tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1172181110428804742011-07-28T06:27:54.342-05:00Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.comBlogger411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-65961462161336177002019-06-25T06:18:00.023-05:002010-01-22T12:53:23.025-06:00This is my sim-me. This 'legacy' is just for fun while I wait for the 'official' rules to come out.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii01.jpg" width="600" /></center><br /><br />Having a hard time keeping the family straight? Join the club! Ha, kidding there is no club to join. On the other hand I did write out who had who with who, etc. You can find it here. <a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/reference-family-tree-ish.html">Family Tree... ish.</a><br /><br />Generation 1<br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-starts-here.html">It Starts Here</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-were-back.html">And we're back...</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-passes.html">Time passes</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-have-some-fun.html">Lets Have Some Fun</a><br /><br />Generation 2<br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/prep-work.html">Prep Work</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/spawn.html">The Spawn</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-time-again.html">That time again?</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/those-wacky-simmies.html">Those Wacky Simmies</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/fire-drill.html">Fire drill</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/enter-random-boop-here.html">Enter random [boop] here</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/mailman-cometh.html">The Mailman Cometh </a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-time-yet.html">Is it time yet?</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/hark-lark-flying-through-park.html">Hark! A Lark! Flying through the Park!</a><br /><br />Generation 3<br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-i-missed-you-stand-still-next.html">Sorry I missed you. Stand still next time.</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-for-plan-b.html">Time for plan B</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-earrings-would-make-great-fishing.html">Your earrings would make a great fishing lure</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-early-worm-get.html">What does the early worm get?</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-train-of-thought-has-derailed.html">My train of thought has derailed</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/id-love-to.html">I'd love to, but I'm building a pig from a kit.</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-now-return-to-test-in-progress.html">We now return to the Test in progress...</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-your-coffee-table-decaff.html">Is your coffee table decaff?</a><br /><br />Generation 4<br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-uh-oh-pause.html">I... uh... oh... *pause*</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-is-it.html">What is it, Sebastian?</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-arranging-matches.html">I'm arranging matches.</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-put-sock-in-toaster.html">Never put a sock in a toaster</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-red-cookbook.html">Little Red Cookbook</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-poked-badger-with-spoon.html">I poked a badger with a spoon.</a><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wanna-live-til-i-die-no-more-no-less.html">I wanna live 'til I die, no more, no less.</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-6596146216133617700?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-91234341138427356112010-01-21T16:09:00.005-06:002010-01-22T12:51:47.443-06:00<center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen401.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*peeks in* Shhh… they’re sleeping…<br />Aww… everyone is so sweet and peaceful and not at all mean or evil… Let’s see if everyone is still where they should be… *takes roll call*<br />We have <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen402.jpg">Franklin</a>, Eddie, <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen403.jpg">Aiden, Lynette</a>, <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen404.jpg">Cora</a>, <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen405.jpg">Micah</a> and <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen406.jpg">Baby Beth</a>… okay everyone is here. Wait… Oh you haven’t met Beth yet have you…<br />Since my last updated was a bit ago, I’ll be nice and remind you that last update Aiden had gotten Lynette preggers. She gave birth to an itty bitty <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen407.jpg">ghost baby girl</a>, <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen421.jpg">named Beth</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen408.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Hmmm, well this can’t be good. *pokes Sherman* Why is he stuck in the floor? I wonder if the same moveobjects thingie from TS2 works here… or I could just wait until the morning and let nature drag his unwilling ethereal self back to his grave… ya lets just wait.<br />Eddie: <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen436.jpg">*yawns, stretches*</a><br /><a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen409.jpg">It’s morning… let’s see if Sherman will free himself</a>.<br />Eddie: What? What’s going on?<br />Nothing… watch… woot! Success! <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen410.jpg">Sherman has been dragged back to the family graveyard</a>.<br />Eddie: *blinks* You do realize if you hadn’t been gone for so long, we wouldn’t be glitchy?<br />Or you would have been glitchy sooner…<br />Eddie: …<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen411.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Doorbell!<br />Eddie: *perks* Is it Starsha?<br />Nope! <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen412.jpg">Its Lisa</a>… and your father is <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen413.jpg">quite pleased </a>to see her… hmmm… well that is sweet, its good to know their <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen414.jpg">relationship hasn’t suffered </a>just because I kept him young beyond reason.<br />Eddie: *grumbles*<br />What?<br />Eddie: I haven’t even met my daughter yet.<br />Shhh… I didn’t tell anyone that <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen422.jpg">Marilyn has been born yet.</a><br />Eddie: Roo, she’s a toddler!<br />*waves a dismissive hand* Aw they’re still so… wow <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen415.jpg">she’s pretty sprite for her age</a>!<br />Eddie: Ew! I don’t want to think of my father having sex… that’s just… wrong.<br />*blinks* You’re kidding right? … you’re not kidding… oooooookay then moving along.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen416.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: Who is Aiden talking to?<br /><a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen423.jpg">Realtors, they’re moving out.</a><br />Eddie: You mean you’re <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen424.jpg">kicking them out.</a> Wait a minute, why aren’t they taking their daughter with them?<br /><a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen425.jpg">Because I need her for an experiment.</a><br />Eddie: Roo, I can’t let you experiment on an infant. That isn’t moral!<br />It’s okay, I’m not going to… I’m waiting for her to be a toddler.<br />Eddie: *blinks* And that makes it okay?<br />Say good-bye to your uncle and auntie!<br />Eddie: We aren’t done talking about this…<br />Yes we are. <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen417.jpg">*waves bye to Lynette & Aiden*</a><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen418.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Unfortunately by sending them away when I did, that left Franklin in charge of an infant.<br />Eddie: Dad’s looking old. What did you do?<br /><a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen419.jpg">I allowed him to age.</a><br />Eddie: Wow, really? I thought you were going to make him live forever…<br />Nah, he’s too much of a handful and besides, its weirding me out that you’re older than your father… <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen420.jpg">it’s just not natural.</a><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen426.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Lucky for Franklin, Lisa was there to help care for Beth.<br />Eddie: She looks horrified.<br />She is! She can’t believe anyone would leave an infant in Franklin’s care *giggles* She may be in love with the man, she’s not stupid. <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen427.jpg">So while Lisa was around, Beth was well cared for.</a><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen430.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />That isn’t to say your father didn’t have to take care of her when Lisa wasn’t around.<br />Eddie: Is that before or after he steals candy from Beth?<br /><a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen429.jpg">Usually after…</a><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen431.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />It’s almost birthday time… <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen437.jpg">Cora has 2 days</a>, <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen428.jpg">Micah has 1 day</a> and Beth has 2 days. Only things rarely go as planned.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen438.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Cora took the honor of bringing Beth to her cake. Only to be interrupted by <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen439.jpg">an impatient young man</a> who refused to wait his turn. Beth blew out her candles, was set on the ground as <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen440.jpg">Micah cheered for himself</a>. <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen441.jpg">He spun</a>, <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen442.jpg">then she spun</a>, blah, blah, they ate cake.<br />Eddie: You sound so bored.<br />I am… birthdays are boring. Although I do like that I get to give <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen443.jpg">toddlers makeovers</a> and <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen445.jpg">your son</a>… oh hey fascinating fact about your kids.<br />Eddie: Oh?<br />Yup, turns out <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen444.jpg">Micah</a> and <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen455.jpg">Cora</a> both have your ‘hidden trait’ to burn something.<br />Eddie: And you find that fascinating…<br />You betcha! Makes me wonder if your other kids have it, too. <br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen446.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Okay time to wrap things up. <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen453.jpg">Eddie got to the career he wanted</a> and <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen454.jpg">Franklin managed to get his LTW</a> as well. See you next time. <br />Eddie: What? Wait, what about your experiment?<br />Oh that… well…<br />Eddie: It failed?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen447.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Not exactly, no. So I heard, read, found out from Lisa that toddlers will read books that are left out. Cute, right? So I wanted to see for myself.<br />Eddie: ‘That’ was your experiment?<br />Well yes, you can’t hurt toddlers, the game doesn’t allow it… now while Franklin was busy training her, I set out a book for her. <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen448.jpg">I then prompted her to go get it</a>… well apparently she can’t read a gardening book so <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen449.jpg">I tried another and*sighs*</a><br />Eddie: You failed.<br />No, its one of the autonomous behavior things and she wont cooperate!<br />Eddie: *grimaces* That’s not good… just remember she’s just a kid.<br />As I said, I can’t hurt toddlers…<br />Eddie: Maybe not, but she’s a… *blinks* um, right… you can’t hurt toddlers…<br />*smirks* She’s a ghost. Yes I thought of that too… I just don’t think I want a ghost toddler wandering around uncontrollable. That would drive me batty and I’d have to send her headstone to the city graveyard. No, she is still safe.<br />Eddie: Are you going to leave us in limbo for months again? You are, aren’t you?!<br />Not if I can help it. I’ll explain it’s just…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen450.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Cora is about to become a Young Adult and take over as heiress. That means it is <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen451.jpg">time for me to save the game</a>, go in to the <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/07gen452.jpg">change the city thingie</a> and grab her future boy toy and future husband from CAS…<br />Eddie: <a href="http://i209.photobucket.com/albums/bb40/ruybbabii/MIASims.jpg">What happened to them?</a> Did someone warn them what their fate is to be?<br />Har har… ya I have no idea and I can’t continue until I get them in game. So yes, for now you are back in limbo. Sorry Eddie.<br />Eddie: I guess it’s better than the alternative… you uh, won’t forget us will ya?<br />Never.<br />Eddie: Good.<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-edit.g?blogID=117218111042880474&postID=5810614766466208596">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td>Next Entry</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-9123434113842735611?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-58106147664662085962009-09-25T12:40:00.017-05:002010-01-22T12:52:24.379-06:00<center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen401.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Hmmm… what a waste… maybe killing Hope wasn’t such a ‘fab’ idea after all.<br />Eddie: Who’s your… wait, is that the maid?<br />Yes, he’s good looking. Your daughter and he would make good looking babies.<br />Eddie: While I’m looking forward to grandkids, lets not rush things, okay?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen402.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Not to worry, Cora is still all teen. *peers* Aiden on the other hand…<br />Eddie: What about him?<br />He’s almost an adult and we have a bit of a problem.<br />Eddie: Other than he’s a ghost kid?<br />*giggles* Yes, other than that. Here, take a look. He <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen403.jpg">has no LTW</a>. I’m sure things will be okay… right? Just… yanno, lie to me.<br />Eddie: *chuckles* Don’t worry, Roo. Everything will be fine. Have a little faith.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen404.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ack, Eddie you may want to move!<br />Eddie: Nah its okay, watch… faith remember… just watch.<br />*waits, watches and grins* Okay you’re right… this time. Last time things didn’t go so well and <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen405.jpg">your fridge disappeared</a>.<br /><br />Ack!<br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen406.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: Just go with it, Roo.<br />*sighs* Yes, but this really gets old! *pokes Aiden* <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen407.jpg">Spin already</a>. Lets see what happens. *waits and <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen408.jpg">gets a pop up</a>* Oh nifty. I get to pick his LTW.<br />Eddie: And which one did you go with?<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen409.jpg">Astronaut</a>! Just think of the money they’ll save on equipment, he wont need oxygen cuz he isn’t alive!<br />Eddie: *laughs* I think it would have been funnier to see him as an international spy. He could get in places others couldn’t.<br />Golly, now why didn’t <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Aiden.jpg">I think of that</a>? o.O<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen410.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: Will he marry and move out?<br />He hasn’t had a girlfriend, but he did meet a female the moment he transitioned… but…<br />Eddie: Hmm? Oh, yes… she does look old. You may want to wait a day or so before you get them attached.<br />You read my mind…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen411.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So I have been thinking about Franklin.<br />Eddie: Is Dad <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen412.jpg">stealing candy again</a>?<br />What? No, not this time.<br />Eddie: <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen413.jpg">Hmph</a>.<br />Trust, faith… remember? Anyhow I think <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen414.jpg">its time to let him go</a>.<br />Eddie: Wait, what?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen415.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: The maid again? What is your obsession with this maid?<br />Nothing, I thought it was funny how he brought up Cora during his little conversation with Franklin. Only to have Franklin mention her doting overbearing father.<br />Eddie: Hey!<br />Oh yes, and <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen416.jpg">his thoughts turn to romance</a>… so now the question is, is he wanting romance with you or with Cora…<br />Eddie: That’s not funny.<br />*giggles*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen417.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin is getting a bit bored. I don’t think he appreciates being kept around for so long. So I sent him on a jog to the river to go fish. He is an angler after all.<br />Eddie: <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen418.jpg">What is that</a>?<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen419.jpg">Death fish</a>.<br />Eddie: Interesting.<br />Indeed.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen420.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie?<br />Eddie: Hmm?<br />You look tired.<br />Eddie: I’m just middle aged, nothing to be overly concerned about.<br />So while I had Eddie picking up their share of the businesses, I sent <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen421.jpg">Cora out to buy partnerships </a>in a few more. Ack! On the other hand, maybe we <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen422.jpg">should have skipped the diner</a>. o.O That’s nasty!<br />Eddie: Did you know you can rename the business once you own it?<br />Oh?<br />Eddie: Yes, it is now <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen423.jpg">the Babii Bistro</a>.<br />Hey Eddie, who is that?<br />Eddie: I don’t know. *jogs over and makes nice* Lynnette Proffit.<br />She’s cute.<br />Eddie: *raise an eyebrow*<br />Relax, she’s not for you…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen424.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />While out wandering around town, Eddie took time to chat with Lisa… and I <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen425.jpg">spotted Fred again</a>. He’s such a character! Which got me to thinking… we need another party.<br />Eddie: We do?<br />Ahem…<br />Eddie: Of course we do… Starsha will be there… we definitely need another party.<br />*rolls eyes*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen426.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Aha! I knew she was old… pfft… *kicks her to the curb* Next!<br />The usual suspects are on the guest list, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen427.jpg">Marjorie</a>, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen428.jpg">Lisa</a>, Evan, Mariana, Precious, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen429.jpg">Fred</a>, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen430.jpg">Russ</a>… *blinks*<br />Eddie: He’s grown up since the last party.<br />And out…<br />Eddie: Roo!<br />Wha? I’m just saying… uh hey, so we did invite Starsha…<br />Eddie: She’s not here? She’s not here. *grabs the phone* She’s… she’s not… <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen431.jpg">she’s not coming</a>….<br />What? o.O Srsly? Holy boop…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen432.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So instead of getting to tell his woman about his promotion, he shared his good news with his little brother. Evan is still a good sport and very supportive.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen433.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Wait there she is! Fashionably late.<br />Eddie: This must be what came up and why she couldn’t come over…<br />Wait… what?<br />Eddie: Ya that made my head hurt.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen434.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Transition time. Micah puffed his <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen435.jpg">big cheeks </a>and blew out his candles, he <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen436.jpg">celebrated</a>, he <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen437.jpg">sparkled</a>, he <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen438.jpg">spun </a>and poof he’s a <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen439.jpg">little boy</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen440.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />As all parties do, they end with the girls staying over night. This time was no different.<br />Eddie: Yes it was.<br />It was?<br />Eddie: *points to his wishes*<br />Ah yes, good point. The difference this time, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen441.jpg">Eddie wants another baby</a>. Sorry Sariana!<br />Eddie: Oh for crying out loud, it’s Starsha! How many times do we have to go through this?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen442.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />A few fun things before we end this update.<br />Eddie: This isnt ‘fun’, Roo.<br />Yes it is, tubby baby.<br />Eddie: *growls*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen443.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Only that isn’t what I was referring to… this is. Carmen and Cecil are hanging out again. This time at the community pool. I didn’t realize how cute Cecil is. So I poked Cora and had her talk to him. Unfortunately they had <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen444.jpg">a clash of traits</a>.<br />Eddie: Cora is a brave girl.<br />Which clashed with his loser. Still, they got along well enough. Hmm, did you know <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen445.jpg">Lisa is filthy rich</a>?<br />Eddie: I’d never have guessed.<br />Cora either. *giggles*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen446.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Last thing for this update. Aiden has joined the military and has met someone.<br />Eddie: Who?<br />Lynnette!<br />Eddie: Nice.<br />Yes, they quickly <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen447.jpg">became friends</a>, and <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen448.jpg">more</a>…<br />Eddie: How much more?<br />A <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen449.jpg">whole lot more</a>…<br />Eddie: They’re <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen450.jpg">going steady</a>.<br />More…<br />Eddie: <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen451.jpg">Engaged</a>?<br />More…<br />Eddie: You’re kidding… <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen452.jpg">they’re married</a>?<br />More…<br />Eddie: Well naturally <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen453.jpg">she moved in</a>.<br />Yes and more! She’s <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/06gen454.jpg">preggers</a>! *beams*<br />Eddie: Poor girl hasn’t a chance.<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/little-red-cookbook.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wanna-live-til-i-die-no-more-no-less.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-5810614766466208596?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-63653127597358706902009-09-24T16:40:00.013-05:002010-01-25T12:34:44.883-06:00This will be updated as often as possible. It is a work in progress.<br /><br />Gen 1<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii42.jpg">Ruby Babii</a><br />Founder, Ruby married <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii48.jpg">Sherman Bagely</a>. They have two children, Christian and Steve.<br /><br />Gen 2<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii47.jpg">Christian Babii</a><br />Heir, Christian married <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii40.jpg">Precious Jones</a>. They have three children, Franklin, Akara and Hope.<br />After Precious’ death, Christian married <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0235.jpg">Jenn Emm</a>. They have one child, Carmen.<br />Precious (ghost) has one child with Don Lothario (ghost), Aiden.<br />Spare, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii60.jpg">Steve</a> never married, never had children.<br /><br />Gen 3<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen420.jpg">Franklin Babii</a><br />Heir, Franklin married Shawanda Chastain. They have one child, Eddie.<br />After Shawanda’s death, Franklin married Sandra. They have one child, Evan.<br />Franklin has two children with Lisa Petalbrook, Fred and Marjorie.<br />Spare, Akara Babii married Brett Hunter. They have two children, Zabulon and Katie.<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen435.jpg">Carmen Emm</a> has not yet married, has no children.<br />Spare, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen409.jpg">Hope Babii</a> died before she could marry or have children.<br />Aiden Babii married Lynnette Proffit. They have one child, Beth.<br /><br />Gen 4<br />Eddie Babii<br />Heir, Eddie married Gladys Do. They have two children, Cora and Micah.<br />Eddie has three children with Starsha Simme, Maricela, Russ and Marilyn.<br />Spare, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4103.jpg">Evan Babii </a>married <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen493.jpg">Cyriaque Spear</a>.<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen434.jpg">Fred Petalbrook</a> has not yet married, has no children.<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen414.jpg">Marjorie Petalbrook</a> is a teen.<br />Zebulon Babii is unmarried and has no children.<br />Katie Babii is a child.<br />Beth Babii is a toddler.<br /><br />Gen 5<br />Cora Babii<br />Heiress, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen425.jpg">Cora Babii </a>is a teen.<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen432.jpg">Maricela Simme</a> is a teen.<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen431.jpg">Russ Simme</a> is a child.<br />Spare, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen419.jpg">Micah Babii </a>is a teen.<br /><br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-6365312759735870690?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-74699019300034932392009-09-21T17:27:00.015-05:002009-09-25T17:16:14.984-05:00<center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen401.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Cora is growing up. She takes on chess opponents regularly, within the house and guests. I suppose its her way of staying out of harms way. <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen402.jpg">Harm being her grandfather</a>.<br />Eddie: She still has <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen403.jpg">me to comfort her </a>when he does manage to hurt her feelings.<br />Yes she is one lucky little girl.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen404.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />This time I wanted to see what it was like when Eddie went to burn something nearby. While out on the town, he dutifully picked up their half of the business take when I clicked to have him burn something nearby… only he didn’t give the option, which as you can see I forgot to get a screenshot of. oops?<br />Eddie: That didn’t exactly stop you from trying it at home.<br />Nope. I remembered the next day after he came home from work. I saved then sent him off to <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen405.jpg">burn something</a>. He walked a <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen406.jpg">few feet away</a>.<br />Eddie: Only there were no flames. I’m not sure what happened.<br />Me either! It did <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen407.jpg">set off the fire alarm </a>in the kitchen. Then it <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen408.jpg">promptly went out</a>.<br />Eddie: A firefighter <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen409.jpg">still came to the house</a>.<br />And fined Franklin for <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen410.jpg">a false alarm</a>. Both Eddie and Franklin immediately wanted to fireproof things. *giggles*<br />Eddie: That’s when you had the crash?<br />Yup, the house froze and crashed.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen411.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So I had Eddie try again… he didn’t seem too eager to help me out this time around but he did head to the bathroom where <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen412.jpg">it claimed there was a fire</a>. One that did not burn again.<br />Eddie: At least the fire alarm <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen413.jpg">didn’t go off this time</a>.<br />True, so there was no fine.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen414.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: Who is Dad talking to?<br />That would be your half-sister, Marjorie. She came home from school with Aiden.<br />And she put my <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen415.jpg">son on the floor</a>… why?<br />To transition. He sparkled, spun and *blinks* he <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen416.jpg">loves pink</a>.<br />Eddie: Dad didn’t waste <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen417.jpg">any time</a>.<br />No, he didn’t even wait until I could send Micah to the dresser before <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen418.jpg">he stole his candy</a>. He did eventually <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen419.jpg">get to the dresser</a>… but not before…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen420.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: Cora’s such a good girl.<br />Yes and rather proud of her block tower. That isn’t what I was talking about. I meant it was her turn to transition. She <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen421.jpg">celebrated</a>, she… *blinks*<br />Eddie: Hmm? Oh that... yes I had a mishap with the dishwasher. It’s nothing a good hot shower won’t fix.<br />Uh huh, go shower… back to Cora, she <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen422.jpg">sparkled </a>and spun… <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen423.jpg">great kisser</a>. That should make some men happy. She is <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen424.jpg">a beauty</a>. I like her with short hair so I <a href="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n126/msroobeee88/CoraTeen.jpg">let her keep it short</a>.<br />Eddie: What <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen425.jpg">the frell is she wearing</a>?!<br />You don’t approve? I think she’s adorable!<br />Eddie: *growls*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen426.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Cora is the first sim I have ever had that autonomously went to teach a toddler to walk.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen427.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: Dangit Roo, what am I doing on this stupid machine again?<br />You’ve gained weight. At least I’m <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen428.jpg">not making you suffer alone</a>.<br />Eddie: Gained weight? I have not!<br />Oh? <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen429.jpg">I have proof</a>.<br />Eddie: Oh ouch. Ya okay, maybe I have… but I’m getting older so I don’t see any need to keep that body of when I was younger.<br />Pfft your transition day is coming. You’re <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen430.jpg">having a swim party</a>. You want to look good in your suit dontcha?<br />Eddie: *grumbles*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen431.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So the day of the party, Russ shows up as a young boy. <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen432.jpg">Maricela </a>is in high school as is <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen433.jpg">Zebulon </a>and <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen434.jpg">Fred</a>. <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen435.jpg">Carmen showed up</a>, still single.<br />Eddie: Poor Micah, everyone tried to ply him <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen436.jpg">with food and bottles</a>.<br />He hated it and eventually got away to hide in his room.<br />Eddie: Hey Roo, who is <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen437.jpg">that with Dad</a>?<br />*peeks* That’s Lisa.<br />Eddie: She’s… she’s an elder… and Dad is…<br />Still a YA yes, I know. It doesn’t appear to bother him a bit that’s she’s older, so leave them be. Besides it’s time you transition. *prods him to blow out candles*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen438.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: Hmm… I wish… <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/05Gen439.jpg">I wish</a>… *spots Starsha* Oh ya… I know what I want.<br />*headdesk*<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-put-sock-in-toaster.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-poked-badger-with-spoon.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-7469901930003493239?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-54184466306791832682009-09-10T11:29:00.009-05:002009-09-10T14:53:01.973-05:00<center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen447.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I have never sent anyone to visit with their new neighbors, so I took the only one who was doing absolutely nothing and sent Evan over to the house next door. The house is <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen448.jpg">full of old men </a>and one teenaged young man.<br />Eddie: Evan seems to be a bit <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen449.jpg">smitten with that boy</a>.<br />Yes, they hit it off immediately so I took advantage of the situation and nudged him to take the <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen450.jpg">next logical step </a>which… *gets yanked home* I hate when that happens! Now what?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen451.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: Its Cora’s transition day.<br />Ah so it is, she spun, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen452.jpg">sparkled </a>and we rolled… o.O really? *sighs*<br />Eddie: Ha, that’s my girl. <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen454.jpg">Family oriented</a>. I’m telling you, Roo. She is the next heiress.<br />Yes she is.<br />Eddie: Just give her a… did you just agree with me?<br />Yup, Cora is the <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen453.jpg">Generation 6 heiress</a>.<br />Eddie: *raises an eyebrow* You gave in… just like that?<br />Uh huh…<br />Eddie: Hmmm…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen455.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*Gets pulled next door* Oookay then, that gets kinda old. I guess this means its Evan’s turn. *taps foot, waits, waits more* He <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen456.jpg">celebrates</a>, he <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen457.jpg">spins</a>, he rolls and… *blinks*<br />Eddie: Wait, what? <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen458.jpg">Ambitious</a>? That seems to be in direct conflict with his couch potato.<br />Ya, I think its weird too. Oh well, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen459.jpg">he’s happy</a>, I guess that’s all that *gets tugged yet again* Oh come on!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen461.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oh good, I’ve been waiting for this. *taps foot even more impatiently then the last transition* What?! *headdesk* I think I jinxed it by being impatient with her last transition and giving her a cake. She’s <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen462.jpg">an elder ghost</a>. Well this isn’t what I was hoping for. I was hoping she would go back to her uncontrollable ghostie self!<br />Eddie: So now what?<br />I did what any ‘sane’ controller would do. I debated and chose the easy way out.<br />Eddie: It was a busy night.<br />Meaning?<br />Eddie: Starsha gave birth to <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen460.jpg">my son, Russ</a>.<br />Oh so she did. Congrats!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen463.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Anyhow, I decided that since I don’t play by the ‘official rules’, that I am not bound to any rules. I think Precious has served her purpose and seeing how she can’t be killed, the next best thing is to kick her to the curb… or more accurately move her out.<br />Eddie: *smirks* You mean <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen464.jpg">kick her out</a>.<br />Uh huh, exactly! *waves <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen465.jpg">bye to Precious</a>* And since I’m on a roll, lets see if we can get rid of Evan tonight too. *prompts Evan to <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen466.jpg">call Cyriaque</a>*<br />Eddie: Didn’t quite work.<br />No, the brat came to the house but <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen467.jpg">then went home</a>. *sighs* You do realize there is only six in the house…<br />Eddie: *grins* Yup… I’m <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen468.jpg">all over it</a>.<br />*chuckles* Go <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen469.jpg">get her</a>, Tiger.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen470.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*sighs* Franklin hasn’t changed. Now that Cora is older, she is fair game for <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen471.jpg">his ‘antics’</a>. Ah and before I forget to mention, Eddie <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen472.jpg">was successful</a>.<br />Eddie: Naturally.<br />*smirks*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen473.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ah and please note, Evan has the bar again. It comes and goes on all of my simmies now. I keep resetting them and yet it comes back eventually… its always cooking that triggers it.<br />Eddie: We could start ordering out…<br />Nah, I’d rather reset everyone. It really gets old though. I wish it would just stop.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen474.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Fast forward, Gladys waddles off to the hospital in order to give birth to the spare. I thought it was kind of funny that everyone went about <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen475.jpg">their business as usual</a>. Students jumped on the bus, others got in their carpools and off to work everyone went. Including Eddie…<br />Eddie: Hey! I was already on my way to work as she went in to labor, that’s not fair.<br />*giggles* Yes well, I thought it was even more interesting to see who was standing in front of the hospital. *waves hi to <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen476.jpg">Carmen and Cecil</a>* Which got me to thinking, so I checked the family tree. Neither Carmen nor Cecil are married nor have children… but I did note that <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen477.jpg">Zebulon </a>is now in high school and Akara had another baby! She has a <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen478.jpg">daughter, Katie</a>.<br />Eddie: And I have a <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen479.jpg">new son, Micah</a>.<br />Yes you do. As Gladys came out sporting a <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen480.jpg">new child on her arm</a>, Eddie came out and promptly <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen481.jpg">went to work </a>leaving Gladys to <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen482.jpg">taxi it home alone</a>. I thought it was weird seeing how Sherman’s police cruiser was still in her backpack. *shrugs*<br />Eddie: Do you think she knows her days are numbered?<br />*tilts head* Sure <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen483.jpg">looks like it</a>…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen484.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />This time when Evan called Cyriaque over, he showed up and much to my delight, he too has transitioned to adult! So we invite him in and Evan works the magic on him. You know the drill, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen485.jpg">go steady</a>, then <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen486.jpg">propose</a>, naturally their <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen487.jpg">head is spinning </a>so they <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen488.jpg">foolishly accept </a>and quick as a wink <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen489.jpg">they’re married </a>before they can object. We <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen490.jpg">move him in </a>and once again <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen491.jpg">have a full house</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n126/msroobeee88/before.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Cyriaque is an interesting looking sim. I hate his hair and I’m not too thrilled with the bulk. I’ve only tried this once so I thought to give it another go. <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen492.jpg">Nice results </a>but the hair must go. So we shove Cyriaque <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen493.jpg">in front of a mirror</a>… not bad… now for <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen494.jpg">new clothes </a>and… oh right, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen495.jpg">he’s clumsy</a>. *smirks* He turns out to be <a href="http://i111.photobucket.com/albums/n126/msroobeee88/after.jpg">a decent looking simmie</a>. Who knew? So we… uh… *tilts head* Oh I could get used to <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen496.jpg">having him around</a>…<br />Eddie: *laughs* Ya, I think <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen497.jpg">Evan can, too</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen498.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Evan and Cyriaque aren’t the only happy sims in the house.<br />Eddie: No, they aren’t. I adore my children. They are my world. Can I go see Starsha? I haven’t seen Russ yet.<br />Soon. First I think we need to empty the house a bit.<br />Eddie: Are you going to kill off <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen499.jpg">Gladys already</a>?<br />Not yet.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4100.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Instead I prompted Evan to call and move him and his new hubs out. *blinks* Uh…<br />Eddie: *glances* Don’t worry. It’s <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4101.jpg">a neurotic thing</a>. He’ll be fine.<br />You would know… so off they go-<br />Eddie: Roo! You didn’t really <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4102.jpg">send Gladys off </a>with them did you?<br />*giggles* No but man I was tempted. *waves <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4103.jpg">bye to the guys</a>*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4104.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Instead I sent Gladys all over Riverview looking for gems and stones and ore and space rocks, etc.<br />Eddie: She doesn’t appear to be too <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4105.jpg">pleased with this turn of events</a>.<br />No not at all, she is <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4107.jpg">famished and rather tired</a>. I also had her <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4108.jpg">explore areas I had forgotten </a>about and even <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4106.jpg">catch bugs </a>when I saw them. She also grabbed some seeds if I noticed them.<br />Eddie: Hope came out for <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4109.jpg">her first haunt</a>.<br />Yes she did, she even mourned her father.<br />Eddie: Roo, can Gladys come home yet?<br />What? Oh she <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4110.jpg">passed out</a> after turning in the bugs… yes she can come home. By the way, I found it was difficult to kill a slob by starvation. The woman would belch and be good to go for another 7 hours! *shakes head*<br />Eddie: Disgusting.<br />I know right? So I sent her to bed.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4111.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />She woke up in time to fall over <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4112.jpg">dead of starvation</a>. Grim <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4113.jpg">came for her </a>and she had <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4114.jpg">no objections</a>. I think she really was expecting it after all.