Sunday, April 9, 2017

Don't Ask 1.1: Oh, Never Mind




Kyle says thank you for coming back for the next chapter.

Kyle: Hey! I can talk for myself.

Okay.

Kyle: Thank you for coming back to the next chapter.

-.-

Oh! I forgot to mention that Iris moved in.
Iris moved in.
There.

Iris: My mother wants to know if this is a casual thing or if you ever plan on popping the question.
Kyle: You don't even have a mother. We poofed into existence a few days ago.
Iris: Well, if I had a mother, she'd be wondering if this were a casual thing or if you ever plan on popping the question.
Kyle: Maybe.
Iris: Maybe what? Maybe casual or maybe marriage?
Kyle: Maybe maybe. Maybe probably. Yeah.

Awkward laugh. I'd planned on inventing much wittier dialogue before this pic, make something that would invoke an awkward laugh.

Iris comes in and talks about marriage, and Kyle laughs awkwardly. There. That works.

End of awkward laugh into a happy sighing sound.

Kyle: Wait. Why was that funny?

Kyle decides to visit Salim's apartment. He has a bong.
That...explains a lot.

Roll Reveal: Mischief Managed
I suddenly realize that Kyle is supposed to pull a prank at least once a week! It's almost been a week! Ack!

There. It's small potatoes, but he'll get better.
BTW, that's the guy that whooped his butt at the end of the last chapter. (yes, he got his butt whooped) Sweet revenge.

Kyle: Dude! I just got the best idea after sending this chain letter to that jerkwad.
Salim: He is a jerkwad. What's your idea?
Kyle: You should totally go streaking right now.
Salim: What?
Kyle (laughing): Kidding!

Salim: I'll do it.
Kyle (not laughing): Man, I was kidding.
Salim: Nah, I'm gonna do it.
Kyle: Can't you take a joke?

Salim: Here I go!
Kyle: I'm not taking part in this.
Salim: I'm going!

Honestly, Kyle. It's Salim. What did you expect?

Nobody so much as bats an eye. They must not be surprised one tiny bit.

Salim: It's not that tiny.

That wasn't what I... Oh, never mind.

No idea if anything will come of this. There was a moment when I was afraid that Salim had the good trait and that this would be a bust, but he doesn't have the good trait.
Not saying he's not good in his own way...but...yeah.

Kyle: Hi, hun. What are you thinking about?
Iris: Nothing.
Kyle: Okay.

Iris (to guy behind her): Yes, this is my boyfriend Kyle. He's so nice.
Kyle (to Ezekiel): YOU AGAIN!
Ezekiel: What are you? Psycho? Do you need your ass kicked again?

Iris drags Kyle away after breathing fire for a while.

Iris: I want this chair.
Kyle: That is the ugliest chair I've ever seen.
Iris: You don't know ugly. Have you looked at your shoes?

Kyle: What's wrong with my shoes?

Kyle: Where's the vendor?
Iris: You don't have to have the vendor to buy it.
Kyle: I wanna haggle.
Iris: I want the chair.
Kyle: It's ugly. Who are we? The Goths?
Iris: Who are the Goths?
Kyle: Oh yeah. The Maker deleted all the major families. Anyway, it's too expensive.
Iris: You'll buy it if you ever want to help me clean up the whipped cream on my shirt again.



Kyle (glaring): I just spent over 400 simoleans on an ugly chair.
Adrien: Uh, sorry?
Kyle: I don't like your beard.
Adrien: Okay...

Kyle: What kind of name is Adrien anyway? Who do you think you are? I don't like your beard; I don't like your name; and I had to spend over 400 simoleans on a plumbing chair!
Adrien: Dude! What did I ever do to you?

Sigh.

(In actuality, I had to have him make 2 enemies for his aspiration.)

Wow. He really draws a crowd this time.
Funny how Adrien starts trying to make friends with him.

Back at home...
Uh, Kyle? Perhaps you might want to tone down the chain mail "fun." Adrien and Don Lothario both sending you death threats isn't what you really need. Or, what I really need. At least give me some heirs before you go and get yourself murdered in the night!
(sorry for lackluster Photoshop skills)

Until next time!
Yeah. Until next time, Kyle and Iris will be sleeping with the lights on. >.>

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2 comments:

  1. LOL those fights are funny.Glad Kyle won over Iris.

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    1. I loved writing that in. At first I was like, "how the plum am I going to fit this in and have it make sense?" Then... "Who says it really has to make sense? This is KYLE!"
      Me too.

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