SelfSim v2 Gen 1
As quietly promised, here is my new selfsim legacy. I really do miss the Dynasts and all their deaths, quirks, and children, but I know it won't be the same if I start them over. I'd be too tempted to marry in the same people as before. Plus, I've already got more Pleastview townies than I would like in this legacy. And so, with no further incoherent babble on my part, here is the legacy.
We'll start off with our founder, Robyn, a (duh) selfsim. You may remember her from such stories as my previous self legacy (although it was a not-so-good self sim) and my posted first attempt at the Asylum Challenge.
Since I have a computer that can more than handle it, she starts on a 5x5 lot with a cliff at the edge from when I flattened it. It amuses me to think of what that would do to a schoolbus.
The first visitor is the papergirl. She's really cute. She's also from Pleasantview, even thought this is a brand new neighbourhood named Fort Dreary (lovingly after my hometown). Disabling the Pleasantview folder caused game wonkiness and installing a blank template overtop obviously didn't work. Oh well, the show must go on and we'll all have to deal with the inevitable Komei and Ben Long (because they can and do happen).
The legacy shack. It has a yellow fridge and stove and a floral toilet with a brown seat.
Anticipating a hungry welcoming committee, I had her prepare a bowl of cereal. She looks slightly agitated while performing any task. Kind of like myself.
The matchmaker showed up. It was weird, seeing the matchmaker in my own legacy after wondering what she was about for so long. Now I know: gypsy jokes.
Ok, welcoming committee time. We have Marisa, Brandi, and...
Yep, Benjamin freaking Long. My face is bad enough, Ben, I don't need your train wreck 'helping' it out.
I like being admired, who doesn't? Brandi admired her about...8 times during the visit.
Robyn (making normal neighbourly conversation): Hey, Ben, what do you do for a living?
Ben: I think you're getting too personal with this line of questioning.
Ben: You, though, are smokin' hot! Can I cup your breasts?
And what else happened along this merry party of Pleasantview townies? Kennedy Cox.
I had Robyn scope out the men, to see which one struck her fancy. It was Kennedy.
Since they have the same face template, I'm inclined to have disagreed with whatever choice she had made. Ben and Ken: Separated at birth?
Kennedy: Everyone out! I need the crapper!
Robyn: *calmly eats sandwich*
Ben: *looks in the other direction*
Robyn: Goodbye, Ben and everyone! It's time for me to go to bed!
Ben: I love boobs! Oh, bye, Robyn...you're hot.
With no money for a source of fun, she resorts to paper airplanes or reading on her bed.
Melissa Fancey happened by. Now, I generated a whole bunch of townies, so where are they, huh?
Someone, I think Joe Carr who she hasn't met, kicked her garbage over just after she went to work. She got rid of the roaches right away.
I noticed that there's footprints on the floor of the foundation tile. That's awesome.
Roaches give flu.
Amin Sims has the same face template as BenLo and KenCo. Who does she lust after constantly? ALL THREE OF THEM.
As soon as she's off the john he began insulting her.
Made her cry, he did. I was angry.
Not as angry as when Tosha Go walked by. Go away, Tosha, you cursed the Dynasts forever but you're not getting in this house EVER!
Let's get a better look at what's going on in the background. Because 1) I love Pets and 2) I'm running this legacy.
Hee, tongue :P
Robyn, talking about the pets she met that day, hides inside while lamewads Jan and Amin talk about books.
And pollution, which Jan doesn't want to hear any of. Robyn discusses non-existant sunshine.
She's animal-obessed.
And the conversation about the sun must have really been something to appear in a dream bubble.
A new day to meet animals!
I paused the game to scan through and delete snapshots. My boyfriend thought it was a wonderful photo-op.
Robyn: Yes! You bought me a chess table! Now I'm going to play chess ALLLLL day long!
Which she does.
New house, new bathroom, new glitched-open door. PS, chess hurts.
Dagmar, where were you when I needed you for the Dynasts?
Sandy Bruty, back off my Dagmar, SHE'S MINE.
I took a picture, because you'll never see me do this in real life. I'd use a hole outside until someone else cleaned it.
I have an obsession with Joe Carr. The first step is admitting it.
:D I approve of these fluttering hearts. He makes wonderful children. Trust me.
Yes, Joe? *melts*
Joe discusses bondage.
Which turns off our founder.
She likes beads, Joe, NOT cuffs. getting hot in here or is it just me?
Sandy Bruty called up and invited her downtown (North End, if you're curious), so off she went to maybe meet more men.
They went to the Crypt O'Night.
HAHAHAHAHA Vampire. :D
There were lots of people to impress, so Robyn attempted to spin discs. She didn't do very well, but made some money.
Get your groove on, DJ man. Marylena was dancing like a dope and I laughed at her...but I laughed more at the DJ.
He was just too much.
A random cat walked into the club to hiss and spit at Andrea Hogan. I can't handle the cats in this game, they're much too funny.
See? I think they're great. Especially Manxes, with their round little bums. PS, it was an uneventful night out and Robyn went straight to bed when she got home.
Hee.
That's right, kitty, you've got the idea.
BTW, here's the mod I was talking about in thesims2. A lot of little changes that make a big difference.
