Rain-Bow Legacy (Gen 1-1)
Missed an update? Gen 1.0 here!
Warning: Contains swearing, abuse of dictionary.com in an attempt to correct spelling, censored pixilated nudity (cuz bewbz are bad, m'kay), and consumption of Jesus juice. Prolonged exposure may cause the reader to brain their damage, or turn their favorite sim into a buttmonkey and catch a form of Funny Siphilus.
Last update, Azure finally found a guy who'd give her the time of day (and more), fires happened, and gneeral "My lifesucks cuz I'm a founder" hilarity ensued. We now continue with the legacy.
Azure finally hit the point where she can make sandwiches. That means she won't be using the Microwave of Conflagration anymore!
Disapointing? Maybe. But at least she'll (hopefully) live long enough to have a kid.
Good idea: Digging in an attempt to find the last map she's missing
Bad idea: Digging before contacting city officials to find out where water pipes are.
Don't think I don't see you! And don't think my founder doesn't have a burglar alarm. It's a smoke alarm she still doesn't have!
Burglar: Easy pickings.
Cop: *ahem*
Burglar: This dog house should sell nicely on the black market.
Cop: *AHEM*
Azure: Holy shit, I thought I moved away from all this!
Police Brutality: 1, Criminals: 0
Officer Excessive-Force assured Azure after the incident that the robber would be delt with to the full extent of the law. He's set to be released tomorrow night from prison, tomorrow morning if on good behavior.
And where was Gabriel during all this? On the phone with the police? Saving a little boy who fell down a well?
No. He was howling at the burglar alarm going off ._.
Proof cats are smarter than dogs: Cats are self-cleaning.
At least Gabriel can protect the house from robbers. Oh, wait a minute.
Azure has made it up to officer status now. Personally, I kinda like the military outfits.
Azure: Really? You'll move in?
Hun: I'm not getting any younger.
Sarinn: Unfortunatly.
Yes. His name is Hun. For the record, I had nothing to do with the naming of this dude.
Azure is (for the moment) no longer poor!
ACR They decide to celebrate this jump in their relationship the way most couples do. Assuming his bits still work.
Sarinn: You know, when he was 40, you were in diapers.
Azure: Shut up, Sarinn.
Grossed out by my li'l golddigger founder, I decided to leave them be and spend Hun's $17k on building a new house to get them out of the shack they had been living in.
Azure: Fucking burglar stealing my dog house!
Sarinn: That was a couple days ago. You have a new one now.
Azure: I'll castrate him.
Sarinn: Just let it go and enjoy the new house.
Azure: And why is there snow in the kitchen?
Sarinn: Oh yeah. Roof. I'll get right on it.
Angry founder is angry. Thankfully, she leaves her guns at work.
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Other than the $17k, Hun has brought other good things to this household. Like the ability to cook without setting half the house on fire.
Sarinn: Yoga fail?
Azure: Kama Sutra practice. Hun's surprisingly limber for his age.
Sarinn: Ew.
Since moving out of the shack and using the new toster oven , Azure has yet to start one fire / get electrocuted. This firmly cements my belief that the PTB cursed the old microwave.
Azure cought a butterfly for her bug collection while catching butterflys.
I didn't know this was possible. Maybe there's hope for EAxis' logic, yet!
Course, this comes from someone who hasn't touched Sims3.
Grabbed this pic simply because the look on her face makes you wanna hug her.
Right after that, Hun (knees cracking as he dropped down) proposed to my founder.
Azure: Ohhhh shiny.
Sarinn: Ok, just no. Az, re-think this.
Azure: Shine shine.
Sarinn: Az? Common, there has to be someone else.
Azure: hehe it sparkles.
Sarinn: What do you say we call the matchmaker? Common, I'll motherload til you find the perfect guy.
Azure: Gonna get maaaarrrrrrrrrriiiiiiied.
So I decided to put Hun to use training Gabriel. Might as well make some use out of the old guy while Azure is at work.
Oh joy. I can't begin to express how happy I am that my founder can collect more spiders. :|
Training for a promotion in the dark, while it's raining, the only light coming from small fires.
The face of a military girl determined to reach her goal.
The face of a military girl successfully overcoming obstacals.
The face of a military girl who just fucked up.
