silvereriena | The Skittles Legacy 6.3 (Reply)

So, it's been a while, eh? I apologize. I got The Sims Medieval and I've been hooked on that for a bit. :P
I've also been a bit put off by livejournal due to the amount of spam comments I've been getting, as I'm sure everyone else has. It just ticked me off and I really didn't feel like posting anymore if I was going to get spammed.

Anyway, we left off with the birth of the first girl this generation and the death of Mr. Candyfloss (Maxis rest his soul).

Mr. Candyfloss' death has caused Raisin to talk about his own mortality. Probably needs to unload all of his fears of being old.

But apparently, the way he's going about it has his grandson a mite disturbed. Are you talking about the myriads of ghosts and how you'll become one, Raisin?

Speaking of, Amor makes an appearance and—Geebus, stop scaring the old people in the house!

Look! LOOK AT THAT DERPFACE! That settles it! Hubba Bubba is definitely heir, with that face!

WTF, Joe. I'm pretty sure you're being a stalker now, not the Skittles. I wouldn't be surprised if Raisin backed into him on purpose.

Nanny:Damn, my boss is fug

HEY—Well, she ain't wrong. That bad makeover from college is tatooed to her face. :|

Well, Casey still manages to make a successful career even with her scaryface so... more power to her, I guess.

Just so you know, we still have a baby in the house. Only reason I still have a nanny around.

Chompoo decides that eating a grilled cheese sandwich has built up his physique... What kind of studying do you do all day, boi?

Good to see you still fail at this, m'dear.

Grimmy: Look behind you, yo.

D8 RAISIN NOOOOOOO

Raisin Skittles
Knowledge Sim
LTW: Become Media Magnate (Achieved)
Child: Oceane
Grandchildren: Chompoo, Hubba Bubba and Rosarot

RIP, you ex-piece of jailbait.

As much as I ragged on Joe for perving on my the underage Sims in this family, he really did love Raisin. It's very sad. :'( I was moved to almost a tear.

Then Hubba Bubba decided that since everyone was gathered around the living room over Grandpa's urn anyway, this was the perfect time for him to grow up.

If it's not dreadlocks, it's cornrows. I have the feeling these Sims won't let me alone about their preferred coiffure.

Here is our pinkified heir-to-be! I'm off at my mumsie's right now and completely forgot to bring my notebook with my Simstats in it. [Will be added later]

He... He just sits there on his bed by himself, waiting for his nightly woohoo. I—I can't.... TT

Someone was at work when their Dad passed into the great Sim beyond. It's been two hours and she refuses to get inside the house. Grief is rampant right now. :<

Here's a bit of good news: the last baby in the house is also growing up! Spread the cheer, little child! Wipe those tears away with your adorable green eyes!

EEEEEEEEH! She's so precious and adorable and no I don't have her stats! I think they may be similar to Chompoo's. I shall record once I'm playing my game! *eyeglint*

Shrinking away from her mother's scary clown face? Can't say I blame her.

But she squees with delight in front of her great-auntie's fanged grin. I thought I told Plum to stay away from the children! D<

I'm not quite sure why I took this photo anymore... Well, unless they're cheering over the fact that they're moving to a new house. Yes, it's that time in a legacy's life!

BEHOLD! MARVEL AT MY SUBPAR BUILDING SKILLS! Complete with middle-of-the-house jacuzzi and little gravel road.

Here's a picture of the study just because I was so proud of it. :> Now if I could download a bottle of whiskey with some glasses, it'd be perfect.

I sent Plum off to live with her siblings because I felt it was time she move on to greener pastures, so to speak. In her stead is the Servo she built which I've put off switching on until now.

Do the honours, Chompoo.

Servo: Who am I? What is this? WHAT IS LIFE?
Chompoo: I like this bot already.

Rosarot gets so little airtime, bless her little heart. I'm just so happy to have boys in the house that I forget about her cuteness half the time. I know I have sinned!

