The Scallywag Legacy 6.3
Dedicated to Anon who wrote that secret last week. I'm sorry it's not all that great a post, though... :(
So my game had a fun glitch that erased all the kids off the lot, meaning I had to bust out a backup file that had saved up to just after Fiji's birth. We take a sudden step back in time :/
A LARGE step back.
Kaleb + Dirk: WHAT THE FUCK SPACE TIME CONTINUUM
Fiji: I am most displeased with this turn of events. I want my autonomy back 8|
Things were still pretty friendly and boring for most of my replay of the child years, meaning it was excruciatingly slow to play, but meh. Also, I couldn't be arsed to go for the fourth baby, figuring I had a good enough pool to choose from out of the three kids.
Kaleb: EXCUSE ME MY NEEDS ARE NOT BEING TAKEN CARE OF. I REQUIRE ~SOCIALIZATION~
Other than that, everything remains the same, as you can see -_-
Priscilla: So Cyprus! Have you started thinking about what University you're going to apply to? What career you're going for? These are very important life decisions! You must start pondering them early, you know!
Cyprus: But grandpa, I don't want to go to University. I want to be a rock star, like my mom!
Priscilla: *SPUTTERS* Your mother is not a rock star, boy! She's an orchestra conductor, a job that REQUIRES A DEGREE, WHICH IS WHAT YOU NEED TO GET.
Priscilla: KALEB! Tell your grandson that unless he wants to be written off the inheritace, he will attend proper post-secondary schooling!
Kaleb: Huh--
Cyprus: I'm not going! I won't NEED the inheritance, because I'll be rich! Because I'll be a rock star!
Priscilla: *Sputters some more*
Kaleb: I AM STILL DEPRIVED OF SOCIAL INTERACTION
Jubilee: *Is no longer a conductress*
Cyprus: I WAS RIGHT! :D
Priscilla: :|...........
Polaris appears to pay us a visit!... And as you can see, her state of mind hasn't particularly improved since she got kicked out of school >_>
Polaris: I just don't understand why you had to flunk me! 8D
Cyprus: ... Please tell me this lady isn't related to me O_O
Somewhere along the way, Denmark grew up. We are slowly approaching the part where we left off last time -_-;;;
Denmark: I AM PLEASED WITH THIS TURN OF EVENTS 8| 8| 8|
By the way, I had forgotten what aspiration he was before, so I rerolled and got Romance this time around. Fun times.
Fiji follows quickly.
Mystique: So, uh. I might have, uh, forgotten I had food in the oven >_>
Mystique: OH GOD SOMEBODY HEEEEEEEELP!! D8 D8 D8
Jubilee: Wow Dirk, you've gotten so much better with the piano! Great job!
Dirk: I AM A MAESTRO
Fiji: WOW THIS CHILDREN'S TV SHOW IS SO MUCH FUN, MAN I WONDER WHAT THAT NOISE IN THE BACKGROUND IS :D
Mystique: AAUUUUGHHHHHHH
Because self-preservation is for pussies.
To make up for it, Mystique goes to the backyard and nearly catches frostbite. GET IT TOGETHER, GIRL.
So anyways, since we were running low on groceries, I figured Denmark could use a trip to the great outdoors, to see if he could scout any pixel_trade sims for me.
And that is how I learned that Denmark is kind of a terrible Romance sim -_-
We did run into Gambit, though!
Unfortunately, it's been so long since we last saw him that he's not even friends with Jubilee anymore 8/
Finding literally NO ONE in there, and also realizing that there were no groceries to be bought, we haul ass to the grocery store, where we run into the Count.
And Denmark follows in daddy's footsteps by entering the black hole of denial when Jubilee starts swapping spit with Giu and he doesn't take note. That or he was too distracted by the prospect of Kimber Creelman's breasts (steezie_k) to pay any attention.
Gambit: I /STILL/ DISAPPROVE OF THESE FUCKING SHENANIGANS. SHE HAS /CHILDREN/. /HOW/ CAN SHE STILL BE SUCH A SLUT D8<
Denmark: HEY MOM, I'M TIRED. CAN WE GO HOME NOW??
Teen: Goddamn I hate weekend shifts.
Simply because I want to see the kids in private school uniforms, I invite the headmaster over.
And I VERY CLEARLY ask Priscilla to SERVE a platter, since Jubilee will be occupied with the house tour...
But no, Priscilla is apparently in need of some hearing aids, because he cooked one plate and then scarfed it down himself -_-
But what's this?! COULD IT BE, MYSTIQUE TO THE RESCUE?!
