The La Force Legacy: Generation 4, Ch. 1
GENERATION 4 WHADDUP~
Also, hey hi hello sorry for the ungodly long wait again. I suck, I know.
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IN THE LAST ADRENALINE PUMPING EPISODE OF THE LA FORCE LEGACY:
Nolan became an adult and was harassed by the paparazzi. Peach and Daisy became young adults, and Peach began working as a stylist. Mario reached adolescence. Padmé was feeling all impulsive and went and got a tattoo. Meg was creepy, Bowser became a young adult, the kids partied, and an heir poll took place. Onward!
This chapter begins with a phone call. Which can only mean one thing...
Daisy: “Yeah, yeah, they get it. I didn’t win. Like that was a surprise.”
Daisy speaks the truth, as she gained just a single vote.
Daisy: *sigh* “It’s tough being the non-quirky twin in a legacy that worships geekdom.”
Despite being the “quirky twin”, Peach didn’t win either. She came in third with four votes.
Peach: “Eh, good enough for me. Bye everybody, you’ll probably see me being all ~stylin’ in future updates anyway.”
And as much as I love Meg and her creepy shenanigans, she had to move out as well to make room for generation five babies. That’s so weird to say! When those kids grow up we’ll already be halfway there! Anyway, Nolan didn’t seem at all phased by this.
Nolan: “It’s about freaking time! I’ve forgotten what it feels like to walk around my house in my underwear without Meg’s eyes sexing me up. Goddamn.”
Meg: “Goodbye, La Force family. I shall miss harassing your paternal unit and eating up all your scrap metal. I hope the next time you look at Master Nolan or a pile of scrap, you think of me and shudder, as I will do the same. Farewell.”
Nolan: “...I don’t even-”
Anyway, continuing on with the results of the poll! Mario came in second with eleven votes. Despite being evil, he had some rather encouraging words for his older brother.
Mario: “Dude, you’re gonna make an awesome heir. You’re a prime example of the La Force family gene pool-- you’re kind of odd, the majority of your traits are associated with being a geek, and you’ve got awkward yet endearing good looks. If that isn’t what being a La Force is about, then I just don’t even know what is.”
Bowser: “Thanks Mar, I guess you’re right. Wait, why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?”
Mario: “Because I’m you’re little brother. And little bros gotta have their big bros backs’. Also, grandma told me to stop being such a pain in the ass to you, otherwise I’m out of the will. So there’s that too.”
Just as Mario said, Bowser won the heir poll with sixteen votes, gaining literally half of the votes! He’s pretty excited about it.
Bowser: “Naturally! Being the awkward-looking one in the bunch, I thought Mario was going to win for sure. But the people saw through his fantastic bod and movie star good looks, deciding to go with brains rather than brawn!”
..I won’t even point out the fact that Bowser isn’t even a genius, so that doesn’t really make sense. xD I love his new shirt, though. I think it suits him well.
Bowser’s first act as heir was to invite over the only adult woman he knew (who wasn’t related to him, that is), the family’s maid, Torri. He’s killing two birds with one stone here: potentially getting a head start on his Lifetime Wish of Master Romancer (requiring him to woohoo in five different places with five different sims) and continuing on the legacy. ;D
Bowser: “Torri? Yes, this is Bowser. Y’know, that gawky teenager you always used to clean up after at the La Force residence? Well, I just had my eighteenth birthday, and I was wondering if you’d like to hang out this afternoon? You would? Awesome! I’ll see you in a bit. Bye.”
Yeah. Asking out the maid your family hired when you were a child/teenager? TOTALLY NOT CREEPY.
This is Torri. And for some reason, she seemed to have a strong dislike for Padmé.
Torri: “Look at you. With your fancy hat. You probably think you’re better than me in that fancy hat, huh? Don’t you? HMPH.”
Padmé: *sigh* “What happened to the days when an old woman could stand around in her own backyard in peace?”
Despite her irrational hatred of his grandmother, Bowser went over to Torri and started a conversation. As it turns out, she shared his sentiments on relationships.
Torri: “Relationships are like, the most dysfunctional things I have ever heard of. Love ‘em and leave ‘em, that’s what I always say.”
Bowser: “Good God, I think I love you.”
= Bowser’s sexy face. Ladies, you know you want on this. (;
BOWCHIKAWOWOW, dude moves fast!
