The Sims 2 - SimIGN, part 3

As the clock struck twelve on IGNPC's five slightly dysfunctional and eerily lifelike sims, plans were rolling through my head. "Build a pool" said one voice. "Take a road trip" said another. "Clean the toilet" said an insistent third. Putting aside my worry that playing this game has somehow triggered some serious mental issues, I had to think that all of these things sounded good. Thankfully most of my multiple personalities are reasonable and have good ideas. Of course, the other ones keep telling me to throw Tal in a room and take the doors away. Come to think of it, maybe they give pretty good advice too...

In any case a new sim-week dawned on the group and their rise in power and popularity would continue. But before anyone did anything or improved themselves in any way, we decided to to the land that time forgot, otherwise known as the .

The taxi service was quite good actually, not only were they prompt, but they also were polite and brought a minivan to accommodate the entire lot of the sims. While I couldn't say, I would bet that the interior of the vehicle was also very clean and the driver polite. Perhaps he even regaled the crew with a story about how he came to be in Strangetown on the to the pool.

Everyone was happy to get out of the house and quickly began spreading out over the facility talking to the other visitors and hitting up the cafeteria to . Tom was already all over the ladies and even decided to join a couple of them in the pool, one of them being little miss Holly, a chickie that he'd already put a good deal of effort into. It must have been hard for him to concentrate with other girl bathing in the buff. .

While Tom was getting his game on, Steve had decided that the stink filling his airspace from his itchy armpits was just too much to bear. Having brought a sponge along with him he decided that the public bathrooms were the perfect place to Jimmy style reminding me of my first trip to UC Berkeley as a teenager when I saw a man wearing a dress washing himself in the sink of a student union bathroom. Ah memories...

Before too long, the sun had dropped as had the energy level of all involved. A taxi was summoned from the payphone outside and everybody was transported back across the street to where it was miraculously still 10am! Unfortunately everyone was too tired to take full advantage of the extra daylight. Some took naps, others went to sleep. The rest of the day was pretty slow.

Tom was soon promoted again moving up from a gas station attendant to the plush lifestyle of a convenience store clerk. Super! Tal had also made his way up to state assemblyman and Steve had become an inventor. Steve also continued to as much as possible, irritating and angering the strange man even more. He had to make several trips to the house during the week to those that angered him.

Meanwhile, enough money had come filtering in that more improvements were in planning. These ones went a little smoother than previous construction ventures and included a , which Jimmy seems to enjoy (though I secretly think it's mainly because he doesn't like showers or using toilets to pee), and a dining room with a nice table, large windows, and some nice chairs for fat asses. It definitely filled out the house.

And then Steve promptly tried to burn it down again. Soon the alarm was blaring, and was soon joined by both Tom and Tal in his terror. Thankfully the Strangetown fire department doesn't screw around. They were there in no time and had the fire under control.

Unfortunately for all of the inhabitants of this nice house, not even the fire could burn away the corruption caked around the house. Not only was the kitchen still glowing with scum, but so were the toilets and showers. The nice second bathroom had been , quickly becoming as disgusting as the first. That's when something miraculous happened. Somebody cleaned the original toilet. I don't know who did it. I don't know why. But it was clean. Praise be the scrubbing bubbles!