The Stitch Legacy Ch. 1.1
Index
I'm such a n00b.
WHY HELLO THERE FRESH-FACED LEGACY FOUNDER.
Meet Taylor. Taylor, bless his soul, is a leftover crazy from an Asylum challenge. I felt stupidly sorry for the sims' maltreatment in that particular institution. Several other patients have since married into playable families. Taylor here gets to start a Legacy. Only problem is... Romance Sim. Guhhh... I don't mind this aspiration as long as the sim doesn't have the typical LTW. Being at the top of the Slacker Career, yeah, I can deal with that. Woohooing 20 sims? *headdesk*
This is Legacy Hall, prime real estate in the centre of my 'hood, Cutlers Bay.
Anyway... I decided on Tay here as my founder because... well, hey, it'll make for a challenging change trying to fulfill his LTW of being AN EPIC MANSLAG. You heard me Blondie. Man-slag. So on with the Legacy. This one (being my first) starts in traditional legacy style. With my founder moving into his dream home crap shack.
Welcome to the CrapShack.
"What? How am I supposed to romance the ladysims in this? There's only one bed. And the shower is outside!"
Quit your whining and get a job, lazy arse.
Behold the power of my photography skills. I call this one 'Man with Newspaper'. It's a subtle piece about the introspective nature of blah blah blah... Sorry, I was even boring myself there.
Back on topic. Since Tay's LTW is not career related, he gets the first job that rolls up. Congratulations Tay. You're now attending Cop School.
The Welcome Wagon rolls in. This time we have... Keira (blonde in blue), Kimmy (red-headed teen) and... uhh... Demetrius (am I saying that right?) Stafford. Also known as Random Townie #79. Being a good host (and not, in any way, a complete anti-social grouch), Taylor prepares them some butties and burps in their general direction. That burp must have had some power to it, since Keira and Kimmy are gagging from across the lawn.
Keira: "Oh, God. I walked halfaway across town for this?"
Random Townie: Soon. *lurking*
And, like every damn social gathering in my game, Taylor's little welcome party inevitably turns into a hula-fest.
Also, I apologise. Quite a few of my shots will have plumbbobs in. I only recently realised there was a cheat for that, and forget to use it half the time anyway. I'm pretty good with keeping walls up for pics though. C:
I spot an old friend of Taylor's entering the lot. Say hello to Hackett Price, a fellow former patient of the Asylum; a highly strung young family sim who suffered most dreadfully from a terrible fear of karaoke, coupled with an overwhelming compulsion to sing karaoke every five minutes. He and Tay have a quick catchup gossip about Generic Teen First Kiss Machine, Anna 'The Town Bike' Malloy.
Taylor pops round back for a quick shower. Only Demetrius seemed shocked by this. I rather suspect Kimmy and Keira were enjoying the view.
Haha, no. No I didn't Kimmy. Go home to your family, you little harlot. Also, it's only 7pm.
Next morning.
Taylor: "Uhh... there's a skunk."
Excellent observation.
"But.... it's a skunk!"
Your point being?
"I don't like the way its looking at me."
Skunk: *trots past non-chalantly* S'up? Fancy sharing that toaster pastry?
Did I mention how Taylor has a complete absense of nice points? After he'd showered, he took off running across the lot to berate a passing teen (incidentally the ginger son of the blonde lady in the welcome wagon).
Taylor: "Damn hippies! Stay off my lawn!!"
Teen: Dude, I was on the pavement.
Taylor: *glares*
So zero nice points equals arguing with passing strangers. Fun.
And pointing out to them that they're a little overweight.
Taylor: Stand back for Captain Fat!
Hmm... Perhaps Taylor wasn't as ready to be released from the Asylum as I thought...
A nice view of the inside of the crap shack. Taylor sleeps pretty soundly for someone who just gave a teenager an eating disorder (seriously! When I played Ginger Teen's house after this, he autonomously jumped on the exercise bike he's been ignoring all his life and pedalled until he almost died. Guhhhh...)
Goooood morning Abs. I mean, Taylor. Get your arse in gear and get to work. We need money and we need to find you a spouse!
Hmm... it seems like Taylor is among his own kind (read: batshit crazy) at police training.
Well, you better get to work earning back that body skill point, chump.
Well, lad. You've done pretty well this week. 2 promotions, enough money to expand the crap shack a little. And I have a surprise for you. There's a lady just walked onto the lot and my amazing powers of smart-arsery tell me you'd be a perfect match.
Say hello to Soukie Lanister.
Soukie was a tourist sim. I planned to travel the three vacation destinations and collect all the mementos. Then I couldn't be arsed and she ran out of money so I towniefied her.
I think she's a success. As soon as he shook her hand, Taylor stepped back and did that creepy 'You're hot' sign, except he was still standing so close he just openly groped her boob. I wish I'd gotten a picture... :C
Soukie here is a... haha, get out. A getaway driver?
Taylor, if you remember, is a copper. This amuses me. Trust romance sims to put professional integrity aside for the sake of 3 bolt chemistry.
Taylor: I find you incredibly attractive. *glares*
Le Crush. They only met two hours ago. Sims.
Taylor: MOVE IN WITH ME?
Soukie: Heh heh, noooooo.
AW-kward.
Taylor: Smoochies then?
Soukie: Smoochies are acceptable.
Taylor: Do I HAVE to?!
Move-in attempt #2 is also a crash-n-burn. Soukie is afraid now. She thinks Taylor is moving too fast, but I think Taylor is approaching the end of his first week and he needs a baby machine, fast!
This thrilling bit of photography illustrates the moment Soukie finally agreed to move in. She brought a few grand with her, enough to buy them a double bed until I start work on the actual house. I'm quite particular about my houses and I didn't want the Legacy house to be a slowly growing series of boxes, but at this point I hadn't found a house plan I actually liked.
Soukie gets a makeover. She now has granny glasses and freckles. SQUEE!! Also, LOVE.
InTeen dictates they have to Go Steady before they can get engaged.
The next few pics show a house I started building, grew to hate and then demolished, so kinda redundant now. Instead, have a picture of Soukie freestyling on the kerbside, hoping to get a few donations from walkbys so I can buy them a shower. And Random Townie #45 is swooning for Souks big time.
So while Soukie keeps it real, we reach the end of the first week of this Legacy. I hope you enjoyed it, or at least didn't hate it. Once I get things going, it should be better. I even have a few vague ideas for plottiness later on.
Read Ch. 1.2