The Dimtwit Legacy (Generation 1.2)
Featuring sims created by praedialsims and maranatah .
PREVIOUSLY ON THE DIMTWIT LEGACY...
Magda gave birth to three children (not at once), Butter, Pâté and Marmalade.
Conor finally cracked.
I suck at ISBI legacies, if Magda's condition is anything to go by.
We open with Butter and Pâté pretending to ride horses.
Butter: Whee! Giddy up!
Pâté: Freak.
Conor: Whoops.
Butter: Wash yourself, you imbecile!
Butter: FATHER I CANNOT WASH MYSELF.
Conor: I hate myself!
Butter: Yeah, great... run the bath for me would you?
Eventually Magda came home.
Butter: Mum! Thank goodness you're back, dad's lost it!
Conor: Make another cheese toastie for the baby, would you? That green cloud's annoying her again.
Conor: NOOOO! I WANTED TO PLAY SOLITARE! HOW COULD YOU?
Butter: *Ignore*
I'd imagine the both of them will be about to lot it some more, since Marmalade is aging to a toddler now.
Pâté: Yaaay!
Butter: Where's dad?
Conor: 'I'm sure she's just keeping me waiting to make me more eager...'
Conor: I thought tonight was our sexy-ni- Ooh! Sparkling baby!
Yep, she's cute.
And of course, the parents leave it to oldest child Butter to look after her.
Butter: And I will now show you how to wash yourself.
Marmalade: Not interested.
She has to learn how to use the toilet herself, however.
The boy's first day of school...
Butter: Bye mum, dad, I hate you both.
And now the computer's broken.
Just when I thought Conor couldn't get any loopier...
Conor: I'm such a sexy bitch.
Magda: How am I supposed to make lunch now!?
Conor: PUT YO HANDS IN DA AYER!
He eventually tried to re-teach the facts of life Butter had attempted earlier.
Conor: This is how you use the toilet...
Conor: And this is how you wash yourself.
The Dimtwits were so low on money they couldn't even afford to pay for groceries. I had to sell their TV to pay for dinner and replace it with a cheaper model.
Safe to say Conor wasn't pleased.
Conor: I'd rather have starved!
I don't think the tent's working.
Magic Matchmaker: WHOOO!
I'm surprised she een brought a magic lamp this early, this whole family is in despair.
Still, no harm in rubbing it.
Genie: HALLEJULAH I AM THE GOD OF EVERYTHING PURPLE!
What can I help you with?
Magda: Money please.
*THUD*
Magda: Awesome, thanks!
She also asked for Peace of Mind and a long life.
Don't know about the long life thing, but the peace of mind probably didn't work.
I would have thought they'd have taken away Marmalade first.
Marmalade: CLEAN ME!
Conor: Stop wriggling!
Marmalade: CLEEEEEAAAAN MEEEEEEEEEE!
A quick clean-up later and it's time for Marmalade to age.
I like how she turned out. :)
With the money the Dimtwits got from the genie I built the kids their own bedroom...
Brought back the widescreen TV...
Bought an ice cream van...
And hired a repair-lady to work on all the broken supplies while the parents worked and the kids went to school. Things are looking up.
I think it's more hygenic to use tape.
Yes, certainly looking up.
I also bought a toy plane to keep the kids entertained. It helped Conor a little bit.
I think this is his stress relief now.
Very much so. Doesn't even care about Bloomers Ribbit stealing his newspaper.
I got distracted by Futurama and missed seeing Butter age up. I like how he turned out too.
He rolled Fortune Aspiration.
And since teenagers need their personal space, I made a cupboard-room.
Magda needed to make another friend for a promotion, so it's off into the ice cream van!
At last, they're acting like a normal family.
I spoke too soon.
Butter: That's disgusting.
Conor/Magda: We are amazing!
Magda: My god...
Conor: What have we done?
The parents had a lot of explaining to do...
Conor: Congratulations sweetie, you're now a woman.
Magda later approached Lobelia Poj (maranatah ) to talk about recycling.
She wasn't that interested.
Yet she still insisted on following the family back to the van. I think she just wanted a Cornetto.
As soon as the family went home, they went straight to bed. But not particularly in the beds I'd originally planned them to sleep in.
Butter slept in Magda and Conor's bed.
Conor slept in Butter's bed.
Magda slept in Pâté's bed.
And Pâté slept on the floor.
Later that night, however...
Burglar: OH MY GOD IT'S A WALL!
Conor might be experiencing a heart attack right now.
Go policeman go!
What a relief. Just when things were looking up.
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