Jon Lessen was flaunting the fact that he was not doing right by his paternally obligations. He had not paid his child-support in ages and was living in a mansion collecting guitars and other items that he could sell to make his child-support. And to top it all off, he was boasting about all his stuff on Simtagram. Thus the Watcher decided to teach him a lesson that well, he soon wouldn't forget.
First a few well-timed lightning bolts...and a few meteors to destroy his three cars (he had three cars and he was complaining about child support which amounted to maybe a couple thousand simoleons a month to keep his kids fed and clothed) and turn them into scrap. Then the Watcher dropped a lightning bolt on him. Hmmm...he was standing in water...Ooops.
Watcher said, "My bad...sorry 'bout that, eh?"
The resultant thunderclap and Grim's arrival brought over the neighbours who came over running at the sight...trying to figure out how that happened. Not much sympathy when Grim intoned. "Maybe...you should have paid...YOUR CHILD SUPPORT instead of buying three more guitars. YOU ARE MINE!!!"
No amount of begging to the Grim Reaper would suffice, he wasn't a Genie dressed in ill-designed clothes. He'd had his three chances to pay his child support and failed each time. Uno Dos Tres, No substitutions, exchanges or refunds...his soul was the Reaper's to do with what he may. Adios Jon.
The next day, there was no trace of what had happened the night before except for there being one less sim in Riverview. Susan went out to the garden to keep up her gardening skills. And Haruo...well...he made vegetarian chili yet again. Still haven't learned from the inferno, eh?
Well, it looked like Toshiyuki required more scrap again.
I'm sure the neighbours approved.
...and Haruo, well, he spent time with River...
How romantic.
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