No, of course not. She wastes all our food serving turkey and salmon when everybody's asleep, but god forbid she cook more than one plate when we have a guest over!
So it's time for Plan B.
Priscilla: OH MY GOD JUBILEE WHAT IS THIS. IT WAS BAD ENOUGH WHEN I CAUGHT YOU WITH THAT ALIEN, BUT THIS IS JUST /IMMORAL/!!!
IN COMES THE COCKBLOCK BRIGADE -_-
Headmaster MY GOODNESS, WHAT IS THIS *gropegropegrope*
Mystique: ... OH YOU ARE SO FUNNY HEADMASTER!! ^___^ ...You owe me SO MUCH for this one
One Mystique!grope later and the kids get into Private School, despite the lack of food. Sounds about right y/y
Though I guess if the Mystique mishap had failed, I could've just waited until Denmark woke up so he could prance around the house in his underwear. WHY DO NONE OF MY SIMS SLEEP IN THEIR PJS??? 8/
Dirk: Okay, Mystique? You CANNOT TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS. But I need to tell SOMEONE.
Mystique: Yes?
Dirk: Okay... you know that guy Malcolm? He's friends with Jubilee. Comes around sometimes. I kind of... desperately want to bone him. YOU MAY NOT TELL THIS TO /ANYONE/, UNDERSTAND.
Mystique: OH MAN THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
[A few minutes later]
Dirk: NO IT CANNOT BE. JUBILEE SAID SHE'D STOPPED SLEEPING WITH OTHER GUYS BACK IN COLLEEEEEEEGE
Mystique, stop ruining things! What Dirk doesn't know can't hurt him, alright?
Priscilla: OH HI KIDS. WHAT ARE YOU UP TO. :D.
Jubilee: For God's sake, dad, STOP WITH THE COCKBLOCK -_-
[Half an hour later]
Priscilla: OH. HI KIDS. WHAT ARE YOU UP TO. :D :D :D
Malcolm + Jubilee: ...
Denmark: Grandpa, wait up! What is it that you wanted me to see? HEY!
Malcolm + Jubilee: O_O
Malcolm: Wow, awkward.
Jubilee: I am going to KILL HIM -_-
And here we run into a problem. My game decided, in its infinite wisdom, to erase THREE HOURS' WORTH OF PICTURES for no adequately explained reason (naturally, these were the three hours where all the entertaining stuff happened). So fast forward several days, and Cyprus is now a teenager who rolled Popularity. This update is made of FAIL and AIDS and I am sorry guys, my game is going through the rebellious teen phase or something :/
Jubilee + Malcolm: UNF UNF UNF
Cyprus: OH HOLY GOD NO D8
Cyprus: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, PLEASE STOP
Denmark: ... Wow, I think I can actually feel the mental scars as they form.
Cyprus: EVERYTHING IS DEAD TO ME
Denmark: MENTAL. SCARS. BAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Jubilee: Oh hey boys! How was school today? Why don't we get started on that homework, hm? Then you guys can have the evening free! ^_^
Jubilee: Oh, are you leaving Malcolm? See you tomorrow! :D
Cyprus: NEVER COME BACK
Jubilee: So anyways, about that homework.
Cyprus: NO, MOM, NO.
Denmark: WHEN PEOPLE ASK ME IN THE FUTURE HOW I WENT FROM SUCH A CUTE KID TO A SLUT, OR AN ALCOHOLIC, OR A CLOWN, I WILL PLACE THE BLAME ENTIRELY ON /YOU/, MOTHER D8<
So yeah, guess who didn't take that too well >_>
On the other hand, he maxed out Creativity! That... counts for something, right?
This is going to seem a little contrived, but please take my word for it when I say that within those 3 hours of lost gameplay footage, Dirk spent 90% of his time stalking Malcolm (who became a daily fixture) around the house and crying his goddamn eyes out after heartfarting like a lunatic. So imagine this picture but +9001 and you'll get the gist of it.
And then when MALCOLM started doing the same, I just said "FUCK IT" and hit Dirk's Auto Woo command (courtesy of ACR), using up his Adulthood command but he's close to aging anyway so it's not a huge deal.
So Dirk gets to fulfill his fantasy and indeed nets himself 3,500 aspiration points, which gets him out of the red for the first time in AGES.
Then they get up, chat about their respective jobs, share a Manly Hug, and Malcolm goes home. Problem solved.
