The Dork Legacy 4.1
I just ended up getting a new, Dork-only pbucket account. I feel kind of dumb for not thinking of it earlier. But still! Update now! :DD
Previously, on The Dork Legacy:
[ 1.0 | 1.1 | 1.2 | 1.3 | 1.4 | 1.5 ]
[ 2.0 | 2.1 | 2.2 | 2.3 | 2.4 | 2.5 | 2.6 | 2.7 ]
[ 3.0 | 3.1 | 3.2 | 3.3 | 3.4 | 3.5 | 3.6 ]
[ 4.0 ]
Willoughby: Wait, you're starting the update with THIS picture?!
Me: I wanted to show everyone your new eye colour.
I deleted the set of eyes that she and Einstein had to make room, and this was the eye on her skintone. I actually like it better. :D
Willoughby: Ah, I don't care anyway. I'm old, I don't have to worry about things.
Willoughby: But I can still get me some!
Willoughby: I love those Goldfish crackers...
Algren: Oooh I bet oo do! I bet da wittle puppy wikes da cwackers!
Well you certainly belong here, doncha?
Margaret: Just your friendly reminder that I'm still pregnant!
Look who stopped by to ring the doorbell!
Bilbo: COUSIN! I MISSED YOU!
Bao-Dur: Uh...yeah...missed you, too, dude.
Wtf?! Where did YOU come from?
Margaret: Still pregnant here!
Yeah. This isn't the half of it. I've NEVER had a sim react this poorly to pregnancy.
Margaret: Well it looks like Hillary finally learned her...ZzzZzzz...
Margaret: I'M STILL REALLY TIRED!
Me: Well...there is that loveseat right behind you.
*facepalm*
Meanwhile, elsewhere...
Nettie: Wow, Roman! You've grown! I haven't really seen much of you since you were a little kid!
Roman: Yeah. How's living with my cousin once-removed? Does he snor -
Roman: Mmf!
Me: O.o
Roman: *GRAB GRAB*
Me: O.O! Where the hell is Bao-Dur, and why is he not slapping the shit out of her? D:
Bao-Dur: Aww hey, where'd the cake go? D:
Super Agnes: DA DA DAH! Off to save the day! ...For someone else! D:
Sophie: *snif snif*
Bao-Dur: Man! I know chicks dig me and all, but I don't like beef!
Sophie: *belch*
Vanessa: ;-;
Me: T^T NOT AGAIN.
Nettie: Let's commit adultery! :D
Roman: Hey, just because I'm naked, doesn't mean I want to do you.
Sigh. You just HAD to be pretty, didn't you?
Filcher: I THINK YOU ARE IGNORING THE MORE IMPORTANT ISSUE HERE!
GladOS: Excellent. The subject reacted as expected to the Aperture Science Bovine Life-Ending Utility.
Me: Did YOU have something to do with this? D:
GladOS: Certainly not. You must have misinterpreted my statement.
Nettie: I didn't even get to say goodbye...
Me: WELL MAYBE IF YOU DIDN'T HAVE YOUR TONGUE DOWN YOUR SECOND-COUSIN-BY-MARRIAGE-ONCE-REMOVED's THROAT, YOU WOULD HAVE.
Me: Well, that didn't last long. What about mourning?
Nettie: Can't. Got stuff to do. Oh, hey, Margaret. How's the baby? I'm gonna go do your man.
Me: D:
Margaret: ZzzzzZzz...
Nettie: Come on, I'm not married, you're not married, let's do it!
Roman: I'm still engaged though. I just...it's wrong.
Roman: Oh, what the hell, what are Romance sims for?
Me: ...*facepalm*
Nettie: Ah, that was nice.
Roman: ZzzZzz..
Me: YEAH. YOU SLEEP IN YOUR GREAT-AUNT'S BED. OF SIN.
Okay, seriously, STOP IT. JUST STOP. D:
Nettie: Aw, Dad! It's so nice to see you again!
Einstein: You, too, honey.
Nettie: Teehee! I'm gonna make your life miserable for making me get married in the first place!
Me: DDDD:
Nettie: Hey, how about?
Einstein: I'm a married, man, young lady. And you should really be in mourning.
Nettie: Oh, Great-Aunt Willoughby, I'm so sad, won't you comfort me?
Willoughby: Fuck you, you can't out-romance a romance sim!
Nettie: You know, Bilbo, we're not related anymore now that my husband is dead...
Bilbo: GTFO WHORE.
Bilbo: WAAAAHAAA THAT'S A SENSITIVE SUBJECT.
...Sigh. Einstein is weak. But never fear! Vanessa is here! Go GET HER! >D
I SAID...GO GET HER! >DDD
Eventually I had to send her in there myself.
