Muervado 4

Abuelita! Mira, se vino el gringuito
(Grandmother! Look, the white man is here)


Yo adivino que duerme
(I guess she is sleeping)


Umm... Hola? I... I no speako espanol... Do-You-Un-der-stand?


Ayy ehhmm... bueno, como te vas senor?
(Well umm... Okay, how are you sir)


Umm I don't understand you... No ummm. Damn I should've paid more attention in Spanish class!


Ayy quieres bañar!? Vente!
(Ohh you want a bath!? Come!)


Mira! Es viejo pero funciona muy bien no!
(Look! It's old but it works well!)


No that's not what I said! Why the f%#& is this happening to me!?


Bueno, te consigo el agua!
(Okay, i'll get you the water!)


Marianella went to fetch Michael his water and quitely went to sit down where her grandmother had sat only a couple of hours before.


Michael reluctantly bathed in the old tub as Marianella calmly sat near the unlit fireplace that almost burnt down her families hut a few years ago. She dreamed of "El Señor Gringuito" as she waited.


"Umm, Señora?" Michael called out sheepishly, greatly embarrassed to be alone in a small hut, naked, with a woman he had just met as a man who could have been any relation to her, that already hated him, lurked outside.


Ayy Señor, ya estas terminado? Que rápido no?
(Ohh sir, already you are finished? How quick you are)


"Ummmm!" Michael was extremely embarrassed. "Yo needo... um el... ropa?"


"Ayy Senor... la tienes chica no" She was a bit disappointed. "Hay ropa por allá"
(Ohh Sir... You are small aren't you) (There is clothing over there)


She pointed to the clothes line behind the young man.


As Michael got dressed Marianella walked toward the bed in the hut to check on her granmother.


As Michael finished getting dress Marianella began to scream and shouted "Ricardo!! Vente por aca ahora mismo!" (Ricardo!! Come here right now!) with pain in her voice.
"What now you stupid B&*#@" Michael was high frustrated with the language barrier at this point.


"Maria!" Said Ricardo with a firm tone


By the time Ricardo arrived Michael was standing next to Marianella! He was more interested in her pain than accusing or threatening Michael.


Ayy Ricky!!! Abuelita esta muerta...

Muervado 3

Michael slowly turned around to face what was behind him.


Several feet from where Michael stood was a mysterious off blue creature


The creature was disfigured. He had blood all across his face and was missing a bottom lip. He snarled and growled at Michael as if he were some kind of canine.


He looked down at his feet to see if he could find any possible weapons... No luck


"Ayy un MUERVADO!" She screamed out, a fatal mistake.


In an instant, the beast charged at Michael.


But suddenly a gun fired, and the creature clenched it's stomach


It then fell to the young man's feet and ceased to move.


Michael was mortified.


Suddenly a dark, thin man who appeared to be about 18 with much resemblance to the woman emerged and shouted
"Ahora usted pinche cabrón!"
(Now you little bastard)


Michael, a man who's life had been threatened for the 2nd time in the course of 1 minute was ready to die.


The woman quickly ran to the gate crying
"Ricky no! Solo es gringo, no Muervado!"
(No Ricky! He's just a white man, not a "muervado")


"No! Marianella! Regresate al hogar ahora mismo!"
(No! Marianella! Go back in the house right now!)


"Cálmate Riquito! Es inofensivo, y un poquito guapo tambien! Y ya sabe de el Abuelita pues."
(Calm down Ricky! He's harmless, and kinda cute too! And Grandmother already knows about him.")


"Bueno, pero sabes que dicen de los blanquitos Maria! No se puede confiarlos!"
(Fine, but you know what they say about those whites Maria! You can't trust them!)


"No le escuches Señor Gringuito! Es celoso, secretamente, quiere ser blanquito! Solo molestando Señor. Pásate"
(Don't listen to him! He's jealous, secretly, he wants to be a white man! just kidding sir. Come in!)


