The Picklesworth Legacy 6.7
I had no idea what to do with the second half of college, so: SURPRISE! I decided to revive the frat. Not right aways of course, I needed the kids to accumulate more scholarship money first, just so they wouldn't be living like completely destitute students (REALISM WOT WOT).
Even a Family Sim cannot resist the magnetic pull of those twice be-damned thunderbolts! Thankfully, Nigel is a good fiancé and merely swoons from afar. In public. Where everyone can see. And how does said object of his lusty sighings react?
Dormie: EEEEEH A CUTE BOY
Sweet Caroline, not so close
Nigel: Oh, well would you like to show your appreciation by writing my term paper?
Unethical, you say? PFFFFFFFFFFFFFF I say until my entire laptop screen is bathed in my saliva. (Alright not really, but the mirth is still there ;D)
In the meantime, Ivy is out on a date with the John I chose for her... Yes, I know that sounds a bit iffy. INNUENDO IS MY FORTE.
John: OH MY GOODNESS WHO IS THAT FABULOUS LADY COMING OVER
It just occurred to me that John could very well have been one of Catalina's college trysts. Thankfully, they never met so we just dodged that super awkward bullet like we were in the Matrix!
Unsavoury Charlatan: Nyehehehehe how about a table for one, my good man?
Waiter: SIR YOU HAVE BEEN BANNED FROM EVERY ESTABLISHMENT PLEASE LEAVE
Oh, if only that were true, my Legolas-locked waiter. If only that were true.
If Ivy has high objections to proposing to John Rhodes, she certainly didn't display them in her fears panel. I can only deduce therefore that I am doing the right thing. FOR THE HONOUR AND GLORY OF CUTE GINGER BABIES!
*Throws sword high in the air*
*Has no sword*
*Makes do with empty vodka bottle*
John: *GASP* I CAN'T BELIEVE IT
Waitress: Ma'am, did you really have to do this now? You couldn't wait until after the entrées?
Waitress has very specific criteria when it comes to surprise dinner date proposals.
John: I HAVE NO OBJECTIONS. GIMME GIMME GIMME
You see? My judgement as Simgod is unwaveringly correct forever! All efforts to prove that statement wrong will be met with a swift and brutal... Okay, I don't do swift and brutal... A slow and sluggish "NOPE".
Catalina, having seen and done a lot worse than public groping in a dining establishment, blinks not an eyelash at her daughter's displays. There's butter salmon to digest, by gum!
Catalina: But I am very happy for her! :D
And that is all we ever needed. *Hand on heart*
Even when ACR takes hold in its lusty grip and pulls Ivy and John Yates into the photobooth, she now looks rather put off by their sessions. It's okay, BB. You're not a Romance Sim like your mother, I know. *Hugs monitor*
Dream date tally! Three fairly mundane rose bouquets whose fragrances probably disappear pretty quickly AND: a quaint little lawn gnome. Guess who just got a free dorm lawn decor? ;D
Arm Glitches: A study in folded elbows by Andreas Picklesworth. It poses no great inconvenience at the dinner table, studies show.
Showering with one hand is a slowly acquired skill. No problems there!
There are times though, when it does make things a wee bit awkward. Why must you hide your face, bb?
Andreas: Don't look at me.
Claude: WE'RE NOT FINISHED HERE BUB
That tracksuit combined with that evil mullet are giving him the powers of Greyskull and God knows what else. CHARLES, SAVE YOUR HEINY. YOUR 20-YEAR OLD LOVE TRIANGLE ISN'T WORTH THE LOSS OF A FLESHY CHEEK
We interrupt this program to bring you: Shelly THE LOYAL FIANCÉE. Townified as a teen, she was aged by silvereriena, who lives on the other side of the screen with her stuffed monkey, Mon Chi chi! But fisticuffs happen in Sim College. It's up to Shelly to balance it out with love!
Cookies if you know which cartoon intro I was attempting to parody.
