My creator always said that when this happens, we have a problem. She decided to have a panic, after getting her hopes up so much from discovering the ability to play us again.
After having a squeeze on a stress ball she gathered us all together and piled us into a newly built house. She said that this would cure our glitchy problems of freezing every so often. I believed her.
Mummy grew big suddenly, I was quite shocked when I discovered this. But a new member to the family sounds cool. Like muffin cool, not cookie cool. I'm hoping for a baby sister. However, this is when the creator realised that moving us had not cured the problem. So she only had one option left. Move us to another neighbourhood.
And here we are now in Sunset Valley! The home of horrid premades and saucy minxes according to our creator. Dad said that we needed to have a family bonding time, I just rolled my eyes as every time we try Hades interrupts with his annoying xylophone playing. Curse brothers.
Although he is quite cute for a greeny with a vague hint of evil in his eyes. Pity he doesn't know which end of the stick to use.
With a new change of scenery and a whole new height of adventure in store for a new town. I had a change of clothes. A miracle right.
Perhaps one day we can go sailing. Sadly boats haven't been invented ever. Maybe they can become reality, I hear Earth has them now.
Mum and Dad are still gross. Mum says making out is one of the things my Dad is good at. I feel sorry for Hades, he just can't escape. Whereas I am free to roam wherever the panties I like.
Dad is skilling constantly for his job. I don't have the heart to tell him that staring at a board will magically move the pieces. He believes in some weird stuff.
Mum won't shut up sometimes. I can hear her whispering and giggling away down the phone. I wonder who she's talking to? I hope she's not trying to arrange me on a child date. Who needs one of those eh?
Most of the time I take solace in my painting. I've only just started but I feel like I was born to do this. These soft strokes on the paper. The swirls of colours. It just feels right.
Finally I was able to visit the place I most dreamed about. The art gallery. Mum and Dad wouldn't usually let me go by myself. But they were mentioning something called woohoo and bananas so I just got the hell outta there.
On the way through the park, two strange women approached me. I was rather scared, they were giving me weird looks and kept nudging each other saying 'that's him'. I ran home very quickly after that.
When I got home I found Mum trying to teach Hades to talk. It's a long hard trek but someone had to do it. How the grim reaper is something you want to learn is besides me though, must be Mum's warped brain acting out.
Paint, paint, paint. Gotta love some paint. If Sunset Valley was made of paint I'd slip and slide all over it. That sounds like fun.
Dad's trying to become a cook. I must admit his meals are pretty decent. Slightly on the crispy side though, I don't know whether Stu Surprise is meant to be like that...Mum wasn't impressed. Must be the hormones.
She says that Dad isn't very good at much. Only woohoo and kissing. I still don't know what this woohoo is. I don't think I want to find out either. Sounds pretty bad.
I think Dad tries very hard to be good though. He's constantly trying his best with Hades, maybe that's because he didn't seem to pay me much attention when I was young. He apologised and blamed simselves.
Just before I ended my adventurous day I decided to have some bonding time with my brother. He's very sweet and annoying.
But I love him.