"Cállate Marianella, pinche puta estúpida! No puede entenderte! Es gringo, recuerdas?"
(Shut up Marianella, you stupid little w#@%&! He can't understand you! He's American remember?)


"Ayy Verdad! Se me olvidó!"
(Ohh right! I forgot!"


She opened the gate and said
"Pásate!"


She then began to walk toward the hut.


Michael followed with a smile on his face.


The man stood at the end of the gate with hatred in his eyes and whispered out loud
"Pinche puto cabrón gringuito blanquito!"
(Little white b#%&* American b@$%@&*!)

Giving Credit where credit is due!

So, if you have been reading my new story Muervado, you may have realized that my native Peruvian sims live in a very eccentric hut. It is very nicely made, but was not made by myself.

Therefore I would like to give thanks to it's creator, -Shady- over at MTS2.com
http://www.modthesims.info/member.php?u=1603428


She makes very quaint sims 3 houses and lots, like the one I use for my story along with sims, genetics, and clothing, both for the Sims 2 and 3!

I highly suggest you guys go check out her stuff! She's awesome XD

Betito and Sergio, 2 NEW uploads XD

So due to popular demand, I decided to finally upload Betito and Sergio Tyler to the exchange. Rec and/or Download Please ;)


Betito - http://www.thesims3.com/assetDetail.html?assetId=2413936

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Hair - Peggy
Skin - Subaxi


Sergio - http://www.thesims3.com/assetDetail.html?assetId=2413937

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Hair - Peggy
Skin - Subaxi
Sleepwear - MTS2 (Sims 3 section)

Muervado 2

Michael arrived at a small property with a couple of small structures.
He treaded carefully


Abuelita! Todavía se sienta en su silla y hace nada. Pienso que debe
irse a descansar
(Grandmother! Your still sitting here in your chair doing
nothing. I think you should take rest.)


Quien es usted de decirme eso, hija!?
(Who are you to tell me, child!)


En serio Abuelita? Tenemos que pelear así cada noche?
(Really Grandmother? Do we have to fight like this everynight?)


Y mija, tengo que decirle cada noche que solo soy vieja, no chica?
(And my child, do I have to tell you every night that I am old, not
a little girl?)


Ay!! Chinga!! Que se fue!?
(Ohh! f&*%! What was that!?)


Ayy! La chingada! No me digas es un de los cabrones!
(Ahh! F%$#! Don't tell me it's one of those bastards!)


Bueno, pero pienso que habla! Esos putos no hablan!
(Yeah, but I think it's talking! Those b#$%&@$ don't talk!)


Ayy y no tengo que adivinar... Va a investigar! Que estúpida es usted chiquita!
(Ohh and I don't have to guess... Your going to investigate! What a silly child you are!)


She walked quickly but carefully to the front gate of the small hut


Ayy Abuela!!! Es gringo!
(ohh Grandmother!!! It's a white man!)


No usted se deje entrar el!
(Don't let him in!)


"PLEASE LET ME IN! I'M STARVING AND I HAVE NO WHERE TO GO" Michael screamed from behind the gate


The tall dark skinned woman stepped a bit closer as Michael pleaded


Sufra Gringito! Sufra que sufrieron mis antepasados!
(Suffer white man! Suffer what my ancestors suffered!)


Ayy no Abuelita! Pobre gringuito es pues!
(Ohh no Grandmother! What a poor little American he is!)


Dele razón de entrar... Pero como le decía en el pasado. No puede confiar en los Blanquitos Americanos!
(Let him in... But like I've told you. You can't trust those Amercians!)


Why are you looking at me like that! Can you please just let me in!?


The tall thin Peruvian woman's eye's widened, her blood began to flow, and the only sound that came out of her mouth was "Pásele!" (Come!)


Not understanding her sounds, but noticing her eyes focused on something behind him, Michael slowly turned around.