Bork Legacy, Generation 2.2!
This is a very special pixel_trade legacy! (I say that because it's mine!) Current spouse is Rocko Rose by simmericangirl. Founder by simpurity.
Last time, Val began her second pregnancy. The nanny failed a lot. Tyr became a toddler. Rocko stayed up nights being the BEST. DAD. EVER. Our new MEGADUPERCHALLENGE was to be vegetarians. Easypeasy. Val gave birth to twin girls, Sága and Skaði. The nanny failed EVEN MORE. Tyr became a child with an unfortunate face. Sága and Skaði became toddlers. They had to take on a mortgage to buy Tyr a bed. :D
She's not happy that she has a grilled cheese. She's happy Tyr has a grilled cheese.
Hello! I match the bus!
No you don't, Tyr, you are most definitely wearing an ORANGE sweater.
(I will repeat this often over the next, oh, GENERATION. Even with my magical time-capsule-esque Downloads folder? I don't have a lot of things that are orange. Most of what I have? SOLELY due to the Pookleting craze and my laziness with regards to deleting parts of sets.)
I am SO. HUNGRY.
But, honey, I called you for breakfast just a few minutes ago.
(Yes, this is post-coital HUNGER.)
Look, Sága, there's another blanket right behind you.
They had to try several times before the next pregnancy took. Obviously all of you encouraging me should have been speaking those encourage words to Valhalla and Rocko!
Aw, Val, too late! Your sexin' made you miss the window of pottyportunity!
Man, if life is so hectic now that Val can't change out of her panties into clothes, what's going to happen when baby next arrives?
So, I gave them another mortgage bush because I realized that ISBI kids probably wouldn't survive the social worker if they didn't have an oven. And if I was going into more debt, I might as well give Tyr's room paint and carpet, right?
That was more your doing than Tyr's, Rocko.
The indoctrination is working! Now TYR wants to eat the grilled cheese sandwiches.
Rocko is still autonomously changing diapers. In the small bathroom. Which means I have the dirty ones flying off into some twilight zone. I hope they're really gone and not just ~invisible~.
See Tyr steal his parents' bed.
See Tyr refuse to share a bed with his Dad. WELL, we went into debt to buy you your own bed for a reason, buster!
Granted, we'll soon run out of beds. *worryworry*
Tyr was back in the bed as soon as Rocko was out of it. Note how he doesn't mind sharing it with Val. I don't get it. Rocko should be his bestie from midnight father-son bondtime in his toddlerhood!
I shit you not, ten minutes later, Sága came in to request a diaper change and BAM--empty room.
No, Virgina, Rocko is NOT available. (Though the Creelman matriarch looks eerily like Val, genetics-wise, wouldn't you say?)
Were you lacking some toddler spam?
Why you not tell me how to potty? *BANG*
Well, it's time for them to grow up, anyway. Things are already hectic in this house.
I don't think the girls' beds were bought via mortage. I don't remember anymore.
One grew up well, one grew up MEH.
Skaði seems to be slowly, but surely growing a chin. Thank god.
You know it's early in an ISBI when the children aren't jumping each other immediately.
I'm so glad you came home with me! You can see the fruit of my loins!
Who is that with you? And why do you think it's appropriate timing to grab your junk?!
It's Bronwyn Darwin (stakeit_uk), and I'm starting to be concerned that all of Rocko's "buds" just happen to be blonde women!
Sága's poofy, ridiculous hairdo has grown along with her.
Boo, you suck!
Tyr, be nice to your sister.
I am SO sorry I missed the actual face-plantage here. I wish they'd fall flat on their face more often. Wonder what determines it.
Oh great, just scare the children off their vaccinations.
Vaccines are the medical communities way of mind-controling us!
Skaði, stop it!
Who's a widdle pirate?
(BTW, I suspect Tyr's heir chances have gone down majorly now that I got a good look at the twins.)
Why, Valhalla, pregnancy suits you. Just look at how much bigger your bust is!
Thank you~
Skaði is such an idiot. She just learned how to walk, how could she possibly do a cartwheel?
Since the family still lacks A KITCHEN TABLE AND CHAIRS, the kids eat their muffins standing up. And Rocko gets retribution for bed stealing by making a beeline for the top bunkbed. Your fabulous mohawk does not fit in that space, sir!
NAPPING! *shakes fist*
I spent about 99 of the family's last $200 on a stereo just to wake Sága up.
She really blends into the wall. :/
You know, I distinctly remember you having the ability to prepare food, Rocko. AND the fridge is full of grilled cheese.
I'm glad I married him. He's so hot eating Grilled Cheese.