Servo (whose name I have completely forgotten) doesn't hold anything back and puts the moves on the recently widowed Joe. He's having none of it, sir. He's still grieving!

You are your mother's son, aren't you? I'm so proud! *sniffs*

Look, we have family visiting! Mandarine has one of her frequent breakdowns in front of the house, but what else is new? At this time, she's the crazy catless lady of the town.

Crimson: I figured I should get her out of the house for a bit. I was getting tired of her floursack sprinkling all over our living room.

Servo: Hello, madam. I understand you are sort of a matriarch for this family. It is very good to meet you.
Mandarine: Oh, a robot, charming!

Mandarine: Look, Gustave! It's a robot! You've always wanted a robot, didn't you? Didn't youuuuuu?

Mandarine: HE'S SO HAPPY LOOK AT HIM

You and everyone else, Servo. She's that crazy old aunt no one wants around but invites to family gatherings out of necessity.

Crimson: YOU SEE WHAT I HAVE TO LIVE WITH!? SHE'S TURNING MY HEADLEAVES BROWN!

Um... I didn't make you do that, Joe.

I...

:|

Let's scoot along to him being a great grandpa. I'm actual feeling a little bit betrayed, Joe, ngl.

What's this? Hubba Bubba, you're paying for a date? ...
Fiiiine, I made him do it. We have so much cash to blow right now I feel bad just accumulating more. And that's after having built the new house.

I don't know what his name is, so we'll just name him First Kiss, since that's all he'll be to Hubba Bubba down the line.

Things go well, as they should with $5000. I can't believe that old woman doesn't have a giant villa in Rio about now.

There we go. He's got nothing to complain about now that he's got a boytoy.

First love... only to be scared out of your bloomers by an ancestral spirit.

Going back to the original legacy house, we see that even Tiger is starting to get impatient with his less-than-there sister.

Crimson: That's it! I can't take this anymore!

D: Crimson! Where are you going?

Oh, phew! She just went to get a puppy. Mayhap this will bring cheer in the household?

But wait, who is this delightful child making her way to the house? o.o

Why, it's Mandarine's new adopted daughter! I had her get a kid finally so she would snap out of her babycrazy funk. Marigold, welcome to the Skittles household!

Meanwhile, it seems that Joe's continued rejections has taken its toll on Servo, who seeks solace elsewhere. Look away, Rosarot. This is gonna get awkward.

Really, now. Kissing an imaginary bunny. I hope you're proud of yourself.

It's birthday time!

In pink, of course. What kind of pink generation can't have one pink-crazy girl?

Joe, are you giving in? And in your granddaughter's bedroom while she's sleeping!? D8

I have to say, this is a little odd. I mean, not that he can't find love after Raisin's death, but that he's decided right then and there in front of a sleeping Rosarot.

Autumn: I DISAPPROVE OF THIS RELATIONSHIP D<

Rosarot: Hey Chompoo, do you believe in magic?

Chompoo: *snorts* Oh, the mind of a child.

Chompoo: Now write 100 times: "Magic is a load of hooey. Science is the true path to enlightenment."
Rosarot: I like Hubba Bubba more than you. :|

Whatever weird thing Servo and Joe had going on will have to come to an abrupt end.

Grimmy: This way sir, this way. We've got a spot reserved for all Skittles in our executive soul room.

I could show a picture of everyone grieving properly but that would take too long.

Just then, Oceane's bones begin to crack and her skin begins to sag and wrinkle.

:> So cute!

Rosarot and Marigold officially meet! I'd like for them to become the best of friends.

In fact, she seems to be fitting right in with the rest of the family!

More birthdays! Casey feels the backpain of elderhood.

And then Rosarot. At least she got the pink part down.

The one photo of Rosarot as a teen before I shipped them all off to college, because Chompoo was dangerously close to becoming an adult. Tune in next time!