The Ashleigh Legacy | Gen. 1.5. Pt. 2.

Aug 10, 2012 18:45





Archive | ✖ Naughty language, sexual situations/pixel nudity, and general disregard for the status quo.
Last time: Was part one of this update. Please read it before reading this one!





Brigid finally came home to show Bo her newest acquisition.
Brigid: (I hope mom likes this. Maybe if one of us is going along with her crazy plan for starting a gang of underage car thieves she'll chill out a little and let me see Bobbie.)
Bo: Where did this come from..?



Brigid: I, uh... I stole it. It's my first car. What do you think?
Bo: Oh my god, Brigid. My baby girl! I'm so proud of you!



Brigid: Seriously? That's all it takes to make you happy?
Bo: I don't ask for much!
Brigid: Just a gang of thieving street urchins... yeah, I know. *laughs*



Bo: So, what compelled you to finally start stealing?
Brigid: Well, to be honest... I was hoping it would get you to lay off me a little so I could bring Bobbie around some more without you flipping out on her.



Bo: Of course you can! She seems like a lovely young lady. And totally smokin', too.
Brigid: Mom! Oh my god.



Bo: Hey, I'm still hip, okay? I'm down with what the kids are doing these days. I totally respect my daughter if she wants to munch rug. I'm hip!
Brigid: PLEASE STOP TALKING NOW.



Bo: Give me some squeeze and I will.
Brigid: I can't even. dfkjsl




I wouldn't normally have any reason to show caps of the kids going to school, except today Finn decided to wear his best clothes.
Brigid: Finn, what the hell are you doing? Oh my god, what if someone knows you're related to me?
Finn: Don't hate. I'm expressing my individuality.



Brigid: You have to go home and put some clothes on! This is crazy!
Finn: I am who I am, woman. Don't try to change me.



SO IT BEGINS.



Randomly, this is what Bo spins into for work. I guess she's being a decoy on some random Amish farm, or something. Shoes are too fancy! Be more humble!



Be less obvious, Dylan.
Brigid: Hey, Dylan. Is that him?
Dylan: OH MY GOD SHUT UP.
Bishop: (Stairs are hard. This is taking all of my concentration.)



But Dylan was not about to escape embarrassment that day because Brigid called Bishop over.
Brigid: So, what are your intentions with my brother? He might be a few minutes older than me, but I'm definitely the brains and brawn of the relationship. I'll twist you like a pretzel if you do anything to hurt him.
Bishop: My intentions are pure, I promise. I intend to violate him in every fun way I can think of, and then I intend to keep him around as my own until we get a bit older, then I intend to have my sister's vampire boyfriend turn us both so he and I can live together forever.
Dylan: (my ears are what is words what)



Brigid: Well... as long as you're committing. I don't want him to get jerked around!
Bishop: I promise you, the only time I'll ever jerk him around is by a leash or by nipple piercings, and that's only if he asks nicely.
Brigid: Well, okay then. As long as you respect him!
Bishop: Of course!



Brigid: ....wait, what just happened here?!
Just go home, bb. Just go home.



Dylan: D-did you mean all of that stuff you said?
Bishop: Sure did. I want you to come over to my place tomorrow night.
Dylan: Uuuuhhhhh..
Bishop: Great. I'll see you then, beautiful.
Dylan: ohmygodwhatishappening



GUESS WHAT JUST PULLED MY CAMERA.



Oh no, it's happening. I'm terrified. I've never had Imaginary Friends get to this stage before. But I have plans for them! 8D



Charlotte: Hey, Finn! Guess what? After years and years of wishing I was real, I finally am! And now I can talk!
Finn: ......................MOM!



Austin: Hey, Étain! Guess what? After years and years of wishing I was real, I finally am! And now I ca-
Étain: This isn't real. This isn't real. Dad and Finn are the crazy ones, not me. This isn't real.



Finn: (I'd rather ride the rocket but then I'd have to walk near Charlotte.)
Charlotte: (I'd be a much better ride than that stupid old pirate ship.)
I'M SO SORRY I HAD TO THE JOKE JUST MADE ITSELF THERE.



Austin: 'Sup?
Pink Bear: Nothin'. 'Sup with you?
Austin: Nothin'. 'Sup with you?
Pink Bear: Nothin'.



