Castle Leek
- 36, pansexual
Being out at sea can be lonely at times, and I’m just really looking to find that special someone to come home to.
Everyone else submitting sims for this competition: Let me make this super suave, totally desirable sim that is a musician or something equally cool.
Me: LET ME MAKE YOU A MIDDLE-AGED CRAB FISHERMAN THAT DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO BE SOCIAL. THEN GIVE HIM A NERDY NAME.
But I love him, and go root for him, everyone!
San Mulberry
“Inside this San Mulberry bachelor pad, a new Bachelor is waiting for 10 contestants to arrive- and to hopefully find love.
Who am I, you ask?
I’m your host- Fret Pitchells and this is Berry of Love!”
I am so excited for this to start!!! It’s always such an honor to be a part of what Caitlin does!!!! 💖💖💖💖
Lubomir: [heavy sigh]
Granite: You talked to the lover guru too, didn’t you?
Lubomir: The future is bleak my friend. Am I doomed to never find love in this lonely world?
Granite: Oh berry… you realize that this guy is a total quack, right?
Altair: Wait, are you serious? You’re just going to quit?! I even gave you advice on how to get to her.
Clover: Oh berry please tell me that you didn’t. You promised you wouldn’t meddle.
Altair: How can I not meddle? I just want you to be happy, Clover.
Granite: I think I’m just… going…. to… [slinks off]
Altair: Are you at least finding someone to connect with during all of this? [plops down]
Clover: [mumbing into cup] Maybe, maybe not. They’ve been a little weird about the whole thing. But hey, who knows? The love guru said my love life is going to suck major berry balls anyways.
Altair: Clover how many of those drinks have you had?
Clover: Hmm… maybe one… two… or three? I don’t know. Who’s counting?
Altair: Clover you should probably–
Clover: Oh hey, it’s Fox. I should go talk to him. So, nice talking, but you know… gotta go find true love, or whatever it is that I’m supposed to be doing here.
Altair: CLOVER!
Clover, being the girl she is, decides to eat her feelings.
Granite: What’s with the glum face?
Clover: The Love Guru just told me that my love life looks bleak.
Granite: You don’t really believe him, do you?
Clover: He is kind of the expert here?
Granite: I think you make your own romantic destiny.
Clover: You’re probably right.
Granite: Clover, I get the feeling that I’m not that person for you though.
Clover: [chokes on noodles] Come again? Are you eliminating yourself?
Granite: Let’s be real here, we’ve had a whole 3 successful romantic interactions this whole thing. I think it’s better to just call it quits and stays friends, don’t you?
Clover: I guess that’s true… man this feels weird.
Single Date #1 – Granite
Granite: How are you so good at foosball?
Clover: I grew up in a house of all boys. It became amazing out of necessity.
Granite: …Foosball is a necessity?
Clover: Heck yeah it is. I could get Bonsai to do anything if I beat him at foosball… or darts… or just about anything. Man, I made him do a lot of really weird stuff… like one time bet him if I could beat him at street hockey, he would have to eat a whole potato raw.
Granite: You sound like you were an interesting sister to have…
Clover: You could say our house was far from dull.
They ended off the night telling stories more stories about their childhood and knocking back a few drinks.
Granite: It’s a really nice day out. That’s pretty rare these days.
Clover: Right? Since Seasons came I feel like it rains more than anything.
Granite: Want to take advantage of it and cloudgaze with me?
Clover: That sounds nice!
Granite: Psst, you’re Clover’s best friend aren’t you?
Altair: Uh, yeah. How are things going? She’s not being too scary, is she? She can be a bit difficult to get close to.
Granite: Do you have any pointers?
Altair: Oooh, you’re sneaky. Trying to get insider information.
Granite: You… can just forget that I asked.
Altair: I love my girl, but she needs all the help she can get. All right, if you make it through this round, next one is single date. Her biggest weakness? Pistachio ice cream. Don’t you forget it.
Group Date #2 – Flea Market, Waterside Warble, & The Bluffs
Granite: You should totally sing.
Clover: Um, no. Sorry. Dancing is more my speed. But you are more than welcome to.
Granite: I will if you sing with me.
Clover: … Okay, fine. I’ll sing with you.
Granite: Oh good. I have to warn you, I am absolutely the worse at this.
Clover: [laughs] You’re in good company then.
Clover: [offers both Lucas and Granite a rose] Umm… I’m sorry Duke, this means that you’re the one going home. Thank you for the lovely cat videos!
Berrybloomsims 