The Lee Legacy 7.4 and POLL
Up for the running as heir[ess] is…
Abigail Lee
Izamar Lee
Marcel Lee
Izamar Lee: “OH, to be heiress…”
Izamar Lee: “No, Izzy, don’t go getting your hopes up; you’re not cut out for that kind of a life! You’re not worth it.”
Ogbar Lee: *is oblivious to sister’s grappling with self esteem issues, and most likely more sensationally intrigued by other sister’s fresh pasta sauce*
This is Izamar’s stats, jsyk.
I love that she’s supposedly shy.
Izamar Lee: “HI MY NAME IS”
…?
“IZAMAR LEE.”
Izamar Lee: “GOSH those flowers just smell so good; I wish my lungs would expand further so I could just suck the smell right on in!”
She’s a happy sim.
Right. Happy sim.
She gets this dramatic, soap opera gaze to her sometimes. Mac ‘n’ cheese and playgrounds tend to snap her out of that fog, though.
Remember RedHeadPedo?
RHP: “Oh, well dang, what happened to you?”
Unhappy Izamar: “Uhm, it’s called puberty?”
RHP: “What just happened?”
THIS SHOULD NOT BE HAPPENING WTF.
Abigail Lee: “Hewwo puppy, hewwo.”
Abigail Lee: “Are you ready to make me a -woman- werewolf, little puppy?”
Obvious Werewolf: “Aruhh?”
Abigail Lee: “Pucker up!”
Obvious Werewolf: “Grr!”
Abigail Lee: “A dog! A dog rejected my advances!”
“Like for real?”
D: D: D:
Happy! Izamar: “Yes! Rain! Precipitation!”
Unhappy! Izamar: “No! Why are you interrupting my weather watching?!”
Abigail Lee: “Ahaha, I noogie’d you. Noogies.”
Unhappy! Izamar: “What is my life.”
What is your life, indeed.
I love her facial expressions.
Hell, I just love her face.
CEDAR IS ALIVE AND KICKIN’…
kickin’ ass.
Oh, Marcel Lee, how I love your droopy gumdrop button of a nose!
Unhappy! Izamar: “I mean, of course I want to be heiress, Marcel, but this competition is just so nerve-wracking! And what if I get it and I don’t like it? And what if--”
Abigail Lee: “Me? You really think I’d make a good heiress, Og? Well I guess I do have some of the finer attributes of the Lee legacy.”
That sure is one fine attribute, Abby.
Oh, you pseudo-Hawaiian boy, I wish you played a larger role in this family.
RedHeadFriend (RHF): “So, uhm, Izzy? I’m really starting to realize just what you mean to me, and I was wondering if maybe we could-”
Unhappy! Izamar: “No, no no; stop! I know where this is going!”
RHF: “…go out?”
Unhappy! Izamar: “WHAT, as if! You would be a mere boy toy to me; I would only break your heart.”
break break, oh break break your heart, I’m only gonna break break, oh break break your hearr-arrt.
RHF: “Wha…what? HNNGH?”
Unhappy! Izamar: “No, poor boy, a girl-no! a woman! like me, is reckless and carefree with such a sweet boy like you; my good looks that have obviously so entranced you would soon enough be the cause of your contempt for me. Why, ultimately it would be jealousy that you are so wedded to, because--”
RHF: “Abigail’s hotter.”
Unhappy! Izamar: “ON SECOND THOUGHT MAYBE I’M MADLY IN LOVE WITH YOU.”
Abigail: “HI-I-HEARD-MY-NAME-OMG-IT’S-YOU-YOU’RE-SO-CUTE-LETS-HUG-I-MISS-HUMAN-CONTACT-I-HAVENT-HAD-ANY-SINCE-I-DON’T-KNOW-WHEN.”
*glomp*
RHF: ”That’s what I’m talking about!” :D
Unhappy! Izamar: *sigh*
Unhappy! Izamar: “IT IS BETTER TO HAVE LOVED AND LOST, THAN TO HAVE NEVER LOVED AT ALL.”
RHF: “Can’t….hhnngh…breathe…”
Unhappy! Izamar: “HE LOVED ME ONCE, BUT--”
Abigail: “But you love me now, right? Right?”
Abigail: “Swear it. Cross your heart, hope to die, ON YOUR MOTHER’S GRAVE that it is me you love!”
Maybe she is slightly overzealous, but hey, social contact for Abigail seems pretty rare.
Besides, she’s heels over head for the kid.
This is sin!
Marcel: “What? The only air-time I get is of me getting bad grades? Like, for real?”
SINNER.
Oh, Ogbar Lee, I am going to miss your face,
but you just have to go. I can’t have you crowding the house,
especially since I cannot have you having illegitimate bastards like yourself.
You got me?!
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Okay so, poll time!
Poll Making Chaaanges!