Norway Legacy 5.0
Okay, I haven't updated in forever. I lost interest in the Sims for a while, especially when school picked up for me again. School has since slowed down a lot for me and for the past several months I've been reading Sims stories again (and redoing my LJ :D) and now I feel ready to get back on the horse.
First for some Sims news: obviously the good news is I'm back and ready for a new generation, with Jacobine as heir! Bad news... she kind of was automatically crowned heir when I lost all the Maja's kids except for her. The file I had got corrupted and I couldn't recover it, so the most recent copy I had of the file was when Jacobine was an infant, so I aged her up to an adult and moved her out. But I think this is a fitting reboot of the Norway series. :D
Here's the archive if you need to catch up, but technically, you don't need to since I'm kind of starting over almost fresh. :)
Meet the lovely Jacobine, now adulterized. I had to edit her and all that fun stuff. I decided I wanted to give her the Master Romancer LTW, since no one has really had a romance-related LTW yet. Plus it might be fun to have lots of different genetics to choose from due to lots of different daddies. ;)
Not a problem. I'm sure your kleptomaniac ancestors would be proud. :D
The sweet view from her high-rise apartment.
While I was looking out her window, she found the Criminal track job right away on the computer! Woot!
Jacobine: Get this blasted thing out of here!
Oh... right... technophobe. Forgot about that. >.>
From one contraption to another - Jacobine pumps some iron in her Azn martial arts uniform!
Oh yeah, the welcome wagon is here! Have this random vampire named Beau!
Beau: Um... I was just sitting at home then had a sudden compulsion to visit the new neighbor... what am I doing here? Hello??? Hello???
I then compelled him to greet the new lady in town. Or maybe I had Jacobine do it. I don't remember. Let's just assume he's a gentleman.
Um... who are you? Why are you going to lay on her bed without announcement?
...Well then, Mr. Unresponsive. But now that I think about it, you look familiar...
I had Jacobine dissolve the awkward situation and found out Mr. Bubble Shirt has a real name - Ace.
Mr. Bed Fetish: I can't resist a comfortable bed. We spend most our lives in bed! I wish I could do everything in bed!
Jacobine: Uhhhh okay...
Mr. Awkward: You're not impressed, are you? :-/
Jacobine: No, but now I feel like a bad host. Want to watch the TV I have for some reason even though I am a technophobe?
Mr. TV Liker: Sure!
Jacobine: But first, I have a secret!
Mr. I'll Just Call Him Ace From Now On Because This Joke Is Already Old: What?
Jacobine: I'm in a legacy!
Ace: Well whoopdie fuckin doo. Everyone is in a legacy these days.
Jacobine: :(
TV sounds and Sim silence. If there were crickets chirping on TV this would be perfect.
Beau: OH THANK GOD A CONVENIENT PHONE CALL TO BREAK THE HORRIBLE SILENCE.
Beau: Hey, Mom! I met someone new today!
Beau: *sigh, grits teeth* No, Mother, she's not a werewolf. Or a zombie. Just human.
Beau: Yeah, the place is nice. Though I think the fridge is a little too suspiciously white.
Beau: NO! I will not chloroform her and sell her blood and organs for money! I hear she just got a job as a criminal today. Probably would get us in more trouble than if she worked for the police.
Beau: Brown mush, green mush, and orange mush for dinner tonight AGAIN? No thanks, I'll just eat here.
Ace: What was THAT about?
Beau: I'm part of a vampire dynasty. What can ya do?
Jacobine: *cookingz*
Jacobine: *gag, choke, etc*
Beau: How can you choke on mac and cheese? Did you put some animal bones in there for the sole reason of choking on them?
After dinner, Ace washed the dishes. How nice <3
Did you have a good time, Beau?
Beau: *grumble mumble* >:[
...Well then.
Jacobine: I did a great job making friends today! :)
...Whatever you want to think, dear.
Jacobine: Now can we go to France?
Sure... I guess. Not a...
Jacobine: *interrupts* Can I also have a drink, too? I heard France is where the nectar flows. And has a high percentage of alcohol content.
