Johannes Generation 2.6
Previously: Amalthea and Izabela abandoned their anger and learned to play nice, Amalthea was named heiress and everyone graduated and moved back to Pleasantview. Looking back, last entry was probably not the best to use as my first advertised post, but maybe people will see past the relative nonevent that was that entry, since things are starting to get interesting.
Anyway, we left off last entry with the Quads playing red-hands in the snow in front of the Johannes home.
Meanwhile, Emilia is inside scoping the papers, since everyone but Amalthea, Evangeline, and Adrian are moving on to greener pastures (otherwise known as a ranch house in a neighborhood known as Legacyville: Home of the Spares).
Amalthea: See you, suckers!
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Emilia is so stylin'.
Amalthea almost immediately gets a job in the culinary career. One step closer to her Celebrity Chef dreams!
(this is a comparison shot to show how ridiculously similar Amalthea looks to one of my previous legacy's heiresses, Eleanor. A lot of it is the coloring and hair, but woah! And Eleanor was a 7th or so generation sim.)
En route to a family band?
It's that time in Legacyland, folks. Amalthea is sent out to find a spouse. Since her previous dealings with the matchmaker brought...well, pretty much just Prince, I sent her to the roller rink since Evangeline had had good luck there.
Snakeskin: Those ribs smell delicious, but that girl is uuuug-ly!
The first person to show interest in Amalthea is Kristen Singles. You might think by Amalthea's expression that they didn't get along too well, but...
Apparently that face just means she likes you.
Then the Blonde Guy showed up. Things were going pretty well-no outright hatred, at least.
Blonde Guy: Everyone wants me in their legacies, don't you want to be one of the cool kids?
Amalthea simultaneously gagged and laughed at him. Blonde Guy = Nope.
It was getting kind of ridiculous so a little Re-Nu-Yu was put to use to see if that would help. Not so much. Time to go home.
Back at home, and with new turn-ons, Amalthea gives the matchmaker another shot.
She gets this fellow, Nicholas, who is a big fan of Amalthea's dance moves.
She likes him!
Nicholas: Baby, you are smokin' hot even when you are freezing!
Amalthea: You're darn right I am.
Aw.
Unfortunately, Nicholas has genetics that are interesting, but I really fear their interaction with Amalthea's features. So the matchmaker is called once more.
...of course.
Look at the matchmaker's face!
She's doing this on purpose.
Well, at least it's not Prince. His name is Chaz. He's got a bit of Benjamin Long nose going on, but that can be worked with.
The question is, will he be able to put up with Amalthea?
Doesn't look good.
Amalthea hops off to the bathroom and gives herself a little makeover to see if she can boost her chemistry with her date.
...and then this happens. I guess he was a fan of the new hair.
Amalthea: So, you know I was on the Dean's List?
Chaz: How pleasant!
They seem to really be hitting it off now!
Amalthea: I guess you like the hair, then?
Chaz: It's okay I guess, but how about blonde?
Sloppy Evangeline shows up to autonomously make the bed after Chaz and Amalthea WooHoo-ed. Now thats an accepting mother.
Soon afterward, he left and when Amalthea tried to call him later, it turned out that he didn't have a phone. Agjfdgljsdjkhakjhdsgf.
Newly blonde Amalthea trots back downtown to try her luck again. This fellow is pretty alright, so Amalthea tries wowing him with her fabulous school record.
Blonde Guy #2: Sorry, I am not into brainy girls.
Amalthea: D:
Evangeline, I know you love pork chops, but green waves coming off of them does not equal delicious dinner.
Two things to note about this picture: the Matchmaker is arriving, and Prince is already on the lot. This is due to my being entirely fed up with the Matchmaker's scheming ways and not wanting to get Prince as Amalthea's blind date anymore.
Here goes...
First off: Gunnar.
Amalthea: I cannot marry my sister's boyfriend.
Second: Evil Fran. Not eligible because he's one of my playables. And an evil genius.
Third: this guy. For some reason it wasn't working out between them, I can't remember why.
Regardless, in the middle of all of this Evil Fran managed to sneak behind Amalthea's back and attempt to leave a poo bag. In reality, though, he just ran around with it and then left because apparently he didn't know where to put it down.
Then this guy came over and did the same.
In any case, I give up on the matchmaker for this round and Amalthea goes downtown again, this time to Lucky's Card Shack.
And of course, the first guy that comes in that I think "Hey, he's pretty good!" is a spouse from my last legacy.
Instead of hitting on someone else's husband, Amalthea joins Sebastian for some karaoke.
Amalthea: I am never going to get engaged at this rate.
Amalthea: Maybe I should just adopt.
(Yes dear, but then it wouldn't count as the bloodline.)
Amalthea: I guess he's okay.
His name is Vasyl. Apparently it is the Ukrainian form of Basil.
Amalthea: Say...d'you like...fried eggs? Because I make a mean fried egg, and I could show you if we go over that way sometime.
Vasyl: Why yes! How coincidental that we should happen to discuss them, since I certainly enjoy them quite a bit!
Vasyl: In any case, if you're in the kitchen, I'd love to stand in that heat!
He, too, is wowed by her dancing skills.
Amalthea gives him the thoughtful gift of a cellphone (can't have the Chaz situation going down again).
Both: *crush crush crush*
Vasyl: But, you know, I really like redheads.
Amalthea: Well...okay I guess.
She seems happy enough to go back to being a redhead for a bit.
And as a result of their continued flirtations, Vasyl moves in!
After a makeover:
Vasyl Gregory
(Family, LTW: Reach Top of Journalism Career)
5 Sloppy/Neat
8 Outgoing
9 Active
3 Serious
1 Grouchy
And it's love for Amalthea at last!