The Deguta Legacy - 1.1
Hi there! Welcome to the Deguta Legacy! This is my first legacy that I will be posting - I’m super stoked! Now this will be a random legacy, because those are fun and they don’t bore you after a generation or two.
Here are the rules of the legacy if you’re interested.
To start off, here is what I rolled for the first generation:
So for this there will be a normal couple (which I am so happy about - I hate breaking up my Sims! XO) and they will have two children! As you can see their main ways of getting money are through the medical career and busking, which is self-explanatory!
Generation Goal is fulfilled which means I have to complete both the mom and dad’s LTW (eek) and the misc. fun is runs in the family.
Now to meet the founding members!
This is Sif Deguta! She’s a proper, friendly virtuoso who has a knack for taking amazing photographs. On her down time, she likes to be athletic. Her LTW is to be a one sim band. Sif’s favorites are blue, Classical music, and fruit parfait
I’ve chosen Proper as the trait that Runs in the Family.
And this is Sif's husband, Clint! Clint is an ambitious bookworm who is handy around the house. Because of all the books he’s read, Clint is a genius but that's made him a bit of a perfectionist His LTW is to be a World Renowned Surgeon. Clint's favorites are orange, songwriter and Autumn Salad.
Now without further ado here is the house! Usually I just remodel already made houses but this time I went out of my way and created my own. I'm actually quite pleased with the results.
*obligatory house tour*
Here is the kitchen, which is decked out in Sif's favorite colour.
The living room.
The bathroom.
And probably the most important room of the house - the place where the baby making happens!
Clint immediately heads to the hospital to get a job in medicine while Sif starts on her LTW of a One Sim Band.
It's not as easy as people make it seem, is it Sif?
Sif: "Shush you, you're making me mess up."
Once Clint returns home from the hospital, he supports his wife like any husband should and listens to her practice.
Clint: "I think that was Hot Cross Buns…?"
Clint: "That guitar is brand new! How the hell is it out of tune already?"
Clint: "Please, make it stop."
You’re very supportive, Clint.
Clint: "I’m sorry but it’s just so bad."
Clint was cringing so much at Sif’s playing that I took pity on him and had him go make supper.
And of course as soon as Clint goes to make supper, Sif stops playing and changes into her formal clothes.
Work it, you sexy biss!
Only to immediatley change into her work out clothes.
Sif: "What? I have to look good going from point A to point B."
Clint: "Now if memory serves me correctly, the recipe says I just put everything into a bowl and mix it up."
Uh, Clint? Do you really need to follow a recipe for Autumn Salad?
Clint: "Hey now - following the recipe is very important! You could burn the salad if you aren’t careful."
Burn the salad? How is that even possible?
Sif: "It happened once. Back when we were dating."
Clint: "Aah yes, the Autumn Salad Stove Burning of ’09…"
Sif: "It may be normal quality but it’s a big step up from how it used to be."
Your confidence in your husband is astounding.
Sif: "My Clint may be a genius in some things but cooking is not one of them."
Clint: "Standing right here, you know."
Clint went to go lick his wounds and prove that he was a genius when it came to logic.
Intense face is intense.
Clint: 'Hmmm… now the first move is the most important move. Think carefully, Clint.'
I feel like there should be some intense battle music going on right now. Maybe FF7 battle music.
NUH NUH NUH NUNANANANA NUH NUH NUH NANANANAAAA
Seriously, how long does it take to make one move?
Clint: "You can’t rush these things! You have to think them through."
Clint: "Crap, didn’t mean to do that."
And in the end, Clint lost the match.
Clint: "Ah well it was my first time ever challenging someone."
…
Clint: "…"
You lost… to yourself?
Clint: "Well, yes - but in my defense I put up an excellent fight."
I think Sif’s expression says it all.
Sif: "Are you sure when you rolled genius you didn’t get it mixed up with insane?"
Insane or not, they still love each other.
Alskjf;ljkf
They’re so cute when they cuddle! <3
The next morning Sif started her day with a healthy bowl of cereal -
Sif: "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Excuse me, what do you think you’re doing?"
I’m narrating your life …? It’s what you do when you have a legacy.
Sif: "It is not proper to photograph a lady when she isn’t dressed for company!"
Well, that’s kind of the point of a legacy. People look into your life and watch you go about your day.
Sif: "Oh dear Lord. You take a picture of me in my pyjamas without any makeup on - and now you’re snapping photos of me eating? Have you no shame? Were you raised by wolves?"
I - uh, well… I didn’t -
Sorry.
Clint: *claps excitedly* Autumn salad!
Clint, man, you gotta help me out here!
