Drawing Lines in Royal Blood

Just thought I'd share...

Mon, 10 Nov 2008 21:36:33 GMT

Best in-game couple EVER.
I love the OTP3 they are with Ophelia, but this pairing by itself is so sweet.

See? So very cute. And cavity-inducing.
John + Ripp = <3

Okay, that's enough fluffy cheese for now. Gotta get back to work.

The Evürhart Legacy 3.8

Fri, 19 Sep 2008 22:15:18 GMT

133 pictures.
[Warnings?: BV spam, some LOLcat references, suggestive text, and a whole lot of apathetic wedding guests.
Oh, and I think I say fuck twice. Make that three times, then.]

Need to catch up?

[1-3.5] [3.6] [3.7]

Annnnd... we're back. Many apologies for the delay; I had full intention of getting this up before I went back to school... but it just didn't happen.

That aside, it's here now. Shall we continue?

Last time, the kids found suitable spouses, finished college, and an heir, Claudia, was chosen.
I was tempted to double heir her with Aliestor, so I opened the floor for some input from you, my gracious readers, resulting in:

Aliestor: What do you mean, you're kicking me out?

Sorry dear. I was rooting for you, but the readers said no. They want more Claude-Serdar babies.
Don't worry, I'll set you and your lady up nicely, and we'll be seeing you soon enough, anyways.
With actual narration, and a plot!

Oh, well, alright then.

Good boy.

Meanwhile, I send Claudia for her adult-y makeover. She doesn't seem too fond of it.

Claudia: Blegh, enough with the purple already!

Too bad, honey, it's your colour.

See?
I even decorated your parent's old room with it. I quite like it, actually. And I control the pie menu, so tough luck.

Lainey: Good bye, young man-of-whom-I-have-no-idea-as-to-why-you-were-living-in-my-house-in-the-first-place-but-have-no-reason-to-suspect-to-be-my-husband's-illegitimate-child-with-my-best-friend!

Aliestor: You know what? Better her than me, after all.

After Aliestor's departure, Claudia undergoes the ritualistic Welcome Home tickle-fight with her parents.
Lestat doesn't seem too pleased that Lainey got the first round.

But he gets his turn, and peace returns to the household.

While she was in the room, I figured she might as well get herself a job, even though her LTW isn't work-related. She wanted into the music industry... and she got it, first try.

Come the evening, I decide to get rid of one of the cats to make some more room in the house, and this lovely genetic oddity shows up. Sadly, no one is free enough to catch his number.

Lainey, however, does not appreciate my decision very much.

OH HAI, TRISDEN! <3

Lestat's portrait somehow mysteriously disappeared, so Claude gets to make a new one.

Claudia and her father try to recount her four years away by bonding over a friendly chess match. And even though Lestat wins the game with his maxed logic points...

... it's proven he doesn't always use them.

Otherwise, life goes on as usual in the Evürhart house.

Yes Opal... you're totally being subtle there. Practicing your subliminal messaging, are we?

One snowy morning, I send Claude out to say hello to her grandparents, since she was still a kid when ~~I killed them~~ ~~off~~ they sadly passed away.

She may have been young, but we can certainly tell who was her favourite.

Since I was originally going to wait for spring for her and Serdar's wedding, she had a few days to kill.
So she got started on her LTW- to have 20 best friends.

As you can see, it's going rather well...

So instead, she gets to write a novel.
At least the computer doesn't have to talk back to her.

But then, remembering I now have BV, I suddenly decided against waiting until the snow melted and figured I'd use make use of some of the new features and send them somewhere warm instead.

So I booked a flight out for them the following morning.

Serdar is invited over to spend the night...

... and without a word from me, the spouses-to-be start their own pre-wedding... festivities.

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The next morning dawns...

... to wolves playing in the driveway?

I've never seen wovles interact together like that before. Let alone the pack leader and a regular wolf. =/
Interesting.
Anyway, carrying on.

Lestat: Wow, honey, it's like I need a spacesuit to eat these omlettes. They're out of this world!

Lainey: 0_o Srsly?

Lestat: Fo sure! Here, try some! *stabs*
Lainey: =D

25 or so years married, and they still bring the cute.

Claudia: You know, maybe we were apart too long... our making out needs some work again.
Serdar: (do I even need to bother to state what he's probably thinking?)

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Soon enough, 8 o'clock rolls around and the shuttle arrives.

Now, to make a check and see where everyone's at...

Newlyweds-to-be: Making... the bed?
Okay then, I suppose I'd make my bed before I went on vacation. Neatness is always appreciated.

Lainey: Already in the shuttle. Excellent.

Lestat: On the way down to shuttle.

Newlyweds-to-be: ...
WAIT, that's not making the bed!
*facepalm*

Let's just get moving now, shall we? >.<

Someone's pleased with himself.

(Sidenote: He hadn't moved in, but he was under my control. That's why he's going with them.)

Clever obvservation there, Cladue. Now, hurry up before the shuttle leaves without you two sex fiends.

HOLY SHIT, IT'S THE GOODYEAR BLIMP!

<.<
>.>
I mean... uh, Hi Margaret.

We'll be seeing you again soon enough.
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Upon their arrival in Twikki, I book them into the seaside bungalow place. Thought it would make for a little more privacy for our two separate (and very, uh, active) couples.

Still in their winter clothing, Lestat checks the party in while Lainey... goes straight for the coffee cups?

Lainey: We don't have THESE at home! Whee! X3

Way to make a good impression on the locals, dear. Way to go.

As soon as they get settled, Lainey heads for the beach.
...
>.<
Is it just me, or does the far right tower look a little... phallic?

I dunno Claude. If I was that pale in real life... the last thing I'd be doing is trying to get a tan. =/

Lestat: Dude! This'd be kinda hot... if that wasn't my daughter.

Women. EVERYWHERE.

Lainey and Serdar get to know each other a little better... under strict supervision, apparently.
Lestat & Claudia: >X(

Hey, as much as I don't want this relationship either, calm down you two. You're not shining pillars of monogamy either, shall I mention?

Night finally falls, so I send them off to the Southside beach for the wedding. And, by the magic of InSim... I conjure up some guests for them, mostly made up of Generation 2 and 3, plus s spouse or two.

Hi Armand! =3

Let me introduce you to Mr. & Mrs. Marital Bliss.
Apparently they're on a nice, relaxing beach holiday because they're just SO DAMN HAPPY TOGETHER.

See? Love is in the air.

****

For future reference, please remind me NEVER to have so many guests at a beach wedding. Or hell, even at a wedding, period.

Let me show you why... -_-

Attempt #1: Bride and groom in order? Check.

Guests: Ignorant to the festivities.

Attempt #2: Not the time or place to be realizing that, Serdar. -_-

The guests still weren't cooperating, so...

Attempt #3: ... still waiting...

This time, I just let it go. If the guests weren't sitting by now, they probably never would.
So, without further ado:

WEDDING SPAM!
****

We can tell what he was after... XD

*facepalm*
Seriously. How hard is it to use a chair, people?

Despite the severe lack of interest (or perhaps just sheer stupidity) of their guests, they still look happy. =)

*sigh*

PREGNANT LADY EPIC REDHANDS BATTLE, GO!

Not sure if I took this one for the sake of OH HAI, ALIESTOR! Or... to show the continued marital bliss in the background. That woman is a serious, unrelenting bitch. XD

The moment the formal stuff was over, everyone made a beeline for the pirate ship. AGAIN.
This thing must have a crazy high attraction factor; I had to peel half the guests off of it in order to just get them in the same vicinity of the ceremony. *sigh* THANKS, EAXIS.

Uh, Lainey? Wut u doin?
Lainey: Climbin'. =D
You're climbing an old, likely splintery ladder in an expensive, BACKLESS dress.
*facepalm* I don't get you.

Meanwhile... we find out that Lestat is dealing with the loss of his heir-title... by trying to kill himself.

As much as I'm annoyed that she's traipsing around on a pirate ship in her (certainly expensive-looking) wedding dress... I have to admit that she does make for a slightly hauntingly pretty picture. Dunno why.
Just glad, for her and her mother's sake, that Sims can't ruin clothing.

Lestat: So, has she seen your balls yet?
Claudia: *chokes* Oh dear god.

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After the ceremony, I had let all of the guests out from under my control, totally forgetting that there was a 10 pm sweeper that gets rid of every unneeded NPC on the lot. So suffice to say, I lost all of the attendees just before cutting the cake.
... oops.

She still seems excited, though.

Wait for it...

Claudia: I hear icing's good for the skin, honey. Try some! *smears*

Claudia: Oh yeah, try the cake, too!

Claudia: LOLOLOLOLHecan'tbreathethat'ssofunnyLOLOLOL
Serdar: *chokes*

No, don't kill him yet, Claude, we need his sperm first! =0

Claudia: *continued manical laughter

Serdar: *nervous laughter* Did she seriously just try to choke me?

Unsavory: I like cake.

Lainey: Your face seems familiar... do you travel a lot?
Unsavory: <,< >.>.... *eats cake*

OR

Lainey: *glare* We had this cake flown in; you better damn well enjoy it.
Unsavory: 0.o'

You decide...

In other news, Lestat learns to hang loose. Oh boy.

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The party eventually comes to an end, (there really wasn't anyone left around to party with, really...) so everyone heads back to the bungalows, and our newlyweds settle in for their all important wedding night...

Is it just me, or does it look like she's trying to sneak a peek, rather than actually being shocked by the man she's seen naked innumerable times before?

Serdar: So, we I can do (you) ~~whatever~~ however we I want to now that we're married, so long as we make babies?

Celebratory makeout time!

OM NOM NOM.

(Glitched wedding ring FTW!)

Yeah, you saw this coming...
(oh wow, unintentional pun?)