<br />Eddie: Well this is the Babii house.<br />Yes that is true. Note the <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4115.jpg">graves reacting to Grimmy </a>again.<br />Eddie: Grim made <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4116.jpg">himself at home</a>.<br />Yup, he played <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4117.jpg">some game </a>and was rather pleased. That is until <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4118.jpg">Franklin disrupted things</a>. *blinks* <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4119.jpg">Run Franklin</a>!<br />Eddie: What the frell?<br />Its okay… they’re <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen4120.jpg">playing tag</a>.<br />Eddie: I’m not sure how I feel about that…<br />Ya me either… simmies are weird.<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-arranging-matches.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td>Next Entry</td></tr></tbody></table></br></br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-5418446630679183268?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-9914349947695250312009-09-10T09:40:00.005-05:002009-09-10T14:53:46.580-05:00The last time we visited with the Babii family they had… issues. *snickers* Okay perhaps that is a poor way to put it since the majority of my simmies have major issues. When in reality we had a few glitches. Such as, yet not limited to:<br />1. Aiden believed there was no school in the neighborhood.<br />2. Hope’s permanent culinary study bar.<br />3. The school bus didn't show up for the simmies who remembered they were still students.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen401.jpg" /></center><br />Hey Eddie, you seem to be in a bit of a hurry…<br />Eddie: I just got it in my head that I wanted to see my little girl and her beautiful mom. Did you have something to do with that?<br />Not exactly, it was in your wish panel, I simply nudged you in the right direction. Although I tried to get you to change out of your work clothes first. *nudges once more*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen402.jpg" /></center><br />Eddie: I am one lucky guy.<br />Yes, yes you are. Where is your baby? *looks around on the floor* <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen403.jpg">wow already</a>?!<br />Eddie: Yes, she’s growing like crazy. Are you ‘sure’ I cant move them in with me? I’m missing out on so much <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen404.jpg">of Maricela’s life</a>.<br />Sorry Eddie, you know the rules.<br />Eddie: Ya I know. Cant blame a guy for trying.<br />Whoa! *is dragged back to the main house*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen405.jpg" /></center><br />I hate when that happens! Oh… Hope’s transition. Well okay then, lets get this done.<br />Take note of the items behind Hope, these things are in preparation for a certain someone’s demise<br />Eddie: You mean Gladys.<br />I mean Gladys. There are two trash compactors and two dishwashers and I moved the sink. When the time comes, it will be easier to enclose her momentarily.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen406.jpg" /></center><br />In the meantime, its Hope’s turn, note the study bar is still in place. *sighs* She cheers, she <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen407.jpg">spins</a>, she rolls… <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen408.jpg">kleptomaniac</a>. Nice!<br />Eddie: Isnt it time to move her out?<br />She has no love in her life at the moment. I will need to wait a few days for Precious to rejoin the uncontrolled ghosts in the backyard before I can finally get her hooked up and kicked out. In the meantime, she can search for her new love and <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen409.jpg">get a makeover</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen410.jpg" /></center><br />*snorts* Precious is so oblivious. Unfortunately this means they both lost a friend… again. Meh that’s their problem. I have more pressing matters to attend to, such as a certain young man who is not in school because he believes there are no schools in the neighborhood. Odd kid. Anyhow Aer suggested something so simple it cant possibly fail.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen411.jpg" /></center><br />Go in neighborhood mode, select the school and see if it lets him go. It did! So I sent him off. He hopped in to his Sherman’s police cruiser and headed to the school. Walks in *blinks* I uh… guess I should have let him <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen412.jpg">tend to his needs first </a>but… meh. No sooner did he walk in the doors, I got a pop up, much like if someone was <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen413.jpg">going for a job</a>. Naturally I accepted that he start school and he immediately exits. He starts <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen414.jpg">tomorrow first thing</a>. Yay! Let’s hope the bus shows up to pick him and Evan up.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen415.jpg" /></center><br />Now back at the… Eddie? o.O<br />Eddie: Its okay, I’m fine. Just an explosion in the lab, no problem.<br />I uh… okay… You still have the death plants in your inventory right?<br />Eddie: *checks his backpack* Yup. No worries.<br />Uh huh…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen416.jpg" /></center><br />Speaking of work, one of three things they need in science is handy skills. Eddie got an opportunity to fix his boss’ stereo. He did that easy peas-<br />Eddie: Now you did say you don’t kill the heir… right?<br />*giggles* Right. Your skill was plenty high enough, I wasn’t worried. After he finished fixing it, I took advantage of having a stereo for him to work on and <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen417.jpg">upgraded the speakers</a>. Don’t know if that will please his boss or not, but the skill points from the work was so worth it.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen418.jpg" /></center><br />Hope aging to adult has taken care of her study bar. Unfortunately it was passed down to the next eldest teen… either that or Evan is thinking about food while he bathes… Lisa mentioned resetting the sim and how it worked to get rid of Ian’s plate in hand situation so I will be trying that on Evan here shortly.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen419.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Thankfully the next school day the bus showed up as usual and the students went off to start their day in school.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen420.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I love how Franklin is with his granddaughter. He takes a break from being a big meanie and takes good care of her. Then it hit me. He’s a mad scientist! He can perform experiments on household items. I’ve seen it work in <a href="http://shinybrian.blogspot.com/2009/07/english-legacy-imitation-of-life.html">the Shiny One’s blog</a> so I got curious as to what the purpose of said experiments are.<br />Eddie: While I appreciate the gesture, I find it odd to suddenly become inspired while going to <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen421.jpg">the bathroom</a>.<br />Yes but you are at least <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen422.jpg">inspired</a>! I will have to try this on other items. This is way cool.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen423.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Its Christopher! *waves* He’s come out for a visit… is this an omen? *ponders* Nah the ghosts always come out to visit. This is just his first time.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen424.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Aaaaaaaaaand its back. Hope has the stupid learning meter yet again, so I tried the resetSim and…<br />Eddie: And?<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen425.jpg">It worked</a>! No harm, no foul. She simply moved over a bit and reset. *shoos Hope to wash dishes*<br />Eddie: She <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen426.jpg">broke the sink</a>! *fidgets*<br />Down boy… on the other hand…<br />Eddie: Yes?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen427.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Hope has inadvertently volunteered to fix the appliances.<br />Eddie: She did?<br />Yes. So I boxed her in. Then I <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen428.jpg">glanced at her new ‘home’ </a>and decided to <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen429.jpg">move out the cabinets </a>that aren’t in need of repair or anything.<br />Eddie: Why? Were they in the way or something?<br />Nah, just that the last time I had someone work on an appliance it started a fire. If Hope does, it will have less to burn. So I moved things around and checked <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen430.jpg">her ‘handy’ skill</a>. Hmm… 2 skill points. She should be okay to do this. I hope. I think perhaps the water on the floor will help conduct electricity for us. I <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen431.jpg">moved the appliances closer </a>to the water and <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen432.jpg">set her to work</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen433.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: It worked. Yet she survived.<br />Yes, she was <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen434.jpg">a bit singed</a>, so I prompted her to try again.<br />Eddie: <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen435.jpg">Success</a>! *narrows eyes, <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen436.jpg">watches quietly </a>deep in thought*<br /><a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen437.jpg">She’s fried</a>! Yes! Once <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen438.jpg">Grim showed </a>I chose to remove the walls seeing how <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen439.jpg">Hope popped up </a>next to her urn on the other side of the wall. And before you ask again Aer, no it wont keep Grim at bay, it simply <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen440.jpg">speeds up the process </a>a bit. Thankfully <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen441.jpg">Hope accepted </a>her fate with <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen442.jpg">a bit of dignity</a> and joined <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen443.jpg">the others outside</a>. What I find odd is that not only is hope’s plaque different to signify how she died, but it is <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen444.jpg">also a different color</a>.<br />Eddie: Knowing I have handy skills, why did you <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen445.jpg">hire a repairman</a>?<br />*shrugs* You were busy getting ready for work. So I just called him out. Which I am glad I did. I had no idea the <a href="http://i766.photobucket.com/albums/xx309/forgot_oss/Babii/04Gen446.jpg">stereo was broken, too</a>!<br />Eddie: Hey, Roo?<br />Ya?<br />Eddie: Now that you fried Hope, does that mean Gladys gets to live?<br />*ponders, shrugs* She has to give us a spare.<br /><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/09/never-put-page-2.html">page 2 </a></br></br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-991434994769525031?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-74256140493360146562009-08-17T10:03:00.027-05:002009-09-10T14:54:50.415-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen436.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian had been going a bit stir crazy staying at home constantly. I don’t blame him really. He’s ignored to the point of neglect. Such is the life of the elderly in the Babii home.<br />Eddie: Is that why Dad is still so young? He’s barely older than I am.<br />Um… ya… something like that…<br />Eddie: You do realize the house will remain full if you don’t let the previous heir die, don’t you?<br />Oh you’ll grow old and die. Have no fear of that…<br />Eddie: Wait Dad can live forever but I can’t?<br />Yes. Now back on subject. Christian was going stir crazy at home. Even at the ripe old age of 99, he went out and signed autographs for his adoring fans and brought home a nice sum of <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen437.jpg">§2,800 and a lovely moodlet</a>.<br />Eddie: *grumbles*<br />Issues?<br />Eddie: Yes.<br />Shame… moving on…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen401.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I’d ask whose house you’re at but I think I recognize the chick reading inside.<br />Eddie: Yes, the ‘chick’ as you referred to her would be my fiancé.<br />Hmm… a bit defensive for someone who is cheating on said fiancé…<br />Eddie: She is what she is. And that affair was not my idea. That was forced on me.<br />True, but I seriously doubt either Gladys or Sariana will give a rats patootie who’s idea it is, they will only know it is you that is doing the cheating.<br />Eddie: Wait, wait… who is Sariana?<br />*blinks* The woman having your child!<br />Eddie: What? I have a second mistress? When did that happen?<br />*rubs temples* I’m so confused.<br />Eddie: Starsha… her name is Starsha.<br />*blinks… blinks again… checks…* Oops… Sariana is the Sim-Goddess’ name, her sim-me is named Starsha. My bad…<br />Eddie: Now that ‘that’ is settled, can we get back to why I’m visiting Gladys? This talk about affairs is making me feel uncomfortable.<br />*shrugs* After greeting your fiancé and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen402.jpg">reminding her how wonderful you are</a>…<br />Eddie: I got to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen403.jpg">meet my daughter, Cora</a>. She’s perfect. She’s beautiful and she is truly a Babii. If not by name, at least she is in her traits. Roo, I have an heiress!<br />First one since generation 1. Yet I’m not sold on Cora being heiress. Right now she is technically a ‘Do’ thanks to your grandfather refusing to die. Perhaps <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen404.jpg">we should move them in</a> and have another. Let that one be the heir/heiress.<br />Eddie: She’s perfect, Roo. She will make a great heiress, you’ll see!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen405.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Speaking of new daughters, your daughter has a new aunt. Lisa had a girl. Her name is Marjorie.<br />Eddie: *chuckles* Don’t you think its odd how our family is? I mean look at the family tree. I’m older than my aunt and uncle. My daughter is the same age as her aunt. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say we’re from the back hills or something.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen406.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />That aside, I worry about Franklin and his decision making ability. This is the second time he’s <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen407.jpg">attacked an elderly</a> and this time it was a woman.<br />Eddie: Did he at least win this time around?<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen408.jpg">Yes but come on</a>… she’s an old woman!<br />Eddie: The last one was an old man… ya win some you lose some.<br />*scoffs* Beating up old women hardly seems like a victory to me.<br />Eddie: Then you should have stopped him from attacking him.<br />I’m not supposed to interfere with him any more. He is no longer the heir. Yet leaving him to his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen409.jpg">own devices has me a tad concerned</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen410.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oh look. One of the many reasons I do not like ghosts in TS3. Did they forget they’re dead? They don’t ‘need’ to eat! It isn’t as if she died of starvation. She shouldn’t be hungry.<br />Eddie: True, but at least she makes really good fruit parfait.<br />*headdesk* you are not helping.<br />Eddie: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen411.jpg">Granddad isn’t too fond </a>of them either.<br />I think it just reminds him that <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen412.jpg">he will be joining them soon</a>. I mean seriously, he’s over 100 now. I ‘really’ need the space in the house!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen413.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Now this was interesting and could have been fun had I realized what was happening.<br />Eddie: *scoffs* Fun for you. Not so much for me! I’m glad I was at work.<br />*giggles* Yes, Starsha in her pregnant glory made an impromptu visit on the Babii house, only to be followed very closely by a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen414.jpg">visit from Gladys</a>. Let’s hope Starsha isn’t in a habit of dropping by unexpectedly.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen415.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ah, finally. At age 101, Christian is finally going. So long, Christian… only not really… seeing how he is only <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen416.jpg">moving to the backyard</a>.<br />Eddie: He will be missed.<br />You’re going to miss his money perhaps. He didn’t do much to contribute to the family…<br />Eddie: He was a very important contributor to this family, Roo.<br />Ya… okay… on a side note, Grim stuck around for a while. Apparently he also enjoys <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen417.jpg">playing chess on the computer</a>.<br />Eddie: He’s a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen418.jpg">good conversationalist</a>. Surprising seeing how he is so deeply devoted to his job.<br />*blinks* Not to forget the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen419.jpg">odd reaction the tombstones </a>had to his presence! Kinda creepy cool aint it?<br />Eddie: Very interesting.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen420.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />It’s finally time to move Gladys and Cora in. Are you ready?<br />Eddie: Most definitely. I prefer to be an active father in my children’s life.<br />You’ll have to get over that. You can only be a part-time Dad to Starsha’s kids.<br />Eddie: Be that as it may, I will love them and give them as much guidance as I can.<br />Let’s hope they turn out well anyhow.<br />Eddie: *smirks* Brat.<br />Definitely. So we have <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen421.jpg">Gladys and Cora move in</a>. The house is once more full. I need someone to die, move out, something. *glances at Precious* Franklin was kind enough to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen422.jpg">break the garbage disposal</a>. Now I will wait until a couple of things happen in order to continue with my next plan. 1. Gladys has to give birth to the heir/heiress-<br />Eddie: Cora is the heiress.<br />*waves a dismissive hand* Perhaps… I’m not sold on her yet. Gladys still need to have a another kid. 2. The sink needs to break so there is water all over the floor before she starts repairing the electronic items.<br />Eddie: *changes the subject* Dad grabbed Cora and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen423.jpg">brought her inside</a>. Thanks to the stairs she was stuck out front.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen424.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Now that the females are in the home, we just have to wait. First things first. We need to give someone a make over.<br />Eddie: She appears to be having difficulties, I don’t recall her being clumsy.<br />She isn’t, she’s a loser.<br />Eddie: *laughs* That is cruel, Roo.<br />No really, see? *<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen425.jpg">points at her traits</a>, then giggles as <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen426.jpg">Gladys falls on her ars</a>* that is funny.<br />Eddie: *laughs* Okay I have to admit, that was pretty funny. She looks great after her makeover.<br />Yes, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen427.jpg">she does clean up well</a>. *blinks* Oh hey, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen428.jpg">you’re a father</a>… again…<br />Eddie: *glances* Starsha had a girl. My daughter Maricela will be just as perfect as my daughter Cora. You’ll see.<br />Shame really, I like Maricela’s name better than Cora… how attached to that name are you? *ponders*<br />Eddie: A name is just a name, just don’t change my daughter!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen429.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Cora is a cutie. *grins* I love watching Eddie teach her to walk. Its so endearing.<br />Eddie: Like I said… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen430.jpg">perfect</a>.<br />*scoffs* No she isn’t. If she were perfect she would have <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen431.jpg">a better favorite color</a>! *growls*<br />Eddie: *laughs* So she likes pink.<br />Ack! *<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen432.jpg">pauses, stares, saves, exits</a>*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen433.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: There you are. What the frell was that about?<br />I panicked. Jenn is going to die. It just dawned on me that having my friend’s sim-mes in game may not have been such a great idea after all. I have no issues with torturing them, toying with them, forcing them to have tons of babies and affairs… but to watch them die? *sighs*<br />Eddie: I see. What does that have to do with random pictures of <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen434.jpg">me and Dad gardening</a> in our boxers?<br />*grins* Are you serious? *offers drool bibs for her readers… erm female readers, sorry shiny one*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen435.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Wrapping up the update, Franklin has not stopped. He’s taken to stealing candy from his granddaughter. He’s also *shudders* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen436.jpg">reached mad scientist</a>.<br />Eddie: There is nothing wrong with being a mad scientist! It is of the utmost prestige in the science world.<br />Maybe… but that work uniform is hideous!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen437.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />We have a glitch. Franklin, Evan and Hope were sitting there watching television… the cooking channel actually. When Precious decided to play a video game. Now this brings up a few things, such as 1. usually a sim cannot play a video game on a television already in use. 2. Precious is rude. 3. Their learning bars continued during her game play. Unfortunately Hope lost interest half way through Precious’ game and walked away. Her learning bar stayed. The guys kept yakking away and once Precious stopped playing, the cooking channel came back on. Once they stopped watching, their bars went away. Whew. Unfortunately-<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen438.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*blinks* Okay that will have to wait. Apparently Aiden <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen439.jpg">needs to transition</a>… now… not later, now.<br />Eddie: That would be twice isn’t it? Maybe we should see if ‘he’ can die from electrocution instead of Gladys.<br />*ponders* Not a bad idea… in the meantime, Aiden is now a teenager. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen440.jpg">I am not fond of the facial hair in TS3.</a> I love it in TS2 to the point its hard to find any of my playables without facial hair… here its rare to see one with. As a ghost boy, Aiden <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen441.jpg">apparently can pull it off</a>.<br />Eddie: What the frell?<br />Sorry, I was just noticing that he has <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen442.jpg">no definition as a ghost</a>. He will never have the same appeal that you and your father have.<br />Eddie: Moving on…<br />That and I ‘think’ he’s trying to tell me he is tired of <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen443.jpg">living in the kid room</a>. *smirks*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen444.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Anyhow, back to Hope. That night she went to bed with the learning bar still learning… she didn’t learn a lot through her sleep but she did manage to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen445.jpg">raise the bar just a tad</a>. That morning I made her cook some waffles and unfortunately even that didn’t reset her learning bar.<br />Eddie: The carpool is here. I need to get to work… hey… is it me or is something… off?<br />*bites lip nervously* Ya… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/02Gen446.jpg">something is definitely not right</a>… Um, Eddie, I’m sorry to say it, but I think your home is bugged. Not just that but I have no back up… *sighs* I suppose you are on hold until I can sort this out.<br />Eddie: Don’t forget about us, Roo. 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She died when you were quite young.<br />Eddie: Please even her ghost is a slob. Hard to forget when you have her around as a constant reminder.<br />Point taken.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen442.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So tell me, what do you think about Gladys?<br />Eddie: She is a splendid woman, with <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen443.jpg">a great mind</a>, a bright future and a good head on her shoulders.<br />*hesitates*<br />Eddie: She will make a great mother to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen444.jpg">my future heir or heiress</a>.<br />*contemplates*<br />Eddie: That is what you have planned isn't it? Otherwise we wouldn't be boyfriend/girlfriend in high school, she wouldn't be at my transition party, and why you <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen445.jpg">asked what I think of her</a>.<br />Well yes.<br />Eddie: In that case I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen446.jpg">agree with your choice</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen447.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Let's try a new approach. Remember your fish?<br />Eddie: *laughs* Yes, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen448.jpg">the poor thing</a>.<br />It died and your <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen449.jpg">grandmother flushed it</a>.<br />Eddie: Yes, I remember, why do you ask?<br />Everything dies Eddie.<br />Eddie: Yes, eventually when it is their time, sims die.<br />Once Gladys gives you an heir or heiress as well as a spare...<br />Eddie: No.<br />Yes. It is the fate of every spouse in the house. Why do you think Jenn had to move out and why Lisa will never move in.<br />Eddie: I ... I need more time.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen453.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Well get used to the idea quick because you two are already engaged and you're out on the prowl for your other baby's momma.<br />Eddie: I'm what?<br />Every heir or heiress has a mistress.. a lover.. on the side.<br />Eddie: I'm a family oriented sim, that goes against my nature!<br />*scoffs* so is having kids when you're a sim that dislikes children and look how many your grandfather has! Listen, I've been patient with you but the kit gloves come off now Mister. You will marry Gladys. She will have your kids. She will die. You will have a lover-<br />Eddie: Who?<br />You'll meet her when you find her. And she too will have your kid.<br />Eddie: Dad didn't warn me about all of this.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen450.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin has yet to get his LTW. He paints but not often enough and even though he carries that stupid guitar around with him, unlike his mom, he never whips it out of his own free will. I have to force him to pull it out.<br />Eddie: Uh.. Roo?<br />Hmm?<br />Eddie: That just sounded...<br />Wrong? *smirks* Ya.. you'll get used to it.<br />Eddie: So doing things against our nature... I've noticed this trend occasionally. Like Dad's sudden <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen451.jpg">interest in working out</a>.<br />*giggles* Yes, I made him. He makes funny faces.<br />Eddie: What about <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen452.jpg">Granddad and the sprinklers</a>?<br />Nope that is all him. Christian has reached his LTW and is an elder. For the most part he is hands off. He does what he wants when he wants.<br />Eddie: So that's what it takes to have freedom? Reach our LTW and give up the reigns to the next heir?<br />Yup. Ready?<br />Eddie: Yes, let's do this.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen401.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Akara is down at the park with her son, Zebulon. o.O who names their kids Zebulon?<br />Eddie: I imagine the EA Guys thought it was a good name.<br />*scoffs* They're wrong. Its a weird name! Anyhow I sent Eddie down to look for his woman again. She's being elusive! I tried her house and she wasn't there. So I sent him jogging around to see if he spots her. He also tried his hand at <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen402.jpg">transmogrifying</a>... it failed a few times.<br />Eddie: *<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen403.jpg">primal scream</a>*<br />*blinks* Problem?<br />Eddie: Not any more.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen404.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />No luck finding his girl, but he did talk with his Aunt Akara.<br />Eddie: We hit it off great every time we meet, we're friends now.<br />*scoffs* What you really want is to get closer to her kid.<br />Eddie: I'm sure I don't understand what it is you're implying.<br />I suppose-<br />Eddie: Hey.<br />*blinks*<br />Eddie: What? I was going to ask, isn't that <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen405.jpg">Israel Monroe</a>?<br />I uh.. yes, he didn't age well. Glad we didn't bring him in to the family after all.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen406.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oy, I knew it.<br />Eddie: We all knew.<br />But.. there were no chimes.<br />Eddie: Is it really surprising as often as she is over and as often as they're-<br />Don't say it.<br />Eddie: *grins* Her mothering instinct is strong.<br />She's <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen407.jpg">family oriented</a>... like you.<br />Eddie: *nods* I knew I liked her.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen408.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*blinks* What are you up to?<br />Eddie: Nothing...<br />You're a horrible liar.<br />Eddie: Well if you must know... *<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen409.jpg">rubs hands together grinning mischievously</a>*<br />*is pulled by game to the house* Whoa, hold that thought.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen410.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />It's Aiden's transition day.<br />Eddie: *snatch* Too late.<br />*shakes head* And <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen411.jpg">he sparkles </a>and transitions. He's a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen412.jpg">cute little ghost kid</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen413.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />That night we went to her house. Eddie got to the driveway and stared at it. Still no interaction. *sighs*<br />Eddie: The house is too crowded anyhow. Granddad is still with us.<br />It amazes me too. He's freaking older than Ruby &amp; Sherman. Not to mention he puts off <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen414.jpg">eating and sleeping</a> until he's just miserable. *blinks* Hey! Where did you go?<br />Eddie: I want to let off some steam. Going to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen415.jpg">kick this trash can over</a>.<br />Ugh not now, you'll... *sighs* never mind, too late. She's asleep now. *grumbles* Besides, this one wont be moving in. Gladys is.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen416.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: I wish to fix the dishwasher.<br />No.<br />Eddie: *blinks* Why not? It's one of my wishes, see?<br />I need it broken for your future wife. You can mop if you like.<br />Eddie: *chuckles* Do you see that in my wishes? No, you don't. It's okay, I'm going to bed.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen417.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />My two favorite sim-men.<br />Eddie: *looks longingly at his father's work outfit* Are you sure I can't start working yet?<br />Soon. I want to get your family taken care of. I mean really, what is the hurry? You have your whole adult life and elder life to work. You need kids.<br />Eddie: Speaking of kids, Evan wants to go to Cecil's house.<br />Who?<br />Eddie: Cecil, my half-aunt's brother, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen418.jpg">Cecil Babii</a>.<br />Oooooooh right! *peeks* He's a teen now, not too bad looking. Okay time to go downtown again.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen419.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oh.my.guh! She's here!<br />Eddie: Where?<br />Right there next to your Aunt Akara.<br />Eddie: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen420.jpg">Nice choice</a>.<br />Heh, I thought so. Well no not really.<br />Eddie: I don't understand.<br />Well once the heir comes of age, I hop in to CAS and scroll down the list of portraits until one of them talks to me. When they do they're picked.<br />Eddie: And she spoke to you?<br />You betcha.<br />Eddie: What did she say?<br />She told me that she will make beautiful babies with you and I agreed.<br />Eddie: *laughs* You are so weird.<br />Thanks now <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen421.jpg">step it up a bit more</a>, will ya? *perks* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen422.jpg">Hey, its Fred</a>!<br />Eddie: My half brother?<br />The same! He's adorable.<br />Eddie: Take it from me, teen boys do not want to be referred to as 'adorable'.<br />Pfft whatever.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen423.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The ghost crew are still haunting each other and occasionally the house. *sighs*<br />Eddie: Its just a matter of time. You'll see. Granddad is sure to pass on, no one lives forever.<br />*glances at Franklin* Uh.. right.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen424.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie: Tell me again why I'm studying this? I don't have a job, I don't require skills for my LTW... I need a job.. in science to be precise.<br />It is in preparation for your future job. You need skills in gardening, fishing and handiness.<br />Eddie: I'd <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen425.jpg">rather start my job</a>. I have enough skills for the first few promotions. You're stalling. And I'm not sure why.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen426.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oh look three generations of Babii men.<br />Eddie: Still jobless, you're still stalling.<br />*waves a dismissive hand* I uh.. oh wow.<br />Eddie: What? Dad is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen427.jpg">always insulting Evan</a>. What's so new about that.<br />Not that... that! *points to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen428.jpg">Franklin's new moodlet</a>*<br />Eddie: You do realize that makes five grandchildren in total. You could have locked Granddad's wish.<br />Ya I could have, but now <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen429.jpg">he has a new one</a>. *smirks*<br />Eddie: Ten? Seriously? *laughs* I don't think he'll be around to see them born.<br />Ugh I hope not. He's 96!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen430.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />There's the doorbell!! She's here.<br />Eddie: Splendid. She really is something. I commend you in your choice. Did you know we have family oriented and green thumbs in common?<br />Nope. I intentionally ignore the traits so its all a surprise to me too.<br />Eddie: Then I really thank you.<br />Why is that?<br />Eddie: *grins* She's <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen431.jpg">a great kisser</a>... <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen432.jpg">among </a>other <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen433.jpg">things</a>.<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen434.jpg">Chimes</a>! Woots! I uh... uh oh...<br />Eddie: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen435.jpg">Crap</a>.<br />Sorry Eddie. Maybe you two should keep those kinds of activities at her house from now on.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen438.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oops!<br />Eddie: Again? Now what? What did I do?<br />Congrats, you're a dad!<br />Eddie: What? We just heard the chimes. I don't think that is possible, not even for us sims.<br />No, not Sariana. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen04/01Gen439.jpg">Gladys, she had a girl</a>. You have an heiress. 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So I followed her in… Akara had her baby… it’s a boy…<br />Franklin: *laughs* You forgot to write down his name.<br />Uh… yes… he um… does it really matter what his name is?<br />Franklin: *shrugs* Not to me it doesn’t.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen333.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Who the frell is that?<br />Evan. He transitioned before I realized it. He lost his curls again and those eyebrows are more suited on Eddie or you than him…<br />Franklin: He looks like a Babii for the first time.<br />Hey now, not all Babii’s are evil, thankyouverymuch.<br />Franklin: *scoffs* Its not as if it matters, knowing you the way I do, you sent him to the mirror and gave him <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen334.jpg">his stupid curls back</a>.<br />Hey! Erm… yes, yes I did.<br />Franklin: *laughs*<br />Then I went and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen335.jpg">changed his clothes</a>… the boy has some <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen336.jpg">odd clothing sense</a>! o.O<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen337.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />And apparently he has no common sense either. Seriously, if you’re hungry there is plenty of food in the fridge, leftovers and things to cook!<br />Franklin: *smirks* He’s hungry because Mr. GoodyTwoShoes is a vegetarian.<br />No, that isn’t why he is hungry. He was hungry before going to bed so he is wickedly hungry when he got up. Doesn’t matter Eddie made pancakes.<br />Franklin: I’m sick of <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen338.jpg">these do-gooders</a>…<br />Uh huh… well it would seem Evan wasn’t <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen339.jpg">too keen on hearing </a>how much ‘good’ sims suck… seeing how he too is good.<br />Franklin: Of course, that is why I complain to him about ‘good’ sims?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen340.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />As I mentioned, Eddie made pancakes. Lime pancakes… o.O ew…<br />Franklin: Actually they were surprisingly tasty.<br />Uh huh… I’ll take your word for it. Anyhow, this is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen341.jpg">the closest I have gotten</a> to having a sit down meal with the family. I either need 2 more chairs or a bigger table or something…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen342.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Wait you want ‘me’ to fix the garbage disposal? I thought you didn’t let the heir die…<br />I’m not trying to kill you silly. Your handy skill is high enough to successfully fix it and it will help your skill advance for your next promotion. You’re so close to the top, why stop now?<br />Franklin: Hmmm…<br />Trust me…<br />Franklin: Well you did say you wouldn’t kill the heir or future heir…<br />Exactly. See? <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen343.jpg">All done</a>. You’re the man… erm… sim.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen344.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oops there he goes again. He loves to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen345.jpg">steal candy from Aiden</a>… but he can’t seem to help but help comfort him afterwards. He’s so conflicted.<br />Franklin: I dunno, Roo. Looks to me as if <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen346.jpg">he’s walking away</a>.<br />True, but see his wish panel? He wants to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen347.jpg">snuggle the brat</a>.<br />Franklin: I have an odd son.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen348.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Yes, but he is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen349.jpg">definitely yours</a>.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* Yes he is.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen350.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Evan has volunteered to test the body adjusting thingie for me.<br />Franklin: We said the next test subject would be made fatter…<br />Yes we did. Evan <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen351.jpg">stepped in</a> to the machine, it kicked on <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen352.jpg">doing its ‘thing’</a> and out he came with a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen353.jpg">round belly</a>. Shame I missed the shot of him happily rubbing his tummy. *snickers*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen354.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Hey Franklin, I uh… *blinks* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen355.jpg">That’s not you</a>…<br />Franklin: No it isn’t and I’d appreciate it if you didn’t stare at my son… its just a tad creepy.<br />I’m not staring… if I wanted to stare at someone in the shower, I have <a href="http://img4.glowfoto.com/images/2009/08/14-1830491255M.jpg">plenty shots</a> of you to stare at.<br />Franklin: Why am I not surprised. I think you have too many of those.<br />Blasphemy, there is no such thing as too many nekkie pictures of you.<br />Franklin: *smirks*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen357.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Anyhow I was just thinking… your dad is pulling one of those, he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen358.jpg">just wont die</a> things like his parents. I’m worried…<br />Franklin: About what?<br />I adore Christian and was freaked a bit about him being replaced by you… and now I cant wait for him to die… am I going to feel that way about you?<br />Franklin: *shrugs* Its possible. Especially if the house is full like now and the next generation is about ready to take over the house.<br />*sighs* That’s what I was afraid of.<br />Franklin: Its okay, Roo. I know I’m your favorite heir.<br />*coughs*fornow*coughs*<br />Franklin: *laughs* I heard that.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen359.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So Eddie invited Gladys over and Franklin invited Lisa over and we got ready for the inevitable…<br />Franklin: Just because I ate the ambrosia, doesn’t mean the rest of the family doesn’t continue to age…<br />Ya, I know.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen360.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />There’s something different about Gladys, and I don’t mean just her clothes. It turns out she has already <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen361.jpg">transitioned to young adult</a>. Bonus for me, means I don’t need a second cake. Ready Franklin?<br />Franklin: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen362.jpg">I am now</a>.<br />*chuckles* You’re such a brat.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen363.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So Eddie is ready, the family gathered, he blew out the candles, they all cheered excessively, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen364.jpg">Eddie sparkled</a>, spun, got his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen365.jpg">last trait </a>and took over the reigns. *tilts head* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen366.jpg">You’re handsome</a>.<br />Eddie: Naturally, I look like Dad.<br />Speaking of your father, where did he run off to?<br />Eddie: *chuckles* Lisa is here… where do <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen367.jpg">you think he went</a>?<br />*smirks* Naturally…<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-your-coffee-table-decaff.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td>Next Entry</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-7040155883879488765?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-52689100425154182532009-08-10T10:21:00.012-05:002009-08-10T14:50:46.538-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen301.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Starting this update with transition time… this <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen302.jpg">time its Hope</a>. She uh… well she’s cute… after her makeover that is. I mean sorry, but that hair she had and those clothes? Ugh is putting it nicely.<br />Franklin: *laughs* You’re such a brat.<br />Meh. I can be. Thankfully she is easier to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen303.jpg">look at after said makeover</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen304.