Snowden Legacy - 1.2
Yvonne: You know, my archenemy is responsible for the stock market going down like a million points.
Yvonne: What say you to us launching her into outer space?
Komei: HA HAAA. Yeah! Spaaaace. Hilarious!
Yvonne: :|
Yvonne: Honestly, Komei! Quit with your raucous laughter! I am TRYING to do The Most Important Crosswords of Our Times!
Man, if Komei keeps this up, he is going to wake up with a horse head in his bed. That's all I'm saying.
Why, it's Mr. Eighties! Yvonne's illustrious date with the illustrious moustache! Whatcha got in the bag, there?
Mr. Eighties: KAMEHAMEHAAAAA
What was actually in the bag is unimportant!
But I am telling you what was in it anyway. I do this kind of thing all of the time! It was a DJ set. This is pretty appropriate, as Yvonne wanted to win a dance contest! This will surely help her hopes and dreams!
I sold it anyway.
Or I WOULD have if Komei Tellerman had not started playing DJ as soon as I looked away to type this! So instead, I changed my mind and just chucked it in Yvonne's inventory. She doesn't DESERVE money thanks to Komei.
Thanks a lot, Komei.
Komei: YOU'RE WELCOMEEE
Yvonne: A promotion?! AW HECKS NO. This is NOT what I wanted!
Except for how, you know, it is.
Yvonne: WHAT IS THIS. A low-class door?! Door, you are SO FIRED.
And that is the story of how I blew a percentage of Yvonne's promotion money on a new doorway area for her bathroom.
She still doesn't even have a refrigerator, guys.
Yeah, Yvonne. I'm sure you accidentally threw the ball behind him so he would accidentally bend over right in your field of vision.
I don't know, though. His butt isn't so great. What does she see in him?
Oh! He doesn't mind her grody eating habits! Now I see.
Of course, she minds his grody dancing habits. Maybe this isn't going to work out, after all.
Yvonne is about to kill her own food. Hooray!
Oh, dear. I don't think anyone ever told her that she cannot eat her dates.
OH NOOOO. Someone is macking on Yvonne's date of the day!
...Yvonne doesn't really seem to care. Oh, c'mon, Yvonne! Smack some heads!
Yvonne: You guys go get yourself some makeout action, now! G'night!
So, maaaybe she and this dude are not in a serious relationship. But only maybe!
Yvonne: I wonder... is my lawn chair edible? I don't know, I'm just saying with a little salt, it might taste pretty okay...
Cheater Dude: KAIOKEN TIMES 1000!!!!
Cheater Dude: lol jk STEREO!
Yvonne: Oh my GOSH shut up and get that stupid thing off of my lawn. Get the stereo off, too, while you're at it!
And so I sold this stereo. (wooo +$2,550 yaaay) And to celebrate her newfound wealth?
TRASH DIVING YEAHHH
Oh, and vomiting. FOOD POISONING YEAHHH
Okay! Now her house is lookin' swanky. As long as you ignore the toilet. And the furniture. Also, she has no money for wallpaper. But MAN is she classy or what?! Plus...
REAL FOOD! For the first time in the whole legacy! HOLY COW we're movin' on up.
Yvonne: uuuuuuuugh I'm gonna throw uuuuuuuuup dr. strange townie girl what should I doooooo.
Dr. Strange Townie Girl: You should do the Smustle! That'll cure what ails ya!
Yvonne: OMG DOCTOR THANK YOUUU
Dr. Strange Townie Girl: ...what, that worked?
Aww, man. Aren't Yvonne and her ghostly pale boyfriend-du-jour cuuute?
Ghosty: I like you because you remind me of grandmas! :D
Ghosty: Well, grandmas who can't cook, anyway!
I guess the smustle therapy treatment didn't work. Time to sue for malpractice! (attn dothesmustle: please check your mail for an important letter from my lawyer.)
Ghosty: And Ruby in the knitting circle and I, well, we made that afghan so fast your head would spin!
Ghosty really, REALLY likes grandmas.
Ghosty: BIG BANG ATTACK!!!
It was a telescope! I wanted her to have one of those anyway, so Yvonne got to keep it. This time. >:|
...o...kay?
Oh, wait. No more of the same. She got a bad chance card and got fired HARDCORE. Which is a bummer, since she was in the career for her LTW, too.
On the other hand, I didn't want her to accomplish her lifetime want, anyway! SUFFER, YVONNE, SUFFER!
SUFFER
SUFFER
SUFFER
SUFFER
Yvonne: I wish I were dead! :)
That's the way!
Yvonne: My GOSH, I am going crazy and it's actually boring!
Clearly, the best thing to do when you're going through a mental breakdown is to get engaged!
Yvonne: I'll marry you if you buy me an armchair!
Ghosty: I'm game!
The two both had wants to get engaged to each other, so why not?
I mean, just look at Yvonne! She's fist-clenchingly happy! This is just ~MEANT2B~.
Ghosty moved in, and brought some serious cash! ($6000 is serious for the Snowdens.) So, here's Korey Perry (née Ghosty), in his stylish grampa-fied makeover. Nice, Korey.
Plus, he's a highly-paid criminal! Super nice, Korey! Steal a grandma's purse and give its contents to Yvonne!
So, uh, my screencap program glitched up for these next few pictures, but you should get the idea anyway. Sorry 'bout that.
OH HECK. Her arm is impaling her chest!
also she's dying.
Korey: Nooo! My one true love is dying!
Yvonne: CHOKING. CHOKING. HEIMLICH. CHOKING.
Korey: I'll miss her so much!
Evidently, this is the face Yvonne makes when she dies.
...It'll be a closed-casket funeral.
Korey: Pleeease, Mr. Reaper! She's not an old lady, it's not her time, I swear!
Grim: Eh. Whatever.
Grim: Yeah, I'm on a tight schedule, you can keep her.
Korey: BOOYAH! I beat death! AWWRIIIGHT ME!
Korey looks oddly sad about Yvonne's coming back to life.
Korey: She's gonna mess up my new shiiiirt...
Yvonne: Being alive is awesome! AWESOME! AWESOME!
Korey: So, remember how I TOTALLY SAVED YOUR LIFE earlier? And how I'm TOTALLY SAVING IT now by making you soup so you won't die of dehabilitating disease again?
Yvonne: Um, yeah. I definitely... really do! Remember all of that.
Yvonne: OH LOOK. IT'S FOOD oh munch it is delicious.
Sleeping: it's all-natural!
Yvonne: how is babby formed? how girl get pragnent. maybe it grows on tre.
(spoilers: it does not.)
But this is not exactly a surprise, as these two have been at it like bunnies. (Snowden bunnies? HO HO HO HO! ...I have been waiting to make this pun since I started this legacy. No regrets.)
Yvonne: Oh, no! I have intruded on my fiancee with his pants down! This makes me angry! :D
Korey: I, too, feel SUCH FRUSTRATION with this! :D
...They are not even subtle.
Aw, InTeen, what the heck?! Perfect. This is the first time I've had a Sim have a miscarriage.
I guess maybe she will have to get a baby grown on a tree.
(a/n) Oh, so you know how she was thinking the gravestone thought bubbles? Evidently that means she's about to die! Oops! So, I reloaded once in there. Sshh. It's our secret!)