Posted by Gravecat at 11:29 pm under Gaming, Sims 3. Comments (2)
(This was originally posted in June 2009 over on my old LiveJournal, but I’ve decided to resurrect it for a re-post here on Gravec.at. I also recommend checking out the original LJ comments thread for a similar homeless Sims misadventure with MycroftB’s Minnie Stickyfingers: “And still, when she walks up to a stranger’s house, covered in her own excrement, not having even been near soap in weeks, carrying a few bags of garbage, and asking to be let in, they’re still stupid enough to invite her inside, where she steals their TV and pisses all over the carpet.”)
Meet Hobo McHoberson, the latest unwelcome and generally unliked resident in an otherwise fairly pleasant town. His personality traits include Inappropriate, Slob, Clumsy, Loser and Mooch, and his life wish is Gold Digger, which I think involves marrying someone rich and then offing them to inherit the money. Silly Hobo, rich people would never marry someone as ugly and smelly as you.
Day one was fairly productive. After moving in and immediately starting a fight with Xander, the neighbor, Hobo decides to get into the swing of things and beg for food, with resounding success. Not merely content to insult a stranger and eat his sandwich, Mr. McHoberson invited himself in and started making inappropriate advances towards Xander’s girlfriend, begging her for money, then finally just giving up and raiding the fridge. Look how happy he is with those stolen beans! And after a long day’s harrassment, it’s time to take a nap in someone else’s bed.
After a pleasant sleep, more lewd advances, followed by assault and further begging, and to top it off, Hobo’s depravity knows no bounds as he tries to get it on with someone twice his age before the residents finally get tired of his stench and eject our hero from the premeses, with stolen book clutched firmly in grubby hand.
It was a pretty good first day, with several free meals and a whopping ยง6 mooched from the unfortunate neighbors. Sometimes, I wish my life was as awesome as Hobo McHoberson’s. Don’t you?
Mycroft — August 19th, 2010 @ 5:29 am
Oh hey, saw this in my feed. I meant to comment that oh hey I remember making a homeless sim once too, but found out I already commented all about it. I was rofling reading what I already wrote.
I continued that sim or another homeless sim and got along swimmingly. She still carried around bags of trash and was covered in her own excrement, but she also got quite handy at gardening on her empty lot, growing onions and garlic to munch on before social situations.
I found the library to be incredibly useful. Not only are there books of every kind there to study for some skillups, they also have self-repairing bathrooms and computers. My sim could go in there and bang on the sinks and toilets for hours, finding new upgrades, getting achievements for upgrading x items, etc. And the computers – on the internet nobody cares that you piss yourself regularly (and some even like that). Plus my sim became a bestselling author with dozens of books out there, and could become a millionaire on royalties if I’d continued. But still mooch their way into someone’s house, swipe a tub of ice cream, plop on their couch (which later has to be burned) and watch soap operas until they’re kicked out.
Mycroft — August 19th, 2010 @ 3:46 pm
Also, http://aliceandkev.wordpress.com/ is further interesting reading on the subject. Not as bizarre as mine, but touching and sad.