Vanessa: Oooh, is this new tiling?
Vanessa: I feel like I know my way out of this bathroom so well, I could do it with my eyes closed!
Vanessa: Wait...WAIT JUST A COTTON PICKIN' MINUTE!
Me: >DDD
Vanessa: There's a CHAIR in my WAY! D: How am I supposed to play SSX3? ;-;
Me: *FACEPALM # 3*
Vanessa: I don't get why you sent me in here!
Bilbo: HEY! I kind of have to pee here! D<
Nettie: You know, I actually LOVE older guys.
Einstein: Oooh, really?
D: Vanessa! Your husband!
Vanessa: OH SWEET IT'S RAINING! :D
D:
D:
D<
Nettie: Gee, suddenly I'm not tired anymore.
Nettie: Oh God! The pain! What's...what's happening to me?
Nettie: Roman! Einstein! Someone help me! Bao-Dur...?
GladOS: Right on time.
Death: WHY AM I NOT SURPRISED TO SEE YOU HERE?
Einstein: *streeetch!* Ah, that was a refreshing nap. What's all the noise?
GladOS: This was a triumph! Finally a test subject who will not receive any black marks! HUGE SUCCESS!
Everyone: WAAAH WHY NETTIE?! SHE WAS SO SWEET AND INNOCENT!!!
Vanessa: Okay. Over it now. :D
Bilbo: Hewwo fluffy wuffy! Is oo a pwetty kitty den?
Me: >D!
Meanwhile, elsewhere in the house, I'm doing something I should have done a while ago.
Caedmon: Who is that? I don't recognize her.
Me: That's Shelby. She's your grandchild's wife.
Caedmon: My grandchild has good taste.
Caedmon: Haha, this hair is ridiculous. Why'd you give me this?
Me: I just wanted you to look the way you've always looked.
Death: YOU AGAIN?
Caedmon: There were some...complications.
Uh...sweet? Thanks!
A shot of the Dork graveyard. The three in the front row are Arial, Nettie, and Bao-Dur. In back are Grump and Cloverfield, Caedmon and Tara.
Margaret: Bzuh?! Uh! Wow...where am I? What am I wearing? Was I drunk?
Margaret: I had this terrible dream about Roman cheating on me...
Margaret: EXCUSE ME BUT I GOT A+'S ALL THROUGHOUT SCHOOL!
And...you had to change colour pajamas to do that?
Everyone is of course gathered in the bathroom.
So I made it over a little bit.
Nice Obama-face you got there, Willough? What are you looking at?
Willoughby: I just never noticed those little green plusses before.
YES EINSTEIN. YOU DID BAD THINGS AND YOU SHOULD CRY! Algren is actually crying over Caedmon.
Vanessa: I'm so glad my husband would never cheat on me. :D
For the record, I do NOT have jealousy turned off. I have NO IDEA what happened.
Margaret: Oh...tired again. D:
Margaret: Wait...what was I doing?
Me: Er...going to bed?
Margaret: Oh damn, I have to pee.
*facepalm #4*
Random cat picture!
You may not be able to tell yet from this update, but I am re-in-love-d with Willoughby.
So she gets to live a little longer.
Willoughby: WOW! Bao-Dur is delicious!
And just to the right, GladOS is finally ready to open her business!
GladOS: I am calling to inform you that Project: Aperture Science Farmer's Market of Fresh Aperture Science Produce is ready to launch beta stages. Please send test subjects immediately.
Test Subject #1: So! This how they do things in Simerica? Crazy lady sleeping on floor! And where is business? I only see house!
Hideo: YOU HIRE BAD PEOPLE! I HATE SIMERICAN BUSINESS RUN BY ROBOT!
GladOS: Oh I believe there is something we can do to make you feel better, Insert Name Here.
Algren: Oh! Er...Miss GladOS. I've...been practising the register...like...you asked me to. *gulp*
GladOS: That is very good. You are performing admirably. Your next test will be to get out of the way.
Algren: OH MY GOD!
Well...I guess that's one way to please a customer. >.>
Hideo: This robot just like robots back in Simppon! I think...I think I love her!
Margaret: PEE! I HAVE TO PEE!
Margaret: *pees as far away from the toilet as possible*
Margaret: Damn. Even *I* think I fail.
Willoughby: *is obviously having the time of her life*
Willoughby: <3333
Algren: We should really get you a license! In case you run away!
Speaking of licenses...
Meet the newest member of the Dork family: Mr. Dumble!
Mr. Dumble: Oh dear...oh no! What if someone gets hurt?!
Yes, I realise that his name is Mr. Dumble Dork. >.> That was an amusing discovery for me.