As you can see, Hun is supporting his soon-to-be wife's training to this best of his abilities.
Sarinn: Get off my lawn, False Prophet of Relationships!
Matchmaker: *makes a sorry attempt at sneaky*
Sarinn: Don't make me sic the dog on you!
Matchmaker: *continues to fail at being sneaky*
Matchmaker: Oh, gods, WTF is that smell?!
Sarinn: I warned you I'd send the dog after you.
Matchmaker: *gags*
Sarinn: Leave the lamp, and begone, wench, or you shal smell the dog a second time.
Genie: Standard rules apply. Three wishes, etc.
Azure: I want the bitch who took my dog's house dead.
Genie: Uh... Can't kill people. Sorry.
Azure: What fucking good are you?
Genie: You have to have something else you want.
Azure: Oh, fine. Money.
Genie: Money it is!
Azure: Ohhh sparkly.
Azure: OW! That was my foot, you incompetent genie.
Yes! A job picking up jockstraps and sweaty towels!
Should I mention that the dog makes more than him?
Wedding night.
Hun does the cooking (just in case).
A couple of Azure's military buddies show up.
Immediatly, mass drinking begins.
Shocking, y/y?
Hun: With this ring -
Azure: *drunkenly* Ohhhh shparkly.
Hun: *Continues vows*
Azure: *bes drunk*
Azure realized she was too inebriated to recite her part. So she improvised.
Hun: Uh... good job.
Azure: Thanksh. Washn't anythin', really.
Hun: Now, listen here, missy, back in my day, even the weakest boy in my squad would put you under.
Az's friend: Maybe, grandpa. But that was then. This is now. And I'm telling you, you're too old.
Hun: You don't want to go there, girley.
Az's friend: Oh I went there. And came back with a shirt that says "You don't have what it takes anymore"
Hun: Fine. Let's go.
Az's friend: You asked for it. Drinking you under the table will be easy.
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Sadly, I missed the next bit, where she crushed the cup on her forehead.
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Currently Enlisted: 0, War Vets: 1
I blame the booze.
Sarinn: Chimes? I heard chimes, didn't I? On your wedding night, too!
Azure: Shleepy. Go awah.
Azure: Oh gods, I feel like ass.
Sarinn: Morning sickness?
Azure: Hangover.
Azure: I thought the dog stopped peeing here after we got that tree.
Sarinn: He did. That was from one of your friends after they left last night.
Fact: When married, a person' people tend to be more relaxed around each other.
Azure comes to realize that she might not actually be hungover.
And promptly thanks the one responsible for her feeling like ass.
Ew, barf-breath.
Bathroom pop the next day.
Note to self: Look into better clothing in the future.
Sarinn: Spaghetti at this hour?
Azure: What? I'm hungry.
Sarinn: Well, you made a ton. Nice of you to make leftovers for Hun for tomorrow.
Azure: Who said anything about me leaving leftovers?
Pink dust pop!
Think this is the first time I've ever managed to get a pic of it.
Azure: According to this parenting book "when a baby cries, it wants something."
Sarinn: Well, yeah.
Azure: Books on parenting are shit.
Azure: GOBBLE... SNARF... SNAP
We inturupt our regularly scheduled Legacy to bring you this sweet paper girl.
Paper Girl: OW! SHIT! FUCK, I HATE THIS JOB!
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She's kinda cute. Should get her into the family later, y/y?
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Hun: Roll over, boy. Roll over!
Azure: Uhh... Hun? I think my water just broke.
Azure: AHHHHHHHH!
Hun: Common, boy, roll over!
This is all brilliantcat 's fault. No, seriously.
Allow me to cut & paste a conversation I saved from that day.
Sarinn (3:19:07 PM): and then get her pregnant again mebbe >_>
BC (3:19:46 PM): assuming she doesn't have twins on ya
Sarinn (4:33:19 PM): baby time!
Sarinn (4:33:42 PM): omfg
Sarinn (4:33:49 PM): this is all YOUR fault
Sarinn (4:34:10 PM): had you not said anything, this wouldn't have happened >:|
Sarinn (4:34:28 PM): she had twin girls >_<
BC (4:36:41 PM): HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Amethyst Rain-Bow
and Lavender Rain-Bow
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Next update: the twins grow up!
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