The Behr Legacy 1.6
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Quasar: There's...there's something behind me...isn't there.
I guess he caught up with her. :P
Now, I was in chat with simppl_life and told her that if she ever wanted a good laugh, to have a werewolf take out the trash. This is why:
Seriously, no caption could do these justice. XD!
I'd left to go get food, and hadn't realised my game WASN'T PAUSED. I came back to this.
QUASAR. >.>
Or...not. Still, I have a suspicion that Quasar had SOMETHING to do with it...
Athena Isela: Come here, I want to show you the starfish I found.
New Galaxy: Wow, really? Just like mom?
Athena: Just like BLARGAAARGH!
New Galaxy: *has a seizure*
New Galaxy: NO FAIR, YOU SCARED ME.
Holy Jesus, that IS terrifying. O.o
New Galaxy: Ow ow ow, this sand is hot, ow!
Athena: So, the pack leader's name? Is totes Boots.
New Galaxy: That's a terrible name for a werewolf.
Athena: I know.
New Galaxy: GODDAMMIT OW OW OW THE SAAAAND.
Athena: So put on some sandals or something. Geez.
Inside, Dreamboat plays quietly and peacefully with himself.
I mean, he plays with the cars. >.> By himself. >.> You know what I mean.
Quasar: You should slide your thingy through my thingy.
I swear, now that these two can ACR without the bed glitching, they do it CONSTANTLY.
And it's ALWAYS Try For Baby.
Ares: My son is grown. 8)
Dreamboat: Sweet, dude, now I can get married.
Dude, don't jump the gun, there. Dreamboat is a family sim. :)
An adorable family sim.
I knew Dreamboat would live up to his nickname. Rawr.
Athena: I can build even BIGGER sandcastles, now!
And makeover! She still looks frighteningly adult, but now just in a jailbait way, not an OMG THAT'S PEDOPHILIA way.
Also, idk what's up with those skin coloured patches by her tear ducts. It's a deformity, okay? She's sensitive about it.
Okay, who called early onset Janeway syndrome? You win 100 internet points!
Athena: Man...I am sooo hot.
Athena: Don't you think so, dad?
Ares: Whatever you say, honey.
UH. WHOA. O.o
You had better not be looking at your hairy dad's wingwong, young lady. BOUNDARIES. LEARN THEM.
I am really taken aback by how much she looks like Angelina Jolie some of the time.
BOUNDARIES. DOES THIS FAMILY HAVE NONE?!
I call this one, Naked Man on Beach.
Oh lovely. Like my censorship skills, though? XD
I know that's how I want to celebrate MY birthday. Being thrown in the air by my naked older brother. >.>
Here's Brilliance! He bears an uncanny and disturbing resemblence to my dead ex-boyfriend. O_O
Does he not just have the perfect deadpan butler face? "Yes, sah. I will bring tea at once." XD
Ares: Oh GOODIE. Just what I wanted. MORE SPIDERS.
Ares: FUCK WHY CAN'T I JUST WALK NORMALLY MY OMELETTE IS GONNA FALL GRRRR.
Ares: AND I DON'T EVEN LIKE OMELETTES.
On the bright side, Quasar is finally getting a hang of this mom thing. After THREE KIDS.
New Galaxy: Dude, did an alien abduct your penis or something?
New Galaxy: Or, like, most of it? Or something? Cuz that's...yanno...
Dreamboat: It's not that small. It's just cold in here.
BOUNDARIIIIEEEEESSSSSSS *WEEPS*
Dreamboat: I like to think one day it'll be so big it'll reach outer space!
New Galaxy: Bitch, please. You'll be lucky if it can reach your bellybutton.
New Galaxy: Even MINE is bigger than yours. *points*
Dreamboat: Yeah, well, mine is nice because it fits right in the palm of my hand. *gestures*
New Galaxy: Whatever. Just keep telling yourself that.
Jayne Dreamboat: I'll be in my bunk.
Awww, what's wrong, Brilliance?
Oh. Oh I see.
Brilliance: Yay! Mommy!
Athena: Actually, I'm your sister.
Ares: I got you a bottle! 8D
Brilliance: Finally, a semblence of parenting!
Ares: I'm a good dad. *beams*
Hard to see how these two are siblings, isn't it?
Quasar's attempted suicide.
Resulted only in fitness...
...and a close call. Wait, since when are you pregnant?
Delivery Guy: You know...this isn't the weirdest house I've ever delivered to.
Quasar: OMG FOR ME?! You brought me a care package! How nice! Thank you!
Delivery Guy: ...
Dreamboat: NAKED DANCE!
Athena: PLEASE. NOT THE NAKED DANCE!
I sent the kids downtow- hey...where'd my other alien chauffer go?
Chauffer: I didn't see nothin'.
Inside the restaurant, I was immediately greeted with...THIS. Hallo thar, Persimmon Drop and Amelia Campbell.
Concierge: I'm terribly sorry, what time did you want your reservation for? I'm afraid I didn't hear you over SOME PEOPLE MAKING OUT BEHIND ME.
Concierge: They don't pay me enough for this.
Then, to my surprised, Cat herself shows up.
Cat: Persimmon, didn't you learn ANYTHING in school?
Cat: Falling in love with other townies does NOT win you places in legacies! What do you think you're DOING?
Amelia: And who is this, honey?
Persimmon: Don't worry about it, schnookums. She's just leaving.