So many bad decisions here. Playing IN THE STREET. Throwing the ball at your sister's FACE.
What was that for?
Sorry, I thought you didn't suck.
Look who's talking, Ms. Faceplant.
Mommy, I gotta go. Mommy, I gotta go.
YOU CAN HAVE THE TOILET WHEN I'M DONE PLUNGING.
Next on the adding to the house priority list: a second bathroom. They spent two hours going back and forth like this. Tyr doing this pansy wave to shoo Skaði away, and Skaði going "THIS JERK IS BLOCKING THE TOILET."
No hard feelings? (Or, if it was Skaði's idea to play catch, time for revenge?)
I'm more concerned about the trash can. Because I didn't see who knocked it over.
ROCKO CAME HOME FROM WORK~~ Bathroom #2.
I have made a terrible mistake!
What, Val?
Well, why shouldn't I pick random? It's not like I'm cursed with a terrible habit of--
HAVING TRIPLETS IN ISBIS!
We've got a girl, with light skin, VAL'S eyes, and brown hair. Her name is Vár.
A boy, with tan skin, Rocko's eyes, and brown hair. His name is Vili.
What the hell is this?
You inevitable doom, Sága.
And number three is another boy, tan skin, Val's eyes, brown hair, named Vé.
I think we're done having kids.
oh god, val has NO time, we have no money, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I guess they don't understand just how horrible the fact that the number of offspring has doubled within the past hour really is.
I hope you like burnt muffin, Skaði. Cause Val sure as hell doesn't have time to cook for you for the next, oh, five years or so.
Yes, I sent her to work. We HAVE to be able to afford a kitchen table and chairs. It's getting ridiculous. She's set up for a promotion, we'll call the nanny, it'll be fine.
oh who am I kidding? we still haven't done anything to the foundation brick on the last addition yet
Well, now I have an idea how the trash can may have gotten knocked over.
Put that down!
I was just cleaning it up--
No time to clean, get your ass on the bus for your first day of school!
If I left a house in as much HORRIBLE CHAOS as you did the last time you were here, I'd be scared to come back, too!
The first thing she does is take a baby off their bed and put it on the floor. >:|
Hello, dearie, nice weather we're having, isn't it?
I am not paying you to chit-chat with imaginepageant's Felice Wilder! And Felice, I don't care how much Rocko likes blondes, he already has a wife!
Rocko, by the way, is still home. I still don't know his work schedule.
Nanny interrupts Rocko, causing him to put ANOTHER baby on the floor--
To ventrilofart him.
I don't understand! You are actually kind of COMPETANT at the Randolphs', you crazy bitch!
...this is so wrong. :(
BUT, Rocko had to go to work, so she'll have to stay.
I can't see how leaving them alone for a few hours wouldn't actually be a preferable state to this.
Good for you!
He brings home a very oddly-geneticked townie girl.
Cheer up, you can't be on the honor roll on day 1. That's just a progress report.
OMG GUYS
KITCHEN TABLE, HERE WE COME
I waited until Rocko brought more money home. XD
Look, they were able to afford another piece of counter, a trash compactor, a small table, four chairs, and another light! :D :D We're living in luxury now~
Thank god, Rocko. Val had to go straight to bed (she'd gone to work with like 20% energy, seriously), and that baby was keeping up the others.
Isn't it about time you thought about getting married?
Dad, I'm eleven.
GUESS WHAT I ROLLED ON TUESDAY MORNING!
I haven't money cheated in years, literally, and I've never been so excited to do so!
GODDAMN!
~through the magic of you're not actually watching me play, here's the results of our remodel~
Hell yeah, the old master bedroom and bath were removed and they actually have a living room with electronic entertainment!
The wall with the portrait is the line of the original house. I kept the chess table in place. (Yep, I had her repaint her portrait after I took her picture when it was BRIGHTER out.)
The glorious kitchen, with plenty of room to make it awesomer in the future!
And orange bedroom. Maybe for the orange heir someday, but I'm thinking more about Tyr's incoming teenhood.
Oh, who am I kidding, the only person who sleeps in the intended bed is Valhalla and/or toddlers and infants.
A second kid's room with some toys and a dartboard.
Completely other end of the house, but all of the original masterbedroom stuff. And that windowseat is totally the old frontroom couch.
No pics but there are FOUR BATHROOMS NOW. Holy crap, best challenge ever!
And Sága and Skaði got an A+! I ask you, could this day get any better?
Rocko doesn't think so~
Oh wait! Look who decided to grace us with his delightful HOTNESS. Ares Randolph.