And that's it...I'm sorry, after all that I just don't have the ENERGY to do anything else. Remind me to stop complaining that nothing ever happens to the Dorks.
Previously, on The Dork Legacy:
[ 1.0 | 1.1 | 1.2 | 1.3 | 1.4 | 1.5 ]
[ 2.0 | 2.1 | 2.2 | 2.3 | 2.4 | 2.5 | 2.6 | 2.7 ]
[ 3.0 | 3.1 | 3.2 | 3.3 | 3.4 | 3.5 | 3.6 ]
[ 4.0 ]
Willoughby: Wait, you're starting the update with THIS picture?!
Me: I wanted to show everyone your new eye colour.
I deleted the set of eyes that she and Einstein had to make room, and this was the eye on her skintone. I actually like it better. :D
Willoughby: Ah, I don't care anyway. I'm old, I don't have to worry about things.
Willoughby: But I can still get me some!
Willoughby: I love those Goldfish crackers...
Algren: Oooh I bet oo do! I bet da wittle puppy wikes da cwackers!
Well you certainly belong here, doncha?
Margaret: Just your friendly reminder that I'm still pregnant!
Look who stopped by to ring the doorbell!
Bilbo: COUSIN! I MISSED YOU!
Bao-Dur: Uh...yeah...missed you, too, dude.
Wtf?! Where did YOU come from?
Margaret: Still pregnant here!
Yeah. This isn't the half of it. I've NEVER had a sim react this poorly to pregnancy.
Margaret: Well it looks like Hillary finally learned her...ZzzZzzz...
Margaret: I'M STILL REALLY TIRED!
Me: Well...there is that loveseat right behind you.
*facepalm*
Meanwhile, elsewhere...
Nettie: Wow, Roman! You've grown! I haven't really seen much of you since you were a little kid!
Roman: Yeah. How's living with my cousin once-removed? Does he snor -
Roman: Mmf!
Me: O.o
Roman: *GRAB GRAB*
Me: O.O! Where the hell is Bao-Dur, and why is he not slapping the shit out of her? D:
Bao-Dur: Aww hey, where'd the cake go? D:
Super Agnes: DA DA DAH! Off to save the day! ...For someone else! D:
Sophie: *snif snif*
Bao-Dur: Man! I know chicks dig me and all, but I don't like beef!
Sophie: *belch*
Vanessa: ;-;
Me: T^T NOT AGAIN.
Nettie: Let's commit adultery! :D
Roman: Hey, just because I'm naked, doesn't mean I want to do you.
Sigh. You just HAD to be pretty, didn't you?
Filcher: I THINK YOU ARE IGNORING THE MORE IMPORTANT ISSUE HERE!
GladOS: Excellent. The subject reacted as expected to the Aperture Science Bovine Life-Ending Utility.
Me: Did YOU have something to do with this? D:
GladOS: Certainly not. You must have misinterpreted my statement.
Nettie: I didn't even get to say goodbye...
Me: WELL MAYBE IF YOU DIDN'T HAVE YOUR TONGUE DOWN YOUR SECOND-COUSIN-BY-MARRIAGE-ONCE-REMOVED's THROAT, YOU WOULD HAVE.
Me: Well, that didn't last long. What about mourning?
Nettie: Can't. Got stuff to do. Oh, hey, Margaret. How's the baby? I'm gonna go do your man.
Me: D:
Margaret: ZzzzzZzz...
Nettie: Come on, I'm not married, you're not married, let's do it!
Roman: I'm still engaged though. I just...it's wrong.
Roman: Oh, what the hell, what are Romance sims for?
Me: ...*facepalm*
Nettie: Ah, that was nice.
Roman: ZzzZzz..
Me: YEAH. YOU SLEEP IN YOUR GREAT-AUNT'S BED. OF SIN.
Okay, seriously, STOP IT. JUST STOP. D:
Nettie: Aw, Dad! It's so nice to see you again!
Einstein: You, too, honey.
Nettie: Teehee! I'm gonna make your life miserable for making me get married in the first place!
Me: DDDD:
Nettie: Hey, how about?
Einstein: I'm a married, man, young lady. And you should really be in mourning.
Nettie: Oh, Great-Aunt Willoughby, I'm so sad, won't you comfort me?
Willoughby: Fuck you, you can't out-romance a romance sim!
Nettie: You know, Bilbo, we're not related anymore now that my husband is dead...
Bilbo: GTFO WHORE.
Bilbo: WAAAAHAAA THAT'S A SENSITIVE SUBJECT.
...Sigh. Einstein is weak. But never fear! Vanessa is here! Go GET HER! >D
I SAID...GO GET HER! >DDD
Eventually I had to send her in there myself.
Vanessa: Oooh, is this new tiling?