Claudia: *puppydog eyes*

ROUND 1: THUNDERCATS ARE GO!

Several hours later...
ROUND 2: PREPARE FOR LIF---

Serdar: Pfft, you honestly think we'd only be on #2? Try again.

Claudia: *giddily* I think I've lost count... ^_^

I'll, uh, leave you two be, then... 0.o *fuckingnewlyweds*

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Meanwhile....

There is no lack of love on this lot. =3

Sometime later, Claudia valiantly decides she's going to try for that tan, again, while Serdar decides to try his luck to see what he can dig out of the sand.

Three-bolt couples. Gotta love them.

OMG, Serdar's got teh crabs!!
*cough*
>.>
<.<
I mean... ouch, that's got to hurt.

He also has madskillz in harnessing UV rays at night.

Ohmygodhe'sevenhotternow.

Evening quickly falls (seeing as though these two slept through most of the day), so I send them out on their own for a while to the spa.

Someone forgot to teach Serdar how to share...

Serdar: >X| Ewww, Maxismades. They're going to bleed Ugly into the water!

She wanted it, so I let her learn the rock massage.

Vacationite: *hangs loose*
Serdar: ..what was that tomfuckery?

Social Skillz: He does not have them.
Either that, or as a new face-template townie, he just harbors an anti-Maxis grudge. Or a superiority complex.

Doesn't seem to mind this one, though...

Claudia: So... do you love me yet?

Serdar: ....

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So, BV is still pretty new to me... so I had to have them try this. =3

Claudia: Wheeeeeeee!

Claudia: Hey, big boy....

Serdar: *reminds me of this*

That... does not look comfortable.

Serdar: *is a ninja*

And of course, the night was not complete without learning the hula.

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The next morning...

... Claude likes to wake her dad up by breaking his neck with a well-placed pillow pummeling. In her bikini.

Lestat: This'd be so much hotter if she wasn't my daughter... *passes out*

With Claude's needs depleting quickly due to obvious reasons, and their hotel bill getting uncomfortably high, I decide to send them home a day early...

Lestat: OH HAI, TAXI GUY. I CAN HAS TAXI NAO, PLZ?

Lestat: What? Yeah, I know it's a day early. Yes, I am fully aware that we haven't seen everything on the island yet. Yeah, I know there's lots of--- FINE. YOU COME SPEND THE DAY WITH MY PREGNANT DAUGHTER, MENOPAUSAL WIFE, AND A SON-IN-LAW THAT CAN ONLY CATCH CRABS, INSTEAD.
....
....
You're on your way?
Excellent.
Be here in the next ten minutes and there's another $50 in it for you.

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So the Evurharts leave their sunny vacation... and head back to the snow-filled Legacy lot.

(I c u still thar, Margaret!)

Aww, my first autonomous mail-getter. Someone's trying to suck up. =3

... wait, what's going on here? 0.o I didn't book another vacation...

This is YOUR fault, isn't it? You just wanted longer in the pool...
HouseNanny: *~~creepy~~ innocent look*

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So after another inevitable detour to Twikki Island that ended up with them having a full 'vacation meter', but yet not being able to call a taxi and go home... I exited w/o saving and headed back to their house in Cambritaria.
Thankfully, nothing had blown up.

Annnd, we reconvene with Serdar meeting the previous Petacy heir, Bloodstone.

Serdar: HAI KITTY! =3 Roll over?
Bloodstone: He has GOT to be kidding. What am I, a canine? Treat me like that again, and I will END you with my mind, biped.

Serdar: No rollover? =( Speak, then? Speak, little kitty, speak!
Bloodstone: You asked for it...

Serdar: *chokesputter*
Bloodstone: Muwahahahahaha....

Serdar: The light... I... I see it...

NOOOOOOOOOOOO, SERDAR!!!

Serdar: The world... is g-going black...

Serdar: LOLZ, just kidding.
Bloodstone: What?! *sigh* So close...

Serdar: That was so funny, right? Want me to do it again, little kitty?
Bloodstone: Ha, yes, so funny that your jugular is within much easier reach, now...

=_='

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RANDOM PREVIEW OF NEXT UPDATE!:

Rem and I had hardly closed the lids on our coffins that first night when the string of interruptions began.

*riiiing*

"Hello? Oh, hi Aunt Mekare! ... oh, yeah, the move went great! Those guys you reccommended did a lovely-- what's that?
...What do you mean you don't have much time to-- Warning?...Vampire Code? ...Responsibility? W-what are you talking about?"
I then heard the sound of the phone falling to the floor, followed by yelling. But I couldn't make out what was being said.

"Mekare?"

Then came a cry, and the sound of something heavy hitting the ground next to the phone.

"MEKARE!"

It was at that point that the doorbell rang.

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AND NOW BACK TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED LEGACY....

BIRTHDAYS:

Serdar does not approve. Go figure.

I didn't throw a party, per say, but I did invite the remainder of Gen 2 over to watch their eldest brother and his wife go geriatric.

Left to right: Armand, Maharet, and Mekare. If you didn't already now, that is.

A last look at the tight, adult, behinds...

Lestat: You ready for this, dear?

Lainey: *wishes for the 20 puppies/ kittens I never let her have*
Lestat: Damn, that's a lot of candles...

... Armand's bored already? 0.o

...where'd their audience go?

Lainey: What the fuckery is this?

That's... what I'm wondering. 0.o

Not two minutes into elderhood, and Lainey's already gone senile. =_=
This makes Mekare happy, for some reason...

Oldfarttarded or not... they're still cute together.

In other news...

Claudia: BLLLLAAAAARGGGGGHHHH

.... generation 4 is most definitely on its way. ^-^

OH SNAP.

Claudia: Heh heh heh heh...

Claudia: Baaaaaaabiezzz....

I fear for the sanity of this child. 0.o

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Apologies that this took so very long. School is... insane.

Next time, I flex my storyteller muscles, and we delve into Part One of a story centering around the Evürhart spares.
Should be fun, I hope.

And once again, THANKS FOR READING! :)

Calm before the storm...

Fri, 19 Sep 2008 19:58:05 GMT

Found myself a decently priced new webhost... and am now in the process of transferring all the old files.

But first, a test:

Can you see me now?

(EDIT: Huzzah, success! In case anyone was wondering, this is a group shot of every Simself, minus one, in my game. They're all just friends. No one special. I'm the dorky bonde in the back. =P)

Just an update... without an update, of course.

Tue, 16 Sep 2008 17:19:52 GMT

So, here we are again. September.
I've since started the last year in my formal training as an Illustrator/ Character Designer... and therefore, I've waved goodbye to the concept of free time. Because this is it. 8 more months, and I'm out in the real world.

Scary.

But anyway. Just a few notes in regards to the sims-related stuff:

- I have the pictures for the next update of the Evurharts. Hopefully I'll get a moment sooner or later to get them up.

- After that, I've been bitten by the storytelling bug again, and we'll move onto an episode or two of a special sidestory involving the spares, and something I alluded to in the beginning of the last update. =3

- As for the Ashfords and the yet-to-be-seen Galliants, they're still in the back of my mind somewhere. In the process of organizing/ editing pictures for them, I've discovered that I really had no true focus for them back when I began them... and that's reflected in the random point-and-click style of picture-taking I had going. It's disorganized... and really difficult to pull a story out of.

So, I'm going to restart. Thankfully I only have the prologue up for the Ashfords, so it's easy enough to change my mind now.

- There's honestly a bigger reason as to why I've decided to do this. Over the course of the summer months, I ended up learning a lot more about how the game works, and realized that I've done, without realizing it at the time, some 'Very Bad Things' that threaten the stability of my neighbourhoods... and I'm beginning to see the results.

Therefore it's time to start over, before I lose everything. Have been considering ditching everything Maxis-made and simply going with the Megahood I've heard rumors about. The one thing is that recreating everything is going to take a while... added to the whole fact that I have to go through two computers in order to do it, since there has yet to be a functioning SimPE-like alternative for macs.

Should be fun... =_= And hopefully worth it in the end.

- Lastly, the server space I've been borrowing to host my pictures I'm pretty sure expires at the end of this month. Hopefully I should be able to acquire my own server soon enough and get things swtiched over, but if things suddenly disappear one day, that'll be the reason why.

That's enough of my rambling for now. Thanks for sticking around!

The Evurhart Legacy -3.7

Mon, 04 Aug 2008 00:03:01 GMT

Warnings: Nudity, maybe some swearing... and vampirism?
70+ pictures & bonus shots!

First off, my apologies for the pictures throughout most of this update. I've just recently installed BV, and I think something reset my screencap settings... and I didn't notice until it was too late.
It's rather disappointing, really.
Anyroad, on with the show.

Before we start in on the kids at uni, we have to take a half-step back for an introduction.

This is Azrael Thanatos and his three wives, Phoebe, Tiffany and Stella.
They more or less 'rule the roost' when it comes to the vampires in Cambritaria.
Azrael was created originally for my 'Townie Purification Project' (I was getting tired of the same old Maxis townies in my custom 'hood), so his backstory was, in brief, as the son of Death, he was sent to oversee and to 'cleanse' the city. Getting vamped was just a plus.

Since three of the four of them in that house are Knowledge Sims, they always rolled the want to bite necks. So, I sent them downtown and generally let them have their way.
Pandora's boyfriend, Remington, just happened to fall prey to Phoebe.

So, when I manage to get back to the frat house, Pandora of course rolls this want. Predictable knowledge sims.

So I oblige, and invite him over.

And Aliestor finally gets his revenge on Pandora for the whole Margaret debacle.

Ali: Hey, Pandora loves vampires... I bet she'd be stoked if you turned her into one!
Remington: Really? Awesome!

So he did.

