Calloway Legacy 1.0! New Legacy!
Here is Alpha Calloway. She's sexy as hell, no? She's a friendly, exciteable, hopeless romantic/angler who loves the outdoors.
She loves pop music, waffles, and yellow.
Lifetime want? Presenting the Perfect Aquarium (having 13 perfect species of fish on display in fishbowls).
Here's our founding home. It is near the beach. Alpha had $420 dollars after building it. Ready for a tour? You better be. There's a lot to cover.
Here's the bathroom.
And here's the other room. Tour is over. GTFO.
Alpha's very first action is to sneeze so hard she sends a tuft of hair through her own shoulder. It looks painful. o.o
We decided not to waste any more time sneezing. I sent her to the park. These people were there. Alpha is not interested.
So she decides to fish. This is her first catch!
It's HUGE. She's so proud.
While she's fishing, I decide to look around for some manmeat ( That sounds wrong.) potential suitors.
Ugly ladies.
Ugly Lady: I think maybe I should just grow a mustache, cut my hair, and live as a man.
NO MEN ANYWHERE. And Alpha is about to starve to death. Time to go home.
At home, Alpha cooks the most basic meal ever involving a stove: mac & cheese.
She adds about 3/4 cups of salt.
And this is how it turns out. She ate it anyway.
She ran to the bookstore and brought home some books on how to catch better minnows and anchovies. This book consisted of only pictures.
Feeling a little more confident, we went fishing once more, this time on the beach.
The next day, Alpha makes mac & cheese again. Again, she burns it.
And then walks away, bitching about how she's starving to death. -.-; I make her eat it anyway.
I decide we need to meet a man, and send her to the library, where studs always hang out. Duh. Instead of scoping the area for a hubby, she stood in the corner and ranted about cooking for about four sim-hours. There was no one there anyway. Time to go knock on the doors of random neighbors and see what we can come up with!
*rings the invisible doorbell*DING DONG.
Wow. Next house!
DINGA LINGA LING.
FUG. Next house.
Hmm. I guess this'll do. His name is Christopher Steele.
Alpha does not approve of the decor. Less beige, more yellow. =/
=)
Alpha borrows his dresser real quick so she can change her earrings. Dressers are like $200. And we don't like to work for our money, do we, Alpha?
After talking to Christopher for a minute, we learn he is a friendly, natural cook.
Alpha: ZOMG I always wanted to learn how to make rennaissance-festival-mutton-leg!!!!! =D =D =D
After Alpha shares a hyperbolic fishing tale, we also learn Christopher is a daredevil angler. =D This is getting better and better.
I think the dipshit believed her when she said she almost caught Nessie.
Alpha feels so comfortable in his home that she helps herself to his toilet.
Apparently, Chris hasn't quite reached that level. As he grips his groin in agony, he tells Alpha it's getting late. LATE. Right. It's like 7pm. Okay then.
The next morning, Alpha tries again to make food.
This time, it works =)
wtf.
Well, we found some birthday cake. And our first perfect fish! An anchovy. His name is Robi and we will not be eating him.
For some reason, she's not very happy with this. Poor Robi =(
Alpha calls Christopher up to come over. Does he accept?
You bet! =D This is great news!
Except that Alpha..
..makes faces like this..
..after hanging up, until he finally gets there. =/
So she cuts right to the chase when he gets there. Thankfully she doesn't make that hideous hagface while she asks him if he's single.
Chris: Bring on the lovin'!
Hells yeah! We were about to bring it on anyway, whether he was single or not :P
Alpha: C'mon baby, light my fire.
*headdesk* Alpha is freally bad at flirting.
But it works!
It works so well that Chris tries to grab her b00bz. Instead, he slips his hand directly into her stomach. D: But Alpha likes it like that, I guess.
Then out of nowhere this car appears and Chris leaves. Wtf.
The next day, he shows up in this outfit. Gross.
Alpha does not approve of the shoes.
This..
..is all..
..they talk about!
Chris tells Alpha he thinks she's a catch. The prettiest fish in the sea. Cheesy lines. Anglers. Ugh.
Hey, whatever works =)
We then learn his last trait: Great Kisser. So he's a Friendly, Natural Cook, Angler/Daredevil who also happens to be a Great Kisser.
Alpha decides that extreme dirt-eating (and great-kissing) chefs who make lots of friends and like to fish are sexy and proposes to him.
Chris: OMG!
IT GLOWS.
Their first hug. Yup.
Their second kiss..
And then the rings.
AND NOW IT IS DONE.
Their first act as a married couple was to go outside and talk about being married now.
I told them that wasn't gonna fly and they needed to consumate their union.
Chris wanted to put on his hideous pajamas first.
Did I hear baby chimes?
What do you think?
More to come soon!