Beckett Legacy 2.1: beckett

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Beckett Legacy 2.1

Jul 09, 2011 13:05

Previously: Elle was named heir. She proceeded to fail it up big time. Fail included, but was not limited to, peeing all over the dance floor and David. Topher and Keira married and had babies; twin girls. Ingrid and Goodwin did next to nothing.

I'm really sorry about how long it took to get this up. I haven't felt like playing recently, and been busy trying to find a job etc. I accidentally deleted all my CC when I was reinstalling, so I’ve redone the house a bit. Also I changed my defaults so everyone looks a bit different! Coilette disappeared for some reason, so we’ll just pretend Ingrid melted her down for scrap :D

Ingrid: Why is there a young man passed out in our courtyard?

Elle: Err, yeah… about that…

Ingrid: Don’t take that tone with me, young lady, or it’s the pool for you! I am your mother and you will do me the curtesy of showcasing all the proper respect that position entitles. Honestly, did they teach you nothing in military school?

Elle: Yes, ma’am!

Hey, remember when Ingrid sent Elle away to spend her childhood at military school? Yeah, me neither.

Speaking of the unconscious man…

Topher: How long have you been out here?

David: Um… when was Wednesday?

Topher: Day before last.

David: Then, yeah, about a week.

Poor David. He managed to somehow get himself stuck out there.

But we’ll just ignore his cries for help for the moment because the twins’ birthday has rolled around! Robobaby is up first.

Topher: Totally didn’t spawn this. Wtf?

Fixed!Tigerlily. It’s a bit hard to see, but she has purple eyes <3

And Ivy. The black-haired, blue-eyed baby I’ve been waiting for.

Topher: Holy shit! Your grandmother’s coming!

Tigerlily: Ye gads! Where?!

Topher: And at night there will be no sound as your bedroom doors slides open just enough for her to sneak in. You won’t see her. But she is over your crib, metal claw poised over your head…

Tigerlily: …!

Oh, come on. Ingrid wasn’t that bad a mother, Toph.

Keira: *strokes* Miiiiine…

Ivy: Well, there goes the chance of getting any sleep tonight.

Whatever it is, it’s catching.

A newly madeover David - seen here perfecting the puppy dog eyes - has been shuffling awkwardly around all day.

It could be because Ingrid’s caught onto his crippling shyness and now spends all her time making sure he feels extra uncomfortable.

David: *strained smile*

Or that Goodwin is actively trying to bludgeon him to death with his own pillow.

David: But I don’t understand, Mr Beckett! What did I do?

Goodwin: Punk.

Or the fact that the family is now being stalked by a paparazzi in a wedding dress.

Or even that Sultan Sam is waiting patiently to die after being rejected yet again by the flamingo.

Elle: Hey, buddy, my eyes are up here.

Oh, he was waiting for Elle to come home from work.

David: Elle, while I was trapped in your back garden I found these amongst the remains of your brother’s forgotten vegetables and remembered that your favourite colour is purple. And it made me realise something.

David: Did you want to come outside with me? I’m unable to speak in front of your family.

Go for it, boy!

Elle: So, what’s up?

Elle: Oh, wow. It’s beautiful out here at night.

David: I know.

Elle: Keira says it’s weird you and I are practically living together, yet we’ve only kissed that one time. And it is. Don’t you think so?

David: No.

David: Elle, I don’t care how weird anyone thinks you are, or I am.

David: I’m in love with the girl who used to cry in the bathrooms at lunch because she thought nobody knew her name. I almost let you go, because I was always too shy to talk to you. I don't want to let go again, Elle.

Elle: zomg!

He looks so happy!

I think I missed the Becketts more than I thought <3

Keira: It’s so *sob* beautiful!

Topher: *nom*

I’m so sappy today >.<

Keira’s been crying in the shower a lot lately. I think living with the in-laws is getting to her.

Ingrid: Good morning, granddaughter.

Tigerlily: *flailing scream*

Dear God, woman! Step away from the baby!

Topher is rivalling Goodwin for the title of Most Obsessive Father Figure. He rolls a bazillion wants for his girls all day long.

And just to show that Keira is loving it, too. When she isn’t crying, that is.

Ingrid: Still living here, are you? No, by all means go ahead. I’ll just check in on your children…

Keira: Topher, it’s no longer a joke. We are moving out.

Topher: Yeah, I figured.

Bye, Topher. Have fun looking after your now invisible baby!

And, hey, since I’m chock full of romance this update:

Ingrid and Goodwin are still going strong. In fact, whenever one of them sees the other they immediately roll wants to kiss/hug/woohoo. It’s really cute.

