The Harper Legacy 1.1
And we're back!
Before getting going, I'm going to quickly point out that I have put both Georgia and Simon up for download here.
Now that I've got that out of the way, let's get on with it, shall we?
Previously:
Pretty standard legacy stuff. Girl meets boy, boy ogles girl's chest, girl meets robber, police officer ogles the girl's chest...
I could go on like that forever, you know?
But I won't.
Because I'm nice.
Simon: "I just don't understand. Why does this damn thing keep clogging? What the hell is she doing in here?"
Georgia: "Only giving safe harbor to his unborn child until I am ready to gracefully expel him or her from my body and into this world, the ungrateful bastard."
I sincerely hope that you're getting that to fix the toilet, Simon.
Being as these two are broke and basically jobless, I spend a lot of time following them around as they engaged in activities such as dry land prospecting, and insect gathering.
Those were thrilling times, let me tell you.
After stuffing the umpteenth rock up her, um, up the back of her dress, Georgia autonomously wandered into the local nectary, which inexplicably has a computer in the basement. As well as a bunch of doors leading absolutely nowhere.
Which, she decided, was as good a place as any to pop a baby bump.
I have absolutely no idea what happened here, as I had been too busy stalking Georgia and waiting for her to reveal her pregnancy. However, the thought bubbles lead me to believe it was an epically awkward conversation.
Excitable sim is excited! Whatever could it be?
Well, you all saw that one coming.
Didn't you?
Simon: "My sperm is awesome!"
I don't know why she decided she wanted to make waffles in her lingerie, but she did.
Georgia: "I, er...uh...I'm so hot I scorched these waffles! Yeah!"
I walked away from the computer for two minutes, and I came back to this.
I realize that the waffles were inedible, but don't you think you might be over-reacting? Just a bit?
In an effort to keep these two from bottoming out their relationship, I took the quiet time before the children start taking over to give these two some time to earn their keep. Simon is also chipping away at his LTW.
Until...
Simon: "Georgia? Why are you making that high pitched keening noise?"
Obviously, he figured it out and the two made their way to the hospital. And it's twin girls!
Welcome aboard, Millie (Hates the Outdoors, Friendly) and Elise (Brave, Genius)!
That expression almost lets you off the hook for being such a douche about the waffles.
Simon: "I just want you to know that I love your cooking. It's the most bestest cooking that has ever been cooked, and I would love to go woohoo with you right now, ok?"
I really hope this recent spate of douchebaggery is just a fluke, Simon. I would hate to have to lock you up in a doorless room for being a schmuck.
Fortunately for Simon and his aspirations to sexytiems, Georgia still needs three more children to work towards completing her LTW.
And much like the last pregnancy, Georgia spent her time excavating the neighborhood, in search of valuables to sell.
And Simon stayed home where he could electrocte himself. Smugly.
Once again, Georgia picks a random spot to do the Pregnancy Pop.
This pregnancy proceeded much like the last. In an effort to cut off any hormonal fighting, I set these two to working again, with Georgia taking the occasional jaunt out into the wilds in search of collectibles.
When will men ever learn? Pointing a camera at a woman in labor is NEVER a good idea.
It's Mega Maid. She's gone from suck to blow!
It's a boy! Welcome baby Joel (Brave, Clumsy)!
Georgia: "Wait a minute! This tickles!"
Georgia: "Another one? Really?"
And this is Lola (Virtuoso, Perceptive)!
There's no time to rest after the birth, though. It's birthday time!
This is Millie. She has her mother's coloration and nose, and her father's eye shape. It's hard to say for sure about the mouth.
Georgia and Simon: "OhmygodwhydidwehavefourchildrenwhyyyyYAYHAPPYBIRTHDAY!"
In a demonstration of questionable babysitting techniques, Mr. Unfortunate Ponytail takes Elise outside to get her sparkle on.
Which she does.
When it comes to birthday sparkles, Elise does not fuck around.
She sparkled herself cross-eyed.
And finally, I leave you with this. A little piece I called, "I Just Realized I Have To Get Pregnant Again."