The biggest victim to the 3 hour black hole is Fiji though :/ She's actually really entertaining, but ALL her pictures got erased.
So now she's a teenager and has gotten all of two lines of dialogue :/ She rolled Romance as well.
Before sending all the teenagers to college though, it is time to commemorate. At this time, Jubilee has exactly 49/50 Dream Dates under her belt.
And it's time to get her the last one ^_^
Jubilee: So Dirk, we've been living together for about 16 years, give or take a few rips in the fabric of time, right? :D
Dirk: I'd say so, yeah.
Jubilee: And I was thinking, you know, that's a long time! And we have like, kids, and everything, and you get along with my parents... and my sister, which is honestly kind of a miracle, all things considered...
Jubilee: So I figured, you know, we could like... make it official. Um.
Jubilee: So, uhhh... will you marry me?
Dirk: OH MY GOD
Dirk: oh christ i think i'm having a stroke
^__________________________________^
I wanted to throw them a wedding party, but it was nearly 3 AM so the game wouldn't let me. Instead, we do a small family wedding, which would've been very cute had Priscilla not chosen THAT EXACT DAY to catch the flu and start hacking his lungs out.
Denmark stayed at the very back with his arms crossed, and didn't even dress up in formal wear :/ Aww, baby, come on, it's all in the past.
OMG they're finally married! XD XD XD I was grinning like an idiot the entire time, I am such a sucker for sim weddings.
Even Denmark found it in him to be happy :D :D :D
They've had such a rocky, screwed-up relationship, but they're still together in the end. I'm so proud of you guys XD
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As for the kids:
I am breaking ISBI rules this generation. I've decided I'm going to play all three of them through University to make up for the lost pictures, and pick an heir when they graduate.
So until next time, folks. Thank you for reading, and I apologize this is such a terrible update. Thanks to the anon who wrote that secret, for poking me back into playing :P Hopefully the next update will be better.
ISBI status:
Torch-Holders: 5
Perma-plat sims: 4 83
Shrink Visits: 12
Social Bunny Visits: 3
Repo Man Visits: 3
Fires: 20 <- Happened but pictures were lost
Self-Wettings: 35
Pass-Outs: 44
Freezing/Overheating: 2
Fights: 37
Deaths: 8
So my game had a fun glitch that erased all the kids off the lot, meaning I had to bust out a backup file that had saved up to just after Fiji's birth. We take a sudden step back in time :/
A LARGE step back.
Kaleb + Dirk: WHAT THE FUCK SPACE TIME CONTINUUM
Fiji: I am most displeased with this turn of events. I want my autonomy back 8|
Things were still pretty friendly and boring for most of my replay of the child years, meaning it was excruciatingly slow to play, but meh. Also, I couldn't be arsed to go for the fourth baby, figuring I had a good enough pool to choose from out of the three kids.
Kaleb: EXCUSE ME MY NEEDS ARE NOT BEING TAKEN CARE OF. I REQUIRE ~SOCIALIZATION~
Other than that, everything remains the same, as you can see -_-
Priscilla: So Cyprus! Have you started thinking about what University you're going to apply to? What career you're going for? These are very important life decisions! You must start pondering them early, you know!
Cyprus: But grandpa, I don't want to go to University. I want to be a rock star, like my mom!
Priscilla: *SPUTTERS* Your mother is not a rock star, boy! She's an orchestra conductor, a job that REQUIRES A DEGREE, WHICH IS WHAT YOU NEED TO GET.
Priscilla: KALEB! Tell your grandson that unless he wants to be written off the inheritace, he will attend proper post-secondary schooling!
Kaleb: Huh--
Cyprus: I'm not going! I won't NEED the inheritance, because I'll be rich! Because I'll be a rock star!
Priscilla: *Sputters some more*
Kaleb: I AM STILL DEPRIVED OF SOCIAL INTERACTION
Jubilee: *Is no longer a conductress*
Cyprus: I WAS RIGHT! :D
Priscilla: :|...........
Polaris appears to pay us a visit!... And as you can see, her state of mind hasn't particularly improved since she got kicked out of school >_>
Polaris: I just don't understand why you had to flunk me! 8D
Cyprus: ... Please tell me this lady isn't related to me O_O
Somewhere along the way, Denmark grew up. We are slowly approaching the part where we left off last time -_-;;;
Denmark: I AM PLEASED WITH THIS TURN OF EVENTS 8| 8| 8|
By the way, I had forgotten what aspiration he was before, so I rerolled and got Romance this time around. Fun times.