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />By the way, we have an uninvited guest, erm ghost in the house. I hadn’t realized Grimmy left her urn in the bathroom. It kinda blended in with the flooring. That and I just figured since she didn’t live her she would go directly home or to the cemetery.<br />Franklin: One would think so, wouldn’t they…<br />Yes, yes I did. Glad you see things my way.<br />Franklin: As if I have a choice with you putting words in my mouth…<br />Hey!<br />Franklin: *laughs*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen305.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So life went on as it will do… Christian is getting older and some how surviving all the times that he waits to eat until the last minute. Precious is working on <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen306.jpg">the toddler skills with Aiden</a>… and then I got a pop up.<br />Franklin: You get them all the time. What was so special about this one?<br />Glad you asked. Evan met someone at school… his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen307.jpg">name is Cecil Babii</a>.<br />Franklin: Babii? An unknown relative… interesting…<br />Indeed. Or it would be if he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen308.jpg">was actually related</a>. Turns out our darling Jenn has found herself a man. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen309.jpg">This man </a>knocked up our girl and she had a son, Cecil. Time to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen310.jpg">have a party </a>and meet this new Babii…<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen311.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Moments before the party Akara decides to visit. She’s never done this before and wouldn’t you know it, it’s the day she’s invited over…<br />Franklin: What is Akara wearing? Its hideous.<br />She’s pregnant… finally!<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen312.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So the family and guests start arriving. Franklin finally <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen313.jpg">makes it home</a> from work. I have Eddie order pizza and break out the food. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen314.jpg">Carmen askes her dad </a>to dance with her, Christian was a good sport and obliged. How he bends like that <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen315.jpg">at his age is beyond me</a>. Not to mention his head going through the dishwasher…<br />Franklin: *chuckles* It’s a ‘sim’ thing. We defy physics and logic.<br />Hmm… well when you put it that way… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen316.jpg">Eddie and Gladys </a>are attached at the lips as always. Hmmm… he may balk at the idea of her being killed off…<br />Franklin: Possibly. While he is evil, he does have that family oriented trait. *pauses* Hey Roo… who is that behind them?<br />That <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen317.jpg">would be Jenn</a>, she aged well.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen318.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />He’s here!<br />Franklin: Who’s here?<br />Cecil Babii the reason we threw the party… to meet the kid and get the family back together and play a bit of catch up on what is going on with their lives.<br />Franklin: Like remembering <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen319.jpg">Carmen is a coward</a>?<br />*blinks* uh… ya, things like that…<br />Franklin: Pops apparently <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen320.jpg">doesn’t know his grandson very well</a>. They had a difference of opinion.<br />Yes, they both threw negatives on that one. Clash of traits I believe it said… oh hey pizza is here.<br />Franklin: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen321.jpg">I’m busy</a>… have the boy answer the door.<br />Oh for crying out loud… *nudges Eddie* Seriously, you’d think you two never see each other.<br />Franklin: *smirks* What can I say… the woman adores me.<br />*rolls eyes* Right and those wishes I keep fulfilling for you …<br />Franklin: Just icing on the cake.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen322.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Naturally we had party crashers, at least this one brought food. While this one is a friend of Hope… oh that gives me an- *blinks*<br />Franklin: What?<br />The eyebrows, he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen323.jpg">has to be related to Brett</a>.<br />Franklin: Lets hope the sisters get along… it looks as if they may be moving in together.<br />Nah, I’m not making that mistake again. Once Hope is old enough, she will get married, he’ll move in and I’ll kick them out. No more funds are coming out of this household. Speaking of Brett, he should make a good dad, he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen324.jpg">got along very well with Evan</a>.<br />Franklin: You think <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen325.jpg">Akara will have a boy or a girl</a>?<br />Let’s see… we’ve been having oodles of boys lately… but she was wearing pink maternity clothes… ya I haven’t a clue. I just look forward to seeing him/her grow up.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen326.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Speaking of growing up… Fred is growing up rather nicely.<br />Franklin: Naturally, he’s my son.<br />*rolls eyes and smirks* Whatever… I wonder if living with your uncle is going to have any influence over this little guy. I doubt it though.<br />Franklin: Fred’s my <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen327.jpg">little buddy</a>. He wont let that pansy uncle of mine influence him.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen328.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Uh ya… so life continues in the Babii house. I finally have the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen329.jpg">ground floor completed</a>. I have yet to begin construction on the second floor. Not to mention I am horrible with landscaping… but I did try this time. Its better than usual anyhow. I just don’t care for roses and I find that is EA guys main staple of flowers. *shudders and sighs*<br />Franklin: The garden is still small. There are more of us that can work on it. You may want to consider expanding it.<br />Nah, maybe… I dunno but its really doubtful. Mostly because I find <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen330.jpg">smaller ones more manageable</a> and you don’t spend your whole morning out there.<br />Franklin: *chuckles*<br />What?<br />Franklin: Just wonder what it is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/10gen331.jpg">Oma wanted from Grandpa Sherm</a> that he wasn’t in the mood for…<br />*blinks* Sometimes ignorance is bliss…<br /><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-uh-page-2.html">page 2</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-5268910042515418253?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-78226098588559863642009-08-04T09:55:00.016-05:002009-08-10T17:31:53.643-05:00Read for the oddities I mentioned earlier?<br />Franklin: *looks around, shrugs* Uh, sure…<br />*giggles* I didn’t mean you… but okay lets do this.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen339.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Transmogrify… I have no idea why Eddie has this ‘power’ but he does. I found this purely by accident. I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen340.jpg">found a seed</a>, clicked on it expecting him to be able to simply pick it up to take home and there it was… the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen341.jpg">option to transmogrify</a>. Naturally I chose this option. Eddie picked up the seed, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen342.jpg">held it </a>and it changed in <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen343.jpg">to flame fruit</a>! It doesn’t work with all of them, only those that are actually flame fruit. (I guess) My theory is that its because of his mom… Shawanda was a firefighter. Didn’t EA Guys put in an Easter Egg for firefighters? Maybe they put more than one… it’s possible and the only thing I can think of.<br />Franklin: *raises eyebrow* My son can do ‘that’? Interesting…<br />Mhm… once I had him do it and it <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen344.jpg">evaporated in a puff of smoke</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen345.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Finally! Oh read faster Christian…<br />Franklin: What are you talking about? Pop has been reading a lot lately… studying something for some reason.<br />Yes his cooking skill was too low, so I had him study. Seeing how he is the genius of the family, I figured it would be faster for him or a bookworm, seeing how we have none, Christian got the job.<br />Franklin: *yawn* Uh huh…<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen347.jpg">Franklin its time</a>! *bounces* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen346.jpg">Wake up</a>! Your father is making you a special breakfast. *pokes Franklin* Oh now doesn’t that look… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen348.jpg">appetizing</a>… *wrinkles nose*<br />Franklin: *stretches* It’s not my birthday… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen349.jpg">what gives</a>?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen350.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />It will be done in a minute… or two… I don’t know just give it some time.<br />Franklin: I don’t have a lot of time. I have to get ready for work. Maybe I’ll just have this leftover- *blinks* I’ll <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen351.jpg">just brush my teeth </a>until its finished… *growls* you did it again.<br />Yes, I didn’t want you to eat any leftovers. I want you to eat what your father has been studying to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen352.jpg">make just for you</a>.<br />Franklin: Mmm… well it does smell good. Tasty… in an odd way… good, but- *blinks* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen353.jpg">I feel funny</a>.<br />Yay! He <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen354.jpg">sparkled real pretty</a> and has restarted his YA years. So the ambrosia works like a charm. Not to forget the awesome moodlet that comes from eating it. +75 for 7 days! Golly.<br />Franklin: I’m <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen355.jpg">late for work</a>. We’ll talk about this when I get home!<br />*waves and grins*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen356.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Another thing that was odd… Lashanda Boyles came by for a visit. She wasn’t invited. She isnt the only one. This is Franklin’s co-worker’s daughter… I forgot her first name, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen357.jpg">she’s a Do</a>. I thought maybe she was a friend of Eddie’s that came home from school with him… only they <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen358.jpg">hadn’t met either</a>. Not looking a gift horse in the mouth, I had our Gen4 heir greet her and test the waters. She didn’t blink when <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen359.jpg">they spoke of families</a>. She didn’t <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen360.jpg">get bored </a>when he spoke of conspiracies… *sighs* That’s <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen361.jpg">about the time </a>Lashanda passed on. She was in there with Aiden <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen362.jpg">when her time came</a>. Naturally everything stopped in <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen363.jpg">order to ‘mourn’ a virtual stranger</a>. Too many people for such a small room <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen364.jpg">so I distracted Hope</a>. About then I heard Grim’s arrival. Only I didn’t see him… so I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen365.jpg">dropped the walls</a>. He popped up in the bathroom. *snickers* Then did the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen366.jpg">hip pause a few times </a>as both he and Eddie tried to enter the room. While I was inconvenienced by a non-family member’s death, I was still amused by Grim’s antics… not to mention Lashanda saying she has to go home to take care of a few things… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen367.jpg">you should call</a>! *blinks* really?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen368.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Grim was then amused <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen369.jpg">by their stereo </a>for some odd reason. Eddie <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen370.jpg">introduced himself </a>and instantly took a disliking to him. Eddie’s ‘friendly’ trait <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen371.jpg">apparently clashes with Grim’s </a>‘mean spirited’. I’m surprised he gets along so well with his father then.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen372.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Seeing how the ‘Do’ girl was still here, Eddie poured on the charm. They talked, they <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen373.jpg">flirted</a>, they <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen374.jpg">hugged</a>, they <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen375.jpg">kissed</a>, they <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen376.jpg">made out </a>and he asked her to be his GF. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen377.jpg">She accepted</a>. Oddly enough, the boy was none too happy to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen378.jpg">find her in his bed</a>…<br />Franklin: *chuckles* He has a lot to learn.<br />You’re home from work?<br />Franklin: I have been for a while. I got home shortly after Grim left.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen379.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The last thing I have to offer you is Aiden. He did his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen380.jpg">sparkly twirl </a>and transitioned <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen381.jpg">to a toddler</a>. A very <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen382.jpg">bald toddler</a>, but a toddler all the same. I like overalls on little babies, they’re just too cute. I just <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen383.jpg">need him to have hair</a>.<br />Franklin: Now about this ‘ambrosia’…<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-now-return-to-test-in-progress.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-uh-oh-pause.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-7822609858855986364?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-49811875810263142922009-08-03T17:30:00.012-05:002009-08-04T13:31:41.943-05:00Sorry RL dictated that I stop the last update where I did. *grumbles about conference calls* Now last update… oh right, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen301.jpg">Aiden was born </a>and there was a transition party going on.<br />Franklin: I see you invited my Lisa.<br />Yes I made sure you had your Lisa. I had to make sure she spun in to something other than her maternity clothes. Ick! I hate those clothes. They’re hideous.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen302.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I find the cake ritual frustrating. Regardless of who I have selected, the sims will decide who brings the child to the cake and not me. I find it rude actually. I mean there have been many times that I have picked a specific person for a photo-op. Just like this time.<br />Franklin: *shrugs* Mom wanted to do it. Why would I care who brings Sandra’s ‘good’ son to the cake for his transition?<br />Maybe because I wanted a picture of you with him to show just how much he looks like his father.<br />Franklin: *scoffs*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen303.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />As family and a few guests gathered, they blew out the candles. Evan <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen304.jpg">cheered for himself</a>, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen305.jpg">sparkled </a>and transitioned. Unfortunately <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen306.jpg">he lost his curls</a>. I am sorry to see them gone and will need to rectify that.<br />Franklin: Yes the ‘good’ boy needs his cherub hair. *sneers*<br />What is with you? You’re meaner than usual…<br />Franklin: I don’t know. I’m getting older, I’m getting meaner and maybe because a spare got a cake instead of me… the heir of Gen 3 goes without… what gives? Why does that goody two shoes brat of Sandra’s get a cake and my boy, Eddie doesn’t?<br />Eddie is two days from transition just like you-<br />Franklin: I’m what? The announcement came up, Roo… today is my birthday. Today!<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen307.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oh that’s the guy who had to be invited… Israel… something… *blinks* Okay so I apparently forgot his name too.<br />Franklin: Don’t change the subject, Roo.<br />Hope has made contact with <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen309.jpg">her half sister, Carmen</a>. I wonder if they’ll be friends. Carmen had a great time at the party. She even met Lisa. They <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen310.jpg">hit it off pretty well</a>.<br />Franklin: That’s my Lisa!<br />Wow, for a stud you’re real whiney today.<br />Franklin: Listen here, Roo. You did something to alter my transition day, won’t tell me what is going on, yet expect me to act as if everything is just fine. Fess up, Woman!<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen311.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Fine. You ate ‘life fruit’. Two of them to be exact… giving you two more days until your transition.<br />Franklin: That’s it? It can’t be that simple…<br />Yup, that’s all I did. I find you can only eat two fruits at a time. No that isn’t right, you can eat more but you only gain the two days regardless of how many you eat.<br />Franklin: So you aren’t killing me without telling me?<br />*blinks* Would I do that?<br />Franklin: *smirks* You do it to everyone else.<br />I don’t kill the heir.<br />Franklin: Good to know.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen312.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So I was dumb… and as always… impatient. I couldn’t remember what happens to playable ghosts and how or when they die. Seeing how I can’t kill one… why not age the woman quicker. Unfortunately I didn’t realize the whole freaking house would get out of bed in order to celebrate with her. *headdesk*<br />Franklin: *laughs* That’s okay, gave me some more <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen313.jpg">time with my woman</a>.<br />Very true. She was exhausted earlier and went to bed before you.<br />Franklin: Not <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen314.jpg">this time she didn’t</a>…<br />*blinks* Did I… no… cuz I don’t need… but then…<br />Franklin: Yup. I believe you did.<br />*covers ears* Uuuuugh…. no but I didn’t hear any… *sighs* You know, lately the chimes haven’t been playing and yet the stupid simmies are preggers…<br />Franklin: I still want a daughter… maybe this time I’ll actually get one.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen315.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Since they were up anyhow, I took advantage and shoo’d Evan to the mirror. I missed his curls. He just isn’t Evan with out them. No sooner did he finish <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen316.jpg">he played with the mirror</a>. I’ve never seen any of the sims do that before. It cracked me up!<br />Franklin: *chuckles* We never had one of those mirrors before.<br />Yes well, someone wanted to buy something for a minimum amount of simoleans… blah, blah…<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen317.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Now some odd things have happened this time around. Not a lot just a few things I have never seen before and one I just don’t know where it came from, why he can do it and it is just cool as all heck… but I’ll get there in a minute. First there is the issue of ghosts. Even though there is no gate around this fence <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen318.jpg">they tend to get out occasionally</a>. I did eventually enlarge it and move their headstones to the center. There is also the issue of newspapers they seem to grab out of their butt and toss all over the place. I have to remember to pull them out every morning or they collect there and no new newspapers will be delivered. *grumps*<br />Franklin: What is Mom doing?<br />I figure since she can’t die and I have no spouse or spare that can <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen319.jpg">fix the dishwasher</a>, she gets the honors.<br />Franklin: Good thinking.<br />Thanks. And a side note, now that Don is out of the house, Christian allows Precious to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen320.jpg">sleep with him again</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen321.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />One day I remembered the perfect garden and sent Christian out to harvest. Seeing how Precious was still on maternity leave for Aiden. I may as well let Christian get some fresh air. Seeing Lisa was here playing in the sprinklers and Franklin just got off work, I had him come <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen322.jpg">here instead of home</a>. Like a good little sim <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen323.jpg">he came immediately</a>.<br />Franklin: She was glad to see me.<br />Yes and then you two played in the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen324.jpg">sprinklers which cracked me up</a>. Only…<br />Franklin: Don’t say it…<br />Well suddenly Franklin stopped playing around and got all pissy. Walked <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen325.jpg">over to this old crotchety man</a>…<br />Franklin: Roo…<br />They exchanged a few words… a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen326.jpg">few heated words</a>… and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen327.jpg">got in to a fight</a>!<br />Franklin: *groans* Did you have to tell them ‘this’?<br />Tell them what? That you stomped over to pick a fight with an old man, that as far as I know you have never met before, went in to fisticuffs over who knows what and-<br />Franklin: Roo… just let it go…<br />Um… okay… Christian made hot dogs and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen328.jpg">Franklin read a book at the park</a>… after getting his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen329.jpg">ars kicked by the old man</a>. *snickers*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen330.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Poor Franklin had a rough afternoon. He needed a few good moodlets.<br />Franklin: You’re staring again.<br />Uh huh…<br />Franklin: So I’m not one of the guinea pigs, I’m a slab of meat.<br />Beefcake to be more accurate… Franklin, what are you doing? You cant’ <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen331.jpg">kill yourself in the bathtub</a>…<br />Franklin: Are you sure? You’ve utterly humiliated me. I can’t believe an old man beat me up.<br />You never worked out a day in your life. You’re just naturally this good looking… I’ll tell you what. You have all that gym equipment in that room. Get out and we’ll have you buffed in no time.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen332.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Crap! I forgot it was Eddie’s birthday. All this other stuff going on and it just slipped my mind. At least he wasn’t alone. He had his Aunt Hope with him. I hope he rolls something interesting…<br />Franklin: *laughs* Be careful what you wish for… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen333.jpg">you just may get it</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen334.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I sent them home seeing how it was getting late and Eddie was in need of a makeover. I hate that they change his hair for him. I picked which style I want him in darn it. *growls* So Hope hops on her little bike and heads home followed by Eddie… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen335.jpg">on a little bike</a>? o.O<br />Franklin: It appears I’m not the only one in the family <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen336.jpg">that needs to work out</a>.<br />Nope you aren’t the only one. Eddie is a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen337.jpg">chubby baby</a>. At least <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/09gen338.jpg">he’s still a cutie</a>.<br /><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/coffee-table-page-2.html">page 2</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-4981187581026314292?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-16915937431972586742009-08-03T10:08:00.019-05:002009-08-04T13:33:24.741-05:00Ghost Baby –<br />Objectives:<br />Phase 1. Create a ghost baby.<br />Attempt by LL sim-Goddess, ghost male impregnates female sim. Result: sim baby.<br />First attempt by Babii, sim male impregnates ghost female. Result: sim baby.<br />Second attempt by Babii, ghost male impregnates ghost female. Result: in progress.<br /><br />Phase 2. Kill a ghost.<br />Does it work? If yes, will it change colors accordingly?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/setup01.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />In order to run our test, we had to have a test subject. While we had the unsuspecting Precious to impregnate, there was of course a need for a ghost male… one that was not related… one I would have no qualms of torturing in order to carry out phase 2.<br />Franklin: *nods* Enter test subject male, deceased of old age, non-related: Don Lothario. Lothario was reanimated at the science labs as expected for a mere sum of §5k.<br />Once pregnancy was confirmed in Precious, test subject Lothario was put in confinement. An adapted form of ‘piano fire’ was implemented, with input from sim-Goddess Lisa.<br />Franklin: *blinks* My Lisa?<br />*raises eyebrow* Uh… no… my Lisa…<br />Franklin: I see.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/setup03.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />A small room designated for a third bathroom was temporarily used as testing grounds. With no pianos in TS3, I have a fireplace, a couch, an easel and a toilet. The idea, put him in hungry and see which if any will kill him first, either death by fire or starvation.<br />Franklin: Test subject <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/setup02.jpg">Lothario lit the fireplace</a> and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen301.jpg">began painting</a>. If it were to be death by starvation, perhaps he would at least complete his painting and contribute to replacement costs of any furniture needed or at least pay for a new door for the room.<br />I tried saving the stupid door. Short of putting it on another wall in the meantime, it was simply a sell now and re-purchase later type of an arrangement. Test subject Lothario was hungry… just not quite hungry enough for my liking. I took the liberty of lowering his hunger.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen302.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Sim-life went on as usual around the house and town, none being the wiser of the on goings in the room. Granted, anyone wishing to could very easily look in the window to see how things were progressing.<br />Notification came much quicker than I had expected. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen303.jpg">There is a fire on your lot</a>. While I thought this was good news it was not.<br />Franklin: Yes. The window in the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen304.jpg">room caused others to see the fire </a>and not have a way to reach it. Leaving us sims in a bit of a limbo of indecisiveness.<br />*nods* It was a stressful <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen305.jpg">time for all involved</a>, sim and sim-Goddess alike. While the sims would receive a negative path thought, I panicked when Franklin refused to pick up his son.<br />Franklin: Evan is not my son.<br />Hate to break it to you, Franklin… Evan ‘is’ your son. While I could tell <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen307.jpg">Evan to move</a>, he and everything within the house was suddenly unclickable… meaning there were no interactions with any item or sims on the lot. I began questioning my decision to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen306.jpg">place the viewing window</a>. Those that were moments before sleeping soundly, were <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen308.jpg">awakened and immobile</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/overkill.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The fire took on a life of its own, as fires have been known to do. It was out of control and began to grow larger than the room itself. I wondered how realistic EA Guys made the game and would the fire become so out of control as to escape the room. Finally it <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/overkill02.jpg">moved on to test subject Lothario</a>.<br />Franklin: Lothario danced the dance of ‘<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen309.jpg">OMG a fire</a>’ he did not do the ‘OMG my ars is on fire’ dance that was anticipated.<br />Even his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/problem.jpg">needs reflected </a>that he was unharmed in this fire. As you can clearly see he is fully engulfed in said flames, yet he is immune to any damage.<br />Franklin: Much to the chagrin of our sim-Goddess who could be heard cursing unrepeatable phrases.<br />*blinks* You heard that?<br />Franklin: *smirks* Seeing how phase 2 was complete, Lothario was directed to extinguish the flames. The <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen312.jpg">pittance of insurance </a>was collected, Lothario cleaned up the room and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/ItsTime.jpg">he was moved</a> out of the house.<br />More accurately I used the ‘<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen313.jpg">kick out</a>’ option in order to keep him from removing any more funds from this house. Note <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen314.jpg">his hunger is at 0</a>. This was not adjusted prior to his leaving. *waves* Thanks Don, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen315.jpg">now get out</a>. Side note and an interesting thing I learned. If you send a ghost to the dresser or mirror <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/Don.jpg">he/she becomes a sim again</a>… until you’re through that is.<br />Franklin: Once the fire was put out, things were <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/back2normal.jpg">back to normal</a> in the Babii house.<br /><br />End phase 2 of the Ghost Baby test.<br /><br />----<br /><br /><center><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen316.jpg"><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen316.jpg" width="650" /></a></center><br />Franklin: My transition day is approaching, as is Evan’s and Eddie’s. Mom had an opportunity to throw a party. She was to include co-workers at the party including a specific co-worker named Israel… something…<br />*smirks* Occasionally your absent-minded trait shows.<br />Franklin: Or it could be all those potions you agree to let me test. Why don’t you tell them no occasionally?<br />The <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen317.jpg">side affects are funny</a>!<br />Franklin: For you perhaps…<br />You’re right. If I remember we’ll decline the next one… in the meantime you’re a bit hungry. Why not eat one of the fruits in your backpack?<br />Franklin: We’re about to have a party… there will be plenty of food then.<br />No I’m sending Precious to make her favorite fish and chips… your hunger is pretty low now.<br />Franklin: Roo… *blinks* I think I’ll <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen318.jpg">eat this fruit in my backpack</a>. *chomp* I hate when you do that to me.<br />*adjusts stolen halo*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen319.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Precious was in the middle of making fish and chips when <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen320.jpg">the first guests arrived</a>. As they arrived <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen321.jpg">another announcement </a>was made. That’s right… today is not only a transition celebration it is time for the results of phase 1. Guests <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen322.jpg">paused momentarily</a>, took in the situation and panicked accordingly. Well <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen323.jpg">not all guests</a>.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* Carmen is hardly a guest, she’s family. She takes these things in stride as a true Babii.<br />Looking at those traits of hers, she really is a Babii.<br />Franklin: *laughs harder* That she is.<br />Woots! Success! We <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/08gen324.jpg">have a ghost baby</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/Aiden.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Meet Aiden Babii, our first and last ghost baby. I have learned quite a bit during this test including the fact that I am not fond of ghosts. Unplayable ghosts are an annoyance but these playable ghosts are worse by far. The ghostly sounds they make drive me insane and why do even the female ghosts have to sound so manly?<br />Franklin: Feel better?<br />Yes.<br />Franklin: Good its time for the cake.<br /><br />So the Ghost Baby test is complete.<br /><br />Phase 1. Create a ghost baby.<br />Second attempt by Babii, ghost male impregnates ghost female. Result: ghost baby<br /><br />Phase 2. Kill a ghost.<br />Playable ghosts are immune to death inflicted upon them by this sim-Goddess.<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/id-love-to.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><br /><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-your-coffee-table-decaff.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br />Franklin: Hey Roo?<br />Hmm?<br />Franklin: Why did you give Lothario a toilet?<br />Just in case it took days for him to die, I didn’t want a repeat of Sandra. *wrinkles nose*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-1691593743197258674?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-15530174558549201012009-07-29T23:39:00.021-05:002009-08-03T13:18:48.878-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen301.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oh just die already! *sighs dramatically*<br />Franklin: Well aren’t you the impatient one? *smirks*<br />*glares* Yes and she’s annoying me. She just wont die.<br />Franklin: Give it some time, Roo. The EA Guys don’t understand sim-Goddesses, such as yourself, enjoy killing your sims. They think it is a mistake and give you plenty of time to ‘save’ her.<br />Save… her… *blinks* save… *breaks down laughing* Oh that’s funny.<br />Franklin: Indeed.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen302.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Precious and the test subject were sent downtown for a nice private meal. I was tired of their relationship hurting Christian so much. It would appear that if they’re on the same lot, then he ‘knows’ regardless of where on the property they are. I find that utterly absurd, but I am not of those ‘Guys’ so I have no control over such things.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* Sandra has really <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen303.jpg">slipped in to the red</a>. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anyone that unhappy before.<br />*sighs* She has a bench right there… she could <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen303a.jpg">nap for cripes sakes</a>, stupid mindless drone sim that she is. *headdesk* Speaking of mindless drones… the ‘couple’ <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen304.jpg">choose to read </a>when I left them to do their own thing.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen305.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: *raises eyebrow* What’s with the fish tank?<br />Eddie caught his first fish. He wanted to keep it in a bowl.<br />Franklin: You know that creature is going to die…<br />*shrugs* Like everything else in this house… yes he too will eventually die.<br />Franklin: I should go visit Lisa. I haven’t met my son yet.<br />o.O That was so left field.<br />Franklin: You’re rubbing off on me.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen306.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />It is a great idea… get this gardening done and we’ll head over.<br />Franklin: Why do I care about this garden if we’re moving?<br />Other than your job has gardening skills for promotions, I want the garden left lovely and taken care of so you can come back occasionally and reap the benefits without much more effort.<br />Franklin: Benefits… Hey Roo, tomorrow is Monday.<br />Ya… and?<br />Franklin: We all go to work tomorrow… including Sandra…<br />o.O she needs to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen307.jpg">quit her job</a>.. now. *peeks at her needs* oooh she has <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen307a.jpg">24 hrs to live</a>! *bounces*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen308.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Am I going to look that bad when I become an elder?<br />*sighs* Probably… maybe… possibly… if I let you get old.<br />Franklin: *laughs* Even you can’t stop death forever, Roo. Eventually I will get old and die. I just don’t want to end up looking like ‘that’.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen309.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*melts* So this is Fred. He’s adorable. I hate his hair and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen310.jpg">he could use some pants</a>… but he’s definitely a Babii and he’s so freaking cute.<br />Franklin: *laughs* This from the woman who says all infants, toddlers and children look alike.<br />… shut up.<br />Franklin: *laughs harder* Thanks Roo.<br />Hmmm? For what? … I mean you’re welcome… for what? o.O<br />Franklin: Giving me <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/sosweet.jpg">Lisa and Fred</a>. I know we’ve talked about this and I really thought you were nuts when you suggested-<br />Suggested?<br />Franklin: ‘Told’ me what was ahead for me in my life… and here I have a wonderful woman and another handsome son.<br />Just remember she can never move in with you… spend the night, sure… just not move in…<br />Franklin: Is that why you didn’t have Pop fight for his marriage with Jenn?<br />Yup, if she stayed, I’d have to kill her off…<br />Franklin: Do you have enough Sim-Goddess Simme’s to last the generations?<br />*thinks* I think so… maybe… what generation are we on?<br />Franklin: Eddie is #4.<br />Right… so I need seven more? *tries to think and fails* I’m sure I have enough.<br />Franklin: What if you have an heiress?<br />*boggles* I uh… Brian! I have ‘the Shiny One’… no worries…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen312.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Speaking of Pop. He refuses to sleep with Mom any more… I can’t say I blame the man.<br />Me either… which brings me back to Sandra needing to die… now… I had to set up a twin bed in the loft so he would have a place to sleep.<br />Franklin: That was the night Shawanda finally <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen311.jpg">made an appearance</a>.<br />Same night your grandmother upset your grandfather by flirting… again…<br />Franklin: *shrugs* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen313.jpg">Oma will never change</a>.<br />Nope, not even in death…<br /><br /><center><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen313b.jpg"><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen313b.jpg" width="650" /></a></center><br />Franklin: Hmm… maybe I shouldn’t have drunk that vial…<br />*blinks* Afraid of the dark? You’re brave… how the frell?<br />Franklin: *shrugs* It was a new potion one of the guys was testing.<br />Oh… weird… neat, but weird. *peeks at Sandra’s needs* Oooh soon! <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen313a.jpg">Very, very soon</a>… *speeds up time*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen314.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />And there she goes! *ponders* I should have cleared the area… well that’s <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen315.jpg">easily remedied</a>. *stores bench and lamps*<br />Franklin: Grim’s here.<br />Well hells bells I should have <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen316.jpg">gotten rid of the fence</a>… okay that’s better. Okay Grimmy, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen317.jpg">you’re clear to reap</a> her soul. *watches, waits* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen318.jpg">Pretty color </a>for a starvation ghost.<br />Franklin: *laughs* The maid isn’t too impressed. She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen319.jpg">thinks Sandra stinks</a>.<br />Well she does. She piddled a few times with no shower. *waves a dismissive hand* I don’t care about all that… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen320.jpg">we have a ghost</a>… we have an empty slot in the house!! Time to move! Yay!!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen321.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Okay guys the important things are packed and… *sighs* Too much testosterone… break it up guys and grab the toddlers, its time to move.<br />Franklin: I thought we decided to buy new furniture when we go to the new house?<br />You decided and I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen321a.jpg">changed my mind</a>. We’ll replace the furniture as we go along.<br />Franklin: *furrows eyebrows* You said that to Oma and Pop…<br />Only this time we have the funds to do it. I just want to make sure we have enough to make the new house, put in windows, doors, flooring, and paint. Then if we can we’ll do the second floor and then we’ll weed out the old furniture for new stuff.<br /><br /><center><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen321b.jpg"><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen321b.jpg" width="650" /></a></center><br />I was half way done with building the house when I had to stop playing… I went ‘live’ in order to save and that is when I saw grumpy Christian’s very red plumbbob.<br />Franklin: The test subject you picked is a hot head. He took out his frustrations on Pop. Don’t worry, he will eventually get over it. The house is a bit lopsided…<br />Meh, it will do.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen322.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I forgot Hope loves the outdoors. She loves the new lot. Once the house was built I left her outside for a little while. Then once she was in bed, I moved at least one toy on the porch for her.<br />Franklin: Sometimes I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen323.jpg">forget she’s around</a>. She’s a pretty quiet kid.<br />Me too… I’m surprised I haven’t heard from…<br />Franklin: Roo?<br />*grins* I have a new test…<br />Franklin: *rubs hands together* Great, who dies?<br />*laughs* No one… yet…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen324.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So the house is ready… sort of… okay so I got tired of building. I wanted to play… deal!<br />Franklin: *blinks* It isn’t done? I realize there isn’t a second story but there is a kitchen, dining room, living room, drawing room, exercise room, nursery, two bathrooms and four bedrooms… did I leave anything out?<br />*ponders* No… and you have walls, paint, flooring, windows and doors.<br />Franklin: You did forget a few lights here and there…<br />Two… two rooms were dark give me a break it is a big house!<br />Franklin: *chuckles*<br />As I was saying… *pokes Franklin* The house is ready enough that its time for these two to get busy with my next test.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen325.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: *laughs rubbing his side* Test subject was not cooperative. Did someone slip up and tell him he’s going to die after the test is complete in order to fulfill phase two of this test?<br />Nope. He was just tired from the move… not a problem though… I had <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen326.jpg">him initiate things </a>and it worked out better. So much better <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen327.jpg">phase one is under way</a>.<br />Franklin: Pop feels <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen327a.jpg">betrayed every time</a>. Technically him and Mom are engaged.<br />Maybe he needs to break up with her… I haven’t decided yet.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen328.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oh and thanks to the Shiny One and his brilliant idea of fencing in the headstones. The ghosts are contained.<br />Franklin: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen329.jpg">Tell that to Oma</a>.<br />*headdesk* I need to remember to move the headstones away from the edge… maybe she just popped out of the headstone on the wrong side of the fence?