The Dimtwit Legacy: Generation 1.0
Just like to say, I haven't retired the Ribbits, I just really wanted to attempt a new legacy at the same time. :)
Saying that, on to the new legacy!
Since I was after something a little more challenging I went for the I'm Surrounded By Idiots challenge. And decided to go all pixel_trade so my offspring would have a little more variety than just fixing them with regular default townies.
Wow, I'm blabbering a lot. Let's just make things short, here's our founder, Magda Dimtwit:
Who was named after a character from a book I read as a kid (well, first name, at least). However, there was also someone else named Magda from a reality show my sister was watching the other day so she'll probably think I named her after that woman if she plays my game. I don't know why I had to ramble on about that.
Yeah, huge bug-eyed binoculars do suit her, but they're not her actual eyes.
Yay for lazy photobucket editing!
And her home. I name it the all-new Poverty Barbie playset!
Nice pantyshot you have there. Maybe you should wear something more modest, Magda. Or at least put the bowl there to hide your modesty.
Even Rod Humble is disgusted.
Rod: Please exchange this for a longer skirt, could you?
Magda: Well, that depends...
Magda: Hell no.
Magda tried to find a job in the Slacker career but had to make do with being a fish chummer for now.
I don't understand why she makes all that effort just to hide her empty bowls behind the "house" but whatever works...
Guests are here! But no Pixel_Trade sims.
Then again, I didn't install many sims since I'm just starting out. A few male sims I thought would make cute babies with Magda and that's it.
This could take a while... to the nightclub!
Despite the fact it's midday and most nightclubs tend not to be open by then.
In an attempt to make a few extra simoleons Magda did the typical poor-sim routine of working on the bar.
So we have a couple of Twiddles... but still no Pixel_trade sims. (What's wrong with Gateaux's arm?)
She doesn't seem to be getting any business whatsoever.
Emilien Twiddle: You're so prettyful~.
Magda: Piss off, you weren't downloaded!
Emilien: Erm... 'kay...
Well, no luck there. We'll try a spa next.
Alas, all Magda did was waste money on phones...
...alien massages...
...And fancy "health juices".
So, off to a restaurant instead and... Aha!
So, Magda, your opinions on Mr. Monroe June (sounseelie )?
Magda: Meh. :|
*Sigh* All that time wasted... alright, let's try the coffee shop. At least there we'll have easy caffiene access.
Magda spent all day and night drinking coffee, prettyfying the garden...
...cooking sausages... and nothing.
Wait... HURRAY! Jazzberry Jam Crayola (leenyland )! Thank you for passing by!
Magda: He's disgusting. (GODDAMMIT MAGDA!)
And so you should eat those burnt spring rolls. We've been waiting days, travelling all over Downtown and Veronawille only to turn down two perfectly fine sims!? Eat all of them now.
Many, more hours later and Conor Morose (praedialsims ) walked in to use the toilet.
Please say you like this one.
Magda: Sure do~! (FINALLY.)
And so she struck up a conversation about recycling.
Eventually they got a date.
Not anywhere romantic, but a date nonetheless.
Funny how this is a family restaurant and yet alcoholic toasts are still accepted. Or maybe it's just 7Up in a fancy glass.
They took photos together. Many photos.
Then went down to that one vampire nightclub where Magda tried to bite Conor's hand.
Posh man wandering around: Get a room!
Conor: So... do you have a bajingo or not?
Oh, we shall. Immediately.
They really love photobooths, don't they?
How long before a car runs them over?
And by "car running them over" I meant...
An hour or so recovering from handbag-wounds later and...
Magda: Let's just get this over and done with because I haven't slept in 3 community-lot days and had to survive on coffee the entire time, I need my sleep!
Conor: Hey, if I get a fancy ring out of it...
Or two...
Who says Romance dies the moment you get married?
Conor: She wuvs me~.
Conor brought in $19000 which was enough to upgrade the poverty-Barbie playset into a small, rather decent little house.
And again? Conor just seems to get these flowers from nowhere.
So, we have the house, the husband, a... not very great job, all we need now is the babies!
Magda: That Damion Ribbit is one sexy beast.
Magda: I'm gonna be picturing his face when we make love!
Meanwhile, just one wall away...
Damion: 'Oh cool! This is the episode where Will and Carlton go to Vegas and have to enter a dance contest! Love that one!'
And straight after, it was time for Magda to... chum fish.
Walking like that won't make you look any more graceful.
So while Magda was at work, let's see what fun Conor was up to!
Conor: 'That toilet really doesn't go with the wall deco.'
What an exciting life he leads.
Magda finally got a job as a golf caddy after that.
But I love how helpful he is for an uncontrollable. Thanks, Conor!
Especially since Magda's pregnancy has left her pretty difficult.
Conor has a job too.
For a second I thought that was a skirt and was going to assume he's a secret transvestite.
I spent their paychecks on a new car since it was in Magda's wants and all.
Now we have no money for the baby.
Magda: You IDIOT! You should never listen to me when my hormones are like this!
