#marcel davis

[averagenderedmanta]

Hallo! Mein Name ist Marcus Iunius Brutus Caepio, Leiter Kundenzufriedenheit im Römischen Reich.

Und heute zeige ich ihnen was auch Sie mit diesem Messer erreichen können.

[buckleysims]

Carmen’s housewarming party proceeds in the most predictable fashion. They eat and talk and drink and laugh, but despite the jovial atmosphere Westley wants nothing more than to leave. He feels lost here, his mind- and his heart- trapped miles and miles away. Locked, it slowly dawns on him, with a new mother and her baby daughter in a hospital room across town.

“What’s wrong? Where are you going?” Eugenia pouts as Westley extricates himself from her grasp. All night she has clung to him like glue, but this time as she rises to follow him West shakes his head and pointedly motions for her to sit back down.

“I need to make a phone call,” he explains. “Alone.”

“Are you coming back?” she whimpers.

Westley hesitates, but glancing around the room full of strangers he smiles and says, “I sure as hell hope not.”

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[buckleysims]

“Welcome to my new apartment!” Carmen beams, beckoning Westley into her housewarming party. “Come in, come in. I have a surprise for you!”

West pauses, suspicion emanating from his narrowed gaze. “For me?”

“Yes!” she exclaims, and grabbing his arm Carmen lowers her voice to a brisk whisper. “I heard about you and Gena. She was furious with you, and frankly I can’t blame her. However, she and I had a little chat yesterday, and...”

“Hi, West,” Eugenia waves to him from across the room. “I was hoping you’d be here. Carmen said you would, but I wasn’t sure that you’d want to see me again. I wasn’t sure that I wanted to see you again either, but I guess I’m more forgiving than I realized,” she laughs and exchanges a smile with Carmen. “Anyway, do you think we can talk sometime tonight? Y’know, privately?”

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[babafeder]

Bitch ich komm mit ganz großen Bündeln voller Banknoten

Du mit Computernerds, die sich schwul anhör'n wie Franzosen

kollegah

[buckleysims]

My project last night, Marcel Davis. Newly minted Bridgeport resident and self-made millionaire, he sold his startup software development firm to the implacable Benjamin Blackwell for a pretty penny, and in turn used his windfall to buy the Bridgeport Strikers major league soccer club. He now divides his time between managing the team and trying to convince the rest of Simerica that football soccer really is a fantastic spectator sport worth their time, loyalty, and enthusiasm (and money).

Anyway! I didn’t feel much like creating a new sim, but I need another character for my story before I can continue writing it so I downloaded this handsome fellow from @heavensims​ and tweaked him a bit to fit the role I have in mind. I’m really happy with him, and I am so excited to “officially” introduce him in Pixel Rust and actually get the plot moving forward again. So yay for progress! :D

[ice-creamforbreakfast]

The lovely Marcel, by @heavensims!

[heavensims]

Adult Marcel next to his teen version.

[heavensims]

Marcel Davis, a normally affable young man was none too pleased when his parents announced that they would be moving from Twinbrook, the only home he had ever known, to a small island town he had never even heard of. It all looked grim indeed, grimmer even than the foggy mornings of his beloved bayou, until he saw Finley smile. Suddenly the world was bright again.

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