Sure... okay. *pats my silly sim on the head*
So a 3-day trip to France was planned.
First stop in France...
Jacobine: Got any booze here?
Frenchwoman: ...Madame... we only sell shower-in-a-cans.
Jacobine: Where's the booze? There has to be some secret vineyard or nectary somewhere!
Frenchwoman: How about I give you this shower-in-a-can and pretend it's nectar? Would that make you go away?
Meet Napoleon, our first Frenchman! Culture-appropriate kisses are necessary, of course.
Jacobine: You married?
Jacobine doesn't waste time when man-hunting.
Well, no angry girlfriend (or boyfriend) to worry about as Jacobine attempts to seduce.
Jacobine: ...Are you staring at my chest?*
Napoleon: *intently studies Jacobine's chesticular area*
Napoleon: Huh... what...?? Oh, yeah. I was totally staring at your chest and zoned out. Sorry about that.
Napoleon: They are just so luscious! Like trees with lots of leaves! ...don't kill me...
Jacobine: No worries. Let's sit down and get to know each other. :3
Napoleon: :)
<3<3<3<3*~*~*~* LURVE *~*~*~*<3<3<3<3 in the air!
Did I mention that Jacobine moves fast?
Jacobine: Dooby dooby doo, gonna get laid by the fire, ohhhhh the romantic fire, dooby dooby doo...
Jacobine - a musical talent.
Jacobine: So...wanna have sex?
Napoleon: Uhhhhh...
Frenchman #2 (Jules): I feel like I chose the wrong time and place to read a book.
Jules: don't notice me don't notice me don't notice me don't notice me
Jacobine: *turns to Jules* Want to join us?
Jules: Damn.
First kiss! And Jules changed his seat... for some reason. Instead of you know, leaving the room because he felt awkward.
The French guy likes French toast as his favorite food. Har de har. That isn't stereotypical at all.
After Napoleon goes home...
Jacobine: *sits next to Jules* Sooo...
Jules: See ya. *gets up to leave*
Jacobine: Don't go! I swear I won't be creepy!
Jules: Okay... fine. Humor me. *Snobby pose*
Jacobine: Fine. *Also snobs*
They then had a compelling conversation about death and the afterlife...
politics...
and best friends. Yup. Compelling stuff.
Jacobine has some juice while some lady is addicted to her laptop so much she won't go to bed (sounds a lot like me, actually... >.>).
Bedtime!
Jacobine: It feels like I'm on a tropical island, not France... it's so hot in here all of a sudden.
Um... Jacobine... remember that "romantic fire" you lit?
You forgot to put it out before you went to bed.
Jacobine: THE FIRE OF MY FRENCH ROMANCING DAYS IS SPIRALING OUT OF CONTROL!! AHHH!
Bad-Ass Head Scarf Lady: *puts out fire before firefighters get there*
Bad-Ass Head Scarf Lady: I am awesome. *walks away like a bad-ass*
Jacobine: Um... the room is still on fire...
Jacobine: My romantic fire almost burned a house down. Can we go home?
I did let her go home, but I wanted her to do a few things first.
We got her some really expensive booze.
Jacobine: Yippee!
Jacobine vespa-ed around the French countryside like no tomorrow.
The gnomes waved as she passed by.
And she had one last talk with Napoleon.
Jacobine: Oh, Napoleon, there isn't anyone quite like you!
Napoleon: Oh, mon cherie, there isn't anyone quite like you, either!
Napoleon: ∩( ・ω・)∩
Awww... probably my favorite romantic picture of them. <3
A whirlwind romance isn't complete without a massage in an alleyway. Cause it has to be so.
Napoleon: Whoa, whoa, you were MASSAGING me? And you made me enjoy it? Get away from me, you wicked woman!
Yeah... I don't know either. Sims are weird. Or maybe it's just the French sims.
Jacobine: Can I go home NOW? I might as well look for other fish in the sea since this guy... I don't know. The French are weird. I'll find some person from my own boring country.
