The Potts Legacy 2.3

May 11, 2009 23:54



{ 1.0 | 1.1 | 1.2 | 1.3 | 1.4 | 1.5 | 1.6 | 1.7 | 1.8 | 1.9 }

{ 2.0 | 2.1 | 2.2 }





Chun Li: Whatever, I'm old. I can do this if I want.



I finally got Carmen a makeover! I think her little Who-nose is adorable.



Amadeus: Dad? Dad? Are you dead?



Amadeus: He's not dead, Gramma, is he?



Chun Li: No, no! He just really likes my cooking!





Awwww. ;-; No Criminal Mastermind outfits for me.



I'm sorry, April!



I'm...extra sorry?



Amadeus: When I grow up, I'm gonna do the sex!



Amadeus: All the girls are gonna wanna do it to me.
Chun Li: I wonder where he learned that.



Amadeus: And then I'm gonna have a baby. Out of my bellybutton.



April: Wh - where am I? I had the most horrible dream, that I'd lost my job!



April: Oh wait, it wasn't a dream...



April: Or...was it?

...wtf.



Isobel: *is still awesome*
Sebastian: *has a makeover*



Carmen: WHY WON'T ANYONE BATHE ME?!





Carmen: False alarm.



Emily: Hey Isobel, whatever's making noise over there, can you stop it? I'm trying to have a chat with my client. That thing's been going for hours and it's really breaking my concentration.
Marguerite: LET ME OOOUUUUTTTTT!



Isobel: You want a bath?
Marguerite: :DDD
Emily: Oh, thank God. It's quiet.



Isobel, you are a much better surrogate mom than Emily is.



April: Wow, I am STARVED.





April: But I'd better put 'Bastian to bed first.
Sebastian's Face: *is partially hidden a lot*



Well, at least she's eating, finally?



Poor, dear, Carmen.
Carmen: The bottles...the bottles!



April: OMG. omg. omg. I am such a terrible mom! I'm such a terrible mother!



April: OH GOD WHAT IF THEY REPORT ME?! WHAT IF THEY MAKE MY LIFE INTO A REALITY TV SHOW?!

>.>

<.<



NO. NOOOOOOO.



Emily: What's your problem? Why are you wailing?



Zombie: Aloha oe~ Aloha oe~



Emily: Well, now is that really necessary?
Death: SORRY. YOUR BANGS WERE UNEVEN. I WAS ONLY TRYING TO HELP.



Emily: I...don't want to die! What about my family?



Death: SHHHH, MY DELICATE DARK BLOSSOM. COME WITH ME NOW. TO THE AFTERLIFE. TO BE MY BRIDE.
Emily: Your...bride?



Death: PLUS, WE HAVE MARGARITAS. AND EVERY HOUR IS HAPPY HOUR.



Emily: Well, can't say no to that. Sign me up.
Death: OH, YOU'VE BEEN SIGNED UP FOR SOME TIME.



Wow, Emily, why would you ever want to leave THIS heaven on earth?



Goddamn that is a lot of money. you were worth more than that :*(



DON'T BOTHER, YOU INSENSITIVE JERK. WAAAAAAAH. ;______________;



Sweet little Amadeus keeps Chun Li company in her time of need. Awww.



April: So, I read this great book the other day! I really connected to it!
Nikolai: Zzzzz.



April: He is such a good listener! *plusplus*

And now for adorable mother/daughter dance spam!











It would be much cuter were April properly clothed.



OH HELLO THERE. ACR BOYFRIEND.

Okay, I admit. I cheated. I looked at Isobel's turn ons and found a guy who fit them. But I did it out of love!



And love it is. :) I regret nothing. All though, I don't remember his name. Let's call him Don. XD



Don: Do you have the swine flu? Cuz you're makin' my temperature rise!



Isobel: Why, actually I have been feeling a bit feverish lately. But maybe it's because you're so hot.
*bffs*





Yeah. They're perfect for each other.





They don't waste any time, either! I will not be moving him in, but I'll invite him over frequently, to keep Isobel happy. :D





Whoa, Chun Li. You're like eighty. Aren't you a little too old to have emo rage attacks?



Marguerite is as happy as a pig in...uh...nevermind.



She seems to thrive in the filth of this household. Perhaps perfect heir material?



Isobel: Something in here smells. Is it me?

Uh...or it could be the rotting food you're surrounded by.





April: Am I pregnant? Did I get promoted? Is it raining? What the hell is going on?



I can't wait. XD



OHHH BUT I COULD HAVE WAITED LONGER FOR THISSSSS. DDD:



CHUN LI NOOOO DON'T LEAVE MEEEEE.

ALL MY ELDER LESBIANS ARE GONE. WOE.



April: Excuse me, I really need a shower!

Don't you think there are bigger problems at hand, here?! :(



At least someone shows the proper response.



Amadeus: Why do people die? And really, why are we even here to begin with?

Amadeus is a deep, deep child.

Marguerite: FEED MEEEEE. D:



Well all these deaths have been good for something, anyway. >.>



Give the lady a break! She's finally attending to her own needs!



