The Ashleigh Legacy | Gen. 1.5. Pt. 1.
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Archive | ✖ Naughty language, sexual situations/pixel nudity, and general disregard for the status quo.
Last time: Lots of random crap happened. Bo and Ares continued to fight a lot ( :( ). Well, Bo fought with everyone. Vampires began to infest Dylan's mind. Dylan and Brigid became obsessed with chess, and because of that became biffles for life. Ares and Bo got it on so naturally stopped fighting for a few days, because that's all that seems to make them happy. But I guess biologically that makes sense, with the release of dopamine and endorphins and such. BUT I DIGRESS. The kids failed at a bake sale, Brigid tried to buy a new family on Craig's List because being a genius surrounded by idiots is never easy, and Dylan considered running away, which made Étain sadface. Brigid got her very first crush on a girl named Antoinette who turned out to be an ex-papergirl. LIKE THEY THOUGHT WE WOULDN'T FIGURE THAT OUT. Everyone had a birthday, and Ares had a mid-life crisis causing him to quit his sports career and join the military. He then got transferred from Hidden Springs to Ridgewater, and that's where we open.
Oh my god, IT'S SO SAD, ISN'T IT? Right? Right?
Yeah, no apologies. One of the things I hate about playing a legacy is building onto a tiny house every time someone new moves in/is born. I just wanted to build it all right away so I didn't have to fuss. Those two Inheritances left them with about §118,000+. When I was done building/decorating, they had about §1,400. LoL
Bo: Sniff, sniff. I'm just so sad about the deaths of those two long-lost relations. I loved... them and him, or whoever, so much.
Finn: Save the theatrics, mom. No one's looking.
Bo: Remember years ago, when I was pregnant with Brigid and Dylan, and we were talking about how great death was?
Ares: Yeah, babe, I do.
Bo: It's like it was foreshadowing. Death is awesome.
Ares: It's so awesome.
Apparently death gets them all randy. Way to christen your kid's tree house, guys. All the kids ended up with embarrassed moodlets for a few hours after.
Étain: (If I just keep staring at the sand I can pretend my parents aren't desecrating my tree house sanctuary. Ugh. Uuuugh.)
Finn discovered the chemistry set. Mainly because I do plan on making their IFs real one day, and because I was too scared to let him near the inventing table just yet.
Finn: I probably shouldn't mix the ones with the bio-hazard labels on them together, right?
But now you want to, don't you?
Dylan: One day, I swear, I'm going to beat you.
Brigid: That's never going to happen. All I have to do is mention Robert Pattinson and you're instantly distracted.
Dylan: Oh my god, he's so cu-
Brigid: Checkmate.
Dylan: ...
What's up, Étain? You're pondering swings but staring up in the air above the trampoline.
Étain: Yeah, we have a visitor.
And that they did. This is the first of about seven EA-spawned bouncers that showed up to the Ashleigh's to literally bounce on their trampoline. Seems like, while turning off the paparazzi with Twallan's Register gets rid of the paparazzi, the game just spawns an excessive amount of bouncers to fill the void of annoying as fuck NPCs.
I love that Étain went all the way into the garage and sat on the dirty floor to do her homework, just to be near her twin. ♥
For everyone that love chess faces. Because we all do.
Brigid: I would play the dutiful daughter and ask you to help me with my homework so you could feel good about contributing to my rearing, but you probably aren't even listening to me right now.
Bo: Come on, Luis Lopez! Steal that fucking car and go get your woman!
Brigid: Sigh. He should probably go talk to Gay Tony about that.
Bo: Shit, you're right!
Brigid: Sigh. Sigh.
Instead of doing homework like his swot of a sister, Dylan decided to sneak out, interested in exploring the new neighborhood their father had brought them to. Hungry, he wandered toward a diner, but sensing impending mother/son drama, he choose instead to sneak around back.
Remind you of anyone?
Bishop: Hey, watch where you're going. You almost ran me over.
First meeting right by a dumpster. Just like mom and dad. ♥
Dylan: Oh... um, hey. Hi. Sorry.
Bishop: It's cool. I guess you're cute enough to collide with me.
Bishop: I'm Bishop. And you're Dylan, right?
Dylan: Ye-
Bishop: You guys just moved to town. I heard from the Sinclair brothers that a new family with pink hair had moved in down the street from them. I know everything that goes on in this town.
Dylan: Oh, yeah? Well, I bet you don't know about th-
Bishop: Whatever. That's totally not important. What is important is that I'm hot and you're pretty cute, so we should hang. Let people bask in the awesome glow of our combined sexiness.
Dylan: You think I'm cute?
Dylan: I mean, yeah. Obviously. That's exactly what I was going to say.
Bishop: I know. I know everything, remember?
