The Applesby Legacy 1.0
Welcome to the Applesby legacy, part of the pixel_trade Viking Death Squad legacy. Applesby is a well-respected and long-running Viking family name, if you didn't know.
This is Penny Applesby and her lovely founder shack. It has wallpaper! And flooring! And an enclosed bathroom! Who could ask for more?
She has a grilled-cheese machine and a grilled-cheese preparation surface...
And a lovely bed surrounded by birdhouses.
And a blue bathroom, with toilet, sink, AND SHOWER. Truly, the lap of luzury: we live there.
And now our sim challenge for the week!
Asteroid! During the night, your house is inundated by a meteor shower, the house is saved but your lot didn't come out so well. Grab the lower ground tool, close your eyes, and randomly press it down all over the lot for an extended period of time. Live this way for a week until 'contractors' arrive to level everything out again.
The lot doesn't look as impressive as I'd hoped it would...
Anyway, we now present our lovely founder, Penitence Applesby, or Penny for short.
Nice face, Penny.
Penny is, as all of her iterations are: Grilled Cheese aspiration Virgo! Doesn't she look delighted.
First autonomous action? Playing the bongo! The only thing more fun than the ballet barre and exercise bike combined!
Penny: This is more fun than a ballet barre!
Penny: This is even more fun than an exercise bike!
Hail is no barrier to the bongo. Actually, it plays accompaniment!
While I was patting myself on the back for my excellent GC-friendly home, I suddenly noticed this.
Okay. NOW it's perfect for a Grilled Cheese sim. >.>
I built Penny a little garden so she can have fresh food! She's planting tomatoes, because guess what kind of sandwich those taste LOVELY on?
I'll recommend you improve YOUR landscaping. Mine is BEAUTIFUL.
Garden Lady: So, uh, your landscaping is really...um, dynamic.
Penny: Thanks! I got deluged by asteroids.
Grilled Cheese and video games? Can't say no to that.
May I assert, here, that I HATE playing grilled cheese sims? Grilled cheese sandwiches are a pain for me to make and I ALWAYS end up craving them. -.-
Meet Bjorn (quinctia), our visitors. He's enough man to be considered multiple! Unfortunately, he spends about an hour ringing the doorbell to Penny's bathroom while she gardens, and never gets greeted.
Penny: I have better things to do than meet people. I can clean! *sparkle*
Her first autonomous meal is, naturally, grilled cheese. I don't meant to make such a big deal about the GC thing, but I admit I was proud when she made this all on her own. And she makes some for everyone! What a dear.
Garden Lady: Wow, this bongo is like, so fun!
I think she's gonna be easy to keep in gold/platinum.
What are you doing with that oh-so-fashionable garbage bag, young lady?! You have a sink! Wash that plate!
Wastrel.
Penny: At least I'm a wastrel that's got a clean stove! *sparkle*
Delilah by prettypalisades is one of our first walkbys!
Penny: Is it just me, or was that bridge not there at the beginning of the legacy?
Delilah: I dunno, I've only lived here for a few hours so far.
Delilah then shocks the pants off of me by admiring Penny! How sweet!
She, uh, didn't appreciate the reciprocation.
Delilah: Don't be fake with me. You're only complimenting me because I complimented you.
Penny: I really do like your boobies though!
Delilah: She's a good cook, anyway.
Penny: A mostly random stranger is eating my hard-earned food! Awesome!
With that, I figured it was time to leave the vaginafest behind and seek out some mentypes (Penny rolled straight).
Garden Lady: Oh my GOD, I love this bongo!
First stop: the pirate bar!
Yulian (trappingit): I say, what a salty old establishment.
I have Penny run over to greet Yulian, because DO WANT.
Penny: Okay, I don't wanna be mean, but your face makes me wanna yarf.
Yulian: Oh. That's...not very nice.
I wonder if Miss Picky might be interested in a little Spike Haon-Seeder (pinkposeysims)?
Or how about some Gregorian May (bondchick_nett)?
I love the way these two greet each other: three feet apart, nodding acknowledgment.
Penny: You look like an oil tycoon!
Gregorian: Oh my god, it's SO funny you should say that, because I'm NOT!
Penny appreciates his other assets, anyway.
Frankly, bondchick_nett has an abnormally high rate of gen-one-spouse providing, so I decide to keep Penny's options open. Besides, wouldn't wanna get too cliquey, would I? :P Penny goes inside for a drink.
Bartender: Are...you gonna order a drink, or what?
Penny: I'm...I'm sorry, but is that a Dolce and Gabbana limited edition baby alpaca scarf?
Bartender: Why yes. Yes it is.
Penny: Okay, I like this one.
Spike: Kissing. You know. You do it with your lips. These things.
Penny: That is fascinating.
Waitress' Hair: *wafts*
But check out the hostess in the background!
Hostess: Yes sir? A hair in your food? Long and blonde? Oh, I'm terribly sorry!
Back at home, magically earlier the same day, Penny rolls an unfounded fear. NO SUCH THING.
Or, well. I guess you could make a grilled cheese with like...parmesan. That probably wouldn't be too good. A parmesan and bleu cheese sandwich...D:
Penny: And it could be really gross if you, like, didn't cook it enough. So the bread wasn't crunchy and the cheese was still raw in the middle.
Garden Lady: This is so not as interesting as playing certain musical instruments.
Luckily, Nettsim McStalkerface ~conviniently happened to walk by~ (seriously, he does this a lot). The two did their nodding acknowledgment of each other...and jumped straight to this.
...And this.
Garden Lady: This bongo is so awesome! Fuck gardening, I'm gonna form the Bongo Club!
And the butt grabbing. I was a little appalled at this rampant act of sluttery on their parts, but then...
Penny: So you know what I love about grilled cheese?
Gregorian: OMFG IS IT EVERYTHING?! BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT I LOVE ABOUT GRILLED CHEESE!
It was obviously a match made in heaven, or at least somewhere really high up.
Not unlike other matches happening.
Okay, her house might not be the most glamorous, but you gotta admit you kind of wish you could sleep here.
Gregorian: Oooh, that Bongo Lady is hot!
Bongo Lady: *bongos!*
Penny: *sparkle*
Gregorian: Eh, you know what, I changed my mind.
Penny is unfussed about any thoughts, pure or impure, happening between her boyfriend's ears.
Then she went to bed. And the other two stayed there for hours.
Gregorian: Yeah, no, the more I think about it, the more I wonder what I saw in her.
And hours.
Gregorian: You know, that's not actually even a bongo. It's a different kind of drum.
And hours.
Bongo Lady: THIS IS SO FUN.
She surprised me by leaving before sunrise.
Penny leaves for her first day of work in a care that is made mostly of granite and floodfill.
And returns home to tend to her failing garden.
Gregorian: Hey Penny. Nice garden. Fancy seeing you here. I just happened to be passing by. Thought I'd say hi?
Penny: FUCKING WEEDS MURGAFURGA...
Gregorian: She seems busy. I think I'll just read this until she's done.
Which will be sometime next week!
