The Moody Legacy - 2.2
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WARNING: Strong language, sexual themes, cartoonish violence, new expansion pack fun
Hooray, Moodys! As the Storms wind down, I get excited for the Moodys so I hope you are too. Also, Happy Thanksgiving to my fellow Americans. I hope you got to eat turkey and pie and had a nice nap and talked about what you're thankful for or whatever.
Last Time: Dean aged up into a persnickety toddler. Rex and Wiggley got married and moved out. Naka and Umi had a falling out over the Rafiki Canterbury (thecanterburys) situation. Then they aged up and Naka moved out with Rafiki and one of the pugs, Padme. Veronica's garden really started kicking ass with thriving life fruit and flame fruit. Then she aged to an Elder. Flor's singing career started to take off too, but it was put on hold so she and Lu Yuan could finally get married. Umi met Adelaide St. Clair (kittenmittons), and they fell maddly and love and ran off together. (Umi took Jaina with him because every Moody gets a pug.) Flor and Lu honeymooned in Al Simhara, and Flor came home pregnant. She had a get together with all the other pregnant ladies in Twinbrook and had a fight with Becky Goode and Lu's sister, Ziyi Yuan. Then she had a daughter named Prim...and that's more or less it, right?
Right.
Onwards!
The dogs like to run in the sprinklers, make puddles, roll in the puddles, shake off the water and make more puddles, rinse, repeat, etc. Basically, they love being wet.
Bella illustrates this cycle well.
Flor: Ew, the dog is wet again!
Veronica: Ew!
I only wish the Moodys didn't stop whatever they were doing every time there was a wet dog. :P
Veronica: Pancakes! Buttermilk! Sourdough! Blueberry!
Flor: Mom, what are you doing-?
Veronica: Chocolate Chip! Oatmeal! Fire Fruit!
Lu: She's exclaiming over all her favorite things about pancakes.
Veronica: DUTCH BABY!
Veronica: By the way, how do you eat pancakes with chopsticks?
Lu: Easily.
Flor: Momma's sweet baby.
Dean: *kisses*
Flor: Thank you, dearest!
Oh my gawd, I have cavities!
Lu: I wasn't racing! This isn't a race!
Flor: Too bad, I got here first!
Lu: Stop annexing all our children's attention!
Flor: Silly Daddy and his seven dollar words! Isn't Daddy silly, Prim?
Prim: :DD!!
Maid: Yay for the little boy!
Flor: Act more excited or you're fired!
Maid: YAY, I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO HAPPY FOR SOMEONE!
Flor: Now you're overselling it.
Happy Birthday, Dean!
*sparkles*
You adorable little cross-eyed pixelated nerd. ♥
Here's Dean Moody looking more like Harry Potter than he did on his last birthday. If you don't remember that reference, I said Dean and Harry have a lot in common because they both look exactly like their fathers, with their mothers' green eyes. Dean also happens to be a huge HP fan because he rolled Supernatural Fan for his third trait, and that means he's totally into wizardry and such.
Such a nerd though - even the dogs get the best of him!
Anakin: Play! Play!
Dean: *oof*
Anakin: ...play?
Dean: I think I sprained my coccyx!
Anakin: We're having fun, right?!
Dean: Dumb dog.
Anakin: FUN! RIGHT?!
I bought Veronica some bees for her gardening, and instead of a wearing the appropriate netting and protective gear, she takes care of them in her inappropriately skimpy hot pink string bikini. Logic.
Anakin and Bella?
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Dean: Are you under there, monsters? I'm not sleeping in this bed if you're under there.
Monsters: In that case, no.
Dean:
Flor: Sure, I'll read you this book of ancient Egyptian mythology, but should you really be sleeping in your grandparent's bed? What's wrong with your room?
Dean: It's monster infested.
Flor: But where will your Grandma and Grandpa sleep?
Sinbad was at work, but Veronica was forced to sleep on the couch. I know she does it out of love, but poor Ronnie. I think the next book we should read, Dean, is I Need My Monster. I don't think you understand the Monster-Kid relationship very well.
Sinbad decided to indulge himself when he got home from stealing things.
Sinbad: I'll take strawberry, oh strange, sentient ice cream truck!