No I shouldn't. But it's one of the only ways to keep you sane.
Saying that, on to the new legacy!
Since I was after something a little more challenging I went for the I'm Surrounded By Idiots challenge. And decided to go all pixel_trade so my offspring would have a little more variety than just fixing them with regular default townies.
Wow, I'm blabbering a lot. Let's just make things short, here's our founder, Magda Dimtwit:
Who was named after a character from a book I read as a kid (well, first name, at least). However, there was also someone else named Magda from a reality show my sister was watching the other day so she'll probably think I named her after that woman if she plays my game. I don't know why I had to ramble on about that.
Yeah, huge bug-eyed binoculars do suit her, but they're not her actual eyes.
Yay for lazy photobucket editing!
And her home. I name it the all-new Poverty Barbie playset!
Nice pantyshot you have there. Maybe you should wear something more modest, Magda. Or at least put the bowl there to hide your modesty.
Even Rod Humble is disgusted.
Rod: Please exchange this for a longer skirt, could you?
Magda: Well, that depends...
Magda: Hell no.
Magda tried to find a job in the Slacker career but had to make do with being a fish chummer for now.
I don't understand why she makes all that effort just to hide her empty bowls behind the "house" but whatever works...
Guests are here! But no Pixel_Trade sims.
Then again, I didn't install many sims since I'm just starting out. A few male sims I thought would make cute babies with Magda and that's it.
This could take a while... to the nightclub!
Despite the fact it's midday and most nightclubs tend not to be open by then.
In an attempt to make a few extra simoleons Magda did the typical poor-sim routine of working on the bar.
So we have a couple of Twiddles... but still no Pixel_trade sims. (What's wrong with Gateaux's arm?)
She doesn't seem to be getting any business whatsoever.
Emilien Twiddle: You're so prettyful~.
Magda: Piss off, you weren't downloaded!
Emilien: Erm... 'kay...
Well, no luck there. We'll try a spa next.
Alas, all Magda did was waste money on phones...
...alien massages...
...And fancy "health juices".
So, off to a restaurant instead and... Aha!
So, Magda, your opinions on Mr. Monroe June (sounseelie )?
Magda: Meh. :|
*Sigh* All that time wasted... alright, let's try the coffee shop. At least there we'll have easy caffiene access.
Magda spent all day and night drinking coffee, prettyfying the garden...
...cooking sausages... and nothing.
Wait... HURRAY! Jazzberry Jam Crayola (leenyland )! Thank you for passing by!
Magda: He's disgusting. (GODDAMMIT MAGDA!)
And so you should eat those burnt spring rolls. We've been waiting days, travelling all over Downtown and Veronawille only to turn down two perfectly fine sims!? Eat all of them now.
Many, more hours later and Conor Morose (praedialsims ) walked in to use the toilet.
Please say you like this one.
Magda: Sure do~! (FINALLY.)
And so she struck up a conversation about recycling.
Eventually they got a date.
Not anywhere romantic, but a date nonetheless.
Funny how this is a family restaurant and yet alcoholic toasts are still accepted. Or maybe it's just 7Up in a fancy glass.
They took photos together. Many photos.
Then went down to that one vampire nightclub where Magda tried to bite Conor's hand.
Posh man wandering around: Get a room!
Conor: So... do you have a bajingo or not?
Oh, we shall. Immediately.
They really love photobooths, don't they?
How long before a car runs them over?
And by "car running them over" I meant...
An hour or so recovering from handbag-wounds later and...
Magda: Let's just get this over and done with because I haven't slept in 3 community-lot days and had to survive on coffee the entire time, I need my sleep!
Conor: Hey, if I get a fancy ring out of it...
Or two...
Who says Romance dies the moment you get married?
Conor: She wuvs me~.
Conor brought in $19000 which was enough to upgrade the poverty-Barbie playset into a small, rather decent little house.
And again? Conor just seems to get these flowers from nowhere.
So, we have the house, the husband, a... not very great job, all we need now is the babies!
Magda: That Damion Ribbit is one sexy beast.
Magda: I'm gonna be picturing his face when we make love!
Meanwhile, just one wall away...
Damion: 'Oh cool! This is the episode where Will and Carlton go to Vegas and have to enter a dance contest! Love that one!'
And straight after, it was time for Magda to... chum fish.
Walking like that won't make you look any more graceful.
So while Magda was at work, let's see what fun Conor was up to!
Conor: 'That toilet really doesn't go with the wall deco.'
What an exciting life he leads.
Magda finally got a job as a golf caddy after that.
But I love how helpful he is for an uncontrollable. Thanks, Conor!
Especially since Magda's pregnancy has left her pretty difficult.
Conor has a job too.
For a second I thought that was a skirt and was going to assume he's a secret transvestite.
I spent their paychecks on a new car since it was in Magda's wants and all.
Now we have no money for the baby.
Magda: You IDIOT! You should never listen to me when my hormones are like this!
No I shouldn't. But it's one of the only ways to keep you sane.