The Lonely Island Chronicles: Episode 8 – ‘Seasonal Affective Disorder’ (Part 2)

Lonely Island was created and owned by Rflong7/13, but was taken over by some undead Simmies for a bit of peace and quiet after involuntary resurrection from Ivy Hill Graveyard. It includes some others escaping from their own ‘life issues’, and is a sanctuary for the much maligned Butterfly of Doom and many other misunderstood species of Sims nature.

‘Blimey! Thank plumbobs that’s over with! Had that earthquake gone on for much longer, all my fillings would have come out! Lucky this place is made out of the best quarried granite.’

‘But not everything around here is made of stone, Elysia! We’d better get out quickly and check on the holiday base camp – those old log huts could have been shaken down into matchsticks!’

‘I agree, but first, we need Ms Farber to change out of that Lemon Party t-shirt she’s wearing. I for one do not want any rescue operation of tourists to be used as some sort of party political stunt.’

‘Oh come on, Felicity, there could be people trapped and you’re worried about a t-shirt?’

‘Haily, please just change out of it into anything else and let’s get going!’

One quick Wonder Woman twirl later…

‘Happy now, barb wire knickers?’

‘Mr and Madame Speaker, I must protest that Ms Farber is being deliberately obstructive at a time of national crisis for Lonely Island.’

‘Agreed – for pity’s sake, Haily, don’t you have something a little less dysfunctional?’

‘Goats and monkeys! There could be Simmies lying injured or trapped under their dwellings, and you wish to confer over the nidgetty of Haily’s attire? The next motion within this chamber shall be henchforth the end of my sturdy brogue upon your fundaments if you do not make haste outside this instant!’

It wasn’t an earthquake that Lonely Island had undergone however…

It was something far more fun!

But the Lonely Islanders weren’t to know that as they ran off to investigate.

‘Innit marvellous? Everytime there’s a disaster at Jazz-Hands, one of the bloody Mares turns up to gawp!’

‘You think you have problems, Elysia?’

‘I’ve got one of them really screwing me over!’

Over at the base camp however, the situation was far from critical, and the island’s only tourist frying up a storm on the barbeque were the only steaks that were high. This left the natives with time to notice the addition to their surrounds and exclaim…

‘Ooo, shiny!’

‘But what is it?’

‘Some sort of Mayan Totem Pole unearthed for the new era?’

‘Bwehehehheheheh! Just what this island needs. A giant ancient Aztecy phallus next to the tourist camp. Should bring us lots more visitors!’

‘Switch, really!’

‘Gordon Bennett! Don’t any of you lot keep up with the news? It’s a Weather Stone. They’ve been popping up all over the place over the past month only in areas where there’s a lot of supernatural activity going on. Those involved with the occult can use them to create special weather effects. Which means another thing…’

‘You don’t mean…’

‘Yes Klammis – say goodbye to the era of perpetual sunny skies. For good or ill,  Lonely Island now has a weather system!’

Part 3 To Follow