Coke Legacy 7.0
I want to kill myself.
I think I forgot to mention during college that I had fixed Julia’s messed up LTW. That’s why she got 25k aspiration points in that one update for getting 20 Best Friends. I'm too lazy to check if I said anything about it or not, so if I already did, ignore this.
Promptly after leaving college, Fleur invites Ginger Sparks over to move in with them.
…
Clearly they were meant for each other, lol.
Julia’s friend from high school randomly drops by for some unknown reason. Well, actually he probably sensed that the wedding party was full of hot girls or something because that’s pretty much true. (Ewan, being a vampire, couldn’t attend.)
By the way, I’m doing a double heir this generation. Why wouldn’t I want Fleur to double with the biggest bitch in the universe?
Oh wait he just wanted to get tipsy. Okay then.
I wasn’t lying about the mostly girls thing, the only dudes there are the Townie that hated Fleur’s dance and the teenager.
OH MY GOD HOW DO YOU EVEN DO THAT I HATE YOU ALL.
Fleur: Are you excited, Ginger? We’re going to be having babies~! So many babies~!
Ginger: … wait, what? Are… are you serious?
Fleur: Yep! ^_^
Ginger: I… I have nothing to say on that matter.
Here’s the lovely Ginger with a clothing makeover and stats.
Ginger Coke
ROMANCE
Lifetime Want - Become Celebrity Chef
Sloppy/Neat - 2
Shy/Outgoing - 8
Lazy/Active - 2
Serious/Playful - 6
Grouchy/Nice - 7
Turn Ons: Brown Hair, Logical
Turn Off: Fitness
OTH: Don’t know, don't care.
Love in is the air~
Most Romance sims look cool while doing the pimp strut.
Ewan just looks like a total dork.
Fish Status: Still Invisible.
I’m greatly distressed that no one minded a 75 year-old woman stripping herself of her clothes and running naked around the room.
Ginger: Um… why does your dad have to sleep in the room next to us?
Fleur: Is there something wrong with that? It’s the only place his coffin can be moved to.
Ginger: Yes there’s a problem, it’s awkward.
Girl, I did not just hear a baby jingle. I already got Fleur and Julia pregg0rz because I knew I could handle two pregnant sims, but…
… Now I’ve got three pregnant sims. D8;;
Fleur: -pops-
Sara: I have this weird premonition that we won’t be seeing any cloudy skies for the next generation.
Natalie: Shaddup and make your move.
Natalie: Oh hey guess what, girls? I just realized that we have our own personal cook now!
Fleur: You mean daddy? [:
Natalie: Yeah! Now I won’t have to risk burning food anymore.
That couldn’t possibly be good for the fetus.
Fleur: Dad, you are in my way of walking to the kitchen to grill up some grilled cheese!
Ewan: But the kitchen is behind you…
Fleur: I KNOW! That’s why you need to move so I can get there!
This is exactly how it happened. Gosh, why are you shit for brains, Fleur?
Ginger: Ohgodohgodohgod. I’m having a baby, aren’t I?
THE NEXT PERSON WHO PLAYS IN THE TUB IS GETTING A BOOT TO THE HEAD.
We are not going to do this, Ginger. No we are not.
Sara grew up and is still pretty as hell.
Ewan: OOMPH!
Sara: Don’t you have 9 Body points?
Ewan: Uh… m-maybe...
Fleur: HEY, GRANDMA. YOU ARE EXTRMLY HOT. KEEP BEING EXTRMLY HOT, OKAY?
Julia: What is going on? D8
Fleur: My baby craves for something served on a silver platter. Or maybe it just wants to eat a silver platter in general.
Ginger: Um, just so we have this clear, do we really have to buy little dresses for the, um… babies when they become toddlers…?
Fleur&Julia: -shared groans of annoyance- Only if they’re girls, duh.
Ginger: Alright then. Because, you know, I am totally okay with having little dresses… for our children… and stuff… ahaha…
Ginger: You are the best looking old lady I have ever met. Good job!
Natalie: Why thank you~
Ginger: Have I told you how attractive you are? Yes? No?
Natalie’s Ego: -at level 3-
Fleur: My wifey is right, you are SO BEAUTIFUL~!
Natalie’s Ego: -at level 4-
Congratulations, Julia. You are the sanest person in the room right now!
Yeah, yeah, give me the baby and I’ll have one less pregnant sim to worry about.
A boy, Ludwig. Brown hair, grey eyes and S1.
