lucero 7.3

Aug 12, 2012 17:09



i have nothing to say to prepare any of you for so leggo.





owen's terrible at inventing. constantly hurts himself.



owen: who does mom think she is, parading around in an outfit like that around the house? there are children around.
marill: if he thinks i won’t kill him, he’s wrong



time to get old, bb.





aaand she looks exactly the same. but she'll transform into a prune in a few days tops.



found the local wild horse hangout. AND LOOK, THE FALCON. HE'S STILL THERE.



She made her first batch of non-catastrophic pancakes :')



real men parade around in their cupcake briefs proudly.



yeah, so i found the falcon. but i couldn't catch it for some reason :c



Falcon: YEAH MOTHER FUCKERS CAN'T CAGE THIS BITCH.



All Tofu does all day long is roll around and graze. She reminds me of my old pony <3



She's still so precious <3



Owen: I hate part-time jobs.

So do I because it took a week to get Taylor to hang out GEESH I NEED TO ACTUALLY PUT STORY PROGRESSION TO USE.



Owen: Taylor! I'm glad you could finally hang out.





Yeah this was basically their entire night.



Owen: So I was wondering - and you can say not, of course -



Owen: Like, would you like to do something? Maybe?



Owen: Like something you like? That'd.. cool. That would be cool.



Taylor: That sounds perfect. How about the movies Saturday?



This has no purpose besides look at my precious bb sleeping.





Everywhere she goes she finds some kind of rodent. Rodents love Wren.
It'd be more funny/ironic if it was birds that found her.



Mila: Look what I can do, mommy! I can plies, or whatever this is, and move!



Marill: You're amazing, baby. Good job!
Mila: Thank you mommy!



Wren derped into adulthood. And looks exactly the same!



so i opened my game

and i thought i was zoomed in on one of the girls' faces (idk why i was zoomed in this close or why i saved & closed this zoomed in?)

but nope



owen is just very feminine looking up close



i'm incapable of taking decent birthday pictures



;_________________;





she's perfect none of you understand how much i love this face 
if its anywhere as important as her face she gained the flirty trait. exact opposite of marill lol.



she still loves tofu just as always.



wren: marill, do i look old?
marill: of course not baby. still the beautiful young woman i hooked up with and got lucky enough to have a chance with.

i like the romantic approach.



no purpose at all.



Owen found a mysterious gnome in the catacombs. this is the first gnome we've had in generations i'm so essiteddd. He also likes helping Wren garden.
Gnome: Thar yonder, Mrs. Lucero! The monstrosity that are such weeds are surrounding our royal oasis!
Wren: What would I do without you, Mr. Gnome?



Mila: Come on, Tofu. Let's try riding again.
Tofu: This is gonna be fun.





Mila: I got it. I finally got on.



Tofu: This is embarrassing. All I wanted to do was chill and graze a little today, but no.



Mila: How? What am I doing wrongg?
Owen: You suck, Mila!



Mila: SHUT UP, OWEN.



The faces she makes lol so priceless



Mila: Help me



Owen: Taylor! You actually came. Sorry I was late. 
Taylor: Of course I came. Why wouldn't I?



Owen: Because I'm kind of geeky. I was late because I was gonna skip out because I figured you were gonna skip out, but then-
Taylor: Why would I skip out on this? I never minded a movie with a cute boy.
Owen: Oh, I, um- I'm flattered, but..



Owen: We're gonna miss the movie, come on!



Taylor: Slow down, Owen!



Owen: Soo, I sorta brought you something..
Taylor: And what's that?



Owen: Flowers? Violet-tinted flowers?



here let me just shove these flowers into my face



Taylor: They're sweet, Owen. But what are these for?
Owen: Actually, I have been wanting to ask you something.



Enjoy the Owen Lucero smirk.



Owen: I was wondering if you were up to something.
Taylor: Yes?
Owen: How does going to prom with me sound?



Taylor: It sounds like a nice night, Owen.



Owen: I'll see you there then.

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Wren credit goes to uselaforce / sarah

generation 7, lucero

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