The La Force Legacy: Generation 3, Ch. 6 + Heir Poll
Hhhhhnnnngg. I can't think of anything to say.
Really I think it's because I'm too sick to actually form a rational thought, so forgive me if none of this makes any sense. /hacks up a lung.
Aaand I'll leave you with that tasty visual. Enjoy! (:
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IN THE LAST CURIOUSLY STRONG EPISODE OF THE LA FORCE LEGACY:
Meg the Evil Simbot joined the family. Mario La Force was born, and later aged from baby, to toddler, to child. The La Force family relocated to Barnacle Bay. Meg both harassed Nolan and attempted to corrupt little Mario. The backyard got a makeover, and a few members of the family became minor celebrities. Go!
This chapter begins with Nolan’s Adult birthday. With Meg creeping in the background, of course.
Meg: “Yes, yes, your sparkling is pleasing to the eye. Now bend over. Oh.. oh yes.”
Meg: “FUCK NOTICE ME.”
Nolan: “...I don’t think I’m comfortable sparkling around you anymore.”
All the while, Ecruteak was out on the job, dusting for prints on a suspiciously empty fishbowl.
Ecruteak: “It just doesn’t add up. One day, Goldy the goldfish is swimming around happily in his brand new fishbowl, and the next, he’s nowhere to be found. Old lady who owns him said he ran away. But something about her story makes me suspect that foul play was involved...”
Back on the home front, the scantily-clad paparazzo was making her second appearance, this time with a camera.
At least she was photographing something mildly interesting.
Nolan: “Mildly interesting? Shredding on my guitar is mildly interesting?!”
Scantily-CladPap: “Ah well, I’m sure this story will be mildly interesting. Better than last week when we ran that article on watching the paint dry on various celebrities’ newly remodeled mansions.”
Nolan: “..Screw you all.”
Padmé’s back at painting portraits of the family. Funny thing about Padmé is, when we first moved here, she was close to a hundred days old. But after a few days in Barnacle Bay, she reverted back to about 70-75 days old. The weirdest thing about this is that everybody else stayed their original age. Padmé didn’t have any life fruit on her, either. Ecruteak did, but she’s the only one. Hmmmm. Either way, I’m calling this a pleasant glitch. I’m glad Padmé will be around for a while longer that she was intended to be. (:
Anyway, she finished both Ecruteak’s and Nolan’s portrait. I’m thinking she might have to redo Nolan’s though, as his portrait doesn’t resemble him in the slightest. xD
Time flew by and it was already time for the twins’ eighteenth birthday! Peach was up first.
Peach: “Mario, please control your girlfriend. Her hand is dangerously close to my ass.”
Mario: “Funny, because in the last chapter, Meg seemed more like your girlfriend, darling sister.”
Bowser: “OUCH, burned by our kid brother! That’s gotta hurt.”
Meg: “You are all incorrect in your assumptions. My affections belong to your paternal unit, Master Nolan.”
Peach+Mario+Bowser: *collective awkward silence*
Daisy joined her sister within moments.
Peach: *forever scarred by the image Meg etched into her brain*
Daisy: *also scarred thanks to that twin telepathy the girls have going on*
<333 HUZZAH, awkward La Force adolescence is over! I think Peach is gorgeous in a unique sort of way. Anyway, she aged up with Schmoozer as her final trait. Her LTW is Fashion Phenomenon.
Peach’s first act as an adult? Some quality time with Mr. Horsie, of course. She’s really beginning to remind me of Shiloh. (‘:
Daisy grew into her looks as well. She received Party Animal for her fifth and final trait, and her LTW is Superstar Actor.
Later on that evening, who should Ecruteak run into but Barnacle Bay’s very own Dude La Mer. Reminded me of flowne_lytehart ’s Rainbow Legacy immediately. :D
Ecruteak: “So.. pretty sweet that we both have ‘La’s in our names.”
Dude: “Totally, brah.”
Ecruteak: “And we both have some pretty crazy hairstyles.”
Dude: “WHOA MAN, whoa. Now you’re just freakin’ me out.”
And look, the scantily-clad paparazzo lady was there! I can see the tabloid magazines now: WIFE OF MODERATELY FAMOUS MUSIC TALENT SCOUT CHATS UP SURFER DUDE DUDE. OH THE SCANDAL.
Later still, Anakin made his first appearance as a ghost. Still in reaper training, eh buddy?
Anakin: “Well no shit, it’s not like I can skip on over to Reaping Souls 101 at ASU (Afterlife State University) and take a class. No, I gotta learn from the Grim Reaper himself! That shit’s hard!”
Alright, alright, you’ve made your point-
Anakin: “Wait, wait- I have one more. Bitch, I can’t just flip open Reaping Souls For Dummies! That shit doesn’t exist!”
For the rest of the evening, Anakin just hovered above Shiloh’s grave. I hope sometime they both decide to haunt at the same time, because I can tell these two really miss each other.
Peach got herself a job in the stylist career early the next morning.
At the same time, Meg was going through another one of her bouts of rage and destroyed Mario’s dollhouse.
