Bishop Legacy 3.3
Pictures will be back: 02/19/09
Welcome to the part of the update where I show blatant favoritism spam you with Nash.
Nash: This starving artist stuff is hard.
Nash: I mean, the starving part is easy because no one remembers to feed us, but... I'm so hungry I can't stop eating my crayons!
Braska has obviously been finding his dinner strung out in the back alley. You know, the same place he finds his dates. Thaaaat's attractive.
Nash: Heeeee. It's my brother. I love my brother.
simgarden: Has daddy been giving you whiskey bottles again?
And where is everyone else?
This room is so full it's beginning to defy the laws of physics.
Tierney: This bear is mine. If anyone else touches this bear, I will kill them.
Tierney: *waits*
Brandon: Uh, honey, are you sure we should be throwing this here? You know what they say about glass houses...
Oh, that is SO not a safe place to put the baby.
Tosha: I don't get it, why is it crying?
Rikku: And why does this one smell bad?
Noelle: I know! They just need some attention from sweet little teddy bears! Here, babies, doesn't the bear make you happy?
Tierney: *offscreen* Curses! Her magical Mary Sue powers of fluffy goodness make her impossible to kill!
Oh, Braska. You were doing SO well. Inside! Inside! Before you ignite and/or your nephew sees you with that bear!
Kid, you were doomed from the start.
Basil has something against nursery rhymes. And learning in general. This doesn't bode well for the future.
Braskula: Dead and Lovin' It.
She has no sense of style, but she does have a small period of relationship benefit with Braska. This means I must take advantage and make her his sex slave before she comes to her senses.
Two bolts? You'll do. Join the harem.
Tabitha: Hey, this is the greens only couch. You have to go sit on the couch without a TV.
So, while Noelle is out earning money to support the family...
Kacper: Uhhh, you're a little fangier than the last time I saw you...
Doesn't keep him from getting down with 'im, though.
Zarek: Uh, hey, this TV is in the way of me going upstairs to turn the stereo off. Because I can totally hear it from down here.
Nash: Excuse me? Can I have a diaper change? This is getting a little uncomfortable.
Basil is getting high off of the green fumes...
And, uh, oh shit, I think Taite might have been killed by his own stench. Guys? GUYS???
Tosha: Ewww, what is that smell?
Rikku: I have no idea. Maybe if we ignore it, it will go away!
I think we're about to have a pileup at the changing table.
Is this:
a) an amusing glitch
b) a failed transformation to bat, or
c) the chicken dance?
Cast your vote now!
By voting you are entering into a contract saying that you consent to be used and abused by Braska in his effort to get to 20 simultaneous lovers.
Fine print? What fine print?
...
...
...!!!
You have beds!
Um, Tabby, not quite what I meant.
Tabitha: I'm practicing for when I get to be a terrifying member of the undead instead of just a terrifying alien.
Noelle: Braska! Hey! Hey, Braska! Braska! Can we cuddle now? Braska! Braska, hey, can we cuddle? Pleeeeeeeease?
Braska: Just a second, I have to finish washing this windo-
Braska: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Noelle: Now can we cuddle?
Braska: *whimpers* Pain.
Tosha: *farts*
Rhiannon: NOOOOOOO!
Tabitha: OH CRAP IT'S GONNA FALL!
Tosha: You guys take this game way too seriously.
Oh yes I did just make a fart joke. And yes I do have the mentality of a third grader.
Noelle is torn. On one hand she is terrified of being one of the living dead, a horrible bloodsucking vampire. On the other hand, how can she leave her beloved Braska to face eternity alone. A choice must be made...
Tune in next time for more of "No One Really Gives a Fuck, Noelle"!
LTWs. So close. SO CLOSE.
You guys seriously have no idea how happy this birthday makes me.
Rikku: You're such a cutie-pie, Taite, yes you are!
Tierney: Mom, move that larva out of the way so I can get some cake.
