Auremont Legacy -- 4.1
Hey, how about an updated family tree? You might need it.
New house! Still working on it, but it's way prettier on the outside than it is on the inside.
Professor and Lia already disapprove of each other's existence. Jillian's wondering what the hell she did to deserve this.
Here's a much-needed peek inside Professor's head.
(Psst, she falls in love with everyone she meets and keeps a pretty constant 100/100 relationship with them. WTF.)
That face?
Is because Professor is trying to get in her mother's pants. Surprise, surprise.
Professor: I CAN'T HELP IT, THIS IS WHO I AM!
For some reason everyone is still on the front lawn, but Remy and Mara take the moment to be all adorable and cute.
No.
Maybe Lia doesn't hate Professor!
But I know who does.
Sampson didn't even try to slap anyone; he just stood there and cried over it. Grow a pair, man.
BREATHE. I will get you two back together soon. If I don't, that means I screwed-up your Golden Anniversary LTW. I can't have that.
Professor: ohai lover girl~
1) Huh. Remy put on a few pounds behind my back.
2) STOP IT, NO.
While everyone's skilling away...
Jillian's jumping around on the couch like a monkey. She won't ever grow up.
I have to make Professor get a job because if I don't she will try to screw everyone in the family when I'm not looking.
Mara post-makeover! I suck at makeovers, but I still think she's smokin'.
Jillian: THAT BITCH.
Admittedly, I don't have a same-sex pregnancy hack, but I do have Insim, so... she got pregnant by her fiancee via that. Those two have had enough sex that I should be allowed to do that, okay!!
Professor's off to work!
HMMMM...
Know what, this is a perfect time to throw Remy and Mara's wedding.
I see you seething, Jillian.
Jillian is probably being all "YAWN THIS IS BORING" on purpose, like the bitter ho she is.
Somewhere in the middle of everything, Sampson stood up and pissed his pants while some guy dressed like Santa freakin' Claus laughed his ass off at him.
DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND THE PAINS OF BEING OLD, SANTA? WHERE IS YOUR BEARD THAT IS LONG AND WHITE?
Sorry, Sampson, the wedding can't stop for a single pair of piss-soaken pants.
How did Blackanese dude and sunburnt Santa make it onto the guest list anyway?! Oh well.
Look at it this way: now you can specifically tell everyone how you wet yourself at your son's wedding!
It's not a ~*perfect wedding photo*~ unless Sampson's bawling somewhere in the background.
Mara: I'm pregnant!
See?
THE PARTY WAS BALLS. They didn't get a limo or anything. I blame Sampson.
This made Mara upset enough to mope around the house for three hours.
Oh. There's Lia, passed out on the front lawn. I was wondering where she went.
Professor, stop:
A) walking around in your underwear 24/7.
B) making the married men of this household swoon.
C) checking yourself out.
Yes, your stupid sister-in-law is playing in the bathtub. My utmost apologies.
Sampson still hates Professor, and slaps her around when he's not distracted by her ~sexyfinegood looks~
Jillian doesn't give a shit.
Two days into her job, Professor got fired for "poor job performance." I suppose that means she was more or less trying to feel-up every co-worker.
Professor: How was I supposed to know my boss wouldn't appreciate that handjob?
Sampson: Know what, I'm gonna say it. YOU SUCK
Professor: BAWWWW i'm jobless where's my job ohnooooo ;_;
Sampson: GASP, MADE SOMEONE CRY!! :DDD
Here comes generation four!
It's a boy with blue eyes and brown hair, something this legacy has way too much of. His name is Riley.
Uh...
Yes. Twins! And this one's a girl! She has brown hair, green eyes, and her name is Kylie.
Remy: WOOOO YEAH BABIES!!
NOT EVEN FIVE MINUTES LATER...
Clara comes in! She, too, has brown hair and green eyes. Awesome.
Shockingly, Jillian was the better parent and actually fed her daughter.
Not-so-shockingly, Professor has to be a whore and ruin everything.
Clara, you better get used to this.
Jill: WHAT KIND OF BROTHER ARE YOU!!!!!!!
NO JILLIAN
THIS IS NOT HOT POTATO
YOU DO NOT DROP THE BABY
Now Clara hates herself.
