Foxglove Legacy 1.5, part two
PART ONE
Hiya! Last time, things happened in part one. No, really, if you didn't read part one, please go and do so. I can't make you, but I can suggest it.
Part one ended with a view of Peaches'sss's'sss buttocks on the morning of his and Viola's departure to the boarding school for hippies. Thus, we begin with Viola, though not with a view of her derriere.
Viola: I finally get to go out and see the world without these cretins surrounding me.
Good to know you'll miss your family.
Bye, Viola! I really do like you and your misanthropy, but since you won't inherit the legacy, I can't bring myself to pay much attention to you. Maybe you'll find the place you ~belong among the peace-loving ecologists at your boarding school.
And bye to Peaches, whose face I'm quite proud to have sculpted out of pudding. Superficial, me? Nonsense.
Aw, we finally got a laundry gnome! I named him Bahamut.
Tuesday: Ah, bubble baths truly help to ease the pain of being so beautiful.
This picture serves no real purpose other than to demonstrate how much I love this deco soap thingamajig that Daluved1 made. The version I use makes it so that sims can have bubble baths without that stupid-looking bottle.
Also, it's about time for some gratuitous Royal spam, don't you think?
Just Royal being flawless, nbd.
It looks like Kingston and Polly's romance is as alive as ever.
Oh, Tuesday. I love you and your grumpy frown.
Tuesday: How did my piercings change? This thing looks stupid and cuts through my lip.
Shhh, don't mention the stupid things I do in CAS. People mightn't have noticed if you hadn't brought it up.
Damn, Schuyler makes some interesting faces.
Aw, Kingston. <3 He suddenly got wants to take up fishing and such, so here he is.
I actually had to build a pond for him to fish at, though, since the world I've been playing in (Eloni Island) didn't have fish spawners, at least from what I saw in my cursory search of the town.
Royal: My homework is glowing. How odd. Actually, it must be good to have glowing homework, since that seems unique.
LATFH.
I think these are Royal's IRL brethren.
Just bustin' some ghosts...exorcising some demons...no big deal.
Speaking of jobs...um, EA: you sow seeds, and sew threads. Just for future reference.
Royal: Hey, mom! Wanna hear a cool song?
Polly: Uh, sure, honey.
Royal: Okay, then. Ahem. To the windows, to the walls~
Royal: 'Till the sweat drips down my-
Polly: Wait, what crass song are you singing? Stop it!
Royal: It's a deep song with many layers of meaning, Mom! Get with the times!
Polly: No, Royal, that's just plain indecent! I won't have you singing that in my house!
Royal: Indecent? Indecent?! You walk around the house in your underwear ALL THE TIME - so much that I think I've been scarred for life - and you're telling me I'm being indecent?
Polly: GRAAAAAGHHHH, you insolent child!
Royal: Okay, you're being a hypocrite, and I honestly have no clue why you're overreacting so much. I love and respect you, Mom, but you need to look in the mirror before you accuse others of things!
Polly: AGH! That's it!
Polly: DO NOT TALK DOWN TO ME, SON.
Polly: You've just proven how little respect you have for your parents! I can't BELIEVE this.
Royal: Fine, whatever. I'm done listening to this nonsense, anyway. I respectfully suggest you go and cool down before yelling at someone else.
And that was the Battle of Royal and Polly. It went down in history books.
Elsewhere in the house, Carver senses the disturbance in the Force.
Carver: I hope I shouldn't fear for my life any more than I already do.
Carver: Wait, if that was even possible, then it means I haven't been maintaining constant vigilance. HOSHIT. Constant Vigilance. Constant...vigilance...
Is Tuesday really painting an anime character? Well, that spices things up a bit, I suppose.
Royal: One day, I will wallpaper entire house in overly-edited pictures of nebulas and galaxies....
/hackneyed joke about hipsters
Nothing like a round of video games to start your morning well. Or not.
Tuesday: Uh...is that supposed to happen when I press A?
Tuesday: GAH! Damn it, I died again.
Either Carver is so mesmerized by the sight of Tuesday in her underwear that he's gone cross-eyed, or...he's just cross-eyed.
Tuesday: I AM SO FRUSTRATED THAT I MUST GRAB SOMETHING - oh look, Carver's tush.
Uh, what?
Really, though. I could caption this picture in so...many...ways. All of them crass. All of them making me guffaw like an idiot.
Carver seems to fit in well with this family, doesn't he? He even matches the wallpaper; how delightful. Can you tell that blue is my favorite color yet?
D'awww, I just melt when I see sims make that face.
Tuesday: Haha, you messed up~
Carver: Damn it, it was my controller's fault! I was only in 2nd place out of 2 places before I died!
Somehow I don't think that's very good for Kingston's back.
Tuesday: Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Carver: I love her so, so much...