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen330.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Today is the day Hope grows up.<br />Franklin: *shrugs* I see what you mean about <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen331.jpg">kids looking alike</a>.<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen332.jpg">She has potential</a>… only we wont see her achieve her full potential until she gets to her teen years.<br />Franklin: Throw a pair of glasses on the kid and she looks just like Akara. *narrows eyes* Is that why you <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen333.jpg">kept my old homework</a>?<br />*giggles*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen334.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Eddie is a goo… erm friendly sort. *giggles* See him <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen335.jpg">hugging his grandfather</a>? He does it to cheer him up, which gives Christian both a positive and a negative moodlet (dislikes children &amp; cheered up) which naturally gives Eddie a positive one for watching his grandfather suffer.<br />Franklin: Kill him with kindness… the boy is a genius.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen336.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />What’s that?<br />Franklin: Breakfast.<br />I can see that, what are you making?<br />Franklin: Waffles.<br />Wow… it has been a long time since anyone has made any. I keep making you eat that Goopy thing because its your favorite.<br />Franklin: Yes, but today I’m in the mood for waffles.<br />Very well then, carry on. *pauses to stare at him some more*<br />Franklin: *smirks*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen337.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The laptop is broken… Test subject will now <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen338.jpg">attempt to fix it</a>. I made sure he had zero handy points. And before you say it Lisa, I know he isn’t standing in a puddle… the punkars fixed it. Not only did he fix it he got three, count them <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen338a.jpg">THREE handy man points</a>! *headdesk* Fine… he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen339.jpg">wants to tinker</a>… I’ll teach him to tinker… *glares at him* Just wait until I get confirmation on phase one…<br />Franklin: You mean <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen340.jpg">Mom’s pregnant spin</a>? She did that after she got home <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/07gen341a.jpg">from work today</a>.<br />Excellent…<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-train-of-thought-has-derailed.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><br /><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-now-return-to-test-in-progress.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-1553017455854920101?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-26225141384639076282009-07-29T09:54:00.009-05:002009-07-31T12:32:55.198-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen301.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: So now that you have him here, when will the test begin? You do realize the house is full.<br />*blinks* It is? Hmmm, and I’m seeing we need another bedroom. *ponders* I think we should move, or kill someone off… what do you think?<br />Franklin: Both. We should do this before father passes so he can replant the cheese and eggplants. I just got a money tree seed so we’ll hold on to that. Hmmm, lets see, we’ll need to pack all the paintings and some of the furniture. Others should be replaced…<br />You appear to have given this some thought…<br />Franklin: Not really.<br />Oh…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen302.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Precious has finally met the test subject. They get <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen303.jpg">along well enough</a>. So well in fact that they become <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen304.jpg">fast friends </a>and he pushes his luck <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen305.jpg">for a little flirt</a>.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* Pop <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen306.jpg">wasn’t too thrilled </a>with that move.<br />*sighs* They’re outside, he is inside… it isn’t fair that he ‘knows’ they’re flirting! I’m really trying to spare him the pain of betrayal but he’s not making it easy.<br />Franklin: He was pretty upset with Mom. She made up for it <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen307.jpg">by scaring him</a>.<br />Yes it did cause Christian to drop the action. This is going to be tricky…<br />Franklin: *scoffs* As much pain as you’ve put him through already? I’m sure he’s well aware you’re up to another test. You make it very clear we are all GPs.<br />Actually, heirs are not GPs.<br />Franklin: *waves dismissive hand* Semantics…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen308.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Did you want one more erm… time… with Sandra before…<br />Franklin: *raises eyebrow* Why would I want that?<br />Okay I’m just checking.<br />Franklin: Where is she now?<br />She’s <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen309.jpg">bathing for the last time</a>. Once she’s done I’ll send her to the porch. *ponders* And you’re really okay with this?<br />Franklin: You saw her eat that putrid macaroni. I’m fine. Just take care of it.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen310.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Speaking of eating… These two are becoming fast friends. They aren’t in love or anything, but they’re at least getting along… when they aren’t scaring each other. o.O<br />Franklin: Seriously need to get this testing done. He has <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen311.jpg">no concept of privacy</a>.<br />He’s new in the house. Unlike you who has lived here his whole life. He probably took a wrong turn…<br />Franklin: *scoffs* He’s been a guest here often enough.<br />Well yes, that’s true…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen312.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Roo…<br />Not my fault! I uh… yes well, maybe it is. I forgot to have her go before I put here in there. She should be dead by now! or … yanno, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen313.jpg">her hunger bar</a> was already low when I put her there. Its dropping kind of slowly. I’m really tempted to help-<br />Franklin: *laughs* Stop being impatient. Besides you don’t want her to die on Eddie’s birthday.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen314.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*sighs* Poor Christian… he has both playable ghosts out for him now. Seriously none of my ghosts scare anyone like this until they’re playable!<br />Franklin: *laughs*<br />Oh hush you and go get your son.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen315.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: *smirks* A cake huh…<br />*blinks* Yes I um… well the notice came up and I’m really tired of all these little rug rats all over the place.<br />Franklin: You mean you’re tired of me and are ready for this one to grow up and replace me…<br />*cringes* No I dread that day. Just… just <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen316.jpg">help him with his candles</a> will you please?<br />Franklin: *smirks* Sure, no problem.<br />Well geez Louise, I’m glad we only <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen317.jpg">pay the maid </a>a set price and not by the hour.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen318.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Huh… maybe I should have changed him in to his every day outfit before his transition.<br />Meh its his pajamas, how bad can it… o.O <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen319.jpg">Ack</a>! Yes, you’re right we should have changed him.<br />Franklin: *laughs* That’s my boy!<br />*pokes Franklin* What kind of kid are you raising? These traits are killing me! Two go well together, but the evil just … well it kills it!<br />Franklin: *chuckling and rubbing his side* He’ll be fine. You’ll be fine. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen320.jpg">Don’t worry</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen321.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I totally have to change his hair and I’m not thrilled with the flip flops! Heh.<br />Franklin: *narrows his eyes* No, that will not do… he is on the other hand working on his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen322.jpg">maniacal laugh</a>.<br />*shudders*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen323.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So here he is our generation 4 heir: Eddie (Izzard) Babii, currently a friendly, yet evil, family oriented young man.<br />Franklin: He’s not a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen324.jpg">bad looking kid</a>. What were you so worried about?<br />*shrugs* I dunno… there is always the chance he will take after your grandmother in looks and then there goes the family genes.<br />Franklin: Wait… you ‘want’ the family to take after Grandpa Sherm?<br />Naturally, he was one handsome sim-man.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen325.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian is looking so tired and old. Maybe we need to move sooner rather than later.<br />Franklin: He’ll be fine. You don’t know if it will reset anyone’s needs. Last thing we need is Sandra on the loose again. Be strong, Roo.<br />I… but… *sighs* Okay.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen326.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Right. First <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen327.jpg">Stinky Sandra </a>dies. Then we move. Then Mom gets <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen328.jpg">pregnant once more</a>. Then you kill off <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/06gen329.jpg">the test subject</a>.<br />*nods slowly* Yes, that is the plan as it stands right now.<br />Franklin: Roo…<br />Hmm?<br />Franklin: I have a son.<br />Franklin, you have two sons.<br />Franklin: *glances at Evan* No Roo, Lisa had a boy.<br />Oh! We’ll have to go visit her soon then.<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-have-located-your-pants.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/id-love-to.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-2622514138463907628?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-28454816185194066332009-07-27T12:24:00.013-05:002009-07-29T13:30:20.761-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen301.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Hey Franklin, there are some pictures missing-<br />Franklin: Shhh… cant you see I’m spending quality time with my son?<br />*blinks* What in the blazes are you teaching that boy?<br />Franklin: Life, Roo… its harsh, its cruel, its <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen302.jpg">full of love</a> and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen303.jpg">betrayal</a>…<br />Uh huh… is that why some of my pictures are missing?<br />Franklin: I have no idea what you’re referring to. Now if you don’t mind…<br />Oh, I mind alright. I did manage to salvage one photo…<br />Franklin: *<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/Hussy.jpg">glances at photo and grins</a>*<br />That’s it? Just a grin? No comments, no quips, no sarcasm?<br />Franklin: A picture is worth a thousand words.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen304.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Precious hasn’t given up on scaring. Oddly, she never scared anyone until she became playable. None of the other ghosts do this! It really is getting old… if I didn’t have another test for her…<br />Franklin: *chuckles* Nah, it’s still funny. Look at Oma jumping out of her skin… uh… well just uh…<br />*giggles* Silly sim.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen305.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: *raises eyebrow* We aren’t broke, Roo. Why aren’t we paying our bill?<br />Rainne mentioned the repo-man. Honestly I forgot all about him and just got in the habit of paying all bills. She also mentioned something about ‘git er done’ or some such thing.<br />Franklin: Ah, another test. Okay then… how did this one work out for you?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen306.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />There she is… wait, ‘she’? I’ve never seen a female repo-man before.<br />Franklin: You do realize you’re going to have a house full of negative moodlets for this, right?<br />Sure, but two of you will have positive ones for watching the others suffer. *shrugs* I’m not really all that worried… are you?<br />Franklin: *scoffs* Not at all.<br />So she walks in the house and heads to the kitchen. *laughs* She doesn’t appreciate <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen307.jpg">the nasty dishes</a> left on the table.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* Can’t say I blame her.<br />Thankfully she took <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen308.jpg">the purchased art</a>, not the homemade paintings.<br />Franklin: Those repo-folks do <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen309.jpg">enjoy their job</a>.<br />Hmmm, I wonder if they’re evil or mean spirited…<br />Franklin: Sorry I was at work when she showed up.<br />*smirks* You have enough women in your life.<br />Franklin: *grins*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen310.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Aw man, not my computer.<br />You never use it! You’re always out back fishing, or playing your guitar, or painting or at your Uncle Steve’s… besides, she’s taking the gem next to it.<br />Franklin: Oh, never mind then. We have so many of those.<br />Total side note: Were there <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen311.jpg">any long lasting </a>side affects from that test Elliot did on you?<br />Franklin: No. None that I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen312.jpg">can tell anyhow</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen313.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*giggles* I wonder if the maid is thinking he should just leave cuz he doesn’t want to do all the work and not get paid.<br />Franklin: *laughs*<br />Now I’m curious… when the mailman/woman was here earlier, did she drop off more bills or did the bills just not go away and we got things taken and had to pay… *ponders*<br />Franklin: Guess you’ll have to run the test again… just wait until next generation for that will ya?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen315.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*laughs* This is what happens when a family oriented sim gushes over the kids to someone who dislikes children.<br />Franklin: *smirks* Pop looks bored.<br />He was most definitely bored. Although if he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen316.jpg">got a glance </a>at the kids he would have been anything but bored.<br />Franklin: Meaning?<br />They got all <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen317.jpg">warped and glitched</a>. Once I unpaused, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen318.jpg">they bounced back</a>. It was creepy.<br />Franklin: *raises eyebrow* Eddie looks fine.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen319.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So I wanted to… are you okay?<br />Franklin: You already know the answer to that. You sent me down there.<br />Catacombs… right. So hurry with your bath. I want to see just how ugh Steve looks as an elder.<br />Franklin: I’m soaking. I’ve had a rough day.<br />*pokes Franklin*<br />Franklin: *chuckling and rubbing his chest* Afraid you might slip if you went for the side?<br />*ignoring the comment and moving on*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen320.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Hello?! McFly! I want to see Steve…<br />Franklin: Lisa needs <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen322.jpg">my attention </a>right now. You can go see Uncle Steve, he’s over in the kitchen.<br />*sighs*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen323.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Okay I wasn’t fond of TS2 elders, I’m really hating TS3 elders! Eep!<br />Franklin: Are you done gawking? I have <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen324.jpg">something I’m going </a>to uh… take care of. *waggles eyebrows*<br />o.O Franklin! I… ya go ahead… its not like she’ll end up <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen321.jpg">more preggers </a>than she is…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen325.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />With everyone working, Christian gets to stay home with the toddlers and baby. The weird thing is if he gets too close to the sidewalk, even if he is only walking to a different part of the lot, the game flips out and says the kids cant be home alone. o.O Dude was going to take a nap for cripes sake.<br />Franklin: Didn’t stop you from hiring a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen326.jpg">babysitter </a>anyhow.<br />Nope. Figured give the geezer a break.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen327.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Its time.<br />Franklin: To eat… ya, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen328.jpg">its time</a>.<br />No, I mean its time to start prep work for my next test.<br />Franklin: Roo, I just made my dinner…<br />Ya but …<br />Franklin: Just let me finish… it isnt as if it can’t wait a few minutes later.<br />A few of my minutes is a few of your hours… *fidgets*<br />Franklin: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen329.jpg">Okay lets go</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen330.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Okay, I know Sandra is a slob, but that is so gross!<br />Franklin: She ate that?<br />Yes. Nasty aint it? I mean granted I made Precious eat a rotten grilled cheese sammich, but I didn’t make Sandra eat that.<br />Franklin: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen331.jpg">That’s gross</a>. I wont be kissing her again. *wrinkles nose in disgust*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen332.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />What is taking you so long? You missed your <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen333.jpg">son’s transition</a>! And he got the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen334.jpg">cherub curly hair</a>, I love it. Rather fitting don’t you think?<br />Franklin: I told you… he is not my son!<br />Where are you?<br />Franklin: We’re just <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/05gen335.jpg">hanging out for a bit</a>. He’s a bit stressed from the procedure.<br />*sighs* Fine. I guess I can wait a little longer.<br /><br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-early-worm-get.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-train-of-thought-has-derailed.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-2845481618519406633?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-71956489235485954562009-07-24T10:30:00.011-05:002009-07-27T16:47:36.728-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen324.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Remind me again why I’m at Uncle Steve’s house?<br />Because he has a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen325.jpg">houseful of sims </a>and I want to know who they are! I like to check in on the family occasionally.<br />Franklin: Fine, send someone else to do your leg work.<br />As heir it is your job. Deal. Now ring the bell… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen326.jpg">Steve has aged</a>, but he’s still an adult. Apparently the hood sims don’t age faster than the played household. That is good to know.<br />Franklin: Ya, whatever I’m <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen327.jpg">gonna go chat </a>with some of the people inside since you dragged me out here.<br />*grins and bounces*<br />Franklin: Why are you so happy? I’m the one <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen328.jpg">who made new friends</a>.<br />Uh… cuz you made new friends… o.O<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen329.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: *smirks* I told you Pop was good for helping out with the kids.<br />*giggles* Yes he does come in handy. He helped teach <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen330.jpg">Eddie his toddler skills</a>.<br />Franklin: It made Eddie happy. I enjoy that evil streak in my son.<br />Yes, I’m sure you do.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen331.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Sherman was a good sim. He donated simoleans to charity. I even witnessed a temporary halo over him afterwards. I wondered what I would see on Franklin.<br />Franklin: *raises eyebrow* What were you hoping to see?<br />Horns? Maybe? I’m not sure really… but to think of yourself is rather disappointing. Heck even the evil grin moodlet picture is more fitting than this. Oh well. This is what we got.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen332.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: You’re lucky we have so many adults in the house. The offspring don’t seem to want for <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen333.jpg">anything for very long</a>. Even Pop jumps up to take care of them.<br />That is true. I’ve had it pretty easy so far, of course we only have one toddler and one infant so far. So I’m not deluding myself in to thinking it will be a breeze with three little ones in the house.<br />Franklin: I make sure to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen334.jpg">keep the missus happy</a> so she in turn takes better care of the offspring.<br />Can’t say the same <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen335.jpg">for your son</a>. Did you <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen336.jpg">really have </a>to steal <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen337.jpg">candy from him</a>?<br />Franklin: *shrugs* He’ll <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen338.jpg">get over it</a>. Besides, you can’t tell me you didn’t laugh when you saw the look of <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen339.jpg">disappointment and horror </a>on his little face.<br />…<br />Franklin: Roo…<br />*smirks* Okay yes, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen340.jpg">I did laugh</a>. Now hush, its Hope’s birthday.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen341.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />At least they made it to the cake this time. I find it hilarious that Christian handles the kids so much more in his elder years. Autonomously mind you! I told Precious to get Hope and Christian did it instead. Everyone <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen342.jpg">came to cheer and celebrate</a>… well everyone except Eddie. He was still in the living room crying over a certain candy he didn’t even know he had.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* Now ‘that’ never gets old.<br />*ponders* No, that hasn’t gotten old yet. *pokes Franklin* Shhh, stop distracting me… Hope was put on the floor as all babies are and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen343.jpg">sparkled for us</a>.<br />Franklin: *rubs his side* Ya well we don’t know any differently. It is what we do. At least my <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen344.jpg">baby sister is cute</a>. *rubs hands together*<br />Oy, you don’t need any more candy right now.<br />Franklin: *laughs*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen345.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ugh already? The other two are still toddlers. *sighs*<br />Franklin: You have no one to blame but yourself.<br />Ya, ya… whatever. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen346.jpg">Precious dutifully panicked</a>, got bored and walked away. I had to agree with Precious. Sandra was dragging this out much too long. I poked her and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen347.jpg">sent her to the hospital</a>. She jumped on<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen348.jpg"> her bike and was on her way</a>… alone.<br />Franklin: I was <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen349.jpg">busy in the garden</a>. I got there…<br />Eventually. In the meantime, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen350.jpg">the toddlers </a>were <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen352.jpg">blissfully oblivious</a>, Christian and Precious were off doing their own thing so I watched and waited to see the new baby.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen353.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Finally Sandra emerged with our spare, Evan followed by our proud daddy… erm I uh… Franklin? <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen354.jpg">What’s wrong</a>?<br />Franklin: He is not my son.<br />*blinks* Are you sure? You said she heard chimes… and while I know she is a flirt and all… she hasn’t been unfaithful to you as far as I know.<br />Franklin: Of course I’m sure! There is no way <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen355.jpg">Evan is my son</a>!<br />What? Why? I… oh… oh! *snickers*<br />Franklin: *raises eyebrow* It isn’t funny, Roo! No son of mine would <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen356.jpg">choose to be ‘good’</a>!<br />*laughs*<br /><br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-earrings-would-make-great-fishing.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-have-located-your-pants.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-7195648923548595456?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-363813115216047082009-07-23T17:44:00.007-05:002009-07-24T11:14:09.427-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen301.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Sandra came to the house unemployed. Her LTW is to reach the top of the political career. Since we’re pretty sure we heard chimes-<br />Franklin: Oh, she heard chimes…<br />*snickers* As I was saying, since chimes were heard by someone other than myself, I thought to be safe, I would have her go ahead and grab a job in politics.<br />Franklin: I’m telling you… she heard chimes.<br />I am <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen302.jpg">inclined to believe you</a>. Thankfully she is a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen303.jpg">family oriented sim </a>so she is great with the babies.<br />Franklin: Heck I’m not worried about the kids, Pop is around now that he’s retired.<br />He dislikes children…<br />Franklin: Doesn’t matter, he’s still <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen304.jpg">right there to help out</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen305.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: *shakes head* She has another thing in common with Pop.<br />*giggles* Yes she does.<br />Franklin: She is also a huge flirt, like Oma Ruby was. At least she doesn’t flirt with Pop in front of me. That would be bad.<br />Yes, she would probably die before she her time.<br />Franklin: *shrugs noncommittally*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen306.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />One evening she stopped to admire her ring and swoon over being married… mind you this was only moments after she flirted yet again with Christian.<br />Franklin: *clears his throat* What is your point?<br />Just that she <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen307.jpg">spun in to maternity clothes</a>… but the funnier part is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen308.jpg">Christian’s reaction </a>to her pregnancy. *giggles* This is the same man who wants another grandchild *laughs*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen309.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: What is Mom wearing? Did she go swimming? Really? No one bothers to swim unless you’re trying to drown… Did you try to drown Mom?<br />*blinks* Me? Nope! She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen310.jpg">did that on her own</a>. I was just as surprised as you are and… *ponders* yanno… that is an interesting idea. Can you kill a ghost? *light bulb* Oh I have a new test!<br />Franklin: Later, Roo its Eddie’s transition day.<br />Yup, the cake is on the kitchen table now if we could just get you to it… wait why are you putting him down and… *sighs* there’s <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen311.jpg">the sparkles</a>. I’m not fond of his hair.<br />Franklin: *shrugs* He’ll grow out of it.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen312.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Introducing Eddie Babii, Generation 4 Heir: Friendly, Evil child that he is. He’s cute I guess.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* He is a Babii, what did you expect?<br />Well I dunno, there is always the chance the kid wont come out so cute… I mean your Uncle Steve is a Babii and he is only okay.<br />Franklin: *shrugs* This is my boy. As long as he looks like me, he’ll be fine.<br />I’d like to argue with that, but I cant. You’re right… you’re a damn <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen313.jpg">good looking little simmie</a>.<br />Franklin: *laughs* I’m glad you see things my way for once.<br />*stares and grins*<br />Franklin: Uh, Roo? Roo… it’s getting chilly…<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen314.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />For an evil so and so, Franklin is a surprisingly good father and husband. *blinks* Well sort of…<br />Franklin: Hey! I am a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen315.jpg">good husband</a>.<br />Um, okay.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen316.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />On one of her outings, Sandra came to a fishing pond, garden, park kind of place off in the boonies to collect some insects and whatever else we saw there. Of all people to show up, its her brother in law that she has yet to meet, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen317.jpg">Brett Babii </a>which reminds me that I haven’t looked at the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen318.jpg">family tree </a>in a while.<br />Franklin: You’ll be disappointed.<br />You’re right, I am. Steve has yet to hook up with anyone and Akara has yet to have any spawn. Oh and that little boy is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen319.jpg">only Brett’s little brother</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen320.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Speaking of Akara…<br />Franklin: We weren’t speaking about her. *scoffs*<br />You weren’t, I was. She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen321.jpg">looks good</a>. Wish she looked preggers though… *<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen322.jpg">pokes Akara</a>*<br />Franklin: *chuckles* She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/04gen323.jpg">glared at me</a>… think she felt that and blames me?<br />Meh, who knows?<br /><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/worm-page-2.html">page 2</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-36381311521604708?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-52819235842080234962009-07-23T14:37:00.011-05:002009-07-27T16:42:09.516-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen301.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So Franklin… uh… Franklin?<br />Franklin: Shhh… *grins*<br />What are you do- *blinks* Never mind, I know what you’re going to do. I suppose the question is, who is your scare victim?<br />Franklin: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen302.jpg">Shawanda of course</a>. You wanted to see if people can be scared to death.<br />I see… so this is in the name of science.<br />Franklin: And fun.<br />Very well then, proceed. *waits to elevator music*<br />Franklin: *chuckles* That never gets old.<br />Actually, yes it does. I’m so over it and by the way, you <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen303.jpg">can’t die from fright any more</a>.<br />Franklin: Aw, no more scaring?<br />*shrugs* You can scare who ever you want to.<br />Franklin: Sweet.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen304.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So I’m ready to…<br />Franklin: Roo?<br />…<br />Franklin: Roo, it’s just Pop. It’s not as if you haven’t seen him in his drawers before. Snap out of it, Woman.<br />He’s… he’s…<br />Franklin: Old. Ya, it happens.<br />*sighs*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen305.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Roo sent Shawanda swimming. She swam for hours on end. She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen306.jpg">directed her to swim </a>to each corner and back again until <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen307.jpg">finally she was so exhausted</a> she drowned. While I heard rumor that Grandpa Sherm died that way already, he was saved by a death flower. This will not happen <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen308.jpg">for Shawanda</a>. I have control of all <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen309.jpg">the death flowers </a>in this family. *smirks*<br />…<br />Franklin: *shakes head* Pop and I continued to fish <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen310.jpg">while Grim did </a>his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen311.jpg">speech and drama</a>. I think we’ve seen enough death in this house that we aren’t really fazed by ‘Grim visits’. Look, Roo, Pop got a nice one there, a perfect specimen!<br />*sighs*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen312.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Oh snap out of it. He’s old. He will die. We all die. Just like <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen313.jpg">my wife just did</a>.<br />What? Shawanda? Oh… right… she wasn’t happy about it either. She tried <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen314.jpg">begging for more time</a>.<br />Franklin: It <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen315.jpg">didn’t work</a>. She had nothing to offer him.<br />No, I made sure you have all the death flowers. Soon I will give half to Eddie.<br />Franklin: What? Those are ‘my’ death flowers!<br />Yes, only the current and future heir should have one.<br />Franklin: *snorts* I have four.<br />For now… just call her okay?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen316.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Ah, another perfect specimen!<br />*pokes Franklin* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen317.jpg">Call her</a>.<br />Franklin: I have an overwhelming urge to see Sandra. It <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen318.jpg">must be the grief</a>. *rubs his side*<br />Indeed.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen319.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Once again we have three graves in our backyard. I’m just relieved these drowned ghosts do not leave water puddles around the house like the ones in TS2.<br />Franklin: She’s coming over. Will this be another whirlwind romance?<br />Yes.<br />Franklin: *nods* I’ll go get ready then.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen320.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I think he’s ready.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen321.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ready?<br />Franklin: Of course…<br />Hmmm… okay so a flirt, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen322.jpg">a kiss and</a>… wow already alluring… okay, go <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen323.jpg">for steady</a>, she accepts.<br />Franklin: Naturally.<br />*raises eyebrow* Another flirt, kiss, make out and he’s irresistible. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen324.jpg">Propose</a>, she <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen325.jpg">accepts</a>.<br />Franklin: Is that <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen326.jpg">Mom’s belly ringing</a>?<br />*blinks* Kinda… she has an opportunity at city hall.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen327.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: *chuckles* Something about a pregnant woman toddling off on a bicycle just cracks me up.<br />*pokes Franklin*<br />Franklin: *laughs rubbing his side* It was worth it.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen328.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Seeing how he is so ‘irresistible’ I had him propose marriage. For the same reason Shawanda wouldn’t simply move in, we had the same hang up with Sandra. I wonder if its my game getting glitchy. Gosh I hope not.<br />Franklin: She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen330.jpg">brought some money </a>with her when she moved in.<br />True, but she had come from seemingly no where. She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen329.jpg">had no ‘house’ listed</a>. Just like Shawanda. I think that is a true NPC thing because I have yet to see a random neighbor have that issue. Okay enough of that go make a baby. *shoos them off*<br />Franklin: *grins* My pleasure.<br />Oh <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen331.jpg">wow, its time</a>!<br />Franklin: To quote you, ‘Bow chica bow wow!’<br />*giggles* Not that, you go ahead. Your mom is going in to labor.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen332.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: Oh don’t worry about us. We’ll entertain ourselves and Eddie is already asleep in his crib.<br />Uh huh, so here we are. Precious is walking out of the opportunity early in order to give birth. There’s <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen333.jpg">the ‘face’</a>… *tilts head* it looks different all glowing like that. Shortly after she got there <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen334.jpg">Christian came running </a>to join her. They had a girl. I named her Hope… because I’m <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen335.jpg">hoping for a ghost baby</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/03gen336.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Not that I got one. *sighs* I was so disappointed I forgot to write down her traits.<br />Franklin: *grins* You may be disappointed… my new wife on the other hand is quite satisfied… I think we heard chimes.<br />What? Chimes? Oh boop!<br />Franklin: You told us to try for baby. You can’t blame me for this one. *smirks*<br />*headdesk* Eddie is an infant… Hope is an infant… and Sandra is pregnant? What the frell was I thinking?<br />Franklin: *laughs* I don’t know, Roo… what were you thinking?<br />*pokes Franklin*<br />Franklin: *laughs harder, rubbing his side* Still worth it.<br /><br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-for-plan-b.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-does-early-worm-get.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-5281923584208023496?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-90989225928683525702009-07-20T13:30:00.011-05:002009-07-27T16:39:02.524-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen329.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Shawanda spun in to her ‘everyday’ clothing with the intent of exiting the house in order to go to the hospital to give birth. I was having none of that. I allowed Ruby to go the first time to see what the fuss was all about. I allowed her to go the second time because I wanted to see what would happen to Christian. I allowed Precious to go the first time because Christian was at work. I allowed it the second time because she insisted! *giggles* and after fighting her three times, I figured if she was that danged determined she should have that child where she wanted to.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* I didn’t realize Mom had such spunk.<br />*grins* You’d be surprised. Precious was a lot of fun… but we’re here to talk about Shawanda. She spun the want to go to the hospital. I X’d it out. Franklin went downstairs before I X’d it out for him as well. Shawanda stayed put and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen330.jpg">went sparkly, spun</a> and had <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen331.jpg">a baby in her arms</a>. *yawns* Boring.<br />Franklin: I was going outside to fish for a while but was suddenly hungry and had a late night snack of Goopy Carlsboro leftovers. I love that stuff. Pops makes the best around.<br />I’m well aware of your love for this odd food, the applauding every time you eat it is a dead give away.<br />Franklin: While I am rather fond of my name, you could have done a better job with my son’s.<br />What? Why? He is named after my favorite comedian.<br />Franklin: *blinks* Eddie? No. No! If he starts cross-dressing-<br />Eddie is an executive transvestite (Eddie Izzard). You’ll still have an heir/heiress, calm down. And for those who are curious, Eddie’s early traits are friendly and…<br />Franklin: And?<br />*sighs* Evil…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen332.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Remember the ‘Brave’ Shawanda? It would appear that Precious who was always so sweet in ‘life’ is a real stinker now that she’s been returned. *ponders* I should check her traits tonight. I wonder if they’ve change. She really enjoys scaring the tar out of Shawanda who refuses to die of fright.<br />Franklin: Can we die of fright?<br />I don’t know. I am hoping <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen333.jpg">your wife will help us out </a>with that question. I was hoping Sherman would die of fright, but he was such a coward he would faint before any ghost could try to scare him.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen334.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Shawanda was sitting at 0 days to transition for a full day after having given birth. It was time. So we bought <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen335.jpg">glitchy woman a cake</a>.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* She took it in stride at least.<br />You don’t seem too concerned about <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen336.jpg">being married to an old woman</a>.<br />Franklin: Should I be?<br />Meh, I don’t suppose so. No sooner did Shawanda transition <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen337.jpg">Akara followed suit</a> with a transition of her own.<br />Franklin: You do realize <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen338.jpg">Akara’s transition </a>is the same day as Pop, right?<br />Yes.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen339.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />No one’s cooking is ever high enough for ambrosia. I have dreaded this moment. I thought of scenarios to keep him from aging and truth is… I let it happen anyhow. I get too attached to my heirs and heiresses. I have to learn to let them go. *swallows hard* So Christian <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen340.jpg">sparkled and spun</a>… and then <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen341.jpg">he got old</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen342.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />While Precious ran <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen343.jpg">around scaring the family</a>, I prompted <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen344.jpg">Akara to call her man </a>over. We <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen345.jpg">bought him a cake</a> and nudged him to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen346.jpg">blow out the candles</a>. Akara helped him celebrate and he transitioned to YA with her.<br />Franklin: Strange guy, gray eyebrows <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen347.jpg">and now overalls</a>? What does she see in him?<br />No idea, but they were best friends in high school and I wanted to ensure she was married before she moved out. Unlike your Uncle Steve who is STILL single. I’m hoping she has a bunch of little spawn running around very soon.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* All wearing overalls most likely.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen348.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Akara took the initiative and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen349.jpg">woo’d him relentlessly</a>. Brett had no idea what broad sided him. They were already BF/GF, so Akara took it to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen350.jpg">the next step</a>, fumbling <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen351.jpg">the box naturally </a>(clumsy) and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen352.jpg">proposed engagement</a>. He accepted. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen353.jpg">She’s happy</a>. So we stepped it <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen354.jpg">up once more</a>.<br />Franklin: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen355.jpg">They’re married</a>? That was fast.<br />Yours was faster… but that’s beside the point. Instead of having him move in to their small home and then kicking them out. I let them <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen357.jpg">move in with his Mom </a>and some little boy with their last name. Now, is that her offspring or his?! I will have to check the family tree and get back to you on that one.