Twinbrook's greatest thief has a sweet tooth for strawberry soft serve with sprinkles.
Sinbad: This is just the sort of thing that makes a man appreciate the little things in life.
Burglar: *sneak sneak* *sneak sneak*
Sinbad: You're joking.
Burglar: *sneak sneak sneak*
Burglar: That was such an amazing seminar in the warehouse today. The greatest carjacker in the world was so inspiring. I just want to steal all the cars!
Sinbad: That was me, son. I was that bloke giving the seminar.
Burglar: Oh snap.
Cop: *gasp* A burglar!
Sinbad: Seriously?
The policeman still won the brawl.
Cop: And let that me a lesson to you for bothering the tax-paying citizens of Twinbrook!
Burglar: Officer, that man is a famous criminal!
Sinbad: Shame on you, son! The first rule of the warehouse is you don't talk about the warehouse.
Lu: Go long, Dean!
Dean: Dad, what does that mean?! I've never played this before!
Dean: *bonk* Ouch!
Lu: Dean? You okay?
Dean: I don't think sports are for me, Dad.
Lu: You haven't even thrown the ball yet.
Dean: It's heavy.
Lu: (...) Well, what do you want to do instead?
Dean: ♪ ♫ dee dum de dum dum da ♪ ♫
Baking, huh?
Dean: *cough cough* Hopefully the customers like their muffins a little smokey...
Sinbad: Anything interesting in the news today?
Dean: Chocolate prices are way up, but vanilla is crashing. Fruits are always in demand.
Sinbad: (...) Is that a fact?
Wow, Dean, that is quite a spread! If only I could reach through the screen and buy a brownie like that.
Dean: I better taste them to make sure I got rid of that smokey flavor.
Flor continues to amaze.
Flor: I wonder if I'll ever get out of this town...
Flor: Thank you, Red Rendezvous, you've been amazing! One day I'll make it to a real stage!
Poor Flor is restless. She knows she's good and she wants to perform for the A-list at red carpet theatres. Unfortunately, agents don't go all the way out to middle-of-nowhere Twinbrook. And Flor isn't comfortable moving her elderly parents from their home. It would break Veronica's heart to leave her garden.
Sinbad has been leaning a bit more on his cane lately. He realized he had an important decision to make.
Sinbad: That's correct, Henry. I won't be coming by to the warehouse anymore. I've stolen so much, I can retire on it. Also my wife is selling apples or something so I believe we'll be right enough.
Don't forget your daughter, Sinbad, she brings home her share of the bacon too!
Sinbad: Singing isn't a real job.
Neither is stealing...
Sinbad: Then were did all this retirement confetti come from if I didn't have a real job?
Happy Birthday pretty Prim!
Prim is basically a female version of Dean, but that's okay because she's adorable. She was born with the Good and Disciplined traits, which is an interesting combination. Hopefully Sinbad won't find out one of his grandchildren is Good.
Prim: This looks tasty.
Prim: It is tasty! But what does a lady have to do to get a spoon around here?
Dean spent the next afternoon pushing baked goods on his neighbors.
Dean: May I recommend the chocolate cupcakes, sir? I use an especially rare imported chocolate-
Customer: Technically all chocolate is rare and imported because of the union thing-
Dean: All the more reason to indulge yourself, sir!
Customer: Well...they do look good.
Dean: Indeed!
Other Customer: Would you mind?! The smell is driving me mad!
Dean: D-d-did I just hear something howl?
Prim: Pattycake!
Sinbad: No, Prim darling, Grandpa wants you to say 'nuclear war'. Careful, the first syllable is tricky-
Prim: Happy!
Sinbad: You're a cheerful child, aren't you?
Prim: Grandpa silly!
Sinbad: *sigh*
The moonlight has some strange ambiance during Flor's outdoor gigs.
Flor: ♪ ♫ Blinded by the light- ♪ ♫ Isn't this moonight bright?! I'm just saying! I don't even need spotlights!
Wow, when the Moodys say "It must be the full moon!" they mean it! Bella went into labor that night!
FOUR PUPPIES!
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Only two were pugs though, so technically TWO puppies, but still. Go Bella.
