Peregrine 1.0: We Live in a Dump
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Meet Demo Peregrine. She has pink hair and lives in a swamp because I wanted to use Twinbrook on account of it's new, and I wanted to use a newly placed lot because I could and also all of the pre-existing ones looked gross.
Her traits are something like Clumsy, Handy, Family Oriented, Neurotic, and another one. Her LTW is to Max Handiness and Logic, because I guess only Adventurous Sims get good LTW choices?
Anyway! I will be playing this hacks-in, and my only real rule is no money/motive cheats and no directing the Others, since ISBI is just more fun.
First things first, Demo wants a career because her shack (not pictured) is extra tinsy. I don't know what she's whining about, since most Founders don't even get walls.
Demo: At least they don't have to look at gingham wallpaper (not pictured).
So here is the Military Base, or something. I hate you, plumbob. But I love you, every other effect. Why all or nothing, EAxis, why?
Anyway, let's go explore Twinbrook and wrangle up some good ol' fashioned baby daddies, shall we!
First a pitstop at the bookstore for Wants Fulfillment and gratuitous close up #1.
Witness the discerning taste of our Founder as she scouts the local meat market!
Demo: Wash your hair!
Demo: Wash this fountain!
Demo: Wash my mouth!
Uh... Demo? ... Nevermind.
Demo: That's right. Look how clean I am. So clean. So ready to go out there and meet someone!
On the other hand, if these are the options...?
. . .
(P.S. Twinbrook is so preeetty)
Here, have some spam of Demo, of whom I am unabashedly fond.
I LIKE the gingham wallpaper. It's so gross.
Anyway, this is an AMBITIONS Legacy. That's right. With stuff. And what's better than stuff? Inventing it!
That's right. The most awesome career choice ever, probably in 98% of all Ambitions-flavored Legacies. I'm making it.
Frankly, Inventing takes way too long to run off to play Military for no reason every day. She didn't really want that job anyway. It's not like it was her first wish ever or anything.
Junkyard spam!
Hold the phone! Who is this, with the perfect amount of disheveled-ness and the worst name ever? Lenny so-and-so? Well! Let's get your cheekbones into my pants legacy.
Guys? Guys. Please stop!
20 minutes later...
Staring contest!
Demo: So, I was thinking, rather than further my career or do anything my personality might dictate, I'd find a man and settle down ASAP!
Lenny: Oh man that sounds horrible wait I can see down her sh-
Lenny: I think I love you.
So they have talking time.
We get a look at Lenny's tonsils.
Demo is more concerned than anyone should ever be when nobody else cares about her new shack in the swamp even though Lenny's face never. changes. expression.
Demo: So, clearly, Voldemort lives on the moon.
Lenny: :|
Demo: I wonder if he ever visits Saturn? That would be so weird, right?
Lenny: :| He could ride a Shooting Star, get it. :| No because nobody has read Quidditch Through the Ages as many times as you!
Unfazed, Demo pops The First Question
You hitched?
Lenny: :|
Lenny: :| Naw.
Demo: *puppy love eyes!?*
There, the expression of concern as he touches himself is much more appropriate.
I got bored with their chitter-chatter. Look, the sky!
Demo: Oh God you're right it IS totally boring to talk about your house!
Let's dig through trash together! True Love! D+L forever!
As amusing as it would be, this is a different trip, not the next morning. Demo basically spends the next two days alternately digging through trash and inventing. LTW is what, again? Hm.
So I try to get them to go on a date. My legacy clock is ticking here, guys!
Demo and Lenny play tag or something stupid outside. Here are two stupid EAxis Sims that I bet are twins with an Interesting Backstory.
Oh and then they talk and Lenny runs off (not pictured).
D'aww? I just want to point out that I make no effort to fill this wish, and they don't talk on the phone or anything.
Here have an opportunity and some spam!
The fog is the best thing ever!
Tick TICK TICK!
Demo: Okay, fine, I'll invite him over. Even though I'm in my underoos.
Demo: You know what would be great? A different facial expression.
Lenny: :| Oh sorry I couldn't hear you over your shirt.
Demo: Oh yeah? Well, it goes with red!
Lenny: In... in what way does it... wait. Are your walls gingham?
And then they run outside to play TAG seriously, EAxis. And I avert that with FLIRT FLIRT FLIRT directions.
So they do. And for a little while Lenny makes an expression!!
Well, on and off. Here is the Second Question: You wanna move in?
He does. Nobody has any qualms about packing up shop at the drop of a hat.
He is immediately interesting and Demo does not regret asking one bit.
Demo: Do... do you think you could go back to making faces?
Lenny: Like this? |c
I guess that'll do.
Demo: I'm gonna have all your monies!
Lenny: What?
Demo: You smell nice?
Fab.
They're getting along swimmingly.
Wait. They ARE getting along swimmingly? And practicing Risky WooHoo. So I can have a billion choices without feeling cheap. For shame, guys.
Lenny: :|
Demo: :W
Lenny: Did you ever consider your face might be TOO flexible?
Anyway, they get on with life.
Well, Demo does. As an uncontrollable urge, Lenny does this while Demo does alllll that.
And more of this.
And has her eyeball come out her cheek?
Random shot of the new house layout (courtesy the car in Lenny's inventory EVEN THOUGH I know I'm not supposed to be in there) is random.
Demo: Hey, look, I can bounce really high!
Lenny: Durrrr.
She is the winner?
Remember that opportunity? I finally filled it.
And figured out how to make her actually be an Inventor.
!!!! But Demo! There were no chimes!
And now, some random shots of Demo and Larry being Totally in Love and Spending Time Together:
My, Demo, those pants do make your ass look fat.
Oh.
Just in case aaaaanyone remembers or cares: My other Legacies were lost to a virus, which murderized my Windows install and thus my saved games. Actually I might still have my Sims2 saves, but I'd have to re-install everything to play because the Registry wiped, and... no.