In Marvel with a Sims 3 system

July 10, 2010 

"You okay, Rocket?" Teefs the walrus

Rocket started assembling a key to freedom for him and his friends.

"Were going to play now?" Floor the rabbit

"I can't right now, Floor." Rocket was gathering everything he had smuggled over the years from the High Evolutionary.

"What are you doing?" Lylla the otter

"They are not going to set us free." Rocket

"Yes, they are Rocket. We're going to the new world any day now." Teefs

"No, that can't be true." Lylla

"It is. They are going to kill us all in the morning." Rocket

"What?" Teefs

"What?" Floor

"But I'm going to fix it!" Rocket said finishing the key

"What is that?" Lylla

"It's a key. I'm going to use it to get us all out of here." Rocket

"I don't know if that's wise, Rocket." Teefs

"Me Rocket leave high time forever." Floor danced in excitement 

"Just down that hall, there are ships. I know if we can get to one. I can pilot it and then we can all fly away together! The four of us just like we always said, okay." Rocket

Getting nods from Teefs and Lylla, Rocket made his way to the edge of his cage as Floor cheered for him. Rocket swiped the card, opening the cage.

"You did it, you did it, did it, did it!" Lylla. Rocket opened Lylla's cage. Lylla hugged Rocket. "You did it. It really is good to have friends." *Pop* "Huh?" Lylla turned around to see a glowing blue magical plate defending her from the High Evolutionary's blaster shot.

"What! Where did that barrier come from?" High Evolutionary

Space torn in front of Rocket and his friends. It was like watching a hand coming out of nowhere to open a curtain made of void. Out stepped a scared man in a purple scarf, blue lights spun off his clothing. Four hamsters were standing on his shoulders, giving off menacing auras.

"Tremble, foul man. For you stand against Gundham Tanaka, Lord of Ice and Chaos. I shall be the one to cast you into Tartarus. Now my Four Dark Devas of Destruction abscond with the ones who were once caged. As I deal with this reprobate." Gundham Tanaka 

"89P13 return to your cage as I deal with this interloper, and you will be forgiven." High Evolutionary 

"Screw you were getting out of here." Floor said, scuttling out of her cage

Teefs was carried out by the four hamsters that came with Gundham. Lyllla and Rocket ran down the hallway way passing a fighting Gundam and High Evolutionary. They made it to the hangar when they heard a sound. *pop* Floor had stopped moving.

"Floor NOOOO!" Rocket screamed 

"Squeak." Darkness flooded the air, removing visibility from the soldiers of the High Evolutionary. "Squeak." Teefs, Rocket and Lylla were guided through the darkness by the magical hamsters. As the soldiers fired into the darkness. They had finally made it to a ship.

"Rocket, you can fly this thing, right?" Lylla 

"Yeah, we're going to make it. Teefs you okay? Teefs! Teefs!" Rocket

"Rocket, I- I don't think I'll make it long…" Teefs

"No, no, no, we can do something, we can get you to a hospital or do something!" Lylla

"No, the dam property codes would flat line him before we could get him any help." Rocket

"Rocket, please bring me to the water of the new world. I want to feel it at least once before everything goes dark." Teefs

"Okay friend, I'll bring you to the water." Rocket

They landed on a beach Lylla and Rocket wealed Teefs to the water. Clouds blanketed the sky, the water rolled back and forth over the beach.

"It's so lovely. A new world. Rocket, Lylla, you two fly for me, and Floor, you hear. You watch out for each other and if you ever run into the guy who helped us again thank him for me." Teefs

"We will, Teefs." Rocket

The sun set and Teefs was sent off to sea. Rocket made a grave site for the two friends he lost. After that, Rocket and Lylla left in their ship off to new adventures.

-.-

"Nat, I think you may have been a little too hard on the girl." Sarah Walker asked while helping me up.

"She has good form down, she is about a green belt in proficiency. Well if nothing else your not completely screwed if some guy tries to pick a fight with you. But you seem to hesitate a bit." Natasha Romanoff AKA the black widow.

"Sorry, Miss Leeds, I'm just not fully sure of my movements just yet. Thank you for the spar." I bowed, feeling my bruised side.

"Just call me Natalie, alright. You might want to put some ice on that or a frozen stake. So, how long have you been working on martial arts?" Natasha 

"About a week now. I recently got off the book I was using to learn."

"Well, that does explain the lack of muscle definition. I would have guessed you had been learning for at least a few months by your skill level. Quite impressive." Natasha

"Thanks, I do try my best." 

"Well, my last question for today is about you progress on your indie video game venture. Like what percentage of the game, do you have done?" Sarah Walker

"Uhhh, 30% I think. I just have the planning done. I have yet to make the assets or code the game. But I have a solid outline of what I need to do. I will most likely be done in two weeks. It's really not a big game. Now, advertising it will be a bit of a bitch. But I need to finish the game before really looking into ways of advertising."

"So what is the game about?" Sarah Walker

"You play as a night guard at a Chuckie Cheese-esque pizzeria, pizza, parties, and animatronics. The souls of victims of a serial killer hunt the animatronics. It is your job to stay in the pizzeria for 5 nights and survive from the onslaught of attacks from the animatronics."

"Well, I look forward to seeing the finished project. But you know you don't have to put a hard deadline on finishing your game. I just think two weeks seems rather short, is all." Natasha Romanoff

"I think giving myself a deadline helps motivate me to do more with the time limit I have than I would do without it. So, Miss Leeds, that was a nice spar, and thanks for all the help with martial arts training today. Can we do this again sometime?"

