A Quickie Bachelor Challenge - Day 1

A Quickie Bachelor Challenge

It’s not what you think ... well, not quite.

Meet Alistair Digitalis. He’s the lucky Bachelor for this Challenge. I called it a Quickie, because I played it right through in one day.

According to the Bachelor Challenge Rules*, Alistair is a lonely Romance sim who is looking for a lucky lady with whom to share his life.

*found on the Sims 2 BBS, posted by PA Vicky

Before we get started, here is an aerial view of the lovely Bachelor Pad that I downloaded from the Exchange especially for the occasion. It suits all purposes for the most part, except the bathroom arrangements. I end up changing them early into the Challenge, as you will see.

Day 1:

The ladies – all seven of them – pile out of the taxi and even though it’s raining, start getting to know one another. Alistair is being pointedly ignored and appears to be feeling a little left out.

In a fit of pique, he throws a temper tantrum and gets into an argument with Annabelle ... over dessert, of all things!

Everyone is on Freewill the first day and some of us know how to amuse ourselves, although Jennifer and I sound like a pair of doused cats. The only controllable sim, the Bachelor, is called upon to perform a few minor, but necessary functions, such as Open the Buffet and hire a Maid and a Gardener. Otherwise, everyone may wander and mix as they wish.

Meh, everybody’s a critic ...

Some schmooze with the Bachelor, while others admire the Bachelor’s Pad ...

Pinkie: “So, Alistair, what do you think of kissing on the first date?”

Foxy: “Di place minds me ah di red-light district, eenuh.”

Spike: “Hey, I worked the red-light district, too! I think it’s the gaudy, pink wallpaper and the blousey-but-tasteless decor.”

Foxy: “True dat.”

Mary: “Who’s making breakfast tomorrow?”

Rats. Alistair comes back to the table for dessert. My sim self doesn’t look too happy about it. I think she thought she had avoided him. I created this guy to be likable, but neither me nor she seems to be clicking with him. He’s too ... I can’t seem to put my finger on it.

Alistair: “Has anyone ever told you that you have nice lips, baby?”

Hmm ... I might have just put my finger on it.

Annabelle: “Excuse me, you two? People trying to eat here?”

Jennifer: “Ooo! I like your lips, too, Ali-baby!”

Ali-baby? I think I’ll go eat the rest of my dinner over on the couch. Or better yet, in one of the bathroom stalls. That way I won’t have far to go when I toss my cookies.

Ahh ... Devine Justice strikes shortly afterward when Alistair tries to play the electric guitar in a rainstorm. Hahahahahahahahaha! I nearly fell out of my chair! Too bad I wasn’t in time to get a picture of the ‘lucky strike’. Hahahahahahahahahaha!

Alistair: “It’s not that funny!”

Yes, it is. Especially this next part when you don’t make it to the potty in time. Hahahahahahahaha!

This little incident seemed to bring the arrogant Alistair down a notch or two, and I began to like him a little better afterward. A little.

Next morning, Mary finds the keg.

“Juice is good for breakfast, right? Very healthy!”

Yup.

And this is the point where I had to do an emergency remodel of the bathroom. Spike shooed everyone out and autonomously took a long, leisurely bubble bath.

Since I’m not allowed to control the contestants, we reciprocate Spike’s lack of courtesy with a few rounds of vicious gossip to pass the time until she gets out of there.

... and then everyone became incensed over the fact that I took away the shower stalls and put up individual glass stalls – very convenient, very classy. Hello? Everyone can get to the potties now. And the showers. All together with no shooing or foot-stomping in frustration.

Really. You can’t please everybody and sometimes you can’t please anybody!

Noon rolls around and Pinkie is the first contestant to be cut with a score of 24/12. Then it’s Hot Tub time!

Note To Self And Others: Allow the Loser to peacefully leave before trying to order the rest into the hot tub, otherwise the Bachelor is left bubbling all by himself as her friends bid her a fond good riddance – I mean, goodbye.

Tune in tomorrow for Day 2: The Chats. Excited? I know I am ...