The Cobalt Legacy 5.4
One can only hope to be so lucky as to have one's doting fisherman father see one off to college.
Personally, I wouldn't mind a tackle-glomp from Christian. Just sayin'.
Adrian Cobalt
9 Clean
6 Outgoing
10 Active
6 Playful
4 Mean
Caleb Cobalt
4 Messy
3 Shy
3 Lazy
7 Playful
10 Nice
Jude Cobalt
5 Clean
10 Outgoing
4 Lazy
3 Serious
7 Nice
Jeanna Cobalt
5 Clean
10 Outgoing
9 Active
3 Serious
1 Mean
7 Clean
10 Outgoing
5 Active
4 Serious
8 Nice
I see the kids are off to a great start.
Jude: ...Huh. I seem to have developed ass-kicking abilities.
Why do I doubt that, Jeanna? I do. I highly doubt it.
At least she has the courtesy to prove me right.
They all majored in something or other. Caleb in Drama, because of his LTW to be
a prestidigitator. That's the only one I remember. Hey, it's been a while.
Caleb: Why, hello, there.
Caleb: I mean, wow, method acting is a brilliant concept. Thank you for
affording me this excellent educational opportunity, SimGod.
Oh, go bang each other, already.
Is there such thing as a bad time to spam Caleb? I haven't come up with one.
Meanwhile, in worlds not revolving around Caleb, Jude and Marsha have found the most
romantic of settings.
And Mickey is pissed off over the Mac & Cheese. You know what? Make your own goddamn ghost
food, then.
Back to our topic of interest, our boy, here, wants to find somebody to love~~~~~
And it's love at first--
...Shoplift.
Caleb: Oi.
Bouquet of Roses #1: LOL HEY WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU.
Bouquet of Roses #2: LOL YEAH WHERE'S YOUR DATE. HOW COME NO ONE LOVES YOU.
Rose #1: SAY, YOU'RE A PRETTY BOY. GET OUT THERE AND DAZZLE~
Caleb: I am a pretty boy... I am a pretty boy... I can dazzle...
And dazzle he does.
Well, she may be a criminal, but his family's legacy dorm is a fucking black hole,
so I guess it balances out.
Ye, boy.
*dies*
Jan Hutchins is the prettiest burglar I've ever seen.
Annalee: WHY DOES HE GET ALL THE ATTENTION WHAT IS MY LIFE
Cobalt: Could you keep it down? I'm making a call.
Caleb: Tonight sounds great, baby!
Annalee: *WAILS*
Well, at least they're not harming or threatening to harm each other.
Fuck that.
Only these two couldn't even handle a game of chess together.
Damn it.
To be perfectly honest, I don't even know who that was. It happens so often, it doesn't even
register. Whoever it was, they got resurrected. :\
When attempts for attention fail, the unimportant recoil quietly into their rooms.
While others have their well-being threatened.
Personally, I'd opt for the status of unimportant.
Big lots are being unusually laggy on my machine lately, so Caleb's sent off to his own home.
Because he's heir, of course. 8D
Welcome to your shack, Buddy Boy.
Of course, that bed's going to need some breaking in.
Jan: This is immature and degrading.
Jan: ...I never said I wouldn't play along.
Generation 6 Incubator has moved in! Welcome to the madness, Jan.
They've got three friggin' bolts.
If I go another month without updating, it's because I've shot myself.
Caleb: Look over there, Hunny. That cloud looks like a heart!
Jan: Look over there, Hunny. You can probably see up her skirt!
Caleb: And this is why I love you.
Caleb: WHO THE HELL ARE YOU WTF GET OUT OF HERE.
Caleb: Dear Diary...
Caleb: My girlfriend's ass looks fucking amazing in those burglar pants...
Jan: Oh, crap.
Caleb: LET'S DO A REPEAT OF LAST NIGHT LATER, SHALL WE, BB?
Jane: Knocked up by this kid? I really am screwed.
That's what you get when you go around picking up college kids.
Jan: FUCK MY LIFE.
Caleb: Oh. We have a bit of a problem, don't we?
Jan: I give up. Doorway, take me now.
Well, Jan, since that didn't work, I suggest enjoying the view.
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Well, hopefully that wasn't too shitteous. I apologize because I know it wasn't great, but I think it's important that I get this one up before I forgot about it altogether. The next will be better, and come sooner. :D
Thanks again for editing the pictures, kharmakick.