AWWWW, AMADEUS. ;-;

Bathtub: *sheds tears of mourning*



Bye, you two crazy lovebirds. We'll miss you.



Great. More babies. JUST WHAT WE NEED.



Nikolai: Shit, did anyone see that?

You know, I don't think anyone did?



April: Man. You'd think these guys could at least excuse themselves before passing out. Am I right, Isobel?
Isobel: Oh, totally.



April: Well. The food was nice, anyway.



OMG YOU ARE GOING TO PUT YOUR CHILD IN THERE?!

SHE'S GONNA GET BABY HERPES. VAGINAL INFECTIONS. THE PLAAAAAAAGUE!

It was time to end this madness.



YES I DO.



ADDISON!!!!



And just in time, too. -.-



Food! Food for everyone!









Addison's presence has ~inspired~ everyone. Seriously.



Amadeus: So I totally have this puzzle. It's got three hundred pieces, but actually there's only 298. I counted them all one day cuz I didn't want to do my homework. But then I didn't wanna do the puzzle, because it was missing some pieces, so instead I did my homework.



The ever-growing forest of toxic bottles is undergoing major deforestation! Millions of new species with purposes medical and scientific are losing their homes - and their lives - every day!



HAY EMILY AH MISSED YOU HOW'S DEATH TREATING YOU YOU LOOK NICE HAVEN'T AGED A DAY HAVE YOU LOST WEIGHT?!



I should have known Emily wasn't going to be a nice ghost.



At this rate you guys are going to think that April eats on a regular basis. She doesn't. Every time she does, I take a picture of it. That should tell you something.



pleasedon'tdie pleasedon'tdie pleasedon'tdie



Oh, thank god.



In Soviet Russia, Isobel scares ghosts.



Where are all those neat points?



Oh for crying out loud, Emily, leave the poor girl alone!





Emily, you don't need to take a bath. You're a ghost, you don't even have skin.

Also, Emily is about 35783490 times more active now that she's dead. >.>



I seriously worry that April just teeters on the edge of annihilation every moment.



It took all. weekend. to get this homework done. I am SO upset that I took out my "faster homework" hack. D:



So...I maybe sort of forgot to buy groceries.



But...problem fixed? I didn't realise that Addison would order groceries on his own, so I had Nikolai order some...Addison, I shouldn't have doubted you. :D





PLANKTON WIN.



All sorts of good news today! XD



And it's birthday time! Fly, Wendy, think happy thoughts!



Carmen grows up...well? How did you pull that off?



Sebastian, who I think we can safely call the forgotten child of this generation, didn't fare so well.



And neither did Marguerite.

Isobel: Get used to it, kid.



I didn't think she needed a makeover. <3



Neither did little Who-nosed Carmen.

I do have a makeover picture for Sebastian, but I was suddenly distracted by this:



Addison: Look at this chick! Yeah, the pregnant one! She totally let one rip!
April: Omg what will the neighbors think.



Addison: Heehee, I'm just joking with you, ma'am.
April: WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?! I HAVE A BAD HEART.



April: ALL THIS STRESS IS AFFECTING MY BLADDER!



April: HELL no I'm not sleeping with THEM.

Sleeping with who? I didn't tell you to do anything.



The proof is in the pee puddle, as they say.



Adorable? I say yes.



Carmem: I did a good job.

Yes. Yes you did. *pats*



THERE'S Sebastian's makeover! It took me forever to find him, because he kept running around the lot...



And doing this.



Awww, Chun Li, you too?



And now, the much awaited bebes.



April: Hit random. Come on. It'll be fun. All the cool kids are doing it. Besides, it's cheating if you don't hit random.

Well, I guess you're right.

*hits random*



Carmen: WHYYYY?! WHY DID SHE HIT RANDOM?!



Sebastian: zzzz...this is the worst birthday ever....!



Marguerite: THIS IS BULLSHIT. I DON'T WANT FOUR MORE SIBLINGS.

Yep. That's right.

Quads.

She had four babies.

That's as many as four ones. And that's terrible.



And what's worse is that I was so distraught I only took a picture of one of them. I was basically intending to reload from the save, cheating though it was.

But then I didn't.



After I slept on the decision, I loaded the game back up.



And put two up for adoption. I'd named them all Verdi (boy, after Giuseppi Verdi the composer), Leonora (girl, after the female lead in Il Trovatore), Pyotr (boy, after Tchaikovsky), and...uh actually, I don't remember the fourth, but it was a girl. I put her and Pyotr up for adoption, because Il Trovatore is my favourite opera, and it was composed by Verdi. XD

So, I will at least have a little sanity left.

Hopefully I made the right choices.

Thanks for reading, and to everyone who commented last week; I'm very sorry about the lateness of my replies! Happy late mother's day, everyone!

Current Legacy Stats:
Torch-Holders: 2
Perma-Platinum Sims: 1
Shrink Visits: 2
Social Bunny Visits: 0
Social Worker Visits: 0
Pass Outs: 9
Food Pass Outs: 6
Self-Wetting: 17
Repo-Man Visits: 1
Fires: 2
Fights: 0
Deaths: 2
Abductions: 0
Overheating/Freezing: 0

legacy: gen2, legacy: potts

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