The Quinn Legacy 3.3
OMG... did someone say Quinn Legacy?! Isn't that the family that was SO crazy that they managed not only to destroy each others lives (not to mention my own sanity!) but the entire neighbourhood they were inhabiting in the process? What can I say, I'm a sucker for punishment... but the real question is, are you?
So I'm guessing that most of you either:
a) Wouldn't be able to remember what happened with the Quinn family last update if I paid you.
Or
b) Have no idea this Legacy family even existed.
For those of you that picked b) you have 3 options -
1. Get out, get out NOW whilst you still can!
2. Backtrack. Since this is only generation 3/4 and my updates are shortish it's easily done.
(if you want I can create a collection post for easy reference)
3. Invent the most outlandish tale you can think of about how all of the current generation Quinns came into existance, and if your feeling brave and have a penchant for crazy; read on.
For my fellow camp a) buddies (because hell, even I had to go back and read my own updates it's been that long), strap yourselves in, I'm about to attempt to refresh your memories about the current generation of Quinns and their insane-asylum worthy antics.
This is the current Quinn Legacy Manor, the peaceful dwelling *cough*insaneasylum*cough* where all the magic happens. With over 5 bedrooms and a multitude of bathrooms, at present it houses 2 elders, 3 adults (2 of whom I might add are PREGNANT), 3 kids, 1 dog, a guinea pig with axe murderer tendancies, and some random feral cats.
Thorn Quinn, our second gen heir is a popularity/romance sim with one unusually long body appendage. (I'm talking about his NOSE of course, what were you thinking?).
Thorn: "I'll bet you 10 christmas presents that my nose is bigger and shinier than your nose Rudolph."
He's special.
Thorn's wife is none other than everyone's favourite annoying townie child, Marsha Bruenig.
Marsha: "I gave that man babiez and LOOK what I get in return - a cheating husband, 'pansy' son and a daughter with a beak nose!".
Oh quit your complaining Marsha. Go step on a boobie or something!
In a sheer act of stupidity I decided to go with double generation 3 heirs. Mars Quinn is a breed of delicious minty goodness and er... animal magnetism. After a potential 'incest probing' incident he's currently trying to prove himself by making puppy eyes at any female that moves.
Mars: "Hey babe, your so hot your hair is on fire! Let's woohoo!"
Ladies, meet Mr. Smooth. *gags*
Don't let this innocent act fool you. Our second gen 3 heir, Lily 'beak-nose' Quinn is an atrociously evil, blood sucking, 'booga' killing machiene.
Lily: "But I am innocent! Do I look like I would ever intentionally harm a single antennei on a wee little 'boogas' head?!".
Uh hu, Lily. We believe you. Didn't you burn Mars to a pile of ash on vacation?
*RUN Mars, run for your LIFE!*
The final 'adult' of the Quinn legacy household is Mars' wife, Meadow-the-Twit.
Meadow: "Oooooh cake!. I love Cake! Gimme, gimmie, gimmie!"
Clearly, she's not the brightest pixel on the computer screen.
(btw, looks like someone finally got a cow plant! *doeshappydance*. It's only a matter of time now Medow, muhahahaha!)
This fine young gentlemen teaching us all about perfect table manners is Winter Quinn one of the three gen 4 'psudo triplet' Quinlettes.
Winter: "Gobble...Slurp...Burp!"
Did I mention his dad is Goopy? Enough Said.
Galaxy: "Take me to your leader Mr Llama or I'll stick a probe way up where the sun don't shine!"
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Galaxy Quinn, our current front runner for 'totally screwed up child of the year'. With a dad like Mars and a possible case of PT incest, it's not hard to imagine why.
Finally we have Lavender Quinn, the sweet and good natured (aka boring) daughter of Meadow and Mars.
Lavender: "I'll give you boring! Just you wait and see! Mr Chips said I was the prettiest kid he'd ever seen!"
Lavender, no offence, but Mr Chips is a guinea pig, who also told you to "kill them all!"...
Random townie kid: "Don't ask me why you took this picture? I sure ain't part of this here loon family"
That. can. be. arranged.
Last update I think I left you with yet another baby cliff hanger. Consider yourself unhung. Meet our latest bundle of joy Ican'trememberwhatyournameis Quinn.
Meadow get pregnant one more time and I swear, I'll feed you to that cowplant myself!
(I really can't remember her name, it's been months since I played this family!)
Our resident witch Lily (who also happens to be pregnant to her atrociously evil witchy lover) seems to have taken to creating illegal cocktail elixers in the backyard...
Lily: "Glug... glug"
Errr, don't you and your army of killer vampire penguins go doing anything stupid now...
Speaking of stupid. I give you Meadow Quinn, in "how to act like a grade A dumbass".
Meadow: "Hello Mr Cowplant, how would you like a great big pat this morning?"
*face palm*
Medow: "Ooooh I can see your intestional contents from here... hey is THAT cake?"
Don't just stand their smiling like a bafoon you moron, I don't think Mr Cowplant just wants to play tonsil hockey! RUN AWAY!
*secrethappydance*
Mars, taking Meadow's demise like a man.
Meadow's death becomes the final straw for little Lavender who has taken to living like a feral in a shack outside.
Lavender: "Waaaah! Why was mummy such a stupid nitwit?!"
What is it they say about apples and trees Lavender?
Side note: Meet Beatdoc's random failed attempt into hair retexturing take one.
Honey all the tribal chanting in the world isn't going to bring that moron back.
Just get over it already!
Le feral tree shack.
Galaxy: "Ewww get away from me you crazy loon! Wasn't your mum so stupid she got eaten by a Cow Plant?"
Wasn't your dad so stupid Galaxy that he got butt probed by his own alien father?
My god, I leave this family for a few months and they all turn into a bunch of wailing emos.
Mars: "My wife is gone, I'm getting no woohoo and I think I just saw my daughter playing house with a rabid chimpanzee and killer vampire penguins!"
And your problem is what now?
So I caved and made a pact with the devil incarnate herself. The crying was getting on my nerves even more than Meadow's 'twittiness'.
(famous last words)
Lily: "Tehehehe welcome to the undead Moron! Let's see how that Minty booga likes having his brains devoured for breakfast. Can I fix you a bloody Mary?"
You would think with all this devouring of Brainz that Meadow just might grow one. Alas, to my dismay, she is more 'twit-like' than ever.
Thank you soo much for bringing her back beak-nose... NOT!
Boring reunion of the nitwits.
It's just your neglected alien child's fist birthday. No need to get excited or anything.
Awwwww! Meet Beatdoc's failed attempt into hair retexturing take two! Oh yeah, and I suppose the toddler is cute also.
Muhahaha I wonder if you will have to wait another four/five months for this pregnancy cliff hanger?
Wiggin' out with the water Wiggler!
WOW, I can't believe I actually updated, even if poorly! Sorry bout the lack of funny, I took all of these images over 3 months ago (or whenever I last updated) so I had almost no idea what comments I origionally intended! I do plan to continue with Quinns though, especially as I have finally rescued them from their flaming pit of neighbourhood doom. What do people prefer though, these smaller images, bigger images like the newer entries on my livejournal or somewhere in between?
Also - In other news check out the Round Robin Legacy that the awesome people from The Spore Community and myself are participating in! I'm not until generation 6, but we have a livejournal community set up for updates, so if your in for some legacy reading fun, head on over and vote for our founder! It's going to be a whole heap of fun!