Fiji follows quickly.
Mystique: So, uh. I might have, uh, forgotten I had food in the oven >_>
Mystique: OH GOD SOMEBODY HEEEEEEEELP!! D8 D8 D8
Jubilee: Wow Dirk, you've gotten so much better with the piano! Great job!
Dirk: I AM A MAESTRO
Fiji: WOW THIS CHILDREN'S TV SHOW IS SO MUCH FUN, MAN I WONDER WHAT THAT NOISE IN THE BACKGROUND IS :D
Mystique: AAUUUUGHHHHHHH
Because self-preservation is for pussies.
To make up for it, Mystique goes to the backyard and nearly catches frostbite. GET IT TOGETHER, GIRL.
So anyways, since we were running low on groceries, I figured Denmark could use a trip to the great outdoors, to see if he could scout any pixel_trade sims for me.
And that is how I learned that Denmark is kind of a terrible Romance sim -_-
We did run into Gambit, though!
Unfortunately, it's been so long since we last saw him that he's not even friends with Jubilee anymore 8/
Finding literally NO ONE in there, and also realizing that there were no groceries to be bought, we haul ass to the grocery store, where we run into the Count.
And Denmark follows in daddy's footsteps by entering the black hole of denial when Jubilee starts swapping spit with Giu and he doesn't take note. That or he was too distracted by the prospect of Kimber Creelman's breasts (steezie_k) to pay any attention.
Gambit: I /STILL/ DISAPPROVE OF THESE FUCKING SHENANIGANS. SHE HAS /CHILDREN/. /HOW/ CAN SHE STILL BE SUCH A SLUT D8<
Denmark: HEY MOM, I'M TIRED. CAN WE GO HOME NOW??
Teen: Goddamn I hate weekend shifts.
Simply because I want to see the kids in private school uniforms, I invite the headmaster over.
And I VERY CLEARLY ask Priscilla to SERVE a platter, since Jubilee will be occupied with the house tour...
But no, Priscilla is apparently in need of some hearing aids, because he cooked one plate and then scarfed it down himself -_-
But what's this?! COULD IT BE, MYSTIQUE TO THE RESCUE?!
No, of course not. She wastes all our food serving turkey and salmon when everybody's asleep, but god forbid she cook more than one plate when we have a guest over!
So it's time for Plan B.
Priscilla: OH MY GOD JUBILEE WHAT IS THIS. IT WAS BAD ENOUGH WHEN I CAUGHT YOU WITH THAT ALIEN, BUT THIS IS JUST /IMMORAL/!!!
IN COMES THE COCKBLOCK BRIGADE -_-
Headmaster MY GOODNESS, WHAT IS THIS *gropegropegrope*
Mystique: ... OH YOU ARE SO FUNNY HEADMASTER!! ^___^ ...You owe me SO MUCH for this one
One Mystique!grope later and the kids get into Private School, despite the lack of food. Sounds about right y/y
Though I guess if the Mystique mishap had failed, I could've just waited until Denmark woke up so he could prance around the house in his underwear. WHY DO NONE OF MY SIMS SLEEP IN THEIR PJS??? 8/
Dirk: Okay, Mystique? You CANNOT TELL ANYONE ABOUT THIS. But I need to tell SOMEONE.
Mystique: Yes?
Dirk: Okay... you know that guy Malcolm? He's friends with Jubilee. Comes around sometimes. I kind of... desperately want to bone him. YOU MAY NOT TELL THIS TO /ANYONE/, UNDERSTAND.
Mystique: OH MAN THIS IS BEAUTIFUL
[A few minutes later]
Dirk: NO IT CANNOT BE. JUBILEE SAID SHE'D STOPPED SLEEPING WITH OTHER GUYS BACK IN COLLEEEEEEEGE
Mystique, stop ruining things! What Dirk doesn't know can't hurt him, alright?
Priscilla: OH HI KIDS. WHAT ARE YOU UP TO. :D.
Jubilee: For God's sake, dad, STOP WITH THE COCKBLOCK -_-
[Half an hour later]
Priscilla: OH. HI KIDS. WHAT ARE YOU UP TO. :D :D :D
Malcolm + Jubilee: ...
Denmark: Grandpa, wait up! What is it that you wanted me to see? HEY!
Malcolm + Jubilee: O_O
Malcolm: Wow, awkward.
