Graymare Asylum (part 3)
Mar. 8th, 2012 03:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)

It's been a very long time since I've updated this. Thankfully, I'm pretty sure I have enough pictures for two updates, so another one should follow prior to hell freezing over.
Sometimes, life in Greymare is reasonably peaceful.

Ned: Schumann is the shit, bro.
Harvey: Yeah, whatever bro.

Charlie: Oh my gosh! Are these fine lines or wrinkles? How can I even tell the difference???

Virginia: Be vewy quiet! I'm huntin' halibuts!

Although sometimes, life in Greymare isn't quite so peaceful.

Abigail: Wayyyyy better than Real Housewives.

Peggy: I will drink you dry and suck the marrow from your bones. D:<

Abigail: I'm... going to go to bed.
News Flash: Abigail is a piss-poor caretaker. The End.

Virginia: ...

Ned: ...

Peggy: ...I'm at a loss as to what should be done about this.

Sometimes, I think Harvey is the only sim residing in Greymare that isn't completely useless.

Harvey: This macaroni was supposed to be BURNT to a CRISP. That's the traditional way to serve macaroni dontchaknow. >:(

Sadly, Abigail hasn't made all that much progress on achieving her LTW. As such, I'm afraid everyone will be stuck in Greymare for quite some time. Most of her day is gobbled up by this bubbly jerkface.

In fact, Peggy has already surpassed Abigail in terms of musical prowess. D:

News boy: Livin' in ecstasy, well when you're layin' down next to me. Ooh ooh wee, ecstasy...

Walter: *has a teleportation accident, presumably*

Chrome keeps telling me teleportation is not a word, but CLEARLY Chrome is MISTAKEN.

Charlie: Girl, you are crazy. Your ships are not real ships. They are ridicu-ships. McGongall and Ron? Bitch, please!

Virginia: How dare you insult. my. ships.

Charlie & Harvey: *abandon their own ships and retreat to the bathroom for safety*

Honestly, it worries me when Peggy makes this face...

...because I know this one isn't far behind.

Or this one.

No one should be surprised by this. No one.

Angelica: Whatcha lookin' at? B|

Harvey: So, butterflies are wonderful!
Walter:
Shut up. This is my secret OTP.

On a somewhat related note, I feel like these two have something going on.

Maybe.

Maybe.

Wooden bear: It's okay, bro. It's okay. You can do this. Just take deep breaths. It's okay!

Wooden Bear: ...



Okay. If you hate it so much, why don't you just take a crap in your pants from now on??

This picture has no purpose. I just liked it.

Peggy: You're wearing clothes! Haw haw haw!

Harvey: Oh my stars! She's right! The shame of it!

Abigail got the opportunity to play drums for a robot. Idon'tknowwheretheygetthisshit.
Also, I'm pretty sure that's not the most ergonomic way to ride a bike.
Abigail: I do what I WANT, damn it.

Charlie: Well, I am starving. I guess I should do something about that.

Charlie: This seems like the right course of action! Yeah!
Seems Legit.

Ned: *dreams of death*

Angelica: *dreams on the floor*

Thankfully, Abigail manages to learn how to ride her bike correctly and return home before anyone died of starvation, cremation, or exhaustion.

Angelica: So, I've been reexamining my feelings about matches!
Walter: Hay gurl hayyy...

Peggy: RAWWWWWRRR!!!

Poor Charlie needs a hug, I think. ;~;

Walter needs a hug too, but Abigail wont be giving him one any time soon.

Peggy: I bet you taste like cold, congealed B Negative!!!!
Ned: Oh my goodness! How dare you?

~Brand New Information~

Double Bass: Oh my! The horror! I can't look!

Again, no one should be surprised. Peggy reigns supreme.

Abigail certainly isn't surprised?

Not a single hug was given that day. ;~;
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Date: 2012-03-10 03:41 pm (UTC)I couldn't stop laughing the entire way through this... it's always worth the wait :)
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Date: 2012-03-12 05:35 am (UTC)I was so happy to see an update!