Oh, I don't think so...
Taiki: Star Gentle Uterus!
Evil Taiki: AAAAA!!!
Seiya: Holy! What have you two been doing in here!
Taiki: Kind of hard to explain.
Taiki: Good, bad...I'm the gal with the uterus.
Seiya: Um, okay. So, now guess who gets to clean up the bathroom.
Taiki: Aw, hell.
That concludes today's episode! Will Yaten ever get Beulah Mae's face out of her nightmares? Will Seiya master the Persian defense? Will Taiki quit blowing the snot out of people? Tune in next time for...A Day in the Life of the Sailor Starlights!
Special thanks to Julie for helping us get the pics and captions!
Disclaimer: As mentioned, Sailor Moon and the Starlights are not owned by us. "The Sims" is the property of Electronic Arts Inc and Maxis. We are not making a profit on this, just having fun. Starlights skins courtesy of Aeryn's Sailor Moon Skins (RIP). Other skins come from in game.
Page, pictures, and captions are copyright J & K Productions. Steal them and we will hunt you down and destroy you. We mean it.
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