The Toybox Legacy (Generation 4.3 + Heir Poll!)
One final update before the heir is chosen!
Generation 4 spouse by alexination
Generation 3 spouse by novusars
Featuring sims by singingmusic, frabbit, runningbee, katu_sims, flari, bondchick_nett and apayo_x!
PREVIOUSLY ON THE TOYBOX LEGACY...
Lots of DJing and promotions.
Nose Marie whored up as many friends as possible in an attempt to become a Professional Party Guest.
Buckaroo demanded that Party left the building. I put my foot down no.
Nose Marie gave birth to two girls, Scrabble and Jenga.
Pee can teleport now.
Nose Marie set the kitchen on fire. Nose Marie, the only sim I'm controlling, was the only sim of this generation so far to start a house fire. Yes, I'm worried.
Buckaroo became a teenager, and has probably been more helpful in looking after the little'uns than all the non-controllable adults combined.
We start with Party sleeping on the bench in front of the house. You, know, your bed should be free.
Oh, wait.
Get back to your own damn bed! (Also, L's expression. It is now longer "Why won't this damn banana peel come off?" and more "Crazy bitch is rubbing her foot in my face". Really, his facial expression fits quite nicely)
After sex, Lorin entertained Monopoly, still in her underwear. Thank god that child is innocent.
Toddlers are still cute when they dance to the stereo.
Jenga unfortunately, has been abandoned in the bathroom.
At least she's next to the shower, maybe she'll get a bit cleaner while she's there.
Not so much Scrabble though.
Maid: I'm a maid, not a nanny. Clean your own damn children.
Buckaroo brought George Maston (singingmusic) home from school.
George: The hell is that foul baby-stench?
Maid: His mother. BURN
Buckaroo: Putrid. That maid should really learn how to clean such a blasted child.
Then then proceeded to play Rock-Paper-Scissors to keep their minds off the stink, prompting George to have an overdramatic losers breakdown and Buckaroo to do the Carameldansen.
Because every posh person needs to adopt that as a victory dance. Screw the anime fangirls.
Hi, Sigmund! (frabbit) How's things?
Sigmund: Oh, you know. Strolling by the house, making sure the family's still sane.
-Not really-
Sigmund: That's great.
Cluedo: Maybe if I stomp the ground hard enough my report card will dissolve? That's how it works right? Of course, I'm the smart one! I was named after a bloomin' mystery game!
Birthday time!
And... what the hell is with Buckaroo's mouth!?
It doesn't look any less bizarre up front.
But anyway, aged-up Scrabble!
She's quite cheery considering she actually aged up pretty badly. Just look at her happy dance.
Oh, wait.
And now she's lost a leg.
And more aging!
Jenga...
'Daaaw
Then the next day, Cluedo aged. Yes, I missed it. He also looks a tad gormless.
I swear the children of the Toybox legacy just prefer sofas to beds. Even outdoors at night.
Mr. Noe Whiskers: My grandson having fun? This is heartbreaking! *Bawww*
Buckaroo really needed to pee but was clearly too uppity about using the cheap toilets, he was like this for about an hour...
Before deciding he didn't care...
...Before getting drunk with Cluedo, which would really have just made the bladder problems worse.
Cluedo: This fizzy pop is great, grandma!
Party: Oh, that's not pop, dear.
Cluedo: Ooh, I'm peckish.
Scrabble: Cluedo's a fool. Everyone knows us blue-haired women are the best.
Lorin: I KNOOOOOW! *Sob*
I don't have the previous screencap. But bear in mind Lorin's a party DJ. Loud music is kind of her job. This outcome is bloody stupid.
As is this one.
That co-worker lied, dammit!
Aurelius! (runningbee)
Nose Marie really doesn't need more friends for a promotion, she just wanted someone to get stoned blow bubbles with.
And Aurelius' blower has apparently attached himself to his face. Man, he really loves those bubbles.
Then Scrabble brought Woebegone (katu_sims) back from school. Not only was Nose Marie already friends with her, but she pretty much ran off as soon as she arrived.