And Louis, being the other knowledge sim in the house, didn't want to be left out of the action, either.

Pandora fixed that want rather quickly.

Not too much excitement happened for a while after that. The kids passed into their Junior year, got their halfway-point/winter makeovers, and generally continued to run around the house like idiots.

Aliestor began bringing less-useless (but still useless) things home from campus.

Epic battles of Rock-Paper-Scissors were waged.

Inez tried to work her Romance mojo and find herself a new babydaddy.

Who didn't always cooperate.

Oh, hey, and Claudia's adorable boy finally showed up. Though this may be a bad time...

There.
This is Serdar. He's one of the handful of new townies that spawned with custom, violet-mixed eye that somehow ended up in the gene pool. He started out as just a kid that Claudia brought home from school one day, and they ended up as best friends and my game's first 'Puppy Love' couple. They were an OTP from there on in.

They should make interesting babies, no?

Oh David... you're relentless.

Speaking of OTP couples, Aliestor and Margaret are officially back together.

Officially as in, well... engaged.
*pretend this is a proposal picture; forgot that my cut scenes were on*

Another interesting pair, hm?

David, meanwhile, found Troo Wuv in the arms of his professor.

Originally meant just for a quick fix and a grade boost, they ended up being three-bolters...

...even though someone was a little resistant at first.

And who am I to deny three-bolters?
They're actually kind of sweet together, aside from (or maybe because of) the fact that they're both Romance sims.

With it now being spring, romance was in the air, and Serdar continued the trend that Aliestor had started.

I love this animation so very much. ^^

Shane, inspired by all the other proposals, was going to try his luck too... but was promptly discouraged by this.
Inez: You're not going to serious try and touch my face, are you?

(Her face was stuck after gossiping, apparently...)

David, still one to flex his slut-muscles once in a while, decided to try and get a piece of Louis's one night stand.
She was less than impressed.

But then she quickly learned why not to refuse an Evurhart...

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Pandora, in a fit of stupidity, thought it'd be a great idea to catch butterflies after her DAYTIME class.
Let's just say she was hurting a little by the time I got her back to her coffin.

And since I feel bad if the butterflies end up dying, I get Claude to let them go.

Makes for some nice pictures, regardless. :P

But, oho, who's that standing behind you?

O hai! You're a pretty one... come back in a few generations, k?

And, probably awakened by a low hunger bar or something, I find Pandora back downstairs again.

Scaaaaary... what are you growling at, lady?

Oh, jogger girl that resisted your sexy self last update?

Fine, go ahead and feed on her. That ought to teach her not to welcome herself in for a game of pool, now shouldn't it?

I noticed at one point in their senior year that Ali and Pandora were the only ones in the house who weren't BFF with each other, even though their relationship was high enough. So that had to be amended.

Seems as though he's gotten over the whole ordeal, especially since he managed to get Margaret back. Aww, forgiveness.
... but hey, she's looking a little sly on that hug, isn't she?

Oh. Oh dear.
'Dora, you sneaky bitch... turn him, and I swear you'll be getting a tan tomorrow.

Apparently having one's blood sucked out by your half sister = BFFs. Lovely.

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Louis was the only one without a proper significant other at this point, so it was time to fix that.
Let Operation: Seduce Meadow commence!

So you kiss her...

... feed on her...

... and kiss her some more.

Hmm, an interesting combination. Let's go to the French judge for her thoughts.

Or... never mind. She was too busy being proposed to.

And now a word from our sponsors:

TRU LUV.
Do you has it?

Now back to our regularly schedule-- oh, hey now...

... that was fast.

Louis: Uh, Inez? I know this is your room and all, but would you mind doing your paper later? We need to sex.

The moment she steps out of the room:

He shoots...

... and scores!
Talk about great timing there, Meadow.

MISSION: SUCCESS.
Good game, sir, good. game.

Meanwhile, Ali gets a late-night phone call from one of his half-cousins.

Not sure I want to know what they're talking about.

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Aww, all that extra credit work upsetting your stomach there, Dave?

*snicker* That's an "Oh. FUCK." look if I ever saw one...

So senior year draws to a close, and Aliestor invites his other half sibling, Dionico over to become the placeholder.
Because it's time for...

GRADUATION!

Random Grad Party shot time!

POP goes the Pandora!

I think Lainey is more disturbed by David's huge pregnant belly then by the bad joke he's telling...

Gathering around the punch bowl to revel in the tales of old, bygone days...

I accidentally put Ali into the Secret Society when *ahem* using the College Adjuster... so engaged his father in some secret handshaking.

Who knew one handshake could bring father and son so close?

So much chaos.

Father and (almost all) of his children.

And finally, as the night nears its end, Lestat discusses the finer points of heirdom...

Serdar: Dude, we're going to be loaded? Awesome!

Annnnnd... that's more or less all I have for now, update-wise.
But we're not done just yet!
If you'll join me on a walk down recap lane, we'll review the contestants, and reveal the final decision...

First up, Pandora.
Despite her continued bitchiness, she did not make heiress. But I do have plans for her and Remington, so I'm sure they'll have their own special update in the future.

Louis... looks a lot better as a vampire.
The plans I have for Pandora will effect him as well, so I'm sure he'll show up again.
May he and Meadow make many blonde babies.

David was fun to play, but not quite heir material.

Claudia is our official heiress.
Not like you didn't see that coming.

Ali...
I really like him, so I'm really tempted to double-heir him with Claude. I mean, he deserves SOMETHING for getting Margaret back all by his ~~ACR~~ self.
Bitch is FIERCE, too. I mean, look at her face. I want her babies... in the running for future heirdom, that is.
My only concern is space in the house, and if my computer's even going to be able to take the strain if I happen to grab a household-expanding hack.
What do you think? The poll is at the bottom.

And lastly, Inez.
She's kind of been out of the running since the beginning, but hey, it's only nice to recap her as well.
Shane eventually did manage to propose to her, by the way, and she accepted. Despite her Romance aspiration probably telling her otherwise.

Next time, we head back to the main house. There may or may not be some death in store.

THANKS FOR READING!

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The Evürhart Legacy 3.6

Thu, 12 Jun 2008 07:50:01 GMT

Warnings: Nudity, sex-talk and likely a little swearing.

Last time, I ran very quickly over two and a half generations of these guys for the sake of catch-up … and ended with the Gen 3 kids going to college. Here is where the real updates will begin; this one will cover their first two years of school, and the next, well… the other half their adventures in higher education.

So, to begin, a formal introduction to our heir candidates:

Pandora is a serious bitch… and I love her for it. Being the eldest, she, of course, had the longest time to develop a personality. She’s the spoiled, over-achieving first-born, who’s like her daddy in the fact that she most of the time acts more like she has the romance aspiration than the knowledge one. She gets what she wants, no matter what the consequence.

Sadly, though, aside from having a shade lighter skintone and Trisden’s eyes, she’s more or less a features-clone of her mum. And I’ve already done her LTW in the first generation… so even though I love her, I’d be hesitant to make her heiress.

Louis… is slightly unremarkable. He kinda suffers from middle-child syndrome, even though there really is no middle in the family. He’s spunky, sporty, but otherwise, just kinda… there. Never really gets into trouble, and, as you’ll see, has an unnatural attraction to his half-sister. And, for a knowledge sim who wants to learn everything, he skills really slowly. Loss of heir points for that.

Claudia… is adorable. For having 3 nice points, she certainly doesn’t show it. She’s quite quiet for her 7 outgoing points, too, but thankfully still has the tendency to make friends rather quickly. Aside from her boyfriend, Serdar, whom she’s known since childhood, her true love is the bathtub. If I ever lose track of her, that’s usually where she ends up, playing her perpetual game of pirates.

She’s a pretty strong contender in my books for heir, aside from having the damnable custom skintone and the low lazy points that I usually dislike. Her personality makes up for it. A decent combination of her parents, she looks a lot like Lestat, but was the only kid to get her mum’s brown hair.

David is a womanizing ass. And it’s hilarious… he couldn’t have rolled a better aspiration if I had tried to pick it. He loves to show his 1 nice point by arguing with pretty much anyone he can, even random walk-bys that I tell him to stop. But he still manages to get the ladies… and men, too, in his case, since ACR decided he was going to be bi, not unlike Pandora.

Aliestor has the stats I like to see in a Sim. He’s well-rounded, skills really quickly, and, if how he handled his younger siblings could be used as any indication, is going to be a good dad. The only problem I have with him is the reason why I picked Lainey over Ivy to marry into the family- his genetic pool is a little shallow. He’s got his grandfather’s light blue eyes, but other than that, he has the same colouring of his mother and grandmother.

Inez has actually already brought me generation 4, thanks to a teenage pregnancy. But unlike Mekare last generation, she was lucky enough to be able to leave her son with Ivy while she pursues higher education. Feature-wise, I think she’s an interesting mix of Ivy and Lestat; she clearly got her mum’s lips and face shape, but her dad’s eyes and nose. Sadly, so far she’s a bit dull, for a romance sim. And her one active point drives me insane… she’s always lounging somewhere. =/

Now that you know our players, let's get back to the game, shall we?
Apparently I'm missing the caps from the first day or two of their college adventure; but in the long run, it wasn't really much to miss.
With six students who'd each obtained nearly all of the scholarships, they had more than enough to move into an off-campus house right off the bat, and start up the family Greek House. The place I'm using I downloaded off of TSR, originally called the Poe Fraternity, but now conveniently renamed 'The Evurhart House.'

The first evening they were there, Louis received a call from Aunt Mekare inviting them downtown, so downtown they went.
Upon arrival, it turned out that Mekare did not bring her husband along, but one of her newest boy-toys. Said boy-toy also had two bolts with Pandora, and therefore Pandora decided (with the help of ACR, of course) that she'd like to play with him, too, and started making out with him in the middle of the bowling centre.
Turns out Mekare was not one fond of sharing her toys, and thus drama ensued. Everyone in the house and/ or otherwise related started hating on Pandora, so I sent them home pretty quickly after that.

