ILU2DEATH..! 1.8 // Rainbow Legacy 1.8
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Nudity, Teen Nudity, Sex, Teen Sex, Reservoir Dogs, Rockets & a Wedding
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If you're afraid of Zombies. You might not want to read... ^_~
Picking up DIRECTLY where we left of, we see Craven, the self-confessed zombie hater, going in for a full tongue-in-the-corpse pash with his Zombie fiance, Angie.
Is this like when I was younger and living in the country, and all my classmates would be all "DAMN ASIANS! THEY COME TO OUR COUNTRY AND TAKE OUR JOOOOOOBS..!" And I'd be all "Um, Hi RIGHT HERE!" And they'd turn to me and say "Oh, but you don't count Nett, not YOU." He's only zombie-st to those zombies that live in other hoods? Not ones he knows personally/had a hand in creating?
Wait, if he created her, does that make him her father?
*cannot escape random forms of incest no matter HOW I try*
Sienna?! O_O This better be food poisoning, girl, and not some form of immaculate conception. Never. Even. Been. Kissed.
Grim didn't knock you up on a visit when I wasn't looking, right? DEATH! YOU GOT SOME SPLAININ' TO DO! O_O;;
PS: Magical gravity defying hair is MAGICAL! This shit should be patented, women the globe-over would be mashing buy on their shopping carts to be able to include it in their Saturday party night (or should that be Sunday Morning hair of the dog?) battle chest. Hold your hair back for you, baby? No thanks I've got Raonjena!
I bring you this picturesque shot of Midas drinking from a puddle whilst the storm that would not end continues, not because it is pretty but because it brings to mind something I've been wondering about for a while.
Pets CLEARLY drink. So why do they only do so when there's a puddle? Why aren't there any water bowls? Womrats get the little water bottles in their cages (which magically fill on their own?) but I don't think there's any water in the bird cages either, no? Do they all just spend all their time dehydrated?
I BELIEVE this is Tigerlily attempting to play with her little brother. I THINK this is Rhone's yay yay big sister face. I think. Otherwise we're witnessing Tigerlily grinningly consumed with a fratercidal rage, with no one about to hear a very pallid ToddlerRhone scream.
I'd ask if anyone would really miss him if he DID die, but judging from what he appears to be packing where his thighs meet I'm thinking a WHOLE LOT of women in about twenty sim years (or less if he's anything like Ochre) might...
To prove to you all that turn offs when two crazy kids are in love mean sweet, sweet ephay: I give you cleaned up ZombieAngie and her fiance glowing sweetly in balmy after-necro-glow.
Awwww, love is a many splendored thing... Or a gateway drug.
Spicy realism snuggles with a rotting pixie, d'awwwwww! This is just so freaken adorable, even if her left boob has probably come off in Craven's hand... Why did I never do this before!?
The only zombie I've ever had before this was Vidcund Curious (who I ressed in the Beaker household, as revenge for nearly setting General du Fermier on fire) and he SHITED ME so I killed him after only a day of play. Since then I was of the opinion that zombies sucked ass and I never wanted to play them.
*is delighted to be wrong*
Because I'm a glutton for punishment, and because old men stick to Sienna like white on rice-- Wait, wtf does that even mean? White doesn't appear ON rice, some rice IS white, all the way through. Ike Wister Turner? You beat up and cheated on your wife, made her all bitter and screamie then released her into an unsuspecting wild, and made up stupid analogies that made no sense which stuck in the pop cultural psyche. I'VE GOT YOUR NUMBER, MISTER..!
I'd res you and then kill you again, but like, as Angie is living proof, zombiism is TOO GOOD FOR YOU!
Um.. Where was it? OH YEAH! Sienna: I wish I may, I wish I might...
OH MAN FINALLY!!!! HOT, SWEETIE PIE AFRO-ED TEEN! He fell from the sky and they were 100/100 in love instantly. The way the Well is SUPPOSED to work. Only took seven combined household goes and three replacement wells... >_<;;;
BUT IT WAS ALL WORTH IT THESE TWO ARE ADORABLE AND ARE OTP FOREVER!! *loves them* Although I have to find him a better afro. That EAxis afro is terrifying at the front O_O;; WHY IS IT AN ENTIRE DYING PLANET!?