Clint: Are you kidding? I’m eating lunch for breakfast.
Sif: And is that proper, sweetie?
Clint: It should be. Autumn salad should be a staple part of every meal.
Still in pj’s? What happened to being proper, Sif?
Sif: "I’ll change in a moment."
Sif: "But first I have to send bad vibes at my husband for being improper!" *angry guitar playing*
Clint: *oblivious*
Sif: "Hnnnnnnnnnnnng!"
Luckily Clint was saved from his wife’s glares by the honking of his carpool. First day of work, baby!
That outfit, though…
Clint: "This isn’t that bad, it’s comfy. Check out my feet."
Oh mother fu-
Kill it. Kill it with fire.
You sir are getting a promotion as quick as possible so you can get out of those ridiculous clown shoes. Seriously. Ronald McDonald wouldn’t even touch those with a twenty foot pole.
Since the Deguta’s second source of income is busking, I sent Sif out to play at random public places while Clint was at work. No formalwear, Sif?
Sif: "I’m easing the people into it."
It’s working!
Lady: "Not bad." *pouty lips*
Sif took a break to meet some of her audience. Making a connection will help bring in the cash later on.
Alskjfasjf I just love how proper sims can curtsey! *dies*
Sif: "It’s nice to meet you. My name is Sif Deguta."
Marisol: "My name is Marisol. And a simple handshake will suffice."
Break time is over and Sif brought out the formalwear.
Sif: "What can I say? The people want more!"
Sif: "And more they shall get."
Oooh, fierce look baby!
It’s so adorable watching Sif rock out in her evening wear. She gets so into her performance.
I wish the same could be said about her ‘audience.’
Sif: "HEY! Where are you going? Your kid is only crying because you’re making her leave during this performance. She wants to stay, lady."
Woman with stroller: "Don’t make eye contact and just walk away."
Unfortunately, Sif’s day of playing in the park ended with no tips.
Autumn Salad again?
Clint: "Are you crazy? One can never have enough Autumn Salad."
Sif: "I’ll be learning to cook first thing tomorrow."
I don’t blame you, dear.
But of course this is a legacy, so I had to get the second generation moving.
Sif & Clint: *face noming*
Sif gets this look on her face every time she and Clint get romantic. She just glows, SO CUTE.
Clint, on the other hand…
Clint: 'Boobies, boobies, boobies, boobies.'
Clint’s romantic side eventually kicks in, it just takes him a while because Sif’s chesticles always get in the way.
Clint: "You know it still amazes me that you chose to marry me. You’re beautiful, intelligent, sexy as hell …"
Sif: "Clint…"
♫Someone’s getting lucky toniiiiight~♫
I was able to take this picture before I got kicked out by Sif. I can tell you that I heard a lullaby~
True to her word, Sif decided it was time to work on her cooking skill. After all, she was going to have to cook for a family soon.
Just be careful - you don’t have any skill points in cooking and we can’t afford to have a fire.
I don’t think licking the spoon is very proper, Sif.
Sif: "I’m testing the batter. I don’t want to poison Clint."
Also LOOKIE LOOKIE LOOKIE CLINT GOT A PROMOTION. No more ugly gold clown shoes!!
Sif: "Hmm, not bad if I do say so myself."
Autumn Salad again? Really?
You know you’re the reason why Sif is putting this legacy in danger by cooking WITH NO SKILL POINTS.
Clint: *ignore*
Sif: "What was that about me putting my family in danger?"
Oh, haha… you managed to make waffles without burning the house down.
Yaaaaay~
…
Sif: "See, honey? This is how a real breakfast is supposed to look like. Not salad."
Clint: "As long as I keep making my Autumn Salad, I’ll keep eating it. Don’t try and change me, babe."
Sif: "But it’s not proper! It’s - urp."
What’s wrong, Sif?
Sif: "BLALHRSLJSLHGH!!"
Ewwwwwwwww.
As much as I want to say it was the waffles, I have a feeling it’s something else.
Sif: "Whatever the case, I think I’ll try pancakes next. I don’t think I can handle waffles anymore." *gag*
Poor baby. <3
The day passed quickly with Clint earning another promotion (go Clint, go Clint! Woot Woot!) and Sif unsuccesfully performing for tips at parks. They both wanted to beat the crap out of each other with pillows at the end of the day, and who am I to say no?
Sif: "CAREFUL WATCH THE NECKLACE!!"
But the fun stopped when Sif popped (hehe rhyme!). Second generation is on the way!
And in true Sif fashion, she changed into her maternity formal wear.
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That’s it for this update! Hope you enjoyed and stay tuned for the next installment!