Since it was still pretty early in the evening when they got back from downtown (thanks, crazy time warp!), I decided to invite over one of the dorms of townie teens they had dragged to school with them; this one in particular containing Mekare's eldest children, their significant others, and Aliestor and Inez's potential spouses.

And Pandora continued her relationship-ruining routine by stealing Aliestor's girlfriend, Margaret, right out from under his nose.
Pandora: :D
That girl has no shame, really.

So, just to keep her out of my hair for a while (she was also eyeing her cousin's fiance, too), I have her invite over another redheaded distraction she met downtown... whose name I can't remember at the moment.

Not to be outdone by his elder sis, Louis managed to grab the attention of the cheerleader... who has the exact same colouring as him. -_-

A few nights later, the continual knocking down of the garbage can by disgruntled relatives causes a roach-flavoured plague to descend upon the Evurhart household.
With only her and Louis unaffected, and everyone else locked in quarantine, Pandora decides to channel the Laurince Dance Gene and chill-fumes with Mr. Note and friends.

Nothing like a common aliment to let you get in some quality half-brother bonding time.
Aliestor: I have a nice rocket, don't I, Dave? Then why do all my girlfriends suddenly go gay on me if I have such a nice rocket? They don't know what they're missing...
David: Notlisteningnotlisteningnotlistening...

David: *coughwheezedie*

Meanwhile, in the girl's quarantine, Claudia only seems to be getting in Inez's way.

Either that, or she's just whiny.
Inez: Excuse me, Goddess lady? I know you've told me to go shower and pee while she's distracted, but I've changed my mind and I clearly cannot do that without first sitting in this OBVIOUSLY TAKEN chair. Please move her?

Claudia: *moves*
Inez: *coughwheeze*
Claudia: Uh... if you die, does that mean I can use the computer again?

Thankfully, Inez was the first to get over the flu, so I set her free. The first thing to happen upon her release? Louis decides to swoop in and pummel her with a pillow.

Apparently pillow fights= BFFs.

Playful Sims, I has them.

The flu pandemic ends, as does their Freshman year.

Whatcha smirking at me like that for, Ali?
Aliestor: Everyone else has told you want major they want... except me. Doesn't that annoy you?
Well, yes, but you're a family sim. College isn't usually a huge deal for you. Your LTW isn't career-related either, so it's really not too surprising. And, well, you're cute, so it's forgivable.

I'm such a hard task-master and don't allow them to get out much to meet others on campus, so they've had to resort to picking off walk-bys.
Apparently Pandora does not approve of this one.

And Louis discovers he has a furry fetish.

One afternoon, a particularly cute redhead comes jogging by, so, having the turn on of red hair, I send Aliestor out to greet her.

So, what do ya think, Ali?
Aliestor: Ugly.
But Margaret's now out of the picture, and you can't keep macking on your professor forever...
Ali: DO. NOT. WANT.

...Fine. Pandora?

Pandora: *heartfarts* No objections here.
... Somehow, I am not surprised. Go say hello, then.

Pandora: Pardon me, miss, but I'm afraid you've entered a Hotties-Only zone. If you'll kindly step inside, I'll proceed with the strip search...

Tara: Your face, it offends me.
Pandora: D=

Hey Claude, s'up?
Claudia: Just chillin'.
You do know that's your sister's bed, right?
Claudia: Yup.
And you're aware of how many people she's had in that bed? And the fluids exchanged?
C: Yup.
And the fact that her sheets have likely never been changed?
C: Yuh-huh.
You live just across the hall, you know...
C: Naw, s'all good. Comfy here.

Oh, lazy sims...

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Meanwhile, elsewhere:

Louis' cheerleader lady-friend hasn't come back in a few days, so he takes out his sexual frustration out on his half-sister.
I swear... this is the only way these two know how to interact with each other.

Ugh. If they weren't related, they probably would have jumped each other, since pillow fighting is the equivalent to Sim foreplay.
ALL. THEY. DO.

As the first semester of Sophomore year draws to a close, all the kid's grade bars are pretty high, so I have Ali call up his other half brother, Dionico, and invite him and the rest of his dorm of townies over.

Well, thanks Louis. Too bad your sister just made porkchops. -_-

This group of townies included none other than the infamous Meadow Thayer. I wasn't fond of having Pleasantview townies in my custom 'hood, so I sent all of the teens to college and 'weeded out' the ones I wasn't fond of. Which was the vast majority of them, but Meadow got to stay... because she's Meadow Thayer, that's why. It requires no other explanation.

Anyway, two bolts. Moving on.

The moment Meadow excuses herself for the night, though, Louis swoops in on the other blonde cutie in the room.
Meet Jennifer Stratton. We may be seeing more of her.

Pandora: *stalkstalkstalk*
David: *obliviously eats pizza*
Jen: Om nom nom!

Pandora: *hasn't so much as blinked*
David: *random angry pizza-eating face*
Jen: Okay. She's REALLY starting to get creepy...

Why yes Louis, I had to add another lamp into the kitchen. Otherwise I couldn't see anything... because sometimes, lighting mods suck.
Louis: But it's UGGGGLYYY~!
It goes with the decor. Besides, shouldn't you be caring more about what's happening beside you, there?

Louis: ... dude. He has GOT to teach me how he does that.

*facepalm*

Elsewhere, Inez and Pandora BFF-ify. Inez is probably the only one of her family members she's won back since the whole Mekare debacle. Most everyone else are still furious with her.

Inez: *eats hoof*

And with the mascot present, the cheerleader usually shows as well, so...

Ali: Hey bro, s'up?
Louis: Oh, just going to um, take some... pictures. Yeah. Pictures.

Ali: That... doesn't sound like pictures... 0.0

Shirtless Aliestor mini-spam!

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One morning while everyone else but Ali was in class, Louis rekindles his love affair with dance...

...and who else shows up but the esteemed coach, to yell at him to work out besides the fact that he's a) nearly at the top of his fitness bar, and b) is clearly already involved in a physical activity.

CoachOblivious: You get yer flabby, no-good, lazy young ass movin' there, boy!
Louis: *ignores* Wheeeeee, ridin' da pony, ridin' da pony!

CoachOblivious: *bitchbitchbitch*
Lou: Whooop, whoop!

Coach Oblivious: *gives up*
Ali: *walks by with conspicuous washboard abs*

Boring salad is boring.

Louis: There's... nudity behind me, isn't there? 0.0
Streaker: ;DDDDD

Cheerleader: *is annoying*
Louis: Hey, Al, you want to take care of this one?
Ali: No dude, she's your girl.

Louis: *takes care of it*

Ali: *disapproves of PDAs*

His face then oh-so charmingly got stuck like that, so it's now time for a segment of:
THINGS SHIRTLESS-ALIESTOR DISAPPROVES OF!

Loitering.

Friendly greetings to his twin.

(David chose this opportune time to pick a fight and randomly argue with Pandora; they have three nice points between them. This cannot end well.)

Pandora.
(Though he has due reason to.)

Pillow fights.

Pillow fights that remind him of Louis.

Hugs.

Invasion of personal space by strangers.

He then had the sudden urge to run off to campus, clad only in his underwear, and brought back this.
Ali: Yay, desk!
Uh, Al, dear... there is a better quality desk in everyone's room. We really don't need another one.
Ali: YAAAAY, desk!
Well, at least your little sojourn to campus cured your bitch-face.

Ali: This desk reminds me of my cheating WHORE of a girlfriend. *fumes*

...never mind.

That was the moment when this interesting creature decided to walk by.
I think it's the wrong colouring for her face template, but, well, she's... unique.
So, in the spirit of helping Al get over Margaret, I send him out to investigate.

So, wha-
Ali: You don't even have to tell me to formally check her out. That's just... ew.
But red hair is your turn on.. I don't understand. >< Just greet her anyways. Maybe someone else will want her.

That someone inevitably being David.
Who apparently doesn't appreciate being askped about his deflowering.

She, in turn, isn't overly impressed with his lip piercing.

David finds the ceiling more interesting than her. Ah... got to love negative chemistry.
But he's had a locked want in his for a while now, and who is he to call himself a romance sim if he can't seduce anyone he pleases?

Gingerdreads: Well, maybe if we reenact that scene from Hard Hats and Long Wrenches...
David: *looks as though he already knows what I'm about to say about the genre of that 'movie'*

... apparently they agreed on something...

David: #3! (+8000!)
And that's one less person's wants I have to worry about fulfilling for a while.

Pandora: So, everyone's kinda been a bit cold to me lately...
Everyone else: *scarfs food and ignores*

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So, David was invited to go on an outing by Crazy Geisha Downtownie, friends of his 'main' girlfriend, Rose, the Slob.
I honestly don't get the 'contacts' system, especially after dates. It's like: "Hey, your girlfriend told me about the great time you had! Why don't you come out with me and everyone else I know BUT her, so we can have a 'great time' too!"
Oi. -_-

David: First target sighted. Commencing operation Pimp!walk.

A few minutes and a 'rockin' time later, I tell David to look for some more ~~victims~~ prospects, and then his wants roll to this.
0.o You do know that's your half-sibling's MOTHER, right? I'm pretty sure she's already been claimed by your father.
Unless you don't mind dad's sloppy seconds...

He the hits up some pretty manmeat. Manmeat reciprocates the attraction, and seems like an easy target.

... Or not.

But oh, what is this we see in the background?
Bartender: Daaaaamn. I'd hit that.

David: So.... sex?

