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So I decided to do another sporking

I'm a mean, cruel bitch and I wanted to spork another story because I enjoy watching the 10s and 12s cry. :]

Nah, I was bored, and I didn't want this community to die. So I'm going to let the haters hate, the bitches bitch, and the judges judge. There's a good chance there'll be another sim secret about it this week, but I'll take that chance. I'll be sporking in this lovely turquoise colour, 'cause it matches my sweater. Also I thought the story was lacking some details, so I added in my own. :]

Link: Bitches love sporkings
Title: Fame 1.1
Author: topvideo
Description: Fame 1.1  Well that's a helpful description that will allow me to guess what will happen in this story. :]

So... Forget Me.... Yeah... About that. It was getting lame... and All my Idea's were low... and then I accidentally deleted the lot... and then... Welll Im SORRY! So this is my makeup story. Why is there random capitalization? This can not be good. :[

Out of all places, I was HERE, In Hollywood! I could hardly believe that I had won that contest in a stupid trashy magazine. My mom had always told me that those were scams, but I guess I proved her wrong!. I grabbed my luggage, and settled them down. I wanted to make sure they were comfy in their new environment, after all. "Welcome to the main house. All the actors live here." The (doesn't need to be capitalized) woman said. She was Delilah Hendrick, the most popular Co-Producer anyone could ever have. Ever. I read about her pet alot on my friend Lily's popular gossip website, called PopGossip. Nothing could ruin this moment! I dragged my heavy luggage into the room. They cried out in pain, for being dragged across the ground was not a pleasant experience, but I ignored them. I froze as when I saw the three beautiful teenagers were sitting on the long white sofa in the large, spacious living room. Somebody had turned the TV off, which was a good thing because Dr. Phil's show was about to come. I hated that show with a passion. They seemed to all be in a relaxed pose, except for the blonde girl with a ponytail.

Is that Christina Delroux? Oh my god. It was. I'd know those blue eyes & red hair anywhere, for she was the only person in the world to have them. I quickly turned away from her, to make her feel comfortable, as she wasn't wearing any clothes at the moment. "Hi. I'll be playing Rebella Coture in the show..." I say quietly, trailing off a bit. I knew playing my character (who was a rebel, hence the name 'Rebella') would be awesome, but what if Christina Delroux thought it was dumb? "Ugh. No talent new kid who gets the lead role, and I don't?" The blonde girl says angrily. I got a bit annoyed there. I had talent, dammit, I was special! I knew this because Rachel Berry had told me that being a part of something special makes you special, and being a part of this was certainly something special.

"Chill out, Marty." Christina said cooly. Christina was the Queen of Cool. All she had to do was look at something with her icy blue eyes, and it would immediately freeze. My heart nearly dropped to the floor when she talked, and I made a mental note to get the hole in my chest patched up before we started filming. It would be totally embarrassing if it fell out while shooting a scene! "No, you chill, Delroux!?" Marty spat back, still angry. Marty obviously thought she was the head bitch in charge here, and I was worried about what would happen if Christina continued to try and steal that position. It would not be pretty.  This girl had issues. "Uhm, I see I'm causing a bit of trouble." I say softly, and turn around. I didn't want to get involved in their fight for the position of Head Bitch in Charge.  "It's cool. As long as you clean my room." A boy in the corner says sarcastically.

They all chuckle. I don't, because I did not get the joke. What was so funny about having to clean this boy's room? He probably had pron magazines and condoms all over the place.  "I'm Marcus. Your dorming with me. I'm older which makes me the superior of the room.(comma, not a period)" He says. I roll my eyes. Oh great. A bossy freak. I hated him already, yet at the same time I was strangely attracted to him.  "What's your name?" Christina asks. But not as attracted as I was to her. Again, my heart drops. Oh my god. I really need to get that hole fixed up, I thought. I just embarrassed myself in front of Christina Freaking Delroux, FFS. "Newgirl- I mean, Kenzie. Mackenzie." I say, shaking a bit. "Nice." She says. I smile, a bit happy. "Thanks." I was just admired by my idol!? I was frozen a tiny bit. This was a bit awkward."Alright, Well, I'm going to unpack." I say, picking up my stuff. I walk upstairs, and listen from upstairs. I wanted to hear everything Christina had to say, because she was just so awesome, and I wanted her. "She's so stupid." I could hear, and that was obviously the blonde girl. "Be nice." Christina;s voice echoed into the large house.

"Okay, it's time for reahersal. Your final stage to getting in." Delilah said, smiling. Are you serious? I just got here?! Where was my free t-shirt and complimentary bowl of fruit?! I sighed, and followed her directions. We walked outside, the evening breeze swooving (um, what?) all over.

They all sat down as I entered. This is going to be harder then (than?) I thought. I had no expression on my face. "Okay, do the best part of the scene." Delilah said. Oh. The kiss. Wait a second. I'm kissing that dry brained bossy little asshole? Your kidding me, right? . Marcus got up. Dude, he likes to pick on people often. I roll my eyes. Of course they decide to rehearse the kiss. They couldn't have chose the scene where they all get eaten by zombies? I had been practicing that scene for weeks, and it was my favourite part. Evidently they did not share my opinion.