Cat: You'd better watch your back, girl. I'm keeping my eyes on you.
Persimmon: YOU ALWAYS RUIN MY FUN.
Amelia: It's okay, my love...we'll always be together. I don't care what she says.
Oh yeah, right, uh...MY sims. Forgot about them. HAHAHA LOOK SHE'S DUMB AND MAKING FOOD AT A RESTAURANT SO IT'S FUNNY. >.>
Athena: Excuse me, I need to use the - omg what gender is that thing?
I...don't know.
*deletes that skin from the game*
YES. GO GREET TEYLA. MWAHAHAHA.
And then totally don't hit it off. FINE.
Dreamboat: Maybe I could flirt with her?
No. She's trying to Ventrilo-fart you. Probably not a match made in heaven.
-.- THERE ARE OTHER THINGS YOU COULD BE DOING.
Also? I totally just noticed the little red sensor light. Automatic flushing urinals? What will they think of next?
Uh ^_^; This really serves no purpose. This is Scott Price, the deceased husband of my Hunter: The Vigil character, Norah Cheng. *nerds*
Meanwhile, back inside...
Teyla: You don't look like you're 25.
Dreamboat: I have a condition that makes me look younger than I am. And even with my billions of dollars in assets and cash, we still can't find a cure...*sigh*
>.> DREAMBOAT.
Teyla: Well, damn, that's a nice ass you've got, that's for sure.
Judah: ...
Concierge: I quit.
Athena: I just think the negative space on this could have been utilized more effectively...
-.- THAT'S IT. YOU TWO ARE GOING HOME.
That baby has to be like Rambo to survive Quasar's constant exercise biking...
*snickers* Ares, uh...what are you...heehee...wearing?
Ares: Shut up. My...mom mailed it to me. She made it.
*sporfle*
xxlalenaxx (1:30:27 PM): *LAUGHS* HE'S A WOLF IN SHEEPS CLOTHING! *assumes sweater is wool*
dorkuchan (1:30:37 PM): ROFL ROFL ROFL
Then Ares and Brilliance spend some "quality time" together. >.> Yeah. That's what quality time with my dad was like, too.
You know, this shot would actually be pretty awesome if it weren't for that horribly UNWEREWOLFLIKE SWEATER.
Ares: WEREWOLVES HAVE MOMS TOO YOU KNOW.
Would it be bad taste to make a wet dog joke?
New Galaxy: *eats own armpit for sustenance*
New Galaxy: My grades...they've improved, but what of my life? My turmoil? Does my heart not yet bleed?
New Galaxy: ...Has that radio always been there?
Yeah. >.> I never bothered to do anything with it.
Dreamboat is surprisingly win at family-simming.
Ares: Okay. *sigh* Your mom says I have to teach you how to talk.
Ares: Can you say "bear?" Can you?
Brilliance: Behr.
Ares: Veerrry good! You said it!
Brilliance: Of course I said it. You only asked me to say "bear," for crying out loud. My name is Brilliance for fuck's sake, give me a hard one.
:O! DREAMBOAT!
Dreamboat: *seethe*
Quasar: :O!! DREAMBOAT!
Quasar: What on earth is wrong with you? That was bloody expensive! And look, you've made your brother cry!
Quasar: I'm afraid if you do something like that again...we'll have to kill you for food. Sorry, that's just how it goes.
Dreamboat: Awww, mooo-oooom!
I call this one The General and the Wolf.
How did I never notice that sim kids do their homework in red pen?
New Galaxy: Let's see, I think this one is...an A+! *marks* NO WAIT, A++!
Brilliance hits childhood with a sackful of cute.
Brilliance: Well, I'll be.
And, uh, as I'm watching Ares walk funny...Quasar goes into SNEAK ATTACK BIRTH! I TAKE AN ADDITIONAL 2d8 OF DAMAGE!
Unfortunately, since I didn't realise she was giving birth, I didn't re-randomize the sim generator. So, I exited without saving.
And realised I hadn't saved in...a long time. :( Since the General and the Wolf shot, in fact. So I maaay have cheated a teensy bit. >.> To age Brilliance back up.
Oh joy. Now, I don't recall if I've said this publicly, but here's the deal: The official rule is that the first three children ONLY are eligible for heir. We've discussed this, and there will be exceptions made for children born in a timely fashion. Which is to say, if your founder has quadruplets, and then immediately after that has another baby, so they're all within 3 days of each other in ages? Then technically they can all be considered for heir. However, as far as my gen goes, the following children are definitely NOT eligible for heir...and well, we'll see how long it takes Brilliance to get to adulthood. But he probably isn't eligible either.
Brilliance: *post makeover* No, mom, how could you do this to me? I'm supposed to be the baby of the family! I can't do that with two babies around!
Brilliance: OH my GOD, MOM, YOU JUST SET THAT OTHER NEWBORN ON THE FLOOR. RIGHT ON THE FLOORBOARDS. THAT CAN'T BE HEALTHY.
World, meet Charles River.
Charles River: Charmed, I'm sure.
And Elfin Magic! Who is a girl. And who also will have s2 next time you see her, because I deleted that skintone. >.>
Brilliance: Mom, that's awesome that you're holding one baby, but PLEASE GET THE OTHER ONE OFF THE FLOOR!
The end! For now. XD Next time, I WILL HAVE AN HEIR POLL DAMMIT. I WILL FINISH THIS GENERATION.