Bo: Okay, so Bella loves both Edward and Jacob, but Edward and Jacob hate each other because of some stupid fight their ancient ancestors got into like a hundred years ago?
Dylan: Yeah! There's this old Quileute tale about the Cold Ones, right-
Bo: Yeah! I totally know it already... (I don't but I don't caaaaare.)



Dylan: Mooooom, you're not even paying attention, are you!
Bo: I am when they have their shirts off.
Dylan: ...well, I can't fault you for that.



Brigid: C'mon, Bobbie. C'mon, pick up!
Bo: I didn't know there was a Twilight video game! I can't wait for my badass werewolf to eat some sparkley ass.
Dylan: MOOOOOM! The vampires are the coolest part!
Bo: Yeah, no.
Brigid: BOBBIE, HI. I need to get out of this house ASAP. want to meet me at the modern art museum? (...) Okay, great. I'll meet you there in ten minutes.

Randomly, if you guys are wondering at the lack of Ares, he's been working and then working out all the time. Or he and Bo are fighting. Basically, he doesn't ever interact with the kids, so I never think to grab snaps of him. But he's still around and doing good!



Brigid: Hey! I'm really glad you could meet me. I feel like a dumbass since the museum is already closed, but do you still want to maybe just hang out for a bit?
Bobbie: Yeah, sure. I had to sneak out since it's so close to curfew, but that just makes it kind of even more awesome, doesn't it?



Brigid: Yeah. *giggles* I should have made this official and brought you some flowers, like a real date.
Bobbie: So, this is really a date, then?
Brigid: ...do you want it to be? I didn't mean to presume...
Bobbie: I totally do. That way I can check out your rack without it being creepy. *laughs*



Bobbie: I know stargazing is totally trite, but there's just something about the feeling you get, staring up at the sky, that really puts things into perspective, doesn't it?
Brigid: Yeah, the night sky... it's beautiful. (But you're even more beautiful.)



Checkmate. ♥



Bobbie: You're really cool, Brigid. I really like spending time with you. I'd like to do it more often, okay?
Brigid: Oh, definitely. I'd really like that.



Bobbie: Great.
Brigid: Yeah. This is totally great.

Meanwhile:



Finn: What is Charlotte is real? What if my doll can actually walk and talk now?



Finn: WHAT IF SHE'S AN AGENT OF THE GUARDIAN OF THE ABYSS, SENT TO CHOKE ME TO DEATH WHILE I'M SLEEPING?



Finn: You're never gonna get me, Guardian! Never! My dad'll kick yo-



Charlotte: Snap out of it, Finn! I'm real! Doesn't that feel real to you?!
Finn: *SPINS*



Finn: Take that! And when my brother is a vampire, I'm going to have him bite the shit out of you!
Charlotte: OH NO I'M SO SCARED FOR MY BLOOD. /sarcasm



Étain has started autonomously sleeping in the tree house. Not that I can blame her. It's her only salvation. Her only freedom.



Because this thing can't climb up.
Austin: Never fear, I'm watching over her. Always watching. Always. Watching.
Ugh.



This is the very first time Brigid has ever out her homework off until the morning before school. I think love is making her stupid. She was up all night reading romance novels and didn't get any sleep.
Brigid: (Bobbie touched that book the first night we met. I think I can still smell her perfume lingering on it...)
Wow.



Ares, bb. ♥
Ares: Listen up, Guardian. I know you sent agents to my house to try and corrupt the minds of my two youngest. I've seen them talking to thin air when they thought I wasn't looking. I will keep them safe and I will keep them free of your dirty corruption. I don't care how happy they might seem; I know it's all a farce! I know they're hypnotized or under some sort of spell, and I'm going to get to the bottom of it!



Ares: Magic can't survive by the light of day. Those hot solar flares don't allow for any hidden things or shadows. All I have to do is throw Finn and Étain into the sun and they'll be safe!



Ares: Now, to figure out how to build a slingshot that big. I'll just meditate on it for a bit.

All three of the toilets in the house broke that morning.



Dylan: How am I supposed to pee under these circumstances?!



Um, Brigid? Could you maybe take care of that toilet you broke?
Brigid: Ew, no. If my shoes smell like pee water Bobbie won't want to talk to me.



Bo: GODDAMNIT, FINN!



Dylan: Has anyone seen Brigid? I can't believe she'd miss the bus.
Étain: I haven't seen her. But I live in the tree house now, so I don't see anyone.
Finn: Is this bus taking us to the sun? Dad said it was going to take us to the sun.
Dylan: ...