Midas is one of those dogs that thinks they're as big as a horse, and thusly he can clearly can take on wolves as huag as xbox. I'd say he's trying to bite off more than he can chew, but at this angle his mouth looks almost as big as Bailey the poorly named wolf's.
MmmMmmm Baileys, You like Bailey's? Mmmm... creamy. Soft, creamy beige.
OH HAI TIGERLILY! Yes I know you're here sweetie, you'll get some facetime too, its not all about well-endowed toddlers, zombie love and Sienna's OTP.
Sienna? Honey? Why are you dreaming about random Bene Gesserit? I very rarely delete hair, and she doesn't know anyone (I checked her relationships list) who's decided they can pull off aerodynamic... Or even anyone that looks vaguely similar to this. So, WHAT. THE. HELL. IS. GOING. ON. HERE!?
*begins to fear for the whole hood, and not just the lot*
NEW COMPUTER, YOU CAN'T GET HERE SOON ENOUGH!!
Craven? You're not a zombie. You sleep next to a zombie, you're engaged to a zombie, you even stick your tongue and other assorted body parts into a zombie, but this does not mean you are a zombie. And zombie-ism ain't an std, so you're not going to contract it. So stop sticking your hand inside your son's head to inspect the ripeness of his brain. K?
LOL at Angie's choice in swimwear. Honey, you're dead. I don't think you tan, and I'm pretty damn sure you don't convert Ds anymore. I know Ds are delicious, and life giving and all that but you don't need them anymore. Life, you cannot has it.
Okay, maybe I was wrong on this whole SimZombiism isn't contagious front. Pumpkin is impaled by this post. And yet in one sim hour gets up and wanders about like nothing ever happened. I'm sorry. WHUT?
ZOMBEH CANINE! IMPALED THROUGH HIS SPINE! CAN HE GET UP? WILL HE GET UP? 'COURSE HE WILL..!
CRAVEN! Be careful with too much suction on those kisses! You'll probably suck a pound o' flesh out! I swear he looks like his hunger is down so its time for some slow fermented meats. All the rage in scandanavia.
*shudders at some of the infamous culinary delicacies my swedish flatmate threatens to love*
Monsieur Kohler-Wielle's taking a stand for all those that have suffered at the teeth-of-steel of many a zombie before her, and seeing how she likes getting chewed on instead? Except with all those deadened nerve endings this might be the only way she can feel anything romantical. Hand at the waist, don't even know you're there, but take a clean bite out of her bicep and she's ready to go!
Awwwww..!! *snuggles Angie* This is so freaken adorable! Suddenly that hook nose of Angie's is the most fabulous of any zombie ever. So pointy and sharp and yet and droopy and rotten at the same time.
PS: HOLY CRAP! I had no idea Craven had SUCH a chin! It pokes out as far as his nose pokes out. AMAZING! Even though his chin is so forward and into it, anyone else think there's a kind of hidden terror he's got going on in his features? Like he's so in love and having a great time with his zombie fiance, but somewhere, deep in his subconcious pre-broken Craven is screaming, unheeded...
Well would you look at what Sienna brought home... Sweet blonde half-up style, pink floral summer dress, pastel pink wrap top done up in a bow - who even does their sleeves up like that? Doesn't everyone tie them and have the ties hang down? Who does a neat little bow!?
Ochre, baby? Want to go find out for me? That smile she's got going on CLEARLY says to me she knows who she followed home and why...
Rosie Mjo5oh-Aranya is here, and she ADORES the stealing of invisible newspapers. Its her hobby. Clearly. Its the only possible explanation since like her half-sister, May, she's never met anyone in this house and yet they both enjoy thieving the KW paper...
Oh, also, Rosie? LRN2BRA. O_O;; Seriously, those are some LOW vaguely saggy breasts she's not supporting there...
Cube: When's it my turn? Wouldn't I love, love to explore that world up above?
Out of the sea these horrendous pink threads... Uh.. ies, Wish I could be... Part of that world THIS LEGACCEEEEEEEEEEEEY....!!
IN TIME MY PRETTY, IN TIME! Soon you'll be ALL up in the V, ALL the time. Those pretty PRETTY blues must somehow over-ride the non-geneticized eyes of Valencia's. NEED THEM IN MY LIFE. If not this generation, then show up in the next, please? pls? plz? ploise? ploix?
