The Griffin Legacy 1.1
2nd attempt at a legacy, and this time it's actually decent :D
Meet our new founder, Delilah Griffin.
Stats:
Pleasure aspiration. LTW - Become Professional Party Guest.
Turn ons - Custom hair & Hardworker.
Turn offs - Fatness.
5 / 7 / 6 / 6 / 1.
Here, we have Delilah's cute little 1x1 shack (which I did not make, I'm lazy like that; I would credit whoever did make it and give you a link but I can't seem to find the link to it. I'll post it asap, promise!)
Welcome wagon! The cutie with the blue hair would be Phosphorus from Garden of Shadows, whom I named Jon. The simmie in the red shirt is (i think) Aluminum, from the same place, but I named him Ian. Chick flirting with him would be Rachelle from my recently failed attempt at a legacy :3
Oh, how nice. ;__;
Deliliah, did you put something in his food?
Delilah: NO! You can't prove anything! D<
♥
Jon left, but these two kept flirting and cooing and kissing, and just being rude :|
End of day one; time to go to bed. Tomorrow, we're going out to find a hubby!
Delilah: GET A CAB HERE ASAP!
Delilah: I told you to get here ASAP... and it took you 4 MINUTES! That's it, no tip for you! D<
This is what I get for giving her one nice point. *facepalm*
Well, the only good-looking Sims there were lesbians, and this girl is straight. So, back home we go.
Delilah: RAWRSUHDFJASKFLARGH STUPID DYKES! D<
Jesus Christ, woman. Chill out.
Delilah: asdfghjkl >|
She kept making rage faces the whole entire time.
Once we were home, I had Jon come over for a date :3
Aaaand, he is still sick. Whatever Delilah spiked those sandwiches with was pretty strong.
What kind of meal is that for your first date? No, it simply won't do. Start over.
Delilah: *phhh*
EW, Delilah! Why would you fart into the food? D:
Delilah: WUT? It's just a fart. Jeez :|
Jon: *hurk*
He's probably gagging because 1) Delilah poisoned him, and 2) She just farted into their food.
Delilah: *evil smile*
O__O
Now that the date is over, it's MOVE-IN TIEMZ! :D
And he brought Simoleans with him, too :]
Stats:
Jon Lewis.
Family aspiration. LTW - Become Education Minister.
Turn ons - Blonde and Black hair.
Turn offs - Fattness.
4 / 5 / 5 / 6 / 5.
It's time to prepare for generation 2 already ;D
And right after, the proposal :3
Then, a quicky wedding with the disgusting toilet to witness.
Someone other than Jon is vomiting! (:
Okay seriously, Jon has like 3 clean points from just cleaning the toilet. Because he throws up so much.
Delilah: *pout*
Yaaaay! Pop numero uno :]
Delilah decided that a pop meant sexytime. lol :3
Remember, kids: Hugs. NOT DRUGS.
An old friend of Jon's stopped by.
Jon *to self*: OMG she's hawt. No, no, I can't... I'm a married man... I'm having a baby...
;__;
Pop, part deux :D
Don't kill your first kid, Delilah D;
Jon: *gasp* Jessica left Pepe for his evil twin?!
I seriously love Jon ♥~
This pregnancy has been really hard on Delilah.
Delilah: Oshit.
And you were right by the toilet, too! *headdesk*
♥~
Delilah: I feel fat *pout*
And now I leave you with a photo of Delilah giving birth. Cliffhanger FTW :]
Thank you for reading, comment if you would like moar. ♥ Goodbye!