Brigid was asleep. Oh my god. She slept through school. I was shocked. She's never missed a day of school. My little genius, no!



I SEE YOU, PAPERKIDS GANG MEMBER!
Papergirl: You can't escape us, Bo Ashleigh! We are legion!



Tonight was the night Bishop wanted Dylan to visit. He told his parents he was going to go do his homework with the Sinclair brothers and then snuck off to take the subway downtown.
Dylan: This is going to be awesome. I've never been to the city before!



Dylan: Wow. Everything is so big. This is amazing!

For no apparent reason he spun into his formal wear as soon as he got to the Bowyer's high rise. I think he was just really nervous and wanted to look his best, which is so fucking cute oh my god I want to eat him.



And so does Bishop.



Bishop: I know it's a little strange hanging out down here on the sidewalk, but my sister isn't home yet, and I wanted you to meet her before I took you upstairs to meet Jerod.
Dylan: I'm really nervous. Do you think they'll like me?
Bishop: Of course they will. You're fucking awesome.
Dylan: ♥ ♥ ♥



Bishop's sister, Bee, finally showed up, dressed for a night out on the town.
Bee: Hey, little brother. Who's this?
Bishop: Obviously this is Dylan. How many other pink-haired guys have I been talking about lately?
Bee: Nice to meet you, Dylan.
Dylan: Y-yeah, you too. Thanks for letting me come over.
Bee: Hey, anything to get Bishop out of my hair.
Bishop: Fffffffffff.
Bee: Can you guys send Jerod down when you go up? He and I have a date tonight.
Bishop: Yeah, whatever. Come on, Dyl.



As soon as they stepped inside, Dylan excused himself to the bathroom and Bishop was immediately dragged into the spare room by Jerod.
Jerod: What the hell are you thinking, telling that kid about us? About me?
Bishop: Oh, come on. He's not going to tell anyone.



Jerod: How do you know?
Bishop: He's so into this. And look at him! He's so hot. If you're going to turn me, I want you to turn him, too.



Jerod: I'm only turning you because I promised your sister I would.
Bishop: Well, if you won't turn Dylan then I'll just turn him as soon as I change.



Bishop: I know how much he wants it. He's wanted it since he was a kid. I can sense it, okay? He thinks about it all the time.
Jerod: Since he was a kid, huh?



Jerod: Well... I'll think about it. We'll see how he turns out, alright? But no promises. And don't do anything stupid while we're gone tonight. I don't want him running home and blabbing to his parents about the crazy vampire who let his girlfriend's kid brother violate him all night long.
Bishop: Scout's honor. We'll be on our best behavior.



As son as the elevator hit the ground floor Bishop had Dylan in his arms. He apparently has a very different take on what 'best behavior' means.
Bishop: Hey, beautiful. Want to see my bedroom?
Dylan: (ohmygodohmygod) Y-yeah, sure. Definitely.



Bishop moves fast.



Dylan: You know, I've never done this before. Anything like this. Ever. With anyone.
Bishop: Mm, pure, innocent virgin skin...
Dylan: You're crazy. *laughs*
Bishop: Just crazy for you. Now c'mere...








Dylan: That was fun. And nice. It felt really good.
Bishop: Good. I'd be honored if you'd take it as just a taste of things to come and if you'd consent to being mine, all mine.
Dylan: I- ... I'd love to. Be yours.
Bishop: Good boy. ♥



And I leave you with a shot of Dylan sauntering up to school at about 11:40am the next day, pondering his future with a smile on his lips, a spring in his step, and an ache in his... well. You can figure it out.

Phew! That was a long-ass update. I hope you guys enjoyed it! I promise next time I'll try to get more of Finn, Étain, and Ares, but I was excited to get both Dylan and Brigid's stories off and running. I hope you can forgive me. ;D

Also, as I'm certain you guys have noticed by now, Dylan's skin clips right behind the left side of his jaw and ear. I've tried changing the skin and changing his earrings, thinking maybe something was bad, but nothing helped. Think maybe it could be the hair? Or his shirt? It's driving me crazy. I've just been pretending he had awesome, manly face surgery and now has a scar, idk. lol. If anyone has any ideas as to what could be causing it, let me know please!

As always, thanks so much for reading and commenting, if you do! ♥

Guest Sims:
Ares Live by emalso
Bee Bowyer by nice_days
Bishop Bowyer by nice_days
Bobbie Kim by moncoeursims

sims: ashleigh

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