IT'S NOT OVER YET, FOLKS!
TRIPLET BIRTHDAY
Timed perfectly, no snags. I haven't had a multiple baby age-up like that (even in a regular legacy) in ages.
Vili!
Vé!
Sorry, Val...one of your daughters was overtaken with the urge to watch a birthday in the middle of taking out the trash. :(
Vár!
So they all now have fun textured hair except for Sága. I don't know how that worked out.
Sexay, Rocko.
However...someone was looking for you...
Aw, he actually pays attention. Most of the time.
On one hand, I was concerned that I had a toddler pass out whilst starving.
On the other hand, I was a little excited that I could finally update my ISBI stats. My priorities are a little skewed.
It's like he expects me to be proud that he actually figured out how to make food this time. At 3am.
Vár is a ginormous whiner.
Apparently, that was the only thing of interest the entire day, because it's now Tyr's birthday~
This is an improvement. I still think all of your other siblings may have you beat on the looks department. So, did you roll up anything interesting?
Well, I LIKE PLEASURE SIMS. Fuck the haters.
Straight. Well there ARE plenty of straight female pixel_trade sims!
Here's his orange-y makeover. Enjoy it. Because I have no teen male pajamas or undies in orange, he (and his brothers when the time comes) will only be orange-y in everyday.
The girls will fare slightly better.
I know you're tired. I haven't let you have a full energy bar since before the triplets were gestating. At least it's all worth it, with your lovely big family, and your husband who delights in all things family--
--what. the. hell?
With Tyr getting older, I was thinking...maybe we should have another baby. Especially since it's going to get quieter around here with the kids being older.
Quieter? Another baby?
Rocko, are you mad?!
Here it is, the complete (I hope) Generations 1 and 2! :D :D
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ISBI STAT TIME~
Torch-Holders(founders/heirs): 1
Perma-Plat Sims: 0
Shrink Visits: 0
Social Bunny Visits: 0
Fires: 0
Self-Wettings: 0
Pass-Outs: 1
Fights: 0
Deaths: 0
Social Worker Visits: 0
Alien Abductions: 0
Miscarriages: 0
College Dropouts: 0
- A STAT CHANGES~~
- Oh, the border color is corresponding to the torchholder, if you were wondering. So when Gen 2's torchholder is crowned, we'll have orange borders, et cetera.
- De-Laurince update next, if I can decide on an heir pair. (hee, rhymes)
Last time, Val began her second pregnancy. The nanny failed a lot. Tyr became a toddler. Rocko stayed up nights being the BEST. DAD. EVER. Our new MEGADUPERCHALLENGE was to be vegetarians. Easypeasy. Val gave birth to twin girls, Sága and Skaði. The nanny failed EVEN MORE. Tyr became a child with an unfortunate face. Sága and Skaði became toddlers. They had to take on a mortgage to buy Tyr a bed. :D
She's not happy that she has a grilled cheese. She's happy Tyr has a grilled cheese.
Hello! I match the bus!
No you don't, Tyr, you are most definitely wearing an ORANGE sweater.
(I will repeat this often over the next, oh, GENERATION. Even with my magical time-capsule-esque Downloads folder? I don't have a lot of things that are orange. Most of what I have? SOLELY due to the Pookleting craze and my laziness with regards to deleting parts of sets.)
I am SO. HUNGRY.
But, honey, I called you for breakfast just a few minutes ago.
(Yes, this is post-coital HUNGER.)
Look, Sága, there's another blanket right behind you.
They had to try several times before the next pregnancy took. Obviously all of you encouraging me should have been speaking those encourage words to Valhalla and Rocko!
Aw, Val, too late! Your sexin' made you miss the window of pottyportunity!
Man, if life is so hectic now that Val can't change out of her panties into clothes, what's going to happen when baby next arrives?
So, I gave them another mortgage bush because I realized that ISBI kids probably wouldn't survive the social worker if they didn't have an oven. And if I was going into more debt, I might as well give Tyr's room paint and carpet, right?
That was more your doing than Tyr's, Rocko.
The indoctrination is working! Now TYR wants to eat the grilled cheese sandwiches.
Rocko is still autonomously changing diapers. In the small bathroom. Which means I have the dirty ones flying off into some twilight zone. I hope they're really gone and not just ~invisible~.
See Tyr steal his parents' bed.
See Tyr refuse to share a bed with his Dad. WELL, we went into debt to buy you your own bed for a reason, buster!
Granted, we'll soon run out of beds. *worryworry*
Tyr was back in the bed as soon as Rocko was out of it. Note how he doesn't mind sharing it with Val. I don't get it. Rocko should be his bestie from midnight father-son bondtime in his toddlerhood!
