Vicious Viral Vixen of Veronaville

Miss Ebola Virus

2006-10-30T21:00:00.000-05:00

Chapter 2

2006-10-30T20:20:00.000-05:00

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SGT Heather: Ebola, who is this you are talking to?

Ebola: Sssssh, I'm working on a host.

Edward Mellon: Who are you talking about? What is a host?

Ebola: Nothing, nevermind. So anyway the war is really all about oil.

Edward: No it's not.

Ebola: Yes it is. La la la la.

Edward: ::shrugs:: Whatever, you're weird.

SGT Heather: You know Ebola talking about controversial political topics really isn't the best way to find your host.

Ebola: Okay genius, YOU talk to them then.

SGT Heather: No, it doesn't work that way. Go, keep looking.

Ebola: ::grumbling:: Stupid, annoying...

SGT Heather: I can hear you, you know.

Ebola: Can you? Good.

Ebola: Oh, that guy is hot.

SGT Heather: That guy? He's wearing a lime green life preserver.

Ebola: ::glares:: I think it is sexy.

SGT Heather: Okay, I don't have to replicate with him. Go talk to him.

Ebola: So have you spent time in prison?

SGT Heather: ::smacks self in head:: You've got to be kidding me.

Ebola: ::hisses:: Go away!

Paul Kody: Who are you talking to?

Ebola: No one. So have you spent time in prison?

SGT Heather: ::walks away shaking head::

Ebola: So really the best thing to do is just drop a bomb on them.

SGT Heather: Um, Ebola. What happened to Paul?

Ebola: Nothing, I'm talking to Alex now.

Alan Hunicke: Um, its Alan.

Ebola: Yeah, that's what I meant. I'm talking to Alan now.

SGT Heather: Okay. But again, risky topic Ebola.

Ebola: Will you just let me be?

Alan: You are right! Dropping a bomb is the best way for peace! I mean it worked for Sim War II right?

SGT Heather: You've got to be kidding me. ::walks away again::

Ebola: What is your favorite mode of transportation?

Robert Futa: Definitely airplanes. My favorite part is the cockpit.

SGT Heather: ::gapes:: I give up.

SGT Heather: Oh good, you're home again. And you have life preserver guy with you.

Ebola: Ssssh, I think I've convinced him to replicate with me.

SGT Heather: Oooo, good!

Ebola: So, Paul, how much money do you have? Because if you haven't noticed this place is kind of sparse.

SGT Heather: NO!

Paul: I've got a decent amount. I could help you fix this place up real fine.

Ebola: So you'll be my host?

Paul: Um, what?

Ebola: ::turns to Sergeant in a panic:: What do I do?

SGT Heather: Quick! To the bed!

Ebola: Mmmm....uhhhh....SLURP!

SGT Heather: Psst, Ebola, replicate!

Ebola: Oh Paul, let's replicate!

Paul: Does that involve me putting....

SGT Heather: GAH! Yes!! Tell him yes! ::runs away::

SGT Heather: So I take it you've replicated?

Ebola: Yep, why didn't you tell me that was so fun?

SGT Heather: ::whistles innocently::

Ebola: So now what?

SGT Heather: Ask him to move in so he'll bring some of that money with him and we can get you some walls.

Ebola: So Paul, want to be my host now?

Paul: Will that involve you walking around dressed like that all the time?

Ebola: ::looks down:: Like this? Um, yes.

Paul: Then yes I'll move in with you. That was what you were asking right?

Ebola: Yeah, something like that.

SGT Heather: Well done Ebola! Well I've give you and Paul a little more time to replicate. I'll check back in with you later.

Chapter 1

2006-10-23T21:18:00.000-04:00

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Ebola: Woah, where am I?

SGT Heather: You are in Veronaville.

Ebola: Veronaville? Where the f--

SGT Heather: Woah! Language! We are somewhat family friendly around here.

Ebola: What do I care if you are family friendly? Who are you anyway?

SGT Heather: You can call me Sergeant.

Ebola: Sergeant? What are you the Sergeant of?

SGT Heather: If I told you I'd have to kill you.

Ebola: ::rolls eyes:: So what are you doing here?

SGT Heather: I'm here to tell you your task.

Ebola: My task? I don't want any tasks. I just want to have lots and lots of lovers.

SGT Heather: Well that is part of your task so listen up. You need to find as many hosts as you can (men) and replicate with them (have babies) before you destroy your host (they die). Be careful though. You are very virulent.

Ebola: ::rubs hands together:: Ooo, I like it! But won't they figure it out after a while?

SGT Heather: You'd think but you won't tell me and plus there's no cure for you and you are very mysertious. They'll never know.

Ebola: Great! When can I get started?

SGT Heather: Now!

Ebola: Wait a second what is all that stuff behind me?

SGT Heather: That's your house.

Ebola: House? Didn't you forget something?

SGT Heather: ::looks around:: Nope, I think I got everything important.

Ebola: How about WALLS??

SGT Heather: You've got walls. They are around your toilet and bathroom. You won't pee otherwise. Oh yeah and your phone is in there so it won't wake you up while you are sleeping.

Ebola: There's a phone in my bathroom?

SGT Heather: Yeah. Hey don't complain, that's a feature in most mansions.

Ebola: Yeah, well there's just one thing. Mansions usually have WALLS!!! Where are my walls?

SGT Heather: You can't afford them yet.

Ebola: Well get me some money.

SGT Heather: Can't do that. All your money has to come from your hosts.

Ebola: Well, find me some hosts!

SGT Heather: I will. Lets wait for the welcome wagon to show up first.

Ebola: Welcome wagon? What's that?

SGT Heather: They are the people who welcome you to the neighborhood. With any luck we'll find your first host there. They'll be here soon. Meanwhile, look around, check out your new digs.

Ebola: Oh God.

SGT Heather: What?

Ebola: You got me the crappiest counter in the world!

SGT Heather: Its not that bad and its all you could afford. It will get better, I promise.

SGT Heather: Watching some TV?

Ebola: Yep. Gotta' do something while waiting for that wagon to show up.

SGT Heather: Are you watching football?

Ebola: Yeah.

SGT Heather: Do you know anything about football?

Ebola: No. But their butts look really cute in those pants.

SGT Heather: Mmmm, this is true.

Ebola: Especially that guy there throwing the ball. Brady or something like that.

SGT Heather: Tom Brady?

Ebola: Yeah! Can he be my host?

SGT Heather: No! He's one of my Man Beasts!

Ebola: Your what?

SGT Heather: Nevermind. Just watch the game.

SGT Heather: Game over?

Ebola: Nah, I'm just bored. When is that wagon going to get here?

SGT Heather: The Welcome Wagon? Soon.

Ebola: You said that before.

SGT Heather: Ah look here they are!

SGT Heather: Well there is only one man so go talk to him.

Ebola: Okay. (to Curtis Ryan): Hi there. I'm Ebola Virus. I need a host to replicate before I become so virulent I destroy it.

Curtis: Uh, I think I'm at the wrong house. ::runs away::

SGT Heather: ::smacks self in head::

Ebola: What did I say?

SGT Heather: Try not to be so blunt next time.

Ebola: What do I do now?

SGT Heather: Call a cab. Its time to go Downtown.

Ebola: Hey! I know I'm a romance sim and all but I don't do that on a first date!

SGT Heather: Huh? Wha-? Oh goodness. That's NOT what I meant! Get in the cab!

Ebola: Dumty dumty dum. Ho hum.

SGT Heather: What are you doing?

Ebola: Waiting for a host.

SGT Heather: All righty then. That is where we'll leave you for now. Good luck Ebola.