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen356.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: You should have had him move in and then kicked them out. You cost this household §20k.<br />Yes, I realize that now. Lessons learned and that is what this legacy is all about for me.<br />Franklin: Test subjects, guinea pigs… I see. Is that why Mom is pregnant again?<br />Exactly!<br />Franklin: This is definitely going to be interesting.<br />*bounces* I cant wait!<br /><br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-i-missed-you-stand-still-next.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-earrings-would-make-great-fishing.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-9098922592868352570?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-21620542744183010292009-07-20T09:14:00.008-05:002009-07-20T14:32:30.445-05:00So the plan is to have for Shawanda give birth, let her go, call in Sandra, marry them off and have another kid. I see no reason to have the heir/heiress and spare from the same set of parents. It isn’t addressed in the official rules either. So meh, I’m exploring all possibilities.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen301.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Taking an idea from Jenn-<br />Franklin: Jenn… Jenn Emm-Babii? What did she have to say? Since she’s an ex-wife, I don’t see how she has any say about what happens in this house any longer. Besides, this is ‘my’ time. Mine!<br />Relax! *poke* Not Jenn Babii the sim, Jenn the sim-Goddess said she gives the locator to the wife of the heir and while she’s preggers she sends her around collecting.<br />Franklin: *rubs side* I see. Clever use for a spouse, I admit. They’re on maternity for a ridiculously long amount of time. *nods* Good, send her off and let her earn her keep.<br />As I was saying… Shawanda was sent off to the mine to gather rocks, minerals and gems. While she was out she pooched, giving us the official ‘<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen302.jpg">Gen 4 heir/heiress is on the way</a>’ notification.<br />Franklin: Ah, my first offspring. This is good… very good.<br />*blinks* I… see… *blinks again* Moving along…<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen303.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I mentioned before that Shawanda has one trait. That trait is ‘Brave’, which makes sense seeing how she was a firefighter.<br />Franklin: I am Brave as well. It is a good trait to have. Not much scares you, even if you are startled. You survive and move on.<br />Which is a bad thing. She isn’t <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen304.jpg">afraid of ghosts</a>. As a matter of fact, when she spots one, she does an annoying arm pump as if to signify how happy she is that there is a ghost. Once this spawn is born, she will not be an easy one to kill. I was <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen305.jpg">hoping for scared to death</a>.<br />Franklin: Kill? You’re going to kill my wife?<br />Naturally. You didn’t think I meant to let her go… as in move out now did you? *laughs*<br />Franklin: *smirks* Interesting.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen306.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />These two are funny characters. While Franklin is not the overly loving husband, he does enjoy the perks that come with it.<br />Franklin: *chuckles* Naturally. I am a sim-man after all.<br />On the other hand Mr. Dislikes Children is looking forward to becoming a grandparent? *giggles* Okay well careful what you wish for Christian.<br />Franklin: Why did he have so many of us if he hates kids?<br />‘Dislikes’ is hardly ‘hate’ and I told you, some choices are out of your control and occasionally against your nature.<br />Franklin: And you say I’m evil?<br />Mhm… you’re just not as evil as I am. As soon as you spun into adulthood, Christian wanted to be a grandparent. Naturally I locked his wish.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen307.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin is in the science field. I don’t remember if I mentioned this before or not. If not, well now you know. The reason for this picture? Please note, Franklin has socks. Granted he still has high water, where’s the flood pants… but he does have socks. What I wonder now with others having the no sock issue is if they bother to remember putting socks on their sims. As you can see, I make sure my sim-guys wear socks.<br />Franklin: No one appreciates it more than I do.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen308.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Akara invited her best friend over, introducing Brett Hunter, son of Christian’s boss Lacey Hunter and future spouse to our spare heiress.<br />Franklin: Strange guy, gray eyebrows. Do you think he did that on purpose?<br />I haven’t a clue. He went straight to the backyard where Franklin was so Akara had to walk all the way <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen309.jpg">around the house to greet him</a>. She hates the outdoors and her mood dropped immensely. Franklin was quite pleased at this turn of events.<br />Franklin: *smirks*<br />Akara ignores that she is outside in order to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen310.jpg">snuggle, kiss and warm Brett up</a> to the idea of becoming another Babii statistic.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen311.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The science building… where Franklin works… we uh… just… well we’re waiting for Franklin.<br />Franklin: Its not quite done.<br />*paces* Seriously? Still not done?<br />Franklin: This is a precise science experiment you requested. It will take some doing. Now be patient.<br />Ugh fine… *peeks at the house, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen312.jpg">Christian and Akara </a>are still <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen313.jpg">playing video games</a>* They make some of <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen314.jpg">the goofiest faces</a>. *giggles*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen315.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Aaaaaaaaaaand?! *prepares to poke*<br />Franklin: It’s done. Is this <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen316.jpg">what you had in mind</a>? You seemed rather pleased.<br />Yes! *claps* This is exactly what I wanted! I’m so happy I could… uh… ya never mind.<br />Franklin: I’m guessing this would be another one of your experiments.<br />Most definitely! Time to go home! *bounces* I can’t <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen318.jpg">wait to see Christian’s face</a>.<br />Franklin: This <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen317.jpg">should be interesting</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen319.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />It’s day light and Precious is not making for the grave… which is currently in her backpack which I find odd. *shrugs*<br />Franklin: You’re not going to make me stand around and watch now are you?<br />Actually your skill in guitar is lacking. Go practice.<br />Franklin: *whips out guitar and begins playing for his parents* Have I mentioned that I hate you?<br />Not lately.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen320.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian and Precious wasted no time at <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen321.jpg">all getting reacquainted </a>as they cuddled on the couch. Things heated up. I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen322.jpg">kicked them in to a higher gear </a>because I’m much too impatient for their slow and easy speed… and success. They are a very happy couple once more.<br />Franklin: You are one odd sim-Goddess.<br />Why do you say that?<br />Franklin: You go out of your way to kill her, only to bring her back.<br />Science, my boy… all <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen323.jpg">in the name of science</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen324.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Shawanda has been sitting on zero days to transition for a day now. Once she gives birth, I expect her to transition to elder… unless she really is glitched like I fear.<br />Franklin: What is all that noise?<br />I miss the simple ‘Shoo-flee’. Anyhow, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen325.jpg">Shawanda is going in to labor</a>. Last time Precious insisted on going to the hospital, so I let her. This time I intend on making her have the baby here at home. I want to see how things play out. Franklin <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen326.jpg">came in to the bedroom </a>with the intention of going to sleep. Ha, that didn’t happen. He <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen327.jpg">promptly flipped out </a>like a good mindless sim.<br />Franklin: Hey!<br />Then she decided they were going to the hospital. I was having none of that. So I x’d it out.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/02gen328.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Where are you off to?<br />Franklin: The baby is coming. We’re heading to the hospital. It’s what we do.<br />*waves a dismissive hand* Not this time. I X’d out the action. She isn’t going anywhere. Your spawn will be born here at the house so I can oberve.<br />Franklin: Interesting. In that case I’m going fishing out back. Let me know when my offspring arrives.<br /><br />I bet you thought I was going to leave you hanging right here at the birth of Generation 4, didn’t you… don’t deny it… I know you think I’m ebil… it’s okay… I wear that badge with pride. Only I’m not going to leave you there this time. Shall we proceed?<br /><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/plan-b-page-2.html">page 2</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-2162054274418301029?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-6001079409086242482009-07-17T10:34:00.009-05:002009-07-27T16:35:21.041-05:00So last time we left the house in the middle of Gen 3 Heir’s birthday. *braces herself* I’m not sure I’m ready for this…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen301.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin: What’s the hold up? It’s my turn to reign, let’s do this.<br />Well then, it seems your father has prepared you for your turn as heir. Congratulations on your transition, Franklin.<br />Franklin: Enough small talk, I need a wife, I need an heir, I need a good job to build on this meager house and on-hand income.<br />Your LTW doesn’t require you to have a job, are you sure-<br />Franklin: I said I need a job. Are you going to second guess everything I say?<br />*blinks* I see… *poke*<br />Franklin: Hey! *rubs side*<br />*smirks* I see your father didn’t warn you about every thing…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen302.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />No sooner did BillyBadButt transition to adult Jenn decided she’s still looking for Mr. Right… o.O<br />Franklin: Ya that was <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen303.jpg">weird even for me</a>. Totally inappropriate. I mean she was my step-mom for a while. She booped my dad. Now she’s coming on to me? That’s just… twisted.<br />Meh, her current guy is getting up there in days. Maybe she’s just looking for a little fun. She is rich after all. *smirks* Anyhow, surprisingly Franklin handled it better than I had imagined, instead of being mean to her like he is to every other sim in Riverview, he told her <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen304.jpg">some juicy gossip</a> and they <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen305.jpg">laughed it off</a>. *shrugs* Who knew he had it in him?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen306.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So we took a closer look at Sandra and Shawanda, the two women I picked out for Franklin.<br />Franklin: Nice choices by the way.<br />Sandra is a sure thing. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen307.jpg">She thinks he’s hawt</a>. She got all googly over the guy and fell for him big time fast. Trouble is I noticed <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen308.jpg">him checking out Shawanda</a> even when <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen309.jpg">he was flirting </a>with Sandra.<br />Franklin: So you did notice. I thought I would have to spell it out for you.<br />Listen, Bub. *pokes Franklin again* She was my first choice, but you were a kid when she was a young adult so I dunno how ancient she is or if she can give you that heir/heiress you require.<br />Franklin: *rubs his side* Ya well, Sandra is hot, has a great body and is already in the stand-by mode.<br />Are you sure you don’t have commitment issues? *glances at his traits*<br />Franklin: Nope, no issues, just <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen310.jpg">keeping my options open</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen311.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Okay hussy your party is wearing down, your ex-step-mom is stressing out for some reason and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen312.jpg">your half-sister</a> is ready to pass out. Hmmm, good thing I left some toys out to keep her occupied, eh? *blinks* Franklin? *looks around* Franklin? Well now, apparently there is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen313.jpg">a party going on</a> up here as well. Lets go back downstairs. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen314.jpg">Akara is having fun</a>. She threw the party so she got the ‘threw a great party’ moodlet or at least will once the last guest leaves… and from the look of things, she wont be <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen315.jpg">leaving until the morning</a> at the earliest.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen316.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*sighs* He looks so… so… sad.<br />Franklin: As if you didn’t have a hand in that?<br />He’s <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen317.jpg">wicked tired and should be in bed</a>… but he’s no longer the heir so I can’t tell him to go to bed. *tries to mentally tell him to go to bed*<br />Franklin: *snorts*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen318.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Fine, since you’re up… You need to make the run around town to get your share of the businesses your family owns.<br />Franklin: My family owns businesses in town?<br />You are a partner to four different places: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen319.jpg">bookstore</a>, grocery store, spa and the cinema. Ya know, every sim I’ve ever sent downtown took the time to change into their every day clothes before going…<br />Franklin: I’m <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen320.jpg">not just any sim</a>…<br />*raises an eyebrow* No, you <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen321.jpg">are definitely not</a>…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen322.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />And yes, I have learned that they do not grow out of the scaring sim stage. *snickers* The look on Christian’s face is priceless… just priceless! I had to pause it here. I laughed so hard I had to call my daughter over to look at it and she laughed with me. I had tears in my eyes I laughed so hard.<br />Franklin: Pop <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen323.jpg">didn’t seem to think it was funny</a>.<br />Cha, if you had done it to me, I wouldn’t have thought it funny either. By the way… your woman, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen324.jpg">Sandra, is a slob</a>. I think we need to check on Shawanda.<br />Franklin: This weekend soon enough?<br />Hmmm… it’s doable.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen325.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Before I forget, we did a makeover for Franklin.<br />Franklin: Not a makeover, just a change of wardrobe.<br />Right, because cute kills… so we didn’t have to worry about his looks.<br />Franklin: *<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen326.jpg">raises eyebrow</a>*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen327.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian had oodles of those wish point things, so I got one of those body transforming tube thingies… naturally I tested it out on Akara. I suppose if she was a tubby girl I would notice a difference. Cuz <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen328.jpg">I don’t see </a>any change.<br />Franklin: You should have made her fat. Then you’d notice a difference.<br />*ponders* Good point, I’ll try it on the next subject.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen329.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Carmen is a teenager now, so I peeked in the window. It broke my heart to see this! Then I thought… I bet if I had someone visit there it would be miraculously filled with furniture…<br />Franklin: Remind me again why I went?<br />Your sister had to go to work, your father is still not on speaking terms with his ex-wife and your job doesn’t start for another day or something.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen330.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />And I was right! Yay me.<br />Franklin: Now that your curiosity is fulfilled, I have things to do…<br />*waves a dismissive hand* I had to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen331.jpg">check your sister’s traits</a>-<br />Franklin: Half-sister and you could have simply checked them in my friend’s panel at any time.<br />*poke* What fun is that? Besides I want to… ya, okay we’re done here.<br />Franklin: *rubs his side* Very well then, I have an easy to fulfill wish…<br />*looks* Well not really, I think it’s a glitch. That says you wish to undermine a charity for §2,500. You can only donate §100, §250 or §1,000. Ya I don’t get it.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen332.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Akara has been a damn good sport. Uh, not that she has much of a choice. Nothing ever happened other than she had detention daily so I gave up, finally…<br />Franklin: So that’s why the loser kept copying my homework?<br />Naturally.<br />Franklin: Makes sense.<br />And she isn’t a loser, she had no choice in the matter. I made her do it, just like I made you help her with her homework. You guys just ‘think’ it’s your idea.<br />Franklin: *narrows eyes*<br />Akara also threw a wish to quit her job. She’s been tortured enough for now, so I let her quit. She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen333.jpg">was quite thrilled</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen334.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />We invited Sandra over. I’m still not 100% hooked on Shawanda… that age thing was bugging me. We invited her over, she showed up, he invited her in, she jumped in a car and went home. o.O<br />Franklin: Women… I’ll never understand them.<br />Sims… I’ll never understand them…<br />Franklin: *chuckles*<br />We were going to try to invite her to stay the night, but she apparently wasn’t having any of that. I’ve been toying with the idea of having each remaining generation have at least one illegitimate child wandering around Riverview.<br />Franklin: Nice.<br />I thought so.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen335.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So the next day we invite Shawanda over. She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen336.jpg">was most receptive </a>to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen337.jpg">Franklin’s advances </a>and agreed quickly to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen338.jpg">spend the night</a>… there is just one problem… well a few actually.<br />1. She has the can’t get preggers, given the same reason that Precious had.<br />2. She has <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen339.jpg">only one trait</a>.<br />3. I couldn’t <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen340.jpg">get her to move in</a>.<br />4. I couldn’t <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen341.jpg">even get them to be BF/GF </a><br />That’s when it hit me… yes, I’m sure you already figured it out. He still has the BF/GF thing with that blond Miss Thang who is still in high school. So quick as a wink, I have him invite her over. He does a quick <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen342.jpg">smooch with Shawanda </a>making sure Miss Thang see’s them.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen343.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Miss Thang went upstairs to sleep in his bed, but Franklin was hot on her trail. Insulted her cuz he wanted to be mean. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen344.jpg">Then broke </a>it off with her. She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen345.jpg">was stunned</a>. o.O Really? Shocked? Why?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen346.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />We send her packing, call Shawanda upstairs and waste no more time with niceties. First <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen347.jpg">BF/GF</a>, she accepts; <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen348.jpg">then engagement</a>, she accepts; then <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen349.jpg">marriage</a>, she accepts. Welcome to the family <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen352.jpg">Shawanda Babii</a>… who is older than his father. *headdesk* She has zero days until she transitions to elder. ZERO!<br />Franklin: We have life fruit. Just age her down a few days and get me an offspring. Then once she has my child we can ditch her and bring Sandra in. Simple. I don’t know why you’re making such a fuss over this.<br />*blinks* So that’s the plan. She ate <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen350.jpg">three life fruit </a>and gained only 2 days. They hopped in to bed and we <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen353.jpg">heard chimes</a>. Generation 4 <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen03/01Gen354.jpg">is on its way</a>!<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/hark-lark-flying-through-park.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-for-plan-b.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-600107940908624248?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-39818572201971661702009-07-16T17:42:00.015-05:002009-07-27T16:30:00.980-05:00Christian: I meant to ask you about the title of this update…<br />What about it? *blinks* Oh guests!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0231.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The first guests arrive. What luck, the two ladies I have in mind for Franklin. I’m just not sure which lady it will be.<br />Christian: *stares* Isn’t that the firefighter that showed up back when Precious tried to fix the dishwasher?<br />Yes, and I’m not sure how old she is. She may be out of the running. The other one I know is a young adult.<br />Christian: He seems <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0232.jpg">rather taken with the younger one</a>.<br />Not really, he just <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0233.jpg">enjoys scaring people</a>. I wonder if he will grow out of that. You know, like teens that give noogies will <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0234.jpg">eventually grow out of that </a>when they transition to young adults.<br />Christian: Don’t hold your breath, this is TS3 not TS2.<br />*sighs* Good point…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0235.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Look its Jenn! *waves and sighs* She can’t hear me any more.<br />Christian: She looks good… very good.<br />Having second thoughts of divorcing her?<br />Christian: Maybe.<br />Interesting. Hold on to that thought. So the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0236.jpg">party is going </a>and people are still showing up about 30 minutes after it started. Oddly only one brought food. *shrugs* Not a big deal, Christian has been wanting a buffet table so I finally get them one. Problem solved. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0238.jpg">Yay Carmen is here</a>, time to blow out the candles!<br />Christian: Hmmm… I’ve been looking forward to this time yet now that its here…<br />*hugs Christian* I’ll miss our talks, too.<br />Christian: Okay, enough of that. Lets get his over with.<br />*<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0237.jpg">pokes Franklin</a>*<br />Christian: Wait! Who is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0239.jpg">Jenn dancing with</a>?<br />*peeks* Oh that’s Bob Newbie. I moved them in together so she can inherit his house when he dies. He’s a bachelor with no children to take over his home.<br />Christian: I see…<br />*tries to hide her smile*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0241.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Now its time and the crowd gathers… well most of them do, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0242.jpg">his girlfriend and his uncle </a>don’t seem to think his transition warrants their stopping what they’re doing in order to cheer him on. Ah <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0243.jpg">what to wish for</a>… hmm…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0242a.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Heh someone looks pretty excited about his transition though.<br />Christian: Stop stalling, Roo.<br />Right then, sparkles flare, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0244.jpg">he weebles, he woobles</a>, he spins and… *blinks* damn…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0245.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Brave… really? I’m not exactly complaining here its just that you’re already evil and mean spirited, add brave to that mixture and we’re looking at a dangerous little sim.<br />Franklin: *cackles* Not so little anymore, Roo. They’ll rue the day… rue it I say!<br />*sighs* And it begins…<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-time-yet.htmll">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-i-missed-you-stand-still-next.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-3981857220197166170?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-36575763560773151322009-07-16T16:12:00.011-05:002009-07-22T16:21:46.972-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0201.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Akara had a friend come over to visit. Shame she was stuck in detention. *shrugs*<br />Christian: Again? I thought you were giving up on that test.<br />Ya, maybe… probably… eventually… In the meantime she is still testing the homework copy. Franklin has one female friend (Sandra Krebs) that is in high school with him. Sure they’re best friends, but I have never seen the girl. I have no idea what kind of traits she has nor do we even know if they’re compatible.<br />Christian: What about this girl? She isn’t too hard on the eyes, perhaps they will be compatible?<br />That’s what I was thinking… until they actually <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0202.jpg">talked to each other</a>. I’m not sure what traits she has, but whatever they are Franklin wants nothing to do with them or her.<br />Christian: Akara is home. Poor thing is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0203.jpg">still mourning the loss of Father</a>.<br />I had Franklin call Sandra over. She was happy to stop by but uh…<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0204.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Somewhere along the way she decided to grow up. She’s a young adult now! Although this can be to our advantage. I mean, he’s about to become a young adult, too. I can have a birthday party for him, he’s already gotten the you’re gonna age soon pop up so… well it’s a thought. She’s kinda cute.<br />Christian: Not to forget the little blond girl. She was supposed to go home. Instead she goes for a swim <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0205.jpg">then takes a nap… in ‘my’ bed</a>.<br />Maybe we should have sent her home… but I didn’t. You know me, I want to see how things play out.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0206.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />That night we were visited by ghosts. Sherman hasn’t gotten over his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0207.jpg">fear of ghosts </a>even though he ‘is’ a ghost. *rolls eyes* First he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0208.jpg">fainted when he saw Precious</a>. Then <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0209.jpg">Ruby showed up </a>and he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0210.jpg">fainted again</a>. Ruby just looked at him then <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0211.jpg">started playing video games</a>, which annoyed him because the tv rudely woke him. So <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0212.jpg">he yelled at the TV </a>and turned it off, while Ruby was still playing. Precious decided now would be a good time to haunt the couch. *giggles* The couch haunting <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0214.jpg">didn’t phase Ruby</a>. Once Sherman moved out of the way, she started playing video games again. As annoying as they can be, they’re pretty funny too.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0215.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Where was Christian during all of this? In the kitchen… dealing with the blond kid. Who’s name I obviously don’t remember.)<br />Christian: *shrugs* She isn’t family so her name isn’t relevant.<br />That is a very good point. Not to mention the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0216.jpg">brat insulted your home </a>after having slept on your bed.<br />Christian: She is apparently mean spirited and/or inappropriate. I’m surprised her and Franklin don’t get along better.<br />Huh… good point. *ponders*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0218.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Miss Thang was on her way out once more. Sherman managed to distract her. They stared each other down for a while giving Franklin time to catch up to her. Then he took over and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0217.jpg">chat her up</a> before the school bus arrived. He did <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0219.jpg">such a fabulous job</a> they <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0221.jpg">became BF/GF </a>in a matter of one sim hour along with <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0220.jpg">his first kiss</a>.<br />Christian: You aren’t seriously considering her for his wife are you?<br />I was until <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0222.jpg">she drove off in a limo</a>. She’s rich. *pauses* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0223.jpg">Hmmm</a>…<br />Christian: What? The mailman? My son needs an heir, a blood descendant. Rather difficult to do if you turn him gay.<br />What? Oh no, no, not for Franklin…<br />Christian: Run, Akara!<br />*giggles*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0224.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The boys went to the park to hang out and play a little chess. Not as if they couldn’t do that at home, but I don’t allow them to go downtown very often so I figured without women they may be safe. It was horridly boring at the park there <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0225.jpg">was only one person there</a>. A child…<br />Christian: Is it just me, or does she look vaguely familiar?<br />She should look familiar. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0226.jpg">That’s your daughter, Carmen</a>! So I had <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0227.jpg">Franklin invite her over to play </a>but uh she wasn’t having any of that. She sat down for a hot minute, looked at them both <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0228.jpg">and then left</a>.<br />Christian: You weren’t paying attention to the time. It was her curfew. She had to get home.<br />You should go visit her… or invite her over to the house. We are missing her whole life!<br />Christian: Must I remind you…<br />Right, dislikes children… *sighs*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0229.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So it’s a lovely Wednesday afternoon of copying homework when I remember both Akara and Christian have the day off of work. Today would be a good day to have Franklin’s transition day.<br />Christian: The time has come at last. What? Wait! <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/02Gen0230.jpg">Who is on the guest list</a>?<br />Jenn and Franklin are still good friends, besides she’s still like family and I want Carmen there as well. Naturally I go with a pool party which makes no sense since no one ever swims at these parties!<br /><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/hark-page-2.html">page 2</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-3657576356077315132?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-30694084893453490352009-07-16T11:48:00.011-05:002009-07-27T16:27:28.355-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0260.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oh wow, its finally time.<br />Christian: Are you sure? She’s gotten up in the middle of the night before and fooled you.<br />*tries to click on icon* Nope this is definitely it! Odd, I thought it would be <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0261.jpg">harder to watch her die</a>. I think she simply out stayed her welcome.<br />Christian: *raises an eyebrow* Interesting.<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0262.jpg">Sherman wakes up</a>, Grimmy shows up, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0263.jpg">Franklin rushes </a>in and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0264.jpg">Sherman faints</a>. *pokes Sherman* Seriously even <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0265.jpg">Franklin thinks its getting old</a>.<br />Christian: Perhaps. Yet he gets an evil moodlet of happiness when he does.<br />That is true.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0266.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />From seemingly out of no where Akara shows to join in the mourning. Oh and to my delight <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0267.jpg">the urn was not a simple ugly gray box</a>! Yay! Ruby was in a great mood and she had accomplished her LTW. She was 100 days old before the stubborn woman would finally pass.<br />Christian: Father is only a day younger. It is going to be hard on the kids losing both grandparents.<br />He’ll probably go tomorrow. Luckily you wont have to have the death moodlet for four days, you’ll only have it for three.<br />Christian: Your idea of ‘luck’ astounds me.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0268.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Grimmy stuck around again. I followed his movements as he went downstairs. I had forgotten to put away the dollhouse and toy box. I wonder…<br />Christian: How many times did Father faint that night?<br />*ponders* Um… once in the bedroom, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0269.jpg">once in the loft</a>, once <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0272.jpg">downstairs</a>. All from Grimmy’s visit.<br />Christian: I see.<br />Anyhow Grimmy didn’t play with the doll house, he picked up <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0270.jpg">the VR glasses instead</a>.<br />Christian: Yes, it is a disturbing <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0271.jpg">sight to come home to</a>. One I hope not to repeat.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0273.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So instead of mourning your mom in any way shape or form, you cooked up your son’s favorite dish (Goopy Carbonara), sat down to a meal with your father and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0274.jpg">consoled him</a>… sort of.<br />Christian: *shrugs* I’ve dealt with the heartache that comes with losing your spouse.<br />Precious was taken a bit prematurely, I suppose. (hey!)<br />Christian: Why do you do that? That’s the second time you’ve done it. No one gets it…<br />Its that little video game my daughter plays on her DS. I can’t help it… moving along.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0275.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So while you console your father with food and empty words, you let your first wife console you?<br />Christian: Yes.<br />I see.<br />Christian: She was <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0276.jpg">always a comfort to me</a>.<br />I’m glad.<br />Christian: Why does that not reassure me?<br />*shrugs*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0277.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Akara was taking the death of her grandmother rather hard. She would freak out, Sherman <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0278.jpg">would console her</a>. Then Sherman would get all mopey and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0279.jpg">Akara would console him</a>. Rinse, repeat for a good part of <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0280.jpg">their day until </a>I couldn’t take it any more and sent them upstairs.<br />Christian: This would be another one of those mindless sim moments?<br />Most definitely. Sherman has always wanted to train someone so here was his chance.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0281.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Only something went wrong… Sherman got an odd look on his face and Akara stopped working out. So I tried clicking on Sherman to find out I couldn’t.<br />Christian: Yes, Father didn’t wait a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0282.jpg">full day before passing</a>.<br />Mhm… your mourning moodlet was still on 2 days, so really you’re only going to have to mourn for 2.5 days.<br />Christian: Let me guess, you’re still considering this ‘lucky’.<br />Lucky for me, yes. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0283.jpg">Akara and Sherman</a> had a rather touching moment just before she broke down and cried. Grim showed up <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0284.jpg">moments before you did</a>. I wasn’t sure how you were going to take his death again, you took it so <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0285.jpg">hard the first time</a>.<br />Christian: This time was harder. I knew you he had nothing in his backpack. This time it would be permanent.<br />He had a pretty urn just like Ruby. Franklin <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0286.jpg">stopped gardening </a>and joined in the mourning just in time for <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0287.jpg">Sherman to plead </a>with Grimmy. Then Grimmy did something that I completely missed because it happened so fast and I had never seen it before so I was totally taken by surprise.<br />Christian: What? What did he do? I was so busy mourning, I missed it.<br />Grimmy used his scythe to kind of… boot Sherman’s ghost away. Almost like he used his scythe like a golf club. It was almost comical.<br />Christian: You are one sick woman.<br />Ya true… anyhow <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0288.jpg">Grimmy didn’t stick </a>around this time. And now we <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0289.jpg">have 3 headstones </a>in the backyard.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0291.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: The deaths of both of my parents so close together… it was hard to take.<br />Yes, you <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0292.jpg">kind of lost it.</a> Thankfully <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0293.jpg">Franklin was there </a>for you. It shocked me that you sobbed on his shoulder like that.<br />Christian: Even more suprising is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0294.jpg">my son consoled me</a>. He’s a good boy… well no, he’s not, but he does know compassion.<br />*smirks* Yes so <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0295.jpg">much compassion </a>that he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0296.jpg">yelled at you </a>after consoling you… and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0297.jpg">you apologized</a>! *laughs*<br />Christian: He’s just a teen and I unloaded on him. He’s grieving too and… why ‘did’ I apologize?<br />Mindless sim.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0298.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Okay I am so ready to end this update for today. Lets do a quick recap of a few important details that I have left out.<br />Christian: Such as my daughter being <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0299.jpg">utterly miserable because of all the detention</a>?<br />Yes, I think I’m going to give up on the homework test. She is not failing, she simply keeps getting detention. Also there is your <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen02100.jpg">Lifetime Wish </a>being accomplished. Kudos.<br />Christian: Thank you.<br />Okay, we’ll end things here.<br />Christian: At the risk of sounding like a ‘mindless drone sim’, is it time yet?<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen02101.jpg">Almost</a>!<br />Christian: Finally.<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/mailman-cometh.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/hark-lark-flying-through-park.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-3069408489345349035?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-19123059866883951252009-07-15T08:57:00.008-05:002009-07-27T16:24:29.908-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0201.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />And we’re back with the Babii family. Um, so what <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0202.jpg">are we doing</a>?<br />Christian: You’re making my life miserable.<br />Nah, that’s too simple. There is usually a reason behind my actions. A test, an experiment, a wish fulfilled… I don’t usually do things for no reason.<br />Christian: *raises an eyebrow* Oh?<br />What? I said ‘usually’! Besides, you simmies have been more than entertaining and helping me out with the drama.<br />Christian: Jenn did that, not me.<br />Ya but your wish helped and OH! I just remembered…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0203.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: Ah right, the homework test.<br />CeeCee mentioned copying homework and the kid got detention for it. I wanted to see what will happen if a kid never learned on his/her own and always copied. Would she get caught? Will she have her grade go down? Will she have more detention? So many questions and Akara gets to test this out.<br />Christian: And this ‘CeeCee’… I’m guessing she’s another sim-Goddess.<br />Yes, and I did as she had, I took out Franklin’s old homework, set it on the desk and directed <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0204.jpg">Akara to copy it</a>. Akara obediently snatched his old homework up, tossed it on the ground, plopped down with her homework and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0205.jpg">began copying it</a>. Thankfully Ruby is clueless or she doesn’t care.<br />Christian: She was busy writing another novel.<br />*waves dismissive hand* The result of her copying the homework was detention. Although I forgot to take a picture of the pop up apparently… it said something about her goofing off in class and falling asleep or some other such rot.<br />Christian: Not the results you were expecting?<br />Yes it is actually.<br />Christian: Yet you had her continue this routine daily.<br />Naturally. I wanted to see the long term affect of copying homework.<br />Christian: Interesting.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0206.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I see you’ve taken up fishing more often. Are you trying to tell me something?<br />Christian: That I need some alone time to reflect, you’ve been pushing me too far, you crossed a line that shouldn’t be crossed… pick one.<br />*blinks* Listen, once Franklin transitions to adult you can have all the time you want. Besides I have a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0207.jpg">new test for you</a>.<br />Christian: *sighs* I’m going to regret this too aren’t I?<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0208.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I doubt it. Precious napping with Christian made me remember ghost can become playable again. Since these two are still considered engaged somehow, I had them spark their friendship again. Which ironically wasn’t low as I had expected.<br />Christian: *wrinkles nose* Ugh ghosts. Wait, what do you want me to do?<br />Precious was very receptive of Christians friendly interactions. She was even happy for him when he told her about his promotion. So I had him kick it up a bit.<br />Christian: For someone who died in a fire, she is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0209.jpg">surprisingly cold to the touch</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0210.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Uh huh… ghost… Anyhow, we stepped up a bit again…<br />Christian: For a ghost, she was also surprisingly odorous.<br />*pokes Christian* She died in a fire. When you fight fires, your hygiene drops, so apparently fire ghosts stink… ya I don’t know for sure, but I do know the first thing Precious does when she comes in the house is make a beeline for the shower.