The Jahnke Legacy - 1.0
Like I said yesterday, I am back with a new founder. I thought about trying to recreate Lena Berloni, but honestly, I didn't have the heart. Maybe I will at some point. Instead, I've again gone the alien route... shut up, I like aliens.
Standard boilerplate: I'm not one for rules, so I'm not really following any. I'm just doing my thing as I see fit.
Anywat... here I am, back again with my new founder. So why don't y'all step inside and meet her?
[76 pictures. Sexorz, pixelated nudity, and one angry alien within]
Stats: 2/3/9/7/4 (I'm a moron.)
frabbitnib: Here she is, everyone! This is Eden. Say hi, Eden.
Eden: ...Charmed.
As you can see, she's a fairly mean and sloppy sim, and with a look at the LTW, you can see she's also a bit of a ho. I've never actually started a Romance sim before, so this'll be new to me.
She had Dance in one of her want slots, so that was an easy fill.
Time to play games!
She started out alright. Everything was going well, and she appeared to be having fun.
But then...
It took a decided turn for the worse.
Wanting to keep her from inflicting damage on her poor defenseless computer, I stopped that nonsense and she went to grab a book.
And she went from apathy...
To excitement...
To confusion...
And finally to rage. Clearly, she's reading Twilight.
I'm not usually in the business of taking pictures of my Sims doing their business, but that look on her face.
Eden: Do you mind? I'm on the can!
frabbitnib: Did you huff the paint holding the bindings of your book together or something?
When I zoomed away from Eden to have a look outside, I saw Afro Man. And sent Eden out to greet him.
Eden: I like this one!
It seemed promising...
Afro Man: Yeah, great. Rubik's Cube!
He started talking, and things still seemed somewhat promising. (Except I realize now that I believe that's actually a teen. Oops.)
And Eden went in for the kill...
Afro Man was unamused.
Really unamused.
Eden retaliated.
Eden: Oh no he didn't.
Oh god, yes yes yes. Click click click.
Afro Man: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH THE ALIEN LADY POKED ME WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH.
Eden: What a pussy.
Eden: His pain makes me happy.
frabbitnib: *sings* That's... schadenfreude! Making me feel glad that I'm not you.
After she got done tormenting Afro Man, I sent her back inside to pick up the book she had thrown on the floor before her company came over. Afro Man kicked her door open and stood outside, waited for her to finish, and then barged in.
Eden: What the hell is he doing in my house?
And then he poked her in the boob!
So she poked him back! Oooh, tough girl.
Eden: This does not please me.
Eden: What is this madness?!
So, then came her welcome wagon. Thank god. First up was Victor Aspir. It seemed promising. He actually smiled at her, which seemed nice.
frabbitnib: So what do you think of him?
Eden: Eh.
He liked her, though!
And John Mole.
frabbitnib: What about that one?
Eden: Eh.
And she went upstairs with Victor. I guess a romance sim can't be too picky if she wants that LTW.
Eden: So have you ever made it with an alien before?
He got up and got out of the bed after that. Deeeeenied.
She went back downstairs and watched John walk by.
And they tried to talk, and she tried to flirt.
But he wasn't having it either. Goodbye, welcome wagon.
Hello matchmaker!
Eden: It's like manna from heaven!
Eden: She sent me... that? Oh god!
We tried again and this time we got Widow's Peak. (I thoroughly admit I don't remember his name)
Things went much more swimmingly.
Much more.
frabbitnib: See, there's something to be said about taking it slow!
Eden: Shuddup.
Nice!
1/20
Second verse...
Same...
As the...
First.
Sweet! I've never actually gotten a Dream Date before.
Aww.
D'awww.
I love ACR. I love ACR. I love ACR.
Immediately following the romp on the couch, Eden got up and sprinted.
Eden: *barf*
Widow's Peak: Wonder what's up with her?
Oh, I bet you can figure it out. I hadn't known. I had my volume off.
Poor girl.
She went to bed, and in the morning after she dressed for work, she cleaned the toilet. And I seriously thought she was going to mess it all up again.
Even the carpool driver is fairly good looking!
And it's off to work.
Whoops.
But this cutie (again, I can't remember his name), was waiting in the yard when she got home and, erm... made her feel better.
Much better, by the looks of it.
2/20
Eden, sweetie, you're keeping the matchmaker in business.
We're reaching, at this point.
But a roll in the hay is a roll in the hay. 3/20.
*poit!*
I missed her first pop, and then promptly got tired of her slow little waddle. So while she lounged, I sped things up a bit.
Eden: Owie, it huuuuuuuuurts!
Dramatic labor shot.
Eden: Shoeflee?
And it's a... baby! Actually, it's a girl. Named Eva. She's got everything from her mother, looks like. Though, Dad was blonde too.
