The Behr Legacy 2.7
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NSFW Teen Nudity. Language, Adult Themes, threatened violence... CHILDBIRTH.
Okay, so I know I said that I was going to keep on having babies till I got one that had their father's skin genetics. BUT THIS IS RIDICULOUS! Four kids under the age of child.
SEND HALP!
Fedora? I love you, please make it better?
THANKYOU. VERY. MUCH!!! *squeals with delight*
Lemon Pepper: This is simply aversion therapy, I am not going soft and allowing my coursing hormones to effect my outlook upon the world, nor care overmuch for attaining these skills so that I may have children of my own. Not at all. Talc is a really pleasant smell, isn't it? Uh... THIS IS AVERSION THERAPY, OKAY?!
The lady, she doth protest too much.
Sweet Georgiabrown: I don't know about this, Daddy. Shouldn't I be taking my pants down first? Wont this still fill my nappy? Daddy? Daaahddy? *falls asleep*
I don't know what it is about her features but I swear she's stoned or sleepcrawling pretty much the entire time...
Time for "STATING THE OBVIOUS: WITH SENSIBLE HUE! *sparklesparkle*"
Sensible Hue: Your name is a blue paint swatch, Mum.
THANKS, HUE!! *impressive fanfare*
I TOLD YOU ALL IT WAS A SCHOOL FOR PIMPING! O_O;;;;;;;;
ASKLDAJDLKSAJAAFFF! And everyone thought I was just being funny.
THAT WILL LEARN YOU! THAT WILL LEARN YOU ALL!
*seeks out the green children to ease the pain* OOoOh they're pretty and Swedish Prinsesstårta coloured! ♥ Pecan Sandie even exudes Eu Du Princess Cake!
You can CLEARLY see the ~RESEMBLANCE~, no?
PS: Okay for SOME reason in my browser, all I can see here is a cake emote, and not a photo of the cake. THE HECK?!?!?!
PS: DO NOT ACCEPT PIE FROM THIS WOMAN. SHE IS SHADY AND SPENDS FAR TOO MUCH TIME WITH HER ARMS UP IN DARK LOCALES FOR HER TO BE ANYTHING OTHER THAN ~SUSPICIOUS~
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Fedora: *makes frog faces in an attempt to blend in with all the greenery*
Pecan Sandie: *attempts to escape so that she may have further adventures as her alter ego: PRINCESS PIE*
Icarus: Goddamn woman, Princess Pie wears pink, not brown, and she's a FROG, not an alien - or even a dragonborn, which would be a HELL of a lot closer. Could you get your species and colour recognition straight, already!? At this rate, you're gonna send me grey before my time.
Duly noted, mythical greek legendarily non-observant cleaner man.
Okay you may have chastised me recently so this possibly might appear at best churlish (and at worst BITCHY RETALIATION!!!!) but, Icarus?
KEEP. YOUR. EYES. TO. YOURSELF.
And goddamn, Lemon Pepper, get some clothes on.
Some VISIBLE clothes. >_>;;;;
Okay this is better. I approve. Doesn't even show cleavage line so I'll forgive the navel peep... Are you indulging in self flaggilation now btw? Cause even though I can CLEARLY see that little fun arrow reaching for your crotch, it doesn't look at ALL fun...
WAIT WHAT?!?! *completely forgot Elfin Magic was pregnant until she witness the pregnant duck swagger*
So I've got at least another to look forward to now? GREAAAAAAAAT >_<;;
TIME TO PLAY: SPOT WHAT DOESN'T BELONG HERE!
Can you see it? Do you see?!
Fedora: *watches the books under the bed shake* Mummy and Daddy are playing EARTHQUAKEORNADO!! *delighted*
Back to our regularly scheduled: STATING THE OBVIOUS WITH SENSIBLE HUE®
Sensible Hue: Pecan Sandie and Burley Wood are babies! *sparkle*
GUYS GUYS GUYS!?!? WE BOUGHT A FISH TABLE!
A. FISH. TABLE..!
*is perhaps a little too crazy in love with that thing*
Hue? The tv is high up on the wall, why are you looking at the carpet? O_O *confusion*
Sweet Georgiabrown: PLEASE, NOT THE TALCUM POWEDER! BoS™ is my friend. *weeps resignedly*
Also, I didn't totally just forget her name just then. Or anything. At all.
I would like some steaks please.
And also, less cloning on my table. In sim OR bovinous form.
OH SHIT! O_O WHERE WAS THE CAKE PHOTOGRAPHS?!?! O_O WHOOOOPS! Well anyway: Pecan Sandie's toddler features: let me Judah show you them! :D :D
And secondly: BURLEY WOOD! Who I am now forever sad about his lack of heir eligibility. Especially as its a double whammy of ineligibles. *pouts* SO. FREAKEN. CUTE!! He even transitioned to Bear-On-His-Chest.