Veronica: This isn't my house. Where am I?! What's with all the windows?! WHY, WINDOWS, WHY?
Because Veronica is Insane, she had a strange Lunacy moodlet all night making her do weird things. Like vomit, or laugh inappropriately, or slap people, or break into Mac and Henry's (mayberries) house to see the toddler they adopted named Gavin.
Veronica: That's weird, you have my husband's eyes! I thought Goodwin was the only one with illegitimate children...
I cheated so Gavin would have some genetic similarities to Mac & Henry. :3
Sinbad: Whoops, I pinched your candy! Now you're going to cry about it, aren't you duckling?
Prim: Haha! Grandpa is so funny!
Sinbad: Why are you so happy?! How will I raise you to be Evil if you're happy all the time?
(Psst. Don't tell him it's too late.)
Flor: ...and these are the fireworks that I occasionally use for my show. But not really.
Goodwin: When my family bought the Red Rendezvous and I became the proprietor, I promised myself I would only book quality, wholesome entertainment. And you've got what it takes, Cherry Blossom!
Flor: Yep. Not affiliated with the Moodys at all.
Goodwin: Lucky for us!
Goodwin is getting a bit dim in his old age.
Flor: Just let me call my agent, okay Mr. Goode?
Flor: Barry! Barry Ex-nay on the ack-bay ail-may! I'm in!
Goodwin: Wow, Cherry Blossom speaks Italian! How cultured!
I'd bet you're eager to meet the two pug puppies the Moodys decided to keep. This is Simon and Kaylee. Kaylee, on the left, is my favorite.
But Simon reminds me a lot of Han with the way he plays with his mouth open all the time.
Kaylee though. Kaylee gets so excited about all the things. When Flor came home, Kaylee ran to greet her and then ran and ran in circles around Flor's legs in excitement!
(Ugh, I used the in-game camera instead of Frapps for this video so it's not a very nice quality. And it doesn't have sound. Annoying.)
Oh, Prim. Why are you so pleasant? ♥
Flor: Time for your nap, Prim!
Prim: Okay, Mommy!
Not at all like your bother, are you Prim?
Flor: You're so sexy in that uniform, Lu!
Lu: Why, thank you!
Sinbad: Flor love, may I talk to you for a minute?
Sinbad: I'm starting to suspect something about that daughter of yours, Flor. She's just too happy and sweet all the time! I swear, if you had a Good child-
Flor: Dad, I don't care if she's Good or Evil! And neither should you! Prim is my daughter and your granddaughter and she's perfect the way she is! As long as she stays beautiful!
Sinbad: You can't talk to me that way-!
Flor: I'll talk to you however I want! This is my house now! In fact, the only reason I'm staying in this town is for you and Mom! I'd rather live on a tropical island in a big city where I'd get real audiences!
Veronica: For dear, your father means well. He just wants a family he can relate to, like we all do-
Flor: Mom, do not defend him!
Flor: He knows that people who are Good don't always have the best intentions, just like people who are Evil don't always have the worst. So whether or not Prim is Good or Evil has nothing to do with the type of person she'd be.
Veronica: I don't know why I try and talk, all the words become pretzels.
Flor: *sigh* Mom...I know it's hard for you to keep clarity. Why don't you go do something else for awhile? I promise not to fight with Dad again tonight.
Veronica: Hello, little yellow baby. Want to dance like a horse with me?
Veronica: GANGNAM STYLE! Whoop, whoop!
Dean: Maybe if I wave my hand over it, it will magically be done.
Anakin and his hot dog.
Anakin: omnomnomnom!
Anakin: More nom-noms?
Dean: What hempen home-spuns have we swaggering here, so near the cradle of the fairy queen?
Dean: I want to meet a real fairy queen...
Prim: Someone hold me!
Prim: YAY!
Lu: It doesn't take much to make you happy, does it Princess?
After I installed Seasons, Twinbrook Town Center reset to EA's default layout rather than the beautiful version I downloaded ages ago. I don't like it, but I'm looking forward to festivals.
Looks like there's some competition in the park, Dean.
Jamie: Ah, so sweet.