Bowser: “So now that I’ve..um, pleasured your lips with my lips, would you, uh.. would you like to spend the night?”
He’s still gotta work on his pickup lines. xD
Torri: “You know what? I would like that very much.”
Buuut Torri didn’t really seem to care about his stupid pickup lines either way.
And so one thing...
...Led to another.
Meanwhile, Padmé was reconnecting with the spirit of her dead husband.
Padmé: “I miss you so much, Bryce. Things have changed quickly since you passed. Our insane daughter and her rockstar-wannabe husband have produced an heir-- a gawky, skirt-chasing manwhore of an heir. I’m terrified of the direction that this family is headed.”
Bryce: “So he takes after his grandfather then?”
Padmé: “Don’t even start.”
The next morning...
Torri: “You know something, Bowser? You’re a piece of TRASH. I can’t even believe you right now!”
Bowser: “..I just asked you what you wanted for breakfast! I’m sorry!”
Torri: “NO BOWSER, NO. It was WORSE than that. You’re so selfish. I just can’t even- UGH.”
Bowser: “Well! You wanna know something, lady? You’re kind of a bitch. YEAH. I said it.”
Torri: “Fine.”
Bowser: “FINE.”
Not long after that, Bowser discovered that Torri is Mean Spirited. EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE NOW.
Around the same time, Torri discovered she was nauseous. Say it with me, everyone! RUH-ROOHHH.
There is one incentive to having Torri around, though. She mops up EVERYTHING. Which is perfect, because someone is always breaking something, making water spew everywhere.
So yes. Having an ex-maid around is NICE.
While she finished mopping the bathroom, Torri spun into maternity clothing. Time to go break the news to the unprepared daddy!
Torri: “Look, Bowser, I know we sort of got off on the wrong foot, but I have something to tell you.”
Bowser: “‘Sort of got off on the wrong foot’? You nearly attacked me for asking about your breakfast preferences!”
Torri: “Alright, that was wrong of me.. But can we talk somewhere...private? Away from your family’s judging glares?”
Bowser: “Torri, whatever it is you need to tell me.. I’m sure my family deserves to know just as much as I do.”
Nolan: “Yeah, Torri.”
Ecruteak: “YEAH TORRI.”
Mario: “Don’t blow it, Torri.”
Torri: “...Right. Well, as I was saying... I’m pregnant.”
Bowser: “.......”
Torri: “Well..?”
Ecruteak: “I’m not hearing this. I am not hearing this.”
Bowser: “Um, er... good job?”
Ecruteak: “This is NOT happening!”
Ecruteak: “NOT WITH MY BABY’S BABY YOU’RE NOT!”
Mario: “Face it, Mom. Your oldest son is a slut.”
Ecruteak: “NO. NO NO NO. I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING.”
Mario: “I’ll tell ya, this wouldn’t have happened if I had been chosen as heir..”
Bowser: “Right, because being a convicted criminal is so much better than impregnating the maid.”
Mario: “It is!”
Torri was beyond harassing Bowser alone. She’d moved on to other members of the family as well.
Torri: “Your mother was is a hamster, and your father smells of elderberries!”
Mario: “How dare you insult my parents with a quote from my favorite movie! You.. you.. TERRIBLE PERSON, YOU!”
All that arguing must have induced Torri’s labor, because her water broke shortly afterwards.
And where was Bowser during all this?
Bowser: “Right where any father-to-be should be.”
Exactly.
Anyway, Torri produced a baby girl! The naming theme this generation is DC/Marvel superheroes. So, meet Rogue La Force, named after the power-absorbing heroine of the X-Men. Her traits are Virtuoso and Artistic, and her favorites are Classical, Crepes, and Green.
Almost immediately after giving birth, Torri began to insult Padmé some more.
Torri: “YOU! You filthy old hag, it’s your fault that Bowser and I have been fighting so much lately! If you hadn’t meddled in affairs that didn’t concern you, he’d still love me!”
Padmé: “How do you youngins phrase it these days? Bitch please. I had nothing to do with the downfall of yours and my grandson’s relationship. That you managed all on your own.”
Mario: “Nice one, Grandma!”
Bowser: “Look, Torri, you can’t just go around harassing random members of my family. Like, who does that? Crazy people, that’s who.”