Jubilee: I am going to KILL HIM -_-
And here we run into a problem. My game decided, in its infinite wisdom, to erase THREE HOURS' WORTH OF PICTURES for no adequately explained reason (naturally, these were the three hours where all the entertaining stuff happened). So fast forward several days, and Cyprus is now a teenager who rolled Popularity. This update is made of FAIL and AIDS and I am sorry guys, my game is going through the rebellious teen phase or something :/
Jubilee + Malcolm: UNF UNF UNF
Cyprus: OH HOLY GOD NO D8
Cyprus: FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, PLEASE STOP
Denmark: ... Wow, I think I can actually feel the mental scars as they form.
Cyprus: EVERYTHING IS DEAD TO ME
Denmark: MENTAL. SCARS. BAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Jubilee: Oh hey boys! How was school today? Why don't we get started on that homework, hm? Then you guys can have the evening free! ^_^
Jubilee: Oh, are you leaving Malcolm? See you tomorrow! :D
Cyprus: NEVER COME BACK
Jubilee: So anyways, about that homework.
Cyprus: NO, MOM, NO.
Denmark: WHEN PEOPLE ASK ME IN THE FUTURE HOW I WENT FROM SUCH A CUTE KID TO A SLUT, OR AN ALCOHOLIC, OR A CLOWN, I WILL PLACE THE BLAME ENTIRELY ON /YOU/, MOTHER D8<
So yeah, guess who didn't take that too well >_>
On the other hand, he maxed out Creativity! That... counts for something, right?
This is going to seem a little contrived, but please take my word for it when I say that within those 3 hours of lost gameplay footage, Dirk spent 90% of his time stalking Malcolm (who became a daily fixture) around the house and crying his goddamn eyes out after heartfarting like a lunatic. So imagine this picture but +9001 and you'll get the gist of it.
And then when MALCOLM started doing the same, I just said "FUCK IT" and hit Dirk's Auto Woo command (courtesy of ACR), using up his Adulthood command but he's close to aging anyway so it's not a huge deal.
So Dirk gets to fulfill his fantasy and indeed nets himself 3,500 aspiration points, which gets him out of the red for the first time in AGES.
Then they get up, chat about their respective jobs, share a Manly Hug, and Malcolm goes home. Problem solved.
The biggest victim to the 3 hour black hole is Fiji though :/ She's actually really entertaining, but ALL her pictures got erased.
So now she's a teenager and has gotten all of two lines of dialogue :/ She rolled Romance as well.
Before sending all the teenagers to college though, it is time to commemorate. At this time, Jubilee has exactly 49/50 Dream Dates under her belt.
And it's time to get her the last one ^_^
Jubilee: So Dirk, we've been living together for about 16 years, give or take a few rips in the fabric of time, right? :D
Dirk: I'd say so, yeah.
Jubilee: And I was thinking, you know, that's a long time! And we have like, kids, and everything, and you get along with my parents... and my sister, which is honestly kind of a miracle, all things considered...
Jubilee: So I figured, you know, we could like... make it official. Um.
Jubilee: So, uhhh... will you marry me?
Dirk: OH MY GOD
Dirk: oh christ i think i'm having a stroke
^__________________________________^
I wanted to throw them a wedding party, but it was nearly 3 AM so the game wouldn't let me. Instead, we do a small family wedding, which would've been very cute had Priscilla not chosen THAT EXACT DAY to catch the flu and start hacking his lungs out.
Denmark stayed at the very back with his arms crossed, and didn't even dress up in formal wear :/ Aww, baby, come on, it's all in the past.
OMG they're finally married! XD XD XD I was grinning like an idiot the entire time, I am such a sucker for sim weddings.
Even Denmark found it in him to be happy :D :D :D
They've had such a rocky, screwed-up relationship, but they're still together in the end. I'm so proud of you guys XD
--------------------
As for the kids:
I am breaking ISBI rules this generation. I've decided I'm going to play all three of them through University to make up for the lost pictures, and pick an heir when they graduate.
So until next time, folks. Thank you for reading, and I apologize this is such a terrible update. Thanks to the anon who wrote that secret, for poking me back into playing :P Hopefully the next update will be better.
ISBI status:
Torch-Holders: 5
Perma-plat sims: 4 83
Shrink Visits: 12
Social Bunny Visits: 3
Repo Man Visits: 3
Fires: 20 <- Happened but pictures were lost
Self-Wettings: 35
Pass-Outs: 44
Freezing/Overheating: 2
Fights: 37
Deaths: 8