... not sure how to caption this one...
BarDude: "Certainly. Frigid I am not!"
or
"I'll be on you like snow on a hill, baby..."

----
Either way, we'll keep his number for later. I've noticed Lestat floating around, so I send David to say hello.

David: Hey dad. Hug?
Lestat: Hells to the no! Why would I want to touch my own son?

0.o I'm sorry, what? Could have sworn you guys were best friends when he left for school...
Ivy: Peace is great...

Ivy: So why can't we all just get along?
Lestat: Shut up, woman. Seriously.

David: What just happened here? Does daddy not love me anymore?
I'd like to know that too, kiddo.

So, while Dave's saving face and apologizing for something he's not even sure he's done, I, by the power of InSim, check it out.
Sorry, what, Lestat? What the hell did you ever have to do with CrazyGeisha?
Whatever. *sigh* Hypocrite.

Since I didn't queue anything after the apology, Dave then takes it upon himself to congratulate Lestat on what seems to be a common topic.
David: Way to publicly bang some woman who isn't mom, pops. Great job!
Lestat: Remind me again why the hell I chose to donate the DNA used in the creation of this kid? *self-hates*

So, Davie, did ya have fun?
David: *twitch*

Hey Claude.
Claudia: E'lo.
Haven't seen you around much lately... what ya been up to?

Claude: Oh, you know, the usual.
... practicing brain surgery on yourself? 0.o
Claude: Yeah, I guess you could call it that.
Lovely. Hold on a minute, luv, I think I hear some gossiping going on...

DAVID! What did your uncle Eric ever do to you?

Claudia: Oh, David, you were the one gossiping? That's awesome.
David: Why yes, yes I am!

... what an ass. Why don't you go do some work Dave, like the rest of your siblings?

Claude: Oh, hey, and speaking about work, I was in Inez's room the other night, typing up my term paper while she was sleeping, and I think I heard her muttering something about dad. Strange, eh?

0.o'

Hey Pandora, busy working?
Pandora: Indeed. Now bugger off... this thing's due in a few hours.

The next day, since most of them were at the top of their grade bars, I have Pandora invite her girlfriend and the rest of her dorm over for the evening.

I c u there, David, sneaking out of your paper-writing by randomly arguing with Inez's babydaddy. Get back to work!

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I then get caught up in doing some other things on the lower level for a bit, but then I notice Pandora playing pool by herself; Margaret nowhere in sight. I then realize I haven't seen Aliestor around for a while, either. So I double-click his icon, only to see this...

Aliestor: *hits on*

0.o'
Mussed bed... flirtation... you guys aren't making up, are you?

... I'll take that as a yes, then.

Blatant PDAs? That's a definite yes, then.

... oh boy. -_-
This may not end well.

Still working away there, Dave?
David: *grumblefuckingpapergrumble*

Pandora: Oh, 'tis a lovely night to be dining upon pork chops by the light of your beauty, my love. To us!
Margaret: ....
Ali: Bitch better not be playing me...

*doesn't understand as to why this option is available for family members*

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So, David *finally* finished his paper, and was the first back from his exam, so I indulged him, and a few other's wants to throw a toga party.
So, who I'd invite for them? The cheerleading squad? Nope.
All the drama professors? Think again.
Half of the campus population? My computer would kill me for that.

Nope ... I was just boring and invited the Gen 2 spare's kids over.

First thing Dave does? Play redhands with his cousin Brian. (Maharet's oldest)

As the rest of the group begins to file in, David's powers of sexy create some slightly incestuous feelings in Tia.
(Tia is the sister of the Isaac, the husband of the Gen 2 spare, Armand; so she's kind of the aunt-in-law to this generation.)

David continues the party by invading Alixzandar's (eldest son of Armand/ Isaac) personal space.
David: Hey, welcome cuz! Hugs?
Alix: Uh... do I know you?

Keeping with the theme of incest, Alik (Maharet's son) makes a move on Tia, while his twin, Scot, stares in possible horror. Seth (blonde, brother to Tia) and Samantha (Armand/Isaac's youngest) wait for their turn with David...

Just to show that no party is complete without at least one streaker.

The party carries on, and not many of the guests seem to actually make it past the front entrance.
Seth expresses his own incestuous stirrings to Inez, right in front of said person... while Aliestor and Scot discuss the finer mechanics of lubrication.

Tia glitches, and is left carrying a ball of 'fruit punch' foam around for the remainder of the day.

Alik: *rocks out piano-style... surprisingly well*
Claudia & Samantha: *meet for the first time*
Brian: Here I am, standing between two pretty girls at a frat party... and I can't hit on either of them. This sucks.

Pandora and Tia, in the mean time, have been the only ones smart enough to find the Chinese food conveniently stashed upstairs.

David: What a GREAT party that was, in which I was absent for most of it because I just HAD to retrieve this USELESS pizza!

-_- *sigh*

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A/N:
    -First off, thanks for sticking through the entire length of the update. Hopefully that wasn't horrendously long. Just trying to lump together as much of college as I can.
    -Am I being too through? Writing too much? I'm not too used to doing this commentary-style, so I apologize if it gets too wordy. Any feedback would be appreciated. =)
     - Also, to those whose legacies I've linked to through in the text... I hope you don't mind. I'm just trying to give credit for some ideas where it's due, and it's my way of saying that I'm a fan, even though I'm usually too shy to comment.

~ Anyway, next up will be the last two years of college; can't say what happens for sure because I have yet to play much past this point, but heirs will be decided, David will attempt to seduce the other half of the campus faculty... and Claudia's adorable boyfriend will probably finally make an appearance.

Please vote in the poll! ^^ I need help deciding!

View Poll: Gen 3 Heir

The Evürhart Legacy 1.0- 3.5

Fri, 30 May 2008 02:39:18 GMT

Finally!

Warnings: None, really. 60+ (large?) pictures...

Okay, so these guys have a bit of a back-story to them. They are my first legacy, started over a year ago on my old PC. A few months later, I then lost said PC to a motherboard failure brought about coincidentally trying to improve the computer for game play. Not having the money to rebuild it then, I opted instead, again a few months later, to install the Sims on my Mac laptop.

From there I started the Galliant and Ashford legacies to occupy me in the meantime, while I worked on retrieving the files for these guys. It was only about a month ago that I managed to get them back, and I’ve hardly stopped playing them since. =P

I wasn’t originally planning on posting them, since I already have the other two on the go… but I’m having a hard time choosing a Gen 3 heir. X.x’

And hence this ‘2 ½ generations-in-60-pics-or-less’ post. Figured that I’d give you a general rundown of what’s gone on so far, and start the real updates with Gen 3’s college years. I’m missing most of the pictures of Gen 3 growing up, and all of the pictures up until the beginning of that generation are from my old computer, so they’re not the best of quality.

Oh, and I’ll warn you now; when I started this family, I thought it would be amusing to have the naming theme of the main family keeping to the characters of Anne Rice’s Vampire Chronicles.

Yeah… I’m a nerd.

Anyways, on with the show.

So, this was our founder, Trisden and his kitty companion, Onyx. He was a Knowledge sim with the LTW of topping the Science career. The rest of his stats are rather irrelevant right now because he’s sadly dead in-game, and I really can’t be arsed to look them up. He’s likely a canned Scorpio, though, because I seem to lie that sign. Nice, neat, active… stuff like that. >>

Anyway, our boy and his cat lived on their lawn for the better part of 5 sim-years, or at least until his first girlfriend moved in. Who turned out to be freakishly infertile, so I broke them up and kicked her to the curb.

He then proceeded to fall in love with his ex’s best friend, Elannia.

They did the marriage thing…

… were happy, drama-free…

… and did a lot of baby-making, in good ol’ legacy fashion.
First was Lestat,

then Armand,

and lastly twins, Mekare and Maharet.

Here’s the kids as adults, since I don’t have a group shot of them in a more intermediate stage.
From the left we have Lestat, Mekare, Maharet, and lastly Armand.

Lestat was chosen as heir, since I have a thing for first-borns… and I’m realizing now that he’s more or less a looks-clone of his daddy. But oh well, he ended up making the best-looking kids, anyway. XD

Speaking of his dad, Lestat grew up to have the same aspiration of knowledge, with the LTW of becoming a Criminal Mastermind. Which strangely suited him and his namesake; he was a true Brat Prince.

So, as Knowledge Sims always want, he went to college and majored in Mathematics.
With him, he brought his two potential spouses:

Lainey Wilkie, a Family sim who brought the crazy…

… and Ivy Copur, the quiet fellow Knowledge-minded one.

At college, Lestat did the college-y things, like getting along with his peers,

Joining the Secret Society…

… and enjoying the benefits therein.

*random Lestat bitch-face interlude*

Our dear boy acted more like he had the Romance aspiration most days than the Knowledge that he actually was, having about 4 or 5 girls on the go throughout his 4 years there.

But, of course, he still had his two main squeezes; Lainey,

and the shy Ivy.

But graduation was looming on the horizon, and a decision had to be made. I actually preferred Ivy over Lainey, but she more or less had the same genetics as his mother. They were both pretty girls, and he had the same amount of chemistry with both, so the choice was really between the knowledge-sim OTP, or widening the gene pool.

*insert gratuitous shower pic to represent Lestat’s contemplation*

So, in the end, he proposed to one…

… and left the other with a bit of a ‘graduation present.’

Graduation came and went,

and Lestat and his new bride-to-be predictably moved back into the legacy house.

He was certainly glad to be reunited with his kitty, at least. Citrine here was our second attempt at the Petacy, since the female they had adopted, Topaz, didn’t take to Onyx… and he had recently passed away.

It took some doing, but I finally got kittens out of them- a female named Amethyst, and a male named Bloodstone, both of which had Citrine’s colouring, but most of Topaz’s point-marks and white belly. Bloodstone became our kitty-heir, and, well… more on that at a later time.