Aw. <3
Polly: Whippersnappers. Ugh. Think they can just throw around Shakespeare quotes and make it work.
Oh, Polly. When did you become such a grumpy old lady?
These two really are all over each other if I'm not directing them to do something. Yay, autonomous love~ It almost makes me forget that this actually happened. I'm hoping that was just a rush of teen hormones and nothing more.
Then, pretty much everyone in the house had a want to go to China, so I decided to listen to what they were telling me and give them a nice family vacation. I think they perhaps wanted to mend the rift between Royal and Polly from that explosive argument they had. Also, I'm sorry if the captions here are subpar, it was just difficult to make a kind of random vacation flow well in a legacy post...but I digress.
Schuyler hates how uncomfortable airplanes are, so when she arrived, she stripped down to her underwear. Or something.
And is it just me, or does it look like she's fanning her vagina?
Kingston: When I open my eyes, I will be far away in a place where shit like this doesn't happen...
Carver: Hopefully if I just stay inside and read nothing bad will happen to me.
But look how pretty it is outside! I love Shang Simla.
Time for some tomb raiding!
Tuesday: Ah, I can just smell the adventure! Musty old tombs are so wonderful!
Tuesday: A hole in the wall? I think it's an okay idea to search for something there!
Tuesday: YEAH! That was awwwwwesome!
Well, I guess the Foxgloves are just a bunch of acrobats.
Tuesday: Phew...that was actually getting a bit scary down there...
After all that time spent in The Hall of the Lost Army (or whatever it's called), Tuesday chowed down on very fine cuisine.
Also, I am in love with these default replacement plates from One Billion Pixels. <3
Is that...a smile?! Holy cow, adventuring must really be good for Tuesday.
But by the next day, she's back to frowning. :|
Royal knows how to smile like he means it. Show her how it's done, Royal!
Polly: Hey, sweetie...I feel bad, but I've never told you about how wrongly I behaved in the past...
Kingston: Polly dear, it's okay. You don't have to tell me. Whatever it is that's bothering you, I forgive you for it. You and I have been together for far too long now for something that happened so long ago to break us apart. I will always love you, no matter what.
Polly: Oh, Kingston, I'm really not good enough for you, am I?
Kingston: I beg to differ. You've made me happier than I could have ever been alone.
Is it sad that seeing how sweet they were to each other on this trip made me a little emotional? I'm not too attached to my sims, no sir.
I went to check up on Schuyler and this is what I found. /not surprised
Kingston: *sneak sneak sneak*
Schuyler: I can see you, you know.
Kingston: ABOOGABOOGA!
Schuyler: OH SHIT WHAT IS HAPPENING.
Kingston: I SMOTE HIS RUIN UPON THE MOUNTAINSIDE!
Schuyler: ...I think you gave me a heart attack, Dad.
Kingston: Heh heh, amateurs.
Carver, meet training dummy. Training dummy, meet Carver.
Carver: B-but...what if it hits back?
Carver: I suppose I should give it a go anyway...Hiiiiiya!
Carver: Yeah, that's right, you dumb pole! Bet you didn't even see that coming.
Meanwhile, Royal's just given up.
Royal: Damn it! I'm athletic, aren't I just supposed to learn this easily?
Awww.
Schuyler: Hey, look at this! My fingers are double-jointed.
I'm sure she cares, Sky.
Carver: Tranquil as a forest, but on fire within...
Schuyler: Seriously, just listen to my knuckles crack! It's like a symphony of sound, isn't it?
Carver: With all the strength of a raging fire; mysterious as the dark side of the moon...
Carver: Am I self-actualized now?
Tuesday: I must say, I admire the handsome...needlework on your shirt.
She had me worried for a moment there.
That is one gigantic beetle. Honestly. Proportions, what are those?
Tuesday decides to explore this cave a little, but it doesn't last long since she doesn't have the right keystone.
I never tire of that animation. XD
I think those searchable relic dig spots or whatever just look like little holes where used booze bottles and random debris were buried in ancient times.
Just a bit of Shang Simla spam. My landscape screenshots, let me show you them.
Of course, Kingston's being an awesome old man and peacefully fishing before they have to go home.
And finally! The end of the update...with a frowny-face Tuesday. What other facial expression would she be making?
Tuesday: I disapprove of your face and of the stereotype that a Chinese woman would wear chopsticks in her hair.
Okay, I honestly think you deserve an award if you read through these chapters. You certainly have my gratitude, but that's not really enough. Since I can't give you anything tangible or useful, I'm giving you a say in who continues the legacy. I know it's kind of a standard thing with most legacies these days, but I had been planning to decide the heir on my own before people began mentioning an heir poll. In the end, I decided I'd suck it up and post one, so pretty please, go vote!
Thank you so much for reading! I really appreciate it! The Lucky Cat can (hopefully) help my express my love:
