Tag: sim: consort capp

Jennifer might be a bit rusty, but she’s shaking it off pretty well. And meeting new people is a good palate cleanser after her brother all-but accused her of being a life washout. Take that, Daniel, bet you couldn’t chat up two hot rich people in one evening. 

She has 3 bolts with Consort, but seems to have struck more of a rapport with Mr. Big over here. He keeps calling her. 

Tybalt: Did you… bring my grandfather with you.

Ellen: APPARENTLY I DID. Yeah, so we’ve kind of been talking on the one a lot the phone, so he’s technically my friend now, and since you made reality fall apart around us when I brought Romeo over, I hope despite reason that’s… not… weird? 

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She played herself, because then Tybalt spent the rest of the evening rolling wants to interact with Consort, and she had to go home without so much as a makeout session. 

Ellen: I think I might be seeing a red flag here.

I might be doing a disservice to Ellen’s bio by having her party so much, but what’s the use of being smart, pretty, and soon rich if you don’t enjoy life? She’s going to be a succseeful lawyer with a huge diamond on her ring finger, being bored in her dorm room on Friday night won’t make it happen any sooner. Also, tips don’t hurt.

Consort, for his part, had already had his sights on making Hal into another Capp overachiever, and pissing Goneril off is just a cherry on top, and gleefully lets Hal move in. 

Hermia: Deal with the devil and all that, cuz.

Hal: Go three days without a warm dinner and then judge, okay?

Hermia: I’m just saying, don’t let him get to you, alright? And be ready to say goodbye to the fishnets.  Grandpa will want you to look like a well-mannered youg Cappling before you know it.

Hal: You’ve been wearing facepaint for as long as I remember, I doubt he will care about my style that much.

Hermia: But I’m a giiiirl, Hal, girls get to look cute. You’ll notice that Tybalt always dressed like a younger version of Consort. He’s feeling pretty bold now that he’s in college, actually, he got green frames.

Hal: Hey, I know you’re feeling all smug and world-weary, but do you really think tut-tutting me hours after I ran away from home because I couldn’t stand it there is helpful? At all? You really think you’re being kind by making me feel like shit?

Hermia: …sorry. I’m not trying to scare you for fun, just… don’t get too caught up, you know? Grandfather has a way of making you feel like disappointing him is the worst thing in the world, and then he can leave you high and dry, like your mom-

Hal: HERMIA.

Hermia: Okay, i’m sorry, shutting up. Just… don’t ever be a Tybalt, okay?

Hal: Does he know that everyone in the family uses him as a cautionary tale?

Hermia: Cuz, have you met his new girlfriend? He’s about to get more cautionary than ever. 

Not much happened for the rest of the round – Hermia kept rolling wants to call Mercutio and Miranda every single day,and I decided to get her started on a writing career. Her first novel sold badly, but no duh, she probably reedited her two-years old Outlander coffee shop au. 

Consort mostly worked, but he also hit up Downtown to have some fun, and went on a date with a downtownie. It was nice, and she ended up repaying him by throwing an ugly old chair into his living room in the middle of the night.

Really, half the time in this household is spent on walking to and from carpools and trying to force the butler to trim the damn bushes. I’m looking forward to Hermia going to college/Tybalt and Juliette returning.

Over at Capp Manor, where not much is really happening, Consort invites Juliette, Tybalt, and Tybalt’s new girlfriend over. He was very interested in meeting her, and was relieved to see she’s not another hippe (he likes the Summerdreams just fine, bless them, but that kid of theirs needs to toughen up, and get a real job while he’s at it) .

Tybalt: Ellen’s a Business major, but she’s got her eyes on a Law internship, too. Right, babe?

Ellen: Yeah, I think having experience in both fields gives me a headstart. It’s much easier to spot good opportunities that way. 

Consort: That’s a very ambitious plan.

Ellen: Sure, but it’s doable. Whenever I think that I need a break, I just remember that most people are too fucking stupid to read what they’re signing, and that it’s basically free money from the second I pass my exams. 

Tybalt: Ellen! 

Ellen: Quit your bitching, you know I’m joking. Seriously though, last week we were writing mock contracts in class, and my professor didn’t even spot the clause that would let me fire someone with no severance package if they have posted to Simstagram since starting employment, or blogged about being vegan. Sure, it would go pretty badly if they decided to sue, but most people don’t have the money for lawyers in the first place, so…

Consort: *quietly threebolts*