<br />Christian: Except tonight. You interrupted her for your little ‘test’.<br />And naturally we kicked up a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0211.jpg">notch once more</a>. He went in to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0212.jpg">seal the deal and</a>…<br />Christian: She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0213.jpg">rejected my advances</a>… apparently she was not in a good enough mood due to her lack of hygiene.<br />We didn’t let that stop us. I tried again and found my answer. Random female ghosts cannot have babies.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0214.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: Precious is not a ‘random’ ghost. She is the ghost of my first wife.<br />Which is not the point… the point is she is not controllable so she is treated as an NPC by the game therefore she is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0215.jpg">unable to be impregnated</a>. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0216.jpg">Test complete</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0217.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I was busy looking through the household to see if there were any opportunities I hadn’t helped fulfill yet when I found <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0218.jpg">Franklin hanging out</a>…<br />Christian: *raises an eyebrow* Oh really…<br />Mhm… our heir is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0220.jpg">ditching school</a>. I hadn’t realized they could do it. Unfortunately his grade isnt high enough for him to get away with this so after I took a few pictures <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0219.jpg">I sent him to class</a>.<br />Christian: A ‘C’? He’s got a C in school? How is he going to make something of himself if he remains a C student?!<br />Listen Genius… as long as he’s not failing, he’s passing. So let it go.<br />Christian: *<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0221.jpg">grumbles</a>*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0222.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*headdesk* She wont die and she wont stop flirting with guests. The older she gets the worse she is too. I’m really surprised Sherman hasn’t thrown a wish to divorce her.<br />Christian: The coward wouldn’t do that.<br />Christian! Don’t speak about your father that way.<br />Christian: He gets upset, yet not upset <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0223.jpg">enough to actually do anything about it</a>. Until he grows a pair, she wont stop.<br />*sighs* Such disrespect for your parents. I did not raise you to be like that!<br />Christian: *raises an eyebrow* Yes you did.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0224.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Homework time again. Since Ruby didn’t react to her copying, I figured why make her run all the way upstairs to do her homework? So she throws it on the floor in her bedroom.<br />Christian: The bedroom which she shares with her big brother, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0225.jpg">the owner of the homework </a>she is copying from.<br />Mhm… I figured he was asleep but apparently he’s not a heavy sleeper <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0226.jpg">and it woke him up</a>. I didn’t bother stopping her. I wanted <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0227.jpg">to see what he’d do</a>.<br />Christian: Perhaps you should have stopped her.<br />Yes, maybe so. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0228.jpg">He stood there waiting </a>for her to stop so he could ‘react to copying’ and ultimately gave up and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0229.jpg">went back to sleep</a>. Ruby walked in the room on her way to their bathroom and ignored the fact she was copying… she is so oblivious.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0230.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />For someone who doesn’t like children, you have several wishes that include your children.<br />Christian: Franklin is a teen and I was concerned about his grade. Naturally I would want to help him succeed. By helping him with his homework he can become more successful.<br />You’re just itching for him to grow up.<br />Christian: Yes, yes I am. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0231.jpg">Is it time yet?</a><br />*looks at his age bar* Nope! He has 7 more days.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0232.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Here’s something that cracks me up. Franklin will yell at Sherman… and Sherman in turn <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0233.jpg">apologizes to Franklin</a>. o.O<br />Christian: Would this fall under the mindless drone sim?<br />Mhm, most definitely!<br />Christian: I see.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0234.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Hmmm… what is it about these kids and the cemetery?<br />Christian: The cemetery? Perhaps its all the death around them? First Father, then their mother and now both of my parents are aging.<br />Ugh how old are they now? Man they need to die!<br />Christian: As harsh as that statement it is, I actually understand your sentiment. Mother is 97 and Father is 96 now.<br />*sighs*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0235.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Transition time… uh ya don’t ask me why she was outside, it doesn’t happen often. Anyhow, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0236.jpg">Akara is excited</a>.<br />Christian: She is probably tired of <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0237.jpg">having detention </a>every day after school.<br />Oh that test is far from over, she will continue to copy Franklin’s homework.<br />Christian: He has no old homework for her to copy.<br />True, but Aer said I don’t have to wait. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0238.jpg">Apparently I just need to </a>borrow his homework from his backpack and have her copy it, then slip it back in his bag… easy peasy!<br />Christian: Another sim-Goddess… wonderful. How many are there?<br />Uh… lots.<br />Christian: Fabulous.<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0239.jpg">Isn’t it?! </a>*grins*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0240.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />No sooner did Akara age, Franklin wanted to be mean to her. He went over and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0241.jpg">called her a loser</a>. I’m sure he implied other things as well but what I loved most is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0242.jpg">her reaction to his antics</a>. In the end they both looked at each <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0243.jpg">other funny and threw negative </a>relationship icons before going on their way.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0244.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I hadn’t had anyone serenade before. Its cute. I guess. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0245.jpg">Precious liked it anyhow</a>.<br />Christian: Not to mention it helped my skill in guitar.<br />You’re such a romantic.<br />Christian: I’m sure they’re tired of hearing how <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0246.jpg">I woo’d my first wife’s ghost </a>in to bed once more. Which reminds me, if the test is complete, what is the point of having me continue boosting my relations with her?<br />Uh… just in case?<br />Christian: *raises eyebrow*<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0247.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian invited the next ranked chess player over. They <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0248.jpg">hemmed and hawed </a>and studied the board in their peculiar little ways.<br />Christian: She’s a formidable opponent.<br />Mhm… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0249.jpg">she beat you</a>.<br />Christian: Yes, she is the first since I was a child. I was intriguied by the woman and her skill. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0250.jpg">Naturally we became friends</a>.<br /><br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0251.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Homework time again! I made Franklin finish his homework before <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0252.jpg">allowing him to go to bed</a>. Once he was comfy in bed, I pulled his homework out of his backpack and tossed it on the floor. I then had <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0253.jpg">Akara go copy </a>it like a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0254.jpg">good little GP</a>.<br />Christian: GP?<br />Uh huh, GP… guinea pig! Now, just like before <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0255.jpg">Franklin woke up</a> to react to her copying his homework. Unlike last time though, she stopped what she was doing and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0256.jpg">allowed him to react</a>. Hilarity ensued.<br />Christian: If you mean his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0257.jpg">calling her a loser once </a>more and her making faces back at him. I suppose it was hilarious.<br />It was truly hilarious. I LOL’d for real. Once the names and faces were done, he bent over and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0258.jpg">snatched his homework </a>back before crawling back in bed.<br />Christian: So your test is done?<br />Hells no, I pulled it back out and sent <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/01Gen0259.jpg">her to the kitchen</a> to copy it.<br /><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-page-2.html">page 2 </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-1912305986688395125?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-45757325286130746292009-07-09T11:34:00.007-05:002009-07-27T16:23:08.826-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02160.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*sighs* The man will not go away! OMG he’s been here for days. *pokes the mailman* Dude, if you’re tired, go home!<br />Christian: You do realize he can’t hear you.<br />Yes, I know… it makes me feel better to be able to yell at you senseless, mindless, drone sims sometimes.<br />Christian: *raises an eyebrow* We aren’t all that way.<br />Sometimes I wonder…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02161.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: For someone who doesn’t like pink…<br />Don’t finish that sentence… I didn’t do it for me, I did it for Jenn.<br />Jenn: She loves me…<br />Christian: Okay, tell me I am not the only one who hears my wife here…<br />I don’t know what you’re talking about? *whistles innocently*<br />Jenn: You didn’t tell him?<br />Christian: Tell me what?<br />Jenn isn’t just another random mindless drone sim. She’s… well she’s…<br />Jenn: I’m a simme of a sim-Godess.<br />Christian: Holy boop!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02162.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I never thought I’d see the day when my simme was a grandmother to Jenn’s baby *giggles*<br />Christian: That is my daughter too. So naturally she is… Mother is your simme? *smirks* That explains a lot.<br />Mhm… *blinks* Hey! *pokes Christian* Have I mentioned how much I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02163.jpg">like the family tree</a>? I think it is a nice improvement to what TS2 had to offer.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02164.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I have another ‘test’ I want to do. It will have to wait until Franklin transitions to teen. Thankfully Akara is ready for the challenge.<br />Christian: *narrows eyes* What are you up to?<br />The homework test! Once Franklin transitions, I’m going to have Akara copy his homework every day until someone catches her or something else happens.<br />Christian: That’s absurd! Akara is a bright young lady and has no need to copy from Franklin.<br />Heller… guinea pigs!<br />Christian: *grumbles*<br />Jenn: It could be worse, she still wants to know if children can die.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02165.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin’s transition day! Yay! *blows horn*<br />Christian: You look ridiculous.<br />*pokes Christian* That boy that came home with Akara was laughing at Franklin. I thought about kicking him out, but figured I can do one better. Unfortunately it requires him growing up first… I have to say I do like the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02166.jpg">kids cheering for themselves</a>, its so dang cute.<br />Christian: Just as I predicted, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02167.jpg">he’s handsome</a>.<br />Pfft and an angler *headdesk*<br />Christian: Good thing we have a pond in the backyard.<br />I suppose. (hey!)<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02168.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin’s first act as a teenager, he made a beeline to his half sister, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02169.jpg">rubbed his hands </a>together as she looked up at him innocently and then to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02170.jpg">her horror </a>(and my great amusement) he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02171.jpg">stole her candy</a>.<br />Christian: Does he realize Carmen has no pockets? Where does she stash this candy he stole from her? *shudders*<br />I’m not going to ask. That’s just nasty!<br />Jenn: He did what to my daughter?! Oh he will pay for that. *glances at Carmen’s face and breaks down laughing* Okay that’s just funny.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02172.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />You two came home from work. (Christian &amp; Jenn are both in the music career track) Christian wanted Carmen to learn to walk, so I had him finish off her skill.<br />Christian: Thankfully the positive moodlet is stronger than the negative one.<br />Not to mention the fact that you love your home décor and the music that is piped through out the house. You’re pretty happy when you’re home. I’m not overly concerned.<br />Christian: Naturally.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02173.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So each ghost is different I reckon. I’m guessing their behavior is dictated either by how they died, or their personalities. I’ve only had the two but they both act so differently. Case in point, every night that Precious comes out to haunt, she showers first.<br />Christian: You were hoping she was <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02175.jpg">up to a bit of scaring</a>.<br />Yes, I admit I was. The <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02174.jpg">mailman was still hanging </a>around and I was hoping she would frighten him to death.<br />Christian: Shame it didn’t work.<br />In the end she took a nap on the couch. In the morning <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02176.jpg">she was pulled back to her grave </a>as she always is. And I finally had Akara ask him to leave.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02204.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I decided to give Franklin a makeover. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02177.jpg">He was cute</a>… not exactly the look an evil-absent minded-mean spirited-angler should have. It suits him.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02179.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: What was all this about? Father is one of the few he actually gets along with.<br />That’s what I was wondering… didn’t matter though. They’re <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02180.jpg">still very close</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02181.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />He’s become a distinguished fisherman in his own right. It’s nice that you two fish out back together.<br />Christian: Yes, I had forgotten how fond of fishing I am.<br />That’s just because I have you concentrating on your last skill of guitar playing. I need you to max three skills. You’ve only gotten two. You’re slacking!<br />Christian: *shrugs* Relax, I’m still youngish. I have time. Speaking of time, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02182.jpg">Mother is pushing 95</a> now.<br />*headdesk* I know. The old bat wont die!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02183.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I decided I’m a homebody and just because I am, that doesn’t mean my sims have to be. Especially now that they have money they can spend and no downtown loading time! So after paying a few bills, undermining a charity to the tune of §250, I sent Franklin to the one place he chose to visit. The cemetery.<br />Christian: The cemetery?<br />Yes, the cemetery… and before you judge him too harshly, you should know your darling Akara wants to go visit there as well. Instead I sent her to school to take an art class.<br />Jenn: Is that the same night you sent us to dinner?<br />Um… yes… so I uh… *sighs* This wasn’t planned. Just know that okay?<br />Jenn: Hmmm…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02185.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />As I mentioned Franklin went to the cemetery and naturally I sent him down in the catacombs. He didn’t do very well, he was mauled rather quickly. I suppose evil attracts evil. *shrugs* I sent Akara to the art class, I sent Ruby to a game, Sherman stayed home with Carmen to teach her to talk and I sent the newlyweds to dine at the bistro. I intended to snap a few pictures of the lovebirds dining but was distracted by Franklin and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02186.jpg">his antics</a>. He <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02187.jpg">autonomously decided </a>to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02188.jpg">scare this guy</a>. It was quite humorous until I got a pop up about Jenn speaking to a familiar name and how she enjoyed her conversation.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02189.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />No, not the guy she is currently speaking to, the big guy with the plate… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02190.jpg">Tyler, her love interest</a>! The man she was talking to was telling her a funny story or something. I don’t remember.<br />Jenn: He was a sweet guy.<br />Is that why <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02191.jpg">you flirted with him</a>?<br />Jenn: I… I don’t know what came over me. Did you do that?<br />Nope! But you know I got pictures.<br />Jenn: Of course.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02192.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />For reasons I don’t understand, Christian wasn’t fazed as much as Tyler. I booted her off the phone to watch some fireworks. She immediately tried to flirt again, this <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02193.jpg">time with her husband</a>.<br />Jenn: *sighs* Yes, which he rejected.<br />And immediately upset Tyler once more. Although instead of being angry with her as I had expected, when he stepped up to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02194.jpg">her they flirted</a>! *headdesk* Christian was just on his way <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02195.jpg">back in for a drink</a>. Cant say that I blame the guy. He stopped in his tracks to confront his new wife. It didn’t go very well.<br />Jenn: I can’t believe you let him do this to me.<br />What? What did I do? You’re the one who cheated on him!<br />Jenn: Flirted! It isn’t as if I stuck my tongue down his-<br />Jenn! *giggles* Okay right you didn’t, but still. His mom is flirty so <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02196.jpg">that isn’t something </a>your <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02197.jpg">grumpy hubby </a>likes to witness.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02198.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So Christian had enough of her antics after only a few days of marriage and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02199.jpg">broke things off</a>. *sighs* My <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02200.jpg">poor Christian</a>.<br />Jenn: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02201.jpg">What about poor me</a>?<br />What ‘poor you’? I set up with a decent home! <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02202.jpg">2 bedroom, 2 bath</a>… it’s nicer than what I did for Steve.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02203.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />First thing Christian did when he got home was take a soothing bubble bath. You’re looking a bit tired…<br />Christian: Not now, Roo. I am tired. Isn’t it time for Franklin to take over?<br />*glances at age* Um, no… you have 11 more days.<br />Christian: *groans*<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/enter-random-boop-here.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-it-time-yet.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-4575732528613074629?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-44498451650196031892009-07-08T16:21:00.010-05:002009-07-27T16:21:40.078-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02119.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*sighs* Usually if someone goes to interact with the toddler while he/she is sleeping, I stop them. This time I let Sherman continue thinking because she is asleep it would drop from his queue.<br />Christian: You were wrong. Father woke up Akara in order to tickle her then <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02120.jpg">promptly put her down and not back in the crib</a>.<br />*sighs again* Yup, the old coot… and why did he put her down? To <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02121.jpg">hug his wife</a>. *headdesk* Yes because that is so much more important than taking care of your granddaughter! Why wont your mother die already?!<br />Christian: Very good question. You do realize that she is well over 90 now.<br />Ya, I know. And just as <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02122.jpg">airheaded as the day she moved in</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02123.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: What is his problem? Did we ever figure that out?<br />No, but I did <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02124.jpg">have your father </a>talk to him and invite him in.<br />Christian: Where he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02125.jpg">promptly tried to kill Father</a>.<br />He did not, he just bored him to death… erm to the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02126.jpg">point that he passed out from boredom</a>. It was funny although rather annoying.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02127.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: No, what was annoying was Mother flirting with the man!<br />Mhm… he’s a cutie… shame I don’t have anyone around to impregnate…<br />Christian: *facepalm* Again… your fault.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02128.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />What is funnier still, he isnt allowed to flirt back. She gets all offended *smirks*<br />Christian: I suddenly have an overwhelming urge to see Jenn… and it can’t wait. I’m sure you had something to do with that.<br />Ah yes… I had another thought. Someone mentioned something and I wanted to see if it would work for me.<br />Christian: Another way to kill off a sim?<br />Hmm? Oh like the tinkering with a fire place while its lit? No, nothing so drastic… although if something were to happen to Jenn… what would become of Carmen? Would she come to you or go to an orphanage? *ponders*<br />Christian: You’re <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02129.jpg">going to kill Jenn</a>?<br />Nah, I just now thought of this, maybe a different generation will get to experience that test.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02130.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: This is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02131.jpg">something I can get </a>used to.<br />Glad you said that. *pokes*<br />Christian: Ow! *<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02132.jpg">spins in to nicer clothes</a>* What are you up to? Why do I have another… oh… I see…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02133.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02134.jpg">love their reaction</a>, I hate their <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02135.jpg">waddle to hug </a>afterwards though<br />Christian: Jenn did not waddle. She uh… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02136.jpg">shuffled her feet a bit</a>…<br />Either way, she accepted. For some reason that is beyond me, I couldn’t get her to move in!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02137.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Oh for Cripes sakes! Again? *sighs* She’s something else.<br />Christian: Hey! You made her flirty. You have no one to blame but yourself.<br />Not that any of you followed through <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02138.jpg">with your upset with Ruby actions</a>. I was ready with my camera and you both failed me. Again! So I figured, meh… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02139.jpg">lets throw a party</a>! Christian had the wish so I let him… erm after giving him the legendary host, naturally.<br />Christian: I can’t believe you didn’t update <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02140.jpg">Father’s formal wear</a>.<br />*giggles* Ya I totally forgot.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02141.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The couple got ready as the guests started arriving. The <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02142.jpg">mailman stayed for the wedding </a>as well.<br />Christian: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02143.jpg">Don is looking kind of</a>… old<br />Yes but at least he dressed appropriately. Unlike <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02144.jpg">that tubby friend of yours</a>. *scoffs* And I now understand everyone’s hatred for the lack of a wedding arch. I set up some flowers for a nice background and had you call Jenn over… didn’t quite make it to the spot I wanted you to, but you got close! <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02145.jpg">Steve showed up </a>and … uh…<br />Christian: Yes, now you see why you should have changed Father’s formal wear.<br />*smirks* Nah, that’s just more funny stuff.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02146.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So the vows are said, the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02147.jpg">crowd gathers around and stands and gawks</a>… I specifically set out a couple of benches to see if they would sit. Naturally, they didn’t.<br />Christian: *shrugs* We’re sims… we aren’t perfect.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02148.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />A few other events happened during the wedding party which by the way lasted for hours! 1. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02149.jpg">Jenn and Carmen moved in</a>. 2. Carmen kept her last name of Emm (which is what I wanted to see, I wanted to see what last name Carmen would have after the wedding) 3. I found out <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02150.jpg">Jenn had a love interest</a>! oops?<br />Christian: She what?! Again? What is it with these women? First Precious, now Jenn.<br />You asked if she was single… we’ve gone through this. At least it wasn’t Steve again.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02151.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />4. I forgot transitions! That would be Akara cheering for herself because I forgot a cake. Oh that blond baby in the back, that is Carmen! Trust me, they <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02153.jpg">both got a makeover</a>. I uh… simply forgot to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02152.jpg">take a picture of Akara’s</a>.<br />Christian: At least you didn’t make her sit outside for her transition.<br />And if you noticed #4 was plural, meaning there was <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02154.jpg">another transition that evening</a>.<br />Christian: *shrugs* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02155.jpg">Mine wasn’t as important </a>as Akara’s. I’m <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02156.jpg">just getting older</a>, she’s starting out in life… this is a very important time in her education!<br />*pokes Christian* Oh stop already!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02159.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Whew I’m exhausted… so we’ll end it with the wedding night. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02157.jpg">Franklin and Jenn bond </a>over homework, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02158.jpg">Sherman and Ruby got happy moodlets </a>for being the parents of the groom. Something they only get if there is a wedding party, I suppose. Neither got that when he married Precious.<br />Christian: Why are my sheets pink?<br />Because your wife is Jenn.<br />Jenn: And I love pink, pink is so me!<br />*boggles*<br /><br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/fire-drill.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/mailman-cometh.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-4449845165019603189?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-18311855789660011632009-07-08T14:02:00.008-05:002009-07-08T18:29:36.354-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0290.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ah, boop! I forgot about the fire in the fireplace.<br />Christian: Yes, the thing is a hazard. You have your fiery ghost, you can stop trying to burn the house down.<br />Listen Buster, I’m not trying to burn anything any more… wow that’s a big fire. Do you think we’ll lose your mom? *watches amazed*<br />Christian: Doubtful, she had the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0291.jpg">foresight to call the fire department </a>prior to attempting to put out the flames.<br />I wonder if kids can burn like they do in TS2…<br />Christian: More than likely. Why? Are you going to destroy Franklin before he can even have a family and begin his part of the legacy?<br />Huh? Oh gosh no.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0292.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Yanno, he’s kinda cute… shame I got rid of Precious. She could have had his baby!<br />Christian: What? Him? *scoffs* He is far from handsome… he’s got uh… squinty eyes and… and it doesn’t matter anyhow, she’s gone. You saw to that.<br />True… but I have the makings for ambrosia….<br />Christian: She is dead. Gone… in a sense…<br />Ya I know. I’m not a big fan of ghosts anyhow… so after this fire, I finally had C<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0293.jpg">hristian put the dang fireplace out </a>and had <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0294.jpg">Sherman make it fireproof</a>. I’m not sure how you make a fireplace fireproof but uh… who am I to argue eh?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0295.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin is getting older and cuter and more interesting every day. As you all know, a ‘good’ sim can donate funds to a charity. What I didn’t know is that an ‘evil’ sim can <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0296.jpg">donate to undermine said charities</a>. *giggles*<br />Christian: He will make a fine heir.<br />Mhm… and he is a lot like you.<br />Christian: I’m afraid to ask…<br />*grins*<br />Christian: Fine… how? How does my son remind you of me?<br />He <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0297.jpg">throws all pansy like</a>, just like you! *giggle snorts*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0298.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: I knew I’d regret asking… he’s also handsome. Another feature he has from me.<br />That is true. He’s a cutie. And ironically, the one person that enjoys speaking with him is your father.<br />Christian: Why is that so surprising?<br />For one, Sherman is ‘good’ while Franklin is ‘evil’… and then there is that whole talking about his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen0299.jpg">maniacal plot or whatever silliness </a>it is he does. Sherman is the only one who will listen to his plans.<br />Christian: Perhaps Father intends to foil his plans…<br />Or Sherman being the coward he is, perhaps he is afraid of his grandson.<br /><br />*perks* You need to go see Jenn!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02100.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: This is rather sudden… what are you up to?<br />Me? Up to? *scoffs* What could I possibly be up to?<br />Christian: I don’t trust you…<br />I don’t blame you. Wait! Did <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02101.jpg">something happen to your mother</a>?<br />Christian: Huh? What? No… not that I know of anyhow…<br />Oh… huh um… oh, shhh, here she comes!<br /><br />Okay I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02102.jpg">don’t get that handshake</a>. I mean they’re love interests for cripes sakes!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02103.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ah, much better. She’s happy to see you at least.<br />Christian: Why wouldn’t she be? *sniffs* What is that smell? *raises an eyebrow* And what is she wearing? Where is Jenn’s ‘pink’?<br />*giggles* Behind you… its time you meet her.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02104.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian, meet your <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02105.jpg">daughter Carmen Emm</a>!<br />Christian: Ugh, Woman! You know this is going to give me a bad moodlet and… wait, what?<br />Mhm! *points to happy moodlet* Your daughter! I hope she’s a cute lil blondie like her mommy.<br />Christian: I hope she has Jenn’s freckles.<br />See? You don’t hate kids…<br />Christian: I never said I ‘hate’ kids…<br />Right, right, its ‘dislike’ … pfft whatevers.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02107.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Our darling Jenn is a hopeless romantic. Our horny Christian takes full advantage <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02110.jpg">of her girlieness</a>. *giggles*<br />Christian: That’s not even a word!<br />Whatever she thinks you’re the bee’s knees! I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02108.jpg">love the foot pop</a>, too cute!<br />Christian: Uh huh… so uh… you want to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02109.jpg">be her steady instead of me</a>?<br />*scoffs* No, she’s just so in to you, its endearing.<br />Christian: *smirks*<br />Ugh! Oh! Your brother is at your house, I’m gonna go check up on them for a bit. You’re on your own.<br />Christian: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02111.jpg">With my offspring</a>? Take the baby with you!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02112.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Bwahahaha! Oh that’s good. I never made her work out before *snicker snorts* Steve is really in to training her. Come on old lady, 10 more reps! *laughs*<br />Christian: Why is he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02113.jpg">yelling at Mother</a>?<br />He isn’t… not really… He is simply motivating her. Heeeeeeey… what are you doing home already? I thought I left you with your girlfriend.<br />Christian: Yes well, I grew weary and came home.<br />You got nosey… pfft.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02114.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Speaking of weary… I thought this was funny. Steve took a short nap <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02115.jpg">before he went home</a>.<br />Christian: The rude sod.<br />Whatever, he’s still family.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02116.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Speaking of funny, family, and oddities…<br />Christian: Were we?<br />Huh? Ugh! *pokes Christian* Anyhow before I was <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02117.jpg">rudely interrupted</a>. I found it odd that Precious is still considered ‘related’ to Christian. Not as a wife, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/gen02118.jpg">but as his fiancée</a>… now how is that going to work with Jenn? *perks*<br />Christian: *rubs his side* I worry when you get that look…<br /><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/enter-random-page-2.html">page 2</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-1831185578966001163?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-41253951697970373332009-07-02T11:51:00.011-05:002009-07-27T16:18:49.564-05:00There were more opportunities for the family, including <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0238.jpg">Ruby making a specific new best friend</a>, one of the Broke clan; <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0239.jpg">Franklin had to visit the grocery store </a>to do some kind of report; Precious had to read something and Sherman had another athletic one where he was to work out with the television or radio, jog and swim.<br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0237.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I think I’ve traumatized him… I sent him outside to swim and he freaked out. *chuckles* Poor Sherman.<br />Christian: You aren’t going to kill him again are you?<br />What? Me? Nah… I killed him once already. Now that his flower is gone, he can die of old age. I’m happy.<br />Christian: You’re rather twisted, Roo.<br />Why thank you, Christian. That is probably the nicest things you’ve said to me.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0240.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />There was some nasty grilled cheese in the refrigerator. I was curious what would happen if I made someone eat it. While Precious <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0241.jpg">wasn’t too pleased with her meal</a>, she did choke it down eventually.<br />Christian: She actually ate it? *gags* That is disgusting! Why would you do that to her?<br />*blinks* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0242.jpg">Guinea pigs</a>…<br />Christian: Ah, right…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0243.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*grins* Franklin is such a cutie sometimes. He finished at the grocery store <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0245.jpg">so I sent him home</a>. I had forgotten to give him a make over… well actually I never did give him a real makeover. I simply gave him new clothes. The ones he transitioned in are hideous.<br />Christian: Hey Roo?<br />His <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0246.jpg">new ones suit him </a>just fine.<br />Christian: Roo… *looks anxiously at Precious*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0247.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*chuckles* Precious ran several <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0248.jpg">times to the toilet</a>.<br />Christian: Please tell me that’s from the grilled cheese.<br />Sure is! Unfortunately <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0249.jpg">that is all that happened</a>. I suppose it will take more than one sammich to do the trick.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0250.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Akara managed to get her skills in rather quickly. Having only one toddler at a time with grandparents around makes skilling easier.<br />Christian: What?! Again?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0251.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Hmm? Oh yes, remember she has to make a best friend and he too is flirty… oh but don’t worry-<br />Christian: Don’t say it. ‘She only flirted’… that is such a crock. That doesn’t make it right!<br />Nope, wasn’t gonna say that… although she did only flirt… I was going to say, your son welcomed <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0252.jpg">her home ‘his’ way</a>. *giggles*<br />Christian: Ha. That’s my boy.<br />*mumbles* <span style="font-size:78%;">Hypocrite</span><br />Christian: What?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0253.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin gave me a great idea. I was wondering why Sherman suddenly spun up the wish to mop. Now I know! Hmm… Franklin, where is your mother… *pokes Precious out of bed*<br />Christian: What about Mother? You haven’t tried killing her yet…<br />I haven’t tried killing you either. Would you like the honors? *waves a dismissive hand* Doesn’t matter, she’s a spouse, you know the rule.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0254.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Obediently Precious gets to work Thankfully <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0255.jpg">she gets zapped</a>! Unfortunately she <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0256.jpg">also causes a fire</a>.<br />Christian: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0258.jpg">Ack</a>!<br />I know, right? Stupid fire alarm woke up your father and got everyone running to the kitchen. Even those I tried distracting with other things came running and… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0259.jpg">hmmm</a>…<br />Christian: What?<br />Nothing…<br />Christian: What?!<br />I uh… tried to <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0260.jpg">shoo Franklin outside</a>. Don’t want the heir dying before he has a chance to take over. He almost <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0261.jpg">made it out the door</a>. Naturally, Sherman made it outside <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0262.jpg">just in time to faint</a>. The firewoman gave <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0263.jpg">an EO roar </a>for some odd reason and then promptly left.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0264.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: What is that look for?<br />*shrugs* Who knows? It was early morning and maybe he just didn’t want to go to school? He <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0265.jpg">does manage </a>some of the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0266.jpg">best faces though</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0267.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />After school he asked to go to a friend’s house. I love that. I really do. Instead of them always coming home with your simmies. It is a nice touch.<br />Christian: I have to laugh <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0268.jpg">at his choice of LTW</a>.<br />*chuckles* Yes, I agree. Although I didn’t give it to him.<br />Christian: Why not?<br />Do you have any idea how hard that would be?! *ponders* On the other hand… stop distracting me!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0269.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />A fire started at the house. I like that it gives you the option to zoom your camera over there.<br />Christian: I don’t remember this fire.<br />You were at work and it didn’t last for very long. I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0270.jpg">had Precious put it out</a>. Naturally the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0271.jpg">whole house ran</a> to watch. *facepalm*<br />Christian: Naturally.<br />Which <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0272.jpg">prompted a new idea</a>…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0273.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian was at work, I sent Franklin to the public pool, I sent Ruby &amp; Sherman to the art gallery and I had Precious tinker.<br />Christian: Where was my daughter through all this?<br />Safely playing outdoors.<br />Christian: She hates the outdoors…<br />I know so I built temporary walls and brought her back indoors to appease her.<br />Christian: Is that when <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0274.jpg">the fire started</a>?<br />Yes, and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0275.jpg">it was huge</a>! It started to fill the whole tiny room! It was awesome… until I realized I was killing the only adult at home with a toddler there.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0276.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />That is when I decided to bring Ruby &amp; Sherman back home. Did you know that if there is no door access to the fire, they wont panic and try to get in there?<br />Christian: Mhm.<br />Then why didn’t you tell me?!<br />Christian: *chuckles* Some things you simply have to learn on your own.<br />*pokes Christian* You really are a poop.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0277.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So Grim came, I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0278.jpg">deleted the walls</a>, Precious’ <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0279.jpg">ghost popped up </a>from the ashes, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0280.jpg">Ruby mourned </a>and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0281.jpg">Grim came inside</a>. I guess since<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0282.jpg"> Franklin wasn’t </a>home he didn’t see a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0283.jpg">reason to stick around</a>. Weird, huh? *giggles*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0284.