Sunday, January 21, 2018
Colin Bishop
Name: Colin Bishop
Birthday: September 1976
Age: 26
Traits: Gloomy, Mean, Perfectionist
Romantic History: Rain Carter (Gf)
Partner: Rain Carter
Parents: Lora and Derrick Bishop
Siblings: Donnie, Irma, Sadie, Jordana
Children: None
Education: Biology Major (4.0)
Job: Scienctist
Previous Employment: Criminal
Business Owned: None
Aspiration: Nerd Brain
RIP Racoon
Round 2: November 2002
Colin is 26, Rain is 24
Rain met Colin at his house after the funeral. She knew how much that cat meant to him. She had to admit she loved that cat herself.
Rain: I'm so sorry baby. I know Racoon meant a lot to you.
Colin: You know what would make me feel better?
Rain: What?
Colin: If you moved in with me. I've got this big ol house and I come home to it being empty every night. It gets lonely.
Rain: You serious? You want me to move in with you?
Colin: Yeah. You mean a lot to me and I love having you around.
Rain: You got those mixed up. You love me and it would mean a lot to have me around.
Colin: .. I love you only if you love me back. I ain't no wuss.
Rain: I guess I love you.
Colin and Rain both start laughing. Only they would tell each other they love each other in such a fucked up way. This was a big part of the reason Colin loved Rain. She just got him.
Moving in really wasn't so hard. She had a roommate and they shared the apartment, Rain told her roommate she would pay one last months rent to help her out. Yasmine was sad to see her go but happy for her. Yasmine felt as though Abby and her were moving at a snails paste.
Colin and Rain worked opposite schedules and was starting to understand Colin being lonely. As a surprise she bought a kitten. He was nowhere near Racoon cute-ness but he was a sweet cat.
Rain: You better fit in nicely kitty. What am I going to name you. Idk, I guess we will figure that out when Colin gets home.
Rain made herself right at home. She had spent most of her time here anyway so this house wasn't a mystery to her.
Colin was never a big fan of drugs so Rain tried her best to only smoke when he was at work.
It helped with her cramps but also gave her the munchies. If they could make a weed without munchies she would be in heaven. She really tried to watch her figure.
On the last night of November Boomer grew up. It was so crazy to Rain how fast they grew.
Notes:
- This house was so sad to play. Literally I looked for Racoon for 10 real life minutes. I thought he ran around or something but nope he died. Rip baby.
She is so cute
Round 2: November 2002
Cassandra is 20
What the fuck, I can't do anything right! How do I set my kitchen on fire from fucking birthday cake.
Whatever, I got it right the second time.
Heres' to a happy birthday!
Irvin comes over to hang out. Even though there was a 10 year age difference between us, I could say he was my best friend. Knowing him though he wouldn't say the same.
"Men and women can't be just friend Cassie. A man always wants something from a woman, even if that something is commitment."
Literally the worlds biggest fuck boy. I knew what he wanted from me but he was never going to get it. I wonder how long it would take him to get that and stop being my friend?
After he left I dove into my painting. Honestly I was still trash but I mad a little bit of a profit from it.
I couldn't believe November was already over. I spent Thanks Day by myself, which wasn't a big deal. It was peaceful, unlike spending it at my parents house. It was always a shit show there.
Notes:
- Honestly I love love love Cassandra Goth. Like holy shit she is just so gorgeous.
- Her and Irvin really are best friends. Like they are always calling each other and hanging out. I'm pretty sure Irvin is crushing on her because he had a wish to ask her out on a date which I ship.
Cassandra Goth
Name: Cassandra 'cassie' Goth
Birthday: March 1982
Age: 20
Traits: Dance Machine, Creative, Gloomy
Romantic History: None,
Partner: None
Parents: Bella Goth and Mortimer Goth
Siblings: Alexander
Children: None
Education: None
Job: Painter
Previous Employment: None
Business Owned: None
Aspiration: Painter Extraordinaire
Asshole
Round 2: November 2002
Irvin is 30
Skilling was probably the worst part of my job but if I wanted to be competitive in todays' job market I had to keep on top of my game.