Vanessa: I feel like I know my way out of this bathroom so well, I could do it with my eyes closed!
Vanessa: Wait...WAIT JUST A COTTON PICKIN' MINUTE!
Me: >DDD
Vanessa: There's a CHAIR in my WAY! D: How am I supposed to play SSX3? ;-;
Me: *FACEPALM # 3*
Vanessa: I don't get why you sent me in here!
Bilbo: HEY! I kind of have to pee here! D<
Nettie: You know, I actually LOVE older guys.
Einstein: Oooh, really?
D: Vanessa! Your husband!
Vanessa: OH SWEET IT'S RAINING! :D
D:
D:
D<
Nettie: Gee, suddenly I'm not tired anymore.
Nettie: Oh God! The pain! What's...what's happening to me?
Nettie: Roman! Einstein! Someone help me! Bao-Dur...?
GladOS: Right on time.
Death: WHY AM I NOT SURPRISED TO SEE YOU HERE?
Einstein: *streeetch!* Ah, that was a refreshing nap. What's all the noise?
GladOS: This was a triumph! Finally a test subject who will not receive any black marks! HUGE SUCCESS!
Everyone: WAAAH WHY NETTIE?! SHE WAS SO SWEET AND INNOCENT!!!
Vanessa: Okay. Over it now. :D
Bilbo: Hewwo fluffy wuffy! Is oo a pwetty kitty den?
Me: >D!
Meanwhile, elsewhere in the house, I'm doing something I should have done a while ago.
Caedmon: Who is that? I don't recognize her.
Me: That's Shelby. She's your grandchild's wife.
Caedmon: My grandchild has good taste.
Caedmon: Haha, this hair is ridiculous. Why'd you give me this?
Me: I just wanted you to look the way you've always looked.
Death: YOU AGAIN?
Caedmon: There were some...complications.
Uh...sweet? Thanks!
A shot of the Dork graveyard. The three in the front row are Arial, Nettie, and Bao-Dur. In back are Grump and Cloverfield, Caedmon and Tara.
Margaret: Bzuh?! Uh! Wow...where am I? What am I wearing? Was I drunk?
Margaret: I had this terrible dream about Roman cheating on me...
Margaret: EXCUSE ME BUT I GOT A+'S ALL THROUGHOUT SCHOOL!
And...you had to change colour pajamas to do that?
Everyone is of course gathered in the bathroom.
So I made it over a little bit.
Nice Obama-face you got there, Willough? What are you looking at?
Willoughby: I just never noticed those little green plusses before.
YES EINSTEIN. YOU DID BAD THINGS AND YOU SHOULD CRY! Algren is actually crying over Caedmon.
Vanessa: I'm so glad my husband would never cheat on me. :D
For the record, I do NOT have jealousy turned off. I have NO IDEA what happened.
Margaret: Oh...tired again. D:
Margaret: Wait...what was I doing?
Me: Er...going to bed?
Margaret: Oh damn, I have to pee.
*facepalm #4*
Random cat picture!
You may not be able to tell yet from this update, but I am re-in-love-d with Willoughby.
So she gets to live a little longer.
Willoughby: WOW! Bao-Dur is delicious!
And just to the right, GladOS is finally ready to open her business!
GladOS: I am calling to inform you that Project: Aperture Science Farmer's Market of Fresh Aperture Science Produce is ready to launch beta stages. Please send test subjects immediately.
Test Subject #1: So! This how they do things in Simerica? Crazy lady sleeping on floor! And where is business? I only see house!
Hideo: YOU HIRE BAD PEOPLE! I HATE SIMERICAN BUSINESS RUN BY ROBOT!
GladOS: Oh I believe there is something we can do to make you feel better, Insert Name Here.
Algren: Oh! Er...Miss GladOS. I've...been practising the register...like...you asked me to. *gulp*
GladOS: That is very good. You are performing admirably. Your next test will be to get out of the way.
Algren: OH MY GOD!
Well...I guess that's one way to please a customer. >.>
Hideo: This robot just like robots back in Simppon! I think...I think I love her!
Margaret: PEE! I HAVE TO PEE!
Margaret: *pees as far away from the toilet as possible*
Margaret: Damn. Even *I* think I fail.
Willoughby: *is obviously having the time of her life*
Willoughby: <3333
Algren: We should really get you a license! In case you run away!
Speaking of licenses...
Meet the newest member of the Dork family: Mr. Dumble!
Mr. Dumble: Oh dear...oh no! What if someone gets hurt?!
Yes, I realise that his name is Mr. Dumble Dork. >.> That was an amusing discovery for me.
And that's it...I'm sorry, after all that I just don't have the ENERGY to do anything else. Remind me to stop complaining that nothing ever happens to the Dorks.