The Montgomery Perfect Genetics 1.0
Whatwhatwhat? Another Sims 3 story/legacy/whatever? Am I crazy? The funny answer would be yes. The actual answer is no. I just get bored and like to have several different things in progress at once.
Welcome to the Montgomery Perfect Genetics! I've read a few other perfect genetics challenges, and I really liked the concept (and the possibility for a clan full of pretty, unique sims) so I decided to give it a go myself.
This is our founding father, Asher Montgomery. He's a born salesman with a good sense of humor who also has the joy of being a light-sleeping slob who, of course, dislikes children. He enjoys indie music, the color gray, and french toast. Just for kicks, he's a Sagittarius. Asher's a simple sim with simple wishes, and all he wants to do with his life is Be a Renaissance Sim and max out three skills.
He's just moved to the world Zukutra after being created in CAS three seconds ago. Right beside him is his fairly uninteresting house that I didn't build (came with the world) but did furnish.
His perfect genes are mint hair (specific pantone being red: 207, green: 222, and blue: 202) and off-white eyes, for future reference. I would also like it if the children get his skin, but I'm not that picky.
Asher: OMG IT'S A CHAIR I'M SO HAPPY.
Asher's first wish was to get a job in the journalism career, and since writing is a skill he can max out, he promptly becomes a paper boy. Odd, I thought that was a job for ten-year-olds.
The second order of business is to go down to the park behind his house, just because.
Asher: This place is weird looking.
Asher: Yes, this is Asher Montgomery. And you are?
Asher: Oh, my boss. Cool. Hi.
She seems to be decently cute, and called him out of the blue, but I'd like to see what other young adult women are residing in this neighborhood before Asher jumps on the first woman he talks to.
After the brief conversation with his boss, I set Asher up fishing. The pond is behind his house and all, so it shouldn't be too difficult a skill to max. Also--his happy face! So cute, I can't take it.
This world is weird, yes, but it's also gorgeous. Here's a picture of how gorgeous it is.
But with one quick trip over the bridge, we break off into the normal looking area! I love it.
The purpose for the quick trip over the bridge was to get Asher to a bar so he could meet future spouses, by the way. This is both a transition shot and a shot to show off Asher's pretty face.
Asher: Hello, my name is Asher Montgomery.
Rosalie: Yeah, cool, whatever.
Despite being the prettiest girl he'll meet for the majority of this update, Rosalie spent the rest of her life avoiding Asher at all costs. Shame on her.
The rest of the club was empty (how shocking), so Asher went back home.
This is the only time he'll ever cook a meal, and even then it's because I forced him to. I guess he's just not that interested in the cooking skill.
His angry glares broke the fourth wall the whole time and for extra creepiness, his (lack of) eye color makes him look possessed.
Asher: Oh my God, I'm having a heart attack. Okay, it went away.
Asher: I'm so lonely, please come over and be my friend.
I guess he got desperate enough to call his boss.
While waiting for her to come over, he starts to work on his Mixology skill because I said so. bb, you're so full of fail right now, but don't worry because you're still adorable.
Aw, she's old.
And mean.
Asher's Boss: You invite me over and don't even bother to clean up? I'm better than dirty dishes.
(She's not wrong. Asher is a slob.)
Asher: You can kindly get the fuck out of my house now.
She did. And that was the end of that. I guess work will be awkward for the rest of forever, though.
Speaking of work, Asher is completely and totally adorable in his paper boy outfit, even though it took him an hour to change into it and he was late for work. (Weird problem with my game--each time a sim changes into a new outfit for the first time, it takes them an hour? I don't even know.)
After work, it's time to fish, and then this happened. I've never seen a sim fall before starting to fish before, how interesting!
Asher: Ow, my body.
Fishing was uninteresting. Have some mixology spam instead.
Asher: Nope, I suck at this.
Asher: The fuck is 'berry blast apricot apple ambrosia of the gods' and why do I need 32 ounces of it?
Asher: Hmm, not too bad...
Asher: NOPE, BAD. VERY, VERY BAD.