A few days after our heir moved back in, there was a mass-birthday; Trisden and Elannia elderified, and the twins hit puberty. Shortly after that, I kicked Armand, who was over the 18-year mark, out into a place of his own, and sent his sisters with him.

No sooner did they get settled in their new place did Armand turn around head off to college with his childhood friend Isaac, leaving his 16-year old twin siblings to fend for themselves.

~~~ Break for Spare-update interlude~~~

ARMAND
Off enjoying his college years, Armand;

Transitioned into the most awkward outfit ever… nipple piercing included,

Survived many a kitchen fire,

Fell in love with his best friend…

Made out in bathrooms instead of studying…

… and later sealed the deal. (Especially after Isaac found himself knocked up in their Junior year.)

After graduation, the two fortune-minded boys married and moved into a house across from his parents. Isaac later had a boy, Alikzandr, and Armand gave birth to a daughter, Samantha. Isaac currently is nearing the top of the ladder in the Law career, and Armand has reached his LTW of topping the Business career.

MEKARE

The family’s Pleasure Sim, Mekare got into a wee bit of trouble after her brother moved out. Falling for one of his dorm-mates, she soon found herself pregnant with twins, Amel and Allesandra, while still trying to finish high school.

Opting out of college, she moved back in with Armand and his husband after they graduated, and picked up a job in the same track as her brother.
(Please excuse Isaac’s little ‘ZOMG, sex makes babies!’ epiphany…)

Raising her twins with Armand’s kids until they transitioned into teens, she moved out and later married Eric, a vampiric Downtownie, and had a son, Ishmael, by him, shortly before her eldest two left for college.
Despite being a Business Tycoon, her true goal in life is to have 50 first dates. Not even halfway to that goal, she found herself pregnant again by one of her many boytoys, and had a girl named Jessica.

MAHARET

Helping to raise her sister's kids until her older brother returned, Maharet headed off to college soon after Armand’s graduation, and changed her aspiration from Romance to Fortune upon meeting and falling in love with her redheaded beau, David.

They spent most of their time together, both being Economics majors, and she inevitably found herself pregnant nearing the end of their senior year.

They were married almost immediately after graduation in a small ceremony on the front lawn of her and her sister’s teenage home,

And after both becoming rather successful lawyers, they moved into a sizable house next door to the main Evürhart house. They ended up with three sons; Brian, the eldest, and twins Alik and Warren, currently all in college.

~~~ END SPARE INTERLUDE~~~

Meanwhile, back at the ranch…

… our heir was married, and, in a fit of good timing, their first child, Pandora, was born during the reception.

Pandora had her first birthday…

… and soon after the twins, Claudia and Louis were born.

Then, finally, with a pension and three working adults in the house, they were able to afford a larger abode on a slightly smaller lot. The lag of their old place was driving me nuts, and this house had an attached garage. =3

More time passed in which I totally forgot to take pictures… Elannia finally became Mayor and retired soon after, Lestat reached his LTW of being Cambritaria’s top criminal, and Lainey sped up the ranks of her culinary career. The last child of Gen 3, David, was born, and soon it was time for a triple birthday…

… followed all too soon by a double death.

Trisden: *pouts*

Goodbye Trisden and Elannia. You two were awesome. =(

And finally, a shot of the main Evürhart kids; and four of our six potential heirs. Who are the other two, you may ask? Well, we’ll get to them in a moment.

Pandora is the lovely young lady in the back, thankfully grown out of her awkward toddler and child years. (Her nose was HUGE. It had me very worried.) Twins Louis, (whose genetics couldn’t decide on what colour of hair he should have…) and Claudia (don’t worry that you can’t see her face… she was a VERY awkward child), and lastly David, the demon child, looking rather pimpin’ for a 5-year old.

And, as for the other two potential heirs, we turn to Ivy, and her ‘present’ from Lestat.
Forgot about her? Yeah, I thought so. =P

Ivy moved into a small place down the road from Lestat, managing to get a job in the Criminal track before finding herself heavily pregnant. She soon gave birth to twins, Aliestor and Inez, and cared for them as much during the day as she could before going back to work at night as a Cat Burglar. (I so love the career boost college grads get…)

She continued to keep in touch with Lestat, mostly through work (since they were both in the same career for a while), but he also came over often to get to know his children.

And, well… to keep her company in other ways, too.

Right after the twins became teens, Ivy met Scot, a newcomer to Cambritaria, (he and his three other brothers are result of an experimental Deklan Ashford/Cristina Galliant crossbreed…), and fell instantly in love. They were married, (Who am I to deny three-bloters?) and had three children, Dionico, and twins Jamie and Marcel.

She still continues to have a soft spot in her heart for her Lestat, though, and quickly ‘took over’ for him as Criminal Mastermind when he left the business.

So… that’s where we end, for now. Kinda.
With all our heir-contenders now in the throes of higher education, I suppose it's time for a proper introduction, hm?

First, may I present the current Evürhart family:

Mr. & Mrs. Lestat Evürhart and their four children; (l-r) David, Pandora, Louis & Claudia.

As well as the Copurs:

Mrs. Ivy Coupr-Ashford and her twins; Aliestor and Inez.

Annnd, now I think I'll end it.
Stats and individual introductions next update: The College Years!

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A/N: - I apologize if that was terribly rushed, disjointed, or otherwise in any way hard to follow. I just REALLY didn't feel like starting from the beginning.Trust me... all the kids always got along, Trisden never strayed from his wife, Lestat would only cheat when he wasn't on his own property. It was, well, kind of boring.

I figured I could just start at 3.6... and pretend like it's the beginning of the legacy. *shug* Or something.

- Also, let me know if the pictures are too big. I think they're the full 450x600 px... but I run my screen at a high resolution (1050x1680 px), so they're a decent size for me. =S

Still alive, really...

Tue, 27 May 2008 06:57:45 GMT

Sorry to anyone who may actually be waiting on me for an update. April brought an insane amount of schoolwork, of course.
After that, I've been distracted with other things, work, spring courses, as well as getting caught up in playing the Evurharts again to actually finish writing the next chapter.

I have the pictures all ready to go for at least the next two updates... they just need the words to go with.

Soon, I hope.

In Recent News...

Sun, 30 Mar 2008 16:05:26 GMT

I HAVE THE EVURHARTS BACK, BITCHES!!

*flails in joy*

Ashford Legacy: Intro/ 1.0

Tue, 18 Mar 2008 06:30:41 GMT

(Warnings: language, man-on-manly stuff, and a lengthy, sometimes text-heavy trip down Backstory Lane.)

My name is Deklan Ashford, and this is my story.
…
…
*cough*
Wow, that sounds cliché, doesn’t it?

Well, I suppose, in all honesty, it is. Because this story starts like so many others have before me;
you know, those of us that leave it all behind to try our own thing in some new, remote town?
Legacies, I believe they are called.
So, in turn, that would make this my Ashford legacy, wouldn’t it?
Heh, not that father would be all that pleased that I’m still using his surname… but we’ll get to that in a bit.

Right now, I suppose a proper introduction is in order. As mentioned, my name is Deklan.
I’m 23, and your typical Virgo- a nice, shy guy who likes curling up with a good book and keeping his surroundings clean.

Ha, not like that’s going to prove to be an issue- it’s not like I have much to really call surroundings at the moment, anyway. That’s the better part of my ‘house’ you see behind me, there.

*chuckle* Not much in the way for privacy, but at least it’s something to call home.
Thankfully, it’s still going to summer for another few months, so I guess I could just call this setup a sort of semi- permanent campsite.
Not like I haven’t slept under worse conditions, but here’s to hoping for at least a roof before winter.

I moved here to Bluewater Village a few days ago under… interesting circumstances.
It all started the Christmas of my junior year of college. Well, no, it technically started when I was 14 and I discovered how much fun the boy’s locker room could be after gym class; but you get the picture, I’m sure.

Anyways, back to the story. My family is one of those new-money families- beginning with my grandfather about, say, 50 years ago, on a small farm just outside of SimCity; just him, his strawberry fields, petrified llama droppings, and a little red biplane. (Anyone who understands that reference gets a cookie. :P)
Nevertheless, the business caught on, and, at that point two years ago, I was lined up to be the heir to an Empire of Strawberries.

Not an entirely exciting prospect, let me tell you. At least for me.

It was in my sophomore year at Académie le Tour that I met Nikolai.
At first he was just one of those guys whose father was an important friend of the family, and therefore it was my Ashfordian duty to look him up and at least keep on friendly terms with him, but of course…

… what no one bothered to mention was that he was fucking HOT.
A god in bed, too… but *blushes* we won’t go there. And, to top it all off, he was in the same boat as me – as the youngest son of the head of the Secret Police in SimCity, he too was being groomed to take over the family ‘business’, which he also wanted no part in. That, and he too had a deadly secret to keep from his parents…

Both studying for our Economics degree, we had more or less the same class schedule, which therein gave us the opportunity to become fast friends, then study buddies, and then, inevitably…

… *ahem* buddies of another sort.

After ‘dating’ (our parents still had a nasty habit of trying to set us up with some ‘nice, respectful’ girls they knew, but of course those never lasted long) for a little over a year, moved into our own place on campus, and, well, made short work of, ah… using the newfound privacy, as well as *blushes deeper* every available surface to our advantage.

Frankly, we were in love.
So, when he mentioned that his parents were going to be out of the country on business over the Christmas break, I didn’t hesitate a moment to invite him to stay with my family for the holiday. And my father, not being one to pass up a chance to possibly further a business relation, jumped at the chance to host the police chief’s son in his home.

I knew we were taking a huge risk, but it seemed worth it at the time. I had been planning a surprise for us on New Year’s Eve… but we never actually got that far.

