Another Wood update is in the making! We start off today with a random panting picture. Not so random, though, when I tell you that this bad-boy is what topped Holly's painting skill. Wooo! Plus, it's a robot with a bug on his hand. Too cute.
Having maxed painting, I installed a bar in the rec room so Holly could finish with the Mixology skill that she started reading about ten kids ago.
Holly - Carefully . . . CAREFULLY . . . .
Intense concentration is intense.
Whoa, you better hold back that excitement, lest you break something. >.> You channeling Veronica there, Holly?
Pistachio - Once I'm old enough to understand what instruments are, I'm going to be the number one drum player in all of Hidden Springs. What do you say to that, Wolf?
Wolfsbane - If you're the only drummer, doesn't that make you number one by default?
Pistachio - . . . I'm pretty sure you were left here by aliens, Wolf. They must've snatched the baby that mom had and replaced it with their freaky, stupid, LOSER spawn. It's the only explanation for why I'm so much cooler than you.
Wolfsbane - *the amount of cares he's not giving right now is astronomical*
Quick! Can you spot the ninja-kitty in this picture? XD
The next day Holly pried herself away from the mixology bar long enough to go on the hunt for her next baby-daddy. And lo! A wild baby-daddy has appeared! Holly will use Flirtation Spam! It will be very effective! . . . ok, end of Pokemon gooberness. I promise. XD (not really, I can't really back that up, just warning you).
This is Kurt Oliver (by Rhett9).
Kurt - *Wow . . . she's as beautiful as a well-cut diamond . . .*
Awwwwwwweh! That's so sweeeeeeeet!
Holly - Hey handsome. I've been working on my mixology. What do you say we get wasted and go have a REAL good time?
. . . Way to stay classy, Holly. Waaaaaaay classy. -_-*
Still, Kurt must've seen something he liked in Holly.
He's so aliejaeghweguhwtg cute. XD THE PUPPY EYESSSSS!
Holly butters him up with some red roses.
Holly - Soooo . . . friends with benefits?
What in the heck happened to your maxed out charisma skill, I'd like to know? XD
Kurt was still onboard with it, though. And look! He's got his head in the right spot, too. Yes, Kurt. Babies are about to be MADE.
The duo heads into the Stadium . . . oh, uh . . . don't go pinning your hopes for THAT on her, Kurt . . . at least not yet.
Fun times were had, baby-chimes were heard. Sadly, they didn't come out nekkid. That would've been awesome.
When Holly gets back home, it's right back to the bar. Uh . . . Holly? D'you think you should be drinking that with a possible(definite) baby on the way?
Holly - *guzzles obliviously*
Holly - Look at me! I got the skillz! I'm like Tom Cruise in Cocktail!
Except I don't think Tom Cruise had to cancel his bartending on the account of morning sickness . . .
Holly - Oh, that Mood Enhancer drink is comin' back to haunt me . . . .
Holly - BLAAAAAAAAAGABLAGABLARGABLARRRRRRG!
What a great shot to send you guys off on! XD Until next time!
BONUS PICS :
Some more around-town age ups! Drift Wood, son of Ash Wood and Fiona Welle-Wood, has reached young adult stage!
And Derek Wood, Poppy and Brandon Fanatics youngest, has reached childhood.
Having maxed painting, I installed a bar in the rec room so Holly could finish with the Mixology skill that she started reading about ten kids ago.
Holly - Carefully . . . CAREFULLY . . . .
Intense concentration is intense.
Whoa, you better hold back that excitement, lest you break something. >.> You channeling Veronica there, Holly?
Pistachio - Once I'm old enough to understand what instruments are, I'm going to be the number one drum player in all of Hidden Springs. What do you say to that, Wolf?
Wolfsbane - If you're the only drummer, doesn't that make you number one by default?
Pistachio - . . . I'm pretty sure you were left here by aliens, Wolf. They must've snatched the baby that mom had and replaced it with their freaky, stupid, LOSER spawn. It's the only explanation for why I'm so much cooler than you.
Wolfsbane - *the amount of cares he's not giving right now is astronomical*
Quick! Can you spot the ninja-kitty in this picture? XD
The next day Holly pried herself away from the mixology bar long enough to go on the hunt for her next baby-daddy. And lo! A wild baby-daddy has appeared! Holly will use Flirtation Spam! It will be very effective! . . . ok, end of Pokemon gooberness. I promise. XD (not really, I can't really back that up, just warning you).
This is Kurt Oliver (by Rhett9).
Kurt - *Wow . . . she's as beautiful as a well-cut diamond . . .*
Awwwwwwweh! That's so sweeeeeeeet!
Holly - Hey handsome. I've been working on my mixology. What do you say we get wasted and go have a REAL good time?
. . . Way to stay classy, Holly. Waaaaaaay classy. -_-*
Still, Kurt must've seen something he liked in Holly.
He's so aliejaeghweguhwtg cute. XD THE PUPPY EYESSSSS!
Holly butters him up with some red roses.
Holly - Soooo . . . friends with benefits?
What in the heck happened to your maxed out charisma skill, I'd like to know? XD
Kurt was still onboard with it, though. And look! He's got his head in the right spot, too. Yes, Kurt. Babies are about to be MADE.
The duo heads into the Stadium . . . oh, uh . . . don't go pinning your hopes for THAT on her, Kurt . . . at least not yet.
Fun times were had, baby-chimes were heard. Sadly, they didn't come out nekkid. That would've been awesome.
When Holly gets back home, it's right back to the bar. Uh . . . Holly? D'you think you should be drinking that with a possible(definite) baby on the way?
Holly - *guzzles obliviously*
Holly - Look at me! I got the skillz! I'm like Tom Cruise in Cocktail!
Except I don't think Tom Cruise had to cancel his bartending on the account of morning sickness . . .
Holly - Oh, that Mood Enhancer drink is comin' back to haunt me . . . .
Holly - BLAAAAAAAAAGABLAGABLARGABLARRRRRRG!
What a great shot to send you guys off on! XD Until next time!
BONUS PICS :
Some more around-town age ups! Drift Wood, son of Ash Wood and Fiona Welle-Wood, has reached young adult stage!
And Derek Wood, Poppy and Brandon Fanatics youngest, has reached childhood.
No comments:
Post a Comment