Daily Archives: August 28, 2018

Timmy 02

Ruby wandered around her “empire”, checking to see what else had been deleted or changed. The border buildings lining the 4 sides of the sim seemed to remain intact, thankfully. Starting clockwise, she decided to save the church in the northeast corner for last, wanting reassurance from other spots before checking. It was *her* church. They couldn’t take *that* away from her. Else she’d have nothing left here really, she understood. It was her *core*.

Her mind wandered along with her feet. I never loved Tin Tin anyway, she thought. This was all just so silly. Let Gwin and Tin Tin run off together into high, blue tomorrows. What does she care. It wasn’t really his face, which was not so much two toned as just beveled, each side catching the light in a different way. It wasn’t that he still ate with his mouth open at times, despite her best efforts at training him. And that nose! Not really the appearance but what he does with it. Yes, let Gwin have her soldier boy in his stiffly starched khahki uniform (as Gwin described it earlier — Ruby hadn’t seen Tin Tin since he enlisted at the beginning of the weekend). Other options will open up.

She remains confident if still a little heartbroken.

And there’s her church coming into view! It remains as well. She breathes a heavy sigh of relief.

Yup, the ground had also been lowered here. Difficulty even getting up to the front platform.

Time to be reassured on the inside as well. She opens the huge, creaking door.

—–

Yes! So beautiful.

Like walking into the face of God.

Hold on. Who’s this?

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Timmy

Timmy knows he most likely shouldn’t be here. But he still can’t help himself. Such a fascinating place. And so close to “home”. Besides, the owner never seems to be around — no way to get in trouble. Most likely.

Display! Like he’s a doll, tehe. But only one pose. He’s seen others of this type with several. In fact, nothing in here except a couple of couches and a lounger seem to have any poses in them atall.

Eyes and brains, pheh.

This rock log never seems to get any smaller. Despite the constant chipping away.

Timmy can’t help but think there’s something kind of sinister to this place. Like evil objects with the evil removed. If that makes sense. Barren evil.

Time to stop hanging around here and go back to his church. Getting sleepy.

Just caddycorner. So close, so close.

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