04 October 2014 @ 08:17 pm


Quick recap and then we're getting RIGHT INTO IT!

Last time: the triple heirs moved back into their fancy new house to make with the babies. Only April managed to put a bun in the oven, as Paloma just earned a dead fiance and Drew made out with every woman in a five mile radius who WASN'T Annie. Luckily(?) for Madrine, she was the one person in that update who didn't die from ghost attacks!



We now return to...
~The Miracle of Pregnancy~
April: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK MY BACK



The relationship between mommy and baby is a very special one!
April: U LIL BITCH STOP KICKING ME IN THE KIDNEYS
Drew: *ignores*



And having a healthy breakfast is important when you're eating for two!!



MMMMMMM, SMELLS LIKE DELICIOUS MOLD AND SAMONELLA. Oh well, at least she didn't get food poisoning!



April: FOOD?!?!?!?! :DDDD
Yes.



Hope you like just the one, because SOMEBODY missed 'sharing is caring' in kindergarten class.





In bummer news... werewolves are great to play and all but man, they're perfect murder bait for ghosts. :( So they're going bye-bye!



FREY, WILL YOU EVER DRINK A POTION IN A LESS HOMOEROTIC WAY



WOLF-B-GONE!™ The crisp, refreshing taste your werewolves crave!



Also on the agenda for today: resurrecting Percy, said dead fiance.



Aaaaaand here is where I remember that you can't resurrect young adults in the main neighborhood, and I really don't care enough about Percy to jump through the hoops necessary to rescue him from death's icy grip. Have fun rotting in the backyard!



Annie: GUESS YOU'RE NOT BUSY THEN! WE CAN TALK ABOUT POLLUTION, YAY!
STFU ANNIE. GET OVER HERE AND GET IMPREGNATED ALREADY.



Drew: LOL YOUR FIANCE IS DEAD FOREVER!!!
Although that's easier said than done with Mr. No Social Skills over here. Good thing Paloma's been completely nonchalant about Percy getting killed off.



Drew: HOLY SHIT DON'T YOU KNOW HOW TO JUMP OVER A GOOMBA
Annie: *beep! blorp! bweep!*
Drew: YOU'VE HAD TWENTY-SEVEN YEARS TO FIGURE THIS OUT!!



Being a backseat gamer isn't cute. Especially if you're four and being a little know-it-all asshole. aka me



They may be mildly abusive and stupid, but damn if they aren't cute together!



Drew and Annie: SLURP SLORP SLURP KISS SMACK
Frey: Just grin and bare it... grin and bare it...



Drew: Ahem, how about a little PRIVACY, gramps?
Frey: PALOMA WOULD NEVER!



Frey: BARF! MY EYES!
I don't care, I'm just relieved somebody doesn't want to fuck an in-law.



Annie: Oh, Drew! It's so romantic when you catch me! ♥
Drew: D:<



His pissface might say otherwise, but he didn't drop Annie onto the floor! Progress!



Which means that they get along well enough that I can FINALLY move her in.



Nothing too different about adult Annie. The only stickler points are that she's a total slob and she'll be yet another perpetually unfulfilled romance sim spouse.



Impromptu party time! Which means I get to invite over all the usual suspects, such as Old Fart Julia who you can't see properly.
Frey: WELL I CAN SEE HER AND WOW, YOU'RE WRINKLY AS FUCK
Julia: why did I even show up.



Also visiting is one of the local hot townies that Frey continues to antagonize. WHYYYYYY!



But the TRUE guest of honor at this party is...
SMUSTLE.
MASTER.



Everyone: SMUS-TLE FEEEEEEEEEEE-VER!
Drew: *fails*
DREW! STOP RUINING MY SMUSTLE PICTURE!



Hey, remember a long time ago when I said Frey wouldn't be around to see the end of the legacy? Well....... :(



Frey: *SAD FACE*
DON'T YOU GIVE ME THAT DUMB FACE. I THREW A NICE PARTY JUST FOR YOU, AND NOT EVEN TO CELEBRATE YOUR DEATH. THAT MEANS SOMETHING!



