Onasi Legacy 2.4
The cover image says it all...
Leia: Dad, what are you doing?
Carth: I'm too old to be a grandpa, Lisa. So--
Leia: It's Leia.
Carth: Whatever. It's time to beat the system!
Carth: ELIXIR OF LIFE FTW!!!!
Leia: My father is so lame...
Revan: Here, hold this while I take a shot at the elixir.
And behold! After guzzling several cups each, Carth and Revan
have added nine more days to their adult life.
So it's time to celebrate!
*Insert Final Fantasy victory music here*
Meanwhile:
Behold Dustil's first visit to his daughter since she was born
two days ago!
Dustil: This is not a video game!!! This is a baby!!!
Dustil: Oh God, what have I done?
Careful, Dustil. I wouldn't do that if--
Fail.
Morgana: 1. Dustil: 0.
Yes, because putting the baby on the floor after she's
puked all over you is good parenting.
Bravo. Good job.
Maybe there's still hope for Selene...
Then again, maybe not.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen: Selene, Morgana's mother,
FEARS changing her daughter's diaper.
For those of you who have never played Sims2, if something
happens to your Sim that they fear, they lose points.
How many, you ask?
Oh, about 500.
Seriously. No more kids for you two!
Like father, like son...
While the Onasi men were busy making out with their
significant others, Leia, once again, shows responsibility
with Morgana:
Leia: I know what it's like to be abandoned on the floor.
I'll protect you, sweetheart.
It's really sad that Morgana's own parents aren't interested
in the little one's birthday.
Honestly, only Carli and Revan's clone (where did she come from!?)
attended the birthday bash.
Leia: But that's okay, Ana! We all love you!
YAY! TODDLER MORGANA!
Aww, Morgana's adorable!
(Yes, Selene is holding Morgana, which screws up
my continuity. I took this cap much, much later because
I realized I'd forgotten to take a close-up of Morgana.
Just ignore the Paris Hilton clone and focus on the adorable tot.
kthxbye!)
After leaving Carth to sleep off another woo-hoo, Revan
came downstairs to feed the yet-again-abandoned Morgana.
This time she's stickin' with the Smart Milk to make the learning
go a hell of a lot faster.
Apparently Smart Milk is laced with kryptonite...
Learned to walk: Check.
Learned to talk: Check.
Learned to pee in plastic toilet: Check.
Learned that Grandpa's good for something else other than
woo-hooing Grandma: Check.
Revan was exhausted after all that teaching, so put Morgana
down for a nap:
Yeah. That went over real well.
While Morgana wailed that annoying Sim Toddler wail,
her parents were busy making another life-changing
decision:
Dustil: So... let's make it official?
Selene: Yeah, whatever.
Now presenting Mr. and Mrs. Dustil Onasi!
This is how they celebrated:
Selene: WHEEEE!!!
Carth: I don't have to wear a helmet! YAY!
Revan: Oh flyboy! You know what happens to me when you
wear your formalwear!
And thus another never-ending make-out session begins:
Intermission
And we're back!
Pause for air...
Ooo, location change.
Is he eating her forehead?
*Insert Final Fantasy victory music here*
And now, three promotions back to back to back!
And, due to popular demand, random screen caps!
Teenage Revan Clone: Okay, so, when you were a child,
I was a teenager. Now you're an adult, and I'm a teenager...
How... did that... happen...?
I see his ego meter is maxed out...
Good idea: Making out with your wife.
Bad idea: Making out with your wife in front of your
dead ex-wife's namesake.
Selene: What the hell have I gotten myself in to?
Leia: Dad, what are you doing?
Carth: I'm too old to be a grandpa, Lisa. So--
Leia: It's Leia.
Carth: Whatever. It's time to beat the system!
Carth: ELIXIR OF LIFE FTW!!!!
Leia: My father is so lame...
Revan: Here, hold this while I take a shot at the elixir.
And behold! After guzzling several cups each, Carth and Revan
have added nine more days to their adult life.
So it's time to celebrate!
*Insert Final Fantasy victory music here*
Meanwhile:
Behold Dustil's first visit to his daughter since she was born
two days ago!
Dustil: This is not a video game!!! This is a baby!!!
Dustil: Oh God, what have I done?
Careful, Dustil. I wouldn't do that if--
Fail.
Morgana: 1. Dustil: 0.
Yes, because putting the baby on the floor after she's
puked all over you is good parenting.
Bravo. Good job.
Maybe there's still hope for Selene...
Then again, maybe not.
Yes, ladies and gentlemen: Selene, Morgana's mother,
FEARS changing her daughter's diaper.
For those of you who have never played Sims2, if something
happens to your Sim that they fear, they lose points.
How many, you ask?
Oh, about 500.
Seriously. No more kids for you two!
Like father, like son...
While the Onasi men were busy making out with their
significant others, Leia, once again, shows responsibility
with Morgana:
Leia: I know what it's like to be abandoned on the floor.
I'll protect you, sweetheart.
It's really sad that Morgana's own parents aren't interested
in the little one's birthday.
Honestly, only Carli and Revan's clone (where did she come from!?)
attended the birthday bash.
Leia: But that's okay, Ana! We all love you!
YAY! TODDLER MORGANA!
Aww, Morgana's adorable!
(Yes, Selene is holding Morgana, which screws up
my continuity. I took this cap much, much later because
I realized I'd forgotten to take a close-up of Morgana.
Just ignore the Paris Hilton clone and focus on the adorable tot.
kthxbye!)
After leaving Carth to sleep off another woo-hoo, Revan
came downstairs to feed the yet-again-abandoned Morgana.
This time she's stickin' with the Smart Milk to make the learning
go a hell of a lot faster.
Apparently Smart Milk is laced with kryptonite...
Learned to walk: Check.
Learned to talk: Check.
Learned to pee in plastic toilet: Check.
Learned that Grandpa's good for something else other than
woo-hooing Grandma: Check.
Revan was exhausted after all that teaching, so put Morgana
down for a nap:
Yeah. That went over real well.
While Morgana wailed that annoying Sim Toddler wail,
her parents were busy making another life-changing
decision:
Dustil: So... let's make it official?
Selene: Yeah, whatever.
Now presenting Mr. and Mrs. Dustil Onasi!
This is how they celebrated:
Selene: WHEEEE!!!
Carth: I don't have to wear a helmet! YAY!
Revan: Oh flyboy! You know what happens to me when you
wear your formalwear!
And thus another never-ending make-out session begins:
Intermission
And we're back!
Pause for air...
Ooo, location change.
Is he eating her forehead?
*Insert Final Fantasy victory music here*
And now, three promotions back to back to back!
And, due to popular demand, random screen caps!
Teenage Revan Clone: Okay, so, when you were a child,
I was a teenager. Now you're an adult, and I'm a teenager...
How... did that... happen...?
I see his ego meter is maxed out...
Good idea: Making out with your wife.
Bad idea: Making out with your wife in front of your
dead ex-wife's namesake.
Selene: What the hell have I gotten myself in to?