It was Christmas Eve; and like all wealthy, well-known families, we were having our annual Christmas party for father’s clients, friends and business associates. And as easily bored as two 21-year-olds who have the hots for each other could become of hob-knobbing and handshaking, it wasn’t long before Niko and myself decided to create our own entertainment in one of the back parlours. It was one of the quietest rooms in the house, and unfortunately, we weren’t the only ones who were aware of that.

I had Niko pressed up against the back wall, and he nearly had me out of the top half of my tux when I had suddenly heard someone clear their throat behind me.

My father had entered the room; tailed by a man I later recognized as the head of a company my father had been trying to close a rather large deal with for the last few months.
Neither of which seemed too pleased with the sight before them.

The rest of that night went by in a blur. I’ll spare you the minute details for the moment, but it proceeded in the usual way- in an unnaturally cold and level voice, he sent Nikolai away, and myself upstairs, saying that he would simply “Deal with me later.”

Turns out, the next morning, his way of “dealing”, after a long and heated argument in which I refused to see his way, consisted of §5000 in cash, a ride from our driver to anywhere I needed go, and short sentence telling me to get out of his house and to never ask for anything from him again.
Not another word more.

Not that he needed it.

For, if there was one thing I will never forget, it would have to be the look of complete disgust on his face as we argued that morning.
I never knew that one face could contain so much hate, especially the face of a family member.

So, I did what he asked and left.
Took the bag I brought home with me from school and walked out the front door without so much as a goodbye to my mother and younger siblings, who were, at that point in time, in the middle of opening their Christmas gifts.

My one ride took me to the airport. But instead of booking a flight back to Veronaville, where school was, I put my money down on a one-way ticket to Twikki Island.

I had to get away; had I even wanted to go back to school, the money that father had given me would hardly even make it through a semester, let alone three, with tuition to pay and books to buy, and not to mention the rental fees on our student lodgings.

There was nothing left for me there anymore, aside from Niko. My partially finished degree wasn’t in the field that I had wanted in the first place, and I hardly had the money to redo the three years over. Since the only reason I was to get an Economics degree was in order to succeed my father, it only felt logical at the time to abandon it.

After I bought my ticket, I had a few hours to kill.
Finding a fairly deserted net-café (it was Christmas Day, after all), I sat down to write Nikolai one final email.

Most of it consisted of a sincere apology; about how I hoped I had not just ruined his life, and why we would probably be better off if I’d, for the time being, stay out of it.
I outlined the basics about what had transcended with my father, and more or less the reason as to why I wasn’t coming back to school. I also bequeathed to him everything that I had left at school, and told him that he could sell anything he needed to in order to have the money to get by.
But never did I mention where exactly I was going; I only said that no longer belonged in the city and that I couldn’t see myself at the Académie anymore.

‘Don’t worry about me, Niko.’ The final lines of my letter read, ‘Wherever I may be, I’ll make sure to stay safe.
The only thing I can ask from you is that you do the same, and that eventually, you’ll forgive me for leaving like this.

Please don’t try to find me; I can’t stand to put you at risk as well. Go ahead and live your life, and keep me in your heart, if you wish.
I know you will be in mine. I love you, Nikolai Tichtchenko, for now and for always.

Maybe, one day, our paths will cross again.

Forever,
Deklan S. Ashford’

I have yet to say another word to him, typed or otherwise, since.

I spent the next two years down in Twikki wandering around the island- first as a tourist, and then, after I discovered a latent talent, as a one of those fire-dancing instructors.
Cheesy, I know, but it was good money. Something about the whole playing-with-fire-while- wearing-a-grass-skirt thing prompted my employers to cough up some rather hefty hazard pay. *chuckle*

And, before I knew it, I had turned what was left of my §5000 into §20 000.
Add to that a few tattoos and a perma-tan later, the novelty of the tropics had finally worn off.
It was exactly what I needed at the time, but now it was time to return to the continent and get on with my life.

I decided to settle in Bluewater… well, I’m not entirely sure why. It just seemed right. Close enough to the City to be advantageous, yet far enough away that I had no chance of ever running into family or old friends. Not to mention that land was cheap- I mean, shit, I was able to get almost an acre of land here, and I still had a couple grand left in my pocket.

So, without any further ado, with my temporary shelter set up and nothing else to do but wait for the paper to show up
the next morning, I called up a taxi and headed Downtown, to see what city had in store for me now.

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Okay, so that wasn't much a 1.0 as just backstory. This is my first attempt at trying to publish a legacy, and I like the story-type, so I'm going to give it a shot. Though, at times my writer side gets away on me, and I tend to ramble on; so, if I ever get too wordy, just say so and I'll try to keep it to the point.

On another note, I <3 Deklan so much. ^^ Especially his nose. Sure, it, as well as his custom skin is going to haunt me for generations to come... but oh well.

Any and all feedback is welcomed.

Children of Death...

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 03:22:44 GMT

Welcome, everyone! Glad you could make it to today's tutorial. My assistant in this segment will be none other than the lovely Zak Testor.
Say hello to your audience, Zakary.

Greetings. ^^

And if there are any good looking men in the audience; Hellllooooo. *giggles*

Zak, sweetie, you're straight.

Says who? I'm bi. It's more fun that way.

At the moment, I do, so cut the crap. You're not a romance Sim anymore, and I haven't let you touch a man since Dillan was born.
Besides, you're married to a woman you have three bolts with.

Yeah, well, she's pretty pissed at me right now.

Not my fault you're a regular at the brothel Downtown and she just happened to be a walkby.

*scoffs* Yeah, sure it isn't.

...
Anyway, on with the show.

So, today, Zak is going to help me demonstrate how to make your Sims have children with the Grim Reaper.

... Sounds cool.

Wait, what?

I'm going to get you knocked up. By Death.

... you have got to be shitting me, woman.

Sadly, no. I keep getting asked how one does it, so you get to help me show the kind people how it's done.

Well, here's to hoping he's a good lay, then. Not usually one for creepy, badly dressed floating ushers to the underworld... but hey, there's a first for everything.

Thankfully, you don't have to touch him. That's the beauty about dear Grimmy being a Maxis NPC; you can't interact with him.

Well, that's a relief. So, how do I...?

That's where I come in, lovely. Just sit back and enjoy the ride.
You've been pregnant before, so you know what to expect.

Unfortunately, I do. And suddenly, I'm glad I cleaned the downstairs toilet before you sent me out here. Morning sickness is a bitch.

No need to worry about that. I won't even make you wait the three days for the baby. It'll be over before you know it.

Really?

Really really. Shall we continue then?

If we must, then... *sighs* Sure, why not?

That's my boy.
First off, why don't we show the audience what you've got there beside you?

You mean these?

How very Vana White of you. Yes, those.

But they're just two gravestones and an alarm clock, no?

Heavens, no. Those are the tools of the trade, my dear. The two tombstones are boolprop tools:
the Tombstone of Life & Death, and Rodney's Death Creator. The clock in the middle may be familiar to anyone who has InTeen; it's your Biological Clock.
In this demo, I will only be showing two of three ways (that I am currently aware of) to get the Grim Reaper pregnancy:
the regular ol 'Boolprop way, and the way through InTeenimator.
I know there's another way to do it using the InSiminator, but I've never bothered to get it, so I can't exactly show what I don't have, can I?
As far as I know, the InSIm process is similar to that of InTeen; one just has to spawn the 'Reproductive Adjuster' instead of the Biological Clock.

So, if you're not familiar with Boolprop, you're probably wondering how to get these objects, right.

Very likely.

So first, you open up the cheat box by pressing Ctrl + Shift + C. Then you type boolprop testingcheatsenabled true, and hit enter.

Next, hold down the shift key, and click on your sim. You should get a pie menu that looks like that top one there.
Find the 'Spawn...' option, and click it. That in turn should bring you to a menu looking like the bottom one.
Click 'More' once, and the two options marked by asterisks should be within those selections. Spawn them both, unless you have other creative ways to kill your Sim.

That's... disturbing. But guess what? I had sex.

...Good for you, sweetie. -_-'

For those with InTeen, spawn the Biological clock instead if the Tombstone of L&D. It's under the regular-click menu from your Sim.

Guess what? I'm still thinking about it.

*sigh* Once a romance sim... always a romance sim.
Now, after you've spawned the tools, turn off boolprop. (boolprop testingcheatsenabled false) Leaving it on and shutting down the game can lead to some VERY nasty glitches.
So, whenever you're done, always make sure to turn it off. Then, your next step is to somehow lure dear Grimmy onto your lot.

And what better way to do that then to, well, kill a Sim?

Let me introduce you to today's victim; Dina Testor, of the Caliente sister fame.

Hi boys! My husband's an ass, so call me some time! *winks*

Zak: *from somewhere off-screen* I HEARD THAT!

So... tell me again why I'm wearing this stupid outfit?

You're going to be getting fat in a minute. And what you were wearing before won't show your bump, which we need to see.

But... I feel like a Curious brother.

Oh shush. At least I picked the one that matches your eyes.

Touché.

Next, using Rodney's Death Creator, or whatever means by which you wish to kill your sim, ah... kill your sim.

Dina: Oh, my word, Zak, that outfit is so terrible, it stops my heart!

Dina: *iz ded*
Zak: *sobs* Is it really... that bad?

Apparently so. BUT, now that our guest of honour has arrived... it's time to get to work.

Uh, pardon me for interrupting your tutorial and all, but my wife is kinda... dead. *sniffle* And I still loved her...

Good, that'll come in handy.

Pardon me?

As in I'm not going to let her die, silly. I like her too.
Besides, I'm not going to save your lot, so whether she dies or not now, you're still going have her around next time I start the game.