Torri: “Oh, so now I’m CRAZY, am I? I’ll show you crazy. Bowser, we’re through! I never want to see your stupid little face ever again!”
Bowser: “Oh. That’s... unfortunate. Woe is me. How will I ever recover.”
And that was that. Torri left in her cleaning lady car and they never saw her again.
Padmé: “Thank God for that.”
Back at the house, it was time for little Rogue to become a toddler.
OHMYGOD. LOVE. INSTANT LOVE. <3 You guys know I don’t play favorites right?
Despite who her mother was, Bowser loved Rogue all the same.
Bowser: “I think she takes after her dear old dad, anyway.”
And not only did Bowser make a surprisingly good father, Mario made a surprisingly good uncle.
Mario: “Y’know, you’re pretty cute for a bastard child.”
In other news, Nolan has been promoted to Lead Guitarist! Woot woot~
Just wanted to sneak a this picture in here. Great grandmother with great granddaughter. <3
While Padmé takes care of Rogue at home, Bowser is out trying to fulfill his LTW. Aka, he’s on the prowl.
While prowling around Founder’s Park for a while, Bowser ran into- or rather, tripped into local celebrity Fern Annan’s chest.
Bowser: “Hi my name is Bowser and I swear I’m not staring at your chest I just tripped you see I’m a little on the clumsy side and dad says I get that from mom but sometimes I’m not so sure and-”
Fern: *not impressed* “Dude, you’re crazy. Come back and talk to me when you have something worth saying.”
Bowser: “WAIT!”
Bowser: “Your boobs are glorious. Wait, that came out wrong-”
Bowser: “What I meant to say was, your boobs are glorious and I’m extremely wealthy thanks to my great great grandfather’s work in firefighting. Also my dad’s a three star celeb and lead guitarist of his band. LOVE ON ME.”
Fern: “Hey, that’s actually pretty cool! Rich guys are exactly my type. They always offer to pay for the plastic surgery bill.”
Bowser: “Uuuuh okay. I was actually hoping to just pay for the bill when we go out to eat, but... that’s cool too I guess. Whatever floats your sexy-ass boat.”
Bowser: “But wait! There’s more! I’ve also got a pretty high athletic skill. Bet the only thing you love more than rich guys is RIPPED rich guys, am I right?”
Fern: “Actually, I don’t care who you are. If you’re rich, I’ll sleep with you. Simple as that.”
Bowser: “...I feel like I just won the lottery.”
Bowser: “Oh oh and you know what else? My sister’s a stylist. Pretty cool, eh?”
Fern: “Naw dude, stylists are lame! Ghost hunters are what’s fly these days.”
Bowser: “Jeez, I better tell Peach to get with the times.”
Back at home, Rogue was STEALING MY HEART WITH HER CUTENESS OH GOD~
Now I don’t know how it happened, but in the middle of their conversation Bowser just magically teleported home somehow? Anyway, he invited Fern over as soon as he.. teleported. I still don't understand how.
Bowser: “So Fern, are you seeing anyone right now?”
Fern: “Yup! My guy’s name is Marcus. He’s great. And rich.”
Bowser: “I should have assumed as much. SO ANYWAY wanna move in with me?”
Fern: “I don’t see why not! You’re rich!”
Bowser: “Great! Now let’s have sex!”
And they did. The next morning. At city hall. Oh god.
Again, I repeat, oh god.
Bowser: “Yeah that’s right, I am the MAN! We tore that office up!”
Oh yeah, so now that Bowser’s done the nasty with a celebrity, he’s a two star celeb himself. And apparently he is “publicly disgraced” for woo-hooing in public. Look at all the fucks he gives.
That brings us to the end of this chapter. Next time!
-Birthdays! There are always birthdays
-Illegitimate babies! There are always babies, but not all of them are illegitimate.
-Man whoreliness! Kind of goes hand in hand with illegitimate babies, but whatever.
+Other stuff I can’t quite remember, right now! It’s been a while. I missed these guys.
Thanks for reading! I love each and every one of you. <3
Also, hey hi hello sorry for the ungodly long wait again. I suck, I know.
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IN THE LAST ADRENALINE PUMPING EPISODE OF THE LA FORCE LEGACY:
Nolan became an adult and was harassed by the paparazzi. Peach and Daisy became young adults, and Peach began working as a stylist. Mario reached adolescence. Padmé was feeling all impulsive and went and got a tattoo. Meg was creepy, Bowser became a young adult, the kids partied, and an heir poll took place. Onward!