So not long after this I found out his real name. And then it kept popping up ALL THE TIME. And every time it did I would be all "WHO THE FUCK IS REAGAN?!" and then after five head-scratching, eyebrow furrowing minutes I'd experience the coveted eureka moment: "OH, ITS CUBE!!!"
When I related my plight to simsforaranya , she nonchantly suggested to "use InSim to change his name for real. ;-)" I R SO SMRT. *headdesk* THANKS BABE!!!
SUCCESS! Two seconds of chatting and they're in for the pashing. Ochre your nephews and nieces are never going to be able to date locally. The fear of dating a cousin is going to be SUPER HIGH! Thank heavens there's no banjos in the sims.
HELLOES CATHRYN BRILLIANCE! :D She's one of a set of triplets (Cat, Cathryn and Cattleya) made from child versions of brilliantcat 's SelfSim. They live together with their single Dad, Kirby. He's a male version of her self sim. And he's HOT. *laughs*
*wonders if Cat's ever considered making herself into a default face template*
SQUEEEEE TIME!!! No idea why all the kids make an immeadiate beeline for Craven's bedroom when they get home from school, also no idea how Cathryn goes to the same school as Tigerlily and yet manages to not be in school uniform but THERE'S JUST TOO MUCH ADORABLE HERE TO REALLY LET IT WORRY ME!
*snuggles them*
The kids are all home from school, and you know what that means!! TIME FOR THE ZOMBIE FIANCE TO BECOME THE ZOMBIE BRIDE! FULFILL THE PROPHECY!!!
It took nearly an entire simhour for bowlegged Angie to get her undead arse over to the arch. Poor little thing.
You wouldn't know it from her face, but she REALLY REALLY wanted this. All her wants were wedding oriented. Get Married, Get Married to Craven, Throw Wedding Party, Have a Great Party, Kiss Craven, Make Out with Craven... Yeah. YEAAAAH. Who's a little pre-occupied rotted corpse? Thats right! Angie is! Thats right! /patronizing.
Right. Craven's turn off is Zombiism. I buy it. Do you?
No? You'll only be swayed by a photo of Craven going into aspiration failure at the altar? Well I'm genuinely sorry to disappoint, but NOTHING HAPPENED HE WAS JUST ELATED. Where's the fun in that Craven? *scruffs up his hair*
I figured while everyone was here for a party anyway and everybody was all dressed up, why not celebrate Tigerlily & Portokal's birthdays at the same time.
Tigerlily & Portokal: We're much too sexy for this party *fans*
Sienna: BOOOOORED NAAAAAOO *looks for puppy*
Girl Sienna Brought Home From School: Ochre is SO hot, I hope we do it..!
Ochre: What the hell is this little girl's problem? Have I got cake on my face?
Cathryn: Ochre is SO HOT, I hope we do it when I grow up..!
Kirby & Billy: *be Reservoir Dogs*
Portokal teen transitions and Billy & Kirby show us how to be the ULTIMATE in supportive neighbours. They were so excited they near both popped their spleens.
Tigerlilly: Now that I am old enough, I can seduce my big brother, and he'll take me seriously. Against a wall. *sparkles*
OH HELL NO!!! >_<;;; Didn't I ALREADY say that there'll be NONE OF THAT THANKS?! STOP GOOGOO EYE-ING OCHRE OFF, PLEASE!? *cries in the night*
Awww. This is kind of heartbreaking, if you're a Friend of the Zombie that is...
I told Craven and Angie to cut the cake together. Craven wandered over and stood around at the cake waiting for over an hour, while Angie shuffled through the sand towards her goal... He couldn't wait any longer though and cut it without her, and when she finally arrived he dropped the cake and they both just stood around shuffling their feet awkwardly in the excess of silicon dioxide. ;_;
Amusingly, even with THAT broken make-up (good work screwing your date up visually before screwing her in your Dad's bed, Ochre >_>) my choice of move-tool pasty has apparently stolen the show... *pokes it*
Had a nice bath honey? Get your ectoplasms clean? Was they a little dirties from watching your step-son have sexes with poorly made psuedo clowns?
*DING!* Another satisfied customer served..! ^_^
Can you go fix her face now? Please?
Apparently Cathryn finds the idea of dancing with her father COMPLETELY distasteful and flings her hands from his as he tries to take them up. Wow, Cathryn, harsh much? He's been completely lovely all night and I HARDLY think any of the Kohler-Wielle kids have any grounds to judge you in a bad light regarding a good relationship with your parent... And here I was thinking she was the one with ALL the nice points..!