Dean: Not bad, not bad. Of course...I can make perfect cupcakes, did you know? In fact I can make most of these things-
Jamie: Really? That's sooo interesting.
Dean: Wait! What's that?!
Jamie: Vanilla cake. It's a miniature version of the birthday cakes you can get at the grocery store!
Jamie: And it can be all yours for five simoleons.
Dean: Tempting. Very tempting. It'd be a good business strategy to try another baker's wares.
Dean: *sigh* It's delicious. Dammit.
It looks delicious.
After cake, Dean decided to chat Jamie up. You know. Keep your friends close and your potential business rivals closer.
Dean: Earlier today I pretended I met Tatania. I hope someday I meet a real fairy queen. Do you believe in fairies?
Jamie: I like to keep a open mind. I heard a rumor that a unicorn sometimes wanders the fishing holes around Twinbrook!
Dean: Oh my stars! I'd love to meet a unicorn too!
Jamie: Too bad there's no proof that they're real.
Dean: (...)
Jamie: And it'd be kinda silly waiting for some supernatural creature to just appear when it's not even fact that they're real-
Dean: Is that right? Do you know what else is kinda silly?
Dean: PEOPLE WITHOUT IMAGINATION! TAKE THAT, UNBELIEVER!
Jamie: HEY! Not cool!
Lu: Here you go, pretty Prim!
Prim: My favorite?!
Prim: Ew. There are raisins in this oatmeals.
A girl after my own heart. ♥
Prim: I banish you, raisins!
You tell them, Prim! Four for you, Prim!
Lu: Heh. You're just Daddy's little terror, aren't you?
Prim: Daddy terror! ♥
Veronica: I am compelled to put the random rocks my dog dug up into this contraption.
Veronica: Amazing! Look at that! And there's no discernible energy source! Must be tiny ant people in there working this thing.
Lu: Dearest Mom-in-Law, please tell your tiny ant people to keep it down. It's four am.
Veronica: Lu, look at the shiny!
Lu: Yes, it's very nice. I'm going back to bed now.
Flor: Looking good, sexy. In fact, I'd rate you 10 out of 10!
Lu: Would you now?
Flor: Certainly.
Lu: Well, if you don't mind me saying so Mrs. Moody, I'd rank you the same. 12 even.
Maid: Agreed all around. Let me know if you two ever want...company.
Lu: Er...
Flor: Ignore her. I'll enjoy firing her next time I need to throw a Diva tantrum.
Lu got an emergency call and rushed down to the burning house. It turned out to be none other than the home of the highly influential Goode family.
Goodwin: My home...my family's home...we worked so hard to get this beautiful house and now it's burning down...
Lu: Don't worry, Mr. Goode! I'll save this house! I know what it means to you!
Lu worked long and hard to save the Goode house. He did live there, once upon a time. And even though he still had mixed feelings about the Goodes, especially Becky, he owed them a lot for bringing his life to where it was.
Poor Goodwin couldn't take the stress.
Goodwin: It looks like this is it for me, Yeller. When you see Clara tell her...she meant the world to me.
Yeller-the-Dog: :(
Clara: (...)
Sinbad: Is there something I can do for you, Clara?
Clara: My husband died yesterday. I didn't see you or Veronica at the wake.
Sinbad: We weren't invited. And I don't believe Goodwin would have appreciated my presence, considering our history.
Clara: If you ask me, he would have wanted you there. Because of your history.
Damion: Are you ready, Mom?
Clara: For what?
Damion: The hot dog eating contest!
Rafiki (thecanterburys): Oh, is that what this is??
Sinbad: How about we dedicate this hot dog eating contest to your late husband, Clara?
Clara: Inappropriate!
Sinbad: You don't know how wrong you are...
A phone call, Sinbad? Really?
Sinbad: I can't talk now, I'm in the middle of a hot dog eating contest dedicated to my late rival.
Veronica: Six by four! Nailed to the floor! GOAL!
Mauricio: Dad would have loved this park...
Dean ran into Jamie and they immediately started throwing water balloons at each other.
Jamie: This time you will feel the wrath of my ninja like throwing reflexes!
Dean: If anyone is a ninja here, it's me!
Lu tried out the skating rink.