Bishop: For example, I know all about your vampire obsession.
Dylan: Wha-? How?!
Bishop: Maybe I'm a little bit psychic.
Or, psycho, really.
Dylan: Are you serious?
Bishop: Yeah, kind of. See, my sister's dating a vamp. She's in transition right now, and he sometimes gives me a little of his blood. It keeps me sharp and makes it easy to tell what people are thinking.
Dylan: That's... incredible. I've always wanted to meet a vampire. Well, other than my old babysitter, but I was just a kid. I don't really remember him very well.
Dylan: Do you, um... do you think maybe...
Bishop: You want to meet him?
Dylan: Yeah. If that's cool?
Bishop: I'll let you know. Which school are you going to be starting at?
Dylan: The private school. My sister is a genius so our parents expect all of us to keep up with her.
Bishop: That's the school I go to. So I'll be able to keep an eye on you.
Bishop: Which I'm really looking forward to.
Dylan: (asdfghjkl)
Bishop: See you at school tomorrow, sexy.
Dylan: (otedfghjvbf!!!)
My baby's first kiss. ♥
Back at home, Finn had created his very first potion! A Mood Enhancer, or something like that.
Finn: Why does everything we touch have to be pink?! Ugh.
He's such a moody little shit. I can't wait until he ages up.
Why, hello there, random bouncer #93584. Whatever could you be watching?
Oh, nothing. Just the ten year old girl watching TV. That's not creepy at all.
These two are still fighting. Their relationship bar is like just barely over acquaintance-level green these days. :/
Ares: Stop fucking yelling at me every time I come out here to work out! You are driving me crazy!
Bo: You're always using the board breaker when I want to use it!
Ares: Use the training dummy!
Bo: I WANT TO BREAK BOARDS.
Ares: Come on, Bo! We have to stop arguing so much! I'm so tired of feeling like I can't talk to my own wife these days. What's gotten into you? You've gotten so mean over the past several years. You hardly smile anymore.
Bo: I... I don't know what you're talking about. I'm fine. We're fine. Sorry for being... the way I am.
What. You're apologizing, what.
She then went on a cleaning spree, possibly due to feeling guilty..? Which still blows my mind. This is not my Bo.
Bo: I don't even want to know why the kids are getting naked in the garage.
And Ares went to have a conversation with his best friend, but I think he realized it was a new cat radio, not the same one from the old house.
Ares: I'M ONTO YOU, BLUE CAT. THE GUARDIAN IS TRYING TO TEST ME, ISN'T HE?
Oh. I see the Guardian of the Abyss has followed us to Ridgewater.
Bo: Goddamnit, Finn!
You deserved it, you mean old lady. ♥
You can't even imagine my delight when the sim I'd dropped into the game specifically for Brigid actually autonomously rang the Ashleigh's bell that night. I was shocked and pleased and now they're obviously meant to be.
???: Hey, there. I live two streets over and I heard from the Sinclair brothers that you guys had just moved in? I wanted to welcome you to Ridgewater.
Brigid: Oh, wow. How nice of you. I'm Brigid. It's nice to meet you. Come on in.
???: I'm Bobbie. Bobbie Kim. You guys have a great house.
Brigid: Thanks. It's a little too colorful for my tastes, but both my mom and dad really love color, so.
Brigid: I guess I just have to endure it until I'm finally old enough to move out, right? I've been counting the days since I was nine.
Bobbie: You don't like it here, huh?
Brigid: 'Eh, it's okay. I just don't really feel like I mesh well with any of my family member, you know?
Bobbie: I know exactly how that feels. I'm actually adopted.
Brigid: Seriously? You know, sometimes I think I am, too. I'm the only kid with brown hair, and I'm smarter than all of my siblings.
Bobbie: Too bad the ears give it away, huh?
Brigid: Ugh, yeah, don't remind me.
Bobbie: I think they're cute. Totally adorable.
Brigid: You... you do? *nervous laughter*
Bobbie: Absolutely.
I almost ignored Finn here, because what could possibly be interesting about a sim reading? Not much, usually, but...
Something you want to tell us, Finn?
Finn: Whatever. I'm just reading it for the dirty pictures.
Ah, to be young again.
Bo: Babe, I wanted to apologize again for earlier.
Ares: It's fine. Really. We both get in our moods, right? Besides, I'm in a great mood after talking some things through with Radio Cat.
Étain: Mom, move. Daaaad. Move! I can't see the T.V. Move. Move. Move. Move. Move. Move.
Couch Potatoes take their T.V.-watching very seriously.
Étain: Okay, watch me, Austin. I can totally imitate exactly what the actors are doing on T.V. because I've seen this same program 47638 times. Watch me!
