The Nine Prettacy: 2.3
Instead of posting it via slideshare or authorstream, this chapter is presented in blog format. For no real reason other than I felt like it. If you've missed an update, you can find links to them all on the boolprop thread.
Last time, all kinds of stuff kicked off in the Nine family. Generation Three Heir, Carl Nine, was raised in a broken home - Ava and Beau's relationship hit rock bottom after Beau knocked up Ava's adopted sister. Soap opera style. Naturally, there have been fights and whatnot ever since.
If it doesn't sound familiar, I recommend looking back.
We rejoin the family to find Carl admiring his teenage looks. He's the first heir to look even close to normal, so I suppose it's expected.
Carl: I'm sexy and I know it!
Then Carl jumped on the exercise bike. Which has been very popular with the family, as you know. I suppose Carl's making sure he has the body points if any fights come up later, right?
Seems this family does nothing more than exercise and fight.
Carl is also the only member of the family who gets along with Marion now. Eric's too busy kicking Beau's butt, and Mary is exercising pretty much all the time. So it's probably not that they don't get along with her...they probably just stay out of her way.
Good advice, I say.
With all the fights that have been happening lately, I felt like it was time for someone to move out. It's been Ava vs. the World recently, and it's just too crazy to play.
So Beau was the first change to be made.
Ava: Beau, I know you're quite dim and innocent, but go sit in the corner and think about what you've done!
Beau: I don't want to! I don't want this all to go wrong!
Ava: Should have thought of that before you slept with my sister. Get out, Beau. I don't want to see you again.
Beau: I'm so unhappy right now!
Beau was still very much in love with Ava. Only Ava disliked Beau with a passion. I figured either Marion or Beau had to go, and if Marion left, I wouldn't get to raise her baby (even Isaiah is still sat in the sim bin, I'm terrible with spares in this legacy).
Mary: I'm glad we're keeping Celia instead of Beau!
She looks almost completely like Beau, anyway. It'll be like having a female version of Beau running around.
Carl: Wah! My parents are getting divorced!
Eric: Wah! Who will I beat up now Beau is gone?!
The bad news just keeps on coming. The next day, the Reaper arrives for Mary.
Death: MARY, IS THIS A BAD TIME?
Mary: No, why do you ask?
Death: THERE SEEMS TO BE SOME SORT OF DOMESTIC DEVELOPING IN YOUR BATHROOM.
Mary: Yeah, there's been some tense times. Probably a good idea if I go sooner, rather than later.
Death: WELL, I CAN HELP WITH THAT. YOUR TIME ON THIS EARTH IS UP, SEE?
Mary: Will there be an exercise bike in the afterlife?
Death: MOST LIKELY. I DON'T ACTUALLY GET TO SPEND MUCH TIME THERE, I'M SO BUSY.
Death: MARION, PLEASE. WE ALL KNOW YOU HAVE NO SOUL, STOP PRETENDING TO BE SO UNHAPPY.
Marion: I AM unhappy, you bag of bones! She was my mother!
Death: AND THE FATHER OF YOUR CHILD WAS YOUR BROTHER-IN-LAW, I KNOW THESE THINGS.
Once Death had finished insulting Marion, he disappeared, leaving only Mary's grave. Rest in peace, Mary.
Naturally, Eric was very upset by the death of his wife. I mean, in the later years, the couple weren't very couple-y at all, but it still must be hard to see her go.
Still, life stops for no one. Celia's birthday rolled around.
And Celia grew into a child who strongly resembles her father. More so that Carl resembles him.
She's also the opposite of Carl. While he is nice and shy, Celia is mean and loud.
Celia: GUYS! Check out Grandpa! He's having a breakdown!!
...I do like having her around, though, she is a ton of fun to play.
Even though she throws a lot of tantrums, mostly because her family member died before her toddler birthday. Bad timing, but ah well. She'll get over it.
The next day, Eric was struck by lightening. And luckily, he didn't die. He seems quite pleased by this fact.
He's so cute when he smiles.
Meanwhile, everything is coming up Ava. She finally beat Marion in a fight. I'm actually happy for Ava in this case, because it's about time things started going well for Ava.
Marion can do what she likes, I'm done messing around with her wants and fears.
Night falls once more, and the Reaper has yet to return for Eric. So he celebrates by reading Celia a bedtime story...out in the street.
Obviously the best place for a story!
Carl: Must...beat...future...fighting...opponents!
I suppose it's good he's training so early. Though I do hope for less fights next generation. I really would like some peace and quiet for a little bit.
Eric: Mary, my darling, I miss you. I may be a Romance sim, but you're the only woman I ever needed. No matter how many wants I rolled for more lovers.
As Carl's teenage years start to come to a close, I figured it was time to introduce the woman I picked for him. Despite all of the suggestions, ideas and everything, the woman I finally settled on was the mysterious Bella Goth.
And if you don't know who she is, you've been living under a rock in the simming community, haven't you? xD
She's generically pretty, I know, but she'll do. Hopefully they'll make some interesting babies.
Carl: Look, Bella! A whole neighbourhood named after you!
Bella: What? Where?
Carl! That is not how to impress girls!
Oh, maybe it is. Bella seemed impressed afterall, and by the time she left, her friendship with Carl had been secured. That'll make things easier when he eventually grows up.
Death: MARION, GET OUT OF MY WAY BEFORE I DRAG YOU TO THE UNDERWORLD WAY TOO EARLY.
Oh no, time to lose Eric. I've actually been dreading this - I've grown quite attached to him, really.
Death: I'M SORRY, ERIC, BUT IT REALLY IS TIME FOR YOU TO GO.
Eric: Mary will be there, so I don't mind coming with you.
The couple are reunited once again. They'll both be missed.
Marion is actually showing a little bit of emotion. No body die of shock! Seriously, I dislike Marion a lot these days.
Meanwhile, Carl and Celia are really good friends. It's nice having close relatives in this family full of fights.
Ava hasn't been up to much, just playing the piano.
Ava: I call this one "Beau, You're a Stupid Jerk"
It's a great outlet for all of the anger and hurt, don't you think?
Thanks for that, Beau. We never have the time to recycle them, and the various cleaning robots we have don't seem to like working.
That evening, Celia grew up. Still pretty, of course, but what did you expect from two gorgeous parents?
Carl was surprised by it. Maybe he's inherited his father's brains.
Celia: So I get to hang around while you attempt to have pretty offspring?
Carl: Of course! I like having you around! You're my best friend!
Celia: Let's never fight, or end up like our parents.
Carl: Could you imagine us like that? Pfft, no way.
Fingers crossed for them. I do hope this coming generation is different.
Carl: Hey, look! I'm all grown up! And I'm so handsome!
From the front, anyway. A quite look at his side view...
...and you can see those lumps and bumps. Ah well - he's still rather handsome. Here's hoping his good looks bring us some pretty offspring for generation four!
Thanks for reading, see you next time!