Goodwin is totally workin’ that uniform.

And now it’s time for him to get old :(

David: Yay, Mr Beckett!

Goodwin: I knew there was a reason I hated you.

Elle: Mum, don’t you think David’s earned the right to eat with the rest of us?

Ingrid: Goodness no, honey. Until he goes back in time and successfully stops his past self from breaking the sink he’s to eat in his corner.

Goodwin: I love it when you mistreat company.

I think Goodwin was promoted to pimp, or something.

Elle: Raise the roof ‘cause it’s my bachelorette party!

Ingrid: And so help me if you so much as look at an alcoholic beverage, young lady!

Look, there’re only so many people Elle can invite. Her mum is practically half the guest list.

The others would be Daniela. She is apparently older than her mother. The magic of time travel?

And Keira.

Keira: Don’t even think about it.

Elle: So, I was wondering; since I’m getting married and all, do you think you could make a toast about it?

Keira: Should have thought of that before you sprayed me with champagne.

Elle: *learns that Keira is a snob*

Keira: Err, Elle…?

Elle: He’s taking his clothes off, isn’t he?

Bartender: Love this job.

The stripper gave Daniela some pointers on both her moves and her face. What a winner.

What are you…? Are you dancing? Really? That’s how you dance?!

Ingrid: :(

All the girls hit the dance floor. Oh, and the random guy no one invited.

Random: I feel so close to you all right now :D

He then hit incessantly on Keira.

Random: Hey, does this handkerchief smell like chloroform?

Keira: Now it may look like my totally real phone number is a couple digits short, but I assure you it’s not.

Fierce.

This is Elle after all.

Meanwhile…

Something you’d like to share, David?

He drank them all and collapsed by the hot tub D:

There’s one more hurdle to get through before the wedding.

Goodwin: Hooooooonk!

Ingrid: I’m old and burnt. Honey, shut the fuck up.

Oh, Ingrid.

Elle: Hey, uh, excuse me? It’s my wedding day and I want to take a nap before the ceremony, but I’ve forgotten how to climb through the window to get into bed. Little help?

Despite Elle’s brain being missing, it’s full steam ahead with the wedding! And I see you back there, Ingrid, inching towards the food. Don’t you even start.

The guests arrive, determined to be as obnoxious as simishly possible and do everything under the sun except gather around to watch the ceremony.

This little lady is Astrid - Daniela and Shark’s daughter.

Astrid: Yo, bitches!

Speaking of Shark…

Shark: Chillax, babe. Wedding’s not for another two seconds. Plenty of time to join me and my flannel in the hot tub!

Keira: Righteous.

Surely someone, somewhere can actually sit down on a damn chair and watch the heiress get married. Anyone? ANYONE? Topher?

Topher: *inhales deeply*

Stop molesting the uninvited vampire and start watching your sister’s wedding!

They are too sweet.

Let’s check in on the audience.

The girls’ section:

Daniela/Keira/Uninvited Vampire: *beautiful weeping*

The boys’ section:

Goodwin: Women. Am I right, son?

Topher: Completely.

Shark: Someone hold me!

:’)

Ingrid, you old romantic, you <3

Elle: No, it's fine. Please go back to being as big a jackass as you guys can be!

Shark: Oh yeah, da-aym, I am fine!

Uninvited Vampire: Take me now.

David: *squeaky voice* We're got this favourite son-in-law thing in the bag! Don't we, Mr Left?

Elle: Hey, Toph, wanna hear a secret?

Topher: Alright, this should be good.

Elle: *gigglesnort* You were always my best friend.

The stress of having so many pairs of eyes on him finally became too much and David escaped inside to play with his toy car.

David: It’s an action figure!

The party wound down and Elle’s wedding day was drawing to a close.

Elle: The second I finish this juice, mister… *bedroom eyes*

Ingrid&Goodwin: *going to town in the background*

Elle: Well, this is not awkward in the slightest…

David: At least I get to eat at the table now :)

David’s only been spamming wants for this since forever ;)

I'd say it was worth the wait XD

Goodwin: You see these? These are graaaandchildrennnn. Now when exactly can I expect to recieve your contribution?

David: But I -

We're working on it.

Elle: :)

Elle spent her pregnancy lounging around the house, and Ingrid autonomously kept her company. It was really nice. Here they are discovering the free porn the cable guy accidentally hooked them up with.

Elle: But how is she going to get her tongue all the way up... oh. OH!

Ingrid: Pffft. Your father and I did that in the shower this morning.