The Ashleigh Legacy | Gen. 3.6.
Archive | ✖ Bad words, occasional naked pixels, and general disregard for the status quo.
Last time: Jeremy was a little shit and he and Winter set the house on fire about eighty-three times during a party. Finn had a brief affair with Dai before bailing out of town with Scarlett and Von for Scarlett's birthday. Jeremy dyed his hair and declared a prank war on Finn. Winter and Jeremy both gained significant others, though Winter's isn't very significant. Scarlett and Von finally got married and took off yet again, this time taking their honeymoon in France.
Alert, alert. They have discovered booze.
Von: Are you certain you want to make some, my love?
Scarlett: I want nothing more than to crush fruit beneath my feet. I desperately need to re-enact that one episode of I Love Lucy every single day of the rest of my life.
Von: Wonderful.
Von: You don’t expect us to drink this when it’s finished, do you? Your shoes are still on, Scarlett.
Scarlett: It looked slimier than I’d anticipa- ugh!
Scarlett finally started to get the hang of making nectar.
One might say she… fell in love.
Scarlett: Von, we can’t leave her here.
Scarlett: I’m going to take her home and name her Delilah.
Von: Anything you like, darling.
Drinking makes it easier, Von.
So much drinking.
Von: So… you actually want to buy this machine.
Scarlett: Mhm.
Von: And take it home? And dig a hole in the yard and create a basement wine cellar?
Scarlett: Mhm. :)
Von: Wonderful.
Von: Excuse me, love. I don’t feel so good…
I think he accidentally drank Scarlett’s tennis shoe wine.
His face tho omg.
Scarlett and Von decided to visit the Champs les Sims Museum, or as I like to call it, Grauman’s Chinese Theater.
This creepy local kept following Scarlett around.
French Dude: J’aimerais vraiment à enlever vos vêtements.
Scarlett: I’m sorry, I don’t understand you. Also, you smell like cheese.
This is zero reason for this picture other than the lighting makes him look cool and evil.
Aww, you poor bb.
Von: I like wine, but I also hate it.
And now for some scenery spam.
Honeymoon~.
Von wanted to do all of the typical exploring stuff, while all Scarlett wanted to do was talk to herself and to giant rocks.
I think maybe all of the travel was too much for her preciously insane little brain, so Von decided to take her home after one last excavation.
Scarlett: Aside from all of the crystal spiders that keep following us around, and that one time the toilet tried to eat your face after you drank too much-
Von: Oh, love.
Scarlett: This has been such an amazing trip. But I’m ready to go home.
Von: One more kiss before we go?
Scarlett: During the sunset. You’re such a hopeless romantic.
Bye bye Champs les Sims.
Meanwhile, back in Evansdale County…
Vera: It’s my birthday!
Cross your fingers you grow out of your face, bb.
Vera: Oh, please. Everything is crossed.
OH THANK GOD. I mean, still a little awk but not nearly as bad as I’d been anticipating. She rolled Hot-Headed.
Neurotic . Couch Potato . Slob . Hot-Headed
Vera: You think I’m pretty, don’t you, daddy? Don’t you?
Von: You’re beautiful, princess. You’ve always been beautiful.
Yeah, yeah, he has to say that.
gdi I keep forgetting to get rid of that jelly bean bush.
Jeremy: Being yellow and glowy sucks.
First day of high school for Vera and what does she do? She skips it and goes into the city to bowl with her uncle Kash.
I’ve decided that bowling faces are my new favorite faces.
Kash bb. ♥
Jeremy, what the hell.
Jeremy: Don’t look at me. I’m summoning dark, demonic forces in the playhouse and you’re gonna ruin it!
Creepy babysitter Jerrod asked Winter out to the spring festival, but it wasn’t for the reasons Winter had been anticipating.
Jerrod: Hey, thanks for meeting me. You look great, by the way.
Winter: Thanks.
Jerrod: I didn't want to do this over the phone, because that’s messed up, but I’m just going to come out and say it. I, um… I want to break up.
Winter: What?!
Jerrod: I’m really sorry-
Winter: No, I mean what?! You’re not the one that breaks up with me, I’m the one that breaks up with you!
Jerrod: Wait, what?
Winter’s too evil to be the one who gets dumped, after all.
Winter: Hey, V- Can I hang out with you for a bit? I’m afraid that if I’m left to my own devices, I might literally murder Jerrod Paul.
Vera: Sure, sis. If you don’t mind looking for magic eggs with me.
Vera is determined to find someone or something magical or supernatural as soon as possible. No one wants to tell her about her grandfathers.
She is seriously gorgeous.
And predictably suggestive.
So this poor soul made the mistake of breathing the same oxygen as Kristin and Jeremy flipped out.
Jeremy: Back off, man! Can’t you see she’s with me?!
Rex: Hey, calm down, kid. I was just asking her where she got the sno-cone.
Kristin: He was probably thinking really pervy things while watching me lick it.
Way to instigate, Kristin.
Rex: I was not! You’re way too young for me.
Jeremy: Man, you’re disgusting. It’s guys like you that make nice girls like Kristin afraid to walk down the streets at night.
Rex: I don’t know what you’re talking about kid, but I think that girl of yours might have you twisted around a bit.
Kristin: Oh, look, now he’s trying to get out of it. What a pig.
I laughed when I saw the cop show up in the background, because speaking of pigs…
Jeremy: Fuck the police.
Oh yeah, you're a badass.
He got picked up for being out after curfew and for slapping the crap out of poor Rex. Fortunately for Jeremy, Rex was too confused to press charges. Kristin, naturally, crept off into the night and was consumed by the shadows from whence she came.
I have no idea if she's Evil or not, but she always gets this joyous look on her face whenever Jeremy does something bad.
I just thought her fussy face was cute, is all.
Meanwhile, these idiots were off in the city being totally responsible parental figures.
Abigail: Hey, Finn, can you do me a favor?
Finn: Does it involve a toy poodle, a trash compactor, and a video camera? Because then no. I still have trauma from when I was younger and Bishop asked me to do him a favor.
Abigail: Bishop is actually exactly who I wanted to talk to you about! Bishop and your brother. Can you put me in contact with them? I have some, uh… business to discuss.
Finn: Pointy-teeth business?
Abigail: You could say that.
Finn did indeed contact Dylan that night, texting him Abigail's name and number. He wasn't going to make the mistake of calling and having Dylan intentionally pick up the phone during sex for the seventeenth time. Jerk.
Finn had better things to do tonight than to listen to his brother do disgusting things with his husband. Tonight was TIME MACHINE NIGHT™ number... something! Like, three or four?
Looks like those good feelings were justified.
After hours and hours (or was it really seconds or years?) of scouring various time streams and making all of the laws of physics his bitch, Finn finally found Aaron and yanked him back into this reality.
Aaron: Oh my god, d-dad? Is that you?
Finn: Wow.
Aaron: Dad?
Finn: Holy shitballs. It worked.
Lovely reunion, lovely reunion. Aaron was all grown up now, too, which was a little strange since both father and son appeared to be roughly the same age now.
Aaron: This is creepy, dad.
Finn: I know, but don’t worry. Technically tomorrow’s my birthday. I stopped taking the potion so I should be able to start getting older now.
Aaron: Good.
Why do you look so shady?!
Guest Sims:
Abigail Clement by hopeless_sims