Let's Play MySims

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Eh, I was bored. And I like this game. And it's relatively easy. Sorry I have to do it like this. I only have an iPod to take pictures with. :/

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Yup. Ryan enters Ryanville. Hooray!

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Hmm... I got a letter to go to the Mayor's House. I should go now.

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She isn't here. Women.

Mayor: Ah, Ryan! You're here!

Hot damn.

Ryan: Oh, yes! I'm here.

She is one hot mayor.

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Mayor: Welcome to Ryanville! Isn't great that we have a town named after you?

Ryan: Pretty flattering, I must say.

Oh yeah, baby.

Mayor: Originally, it was Queefville, but that didn't bode over well.

Ryan: Wait, what?

Mayor: Nothing. We're so glad you came to help rebuild the town!

Ryan: No problem. What happened anyway?

Mayor: It's a long story, but I think I have time to tell you. Here I go... The town sucked.

Ryan: That's it?

Mayor: Pretty much.

Ryan: Oh. I see.

Mayor: So, all of that aside, it's time for you to move in. Follow me.

So I skidaddled outside to find an empty lot.

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Mayor: Well, you can build it yourself, can't you?

Ryan: Uh... Sure...

How cheap. Oh well.

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Here's my crib. The gnomes are for the Fun essence and all that fun crap.

Mayor: Now, go ahead and get settled! I'm going to go now.

I swear she walked away to the beat of a smooth jazz song with the water from the fountain getting her all wet and...

Damn. I need a nap.

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I soooooooo remember playing this on DS.

Sooooo remember.

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y'all need some tags brewski

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Alright.

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I threw away one of the element things (It was a suit, a black one, i think) . I feel incomplete.

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I am now inspired to make an LP of an core Sims game.

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Chapter 2: Essence Hunting

When I woke up, I looked outside my window and saw that my mailbox's flag was up. I ran outside to see what was. It was Mayor Rosalyn. Inside, it said:

Now that you've built a house, you need to hunt for essences for future projects. Happy hunting!\

-Mayor Rosalyn P. Marshall

She even stamped the damn thing. So I decided, "Hey, what the heck?"

So I went over to the garden area and shook some trees.

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Yummy. Apples.

After shaking all of the contents of the trees off, I noticed this dying one.

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I had three choices: Water it, fertilize it, or chop it down. I chose the lattermost.

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Essences! Yay! Then I wondered what to do next. There was only one option: stomp the yard. Or just the stump. Into the ground. Hey, anything goes, huh?

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All that hunting made me rather dizzy, so I wandered off. To the Mayor's house to be exact. She was doing paperwork, her love in life. I wanted to change that.

Mayor: Ryan! Did you gather your essences?

Ryan: I sure did! Here's some.

I took some out of my backpack. I realized there was a lot of room in there.

Mayor: Great job! You can turn these into paint and paint the things you make.

Ryan: Cool. Listen, I want to-

Mayor: Make something?

Ryan: Wait a minute, I don't think we're on the same page...

Mayor: Your house lacks a chair.

Ryan: Well, it lacks everything-

Mayor: Would you like to make a chair for your house?

A chair? A friggin' CHAIR? Aw, what the hey.

Ryan: Sure.

Mayor: Great! I'll see the finished project!

Ryan: I'll get to work! Bye!

Mayor: Bye!

I went out the door, thinking how easily I got into these things.

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How about another, since I have so many pictures anyway?

Chapter 3: The Mayor and I

So I left off not too long ago when I was suggested the idea of making a chair. But there was no workshop either.

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Not for long.

Somehow, all of the supplies were already... supplied. All I had to carry around were essences. Easy enough. Now for the chair.

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Not too shabby, huh?

Now it's time to move it from my workshop to my house. It won't be an easy task.

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Psych.

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Ryan: There we go.

Mayor: Very nice. Very nice.

Ryan: It's pretty good, huh?

Mayor: Yeah.

A pause.

Ryan: Are you horny?

Mayor: (in unison) Can you build me something? Wait, what?

Ryan: Nothing. And yeah, sure. I'll build you something.

Mayor: Good, good. Here's what I want you to do.

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Ryan: You want a podium?

Mayor: Yup.

Ryan: You got it. On one condition.

Mayor: What would that be?

Ryan: A nice dinner. Just you and me.

Mayor: You and I.

Ryan: So it's a date?

Mayor: Can I bring my paperwork?

Ryan: Uh, sure. A mayor's gotta do what a mayor's got to do.

Mayor: Where are we going to eat?

Ryan: How about here?

Mayor: Sounds like a date.

I smirked, not believing how lucky I got.

Ryan: See you then.

She began to leave.

Mayor: See you then. Bye.

Ryan: Bye.

She left. I was pretty tired after all that work and train lag.

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Nap time!

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Chapter 4: A Turkey Dinner and Some Paperwork

I didn't really have to get dressed for a date like this. It was in my own home. But I didn't expect her to. And she looked very nice when she did.

Ryan: Hello.

Mayor: Hey, Ryan.

Ryan: Please, come in.

She did. I motioned her to a chair. One of the only two chairs in the house.

Ryan: I'll get the turkey out of the oven.

She was already doing paperwork.

Mayor: Alright.

At least she acknowledged me.

