The Graham Legacy: Generation 1.1
OOH, shiny new legacy!
Here we have the star of the legacy, Cervantes Graham.
Oh. My bad. This is the ACTUAL star. Bobbi Graham!
Popularity - Become Hall of Famer
Sloppy: 4
Shy: 1
Active: 5
Playful: 8
Nice: 7
With elf ears! I've never had an elf eared sim before, and what with every other person in the sim comm suddenly being racist or something, I don't want to be racist against mythical creatures QQ
Bobbi really doesn't need your typical welcome wagon. She's fine with Cervantes.
They didn't even come anyway, so wtf. She just works out so she can max her body skill for her LTW of being a Hall of Famer.
Here we have a walkby, and Bobbi's potential first human friend, Alicia.
Bobbi: Tickle!
Alicia: BITCH, NO.
Alicia: I'M NOT FUCKING KIDDING, NO TICKLES!
Bobbi: Who pissed in your cheerios, whore?
And then they play catch, because it's a great idea to let someone you've just fought with lob a hard object at your face.
Bobbi: That... kinda would make sense as to why she's throwing so hard.
Bobbi: Yeeeah, I'm just gonna peace out and go walk Cervantes before my face is broken.
Another walkby! This is Talin. It's about time we got some male in here. Bobbi's not autonomously a lesbian so I'm not going to force it with tickleprude.
Bobbi: Let's just get straight down to business, shall we?
I guess they like each other.
OH BOO. Well, Bobbi, he won't do.
Bobbi: May I propose a toast to... friendship!
Talin: Does that mean I'm not getting laid tonight?
Bobbi: No getting laid, BUT I WILL SMACK YOU WITH A PILLOW.
It's so romantic to clean up after other people at a restaurant.
So we go elsewhere. We have Mr. Blue. Yeah. That's it. That's /all/. I'm not even kidding. Just Mr. Blue.
Who has pretty eyes but no upper lip, nty
Bobbi: I'm too cute to have babies with no upper lip.
SO, YET AGAIN, we go elsewhere.
We have a tried and true favorite, but I pass him up since Beth Cleary is married to his brother in another legacy 'hood.
Ascot McGee, who is clearly straight out of the seventies and just moved here from Swingtown.
And this guy! Phil! Yeah, he's a staple in some legacies, BUT NONE OF MINE SO WE MOVE IN FOR THE KILL.
... but, you know, just in case. There's always Mr. Blue. He decided to grace us with his thin-lipped presence on the new lot.
Bobbi: Go on, go on...
Yep, like I said, moving in for the kill.
Bobbi: So does this mean I could potentially tickle you?
Bobbi: Oh, yes, I like him...
Bobbi: MINE.
Bobbi: So, uh, wanna go back to my place?
Phil needs to learn a lesson in PERSONAL SPACE!
And yes, she has been out all night.
Talin: THAT'S NOT ME SHE'S LONGINGLY GAZING AT.
Talin: HOW DAREEE YOU TAKE ANOTHER MAN HOME WHEN WE JUST HAD ONE DATE FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES AND WE ONLY HAD CRUSHES??
Talin: I MEAN SERIOUSLY, WHORE.
After Talin decided to be a psycho, Phil moved in with Bobbi!
Not bad. All this shit came with him too.
Bobbi: I really don't want you to get away, so will you go ahead and marry me? Thanks.
Phil: LET'S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!
And then they wave to each other to consummate the marriage.
NEVER WAVE WITHOUT GLOVES, FRIENDS.
Because Bobbi actually cares for Cervantes, I think she'll be a good mother.
Bobbi: Not a fan of these stomach pains.
Bobbi: STUPID TALIN. I HOPE YOU NEVER CALL. D<
It's worth mentioning that Phil and Cervantes are best fucking friends fo lyphe too.
Bobbi: You WILL NOT love Phil more than me!!
Bobbi: This pregnancy thing is some tough shit, man.
GOD DAMN IT YOU HAVE A BABY ON THE WAY.
Despite now having ZERO SIMOLEONS Bobbi looks chipper.
I guess she figured she'd just ADD to the fail of that day!
Bobbi: Thanks, Fuggo the Fireman, you saved me!!
I was so mad I didn't even allow her to make a new sandwich. FEEL MY WRATH.
Cervantes: You're both fracking idiots who fail at life today, huh?
Because I JUST REALIZED we have had zero poppage pics.
Courtesy of Talin!<3 ILU TALIN.
Bobbi: FUCKING ROACHES, IN /MY/ HOUSE??
Bobbi: FOR REAL, THIS IS A SHIT DAY.
Working out on the floor is more important than being pregnant.
OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK
Cervantes: OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK
Bobbi: And THAT'S how you scare your legacy readers!
Bobbi: OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK PAYBACK TIME.
Phil: I'M TOO YOUNG TO BE A DAD.
Phil: FOR REAL, SHIT SUCKS.
Talin: Don't mind me. JUST HERE TO OBSESS OVER HOW THIS IS NOT MY BABY.
Annnnnnnnnnd... BABY CLIFFHANGER! Bwahaha. >D Tune in next time.
