Round 1: Capp 3

Round 1: Capp 3
An Heir and a Spare Tire

Not only have Regan and Cornwall Capp been booted from the Capp Manor, they've also been saddled with Regan's mooch of a brother Kent. Let's see how this branch of the Capp family is doing...

Me: Wow, you guys don't waste any time do you?

Regan: We're hoping a new baby will help us patch things up with Father.

Me: Good luck with that.

Regan: Kent, it's time to get over this silly flirtation with the Monty woman. Get out there and meet someone that you could seriously marry.

Kent: What do you think of these omelettes? I found the recipe on Simeril Lagasse's website.

Me: Avoiding the question, nicely done. If I may make a suggestion, there is a lovely young lady in Strangetown named Kristen Loste. She's a Fortune Sim who wants to own five top level businesses. I think she'd be a perfect addition to the Capp family.

Cornwall: Excellent idea. Kent, you better get out there and find Miss Loste.

Me: Whoops. You need to lay off the eggs, Kent, and start hitting the gym.

Me: Get a room, you two.

Cornwall: Didn't you get married recently? Shouldn't you be getting on with the baby making? You're not a spring chicken, you know.

Me: I've only been married three months. I still have time. And why am I discussing this with you? Mind your own business, pixel boy.

Kent: I swear, Titania, they go at it all the time. They're like rabbits. It's sickening.

Me: Your constant woohooing has paid off, Regan. Now maybe you and Cornwall can give the furniture a rest.

Me: Zeeshan! There's hope for Zoe Zimmerman after all.

Me: Here's Philip Peau, another one of my custom townies.

Me: Kent, are you greeting everyone who walks by?
Kent: Yes, I'm hoping Kristen will walk by or that I can become friends with someone who knows Kristen.
Me: Well, you're in luck. Amanda does know Kristen. She and Kristen's roommate, Erin, are good friends.

Amanda: I used to date Jason before I met my husband Ajay. Isn't he a hottie?

Kent: Why, yes, he is.

Me: I desperately want to get Jason and his brother Waylon into this hood.

(Aside: Okay, Jason and Waylon aren't technically brothers, but they have the same last name, Menon. As you'll see in the Monty updates, I've decided that townies with the same last name are related. I may even use the SimBlender to set the relationships.)

Kent: Titania, I met the loveliest lady. Her name is Amanda, but she's already married.
Me: You sure do talk to Titania a lot.
Kent: She's one of my best friends. Do you mind?

Me: Sorry.

(Apparently, Sims can earn hobby enthusiam in their sleep. Kent is now eligible to visit the Cuisine Hobby Lot.)

Me: What's for lunch, Kent?

Kent: It's not lunch. I'm entering the food competition.

Me: Ah, let's see how your "blackened" tuna does.

Me: It's no surprise that the hobby leader wins. I'm not really impressed when his competition was burnt tuna, spaghetti, and a bowl of cereal.

(While Kent was at the hobby lot, his replacement was born.)

Me: Welcome to the Uberhood, Sebastian! Let's get the baby spam out of the way...

Me: Aww...isn't he precious?

Kent: What am I supposed to do with this thing?

Me: You could start with feeding him.

Kent: No way! That will only lead to a poopy diaper.

Me: Kent, the kid's gotta eat.

Kent: But not feeding him would solve my problem. This kid has to go. It's bad enough that I have to share a room with him. Now he's going to get whatever inheritance Regan and Cornwall would have left me.

Me: I'd watch it if I were you, Kent. Scheming uncles don't fare well in Shakespearean plays.

Kent: Are you kidding me? There's no way I'm marrying my sister! I need to get out of this house.

Me: So you decided to visit your father's restaurant. Hey, you and your dad have the same suit.
Kent: Of course we do, I swiped this from his closet. He's got so many, he won't notice.

Kent: Someone left this sandwich around. I shouldn't let it go to waste.

Me: Yeah, there are starving children in Takemizu.

Kent: Well, that wasn't very filling. I'm going to head to the beach.

Me: Kent's trip to the beach gives me a good excuse to show off my favorite community lot, ruthless_kk's Victorian Boardwalk at MST2. It works perfectly as a beach lot in Belladonna Cove. This is the street view.

Me: And here is the beach view. The beach is swimmable. In the background are other Victorian lots by ruthless_kk. If you like Victorian architecture, ruthless is a must!

Kent: Desdemona, what are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in school?
Desdemona: I'm skipping. Please promise me you won't tell my mom, Uncle Kent.
Kent: Of course not.

Desdemona: Thanks, Uncle Kent, you're the best!
Kent: I wouldn't dream of telling your dear mother that I ran into you at the beach and that you bought me lunch.
Desdemona: *cursing*

Kent: This tartlette is good, but not as good as the ones at Father's restaurant.

Me: Filet mignon! Desdemona has expensive tastes. I feel sorry for the poor saps that try to date her.

Kent: Oh, your aunt mentioned something about a birthday party for the ankle-biter. I'm sure she would want you there.
Desdemona: Of course, I wouldn't miss Sebastian's birthday for the world.
Kent: You've got cab fare don't you? I'm sure you wouldn't mind if I grabbed a ride with you.
Desedmona: *cursing

Regan: Your mother tells me you are doing very well in school. You've brought up all your grades to A+.

Desdemona: Well, it's easy when you got geeky boys who think you're hot doing your homework for you.

Regan: *facepalm*

Me: Happy birthday, Sebastian!

Cornwall: What a fine boy!

Me: Ah, well...he certainly takes after you, Cornwall.

Me: Consort still likes playing with his grandchildren.

Me: Nothing happened here. I just like this shot of Hermia and Juliette.

Kent: Father, since you have a piano at your restaurant, I was thinking I could play there in the evening for tips.

Consort: I don't think so, Kent. I have a feeling you play piano about as well as you cook salmon.

Me: I don't believe it! Kristen is walking by at random. Hey, Kent, get out there and meet her!

Kent: Father is blocking the door!

Me: For the love of Will...

Me: Finally, contact!

Kent: Why, Miss Loste, I believe you have been found.
Kristen: *giggles*
Me: You had a freaking week, and that's the best opening line you could come up with?

Me: Kristen wastes no time trying to get in good with the real leaders of the Capp family.

Me: And it looks like she's hooked. This is only a pairing the Alphabet Twist could produce!

Me: Sebastian doesn't even know how to talk yet!

Me: And if he has to depend on his uncle for training, he won't be learning anytime soon.
Kent: Could you keep it down, kid?

I sent Kent all over the neighborhood, trying to find Kristen, and she just happened to walk by on the last day I played his lot. I do have the teleporter hack, and I use it to teleport in friends and family, but I won't use it to belp Sims meet Sims that they don't know. I feel that would defeat the challenge of the Alphabet Twist.
And yes, I know it's been a month since I updated. Blame my brother-in-law. He's gotten me hooked on Mafia Wars and some of the other Facebook games. Anyway, Romeo Monty's lot is up next. Stay tuned...