Meg: “Master Mario is an evil little being. He has no use for trivial things such as dollhouses. DESTROY. DESTROY. D-D-D-DESTROY.”
..Meg never ceases to terrify me. o__o
Peach headed off to her first day on the job as a stylist. This is hilarious because they make her wear probably thee ugliest outfit I have ever seen.
Peach: “Seriously! I feel like a moderately fancy lizard in this old thing.”
Because she didn’t have any clients her first day, Peach spent most of her time either shooting the breeze with her co-workers or bragging about her semi-famous father to any celebrity who will listen. So much like her mother in that way.
Peach: “My dad is Nolan La Force. Y’know, THE Nolan La Force.”
TattooArtist: “...Who?”
CelebInBraids: “Yeah, I think I know him. Isn’t he the mailman for the Caliente sisters?”
TattooArtist: “No, I think I know him now. He’s the butler for the Inkbeards, right?”
Peach: “HAHAHA, very funny, guys! You know, my dad, Nolan La Force, world famous music talent scout..?”
CelebInBraids: “Never heard of him.”
TattooArtist: “Doesn’t ring a bell.”
Peach: “...I’ll just go die in a corner now.”
Back at home, it was time for a certain evil child to become a teenager.
Mario: “OH THE BODY HAIR.”
lolol lame puberty jokes never get old for me. Also, sorry Mario, no body hair until Generations.
This kid! It’s like he never runs out of evil smirks and diabolical eyebrows. Anyway, Mario aged up with Perceptive as his fourth trait, and, if I might add, quite cute. <33 Tell me you don’t love his shirt. I dare ya. :D
Mario: “If I thought I could raise some hell as a child, then just IMAGINE the chaos I could create now! The evil deeds are endless.”
I don’t know which dumbass left their food unattended in the oven, but when I find out, they’re getting their ass BEAT.
Bowser: “THIS IS MY NIGHTMARE!”
The real Bowser wouldn’t have screamed like a little girl at the sight of fire. The real Bowser has a whole castle built around lava. -_-
Padmé felt the exact opposite about fire as her grandson did. Being a daredevil, she had always wanted to be in a fire. So as soon as the oven caught fire, Padmé skipped on over there as fast as she could. And, surprise of all surprises, Meg ended up saving the day in the end, much to Padmé’s dismay.
Padmé: “Aww, and it was just about to engulf the entire kitchen in flames!”
Luckily, Bowser ended up okay in the end. He just sported one of his many geeky smiles.
Bowser: “I’m not smiling, I’m trying to ignore the fact that my father is outside in his underwear. Talking to Mom. In his underwear. Where anything could pop up. Anything at all, for the whole world to see..”
..I sense some innuendo here.
Bowser: “Rhymes with donor. As in, whenever Dad sees Mom, he becomes an organ donor. Or gets a boner, whichever happens first.”
..Yeah. Ecruteak has raised some mighty strange children this generation.
All the excitement with the fire had Padmé’s adrenaline pumping. She’d been wanting to get a tattoo for some time now, and I finally obliged.
Padmé: “Listen good, missy. I want a swirly little thing to go around my forearm- I said my forearm. That’s my shoulder. Forearm. Shoulder. Two very different things- oh, you’re finished already?”
Padmé: “..How the hell did you do that?!”
TattooArtist: “HAHAHAHA! You so thought I was gonna tattoo your shoulder.”
Padmé: “Well yes, mostly because that’s where you had your needle pressed against. Tch. Young people these days.”
Back at home, Bryce’s ghost was taking advantage of the family hot tub...
...While Anakin’s ghost broke the sink. Super scaaary, boys.
Anakin: “Dear Satan, what have I done?! My family may never have another sink again! What if this was the last sink on earth? NO- the universe! SHIT’S GONNA GO DOWN.”
Like I said at the beginning of this generation, Anakin only gets crazier better with age. Naturally, he makes an awesome ghost.
Bryce soon tired of soaking his ectoplasm in the hot tub, instead opting for a chance to totally freak out his grandsons.
Bowser: “I have school in the morning, Grandpa! You’ve been standing in my bed for nearly an hour now! Please, let me sleep!”
Bryce: “Not even so much as an ‘eek’? You young people just don’t fright as easy anymore. I remember when I was a kid, I appreciated the horrifyingly awful apparitions I saw..”
Mario: *is fiendishly delighted* "There's just something about seeing my dead loved ones that puts a spring in my step."
The next morning...
Mario: “Are you enjoying your leftover cake, brother?”
Bowser: “Um... yeah? Y’know Mario, you can call me Bowser. It is my name, after all.”
Mario: “Right, right. Bowser. Well, Bowser, enjoy your cake! that I’ve conveniently laced with laxatives that cause explosive diarrhea See you!
Bowser: “...Wut.”
The rest of the day was spent skilling. Mario worked on his homework at some kid’s house...
Mario: “Fuckin’ linear and collinear bullshit...” *mumblegrumble*
...While Peach worked on some sketches for her portfolio.
Later that evening, Bowser was once again plagued by one of the many spirits that haunt the family’s house. Only this time, it was his great grandmother.