Austin: *watches because is still a doll and has nothing else to do*
Brigid: I'm really glad you came over! *bounce* I'm having such a good time! *bounce*
Bobbie: Me too! *bounce* Though you guys should get some lights out here. *bounce* My dark skin and clothes get all blurry when simgod edits the pictures because I blend into the background.
Brigid: I'll talk to my parents! *bounce*
Speaking of parents. This probably won't end well.
Bobbie: Oh, hi! You must be Mrs. Ashleigh. I'm Bobbie Kim. I live two streets ov-
Bo: HEY. WAIT JUST A MINUTE.
Bobbie: o___O
Bo: Didn't I just see you checking out my baby girl's rack while you two were bouncing on the trampoline?!
Bobbie: I didn't- I- uh- I don't even- what's correct?!
Brigid: (Oh my god, what is happening behind me? If I don't turn around, maybe it'll all be hallucination.)
Bobbie: I-I-I like Brigid, Mrs. Ashleigh! She's cool! I wasn't doing any checking, I swear!
Bo: ...And why the hell not?!
Bobbie: ...!?!?!kxjfkf
Bo: Isn't Brigid beautiful? Isn't she good enough for you? You'd better check her out!
Brigid: MOM!
Brigid: Oh my fucking god, mom. You need to back off and stop being crazy and go in the house before I shove this trampoline down your throat to get you to stop speaking.
Bo: But, sweetheart-!
Brigid: No buts! This is exactly why I can't wait to move out. You and dad are both crazy! Now leave us alone. I'd like to be able to keep at least one friend around.
Bo: ;~;
Brigid: I am so, so sorry about that. My mom is a little, well... unstable. She and my dad... they both kind of have these episodes where they lose it. So if she said anything crazy, she probably didn't even know what she was talking about.
Bobbie: No, it's cool. I mean, I was totally staring at your rack. *laugh*
OHOHOHO. Bobbie, you little minx.
Randomly, Bo rolled this wish when she was walking back into the house. What the hell is wrong with this woman? I don't even.
Family bonding. They never eat dinner together. Seriously. Each person always sits somewhere different, and sometimes they even stagger eating so they don't have to sit together.
in·nu·en·do [in-yoo-en-doh]
noun, plural in·nu·en·dos, in·nu·en·does.
1. an indirect intimation about a person or thing, especially of a disparaging or a derogatory nature.
Finally everyone fell asleep, but time remained moving at normal speed and I couldn't figure out why, until this little interloper wandered into the dining room. It was about 2:30a at this point.
Dylan: Yeah, hey, what's up?
Bobbie: Hi!
Dylan: Not that we don't love company and stuff, but it's the-crack-of-dawn-o'clock in the morning. You should probably go home and go to bed, too..?
Bobbie: Oh, right. Silly me.
Bobbie: (I'm so gonna live here some day. :3)
Girl, you are so pretty. Ugh. Genes. ♥
One of the mods I have installed makes it so every sim gets rested in like half the time it usually takes, so these cats are up really early these days, which is great. More hours in the day to do stuff.
Like meditate on the floor of the kid's play room in your underwear.
Bo: This is how I feel the most at peace, so fuck off.
Yeah, you work on that zen, girl.
Dylan always waits until morning before school to do his homework. I'm shocked he's pulling down a B right now.
When Brigid woke up at 4:30a, like everyone else, she immediately rolled the want to steal something because it was still dark outside. Finally, my bb is growing into her kleptomaniac trait.
Brigid: I've seen mom do this before. How hard can it be? I totally got this.
Brigid: Maybe if I bring home this gorgeous car she'll get off my back and stop flipping out on everything I do.
Brigid: Tch. Nailed it.
And off she goes, sneaking through the bushes like a good little thief.
Ironically, the car she snatched belonged to Keenan Sinclair, one of the now very talked about Sinclair brothers, who won't appear on camera during this update. You must wait and anticipate.
Dylan: So, if you want to figure out percentages, you just divide the number by a decimal or a fraction or whatever, and that's your percentage.
Finn: ...wait, what?
Dylan: Because you want to find the percentage of the first number, so that's just a part of it, so yeah, you divide. Because then it's less. And just a part.
Finn: That's wrong. That's so wrong.
Yeah, Finn, you know your brother isn't the sharpest crayon in the box. You really should get Brigid to help you next time.
I'm still skeptical as to whether Bo actually managed to legitimately find zen, or if she just rigged up some intricate lighting in order to fool us all. I'm betting on the latter.
And that's it for part one. Please make sure you read part two! (Comments to this post are disabled because I'd prefer all comments be in the same place. ;D So please comment after part two for both parts, thanks! ♥)
Guest Sims:
Ares Live by emalso
Bishop Bowyer by nice_days
Bobbie Kim by moncoeursims