Why is Braska out on another date with Countess Cherry? I don't think any of us know, unless I just clicked the wrong choice when she asked him.
...who are you hissing at? Because I don't see anyone else around here.
I don't remember who this girl is, but Braska has a crush on her.
Well, this one's going to be easy enough to get to dream date status.
Dazzling purple swirl...
Bad vampire erotica face...
Yay, number... I've lost count.
Afra does not approve of hot vampire sex on the bench in front of the club.
Pause for more of Noelle actually being useful.
Aaaaand back to her husband being a hobag.
For someone who disapproves of PDA so much, Mrs. Crumplebottom is quite the voyeur.
Savor this image of family togetherness, because it is the first and last time it happens.
Braska's eight neat points pick the strangest times to show up. Not that I don't appreciate them.
This just showed up on the edge of the lot, stayed a few sim-minutes, then went away with nothing happening. It probably means that my game is going to explode or something, but it sure is pretty!
Never let it be said that Braska's whoring doesn't pay off well.
Braska: I think I broke it.
So close.
SO CLOSE!
First teenager time! (Also, at this point I have given up on birthday cakes entirely.)
Zion definitely bred true, but... not too bad!
I can't decide if Basil is adorable or terrifying.
Nash, on the other hand, is just adorable.
Tabby is a Tosha clone. Seriously.
I can't even remember their names any more. They all just sort of blend together.
And another one bites the dust. So to speak.
Oh, really? You guys hadn't WooHooed before? Okay, cool, apparently she's the twentieth person to ride Braska's pony.
Warpaint: I don't think so! I'm not that kind of guy.
Braska: Whatever, I was just trying to do your virgin ass a favor.
Oh, just for the lulz.
Dominic: *swooning because of his concussion*
Warpaint: How DARE you move on so quickly while I'm playing hard to get?
Braska: I only date the ones who put out.
And apparently he does. Hi, yaoi fangirl!
Making out in the darkened bathroom of a club? Braska, you are officially a gay man now.
That must have been a pretty good first WooHoo, Braska.
Braska: You doubted?
Another potential lover hooked. I feel all dirty inside for them.
The twins-squared enjoy a rousing game of "Don't Wake the Llama!". Because everything about it seems so exciting.
Yeah, Zarek. That's really smart. Glad to see you got your daddy's brains.
Rikku: *makes a wish*
Rikku: ACK! Golden showers? I won't even do this with my wife!
simgarden: Didn't Zeus get a girl pregnant like this?
More win for Tosha.
Rikku's second wish resulted in a swarm of bees. Sadly enough, Zeus probably got a girl pregnant like that, too.
Back to back episodes of awesome for Noelle.
Tierney hit teen! He's also insanely pretty, seriously.
And the first thing he does is go up and start admiring Braska. Can we not have incest here? Please?
Love. More of it.
ACR: Helping townies find true love since whenever the first version came out.
I know this one! FIFTEEN, PEOPLE! FIFTEEN!
Forget diamonds, nothing says forever like vampirism.
Yeah, buddy, can't help you there.
Two vampires sucking face while the zombie baristas look on... I want to go to this café!
Tierney: So, what's the point of this chess thing? I just don't get it.
Tabitha: That's okay, big bro. You're pretty, you don't have to be smart.
It stuns me how they can be such good parents as teens, but then when they have kids of their own they never pay attention to them.
Tierney tries to fool everyone into thinking he's a manly man, but the brightly colored outerwear gives him away.
LTW 1!
LTW 2! Two down, two to go for this generation!
And to cap it all off, a triple birthday for Taite, Reece, and Tabitha.
Of course, Zarek left some more (rotting) food in the oven when he went to go watch. And of course it caught fire.
I think it really says something about this household that Rikku and Tosha are the only ones who care. Probably not a good something, either.
Anyway! Taite! He looks a lot like every single one of his siblings as a child.
Reece looks vaguely homicidal. I'd hide the steak knives if I were them.
And Tabby is finally struck by the horrible truth...