Sadly, there are perverts at every corner. JAMES NO NOT OUT IN PUBLIC.
Llama: Ohohoho yes, very nice view.
And what exactly are YOU doing coming out of the ladies' restroom?
Coach: Checking for mildew. Why?
>_________________> I have ways to dispose of you, sir. Don't forget it.
Ivy: OMG CAN WE LEAVE THIS PLACE? IT'S STARTING TO GET CREEPY.
I concur. Therefore, I have revived the old frat house! Seeing as they're in a brand spankin' new hood, I'm going with the flow and saying that they're just opening up a new chapter of Hoh frat in Simchelles. But lo, the title has expanded. Welcome to Hoh Var! A gem of a structure if I ever saw one.
Nigel: Are you sure it doesn't just say HU?
It's HOH VAR, thank you. Don't tell me none of you haven't learned your SimGreek letters yet~ God, what am I paying your virtual tuition for then?
OH MY STARS AND GARTERS WE HAVE MAGICAL BUBBLES COMING OUT OF A WHIMSICAL, WONKA-LIKE CONTRAPTION.
Thank you for the demonstration, James.
James: *Giggles like a loon*
And now, for the daunting task of getting pledges! I'm starting off ~easy peasy lemon squeezy~ because HI JOHN RHODES. Please join this squeaky clean new chapter and grace us with your shiny presence forevermore amen?
The others managed to make some friendships while I wasn't controlling them, so say hello to our other pledge Claude! Charles will not be joining, so we can all heave a collective PHEW that there will be no slapfighting in this radical bromantic establishment!
OK, sometimes it's not bromantic but just straight up romantic (hey, Ira accompanied claude to the frat house so I'm just letting Andreas take advantage of that fact ;D).
And off they goaAAAAAH IVY PLEASE. THERE'S THE INTERNET FOR THESE WATCHINGS. Y'KNOW, WITH MEN YOU'RE NOT RELATED TO.
Not that Andreas noticed or gave a not-so-discreetly expelled poo.
Ivy: Mmmmm, freshly brother-marinated jacuzzi waterrr...
........ LOOK AT THE TIME LET'S GO INSIDE.
Why hello convenient need to walk across campus at 4 in the morning so we don't have to cook! Does Nigel volunteer because he's the one with a Swedish Chef tee?
Either way, I'm not complaining! The sad thing is that this only happened once or twice. Unlike Generation 3, who all just went off for pizza the moment someone came back with a box.
WE NEED MOAR MEMBERS. MOAR I SAY BY GUM. So hi, John Yates! You can be our beautiful Greek statue mascot!
Nigel + Andreas: TEEHEEHEE *Hearts flying everywhere*
Ivy: *Stare stare stare*
GUYS PLZ. I DON'T KNOW HOW TO MAKE THIS LOOK GOOD TO THE READERS.
By the by, the delightful campus cow mascot likes to drop by every day now to annoy the everloving cheese crumbles out of the pledges. Entertaining? Yes. Hilarious? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I mean yes.
Nigel's just wrangling up the pledges left and right (Nicola dropped by to visit so she just watched the proceedings with very casual interest).
Our two new pledges are immediately put to work... essaying for the greater good of the legacy. I know how to use my resources! ;D
Because Nigel's got more important things to do anyway. Like waving a glass jar in the air for the amusement of the flutterbys!
Nigel: Well that was a successful jar waving session!
James: Ooooh! I could study these for my senior paper!
Just make sure you don't let them wither up in the process.
James: Eh. I'll write on cowplants instead. More impressive.
And then he went and became too logical for this world. DAYUM, James. Stop spying on the Chinese restaurant across the street, they guard their recipes IRON TIGHT.
Matthew: Look, Cowperson. You're not a member of this frat so SCRAM.
Cow: *Disfigures Matthew with hoof*
OH MY GOD IS THIS GROUNDS FOR ARREST!??
And then you have the gall to go and get high. You are evil, Miss Bovinia.
