All last chapter you were complaining about your back. Now I get into game and see this?
There’s a reason I don’t take you seriously.
Rhyan: Sounds like a personal problem. Shouldn’t you be somewhere else? Like, far away?
She had me there.
Diago: I’m back, bitches!
Let this be the last time.
Melisa: I’m not sure why I’m here. I’m just gonna go read a book or something.
NO. I’ve got plans for you.
The include getting your photography to level 10. Just because I’ve never actually done it without the help of the tablet which is definitely cheating.
Diago: I was an adventurer too, until I took an arrow to the knee.
You okay there buddy?
Diago: Just fine. I’m just gonna… sleep this off.
He’s fine guys. Look, the darts are gone!
Diago: Finally I have found the throne room of the Jersey Shore cast! Or some blind guy. I mean honestly, who hung those curtains?
With all of those ancient coins, Diago was able to buy this super cool tent.
And use it to sleep in the town center. That is the Lemons way.
I skipped through this entire tomb because it seemed so boring. Of course the one time I take no screenshots something interesting happens. Helloooo, mummy behind you!
Diago: I’m pretty sure the point of this puzzle was to only open the jade colored coffin.
Yep I realize that now.
Diago: I guess that means if I die it’s 100% your fault for being dumb.
Diago: Why do you smell like garlic? God that’s disgusting.
You just had to go and insult him. He was just going to ignore you.
Diago: Don’t worry, I’ve got this.
Diago: YEA? PUT EM UP BUDDY.
Mummy: YOU ARE NOW CURSED.
Mummy: IN 12 DAYS YOU SHALL DIE!
Diago: No! Not the garlic breath!
Diago: OH GOD IT’S IN MY EYES.
Diago: Who knew I would get to fight my first mummy in China.
I’m pretty sure getting cursed constitutes as a loss.
Diago: I might be cursed but I still got to fight a corpse wrapped in garlic gauze.
And after that I had Diago do what he was supposed to all along and open the jade coffin.
And of course he got the crap beat out of him again.
Diago: It’s time to fight fire with fire. No more getting beat up by dead bodies and rock coffins.
Diago: EH!
Unrelenting POWER!
After that unbelievable show of strength we are back home. Diago is finished in China YAY. I got so tired of being there that I pretty much stopped documenting his trip. We spent longer than 2 sim weeks there and 2 sim weeks of nothing but sims 3 puzzle solving is… less then a good time.
Diago: I BUILT THIS WELL MAKE SURE TO PUT IT SOMEWHERE NICE OKAY BYE!
Diago: And I packed this up in my suitcase. Nice job, stupid mummy! You might have cursed me but now you have nowhere to sleep!
Diago: The bad news is now that I’m cursed I have to sleep here.
That is definitely not how it works.
Rhyan: Don’t mind me, just visiting the shower potty.
Diago: Aye girl, come let me show you something.
Diago: Enter my coffin of loooove.
Melisa: You didn’t see anything.
You’re right, I was too busy watching this fiasco.
Rhyan: THEY’RE EVERYWHERE.
Rhyan: HOW DO YOU GET RID OF BEES?
Sadly, she did not follow in the maid’s footsteps and run off the lot never to be seen again. A girl can dream.
The well actually blended in nicely with the rest of the landscaping.
Rhyan loves busting up household objects.
Rhyan: I’m just upgrading the fireplace to be fireproof. Just a weird feeling I have.
Breaking the tile around the fireplace will surely make it less susceptible to spontaneous combustion.
Diago: This is the best show on television.
Melisa: Your only saying that because he wears a monocle.
Not true. He’s saying that because his mother wouldn’t allow TVs in the house when he was younger so he doesn’t know what’s good.
Diago: Do you smell that?
Melisa: All I can smell is this creamy caramel macchiato and that’s how I like it.
How do you feel about making that a roasted caramel macchiato?
Rhyan: Awh shit, I knew it! If you would have let me finish the upgrade we wouldn’t be in this situation.
Aren’t you a firefighter? I’m pretty sure you can handle this.
Rhyan: Have you never heard of work-life balance?
Melisa: Hurry, before the fire reaches the fancy and expensive jewel collection!
Melisa: OMG is it getting worse?
Rhyan: I swear to god you people never stop complaining.
Melisa: It burns! I believe this is the end!
Diago: The fire is out babe.
Rhyan: Whew. Alright, no more lighting the freaking fireplace. That thing is a death trap.
The little fishy survived. He even got a nice little homemade furnace made under him.
Rhyan: Fortune cookies are a lot of fun until you have to make them yourself.
Rhyan: Something new will light a spark in your life.
Rhyan: God damnit.
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