Nat ruffled my hair. "Sure, kid. I'll let Sarah know when I'm free for another visit. I'll email you a workout routine I'd like you to start after you get done with making your first game." Natasha 

"Well, that's all the time we have toady. I'm not going to be coming around again till August. I have just been flooded with work. If you have any problems, do give me a call." Sarah Walker

The pair of S.H.E.I.L.D agents left, I collapsed on the couch. Who told the black widow to go hard on my martial arts training? Well, at least it got me up to level 6 in the skill. Well that dose answer the question of Sarah Walker's real job. Fucking S.H.E.I.L.D agent. I honestly doubt she is a hydra plant. Well, I can't spend the rest of the day just flat on my back. Have to make money to buy out Stark Industries stocks. Uggh, okay, time to drive to the library with the new quick learner lifetime reward. I have a logic book to blitz.

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16 hours later…

Why was that book so much faster than the cookbooks? I was learning complex algorithms, and even with my quick learner skill, I think it should have taken me like 28 hours to finish the book. Ugh, okay, I'll stop looking a gift horse in the mouth. I drove back home at 2 AM. I'm somewhat shocked the library runs 24 hours a day. It was time for me to pass out on my bed.

July 11, 2010 

"Fuck, why does everything have to fucking ache when I wake up after a workout the previous day? Right goddam modlets." 

"Hey Chiaki, do mew need help getting out of bed?" Meicoomon 

"Nope, I can manage. So Mei, have any requests for breakfast?"

"Nah, I'm good, I'm still full from yesterday. Those ladies yesterday left some data-rich things around the house for me to snack on. Can you ask them next time to bring more of the cameras and fewer of the microphones? The mics have a lower data-to-junk ratio than the cameras." Mei said, spitting out a hairball of wires.

"You can eat electronics?" 

"If it is partially composed of data, I can eat it. Definitely not as good as the food you make. But it was kind of fun to try hunting down all the little devices. It really scratched some kind of hunting urge I had." Mei

"Right not going to think about that. I'm going to make some toad in the holes for breakfast. It's been so long since I had that for breakfast."

Spicy! +10 Mood for 3 Hours. HOT! It's like there's a 3-alarm fire in your mouth, and no one called the fire department!

Poof. I breathed out flames for a second. "That was so good! But the fire breath is a little concerning. Well, guess I won't use hot sausage for a bit. Okay time to get carcking down on learning righting skill."

I switched on my desktop and launched Refine_Writing.exe…

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24 hours passed 

"Hell yeah, level 5 Writing skill and all it took was not moving from the desk for a full 24 ho- ZZZZ. ZZZ. ZZZZ"

July 13, 2010 

Bad Night's Sleep: -15 Mood 6 Hours. Sleeping on a cheap bed would make any Sim grumpy.

I woke up to see four pages of the letter G on my writing program. I shut my desktop down and went to take a long bath. I ignored the letter G imprint on my forehead. After I eat leftovers from two days ago I deiceied to get to work on getting my painting skill to level 5.

"Paint me like one of your French girls." Meicoomon

"Digivolve into Meicrackmon, and we will talk about that kind of portrait work."

I then went to work learning the painting skill. How long can getting to level 5 of painting take?

July 18, 2010

I looked at my shitty art fun time foxy it had taken me 5 days and 4 large paintings to get to level 5 of painting. The frist painting got me to level 3. Then I hit creative block and getting through level 4 of the painting skill became a nightmare. I the end, I made §516 from selling off those paintings in my inventory. After that, I took a three hour long bath just to feel clean from all the paint I had to deal with. But I had finally gotten what I needed to for skill perecs for the Indie Game Dev career.

It was finally time to develop Five Nights at Freddy's 1.

-.-

July 2, 2010

"Clyde, we are going to have to place Chiaki Nanami on the do-not-tax list. Makes me sick just saying it." Baker

"Why was she being taxed in the first place? Doesn't she live in Japan? And isn't she dead?" Clyde

"She was dead. Then she was brought back to life in as an Artificial Intelligence based off the memories of her classmates. That AI was also killed or deleted what ever you would like to call it. Then her original corpse was taken by %!8$}( to be the vessel for a recently dead person who received a system based off a different world. That system has things called Lifetime Reward Points, and it lets the user buy things that can alter reality to the point wear we can no longer tax the individuals related to the household so long as that person is alive. It sucks we can no longer get any of her money. I was going to take so much money off of her." Baker

"How were you going to do that? She lived in Japan. And even if she lived in the USA. We could on charged her 8.72% of her gross income." Clyde

"Estate tax, I could of taxed the girl three times over for being 2 different in one body and having an AI Replica that she would also have to pay taxes for. And she was living in New York right in our jurisdiction. But no, she got the bull shit perk of NO BILLS EVER. That fucking included taxes. The world of the Sims is BS. I'm lucky most Sims don't have the self agency to get the No Bills Ever perk. Know what it's time to send out an oddet on Mel Jones. She is claiming a dependent that doesn't exist." Baker

"Oh, that seems like a pretty safe job. Where is Mel Jones living?" Clyde

"The Pink Palace Apartments in Ashland, Oregon. Also tell Sergei Alexander Bobinsky that he can't claim his rodents as dependents." Baker

"That's what's up with the oddet. The place has kids that disappear out of our system every so often." Clyde