Morning hijinxs and bad work ethics

 The next morning, just a few short hours before her first day on the job proved to be a very interesting one for Poppy. For some strange reason she was the target of a burglar. Being the bright bulb that Poppy is, she forgot to lock the door last night. In came the burglar sneaking all cat like around the house. It was an easy pick as she didn't have much to offer, so they stole her couch. A very groggy Poppy woke up and heard the commotion and looked around. She was terrified and instantly got on the phone with the cops. Meanwhile, the robber was just moseying on about as she watched helplessly as her things were taken. Just as the cops pulled up, the robber got away. Poppy was furious. Her morning was already ruined and she lost her comphy couch. She laid into the cop with all her frustrations. He offered no help what so ever and said NEXT TIME they would catch the robber.

After the incident, Poppy rushed to get ready for work. The clothes she was given just wasn't gonna cut it what so ever. She needed something that would make a statement, that she was both easy on the articles and.... easy on the eyes. So she picked a nice skimpy dress and thigh high boots and marched proudly into the building. She spent the day kissing up to her boss and absolutley got no where. In fact, she was doing a tremendously bad job. After work, she was ready to pop at this point with anger and spent a good while next to her bosses office window giving herself a good lecture. None the less, she knew she would prevail. The world needed to know about who lived in this town and all the dirty things they were up to!

Several..... several meltdowns later, Poppy was finally feeling a little bit better. Just a smidge. She wanted to cool off and thought of no place better but the pool. She took a quick dive in still stinky as could be and hopped out everything was great except.... her clothes were missing....

A lesson in over eating

 Later that day, Poppy decided she would go out again and get herself that job she was hoping for. However, upon arrival at the building for the journalism, she smelt the whafting tantalizing stench of the trash. Unable to help herself she dove right in and started digging around for what gold she could find. She managed to find a used couch. She didn't know what she could do with it, but none the less held on to it for the time being. She spent a few hours digging and nothing else of value came up.

After that, Poppy decided it was time for the interview. However, she hadn't had a shower or gone back home. Her body reeked with trash. None the less, she held her head up high, had a good sneeze and walked right into the building. To her amazement, she was offered the job. Back home, she was hungry again and decided again on three bowls of mac and cheese.

However, the night was still young. Poppy didn't need to be at work for another 18 hours. The Summer festival was in town and Poppy needed to get some anger out. Surely she could find some one to yell at with all her pent up frustration. Though, that didn't go according to plan. Poppy instead found the roller rink and instead spun around there, nearly falling several times. She wobbled all over the place and screamed. It was great.

In the distance she spotted a man standing in front of a plate and wandered over, at the time she didn't know it but quickly found out she had entered herself into a hotdog eating contest. She didn't know if she had it in her to win after scarfing down three bowls of mac and cheese for dinner. The constestants lining up, didn't quite like the smell of Poppy and kept waving their hands in front of their faces. She still hadn't showered after her trash dive. The bell rang and on they went scarfing them all down. Poppy naturally lost to the green man next to her. She tried her hardest but it just wasn't happening today. Her stomach had proclaimed she had too much to eat and she promptly upchucked behind the hotdog stand.

Conversation means conversion

 Back home poppy decided to have a dance to make herself feel better. She worked up such an appitite it forced her to make some food. She settled on three bowls of mac and cheese. After that she felt like going for a refreshing jog outside. She loved the cool breeze. After that though it was bed time for our dear friend Poppy.

It stormed badly all night. The next morning though, while looking outside Poppy noticed there were deep puddles. It drove her so wild she had to run and play in a few. As she was, she had remembered a spell suddenly she could do called a conversation spell. She bounced around a little bit more then with the gears spinning in her head she ran inside soaked through and through. She ran breathlessly to the fridge and rummaged around thinking about what cool ingredient she could have a conversation with. Then she plucked out what she thought was the coolest item she had. A raw meat patty. If she could get it to talk she would name it Patty.

She stood back, cleared her throat and hoisted her wand in the air, she said a few words and thrashed it about. The spell failed and she hung her head for a moment. Then she cleared her throat and threw her hand up in the air and recited the spell again. Sparks flew out the wand this time as she pointed it at the object. A big cloud of smoke, and the object suddenly was no longer a patty but now a truffle. Poppy was disappointed. It wasn't a conversation spell after all, it was a conversion spell. She wondered what else it could do.

Adventures in Poppyland

Adventures with the newly moved in Poppy.

I was very bored last night and had not played the sims for a good while. I haven't had a.... wild Sim since Hashtag. So... thus I created Poppy. I spent over an hour making her. Boy does she keep me laughing.

Her adventure starts out in river whatever. She starts off by needing to talk to herself (as I redid her house to a more reasonable look) then noticing she had no food she decided to go shopping. However, little Poppy is hot headed. Which means she enjoys to start fights with whomever. Poor lady sitting there enjoying the day got a taste of that as they spent a good bit arguing and Poppy exercised her right to smack her across the face. With an onlooker cheering them on, Poppy lost the battle. She couldn't make friends with the man as he was a celebrity and quickly grew bored of her and her non wealthy antics. So, Poppy took an angry ride home on her broom reflecting on just how she would mess with the town. She decided she was going to try tomorrow to enter the journalism field.

A rather wasted Sunday

  

Sunday morning sun came. The cats Bagel and Toaster were outside playing with each other. Bagel was showing Toaster the proper ways to beg while ensuring with a few added paw movements she could get the best treats desirable. Bagel always looked out for his little Toaster. 