Thanks for reading!
Here we have the star of the legacy, Cervantes Graham.
Oh. My bad. This is the ACTUAL star. Bobbi Graham!
Popularity - Become Hall of Famer
Sloppy: 4
Shy: 1
Active: 5
Playful: 8
Nice: 7
With elf ears! I've never had an elf eared sim before, and what with every other person in the sim comm suddenly being racist or something, I don't want to be racist against mythical creatures QQ
Bobbi really doesn't need your typical welcome wagon. She's fine with Cervantes.
They didn't even come anyway, so wtf. She just works out so she can max her body skill for her LTW of being a Hall of Famer.
Here we have a walkby, and Bobbi's potential first human friend, Alicia.
Bobbi: Tickle!
Alicia: BITCH, NO.
Alicia: I'M NOT FUCKING KIDDING, NO TICKLES!
Bobbi: Who pissed in your cheerios, whore?
And then they play catch, because it's a great idea to let someone you've just fought with lob a hard object at your face.
Bobbi: That... kinda would make sense as to why she's throwing so hard.
Bobbi: Yeeeah, I'm just gonna peace out and go walk Cervantes before my face is broken.
Another walkby! This is Talin. It's about time we got some male in here. Bobbi's not autonomously a lesbian so I'm not going to force it with tickleprude.
Bobbi: Let's just get straight down to business, shall we?
I guess they like each other.
OH BOO. Well, Bobbi, he won't do.
Bobbi: May I propose a toast to... friendship!
Talin: Does that mean I'm not getting laid tonight?
Bobbi: No getting laid, BUT I WILL SMACK YOU WITH A PILLOW.
It's so romantic to clean up after other people at a restaurant.
So we go elsewhere. We have Mr. Blue. Yeah. That's it. That's /all/. I'm not even kidding. Just Mr. Blue.
Who has pretty eyes but no upper lip, nty
Bobbi: I'm too cute to have babies with no upper lip.
SO, YET AGAIN, we go elsewhere.
We have a tried and true favorite, but I pass him up since Beth Cleary is married to his brother in another legacy 'hood.
Ascot McGee, who is clearly straight out of the seventies and just moved here from Swingtown.
And this guy! Phil! Yeah, he's a staple in some legacies, BUT NONE OF MINE SO WE MOVE IN FOR THE KILL.
... but, you know, just in case. There's always Mr. Blue. He decided to grace us with his thin-lipped presence on the new lot.
Bobbi: Go on, go on...
Yep, like I said, moving in for the kill.
Bobbi: So does this mean I could potentially tickle you?
Bobbi: Oh, yes, I like him...
Bobbi: MINE.
Bobbi: So, uh, wanna go back to my place?
Phil needs to learn a lesson in PERSONAL SPACE!
And yes, she has been out all night.
Talin: THAT'S NOT ME SHE'S LONGINGLY GAZING AT.
Talin: HOW DAREEE YOU TAKE ANOTHER MAN HOME WHEN WE JUST HAD ONE DATE FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES AND WE ONLY HAD CRUSHES??
Talin: I MEAN SERIOUSLY, WHORE.
After Talin decided to be a psycho, Phil moved in with Bobbi!
Not bad. All this shit came with him too.
Bobbi: I really don't want you to get away, so will you go ahead and marry me? Thanks.
Phil: LET'S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!
And then they wave to each other to consummate the marriage.
NEVER WAVE WITHOUT GLOVES, FRIENDS.
Because Bobbi actually cares for Cervantes, I think she'll be a good mother.
Bobbi: Not a fan of these stomach pains.
Bobbi: STUPID TALIN. I HOPE YOU NEVER CALL. D<
It's worth mentioning that Phil and Cervantes are best fucking friends fo lyphe too.
Bobbi: You WILL NOT love Phil more than me!!
Bobbi: This pregnancy thing is some tough shit, man.
GOD DAMN IT YOU HAVE A BABY ON THE WAY.
Despite now having ZERO SIMOLEONS Bobbi looks chipper.
I guess she figured she'd just ADD to the fail of that day!
Bobbi: Thanks, Fuggo the Fireman, you saved me!!
I was so mad I didn't even allow her to make a new sandwich. FEEL MY WRATH.
Cervantes: You're both fracking idiots who fail at life today, huh?
Because I JUST REALIZED we have had zero poppage pics.
Courtesy of Talin!<3 ILU TALIN.
Bobbi: FUCKING ROACHES, IN /MY/ HOUSE??
Bobbi: FOR REAL, THIS IS A SHIT DAY.
Working out on the floor is more important than being pregnant.
OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK
Cervantes: OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK
Bobbi: And THAT'S how you scare your legacy readers!
Bobbi: OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK PAYBACK TIME.
Phil: I'M TOO YOUNG TO BE A DAD.
Phil: FOR REAL, SHIT SUCKS.
Talin: Don't mind me. JUST HERE TO OBSESS OVER HOW THIS IS NOT MY BABY.
Annnnnnnnnnd... BABY CLIFFHANGER! Bwahaha. >D Tune in next time.
Thanks for reading!