Friday, September 11, 2009

Mal and Belle: Wake-Up Call

This is the true story of Mal and Belle...

So, we left off with Mal and Belle sleeping, after their first day.

Mal comes to his senses, and realizes what went wrong with his whole life.

Around 2 AM, Mal wakes up, even though he is still tired. In spite of common sense, Sims can't sleep on the sofa; the best they can do is nap for 3 hours.

After waking, Mal decides to have a midnight snack.

Mal sneaks off to the closet to get his sharpest axe.

After that, he decides to get back to reading that romance novel. Mal doesn't feel quite as uncomfortable, now that Belle isn't watching him.

Sharpening his axe with vigor, Mal grins. Tonight will be a devious and bloody night indeed.

Ho ho, he's in for a surprise.

Belle is the first person he takes revenge against. She throws her hands up in horror, but she cannot stop her fate.

Belle comes walking in like she's possessed, sits in front of the TV, and starts watching a nature show. Mal puts his book away in great annoyance. Can't a guy just be left alone to read a book?

Laughing loudly, Mal races out the front door, seeking other victims to murder.

Eventually, sleep catches up with him, just as day breaks.

He started with the children, the pesky wormy brats. Mal shows no mercy in his slaughter.

So he heads off to bed, grouchy and discontent.

Meanwhile, Belle wants to work on her charisma skill, so she can charm everyone in Congress. She starts working on her serious poses...

Their parents, full of anger, blindly rush towards Mal with their guns and chainsaws. But Mal and his axe are no match for them.

... and her innocent poses.

Blood marks every corner of the walls. Mal breathes in the smell of the fresh blood and, invigorated, heads to another house.

And when the carpool pulls up and honks her, she's off in a flash.

Police cars begin piling into the street, but Mal makes a hasty retreat up a hill.

For she has a dream. A dream to unite the town, to end injustice, bring hope to mankind...

The police give chase, their police dogs racing after him. 

... to hold a beacon of light to peoples of all nations, creeds, and dress colors, to give everyone a chance to succeed...

Mal, however, leaps into the rushing river, swimming with arms of iron against the swift currents.

... and most importantly, for everyone to be her closest, bestest friend!

But Mal did not know the river was filled with broken beer bottles, and as his foot brushed against the riverbed... wait, what?

And so, daringly, she enters the courthouse, destiny approaching her.

Oh, dear. This story is depressing. Hold on, that's not what happened. Let me try again.

Wait! There's nothing in the courthouse! It's just an empty building! Ha ha ha! You just got suckered, Belle!

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