Kalina on the other hand, she woke up feeling like the previous night was all a dream. She was still in a deep haze. Even more so in denial. As she pondered how to spend her Sunday, Bagel took the chance to show that morning's lessons live to Toaster. He got himself a nice hunk of cheese tossed down to the floor at him. Kalina was none the wiser that the cats seemed to be conspiring against her.

She did however, hear about a new place that opened up in town called the Sugar Cube. Rather than spending the day with science or working away she decided one day off couldn't hurt. She needed to feel... normal whatever that was now. The "dreams" lingered with her all morning and she tried her hardest to push them aside. She got dressed and headed out the door.

At the Sugar Cube, there was a tall, pale and handsome man behind the counter ringing up food. Kalina, shy as she might be was also determined to introduce herself. She had never before met a super natural and a Vampire... well, for science sake. She needed to know him better. On the surface, he seemed polite. Things quickly shifted though as she was hypnotized by him. Her eyes grew green and before he could further use her for a snack, perhaps even drain her, more people came in. He backed off and blinked at her a bit, then smiled. Kalina shook her head wondering what just happened and quickly got from behind the counter. Today just wasn't her day! 

Tomeka came up behind her and they exchanged some words. Kalina tried hard to be friendly with her this time, thinking they got off on the wrong foot the first day they met. Tomeka was kind enough to point out she was pregnant and the days were starting to be rough on her. Kalina on the other hand, couldn't understand because she was too focused on her job and the rush that science gave her that she hadn't even thought about having a family. This obviously upset the pregnant and very hormonal Tomeka. Next thing Kalina knew they were going at each other in a screaming match. Each judging the other for their choices. Kalina being ruthless didn't back down. By the end of it, they both hated each other. There was no hope for them to become friends after this. 

After the massive roof shattering fighting between the two, Tomeka took off in a hurry. Not wanting to fight anymore. Kalina realized that her entire day had been wasted. Albit a good distraction, but still nothing at all was accomplished. So much for trying to feel normal for a day. She sat down at th counter and treated herself to a shrimp plate before calling it a night and readying herself for the week ahead. For a few moments though, nothing existed but her and this wonderous seafood.

A not so welcome visit

 

The weekend was here, Kalina was being driven mad the second she woke up by the simple fact that she couldn't advance any further at her job. There was no work at all to be done. No matter if she plugged way at her PC being a workaholic. All efforts on the matter, at least for this weekend would be futile. She decided, in the spirit of such, she would need a hobby. 

After breakfast and playing with the two cats a bit, she went to the town mall. Each shop was curious in nature to her. She didn't have a lot to spend but she wanted to do something worthwhile. After spending much of the afternoon there, she decided to get a research station. If anything, she would be able to spend her life pursing the simple but complicated art that is science. She rather enjoyed the challenge of it all. 

Back home, after she finally had it all set up it was time to fiddle with her new toy. To see all that it could do. She loved every beep, sound and whoosh it made. She was sure within time she would discover what remarkable things the machine could do. For now, she was happy simply just to research and learn about it as well as learn about life. She could see all she wanted up close and even perform experiments. 

It was close to 2 A.M. when Kalina decided to call it quits with the research station. She was quite tired standing before it rubbing at her eyes. She saw some flashing lights outside and bolted after the door, intent on chasing them down. What happened next though... would be a story no one would believe. A beam of light came over her and against her will she was lifted up in the air. 

Poor Kalina was taken aboard the ship of madman aliens that enjoyed experimenting on the human race. She had heard stories always but never believed she would be a target. Now, she was living the nightmare. A few hours later she was brought back where they found her, though, not unviolated. An alien discharged from their ship a moment before promptly retuning  to his vessel after a very dazed and confused Kalina was put safely back on the sidewalk.

A new addition to the Sloss house!

 

Friday was finally here, the day started out smooth. As Kalina was filing some paperwork some one in a suit and tie stopped her for a moment and asked if she would like to switch jobs. To which she declined. As much as polishing podiums and rising the ranks in government sounded quite fun, it simply wasn't what she had envisioned for herself at the moment. She couldn't be CEO of the free world, she wanted to be CEO of a company. The man asked one more time, and she once again declined. 

She left work though feeling a little defeated. She was so very close to a promotion but her drop in mood kept it at bay. It was there for the taking but now she would have to wait the whole weekend out, it make her antsy as hell. Back home though, she was growing hungry and was feeling rather lazy. She settled for making some mac and cheese, however, due to her focus on how she was her own worst enemy at the moment, she actually burned her dinner. Now she was going to have to eat burned mac and cheese. As she sat down to eat it she hated it. It was all wrong.

Nighttime came and she was restless. Nothing to work on, nothing to do. Her mind was racing. Something was missing. She got on her computer and browsed around a little bit, it was then that something caught her eye. She was browsing the adoption forums and her eyes settled on an orange little kitty. Bagel didn't have anyone to play with, she was gone for long hours at a time and it might be nice to have another furry companion running around. She made up her mind and put all the adoption info in. She decided the cat was going to be named Toaster. 

Toaster arrived that night, all washed and clean. She was an adorable little stray orange tabby kitten that turned into a full grown cat the next hour. Her kitten years were behind her and she was ready to start her life as a little hunter alongside Bagel. But first, they had to have a few tumbles to see who was the dominant one. In the end though, Bagel accepted her. The pouncing and playfullness continued on for a good portion of the night as both cats were becoming used to each other.