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I did mention I sent Franklin to the pool? Yes well he met his Uncle Steve there. They were having fun doing that silly hold your breath contest until they both realized Precious died. How odd is that picture? I mean that wobble water look is so bizarre.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0285.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian on the other hand went to visit a friend for comfort. Oh nice new work outfit!<br />Christian: Thanks. I just got the promotion and-<br />Ya, ya, shhh… she’s <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0286.jpg">answering the door</a>. She <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0287.jpg">consoles him </a>nicely and he <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0288.jpg">whispers his intentions </a>in her ear. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0289.jpg">Ah success…</a><br />Christian: What?! Again? 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Lets do this!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0201.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Rhoda Bagely bugged me so much she was moved to the cemetery with her mother and father.<br />Christian: *smirks* I was wondering what you were waiting for.<br />You again? Isn’t it time for your son to grow up and take over?<br />Christian: *shakes head* You’d think so wouldn’t you? This is what you get for extending our lives… you get to deal with me for much longer.<br />Yikes! *changes their lives back to 90 days*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0202.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Time to visit Steve! *bounces* I’m looking forward to taking a peek in this house. *pokes Christian* Ring the bell already… *fidgets*<br />Christian: There is no point in ringing the bell, he won’t answer.<br />What? I can see him<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0203.jpg"> in the window</a> for cripes sakes! Ring it!! *pokes harder*<br />Christian: Hey! *rubs chest* The option to ring the bell is gone. It is too late in the evening.<br />Aw man! I’ve been looking forward to this… *sighs* Okay fine. Tomorrow after work you come straight here and not home. Deal?<br />Christian: If it means you’ll stop poking me…<br />Yay! *crosses fingers behind her back*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0204.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The kidlettes seem to be getting along quite well. Occasionally he ignores her but otherwise, if he needs a bit of social interactions, he will play with his little sister. *tilts head* I suppose this biting off their heads thing is a common thing for the Babii kids…<br />Christian: *smirks*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0205.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*chuckles* Precious had an opportunity she was ‘turning in’ and met up with the Wilson girl. She mocked her in some way, don’t recall what. Odd that these two are ‘friends’ yet that teen aged girl can still get under Precious’ skin.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0206.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />The next night came and here we are again. Christian rang the bell and was waiting for Steve to answer. *points to Steve* At least we know he’s home!<br />Christian: *raises an eyebrow* For someone who kicked the guy out, you’re awfully excited to see him again.<br />Of course! I kicked him out to see what he would do with his life on his own.<br />Christian: *nods* Guinea pigs. I forgot…<br />Anyhow <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0207.jpg">back to Steve</a>. He <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0208.jpg">answered the door </a>and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0209.jpg">walked back in the house</a>. Not exactly thrilled to see his brother I guess. So I took the opportunity to glance around the place and I have to say, outside is way cuter. He has a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0210.jpg">kitchen area </a>to the left of the door, to the right of there is his <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0211.jpg">living room area </a>with a fireplace (makes mental note to add a fireplace to the Babii house)…<br />Christian: What was that?<br />Hmm? Upstairs, we have a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0212.jpg">small bedroom</a>, a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0213.jpg">larger bedroom</a>, the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0214.jpg">one and only bathroom </a>and a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0215.jpg">small sitting area</a>. Seriously, the best thing about this <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0216.jpg">house is outside</a>. Although I suppose it has potential.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0217.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian finally talked to Steve. Reported his fab job of earning §500 in tips playing his guitar in the park. Steve <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0218.jpg">did not look impressed </a>and in my opinion, he looks older and tired. I think that accelerated age of NPCs may be true. He looks older than Christian.<br />Christian: So it wasn’t my imagination that he looks different since Akara’s birthday.<br />Nope, he really does look different… although some things haven’t changed.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0219.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: Why did I agree?<br />*giggles* I don’t know, you always did. And you never enjoyed playing catch with him either. Gosh <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0220.jpg">you throw like a girl</a>… worse than a girl! *laughs*<br />Christian: I’m a genius, not a jock!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0221.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Utoh Christian. Duck!<br />Christian: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0222.jpg">Ack</a>!<br />Hey, I tried to warn you! Yup, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0223.jpg">Steve may be older</a>, but some things really don’t change.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0224.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*watches Sherman in fascination* So he’s upgrading the stove. Apparently banging on it with a hammer makes it make better tasting food. I have no idea how that is possible but apparently in their world, it is.<br />Christian: *shrugs* Not everything in our world has to make sense to you.<br />Oh, like to find the birthday cake, I have to look at the outdoor fun activities thingie?<br />Christian: Uh… ya… things like that.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0225.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />One day I remembered my new plan and put it in to action. I had Precious invite her new friend <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0226.jpg">Ari Moore over</a>. It’s Franklin’s birthday and I decided I wasn’t in the mood for another party so he’s going to settle for a cake.<br />Christian: Ari? That cute girl in the bikini?<br />*chuckles* Ya, that would be the one.<br />Christian: *grins* Nice.<br />Yes she is. She got along quite well with Sherman.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0227.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: Yes I noticed that… Father didn’t appear to be too happy about me taking over the conversation.<br />No he didn’t, so I sent him off to shower and prepare for the evenings event.<br />Christian: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0228.jpg">She’s a nice girl</a>.<br />I’m <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0229.jpg">glad you think so</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0230.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Sherman got to do the honors of bringing Franklin to the cake. As the others gathered around and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0231.jpg">got very excited on his behalf</a>. Ari was there somewhere in the background.<br />Christian: Its about time he grew up. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0232.jpg">He’s still a kid though</a>…<br />Yes he is, Mr. Doesn’t like children. Franklin is a funny little character. He <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0233.jpg">cackled for a bit</a>, cheered for himself, did the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0234.jpg">sparkle dance </a>and transitioned, giving me the ‘<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0235.jpg">how do you like me now</a>’ pose. I like him just fine… not too thrilled with his new trait though.<br />Christian: What? Why? What is his new trait? It can’t be worse than ‘evil’.<br />Oh? You’d be surprised.<br />Christian: *scoffs* Surprise me.<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/Gen0236.jpg">Mean spirited</a>.<br />Christian: *laughs*<br />Brat! *pokes Christian*<br /><br />A quick note. I apparently forgot to take pictures…. oops? Anyhow, apparently Ari Moore is involved with George and not only is she involved but they have a son and one on the way.<br />So I left her alone…<br /><br /><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/fire-page-2.html">Page 2</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-5213902791917607437?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-80864338424414754672009-06-29T15:12:00.006-05:002009-07-27T16:12:24.189-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii172.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Rhoda Bagely. The annoying guest who would never leave…<br />Christian: Wait, you’re the one who had Father invite her to move in. Now you’re complaining about her?<br />Yup, pretty much.<br />Christian: *shakes head*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii173.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Sherman our fainting diva, has an ‘episode’ each and every time he sees her. As Lisa pointed out, it may be what keeps her from frightening him to death. I hadn’t thought of it this way.<br />Christian: Who is this ‘Lisa’?<br />Another Sim Goddess… stop interrupting every two seconds will ya? Otherwise this is gonna get long winded.<br />Christian: …<br />As I was saying, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii174.jpg">he faints at the sight of his sister’s ghost </a>even when she hasn’t done anything to warrant such a reaction. Sometimes I let him lay around all fainted other times I poke him and send him on his way.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii175.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />What is really neat is her body being dragged back to the tombstone each morning. The first time I saw it I thought I imagined it. Not sure why I find it so fascinating, but just like Ruby, I tend to be easily impressed. heh.<br />Christian: *smirks*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii176.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I’ve also decided that since Sherman has already died for me I’m gonna stop picking on him. As I’ve mentioned before, he’s a good sport and he’s grown on me. That and defying death with quick thinking and a flower, he’s earned the right to hang out and have some fun.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii177.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian’s turn to have an opportunity. Why do I bother mentioning these and not others? Well I have my reasons, other than the opportunity to entertain his in-laws at the park…<br />Christian: *smirks* They use to think I wasn’t good enough for their little girl. I wasn’t ‘rich’ enough for her. Well I proved them wrong. We’re still happily married and are considered one of the ‘rich’ families of Riverview.<br />And yet, there you are panhandling in the park… such a proud moment.<br />Christian: *facepalm*<br />Anyhow back to the reason I let him take this opportunity even though he doesn’t ‘really’ need the money… Of all people to call him and offer this opportunity to him, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii178.jpg">its his brother, Steve</a>! I know right? I had to read it a few times to make sure I was not imagining it. Anyhow by kicking him out, he became a NPC of sorts. Now my curiosity is piqued. I need to find him. I need to see how he’s doing. I found him still working in the medical field where I placed him.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii179.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Then we followed him home. Here. Nice house. Eventually I will have Christian finish this opportunity and send him to his brother’s house. I’m just dying to get in there and poke around.<br />Christian: I can’t believe I have to report to my brother. My kid brother the first spare.<br />Yes well, your kid brother is on his way to being a doctor and just remember, I almost sent you off and him marry Precious.<br />Christian: *pauses* Why didn’t you?<br />*scratches head* I don’t know. You’re the first born male. And scary as it may be, you’re stats and name came from my son. Purely by accident mind you. The game picked genius, the die picked everything else. And yet you still ended up very much like your name’s sake.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii180.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: So what will happen to Akara?<br />Hmmm… good question. So far Franklin has been primed for his position as heir. I could simply give it to Akara seeing how she too has lovely interesting traits…<br />Christian: We really are your guinea pigs aren’t we?<br />Cha! I told you that.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii181.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />You know I have to say at first this was annoying. Then it dawned on me… this is much better than their flailing of arms complaining about not being able to do whatever it is I had sent them off to do and that action promptly dropping from their queue. At least this way they pause, move out of each other’s way and then go on to do what I told them to… providing Mrs. Absent Minded doesn’t forget what it was I sent her to do.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii182.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Remember the opportunity I had Sherman doing? Running for an hour around town… that guy there, the one floating in the window… ya that’s who he was to report back to.<br />Christian: Floating? Impossible! Sims don’t float unless they’re… oh. I see.<br />Now during Grim’s visit to one of Sherman’s friends, Sherman stood outside waiting to be let inside. In the meantime, Christian was off at the park playing his guitar to an emptying park and the girls were home taking care of the kids… hopefully. I left them alone for the most part. I figured they could handle a couple of hours on their own… right?<br />Christian: Roo, you’re making me nervous.<br />Just remember you love her… you said so…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii183.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*sighs* Seriously thought they were smarter than this. I mean, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii184.jpg">this isn’t TS2 for cripes sakes</a>.<br />Christian: *blinks* So uh… fire death, huh…<br />*chuckles* Ya, fire death… unless you have something else in mind.<br />Christian: *sighs* Nothing, I still love her… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii185.jpg">that’s disgusting</a>… but I still love her.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii186.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ruby got a call from an old friend who wanted to hang out. So I sent her.<br />Christian: Him again?<br />Well not really no. She went over to visit her friend Ar .. Er … ya I don’t remember her name. She just happens to live in this house… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii187.jpg">with Don Lothario</a>…<br />Christian: How convenient.<br /><a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii188.jpg">See the chick next to Don</a>? Ya that’s the chick she went to visit.<br />Christian: *sighs* Naturally she didn’t pass up the chance to flirt with Don.<br />Just remember Christian, flirting is all she ever did.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii190.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Precious wanted to throw a party. I gave her the perk for the awesome party host thing and had her call the crowd over for a swim party / birthday party.<br />Christian: No one ever swims at these events. They tend to gather in and around the house and stuff their faces.<br />True and occasionally they dance and mingle.<br />Christian: Or flirt with the host…<br />Your mom did that not Don. He just didn’t reject her is all.<br />Christian: *scoffs*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii191.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I don’t mind throwing parties now. In TS2 I avoided them like the plague. Now they’re so easy and makes people happy for a while. Not to forget the leftovers from the people bringing food over and all <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii189.jpg">the party crashers </a>that are potential friends.<br />Christian: Do I even know these people?<br />Uh… one of them you became friends with after beating her relentlessly in chess.<br />Christian: *chuckles* You may want to narrow <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii192.jpg">that down a bit more</a>.<br />*pokes Christian* Don’t be such a poop.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii194.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I actually queued up Sherman to take the baby to the cake, next thing I know Precious has baby in hand and does the honors.<br />Christian: Well it is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii195.jpg">our offspring after all</a>.<br />Just be glad <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii196.jpg">I didn’t make you do it</a>.<br />Christian: No one appreciates that more than I do.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii197.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Meet little Miss Spare Heiress, Akara. She was most displeased with me. I uh… forgot she hates the outdoors. Along with her cake happy moodlet was a traumatized for being outdoors to cancel it out. So I sent her inside to change that pink to purple and guess who she passed on her way to the dresser…<br />Christian: Who?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii198.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Him… your baby brother. He hasn’t changed a bit. He’s just as cute as the day he ran off to be a NPC.<br />Christian: He was in the same house as me and never even spoke to me? Did he see Mother? Did he approach Precious?<br />Uh… Yes… Yes… No.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii200.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />It was odd actually. They had become so distant that she had the friendly introduction rather than friendly greet. Odd don’t you think?<br />Christian: Not really. He’s become a stranger to his own family.<br />A family that betrayed him and kicked him out…<br />Christian: Details.<br />Yes well they got along well. She entertained him and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii201.jpg">had him laughing like the old days</a>. They aren’t friends, but they are at least not enemies.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii199.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: I see and erm… so uh… tell me something.<br />*tries to stifle her giggles* If I can… sure. What is it?<br />Christian: Who is that?<br />That would be one of the party crasher potential future friends I mentioned.<br />Christian: She’s lovely.<br />Oh goody, I was hoping one of the women would catch your eye. *claps happily*<br />Christian: Why am I suddenly nervous?<br />*shrugs*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii202.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I didn’t do much to change her. Akara is a cutie in her own right. I just couldn’t stomach the pink.<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-where-were-we.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/07/fire-drill.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-8086433842441475467?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-10784726194722391502009-06-29T11:34:00.009-05:002009-07-27T16:09:04.472-05:00Ah yes… bringing home the baby.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii124.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Akara Babii, the clumsy-outdoor hating spare.<br />Christian: Where have you been?<br />What’s that? I’ve been here… erm… in Sunnyville… erm Sunset Valley. Why? What’s wrong?<br />Christian: Nothing. Just living in limbo for weeks is unnerving. Thought you may have changed your mind and left us for good.<br />I considered it actually. Now that the official TS3 Legacy challenge rules are out I don’t need to play around here any longer.<br />Christian: I see. You would simply abandon us. Delete us as you have so many sims before us.<br />*blinks* Uh… something like that.<br />Christian: *sighs* Continue…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii125-1.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Alrighty then… these two have done nothing but throw wants to woohoo and various other tedious things.<br />Christian: Tedious for you perhaps.<br />Utterly tedious for me, yes. You’re lucky I give in to these whims occasionally.<br />Christian: Indeed. You aren’t considering any more offspring are you?<br />Nah. I’m not nearly bored enough. Oh! Something different happened.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii126-1.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Rhoda has taken up residence within the garden when she’s bored. I don’t know if you can tell or not, but the plant ‘dies’ <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii127-1.jpg">the fruit rattle around </a>and then <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii128.jpg">she moves on to another plant</a>, rinse repeat. I’m waiting for her to scare Sherman to death, but so far he’s only fainted at the sight of her. Which is often.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii129.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Another thing I have noticed is this sparkling paintbrush of Precious’. She has a perk thing for painting and now she uses this sparkling brush. Kinda hokey but its good to know that she has that perk I suppose. Although if you are in to story telling with your simmies, ya that can be a drag.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii130.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Sherman has an opportunity to jog around town for an hour. Their home is so far from downtown that it takes over an hour to even jog there. Naturally this means he accomplished it long before he got to town. He really is a good sport. Shame I didn’t manage to get him to drown last time.<br />Christian: *chuckles* He’s thwarting your attempts. You’ll see. He’ll die of old age just to spite you.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii131.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />That’s okay. I like Sherman. He has definitely grown on me. He’s <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii137.jpg">great with his grandchildren</a>.<br />Christian: Someone needs to be.<br />Pfft seriously. They would die if left in your care.<br />Christian: Mother isn’t much better.<br />Nor Precious, that stupid absent mindedness of theirs would have gotten those children taken by the social worker had it not been for Sherman.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii132.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: Then why all these <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii136.jpg">attempts on his life</a>? He maxed his handiness thanks to your constant attempts.<br />Because he’s a spouse… all spouses, once they’ve served their purpose, are fair game to a date with Grimmy.<br />Christian: *coughs* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii134.jpg">Including Precious</a>?<br />Mhm. She’s given birth to the heir and spare. She’s done as far as I’m concerned.<br />Christian: *grumbles* What about the founder and heirs?<br />Usually they get to die of old age… but <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii138.jpg">Ruby is taking a really long time</a>. I may have to reset the age back to 90 again.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii135.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I have to say, I really do like the new gardens. The vibrant colors and assorted new plants are a hoot. And while at first I dreaded having to hunt down seeds instead of having them readily available, even that is not a big deal any longer.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii139.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Hey, Christian? I was thinking. I am getting way bored with your family and-<br />Christian: Now? Really? This is not the time to speak with me. What is it with you and your fascination with me in the shower?<br />Your lack of nakedness? I do my best thinking in the bathroom? Because this is where you were when the idea popped in to my head?<br />Christian: Roo, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii140.jpg">you need help</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii141.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />*waves a dismissive hand* Whatever anyhow, as I was saying… I was thinking…<br />Christian: *chokes* What are you thinking?<br />Fire death.<br />Christian: Now? Can’t this wait? I’m very much in love with my wife.<br />*sighs* Okay but someone has to die. I’m bored!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii142.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: Again? I thought you liked Father and given up on the pool.<br />I do like Sherman, I just came up with a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii143.jpg">different approach</a>.<br />Christian: I see we still lack ladders.<br />Not that those are any help, but right… <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii144.jpg">so instead</a>, I would x out <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii145.jpg">any actions </a>of his own and kept him moving constantly. He eventually <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii146.jpg">got too exhausted </a>and <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii147.jpg">drowned</a>. Even that took quite a long time. His icon didn’t go away immediately, it became a wicked dark yellow just like in the photo and remained that color for some time. He flailed his arms and went under then…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii148.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Poof, he disappears. The pool was empty. I thought perhaps a glitch, but waited and that’s when a <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii149.jpg">new poof happened</a>. Grim shows up just outside the pool area near where Sherman disappeared at. That’s when <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii150.jpg">I heard a gasp</a>. My heart jumped.<br />Christian: It’s traumatic watching your father die. What did you expect from me?<br />I think it was about this time that I started to regret my decision to kill Sherman. Watching you <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii151.jpg">was heartbreaking</a>.<br />Christian: Then why did you do it?<br />In the name of science, naturally…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii152.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />No one else in the house seemed to notice or care about what was going on outside in their own backyard. It strengthened my resolve to allow this to continue and be sure to save upon exiting.<br />Christian: You are heartless and cruel.<br />And you’re <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii153.jpg">breaking my heart</a>. Watching you <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii154.jpg">watch your father was hard</a>. I finally had to ignore you and concentrate on Grim and Sherman. Something big was happening and I was determined not to be distracted by your antics.<br />Christian: Mourning the loss of your father is not ‘antics’.<br />Says you.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii156.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So up from the water comes Sherman. Blue, water dripping but thankfully unlike TS2, no puddles! yay!<br />Christian: Father <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii157.jpg">looks rather pleased </a>for someone who just died.<br />There’s a reason for that. He had been having a blast swimming up until he couldn’t swim any longer. Well… that and he had an ace up his sleeve.<br />Christian: He was shirtless-<br />It’s an expression for cripes sakes.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii158.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Besides I’d rather not think about where he pulled this death flower from, thank you very much. The fact remains he has it in his possession and has presented it to Grimmy. Grimmy looks taken aback by the flower or repelled, I’m not sure. This is my first experience with the flower and Grim. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii159.jpg">Grim snatches the flower </a>and appears upset when <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii160.jpg">suddenly we come to find out</a>…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii161.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />He’s rather ‘touched’ by the gesture! Who knew Grim had a softer side? I know I didn’t. For those that do not click on links, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii162.jpg">Grim goes on to ‘say’</a>: “Aww, Sherman, that’s so sweet of you! I need to hurry home and put this flower in water! I know just the right vase…” I was laughing so hard. This is great stuff. Well done EA.<br />Christian: It was rather ‘odd’ to watch Father returned to us. I was grateful to have him back, mind you… it was simply eerie to watch.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii163.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I can only imagine by Grim’s thought bubble that if we could see his moodlets, there would be a positive reaction to Sherman’s thoughtfulness. Unfortunately <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii164.jpg">this whole ordeal </a>was just a bit more than our sweet Sherman could handle and he did as he always has…<br />Christian: <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii165.jpg">He fainted</a>.<br />Oh but of course. In true drama fashion, back of the hand to the forehead and all…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii167.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: I was not nearly as amused as you were by this ordeal.<br />No, you <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii166.jpg">most definitely were not</a>.<br />Christian: Such a spectacle.<br />Ahem, this is the same man you were mourning just moments ago!<br />Christian: Because he was dead! Not this… this lump of cowardice on the lawn.<br />Careful Christian… Grim is still around… and he has <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii168.jpg">other things now on his mind</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii169.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: Such as? Who did you sic him on next?<br />No, no, nothing like that. He simply made himself at home <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii170.jpg">playing doll house with Franklin</a>.<br />Christian: Franklin?! My son? My heir?<br />Yes, the evil spawn <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii171.jpg">himself was networking</a>…<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/that-time-again.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/those-wacky-simmies.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-1078472619472239150?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-20068536961171501212009-06-19T23:10:00.007-05:002009-07-27T16:10:20.367-05:00<center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii80.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />So Mr. Never Nude is adapting to being a father… kind of. He also asked to get a job in the music field, so I let him. I reckon my plan to get him 3 maxed skills was just too much for him, or he wanted out of the house more often in order to get out of doing things with his evil spawn.<br />Christian: Indeed.<br />Meaning a bit of column A and a bit of column B?<br />Christian: Yes. *sighs* And why do you take pleasure in photographing me at the most odd and uncomfortable moments of my life?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii98.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Do you mean moments such as this one?<br />Christian: Yes.<br />Because <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii99.jpg">your son </a>and I enjoy them.<br />Christian: Pardon? Did you say my son enjoys these ‘moments’ with me?<br />Yes, because it <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii127.jpg">causes you such discomfort </a>and sorrow. He is evil after all.<br />Christian: I see…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii81.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Franklin is an interesting spawn… erm toddler. While he doesn’t mind doing the every day mundane things such as having a meal with the family or <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii83.jpg">playing along with Grandpa</a>…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii82.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />He takes greater joy in the odd behavior or what a ‘normal’ sim would consider abnormal. I thought it odd he would play with a doll house until I took a closer look and watched with pride as he tried to rip the heads off the dolls (note the tongue on the boy! ha!). He would beat them, pull at their heads and when that didn’t work he tried to rip them off with his teeth.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii84.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ruby tends to go a bit stir crazy because I make her write until she’s stressed then for fun she paints. I moved her easel outdoors in order to alleviate this issue for her. That is when I noticed the very, <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii85.jpg">very large space rock</a> on the lot next door. I immediately <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii88.jpg">sent Precious over </a>to snatch that baby up and to my delight <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii87.jpg">it wasn’t just enormous</a>, it is work oodles of simoleans!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii89.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian wants to play chess again. So he calls in the next ranked player. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii90.jpg">He joyful beat the pants off </a>this guy who threw <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii91.jpg">a bit of a temper tantrum</a>. Pfft whatever dude. I then told him to send everyone home. I thought this was odd since there was only one guy visiting but what the heck, send them ‘all’ off the lot.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii93.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />That’s when we got this message. Interesting… I wonder where she’s off to. So naturally I follow her.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii94.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />She looks like she’s using her Mom’s old car. I followed the limo…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii95.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />To the hospital? Really? How odd. I wonder how long <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii96.jpg">she will stay away</a>. Her tombstone is still at the house so she will probably be back.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii97.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Ew, horny old people! *gags*<br />Christian: *chuckles*<br />Just wait, one day you’ll be old.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii100.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: Yes, but I’m not old yet…<br />True, which is why ‘things’ tend to happen.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii106.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Christian: As if you had nothing to do with that?<br />Um…<br />Christian: That’s what I thought.<br />I think I <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii104.jpg">mentioned wanting a girl</a>…<br />Christian: Indeed.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii105.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />For his insubordination, I sent him<a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii108.jpg"> off on an errand</a>.<br />Christian: One that thankfully had nothing to do with my offspring.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii109.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I also tried something… they were both pretty tired but I sent them swimming any way.<br />Christian: Both survived thankfully.<br />Ya. I wasn’t too happy with that. I forgot <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii111.jpg">they can climb out of the pool </a>without the ladders. *grumbles*<br />Oh and I seem to have the <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii112.jpg">weird floaty water ring glitch </a>too.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii113.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Another observation: Precious is wearing pink. Ruby and Precious both wore blue with other pregnancies. I’m hoping this is a good sign! Also it really helps to have elders in the house to train toddlers. Sherman worked the skill up then stopped. Once a parent had the wish, I allowed that <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii114.jpg">parent to finish his training</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii115.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />I miss the shooflee.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii116.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />All three of the boys were born in the hospital. I thought perhaps this time I’d like to see a birth at home. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii117.jpg">Everyone dutifully panicked</a>. Followed by the couple <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii118.jpg">autonomously running off </a>to the hospital against my wishes. o.O Rude little simmies. <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii119.jpg">At least the went in the cab together</a>.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii120.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Once they arrived they both looked at me triumphantly. I found this quite humorous.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii121.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />What I found even more humorous was her parents were outside of the hospital and her mother dutifully went in to panic mode. Dad could care less about womanly issues and walked away.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii122.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />It’s a girl! Akara Babii, she Hates the Outdoors and is Clumsy.<br />Christian: You have your girl. We are done with the offspring.<br />*snickers* <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii123.jpg">You seem upset Christian</a>.<br />Christian: *glares*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii126.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />Two more oddities and I’ll end this update. 1. I found that I you leave life fruit in the fridge, someone is bound to make pancakes out of them. And no, they do not add life to your bar when eaten in this fashion.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii125.jpg" width="650" /></center><br />2. Even at level 8 the portrait / still life is ugly! *sighs* Brilliant painting my big toe.<br />And before I forget, Rhoda <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii101.jpg">came home a day </a>or so later.<br /><br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/spawn.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-where-were-we.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-2006853696117150121?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-5528265111941987282009-06-18T12:31:00.013-05:002009-07-27T16:06:01.558-05:00Precious went in to labor while Christian was at work.<br />I was curious what would happen. I should have sent her home, but I did as I have done in the past and shoo'd her off to the hospital. She ran the whole way. *shakes head* Ya very realistic... NOT!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii49.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Now Christian had been there less than an hour. Apparently his part time job boss didn’t care and let him go… or Christian was more concerned with his wife’s well being and wanted to be there for the birth of their spawn than if he was fired from his job. It’s the same job he’s had since high school. It isn’t as if it pays a lot, and heck he doesn’t even ‘need’ a job for his LTW thingie.<br />Christian: Then why do I even ‘have’ a job?<br />Because in HS you wanted a part-time job and I just didn’t bother making you quit.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii50.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Unfortunately the absent minded, evil spawn misnamed as Franklin is a boy and not the girl I had hoped for.<br />Christian: You’re lucky I have offspring.<br />Totally should have named the thing Damien! Oh well, next spawn I’ll try the watermelon trick and see if we get the girl I want.<br />Christian: *raises an eyebrow* You have the next heir, there is no need for more offspring.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii51.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Precious’ hair is so long it keeps going in the boy’s eye. You’d think that would hurt him… or bug him… or something!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii52.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />No sooner did they get home, she fed the mini-troll and plopped him in a crib. She hunted down her hubs for some snuggle time.<br />Christian: What can I say? She loves me.<br />Meh, love is over rated.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii53.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />She also loves her dang guitar. She pulls it out and plays often. Christian decided he wanted to quit his job. It wasn’t as if he was making all that much anyhow so I let him. He has maxed his fishing and has at least 2 more skills at the level 6-7 range. He’s a renaissance man, max three skills. He’ll simply keep fishing, gardening, writing books, discovering stars and occasionally painting.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii54.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Hmmm… doesn’t look so pleased once he’s quit his job.<br />Christian: You have more work in store for me than my job ever had.<br />*snicker*<br /><br />I had sent Christian out to catch a death fish for an opportunity that popped up. When I went back to check on the family…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii55.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />He has a scared moodlet and he had fainted again. My guess is Rhoda scared him. If she keeps this up he may die of fright. Yay!<br />Christian: And you say my offspring is evil…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii56.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I almost regret having her move in. She bugs me to no end! I now have 3 absent minded simmies and every time she is around, they drop what is in their queue to look at her and do the ‘ugh a ghost’ action. Well okay 2 of the 3 do that, the infant does nothing but what an infant does.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii57.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />For some time now Christian had this want to be mean to Steve. I can’t imagine why. *snickers* Anyhow, he finally had his chance. He insulted the way he looks or something to that affect. He seems quite pleased with the results as well.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii58.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Christian: Indeed. Did you see the look on his face? Priceless.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii59.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />It was time for Steve to move out. He’s in the baby’s room and with Christian’s family growing it was time for him to go.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii60.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I wanted to see what happens if I just kick him out of the house. Now I kind of regret that. I don’t know where he is! Ah well, I’ll figure it out I’m sure.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii61.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Hey! When did he get a car? *blinks* I guess once he’s no longer a playable sim he just does his own thing but I mean he ‘just’ ran out of the house and already has a car? I left him with nothing in his backpack except his baseball that he loves so much.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii62.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Have I mentioned how annoying Rhoda is? She finds an empty bed and goes to sleep. She never really had a bed when she was alive. She simply slept where ever there was an available place. Mean aint I? *grins*<br />Christian: According to Mother, you’re evil. I’m beginning to believe her.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii63.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Precious wanted to play her guitar in the park. She practices often as I said and she is getting quite good. That old man dancing is Jayden Wilson aka my first Sims3 sim. Old age was unkind to him.