I shit you not, ten minutes later, Sága came in to request a diaper change and BAM--empty room.
No, Virgina, Rocko is NOT available. (Though the Creelman matriarch looks eerily like Val, genetics-wise, wouldn't you say?)
Were you lacking some toddler spam?
Why you not tell me how to potty? *BANG*
Well, it's time for them to grow up, anyway. Things are already hectic in this house.
I don't think the girls' beds were bought via mortage. I don't remember anymore.
One grew up well, one grew up MEH.
Skaði seems to be slowly, but surely growing a chin. Thank god.
You know it's early in an ISBI when the children aren't jumping each other immediately.
I'm so glad you came home with me! You can see the fruit of my loins!
Who is that with you? And why do you think it's appropriate timing to grab your junk?!
It's Bronwyn Darwin (stakeit_uk), and I'm starting to be concerned that all of Rocko's "buds" just happen to be blonde women!
Sága's poofy, ridiculous hairdo has grown along with her.
Boo, you suck!
Tyr, be nice to your sister.
I am SO sorry I missed the actual face-plantage here. I wish they'd fall flat on their face more often. Wonder what determines it.
Oh great, just scare the children off their vaccinations.
Vaccines are the medical communities way of mind-controling us!
Skaði, stop it!
Who's a widdle pirate?
(BTW, I suspect Tyr's heir chances have gone down majorly now that I got a good look at the twins.)
Why, Valhalla, pregnancy suits you. Just look at how much bigger your bust is!
Thank you~
Skaði is such an idiot. She just learned how to walk, how could she possibly do a cartwheel?
Since the family still lacks A KITCHEN TABLE AND CHAIRS, the kids eat their muffins standing up. And Rocko gets retribution for bed stealing by making a beeline for the top bunkbed. Your fabulous mohawk does not fit in that space, sir!
NAPPING! *shakes fist*
I spent about 99 of the family's last $200 on a stereo just to wake Sága up.
She really blends into the wall. :/
You know, I distinctly remember you having the ability to prepare food, Rocko. AND the fridge is full of grilled cheese.
I'm glad I married him. He's so hot eating Grilled Cheese.
So many bad decisions here. Playing IN THE STREET. Throwing the ball at your sister's FACE.
What was that for?
Sorry, I thought you didn't suck.
Look who's talking, Ms. Faceplant.
Mommy, I gotta go. Mommy, I gotta go.
YOU CAN HAVE THE TOILET WHEN I'M DONE PLUNGING.
Next on the adding to the house priority list: a second bathroom. They spent two hours going back and forth like this. Tyr doing this pansy wave to shoo Skaði away, and Skaði going "THIS JERK IS BLOCKING THE TOILET."
No hard feelings? (Or, if it was Skaði's idea to play catch, time for revenge?)
I'm more concerned about the trash can. Because I didn't see who knocked it over.
ROCKO CAME HOME FROM WORK~~ Bathroom #2.
I have made a terrible mistake!
What, Val?
Well, why shouldn't I pick random? It's not like I'm cursed with a terrible habit of--
HAVING TRIPLETS IN ISBIS!
We've got a girl, with light skin, VAL'S eyes, and brown hair. Her name is Vár.
A boy, with tan skin, Rocko's eyes, and brown hair. His name is Vili.
What the hell is this?
You inevitable doom, Sága.
And number three is another boy, tan skin, Val's eyes, brown hair, named Vé.
I think we're done having kids.
oh god, val has NO time, we have no money, eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
I guess they don't understand just how horrible the fact that the number of offspring has doubled within the past hour really is.
I hope you like burnt muffin, Skaði. Cause Val sure as hell doesn't have time to cook for you for the next, oh, five years or so.
Yes, I sent her to work. We HAVE to be able to afford a kitchen table and chairs. It's getting ridiculous. She's set up for a promotion, we'll call the nanny, it'll be fine.
oh who am I kidding? we still haven't done anything to the foundation brick on the last addition yet
Well, now I have an idea how the trash can may have gotten knocked over.
Put that down!
I was just cleaning it up--
No time to clean, get your ass on the bus for your first day of school!
If I left a house in as much HORRIBLE CHAOS as you did the last time you were here, I'd be scared to come back, too!
The first thing she does is take a baby off their bed and put it on the floor. >:|
Hello, dearie, nice weather we're having, isn't it?
I am not paying you to chit-chat with imaginepageant's Felice Wilder! And Felice, I don't care how much Rocko likes blondes, he already has a wife!