I had memorized most of the script already, having read it numerous times because I enjoyed that zombie scene so much. "I'm so glad to see you again, Rebella!" He says, following the script. "Yes, I am too... But... Look, Kevin. When you left e, you left me with no help. So why are you comming back now?" I ask, in a convincing tone. "The zombies have already stolen my heart, and my brain!" "She's good." Blondie whispers. She had a dreaded expression. "Alrighty. Girls?" Delilah asks.

"Terrible?!" Blondie shouted, angry again. I could tell she was confused, though, because she had added in a question mark. Ah, shaddup, no one wants your opinion?! I think, unsure of whether they want her opinion or not. I stare at Christina. "You did really good." Christina replied. I smiled. "I think you're fantastic." Delilah says. "Yes! I'm in!" I say smiling.

I walked out of the room and over to my dorm, and heard chattering from another dorm. "I need to destroy that girl. She thinks shes all that, prancing around like the best actor in the world." I heard blondie mumble. Oh boy. This is not going to be an easy job. Luckily I had all the things I needed hidden in the lining of my suitcase. I knew exactly what was going on. Blondie was jealous because she thought that I would steal Christina from her with my superior acting skills.

Thanks for reading!

PLEASEEEE! Sign my guestbook. Kthxbai!
My prediction is: Kenzie and the guy will hook up, but she secret has feelings for ~Christina~. Blondie realizes this, however, and is convinced Kenzie is using her ~talent~ to steal Christina from her, and therefore will try to put a stop to Kenzie.

Also, I think I might make a new Christmas!themed banner with Leah. :]


( 12 comments — Leave a comment )
Dec. 2nd, 2010 01:59 am (UTC)
ngl, when I saw the name "Rebella" the first thing I thought of was "rubella."
Wow, this was just...wow. No exposition, a really predictable plot, and no expressions on their faces. Unfortunately, the story will likely not end in Kenzie/Christina, because every love interest ever is introduced as a jackass who gradually becomes lovable because, duh, he's lyke totes supah-hawt!!!!1eleventy!1
Dec. 2nd, 2010 03:08 am (UTC)
I really like it when you guys add the extra lines. The stories are so much more entertaining :)

By the way, I about lost it at the "pet alot." Someone reads Hyperbole and a Half, don't they?

My question is this: why is a girl going to be sharing a room with a guy anyway? If this is a dorm, wouldn't he be in a separate dorm, or at the very least have his own room? Where are the other guys? Oh, wait, it would be harder to have "fun sexy timez" if she didn't share a room with her eventual love interest *eye roll*
Dec. 2nd, 2010 09:09 pm (UTC)
Is it just me or do a lot of these reality shows (or whatever the hell it's suppose to be) put underage mixed genders together a lot?

Also, how can they tell just how good or bad someone is at acting from just one line from them? Is Miss. Kenzie just THAT good?
Dec. 3rd, 2010 08:51 pm (UTC)
If she is just that good, that might make her one step closer to being a Mary-Sue.

About the underaged Sims: maybe they want to test out their hacks-but the exchange doesn't allow stories that use those hacks. They don't really seem to be checking for things like that anymore, do they?

Also, I noticed she has a story titled "My Own Personal Twilight."
Dec. 15th, 2010 11:14 pm (UTC)
Great sporking! :D
Loved this sporking. This story was horrible.
The one thing that doesn't make sense is why they would put a boy and a girl in the same room. I mean, no one does that, for obvious reasons.
Jan. 1st, 2011 03:56 am (UTC)
Ahh did the big bad trolls put you guys out of business? *Plays world's smallest violin, and cries crocodile tears*...I say it's high time that somebody put you guys in your place...Are you twits so bored that you don't bother trolling the BBS anymore? *Tsk, Tsk* I'm sure that noone in the BBS community has missed any of you dimwits and your vile insulting comments that all of you just love to throw out at other simmers...Again I personally find it amusing that your precious little site is going down the toilet just like most of your stories...
Feb. 1st, 2011 12:42 pm (UTC)
Re: Boo-Hoo
Funny you mention the "vile insults". Yet you're here, anonymously insulting the sporkers..
Remember this saying.. "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind." :)
Feb. 11th, 2011 11:57 pm (UTC)
Re: Boo-Hoo
Oh boo-hoo are you upset because an Anon is "insulting" your kind? Well get over it...You guys suck..I'm sure that the Anon commentor is not the first nor will they be that last to insult you freaking idiots...Deal with it toots
Feb. 14th, 2011 11:57 am (UTC)
Re: Boo-Hoo
Actually, I don't think she was upset.
Let me put it another way - A pot calling the kettle black.

The sporkers have obviously moved on to better pursuits, but you are still here, calling names. That's all.

Jan. 13th, 2011 05:08 pm (UTC)
We died? God dammit, I didn't mean to leave for so long.
Feb. 12th, 2011 04:30 am (UTC)
God Awful
What the hell is swooving?
Freaking awesome sporking. Zombies are my passion, by the way.
It would be awesome if my brother walked into my house as a zombie and just ate my brain.
God, I just realized how horrible that would look in third person view.
Oh, god.
Jun. 5th, 2011 04:33 am (UTC)
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