The Dork Legacy 7.2: katu

katu_sims

The Dork Legacy 7.2

Jan 16, 2009 14:12

*~HAPPY BIRTHDAY, lauriethemuppet!!!~*

Previously, on The Dork Legacy:

[ 1.0 | 1.1 | 1.2 | 1.3 | 1.4 | 1.5 ]

[ 2.0 | 2.1 | 2.2 | 2.3 | 2.4 | 2.5 | 2.6 | 2.7 ]

[ 3.0 | 3.1 | 3.2 | 3.3 | 3.4 | 3.5 | 3.6 ]

[ 4.0 | 4.1 | 4.2 | 4.3 | 4.4 | 4.5 | 4.6 | 4.7 ]

[ 5.0 | 5.1 | 5.2 | 5.3 | 5.4 | 5.5 | 5.6 | 5.7 ]

[ 6.0 | 6.1 | 6.2 | 6.3 (Guest Update) | 6.4 | 6.5 | 6.6 | 6.7 ]

[ 7.0 | 7.1 ]

We begin this update with some sad ghosts. Awww, guys.

I'm not sure what Q did to piss Alana off, but her hatred is forever and written in the stars

Alana: I'm getting out of this stupid kitchen! I NEED BOOKS.

Alana: NOT EVEN KNOWLEDGE CAN CONSOLE MY PAIN.

Alana: Tender lesbian kisses, however...

HEY BAO-DUR PUT THOSE POORLY SHADOWED CANDLES DOWN.

This offended GlaDos' sensitive Aperture Science Freak Out Reactor.

No one else really seemed to care.

GlaDos: Your bathroom habits are artful, Test Subject Q. By which I mean they are tacky and brightly coloured.

Uh...

Thanks. That was getting weird.

Uh...aren't we missing someone? Anyway, back at the ranch.

I...don't know what GlaDos just said, but I'm guessing it wasn't good.

ARE YOU GIVING BIRTH TO AN XBOX OR SOMETHING GODDAMN.

This is seriously like the most popular room in the house. Clive wants to close to Q, who loves sleeping in children's beds, and GlaDos STILL HAS ZOE'S MP3 PLAYER.

HAHAHA SMELL FLOWERS IS THE BEST INTERACTION EVER. And Sarina is awesome for being the first sim to autonomously do it. XD

Also, it was time for a makeover. She didn't have that much longer before elderhood, so I figured, midlife crisis time!

~smexy~

Sarina: Ohhhh~ I feel funny! D:

Sarina: Ugh...oh god...

Sarina: I GOTTA PEEEEE!

Dieter: That other dog looks intense.

Intense Goddamn Dog: *IS FUCKING INTENSE*

Dieter: Are you, like...the King of Dogs?

Intense Dog (King?): YES, MERE PUP. I AM THE DOG KING.

Intense Dog: Nah, LAWL, I'm just a normal dog HEEHEEEHEEEE LET'S PLAY, DURR.

Mail Lady: Oh, well aren't you a cutie?
Intense Dog: *IS INTENSE AGAIN*

Seriously, that fucking dog makes me uncomfortable.

HAHAHAHA.

She is a tramp. She doesn't even have pants on!

And now, cutest dog peeing EVER:

He's trying so hard!

Man, I love work outfits. The Dorks have been so stupidly rich for so long that I forgot what careers were like. :P

Promotion!

And it's that goddamn face template again!

Ugh. EVERYONE IN THE HOUSE DOES THIS. YOUR LTW IS NOT WORTH PUTTING UP WITH THIS YOU KNOW.

And then it was time to go in and play some darts. But Sarina wouldn't move, so...

Q: DON'T THROW IT BOY, SHE'LL NEED A DOCTOR. DON'T DO -

Q: IT YOU'RE DOING IT AREN'T YOU I'LL GO GET ON THE PHONE WITH THE AMBULANCE. :<

Sarina: No, it's okay, Q, I feel fine! :D

BUT IT WENT THROUGH YOUR TORSO.

Apparently Q does not tolerate impaling people with darts.

Oh hai LTW. DON'T DO THE DANCE. DON'T DO THE DANCE.

UGGGGGGHHHHHHHH DAMN YOU!!!

This was intended to be captioned "the last woohoo before elderhood," but ACR decided to spite me, and it ended up being like "the tenth to last woohoo before elderhood".

That would make me really happy, too.

Zzort! Expect to see a lot of these in these next couple of updates.

Clive: I'm really tired. I'm gonna go to bed after this.
The Game: Here, let me play you a nice little lullaby!
Me: I don't even want to admit how many of this gen's babies were conceived in that goddamn booth.

Meanwhile, Trenton's coworker is trying to get in good with the g-rents.

Q: I approve of anyone who will act like a fool to impress me! Good work!

Q: Now, let's give you a makeover.
Coworker: Okay! Anything for you, Q~! <3

Coworker: Do these contacts suit me?
Japan: ARE YOU FLIPPING ME OFF?!

WHOA INAPPROPRIATE BEHAVIOUR, YOUNG MAN.

Trenton: But...it feels so right!
Me: SERIOUSLY DO YOU WANT TO CONTINUE BEING MY FAVOURITE.

Thankfully, those disturbing thoughts were interrupted by Bilbo attempting to perform a third trimester induced miscarriage. Ass.

Gizka: I think...my water broke.
Me: No, it's okay, you just peed yourself.

Gizka: NUH UH *ERRORS*

Zzort again.

GOODGODDAMN LOOKIT THEM HUGE BOOBIES.

GlaDos: And what is with those humans, anyway? They eat, they sleep, I mean, come on! Am I right?

Robot humour.

Clive: Ugh...I don't feel so good. It feels like there's a creature growing within me...

Clive: It must just have been that Mexican food I had earlier. :)

STOP! Baby time.

I hope I'm this happy when an alien baby is wriggling its way out of my distended vaginal opening.

Sarina and Trenton: WHYYYY DID YOU HAVE TO MAKE THAT CAPTION REALLY GROSS?!

HAI THAT'S NOT AN ALIEN.
Gizka: I will call him Marlin Jr Nemo!

Gizka: Okay, Nemo, that was fun, but I have to go do something. You sit here.

INFINITELY MORE IMPORTANT, AMIRITE?

EVEN MORESO.

Gizka and Trenton: Get out! We are sexiling you!

Yeah, seriously, guys, show's over. gtfo.

Uh, wtf?

OH. I SEE. NEMO! YOU VOYEUR, YOU!

Gizka: So. You're married to my sister.
Alana: Yes, and you're naked.

Gizka: I KNOW! BECAUSE I JUST HAD SEX! 8D
Alana: OKAY, TOO MUCH INFORMATION.

Also, I am the best at nipple censoring, y?

Boo becomes old. Because you guys totally remembered that the Dorks had cats. XD

I wanted Gizka and April to finally get their LTWs, so I sent them off to work, even though April was like 15 months pregnant.

HOVERCAR FUCK YEAH.

While those two are at work, I will post the up-close pictures of the heir portraits, as I promised to someone. And yes, I do spouse portraits.