Lu: I think I'm getting the hang of it!
Naka: Oh gods, it's like my legs are made of marbles!
There were a lot of Moodys at the park that evening. ♥
Damion won the hot dog eating contest.
Clara: Oh son! Your father would be so proud!
Damion: I know he would be, Mom.
Rafiki: Why does this feel awkward...
Sinbad: What do you mean I was disqualified?!
You took a call in the middle of the contest, Sinbad! That's immediate disqualification.
Sinbad: I shall show you who is disqualified!
The Moodys got a present from a fan - a swarming mess of bees Sinbad was only too happy to utilize.
Damion: What the crazy is going on?! Where did these bees come from?!
Sinbad: Huzzah, I am winning! I may have lost the contest, but I'm winning!
Damion: MOMMY!
Clara: Oh, Goodwin, how I miss you!
Damion: It's like my whole brain is crying!
Sinbad: You disgust me.
Flor was not able to partake in the festivities because she had a gig.
Flor: Thank you very much, Twinbrook! You look beautiful tonight!
Apparently Flor saw someone very attractive in the audience.
...I hope it was me.
Ow.
Good job tho.
Damion: Listen bro, I don't know you and you don't know me, but you have no right to treat people that way!
Sinbad: Young man, I am not your 'bro' and I will do as I please. You can contest me like a man or you can GTFO.
Naka: Do you need backup, Dad?
Sinbad: No, but thank you, Naka.
Damion: Mom was right about you people! You're all terrible! And I'm not comfortable with my niece hanging around that boy of yours!
Sinbad: Don't you dare bring my grandson into this! He's never hurt a damned fly, much as I don't like it!
Damion: Becky! Did you know Jamie was hanging around that Moody boy?
Becky: She's doing what now?
Naka: What do you people have against Dean? He's an angel! A tiny angel!
Sinbad: Unfortunately-
Becky: JAMIE!
Becky: I hear you've been making new friends without telling Mommy.
Jamie: Not really, Mom. I just met Dean yesterday.
Becky: So you're the famous Dean Moody?
Dean: Yes Ma'am, I am! Dean Moody, scout extraordinaire and renowned baker, just like Jamie! At your service!
Jamie: Dean stop, you're embarrassing me! Mom doesn't like weird things-
Becky: Jamie, we'd better be going.
Jamie: *sigh* Okay, Mother.
Sinbad: That was a funny little show you put of for Becky Goode, Son.
Dean: I wasn't putting on a show-
Sinbad: You made that wretched woman so uncomfortable! It made me proud! C'mere, let me pinch those cheeks-
Dean: What?! No, Grandpa, I'm already twenty-one days old! That's practicay middle-aged and way to old for cheek pinching!
Sinbad: But Dean, your grandpa is very old and won't live forever. I need to pinch those cheeks so I'm happy and don't die. You don't want me to die, do you?
Dean: You're kidding, right?!
Dean: Fine!
Sinbad: That's my lad!
Sinbad: Veronica love, may I talk to you for a moment?
Veronica: In a sec, Sinbad, I have to make sure these suckers have plenty to read until tomorrow.
Sinbad: That you do. Cheers.
Veronica: All right, what is it?
Sinbad: Goodwin's death has gotten me thinking...I'm much older than you and I'm worried about leaving you behind...you're happy, aren't you love? I know-I know I could be abhorrent to live with at times...but I never wanted you to feel unloved or lonely-
Veronica: Sinbad...I'm not very good with people. That's why I prefer the plants, and the dogs, and the bees. I'm content without loads of friends and so-called influence like the Goodes have in this town. And I love you, and I love our family. My life is exactly want I wanted it to be.
Sinbad: That's all I wanted to hear.
And I'm leaving you there. ♥ And also with this interesting SP tidbit;
Umi and Adelaide (kittenmittons) got engaged! Hooray!
Until next time!
Adelaide St. Clair credit goes to kittenmittons
Dylan White credit goes to cookiesandsims
Henry Goodwin credit goes to mayberries
Leia Moody credit goes to ufailedatlife
Rafiki and Raziya Canterbury credit goes to thecanterburys
Thanks for reading! ♥