It's unreal, having this one guy be total shit at everything he ever did and yet his death was one of the hardest for me. Good thing I didn't cry, because I would NEVER live that down... but I was still really, really sad to see him go. Bye, honey! :(



The only appropriate sendoff.



Random lady: So he throws a party and then just DIES at the end? What a snore.
Wade: *ANRGY HATELUST???*
Annie: Hey, you know what? Food... smells good! Another astute observation!
April: Oh noooooooo! GRANDPA!
So the percentage of people here who actually cared is around... 5%? Maybe?



Poor April was just devastated. She shed a lot more tears than I thought she was going to. D:



If only Frey had hung on for another day! He very narrowly missed the birth of his great-grandchild.



And while he managed to get the whole tiki party death dealie, he didn't actually get a platinum grave. Geez, "so close and yet so far" was really the motto of his whole life.



Drew has to go cry outside in the dark like any real manly man would do.



Fae: OH THANK GOD, HE'S FINALLY DEAD. HUG ME, DREW!
SURPRISING REACTION, YES?



Well, I think the festivities should be focused less on Frey's corpse and more on THIS. OHHHHHHH YES. Strap on your party hats, motherfuckers.

Are you ready? Then please welcome...



~*~GENERATION TEN!!!!!~*~



IT'S THE CIIIIIIIIRCLLLLLLLE.... THE CIIIIIIRCLE OF LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE! ♪

(okay, I'm done)



The fabled gen ten baby is a girl named Sable, who has Opal's hair and eyes! With her birth, I'm technically done with the legacy... but I won't officially end it until I send the kids off to college or hell or whatever awaits end-of-the-legacy sims. So there's still a bit of life left in this thing!



April: Well, that was fun. Laters!
Sable: Wait, are you leaving me here? Mom? MOM? MOM??



Fae: YOU MEAN THIS SHIT ISN'T OVER YET
Nope! It's only just getting started! MUAHAHAHAHA!



I'd believe Fae's jadedness if she wasn't instantly hit by the grandparent spell and now wants everything to do with babies.



As for these two? Baby chimes, FINALLY. It only took like five whole tries to get her knocked up.



I'm putting the blame for that squarely on her choice of sexy bedroom talk.



Paloma: Oh god, what is that STENCH?



Sable: Oh, that would be me, sorry about that. No bowel control and all! So, maybe someone could come pick me up and change--



Sable: --ARE YOU BITCHES HAVING A BIRTHDAY PARTY
Why yes! It's time for Orion to join the Old Fart Club himself!



Siiiiigh, he looked so adorable here that it was hard to let him age up! But he looks almost exactly the same as an elder so no biggie.



Everyone: DEAR GOD, THE SMELL BLEARGH
And there's Sable's contribution to the party! Happy birthday!



Fae: Congrats on staying a hot piece of ass!
ORION AND FAE, HOTTIE SENIOR CITIZEN POWER COUPLE!



Hours later and the baby still isn't changed? oic.



Solution? Just make Grandpa take care of it!
Sable: SOMEDAAAAAAAAAAY MY CHANGE WILL COOOOOOOOOOOME~



Don't worry Orion, I'll help you out here. Here's a hint - horrible poop smell coming from the baby means you CHANGE it.



Hi, Lace! Looks like she isn't too happy about biting it in the kitchen. :(



Good thing pleading for his dead wife makes Drew inappropriately SMILEY!



Paloma: Uh huh, yeah, this is really interesting-- hold on, gotta take this. Hello?
Pictured: my irl reaction to every death now



Stupid Annie gets to live another day!



Sable: PISSED YOURSELF? YEAH, JOIN THE CLUB, PAL.



Somehow they stopped being attacked by vengeful spirits long enough to have a fun gaming session together.