Home sweet home. With no fireplace to set the apartment on fire during the night.
Jacobine tried her best over the next week or two to make friends.
Didn't work out so well.
Jacobine: ...and that was what happened in France!
Bartender: Why is there a toilet brush out on display in a bar?
Jacobine: Um... hello? Were you listening at all?
Bartender: ...
Bartender: Oh, wait, you were talking to me.
Jacobine: Um, YEAH. Duh!
Bartender: Sorry, you were just kind of going on and on and I wasn't sure if you were talking to me then my mind wandered to this toilet brush...
Jacobine: o.O
I like this picture because I think Jacobine looks pretty in it. <3
Jacobine: YEAH THAT'S RIGHT YOU BETTER BE MAKING ME A FREE DRINK AFTER WHAT YOU DID
Bartender: Yeah, yeah...
Jacobine uses her feminine wiles one again to try to score a man. This is Wayne Bumble.
Jacobine: You... should be with ME. *points at self*
Wayne: Durrrrrrrr... okay!
Feminine wiles, brainwashing... it's all the same.
Then they couldn't agree on musical tastes, apparently.
Or Wayne was just cranky because he had to pee.
Jacobine: I want a drink.
Didn't you just... oh... you know what, I'll indulge you later this update due to your bad luck as of late.
Did you know Wayne is a stalker?
Jacobine: Still waiting on my drink...
Oh hush.
Then I forgot he actually came in and have her go to sleep... and so did he...
Wayne: How did I get here? Hmmm...
Wayne got up to investigate and WHOA man he's ugly.
Jacobine: Why are you using my exercise machine at 3am? How did you even find my address?
Wayne: Because I was bored and didn't think you'd hear and gym membership is expensive. And to your other answer - Google.
Wayne: You gotta believe me!
Neither do I, dear Sim, neither do I.
UGLY SIM RAGE!!!!
Speaking of rage... here's this lovely bouncer outside a swanky bar where Jacobine wants to get wasted.
Isn't he such a cutie wootie wittle boy? Oh yes he is!! :D *pinches his cheeks because I have a death wish*
Jacobine: Ca...
Bouncer: No.
Jacobine: Bu...
Bouncer: NO.
Jacobine: *shoves simoleon bills into his hands*
Bouncer: I love my job. :D
Success!
Oooo! Bonus cute bartender!
Jacobine: Make me a drink, good sir!
Jacobine five minutes later.
Jacobine: That was nice. Can I have another one?
Yes, she rolled this while we were still in the bar, right after she finished her first drink in the hot tub.
So another drink was bestowed upon the local lush.
After this, I decided who I liked best, especially she didn't hit it off with anyone in the bar...
Napoleon returns! Despite the massage incident in France, I think they are the best together. An import from the land of romance best suits my darling hopeless romantic.
Jeez, get a room!
Though I admit this is cute <3
And they're official! (Yes, she did roll for this, despite her LTW.)
They did end up getting a room.
And made sweet, sweet woohoo.
Napoleon doing the "I just got laid" swagger walk... and looking quite different, too...
Jacobine: What happened to your hair???
Napoleon: It's attached to my hat. This is my real hair. I wanted to wear a hat but I didn't like it with my normal hair. That's okay... right?
Jacobine: Yes. You're sexy no matter what. *waggles eyebrows*
Napoleon: Teehee <3
Post-coital autumn salad.
Napoleon: I saw the coolest thing on TV once!
Jacobine: Ugh his talk about technology is making me sick... unless that was the autumn salad...
Jacobine: BLERG BLURGHHH
Let's see... she just had sex, and now is throwing up... wonder what that means... HMMMMMMM...
Some time later...
Jacobine: *pop* ....Ah crap.
Jacobine: Can I drink my way through this pregnacy?? Please?
No, I would like heirs without fetal alcohol syndrome, thank you very much.
Jacobine: Noooooooooooooooooooooo! My life elixir!!!
Join us next time to see how Jacobine copes with this new change in her life! :)
Jacobine: I'm going to be faaaaaaaaaaaaaaat >:[