It helped that I worked out and looked great. Being a looker helped you succeed in life. Probably the most important lesson I ever learned.
Chris: What do you mean they offered you the job already? You've only been with the company for 2 years and you already are the assistant to the manager!
Lilly: Oh how dare you bitch.. I've been there longer then you and I am still just an assistant to YOU.
I laugh at my co-workers. They just didn't have what it took to make it to the top.
I can't say I did either, I only really cared about one thing... Sex. Maybe in another lifetime I would settle down with this girl but it just wasn't in the cards for me.
Don't get me wrong she was beautiful, smart, and funny but I really only wanted a lay.
Which is of course what she gave me.. I hardly ever got rejected. Actually when I think about it, I have never gotten rejected.
I look down at her tits flopping everywhere. All night I wondered if they were real, to my surprise they were. Perky and big, my boner grew. If I wasn't balls deep it might have caused blue balls.
It didn't matter where I got some from, just as long as I did. I was annoyed with how loud she was. Even though I was sure everyone knew what we were doing already I didn't want to advertise it.
Beth: HARDER daddy!
I hated it when women called me daddy, I didn't have any children and would not be in a dirty bathroom fucking my child either.
Irvin: The quieter you are the harder I'll go.
Like a miracle she shut up.
After I was done I put my clothes back on. No need to lolligag around.
Beth: Call me?
I gave her a cheeky grin.
Irvin: Don't count on it.
Different night, same shit though this piece of ass was supreme. She was quiet and flexible, like I liked it. Plus she was into anal which always got me going.
I thought I was dreaming when she bent down on the floor and put her legs on the wall. I would definitely be calling this old timer back.
I got just in time for a quick shower and my favorite movie. I admit, I have a sensitive side but I had never let any woman close enough to know it.
November was coming to a close. I hang my clothes up in the brisk air. I should of put a shirt on before I did this but they were all dirty. I needed a drier stat.
Notes:
- Irvin gives me fuck boy vibes so I went with it. I got a surprise for that ass though. HAHA.
- I really love him. He's from Josie and I only edited him a tiny bit. I also found a way to add Cassandra Goth to my fucked up story ahhah!
Irvin Briones
Name: Irvin Briones
Birthday: January 1972
Age: 30
Traits: Active, Genius, Self Assured
Romantic History: None
Partner: None
Parents:
Siblings:
Children: None
Education: Business Major (3.9)
Job: Business (lv 3)
Previous Employment: Bar Tender
Business Owned: None
Aspiration: Mansion Baron
Day by Day
Round 3: November 2002
Abby is 38, Ricky is 16
Working out kept me sane. I got some paperwork in the mail from the court. My son emancipated himself. Which meant he was no longer a missing person. Which meant I couldn't search for him anymore. It hurt but at least I knew he was still alive and wherever he was I hoped he was happy.
I needed to focus on Ricky anyway. He was fucking failing junior year. All he ever wanted to do was hang out with his girlfriend, which understandably she was pregnant, and cook. Okay I admit, I didn't mind the cooking but I needed him to get his head on straight.
Work was alright. I got put on patrol after arresting the wrong suspect but my head just wasn't in the game.
Abby: Morning Lora
Lora: Fuck you Abby.
Lora still hated me for arresting her husband. We both knew I knew his confession was bogus but he still confessed. Besides my deceased wife hated him and it felt like the descent, honorable thing to do for her and no, Derrick wasn't the one I got put on patrol for. As far as anyone was concerned his confession was legit.
I guess my talk with Shayna worked. Ricky stayed up late doing all his missing assignments. Thank fucking god. I can only handle so much.
NOTES:
I gave Cassandra Goth a makeover and I am so in love with her. I gotta fit her into my story somehow.
I was on discord talking to the homies and forgot I had the game running, Come back to it and see Ricky butt naked bout to eat breakfast. My kind of man LOL.
My babes didn't have any ROS this go around which is fine so it was just a light hearted post which is nice in this crazy ass save LOL>=
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