Asher: THAT TASTED LIKE OLD MAN SWEAT AND LOCKER ROOM.
Poor bb can't quite get a handle on Mixology.
Asher: Now THIS is the good stuff.
Slobby sims. Disgusting, yet they require so little care.
The problem with Zukutra is that all the cute lady sims are taken, and the rest are either too old or too young for Asher. So, he spends the majority of his time not spent working chatting up chicks online like a creeper to find a spouse.
Asher: Oooh, that's a good one. I should write that down...
asdfghjkl;; bb. He chuckles to himself frequently since he just has such a good sense of humor and it is adorable.
Asher may be fine with living like a pig, but I'm not. The flies were getting in the way of pictures. So I made him clean up.
Which promptly backfired on him omglol
This chick, who Asher kept rolling wants about, was the fruits of his online chatting efforts. She also had the same first name as my mother. Sigh.
Asher: You look nothing like you did in your picture. Please go away now.
And yet the second he steps outside and goes knocking on random people's doors he finds himself a pretty young thing that's actually interested in him. This should be a lesson to us all, should it not?
Asher: How would you like it if I gave you flowers?
Reagan: That'd be cool, I guess.
Asher: Yeah it would. Here!
Reagan: That's so...sweet...?
Reagan: You know, I really want a lot of babies one day. I'm very family-oriented. I love children.
Asher: We can talk about that later. Waaaaay later.
Running into the person you just rejected while taking the person you just met home.
Asher: My boss is a vampire now.
Reagan: How scandalous!
Asher: I know! On that note...do you want to stay over?
Asher: Boss lady, I'm going to need a day off work. I have a girl in my bed!!!
Asher: I really like her, do I get to keep her?
If you don't screw it up, of course you do!
Asher: I really like you.
Reagan: I really like you, too.
Asher: Seriously?!?!
Aww, bbs ♥
Asher: Will you be my girlfriend?
Reagan: Yes!
I have a sneaking suspicion that she has the neat trait, since she kept wandering of to clean up Asher's various messes. I really, really hope she has the neat trait.
Asher: Reagan, I know we've only known each other for about a day now, but I too know I'm desperately in love with you and I think you're in love with me, too. Let's not waste our youth. Will you marry me?
Reagan: YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES!
Because honestly, who would say no?
Quick private wedding in the bathroom because there's no time for a party.
I really like it when the sims fold their hands on top of each other's during the ceremony.
Of course, one things leads to another.
The rose petals fell and the lullaby was heard, thus proving a good night for any sim.
She gets a post-WooHoo makeover, and cleans up nicely! And thus I introduce you to Reagan Montgomery, a family-oriented sagitarrius who is brave, fugal, neat and lucky. Before marrying into the Montgomerys, she had been employed as a butler, but what she really wants to do with her life is be a CEO of a Major Corporation. She enjoys french music, the color white, and autumn salad.
She immediately gets enrolled in the business career track, though I doubt she'll be going to work anytime soon. Have fun being a baby machine/legacy founder's wife! Maybe, if we're lucky, we'll get a kid with perfect genes the first time around. Probably not, though.
Asher: oMG, she's so perfect i love her so much asdfghjkl;; I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with this perfect woman.
Stop it, you're too cute.
She is pretty great, though. She spends the majority of her time autonomously cleaning! The neat trait is one of my favorites.
As a reward, I bought her some ice cream. Since the truck was parked right outside of their front door and all.
...Um, Reagan, where are you going? I didn't command you to go anywhere. What are you doing. Why are you in a taxi cab with your ice cream?
Reagan: Now, this is just the best place in all of Zukutra to enjoy this fine fudgesicle.
Okay then. I don't really know why you had to travel thirty minutes to this park on its own little island to eat your ice cream, but whatever floats your boat.
I guess it's also the best place in all of Zukutra to pop. Hello, baby #1! Please be genetically perfect.
That's about where I'll leave off for now. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it!
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Next time on the Montgomery Perfect Genetics: Babies, frustration, and the hunt for perfect genes. Mostly frustration about babies in the hunt for perfect genes.