Bowser: “WHAT IS WITH MY DEAD RELATIVES’ SUDDEN OBSESSION WITH ME?!”
Shiloh: “Jeez, someone has an ego. Sorry to disappoint you kid, I’m only here for your toys.”
Our legacy founder, ladies and gentlemen. <3
The next morning I found Meg up to her usual hi-jinks: repeatedly flirting with Nolan and repeatedly being rejected by Nolan. But then things got a little weird.
Nolan flirted BACK.
O__O
Nolan: “Your hair is so shiny... what kind of product do you use?”
Meg: “Oil, of course. Is that not what everyone else uses? Take me, Master Nolan, TAKE ME NOW.”
WHOA KAY I’M STOPPING THIS BEFORE IT GETS WEIRDER WHATTHEFUCK. *directs Nolan to go do something somewhat productive for a change*
Out on the job, Peach finally received her first client.
Peach: “Gurl, that shirt is SO two generations ago.”
Gurl: “You’re so right. MAKE ME PRETTY.”
Peach: “I’ll try, but it won’t be easy. You okay with still having a giant ass?”
Gurl: “Of course! It’s my best asset. Getit? Ass-et. Ha. Hahahaa.”
Peach: “If you could just not talk for a while, that would be fabulous.”
Gurl: “The hell is this? I look like a skank! A giant, grape-colored skank!”
OtherGurlInBeige: “I for one thought it was an improvement.”
Peach: “Glad someone does.”
I thought I’d had the last of Meg’s creepiness (at least for the day) until she started to actually watch Ecruteak and Nolan flirt. .__.
Nolan: “You’re so sexy in your red trench coat..”
Ecruteak: “Oh, Nolan, you’re- Meg? Do you.. need something?”
Meg: “Oh, no, do not mind me. Just pretend I am not even here. Proceed.”
Ecruteak: “Well, like I was saying.. I was thinking after the kids go off to bed tonight, we could try out the hot tub..”
Nolan: “Y’know, I was thinking the same thing..” (;
Meg: “Oh. Ohhh Yes. That is right. Ooohh. Now make out.”
Ecruteak+Nolan: *awkward*
Meg: *forever alone*
On a less creepy note, Bowser brought home this beauty from school today. lol@Bowser looking like he’s tripping up the stairs behind her, silly clumsy sims. XD I’m hoping either Bowser or Mario hooks up with her, because this family could use some ~color.
I say either because today is Bowser’s eighteenth birthday, and unless Fawn (that’s her name) ages up, he’ll be too old for her for the time being. But you knew that. Anyway!
Bowser: “Maybe now I’ll finally stop being awkward! Maybe I’ll be devilishly handsome like Mario!”
I don’t know about the second half of that sentence, but there’s always hope! XD Jk Bowser, you know I got lurv for youuuu. <3
And hope there is! Seems like Bowser’s kept some of the awkward charm we know and love, but added some sexified manliness in there as well. Or maybe it’s just his chinstrap beard. Either way, he’s cute. <3 Bowser’s fifth and final trait is Commitment Issues, and his LTW is Master Romancer. You heard me. I thought it’d be funny, since he’s so adorably awkward. xD
Just as I predicted, Mario swooped in on Fawn now that Bowser was momentarily out of the picture.
Mario: “What would you say if I told you I was named after a short, chubby, Italian-American fictitious plumber?”
Fawn: “I’d say, ‘That is an absolutely terrible pickup line. Let’s dance instead’.”
Mario: “Fair enough.”
The next day, I had all the kids pile in Padmé’s car (don’t ask me how that worked) to have a night out. These guys deserve a party.
But when they got to the club, they found it virtually empty.
Daisy: “Well. This kind of blows.”
Bowser+Mario: *staring obsessively towards the bathrooms for some reason*
Peach: “Well I don’t give a shit, I’m dancing anyway.”
And dance she did. Really cute/lame like, might I add. :3
Mario had his daily episode of evil cackling.
Mario: “If there were people here, I would SO spike their drinks with various drugs! Ha. Hahaha. Muaha. Muahaha! MUAHAHAHAAHAH!”
Daisy: *backs away slowly*
Bowser tried out his newfound manliness by ordering something to eat.
Bowser: “See this counter? There better be a platter of chicken wings on it in a few minutes. What? No, of course I’ll pay. I just want my chicken wings. Here. Soon. Or else. And stuff.”
Hey, someone not related to the La Forces walked in! Apparently she was trying to help Bowser get a head start on his LTW.
RandomLady: “I wanna get close to you, big boy.”
Bowser: “I think your arm through my shoulder is close enough, thanks.”
Bowser: “And this? Not really much better.”
Mario: *cough* “BOWSERHASAROCKETINHISPOCKET.” *cough*
While all that was going on, Daisy preferred to spend her time talking to some sort of pirate celebrity. That’s basically all she did the whole night. Getting a head start on her LTW too, I suppose.
That brings us to the uneventful end to this chapter. But there is good news! Ladies and gentlemen, IT’S HEIR POLL TIIIIIIIME!
WHO
WILL
YOU
CHOOSE?
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