This chapter begins with a phone call. Which can only mean one thing...
Daisy: “Yeah, yeah, they get it. I didn’t win. Like that was a surprise.”
Daisy speaks the truth, as she gained just a single vote.
Daisy: *sigh* “It’s tough being the non-quirky twin in a legacy that worships geekdom.”
Despite being the “quirky twin”, Peach didn’t win either. She came in third with four votes.
Peach: “Eh, good enough for me. Bye everybody, you’ll probably see me being all ~stylin’ in future updates anyway.”
And as much as I love Meg and her creepy shenanigans, she had to move out as well to make room for generation five babies. That’s so weird to say! When those kids grow up we’ll already be halfway there! Anyway, Nolan didn’t seem at all phased by this.
Nolan: “It’s about freaking time! I’ve forgotten what it feels like to walk around my house in my underwear without Meg’s eyes sexing me up. Goddamn.”
Meg: “Goodbye, La Force family. I shall miss harassing your paternal unit and eating up all your scrap metal. I hope the next time you look at Master Nolan or a pile of scrap, you think of me and shudder, as I will do the same. Farewell.”
Nolan: “...I don’t even-”
Anyway, continuing on with the results of the poll! Mario came in second with eleven votes. Despite being evil, he had some rather encouraging words for his older brother.
Mario: “Dude, you’re gonna make an awesome heir. You’re a prime example of the La Force family gene pool-- you’re kind of odd, the majority of your traits are associated with being a geek, and you’ve got awkward yet endearing good looks. If that isn’t what being a La Force is about, then I just don’t even know what is.”
Bowser: “Thanks Mar, I guess you’re right. Wait, why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?”
Mario: “Because I’m you’re little brother. And little bros gotta have their big bros backs’. Also, grandma told me to stop being such a pain in the ass to you, otherwise I’m out of the will. So there’s that too.”
Just as Mario said, Bowser won the heir poll with sixteen votes, gaining literally half of the votes! He’s pretty excited about it.
Bowser: “Naturally! Being the awkward-looking one in the bunch, I thought Mario was going to win for sure. But the people saw through his fantastic bod and movie star good looks, deciding to go with brains rather than brawn!”
..I won’t even point out the fact that Bowser isn’t even a genius, so that doesn’t really make sense. xD I love his new shirt, though. I think it suits him well.
Bowser’s first act as heir was to invite over the only adult woman he knew (who wasn’t related to him, that is), the family’s maid, Torri. He’s killing two birds with one stone here: potentially getting a head start on his Lifetime Wish of Master Romancer (requiring him to woohoo in five different places with five different sims) and continuing on the legacy. ;D
Bowser: “Torri? Yes, this is Bowser. Y’know, that gawky teenager you always used to clean up after at the La Force residence? Well, I just had my eighteenth birthday, and I was wondering if you’d like to hang out this afternoon? You would? Awesome! I’ll see you in a bit. Bye.”
Yeah. Asking out the maid your family hired when you were a child/teenager? TOTALLY NOT CREEPY.
This is Torri. And for some reason, she seemed to have a strong dislike for Padmé.
Torri: “Look at you. With your fancy hat. You probably think you’re better than me in that fancy hat, huh? Don’t you? HMPH.”
Padmé: *sigh* “What happened to the days when an old woman could stand around in her own backyard in peace?”
Despite her irrational hatred of his grandmother, Bowser went over to Torri and started a conversation. As it turns out, she shared his sentiments on relationships.
Torri: “Relationships are like, the most dysfunctional things I have ever heard of. Love ‘em and leave ‘em, that’s what I always say.”
Bowser: “Good God, I think I love you.”
= Bowser’s sexy face. Ladies, you know you want on this. (;
BOWCHIKAWOWOW, dude moves fast!
Bowser: “So now that I’ve..um, pleasured your lips with my lips, would you, uh.. would you like to spend the night?”
He’s still gotta work on his pickup lines. xD
Torri: “You know what? I would like that very much.”
Buuut Torri didn’t really seem to care about his stupid pickup lines either way.
And so one thing...
...Led to another.
Meanwhile, Padmé was reconnecting with the spirit of her dead husband.