And then Fleur goes ahead and pops out a SECOND child. Another boy, Vaughn. Black hair, grey eyes and S2.
The Cokes approve the notion of setting newborns onto the floor.
As luck would have it, Miss Bitch over here had to go into labor just as I was settled with the twins.
One boy, thank you Julia. Brown hair, light-blue eyes and S3. His name is Conrad.
Ewan: Hello? I have recently taken up the fine art of viewing photos while someone attractive is asleep, yet I cannot properly view the photo because this bed is in the way.
Don’t you start with me on this I am not having you act like Sara.
Conrad has some quality time with mommy. They’re bonding nicely.
Ewan, being the only one who is up at ungodly hours of the night, takes care of the three babies because I forced him to. I am not having any of this “But I don’t want to be a good parent/grandparent!” stuff from him. Whine on your LiveJournal or some shit, Ewan.
Yeah, Ewan totally has an LJ. He’s so lame.
Ginger: I AM NOT READY FOR MORE CHILDREN.
Fleur: Oh? You’re having babies? Let me just clean these plates up and I’ll watch. :D
… I… uh… buh…?
There… there’s three, right?
Oh…
OH MY GOD.
Ewan: I… I think I really should start studying about Parenting! D8;;
(Note how Ewan is scared of more babies.)
START LEARNING.
I can’t tell who is who right now, especially with the… the triplets. But I do know that Stephen is the only one with S4 while Nate, who is named after his great grandma Natalie, is pretty much identical to Keaton.
Holy shit is this really happening?
I BEG TO DIFFER, JULIA.
Second generation with six kids was one thing, but here I have six babies. SIX. BABIES.
No one should have that many babies.
(Oh my god I just realized that all six of them are fucking BOYS. I hate you game.)
Ewan, as usual, is forced to take care of them. Natalie helps, of course. But only during the hours in which she is awake.
Ginger: Um, um, um, I’m helping!
Sweetie, Ewan just fed that one.
Also that bottle was already used.
YES, NATALIE. BECAUSE A ROACH INFESTATION IS OBVIOUSLY THE BIG ISSUE HERE.
Sara: Hey so, are you two going to be having any more children anytime soon?
Fleur&Julia: -shared expressions-
Due to how the babies were born, ALL OF THEM had to be grown up on the same day. God, this was horrifying.
What is more horrifying is that I now will have not six babies, but six toddlers.
God save me.
NO I DO NOT HAVE PICTURES TO IDENTIFY WHO IS WHO BECAUSE REALLY, WHO CARES? I sure wasn’t in the middle of caring at that particular moment.
Conrad is about to be culled by either high-heeled shoes or leather boots.
Just… let him get squashed. There’s too many.
Choo-choo, all aboard the toddler train~!
Except Vaughn. He only wants to play with dolls. Like a sissy.
This picture would be far more adorable if Fleur and Ginger weren't about to do the nasty right there in front of their goddamn kids.
Ginger: AW SHIT WHO IS A SEXY BEAST?
Fleur: BOTH OF US.
Fleur&Ginger: YEEEEEEAAAAAAHHH.
Natalie: Don’t mind me; I’ll just be taking care of your toddlers. -_-;;
Grim: So Natalie it is-
Julia: Make way, huge bitch coming through.
Grim: …?! Oh you are so going to hell when I come for you.
BYE NATALIE I’LL MISS YOU. D:
~yay aspiration failure~
Ewan: Do you really expect me to take care of all these toddlers by myself?
Yes.
Feel.
My.
Pain.
Ludwig is kind of an ass. He asks Sara for attention, then outright rejects her when she tries to give him huggles and kisses.
Idk wtf his problem is, but…
… he really loves hugging his brothers(and cousin). He does it all the fucking time. The other five toddlers have gotten at least one free Ludwig hug.
Conrad: SOMEONE PAY ATTENTION TO ME.
Ginger: Why is he in here? I’m not his mom.
Conrad: Show me some love? ;_;
Stephen: Daddy? D:
Fleur: lol he thinks you’re his dad.
Sorry, bb, your mom is too into her little music world to care about trivial things such as some child that popped out of her uterus.
You know, I think this deserves an appropriate caption.
I’m so clever.
GDI FLEUR.
BOOT TO THE HEAD.
ANARCHY grew up. Bah.
~x~
Now if you guys will excuse me,
I’m going to play Pokemon White,
And forget these six children exist.