Apparently being nice as a tween don't mean you ain't MORTIFIED by the very existence of your parents. Crazy is as crazy does I suppose.
TO THE HALLOWEEN LIMO! GO GO ANGIE! YOU CAN DO IT! GO GO GO..!!
While we're waiting... What was EAxis thinking with the random short purple scarf with this ensemble? I can understand having a much longer sheer scarf perhaps.. But this one looks like its a dinky little winter scarf that'd be SUPER cute with a snow bunny outfit or coupled with a cardi and a few layers for a cas business deal... With the long gloves and the strapless dress though, it seems to not follow any well, you know, logic.
Are there even any women on the EAxis team? Any metrosexuals? Hell I'd settle for some dude that accidentally picked up a Vogue (or a freaken Women's Weekly) one day cause there were naked ladies on the cover.
Come on honey, you can do it... She's like freaken Jason Vorhees except you WANT her to make it to her destination in her slow... unrelenting... amble. Oh. Hang on, wait a minute. That's EXACTLY like Jason. Except Jason wouldn't then eat someone's brains. That's really what that franchise needs to perk it up, I think. Less Freddy Krueger, more brain eating.
COMMEOOOOOOOOOONNNN ANGIE!! You can make it before the limo driver gets jack of waiting and takes Craven on a honeymoon all on his lonesome. You're so close, the front of the limo! Only another half an hour to go..!
HURRAAAAAAAH!! And she barely had the door shut when the limo driver took off at speed. Thank the lawds they weren't suicide doors, would've prolly gotten yanked off along with Angie's arm. Not that she'd notice. Well, pain wise. She might notice that her right hand was missing when she attempted to yank off Craven's fly, but you know, she's got teeth for that. Or perhaps even really dexterous toes. Like a horny undead monkey with a succulent banana. ^_^
Coolest. Zombie. Ever. Death certainly becomes her. She makes me ADORE zombies. ADORE THEM! I WANT MOAR! If I hadn't already decided to do zombie apocalypse after this legacy was over, I would now. Seals the deals, Angie, thats what you do, seals it. Like when I squish ma cat's ears back. Seals.
Note to self: make sure the weapon downloaded for planned Zombie Apocalypse heroine is a club.
Oh hey, you know what, she could totally get that LTW too. FIRST BRIDE TO BE ABLE TO DO IT, ALL CAUSE SHE'S A ZOMBEH! ZOMBIE ENABLING!
Denial is the strongest human emotion. He's so happy happy happy, all naked on his bed waiting for his new unkillable-cause-she's-already-dead wife. Oh. Wait. We've CRACKED why the turn off has NO EFFECT ON HIM!
Except for the fact that it doesn't work like that in the sims. Zombies can still die from all the same things normal sims can die from, no? That doesn't really make any sense. If they got the scissors stuck in their heart they'd just be all LOL LOL tickles and then continue fixing they're afternoon sheep's brains.
WHAT UP, SIMS!?
Classical art-referencing censor words for a bit o' culture, kids. Needs a bi' a' kulchaah, does this update. What with all the incest, possible teen pregnancy and the mocking of the differently-abled for lols.
Like what you've spawned Craven? I hope you do cause its given me an ulcer.
Midas IS the kind of dog to bite off more than he can chew! His golden bone is AS BIG AS HIM. O_O;;
So because she can't get pregnant, and she was bored, and not because I'd been flirting with killing her off so I could get on with things I had Angie play with the Run With Scissors toy for about five sim hours. No death. So, alas, I have the new version of the Scissors, not the most awesomely of all awesome old one that killed sims without prejudice... *sniffles*
I can't tell you how many legacy sims I lost back in the day to those things, I didn't even know they could kill you until the fifth sim died of autonomously playing with that thing in the kids' room. I thought my game was bugged and they were just randomly dying when they went in the room. Took out an entire generation of kids before I realised *very slow noob*. XD
Wow, Tigerlily. CHAAARMING.
*loves how the uber pink freckles make her look permanently embarrased*
SO CUTE! I can see her giant perma sweatdrop at her forehead now. *glee*
Awwww honey! ;_; Geriatricy doesn't sit well with poor Pumpkin. He turned up to get his morning pets from Dagmar -- four hours too late.