You know, if I wasn't so grief-stricken right now... I'd be very VERY confused.

And that's why I love you, Zakary.
Alright, now, back to the instruction.

For those using the boolprop method, this is where the Tombstone of L&D comes in.
First, pause your game. It gives you a moment to work without having to worry about saving the other sim (should you wish to);

I SHOULD HOPE SO!

...Or having Grimmy finish his work and bugger off before you've even sorted through all the menus.

To continue, make sure you are controlling the sim you want to be pregnant.
Click the Tombstone, and find the "Simulate Genetic Merger With..." option. Click it.
That should therein take you to another pie menu with a whole bunch of names;
all those currently on the lot, and then some.
(Strangely enough, Aiden is one of my Legacy sims that one of the teenagers is on the phone with. Seeing that shocked me at first. XD)
Find the Grim Reaper. Click it.

Congratulations. Your Sim is now pregnant by Death himself.

After, one way to confirm that it worked is to click the Tombstone; if the "Simulate Genetic Merger With..." option is gone, then your sim is pregnant.

And now, for the InTeen users...

With your game paused, click the Biological Clock.
If there is less than 8 sims already on your lot, then the "I Want a Baby With..."/ "I Want Twins With..." options should come up. ( I have 7 sims in that house, so I can only get the first option)
Click on whichever option you want, and the Grim Reaper's name should be in the next menu. Click it.
And now you're done.

To confirm, click on the Clock again. If it looks like this:

Then you're successful.
Now, one handy thing with the InTeen/ InSim option is that you can speed up the pregnancy using the 'Express Delivery' option.
(You may still be able to do this with boolprop, but I haven't really bothered to check, sorry. -_-')
So, for Zak's sake, I'm going to set it to 1.5 (sim) hours, just so he has enough time to do this:

And win, just in time for the first pop!

Shit, I forgot how weird this felt. X.x'

Second pop, and apparently Dina likes the fact that it isn't her that's the pregnant one...

Dina: Damn straight...

And then, another thirty seconds later:

BABY TIEMS!!!1!1!

Dillan: LOLZ, I'm not going to be dad's only ass-baby!! :DDDD

Zak: TEH PAIN.

Aww, it's a boy.

I seem to have knack for making those...

...Trust me, sweetie, I noticed. You just seem to have a knack for making babies in general.

*sheepish grin* But they're all pretty, and you like that.

Haha, that I do. Touché sir, touché.
Anyway, we'll call this new little guy Grimmy, for the moment.

As you can see, the Grim Reaper actually shows up in the family tree.

And now, for a few things about Grim Reaper babies:

~ They're basically clones of whomever birthed them. Yeah, sorry. That's the shame about the Maxis NPCs - they're not supposed to be interacted with at a normal level (ie: talking, falling in love and all that jazz),
so it seems they're not assigned any genetic data, because, in all technicality, they're not supposed to be able to make babies.

Or, at least, this is what I believe to be the case, with what I saw in the babies I had Zak have, and then grew up.
But to be honest, I've found that with a few of my mpregs; that the child ends up looking freakishly like the father that carried them.
However, my first Grim Reaper children;

Anubis, and his twin;

Hades Osiris;
came out looking somewhat different than their mother, Isabelle.
She has, I believe, the s3 (third darkest) skin tone, but the boys were born with what looks to be the s2 (one shade lighter than her) skin.
Everything else genetic-wise is her, though, with the black hair and custom (of course, custom usually takes precedence over Maxis) eyes. And they're not identical twins, either, as one would suspect of clones
.
I did, however, use the Lot Debugger from MATY before their birth, so that may have caused some genetics to be pulled from somewhere.
I, however, did not use it before Zak gave birth (it would have forced me to save my game, and I did not want that, as previously stated), and his kids ended up as clones.

Makes one wonder.

I do, know, at least, that Death was given a personality.
If the kids were simply clones, they should have ended up with the same personality as Zak. But they didn't. Take Grimmy (the baby), for example:

they're similar, but not the same.

Zak: Thankfully. It'd be creepy to have a carbon-copy kid.

Truly.

So, just to show the clone-like appearances, here's how Grimmy turned out:

Handsome devil, isn't he?

He looks EXACTLY like you, Zakary.

... Your point being?

*sigh*

Wanting to see what a girl would look like from him, I gave it another try, and got Grimalla;
who ended up more or less as a clone as well.

Gorgeous, but more or less just a female form of daddy. =P

And so, to end, that was the basic overview as to how to make babies with the Grim Reaper.
Hope you managed to learn something in the process.

I know I did.

And what's that?

... never to let you use me for another one of these 'tutorials.' That, and that I NEVER want to give birth again. ><'

Aw, but she's cute...

The InSIMenator can be found here.
For anyone who wants InTeen, it can be found here.

If you succeed, leave me pictures! ^^

Happy "It Sucks to be Single" ... cough...Valentine's Day!

Fri, 15 Feb 2008 06:11:18 GMT

This is as close as I get to romance today. *sigh* But hey, at least my SimSelf gets some.

Me: Lol, I r so touching yor face... ^-^
Dante: Lol, u so r!

<3

Bah, I only wish I was as half as hot in real life as this collection of pixels and polygons... =/

After dinner, a little gossip... (Apparently the topic of choice was Ryan's Simself (evilpenguinking))

And after that, a little dancing...
(little do they seem to realize that they're grooving to classical music... =/)

There, that's slightly more appropriate.
(And it seems Mrs. Jacquet has magical disapproval powers, which includes x-ray vision...)

Speaking of magical disapproval powers...

"Oh, he's so hot when he gets me in trouble..."
Dante: *plusplus*

A little ass-grab on my part seems to earn me an old lady beatdown.
Damn Mrs. CrumplyButt... no shame at all, smacking a pregnant woman around for a playful flirt with her husband-to-be.

*random bitchface*
7 nice points? Who, me?

Dante: *is kyoot*
Aww. Such an innocent expression. <3

And, to end...

... my favourite shot of the night. ^^
(Inside of our Mustang GT. ;P)

A slight distraction...

Thu, 03 Jan 2008 06:26:47 GMT

But hey, at least it's something. =P

Inspired by a thread over on a Facebook group I belong to, I've decided to but words to Sims.
Well, of course, I've elaborated on what was posted... but the story is still the same.

But anyway, let's give this a shot now, shall we?

My husband Gregory and I live in this small, 4- room house in Riverblossom Hills.

We haven’t been here long, really; we met while both attending Académie le Tour, and married not long after graduation- I, at the top of my class with a degree in Physics, and my dear Greg barely scraping by to get his History degree.

But that was not for a lack of trying, though. My husband, for as much as I love him, just is not all that intelligent. Although, he does make up for it tenfold in his sweetness and sheer determination to make a good life for us. So much so that he does not mind pulling double shifts at his job as a convenience store clerk just so I can wait for the right position to open up for me at a game company.

But that’s probably wherein that our troubles began.

As you can see, I am pregnant. Very pregnant.
But this is not my husband’s child that I carry. I know that for a fact.

Greg, for as much as he dotes on me, probably has his suspicions as well; though I can only hope that he does not. He may not be the smartest cookie in the jar… but he is by no means completely stupid. But suspicions or not, he still seems excited about the pending arrival.

In regards to the child’s true origins, however…

That is a day I would so love to forget.

Okay, so I lied...

Thu, 03 Jan 2008 05:32:18 GMT

So, sometime during the summer, I lost my PC to a motherboard failure... after installing another stick of RAM so that my computer no longer choked when I tried to play my lovely Evurharts. I have my photos up to the end of the Gen 2 heir's college years and a little bit afterwards, on my Mac'top, but nothing's organized.

That and, well, after I got Sims to for the Mac'top in August, I just started another legacy. >>'And a few months later... yet another one.

Maybe one day I'll get around to actually writing something; I'm currently sorting and editing the photos for the Gen 1.0 for both the Galliants and the Ashfords, so hopefully 'one day' will be sooner than later.

For now... simply enjoy a picture of all three of my founders together. =3

Welcome!

Thu, 31 May 2007 20:08:39 GMT

Well, here we are.
I knew this summer I was going to do something creative, be it a webcomic, or this~ finally getting an time-intensive hobby of mine down onto paper, so to speak.
Both options involved developing and working a storyline... but this one I need only act as the director, and not the illustrator. :P

Anyway, welcome to my Legacy. Well, not my Legacy, exactly... but close enough.
This'll be a story completely constructed using The Sims 2.

As to not kill my computer, I only have three of five expansions at the moment: Nightlife, University, and Pets.
I have no particular interest in Open For Business, but I am looking into getting Seasons as soon as I can afford to upgrade my poor PC with more memory and a better video card. GeForce7900, here I come. ;) No Stuff packs either, at the moment. Custom content, but no extra Maxis-made objects.
If anyone wants to make suggestions for packs or CC, by all means, comment away.

My game runs with the InTeenimater installed. For story purposes, I may use its features from time to time, so if anyone has issues with sexually active teens, or even teen pregnancy, tread with caution.
I am following the basic Legacy Challenge, as but forth here:
http://forums.thesimsresource.com/showthread.php?t=261751
But since I'm in it more for the story that racking up points, I may bend the rules every once and a while. :)
Having InTeen may already be an outright violation, so... oh well. It still makes for some interesting situations. The basic Challenge structure will still be there.

Hm, what else to say?
Ah, yes. I'll try and update the story at least once a week, or at least as fast as my playing time allows me. They'll probably come more often for the first little while, seeing as though I've let the pictures accrue with no true story behind them for perhaps a little too long -I'm in my first heir's final year of college at the moment. XD Oops.

Other than that, I suppose all I can say is... enjoy!
As soon as I start getting pieces up, that is.

Until next time,
~The Puppet Master