Lorin: My daughter is having fun and I'm sunburnt! *BAAAWW*
Aurelius: Who the hell has a wooden toilet!?
Buckaroo: Do you see what I have to endure?
Oh god, now Monopoly has that ridiculous mouth!
Buckaroo: I think you'll find mine is an inch longer.
Scrabble is an uncontrollable child. She still helps out more than Lorin who just stands there crying all day.
I think this is the first time I've seen a sim take a toddler to the potty without being told to. Thanks, Mr. Noe Whiskers!
OH HELL YES. FINALLY.
Nose Marie: Why yes, I am awesome.
If you're wondering why Scrabble hardly ever appears, she's always on the beach building sandcastles. Same can't be said for Monopoly. Whenever I see him he's either in standing idly or sleeping.
Wait- When did this happen!? I didn't see this! Dammit.
Taking Mr. Noe Whiskers just as he gets out of bed? That's just mean, Grim Reaper.
Still, the fact that no-one seems to care that he died is also pretty bad. I mean, seriously, there hasn't been any reaction from the other sims whatsoever. If it wasn't for the popup and the fact his face is now missing from the sim menu and I wouldn't have realised.
Well, that has to change. Nose Marie, go mourn your dead father.
Nose Marie:... Oh no. He's dead. What a pity.
-A bit more emotion please? I'd understand if he was a bastard, but he's probably been the least troublesome spouse so far.-
Nose Marie: Yeah well, I'm permanently in platinum aspiration. That sort or overshadows things.
Mr. Noe Whiskers: Well, sod it, I'm off to socialise with the other dead folk. See ya.
RIP Mr. Noe Whiskers. D':
It would make Jenga's birthday celebrations rather bittersweet if not for the fact that no-one has either noticed or give a crap. Poor Noe Whiskers.
Monopoly: So the sound of party poppers woke me up, what did I miss?
Nose Marie: You were sleeping all this time? I just thought the Grim Reaper took you too.
Monopoly: Look mum, I can sparkle!
Nose Marie: Seen it.
For the unfavourite, Monopoly is still pretty adorable. And he rolled the perfect aspiration for his name!
I decided to make use of Nose Marie's aspiration points and try out the rowdy folk song she unlocked with it. I didn't have the sound on at the time, but judging from this image they look like they're doing a cross between Thriller and The Robot. (Which would be the coolest folk song ever. BTW, Hi Ethan (flari)).
And if you take a closer look at their faces, Cluedo looks like he's on drugs...
...And Ethan looks confused.
Then Lee Eun Mi (apayo_x) invited herself inside. I'm assuming one of the boys brought her back from school but I saw no pop-up for it.
Guess who's back?
Seriously Grim Reaper. At least let them have a cup of tea first rather than ambushing them when they've just got up or just got back from work.
Party: You can't do this! I'm a demon.
Grim Reaper: Yeah, sure. Come along Mrs.
Unlike Mr. Noe Whiskers, the rest of the family were fully aware. And sad. RIP Party Popple.
A couple of mornings later...
Cluedo: Heey, ladies. How's it going?
-NO CLUEDO. NO.-
I am listening to Gangnam Style as I write this. Monopoly totally looks like he's doing the dance while trying to distract himself from Scrabble's foul stench. I can't unsee it!
And Scrabble? Well, she just looks bloody psychotic.
Fidelity Heart (bondchick_nett) came over. Lorin reluctantly agreed to push her on the swing.
Lorin: This isn't my child!
And finally, it was time.
Scrabble: I'M A FIREWORK!
And once again, I'm cheating, because I already cheated to check how long Jenga had left and it was bloody ages (I wasn't even sure if Buckaroo would be too old for University by then) so she's aged up too.
Which means, yes, Generation 4 is over! I think this is the longest-running Legacy now! Hurray! But anyway, it's time to pick the Generation 5 heir! So, who will it be?
Buckaroo?
Cluedo?
Monopoly?
Scrabble?
Or Jenga?
Vote now!
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