The Marrigan Legacy 1.1
Welcome to my first ever recorded Legacy Challenge family! I’m new here as mentioned before, so excuse me if this Legacy starts out sloppy. I promise, with time, I will improve.
Here we have our lovely founder, Wade Marrigan. He's a money sim who enjoys females who are logical chefs, but thinks they suck if they're unemployed. Lets begin!
~The Marrigan Residence~
It's small and really poor-looking, but that's only because our founder is currently unemployed and dirt-poor. But hey, at least I remembered to add a roof.
Wade: YUM LOL FOOD
Yep, he's also a slob. Those 3 neat points really do him no justice whatsoever.
Wade: THIS PHONE SUCKS MY LIFE IS TERRIBLE.
Quit complaining, you need a phone in order to receive calls from potential lady friends.
Wade: HEY THERE the weather's nice isn't it don't you just love life cool hat
Paper Delivery Girl: Lalala I hear nothing~
'Tis time to find a job! Wade's LTW is to become the city's planner, which is top of the architecture career. Lucky for me, that is completely doable.
Buuuuut, because there was currently no jobs in the architecture career, I have him take up the Security Officer gig for the time being.
So then I had Wade head off to a community lot, 'Doc Allen's Hangout' was the name if I do remember correctly. I don't know why I felt obligated to take a picture of this bartender.
Wade quickly took a liking to a female lady person wearing a Rasta colored beanie.
Wade: I WANT HER
We'll see, buddy.
Wade: I like your hat, it's so cool.
Beanie Lady: Hey handsome, may I touch your shoulder?
Wade: lol OK but only if I can touch yours first.
Beanie Lady: NOPE DON'T THINK SO BUDDY NO TOUCHIE.
Wade: Well, now that I think about it YOUR HAT ISN'T THAT COOL ANYWAYS.
So then I decided to take Wade home where he made himself a nice looking lunch meat sandwich. I'm glad sims don't get tired of eating the same things over and over again, because he will be living off of these sandwiches and cereal until I can afford a stove.
WTF BILLS ON THE FIRST DAY IN THIS NEW HOME
Because Doc Allen's Hangout was a bust, I decided to invite the matchmaker over. I gave her a whopping $44 and she got greedy.
Date: This isn't Disney World.
I completely forgot to take pictures of the date, of course, but let's just say it went TERRIBLY. They had absolutely NOTHING in common. They were complete opposites.
A few sim hours later and Wade receives this well-thought out love letter from his pretty date.
Wade: SMELLS LIKE BABY PROSTITUTE.
Aaaand then, guess who decided to call! Was it the mean blind date? No. Was it the bartender? I would hope not. It was the Rasta beanie lady who rejected Wade at that community lot.
Wade: What? No! I would never kiss YOU! Cooties are icky.
Wade: EXCUSE ME I'M DIRTY.
Oh yeah, I forgot to mention: there is no shower. I couldn't afford one at the time being, so he'll have to deal with smelling like horse shit for a few sim days.
Wade: ew ew EWWW there are green fumes arousing from my hands~!
Sorry, man. Just a few more paychecks, I promise.
And I'm going to leave you with a beautiful picture of Wade giving me an evil sneer. Thank you so much for reading, I legitimately worked on this for hours. It took me ~fOrEvEr~ to figure out how to even create a journal and a entry for it. And I'm sorry this update is really short and not very interesting, but with a little work and some magic fairy dust, I will be successful in this livejournal community! Thank you TONS again! :)