Rocko, by the way, is still home. I still don't know his work schedule.
Nanny interrupts Rocko, causing him to put ANOTHER baby on the floor--
To ventrilofart him.
I don't understand! You are actually kind of COMPETANT at the Randolphs', you crazy bitch!
...this is so wrong. :(
BUT, Rocko had to go to work, so she'll have to stay.
I can't see how leaving them alone for a few hours wouldn't actually be a preferable state to this.
Good for you!
He brings home a very oddly-geneticked townie girl.
Cheer up, you can't be on the honor roll on day 1. That's just a progress report.
OMG GUYS
KITCHEN TABLE, HERE WE COME
I waited until Rocko brought more money home. XD
Look, they were able to afford another piece of counter, a trash compactor, a small table, four chairs, and another light! :D :D We're living in luxury now~
Thank god, Rocko. Val had to go straight to bed (she'd gone to work with like 20% energy, seriously), and that baby was keeping up the others.
Isn't it about time you thought about getting married?
Dad, I'm eleven.
GUESS WHAT I ROLLED ON TUESDAY MORNING!
I haven't money cheated in years, literally, and I've never been so excited to do so!
GODDAMN!
~through the magic of you're not actually watching me play, here's the results of our remodel~
Hell yeah, the old master bedroom and bath were removed and they actually have a living room with electronic entertainment!
The wall with the portrait is the line of the original house. I kept the chess table in place. (Yep, I had her repaint her portrait after I took her picture when it was BRIGHTER out.)
The glorious kitchen, with plenty of room to make it awesomer in the future!
And orange bedroom. Maybe for the orange heir someday, but I'm thinking more about Tyr's incoming teenhood.
Oh, who am I kidding, the only person who sleeps in the intended bed is Valhalla and/or toddlers and infants.
A second kid's room with some toys and a dartboard.
Completely other end of the house, but all of the original masterbedroom stuff. And that windowseat is totally the old frontroom couch.
No pics but there are FOUR BATHROOMS NOW. Holy crap, best challenge ever!
And Sága and Skaði got an A+! I ask you, could this day get any better?
Rocko doesn't think so~
Oh wait! Look who decided to grace us with his delightful HOTNESS. Ares Randolph.
IT'S NOT OVER YET, FOLKS!
TRIPLET BIRTHDAY
Timed perfectly, no snags. I haven't had a multiple baby age-up like that (even in a regular legacy) in ages.
Vili!
Vé!
Sorry, Val...one of your daughters was overtaken with the urge to watch a birthday in the middle of taking out the trash. :(
Vár!
So they all now have fun textured hair except for Sága. I don't know how that worked out.
Sexay, Rocko.
However...someone was looking for you...
Aw, he actually pays attention. Most of the time.
On one hand, I was concerned that I had a toddler pass out whilst starving.
On the other hand, I was a little excited that I could finally update my ISBI stats. My priorities are a little skewed.
It's like he expects me to be proud that he actually figured out how to make food this time. At 3am.
Vár is a ginormous whiner.
Apparently, that was the only thing of interest the entire day, because it's now Tyr's birthday~
This is an improvement. I still think all of your other siblings may have you beat on the looks department. So, did you roll up anything interesting?
Well, I LIKE PLEASURE SIMS. Fuck the haters.
Straight. Well there ARE plenty of straight female pixel_trade sims!
Here's his orange-y makeover. Enjoy it. Because I have no teen male pajamas or undies in orange, he (and his brothers when the time comes) will only be orange-y in everyday.
The girls will fare slightly better.
I know you're tired. I haven't let you have a full energy bar since before the triplets were gestating. At least it's all worth it, with your lovely big family, and your husband who delights in all things family--
--what. the. hell?
With Tyr getting older, I was thinking...maybe we should have another baby. Especially since it's going to get quieter around here with the kids being older.
Quieter? Another baby?
Rocko, are you mad?!
Here it is, the complete (I hope) Generations 1 and 2! :D :D
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ISBI STAT TIME~
Torch-Holders(founders/heirs): 1
Perma-Plat Sims: 0
Shrink Visits: 0
Social Bunny Visits: 0
Fires: 0
Self-Wettings: 0
Pass-Outs: 1
Fights: 0
Deaths: 0
Social Worker Visits: 0
Alien Abductions: 0
Miscarriages: 0
College Dropouts: 0
- A STAT CHANGES~~
- Oh, the border color is corresponding to the torchholder, if you were wondering. So when Gen 2's torchholder is crowned, we'll have orange borders, et cetera.
- De-Laurince update next, if I can decide on an heir pair. (hee, rhymes)