Tabitha: There is entirely too much testosterone in this generation.
Welcome to the part of the update where I show blatant favoritism spam you with Nash.
Nash: This starving artist stuff is hard.
Nash: I mean, the starving part is easy because no one remembers to feed us, but... I'm so hungry I can't stop eating my crayons!
Braska has obviously been finding his dinner strung out in the back alley. You know, the same place he finds his dates. Thaaaat's attractive.
Nash: Heeeee. It's my brother. I love my brother.
simgarden: Has daddy been giving you whiskey bottles again?
And where is everyone else?
This room is so full it's beginning to defy the laws of physics.
Tierney: This bear is mine. If anyone else touches this bear, I will kill them.
Tierney: *waits*
Brandon: Uh, honey, are you sure we should be throwing this here? You know what they say about glass houses...
Oh, that is SO not a safe place to put the baby.
Tosha: I don't get it, why is it crying?
Rikku: And why does this one smell bad?
Noelle: I know! They just need some attention from sweet little teddy bears! Here, babies, doesn't the bear make you happy?
Tierney: *offscreen* Curses! Her magical Mary Sue powers of fluffy goodness make her impossible to kill!
Oh, Braska. You were doing SO well. Inside! Inside! Before you ignite and/or your nephew sees you with that bear!
Kid, you were doomed from the start.
Basil has something against nursery rhymes. And learning in general. This doesn't bode well for the future.
Braskula: Dead and Lovin' It.
She has no sense of style, but she does have a small period of relationship benefit with Braska. This means I must take advantage and make her his sex slave before she comes to her senses.
Two bolts? You'll do. Join the harem.
Tabitha: Hey, this is the greens only couch. You have to go sit on the couch without a TV.
So, while Noelle is out earning money to support the family...
Kacper: Uhhh, you're a little fangier than the last time I saw you...
Doesn't keep him from getting down with 'im, though.
Zarek: Uh, hey, this TV is in the way of me going upstairs to turn the stereo off. Because I can totally hear it from down here.
Nash: Excuse me? Can I have a diaper change? This is getting a little uncomfortable.
Basil is getting high off of the green fumes...
And, uh, oh shit, I think Taite might have been killed by his own stench. Guys? GUYS???
Tosha: Ewww, what is that smell?
Rikku: I have no idea. Maybe if we ignore it, it will go away!
I think we're about to have a pileup at the changing table.
Is this:
a) an amusing glitch
b) a failed transformation to bat, or
c) the chicken dance?
Cast your vote now!
By voting you are entering into a contract saying that you consent to be used and abused by Braska in his effort to get to 20 simultaneous lovers.
Fine print? What fine print?
...
...
...!!!
You have beds!
Um, Tabby, not quite what I meant.
Tabitha: I'm practicing for when I get to be a terrifying member of the undead instead of just a terrifying alien.
Noelle: Braska! Hey! Hey, Braska! Braska! Can we cuddle now? Braska! Braska, hey, can we cuddle? Pleeeeeeeease?
Braska: Just a second, I have to finish washing this windo-
Braska: AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Noelle: Now can we cuddle?
Braska: *whimpers* Pain.
Tosha: *farts*
Rhiannon: NOOOOOOO!
Tabitha: OH CRAP IT'S GONNA FALL!
Tosha: You guys take this game way too seriously.
Oh yes I did just make a fart joke. And yes I do have the mentality of a third grader.
Noelle is torn. On one hand she is terrified of being one of the living dead, a horrible bloodsucking vampire. On the other hand, how can she leave her beloved Braska to face eternity alone. A choice must be made...
Tune in next time for more of "No One Really Gives a Fuck, Noelle"!
LTWs. So close. SO CLOSE.
You guys seriously have no idea how happy this birthday makes me.
Rikku: You're such a cutie-pie, Taite, yes you are!
Tierney: Mom, move that larva out of the way so I can get some cake.
Why is Braska out on another date with Countess Cherry? I don't think any of us know, unless I just clicked the wrong choice when she asked him.