I was going to instruct Professor to call a nanny, but then I saw "Be asked to join" in her queue.
Awkwaaaard.
Amazingly, nothing happened. Professor randomly got up in the middle of an avid conversation about airplanes to primp and that was it.
Professor: HEY GUYS, WANNA MAKE THAT A THREESOME?
Sampson and Lia fulfilled their anniversary LTW! Even if Sampson still hates Lia. Har har.
GRACIOUS FORESHADOWING.
PS this baby is Kylie.
Birthday time! No separate shot of candle-blowing for each kid because I didn't have the patience for that.
Clara.
Kylie.
Riley, who looks like he got in his mother's make-up. Oops.
The first thing the girls do is run over to the table and doodle.
Clara: MOMMY MOM MOM MOMMY MOM I'M YOUR KID GIVE ME ATTENTION!!
Matching Christmas pjs! Cheesy, but sorta cute nonetheless. Lol @ Sampson who looks like he's about to cry.
LET'S TELL STORIES ABOUT TOILETS... IN THE BATHROOM! Genius, Jillian.
I thought Clara would be the hellspawn, but no. That title is mostly Kylie's.
TURN AROUND.
...every now and then I get a little bit lonely and you're never comin' 'round...
Some guy nobody knows strolled by and kicked their trashcan over just because...
This is how the majority of generation four went: the kids were being waffled over by people who were ignoring their own needs when the kids themselves were just fine!
But when the kids finally needed something, the adults were always too busy! WHEN CAN WE FIND BALANCE HERE???
Hello, people. There's another bathroom!
It's bare, but it exists.
Jillian, you are so not helping.
Then again, sometimes playful sims make great parents. They actually play with the kids!
Yes, Sampson, scar your poor granddaughter for life. It's not like she doesn't already hate herself or anything.
Riley is obsessed with the mirror. Hopefully he doesn't turn out to be a primper like his aunt's fiancee...
I'd call Professor their aunt, but really, she hasn't married Jill yet. And probably never will. :|a
HERE WE GO, birthday time again. Praise the lord, hallelujah, and all that jazz.
Remy: WOOO YEAH YOUR TODDLERHOOD SUCKED!!
Guys. GUYS. It's way too crowded in here.
WHY, HELLO KYLIE! I SEE YOU ARE ALREADY THE MOST STABLE CHILD IN THE WORLD RIGHT NOW.
I always knew Professor was into dead people.
ANYWAY, pics of the kids!
Clara!
Kylie!
Annnnnnnd, Riley, who has yet to, ahem, wash the make-up off his face, so you'll just have to wait until next update to see him.
Instead, have this pic of Riley watching some show about mirrors (...) on a TV his not!aunt (?) got by whoring herself out to some guy who thought she deserved a "free sample."
It was implied before that Kylie really hates Professor! See here, some guy pranked Professor, and they're both giggling, right? "Hee-hee, nice one!" BUT KYLIE STARTS BOOING AT PROFESSOR like she was waiting for her to breakdown? Or something? Idek.
God, Kylie, give it a break. You hate Professor, but take this into consideration: WHO DOESN'T?!
Kylie: KNOW WHAT? THIS IS YOUR FAULT. SHE'S YOUR MOM.
Clara: BAWWWW I DIDN'T CHOOSE MY MOMMIES ;____;
Kylie: lolol
Kylie really is kind of a bitch. Turning the TV on right after your cousin plops down for a nap? That's cold.
Clara: Well you're a meanie! :D
Clara: HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, YOU JUST GOT TOLD! :D
The kids all have a relationship of less than 30 with everyone in the household... except Riley who is BFF with Sampson for some reason. They must have shared a bond over crying.
Clara happens to be a pain in the ass, too.
And we already know Kylie is fucked up.
Which leaves Riley as the only sane, well-adjusted child, who just-so-happened to make friends with a complete stranger at this very moment.
Then again, they've only been children for one evening! Who knows what will happen next!
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Hooooly cow, vergilol might be right! THERE MIGHT BE A NORMAL CHILD THIS GENERATION! Don't get your hopes up though.
Also, I'm unable to locate sims from this hood on simPE. I've extracted born-in-game sims before, so I know I'm not doing wrong! I don't know what's up with my game... I'll try again later, one last time, idk. :(a