The Flora Legacy: 1.1
Welcome to the beginning of the Flora Legacy! I used to have some other legacies, but my entire game crashed and I had to re-install EVERYTHING. So I decided to start new, with a fun and crazy founder. That said, let's meet her:
Everyone, meet your founder. Hello Bluebell!
Bluebell: Hello Everyone!
She has to be one of my favorite founders ever. She's crazy and silly and very vocal. Well, you'll see. Oh and underneath the blue hair, she's a blond. And I have no idea how she got that LTW, isn't that a Fortune LTW?
Bluebell: DAAAAAMN, I look good!
This is her starter shack. It's a little better than most because I started her with a 4x4 (my game can't handle 5x5). I'm sure you'll figure this out soon, but Bluebell likes the color blue.
And inside. BLUE EVERYWHERE.
Bluebell: Alright! It's like a giant smurf exploded in here! SWEET!
Bluebell: Man, I am SO EXCITED to start this legacy, I'm doing the running man!
Bluebell: I are serious painter.
That's nice, but I'm stopping you so you can find a job. Unfortunately, the athletic career wasn't in there, so she had to go find something else to do.
Bluebell: OMG!
Me: What?
Bluebell: THEY SAID PENIS! *gigglesnort*
Me: *rolls eyes*
Bluebell: I are NOT serious cook. *pouts*
She doesn't seem to mind that her food is burnt to a crisp. In fact she ate the whole thing without a single gagging face.
And now, a series I like to call: BLUEBELL DANCES
Uh oh!
Ooof.
Me: You alright there?
Bluebell: Heh, yeah.
Bluebell: This is what my man is going to do to me!
Me: Really?
Bluebell: YEEEEAH, BABY! GRRRROWL.
Bluebell: Does my hair look good?
Me: Yep.
Bluebell: Good. Because I'm going to find a MAN.
Bluebell: How 'bout him?
Me: NO. Just no.
Immediately after arriving at Rodney's hideout, we spot THIS tasty morsel of manhood. Bluebell immediately rushes over. His name is Jack Parker, by the way.
Bluebell: I'm not wearing a blue hat, you know! It's my hair. I dyed it.
Me: *facepalm*
Great opener, Bluebell.
Jack: Be with me, baby, and I'll give you DIAMONDS.
Bluebell: Hmmmm, diamonds you say?
We interrupt your regularly scheduled programming for a hottie walk-by. Mmmm. Please to be joining my legacy soon, kthnx bye.
Bluebell: Oooh baby you are SO hawt.
Jack: Your full face makeup freckles really turn me on!
Bluebell: Knock knock.
Jack: Who's there?
Bluebell: Atch.
Jack: Atch who?
Bluebell: Sorry, I didn't know you had a cold.
....
Bluebell: LOLOLOLZ!
Jack: LULZ! HAHAHAHAHA!
Me: *facepalm*
Bluebell was about to go home to the lag-free safety of her tiny home when I spotted THIS fine specimen of a man at the bar. Yum. Bluebell went to say hello. You know, just in case and all.
On the way out, she walked by a table of hotties! I LOVE my new CAS replacements and townie generating. *remembers all for future legacies*
Me: Hey, who're you talking to, Bluebell?
Bluebell: No one.
...
Bluebell: OK IT'S JACK!!!11!!1 OMG!1!1!!!
Bluebell: I look so hot talking on the phone.
Me: Yeah, you do.
Ok, so anyway she talked to him on the phone FOREVER. I mean FOREVER. They even became friends.
And he STILL rejected her for a date! :(
She went to bed a bit depressed, and dreamed sexy dreams of hawt Jack.
And hottie bartender too. You know, just in case.
Me: Sleep well?
Bluebell: Yeah... *yawn* I had this amazing dream. There was body oil, and hot fudge, and strawberries...
Me: Er, that's alright. I don't need details.
Bluebell invited hottie Jack over for a date and he said yes.
Awww.
Bluebell: *underbreath* You will be MINE.
Jack: Huh?
Bluebell: N-nothing! I didn't say anything at all. *cackles maniacally*
Yay for dual-crushing.
We interrupt this episode of "How Awesome Bluebell is at Dating" to bring you.... ONE SCARY ASS MAILMAN! EEEK! EVERYONE RUN. HIDE YOUR CHILDREN!
Ok, back to your regular program. They're all sweetness and apple pie.
Bluebell: *thinks* He's almost mine, biotches!
Bluebell: We are SO, like BFFS for LIFE!
Jack: Heh. YEAH!
Me: Hey, what's that?
Bluebell: He loves me! DUH.
Me: Bluebell, you're so pretty.
Bluebell: Yeah, I know. But thanks!
Bluebell: Mmmm I love his genes. I mean, I love HIM. Yeah that's what I mean. Mmmm.
Bluebell: Psst. This is the part where I seduce him!
Bluebell: See!
Woohooing = Dream Date. Yes!
Oh yes, I'm sure she can't see you. She's too busy thinking about how great the sex was.
And now: BLUEBELL'S STEPS FOR SECURING YOUR FUTURE SAFETY
STEP ONE: Snog your man silly.
STEP TWO: Find out how much money he has.
STEP THREE: If its anything more than one $? Uh, ask him to move in! DUH!
STEP FOUR: (Optional, but highly recommended). Shag him immediately after so he doesn't change his mind.
Used the money Jack brought in to redo the shack.
TADA! Still blue, of COURSE.
And it's time for you to all meet Jack Parker future sperm donor. He AND Bluebell somehow have a Fortune LTW even though she's romance and he's knowledge. He's hot, though.
Bluebell: So... now that I've manipulated convinced you to move in, it's time that you sperminate me. Er, *cough* I mean, let's have a baby!
Jack has a lot of creativity points, so I have him paint Bluebell's portrait.
Bluebell: Man, I'm feeling so odd. I wonder if this has anything to do with shagging Jack?
Me: Yes. Yes it does.
Teh pretty!
Bluebell: *gags* Blech. What IS this! I didn't sign up for this crap!
Me: Er, weren't you the one who was just telling Jack that you wanted a baby.
Bluebell: *blinks* Noooooo?
Jack goes to work in a SWEET car. He's a Freelance Web Designer. Even though his LTW is in Athletics like Bluebell, that job hasn't come up yet and besides we could use the money.
Bluebell takes the opportunity to call the bartender. You know, just in case. ;)
Jack's dancing.
He is FIERCE, baby. Haha. God I'm starting to hate that radio though. It's ALWAYS on and they're constantly dancing.
And now, a quick run-through of Bluebell's pregnancy. (Nothing interesting happened in between for some reason! That, or I missed some caps.)
FIRST POP!
SECOND POP! (I find it interesting that she transitioned into a blue maternity outfit all by herself.)
Bluebell: Uh, hey, Sim!God?
Me: Yeah?
Bluebell: OMG IT HUUUUUUURTS!
Jack: WHY ME?!?!?!?! WHYYYYYYY!
Bluebell: WHY YOU? THERE'S A BOLLING BALL TRYING TO FORCE ITS WAY OUT OF ME YOU BASTARD! I HATE YOU!!!!
And with that lovely bit of language, we'll leave you hanging on the edge of your seats until next time.
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