So I got the turkey out of the oven and set it down on the tiny table. She looked up from her paperwork, curious.

Mayor: How did you get that turkey if there's no supermarkets in town?

I took a business card out of my pocket.

Ryan: Order-A-Turkey.

Mayor: Right.

She dished herself some turkey and ate while she signed and stamped papers. It was tough to keep up with her.

Ryan: So, how's the paperwork?

Mayor: It's alright.

Ryan: Cool.

Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!

Ryan: Uh... Sorry I couldn't get us anything else. My table is so small.

Mayor: That's alright.

Ryan: You know, it's strange. I put all of these extra levels on my house and it's designed so there can't be anything inside. It's rather pointless.

Mayor: It's the best we can get. You have the most space anyway.

Ryan: Right. Well-

The Mayor's phone began to ring. She picked it up.

Mayor: Mayor Rosalyn P. Marshall speaking. *pause* Yes, yes. Oh. I'll be right over.

She hung up and put the phone in her pocket. She began to gather up her paperwork.

Mayor: Sorry, but Patrick Rhino is having financial troubles. I'm going over to help. Sorry to walk out on you.

Ryan: No, it's fine.

She left. It wasn't fine. I got drunk, stumbled over to the hotel, and let loose.

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You actually believed that? Wow, you think I'm THAT desparate? Of course not! I just went on over to my workshop and started on that podium.

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Chapter 1: Now Entering Ryanville

Chapter 2: Essence Hunting

Chapter 3: The Mayor and I

Chapter 4: A Turkey Dinner and Some Paperwork

Chapter 5: Buddy the Bellhop

Well, about the podium. It was easy. I already had all of the essences from hunting.

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So I dragged the podium along to the Mayor's house. It was actually pretty light since the Mayor hadn't asked me to put any of her paperwork in there. So I carried it over and brought it in.

Mayor: Oh, thank you so much!

Ryan: No problem. It wasn't too hard to build and paint, but I think it looks pretty good.

Mayor: It looks great! I could use this for years

Ryan: Thanks. Say, I want to get to know the people in town. Where do you suggest I start?

Mayor: How about Buddy the Bellhop?

Ryan: You mean the guy we walked past that fell on his face when we were walking to my future home?

Mayor: That's him! The hotel used to have an owner, a concierge, and, of course, Buddy the Bellhop. But now the only one there is Buddy! How does he keep that place running?

Ryan: Wow! I know everyone left, but that's a bit much, leaving a hotel to one person.

Mayor: Well, no one is staying in it currently. We're hoping you can change that.

Ryan: By moving people in?

Mayor: Precisely. Then everyone is happy. You get business, I get business, Buddy gets business, the people that move in that have shops will get business, and the Star Level will go up more and more, bringing in more people and more business.

Ryan: So it's all business?

Mayor: Mostly. But I do also like company.

Ryan: Wait, how would I get business if I don't get paid?

Mayor: Unbeknownst to most, you will get paid.

Ryan: Right. Well, I will go talk to Buddy now. Seems like an interesting guy.

Mayor: Bye! Thanks for all of your help!

Ryan: No problem!

So, I left and went to the hotel.

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It's in good shape. Now let's go inside.

I was impressed to see that it was in good shape inside as well. Buddy came out to greet me.

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Buddy: Hello, friend!

Ryan: Hey! I'm Ryan, the new architect and handyman.

Buddy: I'm Buddy the Bellhop.

Ryan: Do you have a full name?

Buddy: Well, I've responded to Buddy the Bellhop so much I forgot it.

Ryan: Oh. Why's that?

Buddy: I've been a bellhop ever since I was 6.

Ryan: Really?

Buddy: Yeah! I come from a long line of bellhops!

Ryan: That's pretty cool.

Buddy: I moved here from another town. A small town. I thought that a change in hotels would keep me occupied.

Ryan: Interesting. So, how do you keep this place running?

Buddy: Well, I have no customers, so I just clean everything.

Ryan: Sounds pretty boring, huh?

Buddy: Sort of. But it kills time.

Ryan: Don't worry. Soon, we'll have people from all over coming in to stay here.

Buddy: I sure hope you're right. I've been longing to say, "May I take your bags?" again.

Ryan: I'm getting to know the people who live here already so I don't forget who people are. But I imagine that I'll be seeing you often.

Buddy: That would be great!

Ryan: Who do you suggest I see next?

Buddy: How about Patrick Rhino?

Ryan: Hmm... I know that name from somewhere...

Then I remembered the Mayor leaving during our dinner.

Mayor: (flashback) Sorry, but Patrick Rhino is having financial troubles. I'm going over to help.

Ryan: Oh yes! He's having financial troubles!

Buddy: Well, because he doesn't have a job! He was a trucker before he came here and fell in love with the restaurants.

Ryan: Sounds like an interesting guy. I'll go talk to him.

Buddy: Alright. You'll stop by to move people into Ryanville?

Ryan: Of course!

Buddy: Well, you don't have to move in everybody.

Ryan: I don't?

Buddy: Of course not! Some Townies that come through here are obnoxious!

Ryan: Townies?

Buddy: People that come in that don't really do much but settle down. Now go meet Patrick!

Ryan: Alright. Bye!

Buddy: Bye!

And I set off for Patrick's house.