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii64.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />When the baby needs something most of them will go to him immediately. They’re very good at seeing to his needs. When the others are busy Christian will begrudgingly aid his helpless son. What’s funny is <a href="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii65.jpg">the moodlet the guy gets</a>. Once Christian picks Franklin up I immediately make him take care of all of the needs. I figure he’s already got the bad moodlet, may as well exploit the situation *giggles*<br />Christian: You deserve an evil heir. He’ll be just like you.<br />*beams* You say the nicest things.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii66.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Yay for Sherman! He’s my first simmie to get a LTW or whatever it is they’re called. I have to say his uniform is hideous. It makes him look as if he belongs in an asylum.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii67.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />The grumpy-never nude-dislikes kids-fishing-genius decided he wants to challenge someone to chess. I had him call the ranked person and invited her over. The faces he pulled were priceless. Unfortunately with that stupid slow pause I missed each and everyone. My favorite by far was the one of incredibility. He looked ‘at me’ as if to say, is she for real? *giggle snorts*<br />Christian: It was hardly a match. I am clearly her superior I beat her quickly and sent her on her way.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii68.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Not before she tried to be friendly.<br />Christian: She bored me. Naturally a heavy person such as herself is infatuated with the culinary facets of life. Could she not expand her intelligence as opposed to her waistline?<br />*blinks* You’re mean. She's a natural cook so naturally she enjoys talking about food.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii69.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I eventually forced Sherman to retire. I think he has deserved it. Often these two can be found enjoying their favorite dish and cheering. Sherman is so easy, he loves cookies.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii70.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Christian should thank me. Both of his parents are so jazzed at being grandparents they both spun up the wish to have 5 grandchildren.<br />Christian: They’ll get over it.<br />Yes, well I told them no.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii71.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I love having a teddy bear in the crib with the baby. But they don’t get the added moodlet from that, so I also added one in his inventory. The evil spawn loves that thing. I’m sure once he’s older he’ll deny it. *giggles*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii72.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />George called. He told Sherman he wanted to hang out. So I sent him over. I think I made a good choice with Sherman after all. Old age was rather unkind to George as well.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii73.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />If anyone is looking for George in Riverview. Here is his house. It’s a neat building although definitely a guy’s house.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii74.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />The man has 3 cars. He’s a bachelor, why the frell does he need 3 cars?! 1st floor<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii75.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />2nd floor<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii76.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />3rd floor. Interesting layout of a house, but again definitely a bachelor’s pad… not easily adapted for a family<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii77.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Crud! I knew it was his birthday and time got away from me.<br />Christian: He’ll learn to live with disappointment. We all do.<br />Hey! *pokes Christian*<br />Christian: *rubs his side* How did you do manage that?<br />You’re the genius, figure it out.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii78.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />What is it with the kids in this house? None of them transition in pants! *shoos the heir to the dresser*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/gen02/2Babii79.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Much better. Introducing Franklin Gen 3 heir. 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For me, I thought it was funny and let him wear it for a few days.<br />Christian: *sighs*<br />Hey, you’re the one who transitioned in to it. You did rather well with your teen outfit so I suppose I expected too much of your adult transition.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii01.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Christian: *grunts* Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhh!<br />You’re going to hurt yourself.<br />Christian: Go. uh. Away!<br />You’re not that lucky mister. Unfortunately, Mr Heir here didn’t date anyone in high school. I suppose he’s saving himself for marriage. *sighs*<br />Christian: There’s…. ugh… nothing… gah… wrong with abstinence.<br />It might help with your mood. *pokes* Anyhow problem is, he knows more guys than girls. And for some odd reason, Riverview is swarming with guys… I need an heir for Gen 3 darn it!<br />Christian: I have no intention of creating any offspring for your enjoyment.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii02.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />The only female at the gym is a girl from high school. Figures. Hmmm, she’s cute. I wonder when she grows up. *begins plotting*<br />Christian: *scoffs* The child is a slob. Next!<br />Well sure she has green fumes, you know she was just on the treadmill.<br />Christian: It is one of her traits. Do keep up.<br />*blinks* Uh huh… moving along…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii03.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Rhoda Bagely’s ghost is already haunting. Its only her second day dead for cripes sakes. *shoos the ghost*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii04.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Sherman is obsessed with death and his impending doom. His transition day is only 4 days away, as is Steve’s. On the other hand, today is Ruby’s transition day.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii05.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />There she is. I’m not ready for this.<br />Christian: *smirks* It’s like watching yourself age. It isn’t pretty is it. Soon she will be pushing up daisies with Aunt Rhoda back there. How are you going to handle that? Hmm? *laughs*<br />Hey! You’re not evil, you’re grumpy. Now pipe down, Buster, or you’re going to have a houseful of spawn.<br />Christian: *laughs harder*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii06.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii07.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii08.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii09.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii10.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Oddly enough, she spun in to her every day clothes and out of her work clothes before transitioning. I know, odd isn’t it?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii11.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii12.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii13.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />*sighs* She’s too skinny. Look at those arms. They’re scary thin!<br />Christian: *chuckles*<br />I hear you.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii14.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I had to give her a makeover. Mercy she seriously looks like my mom.<br />Christian: Is that fear I hear in your voice?<br />That’s it. Time to find you a wife.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii15.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />*blinks* Wow, next!<br />Christian: *sighs* What is wrong with this one?<br />Have you SEEN her profile? *shudders*<br />Christian: Now that you mention it. I haven’t.<br />Well don’t. It isn’t pretty. *shoos him along*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii16.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />It got late, the streets started to empty. I find that odd, they all really do leave and go home, very unlike TS2 where downtown is never empty.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii17.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />The next day I sent him to visit my first choice for the Gen2 spawn bearer, Precious Jones. Much to my delight, she is Christian’s age and not Steve.<br />Christian: Isn’t this the same girl that is a love interest of my brother’s?<br />Something like that. Trouble is he is still a child while she is now a woman. A good looking woman with money… in other words, if you want her, she’s yours.<br />Christian: Interesting.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii18.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />*stares* So I pay her to eat my food?<br />Christian: You don’t pay her, we do.<br />You know what I mean. Hmmm, maybe we’ll go old school and marry in a maid to the family.<br />Christian: Preposterous. I will not marry the hired help. While there is nothing remotely wrong with being a maid, I simply will not marry one because it suits your needs.<br />*laughs* That’s what you think.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii19.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Sherman here is sinking lower in his happy place. He’s having more breakdowns than ever. So I decided to push things along as I often do. I had Ruby call the gang over for a birthday party. Plus bonus, it is the weekend. Lets have a pool party! *grins*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii20.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Jayden always seems to be one of the first to arrive. Granted he only lives down the street, but still…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii21.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Naturally I invited Georg Dean, Sherman’s partner. He’s sexier in uniform.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii22.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />And I invited Precious Jones, daughter to Ruby’s old boss Hannah (who is standing at the door) and future spouse of Christian.<br />Christian: We aren’t even dating. Isn’t that statement a bit premature?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii23.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />*raises an eyebrow* Perhaps it is. Tell me Christian, do you prefer dancing with George over dancing with Precious? If so we can change things. You’ll stop hearing my voice, you’ll move in with George and you will never have to worry about spawn.<br />Christian: Rubbish woman, here in Riverview two men dancing together is simply a sign of friendship and nothing more.<br />Just checking… he is rather delicious and manly.<br />Christian: Others may be willing to indulge in such lifestyles, I am a traditionalist.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii24.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Hmmm… maybe I need to buy another cake for Don. He should be old too!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii25.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />It’s time. Sherman is getting ready.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii26.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii27.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I can honestly say I am not fond of elders. While TS2 elders were also slouchy, at least they didn’t suddenly become anorexic.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii28.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />She didn’t. She couldn’t. She wouldn’t!<br />Christian: She most certainly did.<br />*headdesk*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii30.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Don looks rather smug about it. At least she waited until her ‘mid-life crisis’ before she flirted with him.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii31.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I made her apologize to Sherman.<br />Christian: Why didn’t you have her apologize to her children?<br />*shrugs* Because you have enough going on, you’re barely friends with her anyhow.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii32.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />They did eventually make up. It only took a day or so.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii33.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />This is Christian after his makeover. He’s contemplating interesting objects in the room. It is something he spontaneously does and it gives him a fascinated +10 moodlet. Considering he’s usually very grouchy, this is a handy little feature for a genius.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii34.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Cassanova here was moving too slowly for my taste. At the party he managed to be flirty and alluring before she left. It is early enough that she wont have to run off any where… okay Christian, time to work the mojo.<br />Christian: I have no ‘mojo’.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii35.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />In my hands, even the grouchy genius can find enough mojo for a first kiss…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii36.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />going steady…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii37.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />getting engaged…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii38.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />and married all in one afternoon. *pokes da boy* Okay kiddo… the moment you’ve been saving yourself for. Go make a baby.<br />Christian: Are you daft? I loathe children.<br />No, you ‘dislike’ children therefore you can make a child and put up with it long enough for the spawn to grow, nourish and take over the house as you have.<br />Christian: I denounce your logic and replace it with my own. You will get bored with us and move on to another project. Therefore I have no need for spawn.<br />You don’t want to woohoo with your lovely wife?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii39.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Christian: I never said that…<br />They’re actually quite affectionate towards each other. Nothing like a 3lb Sims2 couple, but they’re cute.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii40.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Did I mention she is a hussy? She lost a friend in Steve, he was crushed and betrayed. Moshe Caplain is apparently also a love interest of hers. Shame we can’t ask if they’re ‘seeing’ someone. You only have the option of single/married.<br />Christian: She what? Moshe? My so called ‘friend’ Moshe?!<br />Easy there fella, you aren’t program to say I am single but I’m seeing someone else.<br />Christian: …<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii41.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />While I think its awfully cute when girls sit like this… uh…<br />Christian: Perhaps he should console Moshe on their mutual loss.<br />Meow. What gives?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii42.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Christian: The buffoon implied my mother is a llama. He forgets himself. If my mother is a llama that makes his mother a llama seeing how we came from the same set of parents.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii43.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />You stole his girlfriend, made her your wife and impregnated her. He’s just lashing out as children are apt to do.<br />Christian: Regardless, I want him out of my house as soon as he has transitioned to… did you say impregnate?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii44.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I sure did. Your wife is expecting! I hope it’s a girl… a boy will be fine, but this time I’d like a girl heir.<br />Christian: Indeed.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii45.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Steve wanted to go swimming. It wasn’t enough that we have a pool in their backyard, no he wanted to visit the community pool. So I sent him…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii46.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />And he transitioned… alone.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii47.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Christian. It’s time.<br />Christian: Time?<br />Time for you to go to work. I love how they no longer park their car on the road and keep it in their inventory. I love how everyone can own a car. I have to say I do miss their interactions within the car… but it’s a minor thing compared to the benefits. Oh for cripes sakes, hang up on Sarah. She will get over being jilted for the position as wife. *shoos Christian*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/2Babii48.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Goodness… apparently it really is time!<br /><br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-have-some-fun.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/spawn.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-8847709925276531462?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-82980601530376343032009-06-17T12:03:00.007-05:002009-07-27T16:03:24.166-05:00So far I've been having them wander around aimlessly. Sending them to work, meeting people and Ruby has been annoying people.<br />Ruby: Heeeeeey!<br />Tell me I'm wrong. I dare you.<br />Ruby: ...<br />So far the one person she has not alienated, besides Don Lothario who is her best friend, is Sherman.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii57.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />They tend to autonomously flirt often. Not to the point of woohoo, I have to prompt that…<br />Ruby: Which you don’t!<br />Because you don’t need any more spawn.<br />Ruby: Children! Besides, who cares about spawn, uh kids… I need some quality time with my man.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii58.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I finally had enough points to get that collectors locator thingie. I love it! Ruby went all over Riverview snatching up the rocks, gems, ore, and staying busy so I could torture Sherman without her realizing it. *grins*<br />Ruby: What was that?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii59.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I don’t know, but it looks menacing… wanna check it out?<br />Ruby: No! Not that, that thing you said about my husband.<br />Oooh… that…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii60.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Lisa told me where the catacombs are. So I sent him in.<br />Ruby: Roo, you know he’s afraid of the dark! Why would you do this to him?<br />Because your sons would be busted for being out past curfew if I sent one of them.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii61.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />*blinks*<br />Ruby: We’re making silly faces.<br />You are so odd.<br />Ruby: I came to the cemetery looking for Sherman. Where is my husband?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii62.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Uh…<br />Ruby: *gasps* Sherman!<br />Ya, he’s horrified right now… take him home will ya?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii63.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Great news! I got my first money tree! Woot! So she planted it, it grew, she harvested it and now I have money bags in her inventory… now what?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii64.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Back to Sherman and his family. I thought… yanno, his sister is an elder. They’ve built up their relationship a bit more. So I sent him over to see her. Then I had another thought. Since he got bupkiss when his mom died, what happens to this house and all the stuff and the money and … omg he gets NOTHING… so I thought… hmm… lets see if I can get him to move in with her. Then when she dies, he can grab all this stuff, sell it and move back home.<br />Ruby: What?!<br />Only when he did the ‘move in’ she ran off and moved in with them! Sold the house, refused to pack up the furniture, only let me sell it and she brought only §20k even though the house was worth over §150k. What happened to the other §130k?!<br />Ruby: So that’s why his sister moved in?<br />Mhm. Also, her inventory was empty. *scoffs*<br />Ruby: She brought in a lot of needed money.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii65.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />That is true too.<br />Ruby: Why do you have a random picture of us in our pajamas?<br />Because… *bites her lip grinning*<br />Ruby: *rolls her eyes*<br />Anyhow, I gave Ruby a great host thingie and she threw a party. My first for the game. We made it a pool party… yes, I built them a pool. heh.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii66.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby had the opportunity to throw Don a promotion party. I figured now that she had money for a bang up stereo, a bar, a pool and fun stuff… why the heck not throw one?<br />This is Ruby Broke. She crashed the party. Instantly Ruby wants to interview her. Meh, maybe later, right now we’re having a party.<br />Oh darn it, behind her is Sherman’s partner George Dean… Dean George? I don’t remember.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii67.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Speaking of Don, here is the guest of honor… who brought his latest fling behind him.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii68.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />This guy… ya I don’t remember, but she wants to be friends with him and interview him. Wait you did interview him… what ‘do’ you want with him?<br />Ruby: Me? He’s a friend nothing more!<br />Mmhmm….<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii69.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />We made sure to invite Steve’s future love interest. Meet Precious Jones. Glaring behind them is Jayden Wilson, the first sim I ever created. *waves to Jayden*<br />Ruby: Wait, that’s Precious?<br />Yes.<br />Ruby: She’s rich. Okay, she can date my son.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii70.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Steve got a nice hug from her, did a few flirts. It was getting late, I knew the curfew would take over soon.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii71.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />So he gave her a kiss goodbye. His first kiss… all together now: “Awwww”<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii72.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />As for Sherman’s sister, who’s name I can’t remember… she was swimming in the pool when she got her Grim visit.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii73.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />The look on her face is priceless *snickers*<br />Ruby: That’s so uncool. You don’t make fun of the dead! Bad karma.<br />*scoffs*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii74.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii77.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii78.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />She got tired of waiting and ‘fell’ back in the pool. The whole time, her bar stayed over her head for swimming. It didn’t go up, it was just there. Unfortunately I missed the shot of Grim falling in the water. That was funny. *grumbles about the delay of the pause*<br />To answer my own question about an inheritance… apparently it doesn’t exist in Sims3.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii79.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />They all mourned her death. Sherman the most. He actually went to her grave and mourned all properly like. Others just got a bad moodlet and randomly burst in to tears.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii80.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Poor Sherman is even more frightened of death now. He’s days away from transitioning to elder.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii81.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Speaking of transitions. I bought a cake.<br />Ruby: Yes and you let him finish his homework which stalled him and he never made it to the cake.<br />That is not my fault.<br />Ruby: *shakes her head* He’s transitioning to an adult, did he really need to do his homework?!<br />*blinks*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii82.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />So here’s our heir, looking none too happy with life. He’s grieving the loss of his Aunt. She died on his transition day…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii83.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Don’t worry Christian. We’ll get that lost trait back and find you a wife.<br />Christian: What? Oh great! Now I’m hearing voices… man this sucks.<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-passes.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/prep-work.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-8298060153037634303?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-88730185315846089452009-06-15T19:41:00.009-05:002009-07-27T16:02:18.086-05:00Last update we watched spawn 2 transition to toddler.<br />Ruby: Will you please stop calling my sons, ‘spawn’?<br />This blog is about my test subject and her ‘legacy’. Mostly its things I’ve discovered and found either funny or notable and a few things here and there that are… well just because I can.<br />So you've seen everything, done everything. I'm about a week behind everyone in play.<br />Yet I haven't seen anyone talk about the subject of others dying, such as family, that are not playable. More to the point, the inheritance…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii32.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Sherman's Mom is loaded. He recently discovered she's rich. *shakes head* Yes his own mother and he had no idea?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii33.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />So he goes to visit his mother, Ma Bagely.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii34.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />She has an interesting layout. Maybe I should have had Ruby move in with them instead of moving him out with her.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii35.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />She has some interesting items in her home. Her daughter who is older than Sherman is still living with her. Sherman and Ma Bagely are still best friends. Rhoda or whatever her name is, she isn’t friends with him. They don’t see things / life / the law in the same way.<br />That’s right, Sherman is a good boy police officer. They’re naughty thieves.<br />Getting away from my point here. Oops.<br />I make sure to keep Ma there happy with her little boy. She is an elder and maybe some day when she kicks the bucket, she will send over some of that money she’s been hording / stealing / laundrying.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii36.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Back home, Steve is having fits. About what? Who knows? He has no needs that are not at least half way filled. He’s just a little stinker.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii37.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />See? And this kid isn’t even the grumpy one.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii38.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby took the boy genius out for some quality mom / son bonding. His next trait is fishing…<br />Ruby: Angler<br />Whatever. Problem is they don’t talk to each other. Or is that just my imagination? I mean, I don’t think I saw even one talk bubble between them.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii39.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />On the other hand grumpy boy can converse with dear old dad while he kicks his butt in chess.<br />Ruby: He’s a genius.<br />Probably makes you feel inferior doesn’t it?<br />Ruby: I … um… no… he wouldn’t… he loves me!<br />You keep telling yourself that.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii40.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Oh ya I forgot about those warnings. So welcome to adult hood… no one came to cheer for you? They were all too busy to care I suppose.<br />Ruby: Not true.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii41.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby: See? Christian loves me. He is the only one to come outside to cheer for me.<br />Well whataya know? Maybe he does. Okay now that you’re done paying the bills and transitioning, go work on that story.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii42.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby: Why am I outside? I was gonna do something…<br />You did, now go inside and work on your book.<br />Ruby: Huh? Do what? I came out here for a reason….<br />*headdesk*<br />Ruby: Wow, you shouldn’t do that. You're going to permanently dent your forehead if you don't stop that.<br />Déjà vu?<br />Ruby: Really? Where?<br />You make my head hurt.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii43.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Speaking of hurt, oh I know that had to hurt. Don’t worry, he survived.<br />Sherman here is a police officer. He’s also a pretty handy guy to have around. Unfortunately he and I both forget about his reports. So occasionally he has to go out to his neighbors, befriend them and then question them. I really should work on his charisma, it would make this much easier! Anyhow, by the time he got done questioning one of the women at the Broke lot it had gotten dark. He started to panic. So I sent him home.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii44.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />No sooner did he get in the house, he freaked out. *shakes head* I think a coward does not make a good police officer. Perhaps that is why he wants to be in forensics? Perhaps he feels safer there?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii45.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Some of their work uniforms are cute. Ruby is in the journalism track. I am digging the trench coat!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii46.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Oh, it Steve’s birthday. Look at me, I remembered a cake. Yay me!<br />Ruby: You forgot more often than remember.<br />I do? Oh right.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii47.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Like this time?<br />Ruby: Yes.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii51.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Or perhaps this time…<br />Ruby: At least now I know why I have the absent minded trait…<br />*blinks* No one gave you permission to be snarky.<br />Ruby: Do you have pictures of them after they transitioned?<br />*blinks again* Uh…<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii48.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Yes! See?<br />Ruby: As handsome as my husband is, they want to see my children.<br />No one wants to see the spawn.<br />Ruby: Roo!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii52.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Fine, here’s a shot of the spawn at dinner. One of the few times I managed to get them all at the table together. I made her sit back down seeing how she was the first to finish.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii53.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />And here’s a better shot of spawn 2.<br />Ruby: Steve has grown to be his own sim.<br />Yes, he has his own style. It suits him. Just like Precious.<br />Ruby: Who? Who is this ‘precious’?<br />Precious Jones, they are very good together. Although I have to say I may have picked the wrong kid to be heir. While I forgot to write his traits down, I remember Christians and well…<br />Ruby: Well, what?<br />He’s not just a grumpy genius fisherman… he’s a grumpy genius fisherman that doesn’t like kids.<br />Ruby: Oh… right… well… hmm.<br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-were-back.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-have-some-fun.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-8873018531584608945?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-57455568720129690592009-06-15T17:19:00.016-05:002009-07-27T15:59:52.004-05:00So where did I leave off last time?<br />Ruby: *scoffs* I went in to to labor.<br />Right, with the funny faces no less.<br />Ruby: Sometimes, I hate you.<br />Sometimes? You'll learn to hate me more than that soon enough. So back to the story.<br />Ruby: It isn't a story, it's my life.<br />It's a story, you're a sim. Get over it. Not that I got a picture of it, but I had thought since both of them were home, they'd hop in to a cab together as I sent her off to the hospital. Well no, first Sherman had to freak out. Then he was able to take a second cab and follow along. I sure am glad these cabs don't cost money!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii14.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />As I sat watching the door waiting for the couple to exit with their new spawn...<br />Ruby: Baby.<br />This fella came waltzing out the door. Now why pray tell, is Don Lothario visiting the hospital in his Paper Boy work uniform no less?<br />Ruby: *whistles innocently*<br />What do you know?<br />Ruby: Hmm? Me? Nothing! He's just a co-worker.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii15.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />The whole ride home, the spawn...<br />Ruby: Baby.<br />... was a deep yellow. Sure he was sleepy and needed to pee, but for it to be 'that' yellow? Wow.. Then I remembered his traits. He may be a genius, but he's a grumpy genius. *headdesk*<br />Ruby: You're going to permanently dent your forehead if you don't stop that.<br />Seriously! Seeing how often all y'all do something so gods awful stupid...<br />Ruby: Heeeeeeeeeey...<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii16.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />At least they came home together as a family. *ponders* I suppose now would be a good time to buy you a crib and a changing table.<br />Ruby: A changing... what?<br />*blinks* Right, you don't use those any more, scratch that... you need a crib... and a teddy bear.<br />Ruby: I do? Why do I need a teddy bear?<br />Your manly husband wants a toy for your son. Speaking of your husband, shortly after this I gave him a tad bit of a makeover.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii18.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby: Yes, I've been meaning to thank you for that.<br />Trust me, it was my pleasure...<br />Ruby: Hey!<br />I only look, he's all yours, relax.<br />Ruby: Time to introduce my son and heir?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii17.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Sure, why not. Introducing Christian. Boy grumpy, genius.<br />Ruby: Who's da little heir? You are! Yes you are! You're my heir aren't you?<br />*makes gagging noises*<br />Ruby: You do realize my boy is named after your own son...<br />Yes, who is also a grumpy genius which I find ironic. While I did not pick genius for him as I wasn't given a choice, the dice picked grumpy.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii19.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I found this interesting. When he gives to charity, thanks to his 'good' trait, he gets a temporary halo. I dunno, I find it disturbing.<br />Ruby: That's because you're evil.<br />Hmmm, makes sense.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii20.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Speaking of evil, what is with the looks you two are giving each other? I swear Ruby you're the only sim I know that can insult/offend a ghost. What the heck did you say?<br />Ruby: I complimented him!<br />You flirted! *laughs* You slay me.<br />Ruby: Shut up!<br />*laughs harder*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii21.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Hold it, you're either needing the bathroom or you're preggers again...<br />Ruby: I was going in to labor.<br />Cake on the counter... who's birthday did I miss this time?<br />Ruby: Christian's. He's a toddler.. my sweet baby boy.<br />*scoffs* He's a grumpy mean spirited brat.<br />Ruby: That's my son you're talking about!<br />*shrugs* Hate me yet?<br />Ruby: ...<br /><br />Now would be a good time to end the update.<br />Ruby: You like to leave me hanging like this.<br />It's that evil thing. You'll get use to it.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii22.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Speaking of evil...<br />Ruby: He's not evil, he's grumpy.<br />Christian as a toddler with a rather handsome Daddy teaching him to walk.<br />Ruby: Roo, did you forget to take a picture of my son?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii23.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Nope! See? *points to Christian*<br />Ruby: Not that one.<br />Meh, seen one infant seen them all.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii24.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Gratuitous man in uniform shot. *grins* He really is cute.<br />Ruby: Roo... my son, did you get at least one picture of Steve?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii25.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Sheesh woman, don't get your panties in a bunch. Yes, here's Steve.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii26.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Sherman wanted to invite his partner over for dinner. So I let him. Instantly after being greeted and welcomed inside, he played with Christian. He's cuter than Sherman. Dang it, I knew we shouldn't have jumped at the first guy.<br />Ruby: I'm glad Sherman can't hear you!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii27.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Nah, he's too busy trying not to cut himself as he makes a salad for dinner.<br />Ruby: He's very lucky, its doubtful he would have injured himself.<br />Besides, if he did he may just faint from the sight of his own blood.<br />Ruby: ...<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii28.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />*grins* More gratuitous men in uniform shots. Sherman and his partner are best friends. We should invite him over more often and erm... maybe build you a pool...<br />Ruby: *perks* Oh that is a great idea.<br />*laughs* Careful Sherman doesn't hear you.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii29.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Steve's birthday. I remembered a cake.<br />Ruby: Yes one of the few times.<br />*waves a dismissive hand*<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii30.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />I can't say I'm fond of the baby break dance, as Sariana calls it. *shrugs* Oh well, it's a minor thing.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii31.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Wow, are you sure this kid isn't evil?<br />Ruby: Ugh!<br />What? I'm just sayin' is all...<br /><br /><br /><table><tbody><tr><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/it-starts-here.html">Previous Entry</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/">Index Page</a></td><td>**</td><td><a href="http://legacybaby.blogspot.com/2009/06/time-passes.html">Next Entry</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/117218111042880474-5745556872012969059?l=legacybaby.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Roohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16115267741547198666noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-117218111042880474.post-61558455545317015312009-06-14T14:01:00.003-05:002009-07-27T15:55:24.606-05:00As many legacy challenges go, it all starts with one sim. Plop them on an empty lot and see what kind of damage can be done.<br />Mind you, I never play by rules. Besides, as far as I'm concerned they're more like... guidelines...<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii01.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />This is Ruby Babii. I put her on an empty lot. What size? Pfft, like I paid attention? it was some where near the river in Riverview.<br />Ruby: Hey! I thought you weren't gonna blog this.<br />Uh.. ignore her. As I was saying, I bought her a few things, a piece of wall, a toilet, a shower, a refrigerator, and a bed. She promptly grabbed a head of lettuce and shoved it in the ground and watered it. Next she grabbed a pole out of her ass and started fishing.<br />Ruby: It's not in my ass, its in my magical inventory that you don't get to see. Besides, I caught two fish. How's that for no skill?<br />Well done. Next I sent her down to see if we could find some seeds and maybe a man.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii02.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby: That's where we met Sherman. He just came out of the movies. He's single, he's friendly, he's nice and man is he cute.<br />Its your first day. Do you want to settle for the first guy you successfully flirt with?<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii03.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby: How can you ask me that question? Look at that face!<br />I'll tell ya what, you get the man to give you that first kiss you're wishing for and I'll consider him.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii04.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby: He's so dreamy and his kisses... *swoons*<br />Hmmm... so I left them alone to interact. Apparently they do like each other.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii05.jpg" width="700" /></center><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii06.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />All sorts of autonomous flirting going on between them.<br /><br />Next morning I sent her to the fridge for some juice. Kinda hard to have waffles with no stove or counters. She grabbed her drink and sat down on the only 'chair' available.<br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii07.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Classy, Ruby... very classy.<br />Ruby: If you buy me a sofa or a chair, I wouldn't have to resort to such things.<br />Or you could stand...<br />Ruby: *scoffs*<br />So we invite Sherman over day 2. Get the whole BF/GF done and figure.. meh... why not take it a step further.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii08.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />He accepted.<br />Ruby: Naturally.<br />Don't be so cocky. What happened with your first flirt attempt?<br />Ruby: *blushes* He found me inappropriate. Hey, I only complimented him on his personality!<br />He was married.<br />Ruby: Pfft, like I knew?<br />We didn't waste much time. We lured him in to bed and got Ruby knocked up. Then she propose marriage.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii09.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby: He said yes right away.<br />It was shortly after this that we found out Mr Wonderful is a coward.<br />Ruby: He's more than that, he's friendly, good, neat, lucky and wants to be a forensic specialist!<br />And a coward. He was afraid of the dark. *headdesk* So with his money he brought in I figured we dawdled long enough on the lawn and built a house around them. Nothing big, just enough to get them started...<br />Speaking of started, you started making breakfast and then ran off to work. Leaving the food cooking in the oven.<br />Ruby: I thought Sherman would take care of it!<br />Boy did you think wrong. A fire broke out in the kitchen and Mr Wonderful freaked out. Ran outside and fainted.<br />Ruby: He did not!<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii10.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Oh yes.. yes he did.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii11.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Ruby: Good thing we got that alarm.<br />Mhm...<br />Ruby: Oh hey, he got a new job. He's no longer in the military. He was lucky and got a job immediately in the police force. He needs to work on his logical skills.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii12.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />That is why we got him a new chess set.<br />Ruby: You do realize that is an 'outdoor' chess table, right?<br />Yes, it is also cheaper than the indoor version. Until you two are well off, you make do.<br />Ruby: Oh that was right before I went in to labor.<br />Heh. You made funny faces.<br />Ruby: Hmph, I'm sure you made plenty of your own funny faces when you gave birth.<br />Oh I'm sure I did. Thankfully no one took pictures.<br /><br /><center><img src="http://i572.photobucket.com/albums/ss162/ot_fwah/Babii/Babii13.jpg" width="700" /></center><br />Like this one.<br />Ruby: You are evil.<br />Thanks!<br /><br /><table style="WIDTH: 45