Poor Georgia.
Before getting going, I'm going to quickly point out that I have put both Georgia and Simon up for download here.
Now that I've got that out of the way, let's get on with it, shall we?
Previously:
Pretty standard legacy stuff. Girl meets boy, boy ogles girl's chest, girl meets robber, police officer ogles the girl's chest...
I could go on like that forever, you know?
But I won't.
Because I'm nice.
Simon: "I just don't understand. Why does this damn thing keep clogging? What the hell is she doing in here?"
Georgia: "Only giving safe harbor to his unborn child until I am ready to gracefully expel him or her from my body and into this world, the ungrateful bastard."
I sincerely hope that you're getting that to fix the toilet, Simon.
Being as these two are broke and basically jobless, I spend a lot of time following them around as they engaged in activities such as dry land prospecting, and insect gathering.
Those were thrilling times, let me tell you.
After stuffing the umpteenth rock up her, um, up the back of her dress, Georgia autonomously wandered into the local nectary, which inexplicably has a computer in the basement. As well as a bunch of doors leading absolutely nowhere.
Which, she decided, was as good a place as any to pop a baby bump.
I have absolutely no idea what happened here, as I had been too busy stalking Georgia and waiting for her to reveal her pregnancy. However, the thought bubbles lead me to believe it was an epically awkward conversation.
Excitable sim is excited! Whatever could it be?
Well, you all saw that one coming.
Didn't you?
Simon: "My sperm is awesome!"
I don't know why she decided she wanted to make waffles in her lingerie, but she did.
Georgia: "I, er...uh...I'm so hot I scorched these waffles! Yeah!"
I walked away from the computer for two minutes, and I came back to this.
I realize that the waffles were inedible, but don't you think you might be over-reacting? Just a bit?
In an effort to keep these two from bottoming out their relationship, I took the quiet time before the children start taking over to give these two some time to earn their keep. Simon is also chipping away at his LTW.
Until...
Simon: "Georgia? Why are you making that high pitched keening noise?"
Obviously, he figured it out and the two made their way to the hospital. And it's twin girls!
Welcome aboard, Millie (Hates the Outdoors, Friendly) and Elise (Brave, Genius)!
That expression almost lets you off the hook for being such a douche about the waffles.
Simon: "I just want you to know that I love your cooking. It's the most bestest cooking that has ever been cooked, and I would love to go woohoo with you right now, ok?"
I really hope this recent spate of douchebaggery is just a fluke, Simon. I would hate to have to lock you up in a doorless room for being a schmuck.
Fortunately for Simon and his aspirations to sexytiems, Georgia still needs three more children to work towards completing her LTW.
And much like the last pregnancy, Georgia spent her time excavating the neighborhood, in search of valuables to sell.
And Simon stayed home where he could electrocte himself. Smugly.
Once again, Georgia picks a random spot to do the Pregnancy Pop.
This pregnancy proceeded much like the last. In an effort to cut off any hormonal fighting, I set these two to working again, with Georgia taking the occasional jaunt out into the wilds in search of collectibles.
When will men ever learn? Pointing a camera at a woman in labor is NEVER a good idea.
It's Mega Maid. She's gone from suck to blow!
Click to view It's a boy! Welcome baby Joel (Brave, Clumsy)!
Georgia: "Wait a minute! This tickles!"
Georgia: "Another one? Really?"
And this is Lola (Virtuoso, Perceptive)!
There's no time to rest after the birth, though. It's birthday time!
This is Millie. She has her mother's coloration and nose, and her father's eye shape. It's hard to say for sure about the mouth.
Georgia and Simon: "OhmygodwhydidwehavefourchildrenwhyyyyYAYHAPPYBIRTHDAY!"
In a demonstration of questionable babysitting techniques, Mr. Unfortunate Ponytail takes Elise outside to get her sparkle on.
Which she does.
When it comes to birthday sparkles, Elise does not fuck around.
She sparkled herself cross-eyed.
And finally, I leave you with this. A little piece I called, "I Just Realized I Have To Get Pregnant Again."
Poor Georgia.