He's just trying to belong you guys, the best way he knows how. *LOOOOOVE*
*turns on Justin Timberlake*
♫She's bringing sexy baaaaaack..! Them other Carnivora don't know how to act... She's gonna make up for all the things they lack....♫
Except of course for genetic diversity. *sads*
Awwww! I know its a floor pass-out fail (uh, you're not playing your ISBI, Nett...) but isn't this rather serene? :D *coos*
NUU!! FEDORA YOU'VE BEEN NEGLECTED!
Fedora: No, its okay, I've been fed recently, its just with BoS™ here gnawing on my leg, I gotta keep my strength up to keep on regenerating flesh. *stuffs face*
SOMEONE CLEAN THIS CHILD, AND STAT!
With all the children in the house I decided I better get the heck onto expanding the dining area. Only to discover I'd been remiss in downloading massive square tables. Thusly this four-table concoction was born. xD
SENSIBLE HUE! Stop being so sensible, and so COMPETENT in the kitchen. O_o This is the first time he's ever tried to cook anything, and has ZERO cooking points. And yet, PERFECTION.
Sensible Hue: Hrrmmmm... Could do with some more cinnamon though... And perhaps a just a dash of nutmeg?
Me: You're a dash of nutmeg >_>;;
THE MANY FACES OF JUDAH, LET US BASK IN THEM!
Concentration!
Begrudging apathy!
Elation!
Fedora: YOU'RE SO CUTE DADDY! Why can't the decapitated bunny head be as animated as you? *sadly but stoicly wanders over to learn ~CHARISMA~*
*gasps* I FOUND YOU TWO! You thought you could hide in here in a corner and have Sweet Georgiabrown be taught things... LIKE HER LAST NAME!
Sweet Georgiabrown: But, don't I deserve this!? HDU DENY ME!
Eh, I'll give it four minutes and you'll be too lethargic to argue.
Lemon Pepper: LOOK AT THE SEXY OF LEMON PEPPER, TINY KIDS! WATCH HER WORK IT, OOOOOWN IT..!
I think all the working out has seriously SERIOUSLY gone to her head. O_O Since when do criminal masterminds speak about themselves in the third person while quoting Pretty Woman and ever really get taken seriously!?
Pecan Sandie: Uh? Pepper? Undue force? UNDUE FOOORCE!
Getting pierced through the calves by your big sister's bare fingers = every toddler's ultimate dream.
Fedora: Mummy? Will I grow up to be you, like Lemon Pepper?
Doris Day: ♫ When I was just a little girl, I asked my motherrrr, what will I beeeee? ♫
Elfin Magic: *punches Doris Day in the face and takes her wardrobe* No dearheart, you're going to grow up to be your own person.
So now Que Sera Sera has been ground into a groove in my head.
And it wont get out.
Dammit.
OH THANK THE GODS! Much better, Lemon Pepper. Let us never speak of Nudieform ever again, kk?
Heavily pregnant woman carrying a rubbish bag filled with something the same size as her gestating belly... ~SUSPICIOUS~
This is the Pepper we all know and love, amassing herself acolytes who shall all know the recipe for death punch by heart for the coming armageddon.
*relieved that balance is restored*
AWWWW!! Look at the teeny little elf ears! *squeals*
Rufus: I'm going to get you for allowing this. Maybe not in this life, maybe not the next. But I'll get you.
Me: *genuinely scared*
*sparklemusic* You know its time again for:
STATING THE OBVIOUS WITH SENSIBLE HUE! :D :D
Sensible Hue: Its been snowing! :D *sparkles*
Lemon Pepper: *panting* Ball. Of. Stink... ™ ... He's... Behind me... Isn't he..?
Just like satan! :D :D
Uh, Athena Isela? DON'T LEAVE THAT THERE O_O;;;;;
Are you trying to sabotage this whole legacy round?!
*blinks* Oh right, Elfin Magic is pregnant. I remember. Totes. And I'm ASSUMING this is her birthing times are freaken here armagad face...
BINGO! o_O;;
*is dead from complete and utter not surprise*
OH MY GOD RESULT!!!!!
I can finally rest! All of Judah's genetics finally attained!!!!
Sensible Hue: Can I quickly do another segment of my show?
Me: NO!
Because right now, its this infant's time to shine.
As-Yet-Unnamed Behr: *is pleased to be here*
Oooh! And a pale child too, though still more melanin infused that their mother.
EEE TAN BB! *delighted at compliment*
Though there better not be anymore in there...
Lemon Pepper: Let this be a lesson to you, be carefule what you wish for! *annoyingly sparkle-filled i-told-you-so*
Time again to choose from the Behr swatches...
WIIIIN!! :D :D
Though after this elation of getting all the genetics I wanted out of this family FINALLY, I've just realised there's now NINE. CHILDREN. IN. THIS. HOUSE.
SEVEN OF WHICH ARE TODDLER OR UNDER.
*seppuku*
I concur, Lemon Pepper. I concur.
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