...who are you hissing at? Because I don't see anyone else around here.
I don't remember who this girl is, but Braska has a crush on her.
Well, this one's going to be easy enough to get to dream date status.
Dazzling purple swirl...
Bad vampire erotica face...
Yay, number... I've lost count.
Afra does not approve of hot vampire sex on the bench in front of the club.
Pause for more of Noelle actually being useful.
Aaaaand back to her husband being a hobag.
For someone who disapproves of PDA so much, Mrs. Crumplebottom is quite the voyeur.
Savor this image of family togetherness, because it is the first and last time it happens.
Braska's eight neat points pick the strangest times to show up. Not that I don't appreciate them.
This just showed up on the edge of the lot, stayed a few sim-minutes, then went away with nothing happening. It probably means that my game is going to explode or something, but it sure is pretty!
Never let it be said that Braska's whoring doesn't pay off well.
Braska: I think I broke it.
So close.
SO CLOSE!
First teenager time! (Also, at this point I have given up on birthday cakes entirely.)
Zion definitely bred true, but... not too bad!
I can't decide if Basil is adorable or terrifying.
Nash, on the other hand, is just adorable.
Tabby is a Tosha clone. Seriously.
I can't even remember their names any more. They all just sort of blend together.
And another one bites the dust. So to speak.
Oh, really? You guys hadn't WooHooed before? Okay, cool, apparently she's the twentieth person to ride Braska's pony.
Warpaint: I don't think so! I'm not that kind of guy.
Braska: Whatever, I was just trying to do your virgin ass a favor.
Oh, just for the lulz.
Dominic: *swooning because of his concussion*
Warpaint: How DARE you move on so quickly while I'm playing hard to get?
Braska: I only date the ones who put out.
And apparently he does. Hi, yaoi fangirl!
Making out in the darkened bathroom of a club? Braska, you are officially a gay man now.
That must have been a pretty good first WooHoo, Braska.
Braska: You doubted?
Another potential lover hooked. I feel all dirty inside for them.
The twins-squared enjoy a rousing game of "Don't Wake the Llama!". Because everything about it seems so exciting.
Yeah, Zarek. That's really smart. Glad to see you got your daddy's brains.
Rikku: *makes a wish*
Rikku: ACK! Golden showers? I won't even do this with my wife!
simgarden: Didn't Zeus get a girl pregnant like this?
More win for Tosha.
Rikku's second wish resulted in a swarm of bees. Sadly enough, Zeus probably got a girl pregnant like that, too.
Back to back episodes of awesome for Noelle.
Tierney hit teen! He's also insanely pretty, seriously.
And the first thing he does is go up and start admiring Braska. Can we not have incest here? Please?
Love. More of it.
ACR: Helping townies find true love since whenever the first version came out.
I know this one! FIFTEEN, PEOPLE! FIFTEEN!
Forget diamonds, nothing says forever like vampirism.
Yeah, buddy, can't help you there.
Two vampires sucking face while the zombie baristas look on... I want to go to this café!
Tierney: So, what's the point of this chess thing? I just don't get it.
Tabitha: That's okay, big bro. You're pretty, you don't have to be smart.
It stuns me how they can be such good parents as teens, but then when they have kids of their own they never pay attention to them.
Tierney tries to fool everyone into thinking he's a manly man, but the brightly colored outerwear gives him away.
LTW 1!
LTW 2! Two down, two to go for this generation!
And to cap it all off, a triple birthday for Taite, Reece, and Tabitha.
Of course, Zarek left some more (rotting) food in the oven when he went to go watch. And of course it caught fire.
I think it really says something about this household that Rikku and Tosha are the only ones who care. Probably not a good something, either.
Anyway! Taite! He looks a lot like every single one of his siblings as a child.
Reece looks vaguely homicidal. I'd hide the steak knives if I were them.
And Tabby is finally struck by the horrible truth...
Tabitha: There is entirely too much testosterone in this generation.