Anywho, that's all for this episode! I'll hopefully get a chance to play again sometime this week!
Standard boilerplate: I'm not one for rules, so I'm not really following any. I'm just doing my thing as I see fit.
Anywat... here I am, back again with my new founder. So why don't y'all step inside and meet her?
[76 pictures. Sexorz, pixelated nudity, and one angry alien within]
Stats: 2/3/9/7/4 (I'm a moron.)
frabbitnib: Here she is, everyone! This is Eden. Say hi, Eden.
Eden: ...Charmed.
As you can see, she's a fairly mean and sloppy sim, and with a look at the LTW, you can see she's also a bit of a ho. I've never actually started a Romance sim before, so this'll be new to me.
She had Dance in one of her want slots, so that was an easy fill.
Time to play games!
She started out alright. Everything was going well, and she appeared to be having fun.
But then...
It took a decided turn for the worse.
Wanting to keep her from inflicting damage on her poor defenseless computer, I stopped that nonsense and she went to grab a book.
And she went from apathy...
To excitement...
To confusion...
And finally to rage. Clearly, she's reading Twilight.
I'm not usually in the business of taking pictures of my Sims doing their business, but that look on her face.
Eden: Do you mind? I'm on the can!
frabbitnib: Did you huff the paint holding the bindings of your book together or something?
When I zoomed away from Eden to have a look outside, I saw Afro Man. And sent Eden out to greet him.
Eden: I like this one!
It seemed promising...
Afro Man: Yeah, great. Rubik's Cube!
He started talking, and things still seemed somewhat promising. (Except I realize now that I believe that's actually a teen. Oops.)
And Eden went in for the kill...
Afro Man was unamused.
Really unamused.
Eden retaliated.
Eden: Oh no he didn't.
Oh god, yes yes yes. Click click click.
Afro Man: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH THE ALIEN LADY POKED ME WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH.
Eden: What a pussy.
Eden: His pain makes me happy.
frabbitnib: *sings* That's... schadenfreude! Making me feel glad that I'm not you.
After she got done tormenting Afro Man, I sent her back inside to pick up the book she had thrown on the floor before her company came over. Afro Man kicked her door open and stood outside, waited for her to finish, and then barged in.
Eden: What the hell is he doing in my house?
And then he poked her in the boob!
So she poked him back! Oooh, tough girl.
Eden: This does not please me.
Eden: What is this madness?!
So, then came her welcome wagon. Thank god. First up was Victor Aspir. It seemed promising. He actually smiled at her, which seemed nice.
frabbitnib: So what do you think of him?
Eden: Eh.
He liked her, though!
And John Mole.
frabbitnib: What about that one?
Eden: Eh.
And she went upstairs with Victor. I guess a romance sim can't be too picky if she wants that LTW.
Eden: So have you ever made it with an alien before?
He got up and got out of the bed after that. Deeeeenied.
She went back downstairs and watched John walk by.
And they tried to talk, and she tried to flirt.
But he wasn't having it either. Goodbye, welcome wagon.
Hello matchmaker!
Eden: It's like manna from heaven!
Eden: She sent me... that? Oh god!
We tried again and this time we got Widow's Peak. (I thoroughly admit I don't remember his name)
Things went much more swimmingly.
Much more.
frabbitnib: See, there's something to be said about taking it slow!
Eden: Shuddup.
Nice!
1/20
Second verse...
Same...
As the...
First.
Sweet! I've never actually gotten a Dream Date before.
Aww.
D'awww.
I love ACR. I love ACR. I love ACR.
Immediately following the romp on the couch, Eden got up and sprinted.
Eden: *barf*
Widow's Peak: Wonder what's up with her?
Oh, I bet you can figure it out. I hadn't known. I had my volume off.
Poor girl.
She went to bed, and in the morning after she dressed for work, she cleaned the toilet. And I seriously thought she was going to mess it all up again.
Even the carpool driver is fairly good looking!
And it's off to work.
Whoops.
But this cutie (again, I can't remember his name), was waiting in the yard when she got home and, erm... made her feel better.
Much better, by the looks of it.
2/20
Eden, sweetie, you're keeping the matchmaker in business.
We're reaching, at this point.
But a roll in the hay is a roll in the hay. 3/20.
*poit!*
I missed her first pop, and then promptly got tired of her slow little waddle. So while she lounged, I sped things up a bit.
Eden: Owie, it huuuuuuuuurts!
Dramatic labor shot.
Eden: Shoeflee?
And it's a... baby! Actually, it's a girl. Named Eva. She's got everything from her mother, looks like. Though, Dad was blonde too.
Anywho, that's all for this episode! I'll hopefully get a chance to play again sometime this week!