THEY ARE SO CUTE. GOD I KNOW I'M GONNA REGRET HAVING TRIPLE HEIRS BUT I LOVE ALL THREE OF THEM.



This guy here is Phillip. He's some random dude who Paloma happens to like, and his blond hair means he's been bumped up to Percy-Replacement status.



Annie: HmmmMMMMMMmmmm... I think someone is bumpin' uglies back there.
Okay... BUT WHY ARE YOU IN HER ROOM THO.



Not that it matters, because they have to go put their clothes back on to 'network'.



She's got the baby bump! Time for the anti-bastard child ceremony!



Drew: Annie, will you do me the favor of becoming my wife so I can stop smiling like this?



Annie: Ohmigosh! Drew, you shouldn't have!



Annie: You really, REALLY shouldn't have. NO.



Drew: BAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWW
Annie: I mean, really. Who does this chump think he is?
HE'S YOUR FUTURE HUSBAND UNFORTUNATELY, NOW TAKE THE RING ALREADY



Paloma: Wow, it was so romantic when you gave me warehouse product samples before we had wild, crazy sex! ♥



Paloma: Now hows'bout you move in?!
Phillip: NO NO NO NO NO
Wow, I'm just not having anything go right today, am I? ):



Well, on a better note.... Drew changed a diaper.... on his own??



AND PUT THE BABY BACK INTO THE CRIB? Stop the presses. This man is a genius.



Fae made the mistake of using the telescope while evil murdercat Vivi was on the loose.



Of course, April has to get sniped right after saving her. GOD, THIS FUCKING CAT.



Vivi: Hiya, kids! It's me, Vivi! Just letting you know I've dedicated myself to claiming the souls of the innocent. Hail Satan™!



IT'S SABLE'S BIRTHDAY!! Now she can do something other than screaming for about six hours straight before finally passing out.



And she is sooooooo adorable! ;O; I'm SO happy she got Opal's eyeshape! That nose is either Opal's or April's, I'm not really sure. In any case, she's cute as a button.



Sable: Probably shouldn't bother, but... food?
April: YOU MEAN YOU DON'T WANT CAKE? WOW YOU ARE SO DEMANDING



Sable: Baaaaawwwwwwwww!
Ah well, it was worth a shot.



Orion keeps rolling wants to spy on his neighbors like a creeper, so he's starting to accumulate a steady stream of enemies who break into the house to yell at him about it.



Neighbor: THAT'S SO CREEPY AND WEIRD!!! ZOMG!!!
Orion: BOOHOOHOOHOOOOO



Oh please. Orion can't even pretend he's sorry. lmao.



Drew: SOUNDS LIKE A GREAT TIME FOR ANOTHER PROPOSAL!
Annie: Omigosh omigosh! Yes, I accept!



So what changed this time? Hell if I know. Perhaps the deranged neighbor storming into the house was the missing touch this engagement needed.



Orion: Congratulations on the engagement! I am definitely, definitely, DEFINITELY not jealous about this at all!



MEANWHILE: a riveting courtship ritual via chess.



Hey, maybe angry neighbors ARE the secret! Phillip finally agreed to move in!

And now, photographic evidence as to why I already hate him:



On his first night of work, he gets fired.



And then has a breakdown in the front yard. I expect only good things coming from him!



Sable: Philip?
Phillip: NOT NOW SWEETHEART, MR. VOLLEYBALL IS REASSURING ME ABOUT THE JOB MARKET!



Sable: PHILIP CHANGE MY DIRTY DIAPER OR I'LL SOCK YOU
Phillip: NO, I NEED TO HAVE AN EXISTENTIAL CRISIS OVER MY CAREER! GOD!!!



Oh, Sable... you could've been the well-loved gen ten baby of another legacy, but not here! Good luck, kid!

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THANKS SO MUCH FOR READING TEN WHOLE GENERATIONS!! 8D See you next time!
 
 
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