Robyn has the WRONG idea. DO NOT APPROVE.
And, well, that ends it. I took far too many pictures of nothing going on. With not much of a house, and no love life to speak of whatsoever, not much happens anyway.
We'll start off with our founder, Robyn, a (duh) selfsim. You may remember her from such stories as my previous self legacy (although it was a not-so-good self sim) and my posted first attempt at the Asylum Challenge.
Since I have a computer that can more than handle it, she starts on a 5x5 lot with a cliff at the edge from when I flattened it. It amuses me to think of what that would do to a schoolbus.
The first visitor is the papergirl. She's really cute. She's also from Pleasantview, even thought this is a brand new neighbourhood named Fort Dreary (lovingly after my hometown). Disabling the Pleasantview folder caused game wonkiness and installing a blank template overtop obviously didn't work. Oh well, the show must go on and we'll all have to deal with the inevitable Komei and Ben Long (because they can and do happen).
The legacy shack. It has a yellow fridge and stove and a floral toilet with a brown seat.
Anticipating a hungry welcoming committee, I had her prepare a bowl of cereal. She looks slightly agitated while performing any task. Kind of like myself.
The matchmaker showed up. It was weird, seeing the matchmaker in my own legacy after wondering what she was about for so long. Now I know: gypsy jokes.
Ok, welcoming committee time. We have Marisa, Brandi, and...
Yep, Benjamin freaking Long. My face is bad enough, Ben, I don't need your train wreck 'helping' it out.
I like being admired, who doesn't? Brandi admired her about...8 times during the visit.
Robyn (making normal neighbourly conversation): Hey, Ben, what do you do for a living?
Ben: I think you're getting too personal with this line of questioning.
Ben: You, though, are smokin' hot! Can I cup your breasts?
And what else happened along this merry party of Pleasantview townies? Kennedy Cox.
I had Robyn scope out the men, to see which one struck her fancy. It was Kennedy.
Since they have the same face template, I'm inclined to have disagreed with whatever choice she had made. Ben and Ken: Separated at birth?
Kennedy: Everyone out! I need the crapper!
Robyn: *calmly eats sandwich*
Ben: *looks in the other direction*
Robyn: Goodbye, Ben and everyone! It's time for me to go to bed!
Ben: I love boobs! Oh, bye, Robyn...you're hot.
With no money for a source of fun, she resorts to paper airplanes or reading on her bed.
Melissa Fancey happened by. Now, I generated a whole bunch of townies, so where are they, huh?
Someone, I think Joe Carr who she hasn't met, kicked her garbage over just after she went to work. She got rid of the roaches right away.
I noticed that there's footprints on the floor of the foundation tile. That's awesome.
Roaches give flu.
Amin Sims has the same face template as BenLo and KenCo. Who does she lust after constantly? ALL THREE OF THEM.
As soon as she's off the john he began insulting her.
Made her cry, he did. I was angry.
Not as angry as when Tosha Go walked by. Go away, Tosha, you cursed the Dynasts forever but you're not getting in this house EVER!
Let's get a better look at what's going on in the background. Because 1) I love Pets and 2) I'm running this legacy.
Hee, tongue :P
Robyn, talking about the pets she met that day, hides inside while lamewads Jan and Amin talk about books.
And pollution, which Jan doesn't want to hear any of. Robyn discusses non-existant sunshine.
She's animal-obessed.
And the conversation about the sun must have really been something to appear in a dream bubble.
A new day to meet animals!
I paused the game to scan through and delete snapshots. My boyfriend thought it was a wonderful photo-op.
Robyn: Yes! You bought me a chess table! Now I'm going to play chess ALLLLL day long!
Which she does.
New house, new bathroom, new glitched-open door. PS, chess hurts.
Dagmar, where were you when I needed you for the Dynasts?
Sandy Bruty, back off my Dagmar, SHE'S MINE.
I took a picture, because you'll never see me do this in real life. I'd use a hole outside until someone else cleaned it.
I have an obsession with Joe Carr. The first step is admitting it.
:D I approve of these fluttering hearts. He makes wonderful children. Trust me.
Yes, Joe? *melts*
Joe discusses bondage.
Which turns off our founder.
She likes beads, Joe, NOT cuffs. getting hot in here or is it just me?
Sandy Bruty called up and invited her downtown (North End, if you're curious), so off she went to maybe meet more men.
They went to the Crypt O'Night.
HAHAHAHAHA Vampire. :D
There were lots of people to impress, so Robyn attempted to spin discs. She didn't do very well, but made some money.
Get your groove on, DJ man. Marylena was dancing like a dope and I laughed at her...but I laughed more at the DJ.
He was just too much.
A random cat walked into the club to hiss and spit at Andrea Hogan. I can't handle the cats in this game, they're much too funny.
See? I think they're great. Especially Manxes, with their round little bums. PS, it was an uneventful night out and Robyn went straight to bed when she got home.
Hee.
That's right, kitty, you've got the idea.
BTW, here's the mod I was talking about in thesims2. A lot of little changes that make a big difference.
Robyn has the WRONG idea. DO NOT APPROVE.
And, well, that ends it. I took far too many pictures of nothing going on. With not much of a house, and no love life to speak of whatsoever, not much happens anyway.