OoOooh! Zade, teenage daughter of Nettles & Billy Wedge comes home with Tigerlilly. In an ORANGE jumper. PERFECTION! OCHRE! Get your arse over here so you can touch up Zade's fine one.
The tree that initiated Angie's death and subsequent zombiism? STILL BURNING!
Uh.. Hi Rhone. We haven't forgotten you, we know you're still there. You're not the forgotten anomalous child who doesn't have a twin and who's mother no one liked or anything. ^_^;;
No. SERIOUSLY, no. You're not getting abducted and coming home pregnant and THEN going off to college leaving your alien child behind with Craven & Angie. NOT. GOING. TO. HAPPEN. *bans all telescopes from the lot*
I know that never worked in Sleeping Beauty, but I have the upper hand of NO meddlesome fairy godparents who can't agree that purple is a perfectly excellent comprimise between pink and blue. *greenlights embargo*
Zade! Relying on the classics to get right to the proverbial point. That's ma girl...!
*notes that its a REAL cherry on top and smirks*
Whilst we're on the subject of cherries, is that the distinct sound of a third rice bubble I hear?
OH MAAAAN.. A red rocket of an altogether different, less meaty kind that's CONSTANTLY causing me grief. Rhone seems to believe that THIS is the only place one can put a toy. Not anywhere else on the floor, it has to be RIGHT THERE at the top of the stairs. So no one can go up to the nursery, nevermind that the larger kids' room is another flight up altogether and this is the ONLY way to ascend.
I was originally just moving them to other parts of the room, but after the fourth time I'd done it and Rhone had picked it up and put it RIGHT back here I got jack of it and started deleting them. And deleting them. And deleting them.
Cube kept screaming at me, I kept screaming at him ("WTF ITS SO FUCKING SMALL, ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS TINY PLAYTHING IS INTIMIDATING YOU SO MUCH YOU CAN'T GET UP!? THIS DOESN'T BODE WELL FOR THE FUTURE OF THIS LEGACY, MISTER..!" >_<) and then all the kids went to sleep on couches, and THEN Rhone started screaming at me that no one was paying attention to him.
I swear infanticide never looked SO appealing.
Oh look its Rhone's birthday. Bet he did that on purpose, changed time or something to make his birthday come sooner so I couldn't off him and his pre-occupation with the freaken rocket and its 'perfect place.' Look at him, all so smug and self satisfied, feigning delight at his dad's ability to blow. >_>;;
It was also, amazingly, Craven's birthday so I threw a party to encompass both of their candle ceremonies. Rhones at the start, Craven's near the very end.
Rhone: I'M THE CHAMPION OF THE WORLD..! VICTORY IS MINE!
OMSPs: *be visible*
Me: *fumes at the stupid omsps and wonders if Rhone can in fact be victorious as there is no broccoli in sims, and his non-red headed mother died without any assistance from him*
Noelle: NO SON! Do not go in for round two morning edition sexy times with your steady girlfriend at your little brother's and father's joint birthday party. Its sick and wrong. Also, PUT SOME DAMN PANTS ON.
Lawds Ochre, I know it must be difficult for you as you're apparently constantly playing like Sniff and Stiff 24/7, but [the rest of this comment is so totally missing cause I fell asleep pressing the 's' key and I have NO idea where I was going with this XD] ... Erm... Suffering succotash?
Awww! Helena and Zeus play ghostly fetch with a REAL stick! YAY!! My first time ever for seeing this! *dances* Now all I need to see is ghostsims playing with kittens and cuddling them and my ghostpet experiences will be complete! :D
This is STILL Valencia's constant want. Its admirable in one so young, if not FREAKEN ANNOYING. I believe she wandered over here to tickle Rhone who was playing fetch with Pumpkin, stroked her imaginary beard and thought "My youngest brother waving a long stick around reminds me of adoption."
Did it. REALLY?
Whoa, whoa whoa whoa whoa..! That's Craven alright, but that, THAT ain't no Angie, THAT is Dagmar. Having been related the tale of poor Pumpkin that waited too late, she decided to come pet Craven on his birthday to make up for it?
Where's Angie you may ask? Off being a Petrol Station attendant. Yeah she's pumping fuel while the mail(wo)man pumps her husband. This old man, he played one, he played knick knack up Dagmar's tum...
Craven: You were fabulous babe, Denny Crane
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. Craven. HE IS OLD! DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD:
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