In which Kaleeko wishes Berry the BEST OF BIRTHDAYS, in a thoroughly awkward way that shall once and for all prove she is willing to make a fool out of herself to express her love for the sweetest simmer on Earth.
I hope your Birthday wishes come true, my dearest, for you deserve every last one of them. ♥ Love you!!
(Source: mykoalaface)
My pic aren’t as nice as yours considering I use a laptop, but I hope you like.
I didn’t think anyone would actually post anything there for like, ever… AWWWWW.
Excuse me, I need to go melt in the corner. T_____T ♥♥♥
(Source: sumoree)
This is an entry I made for an Equus-Sims community contested hosted by Kaleekalo. The horse is LEC/ILA Call Me Constantine — the sims is my self-sim. As you can see, he is a total brat.
I am still squeeing!! ^_____^ This is so adorkable. I love this guy!!
Oh god is Mere going to die soon? D:
Well, not soon-soon! But, she is reaching an age where all these loose ends that’ve been bothering her for years are ready to be resolved. The fact she never gave Chandra a proper burial was one of them, so I had to fix that. ^^
I do keep lightly plugging that there will only be one death this season of Desperate Sims—gotta keep you all on your feet guessing who the lucky one is, heh. XD
Gosh I am such a horrible person…
“Rest in peace, Chandra.”
“See, that wasn’t so bad?”
“Mere, I have dirt so far up my fingernails my head hurts.”
“I know, but…? Hmm?”
*sigh* “Alright—you were right. I do feel… better.”
“Same. I just hope that she does, too.”
“I do.”
Getting morbid! :D
Hahaha! A bit, yeah. ;) Jeb and Mere’s past is a little shady. A few skeletons in the closet…
So to speak….
Perhaps slightly literally.
*cough*
“There are easier ways to do this, Mere.”
“Yes, I know… I just feel I owe her this much.”
“Owe her? You don’t owe her anything, Meredith! She framed me for murder. She tried to kill you. If anything, she owes you, for putting her out of her misery.”
“That’s horrible, Jeb! I can’t believe you’d say such a thing.”
“Then tell me—what do YOU owe HER?”
“I owe her… freedom. She’s paid for her crimes.’
…
‘It’s time to forgive.”
“Meredith. You are many, many things, but none of them is a murderer. You are a brave woman who made a hard decision to try to protect this family. I’m so sorry I ever put you in this position. And even more sorry I ever doubted you.” — Jebidiah Kane, “Guilt and Innocence”
“Her? You mean, Chandra?! That’s not good, Mere. You should forget about her.”
“I know, but Jeb… I’m not sure if you noticed, but we’re getting old.”
“Another fact I don’t take kindly to being reminded of.”
“Yes yes, you old fogey. But what I mean is—we don’t have much time left to fix our mistakes.”
“Some mistakes can’t be fixed, sweetheart.”
“Well yes, but this one… I think—I think I want to try.”
“You know, Jeb, I’ve been thinking.”
“That’s encouraging.”
“Hey now, I’m being serious!”
“A first,” he smiled. “Alright, I’ll bite—what about?”
“Don’t be upset, it’s not a big deal—I’ve just been thinking about.. you know. Her.”
“GGRAWWAAAARRRRRGGHHH!!!”
“AAH—BLOODY HELL, MEREDITH! Are you trying to kill me?!”
“Nope. Just reminding you you’re alive.”
“I’m grateful for the thought, but dear—I think I knew that.”
“Don’t seem to act like it much, lately.”
… *grab* *dip* *kiss*
“Ahem. Nevermind! Still kickin’.”
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
*snore*
Tick, tock.
Tick, tock.
*snore*