Cow: *MALICIOUS CACKLING*
Coikydinkially, Patricia is also a college student! *Licks finger and marks a +1 in pledge book*
And look who she happened to bring along!
Ivy: So Dad, I know we don't know each other very well but I was wondering if you'd like to come to my wedding anyway
Scott: !!!
Scott: Attend the wedding of my practically estranged daughter, you say?
Scott: Of course I'll come.
I can't begin to describe the glee on her face. WHO NEEDS THE WARMTH OF A HEATER IN A BASEMENT WHEN I HAVE THE WARMTH IN MY HEART- No actually it's really cold down here and the heater is wonky. FUUUUUU *Wraps self further in blankets*
Cow: 'Sup.
OH MY GOD WHY ARE YOU BACK
Ivy: SERIOUSLY YOU ARE NOT GETTING INTO THIS FRAT.
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HAHAHA Like she's here to join. That'd just be too easy! FLEE MY LITTLE MEMBERS. FLEEEEEEE.
With Shelly as our last pledge, the place is getting pretty full. We're at Level 5 already? So what exactly happens if you're a level 6 frat, other than you can have 32,000 members?
My question shall be answered another day it seems.
Cow: *BELCHES HER GRASSY GAS*
Shelly: :O
Shelly: Heeheehee! Do it again!
Could it be? Someone who... LIKES the cow mascot's shenanigans? Well slap my knees and call me a corndog!
Cow: I've got more where that came from! *Breaks the most malodorous of zephyrs*
Shelly: LOLOLOL
Not everyone is intent on making Shelly laugh, though. I don't know what this member's problem with her is.
Shelly: Humiliate me in front of our bros, will you? RAAAAAAARGHGGHGHH
Shelly: Ow.
You'd think a bikini would make you more aerodynamic, but it is also very little armour against a jacketed opponent. Oops.
Andreas: At least you don't fight with the frat members, honey.
That's because you're the only one not dating a college student. JUST SAYIN' THAT MIGHT BE A REASON.
And with the semester coming to a close, I test out a quick and simple way of making some pocket simoleons by tutoring. Oh, the joys of your babies having high GPAs. *Wipes away tear*
James: Congratulations, sis!
Is it graduation time already? THANK GOD because I don't know how much more college playing I could take. Here's my little confession: Half the time I just let them run around in the background while I check my e-mail or something and then I pop in every once in a while to see what they've gotten up to. It works wonders!
The 'rents and the grand-'rents are here! Time to pop open a bottle of bubbly and let everything go wil- Oh, sorry Amos. Of course, you can start with some reunion huggling. Got a bit ahead of myself there!
James: Grandma!
Helene: Pumpkin!
I'm so glad my feisty BB is still alive! *Presses eyeball to screen*
Nigel: REALLY MOM? IS THIS REALLY THE TIME
Dude, she's been at the mercy of ACR since before you were born. Acceptance is best way to deal with. Now shoo before your eyeballs are singed with the visuals that no child ever wishes to witness of their parents!
Oh come on. THIS IS ALL THE COW'S FAULT ISN'T IT
Notice how all the men in the family are cringing at the sight but the women are fuelled with aggression. Damn, Picklesworth genes! You guys are just descended from berserkers or something!
Andreas: Oh my goodness! I can't watch!
Helene: TAKE THE COW DOWN, PAL. PUNCH HER IN THE UDDER
I like to think Helene is feeling the nostalgia of her college days. :>
Whaaaat? I had a bad party? Moi?
I FINALLY DID IT. THANK YOU COW AND LLAMA MASCOT.
Matthew has been bestowed with the prestigious honour of frat house placeholder until the next generation. Have fun being by yourself for 20+ years! With a bubble blower. And a cow. Sounds like a good time.
FINALLY. NOW GET YOUR SILKILY-CLAD BOTTOMS BACK TO THE MAIN HOOD.
Next week: Gen. 7 babies, y/y? I'm excited. This is the farthest I've played in a legacy.