Padmé: “I miss you so much, Bryce. Things have changed quickly since you passed. Our insane daughter and her rockstar-wannabe husband have produced an heir-- a gawky, skirt-chasing manwhore of an heir. I’m terrified of the direction that this family is headed.”
Bryce: “So he takes after his grandfather then?”
Padmé: “Don’t even start.”
The next morning...
Torri: “You know something, Bowser? You’re a piece of TRASH. I can’t even believe you right now!”
Bowser: “..I just asked you what you wanted for breakfast! I’m sorry!”
Torri: “NO BOWSER, NO. It was WORSE than that. You’re so selfish. I just can’t even- UGH.”
Bowser: “Well! You wanna know something, lady? You’re kind of a bitch. YEAH. I said it.”
Torri: “Fine.”
Bowser: “FINE.”
Not long after that, Bowser discovered that Torri is Mean Spirited. EVERYTHING MAKES SENSE NOW.
Around the same time, Torri discovered she was nauseous. Say it with me, everyone! RUH-ROOHHH.
There is one incentive to having Torri around, though. She mops up EVERYTHING. Which is perfect, because someone is always breaking something, making water spew everywhere.
So yes. Having an ex-maid around is NICE.
While she finished mopping the bathroom, Torri spun into maternity clothing. Time to go break the news to the unprepared daddy!
Torri: “Look, Bowser, I know we sort of got off on the wrong foot, but I have something to tell you.”
Bowser: “‘Sort of got off on the wrong foot’? You nearly attacked me for asking about your breakfast preferences!”
Torri: “Alright, that was wrong of me.. But can we talk somewhere...private? Away from your family’s judging glares?”
Bowser: “Torri, whatever it is you need to tell me.. I’m sure my family deserves to know just as much as I do.”
Nolan: “Yeah, Torri.”
Ecruteak: “YEAH TORRI.”
Mario: “Don’t blow it, Torri.”
Torri: “...Right. Well, as I was saying... I’m pregnant.”
Bowser: “.......”
Torri: “Well..?”
Ecruteak: “I’m not hearing this. I am not hearing this.”
Bowser: “Um, er... good job?”
Ecruteak: “This is NOT happening!”
Ecruteak: “NOT WITH MY BABY’S BABY YOU’RE NOT!”
Mario: “Face it, Mom. Your oldest son is a slut.”
Ecruteak: “NO. NO NO NO. I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING.”
Mario: “I’ll tell ya, this wouldn’t have happened if I had been chosen as heir..”
Bowser: “Right, because being a convicted criminal is so much better than impregnating the maid.”
Mario: “It is!”
Torri was beyond harassing Bowser alone. She’d moved on to other members of the family as well.
Torri: “Your mother was is a hamster, and your father smells of elderberries!”
Mario: “How dare you insult my parents with a quote from my favorite movie! You.. you.. TERRIBLE PERSON, YOU!”
All that arguing must have induced Torri’s labor, because her water broke shortly afterwards.
And where was Bowser during all this?
Bowser: “Right where any father-to-be should be.”
Exactly.
Anyway, Torri produced a baby girl! The naming theme this generation is DC/Marvel superheroes. So, meet Rogue La Force, named after the power-absorbing heroine of the X-Men. Her traits are Virtuoso and Artistic, and her favorites are Classical, Crepes, and Green.
Almost immediately after giving birth, Torri began to insult Padmé some more.
Torri: “YOU! You filthy old hag, it’s your fault that Bowser and I have been fighting so much lately! If you hadn’t meddled in affairs that didn’t concern you, he’d still love me!”
Padmé: “How do you youngins phrase it these days? Bitch please. I had nothing to do with the downfall of yours and my grandson’s relationship. That you managed all on your own.”
Mario: “Nice one, Grandma!”
Bowser: “Look, Torri, you can’t just go around harassing random members of my family. Like, who does that? Crazy people, that’s who.”
Torri: “Oh, so now I’m CRAZY, am I? I’ll show you crazy. Bowser, we’re through! I never want to see your stupid little face ever again!”
Bowser: “Oh. That’s... unfortunate. Woe is me. How will I ever recover.”
And that was that. Torri left in her cleaning lady car and they never saw her again.
Padmé: “Thank God for that.”
Back at the house, it was time for little Rogue to become a toddler.
OHMYGOD. LOVE. INSTANT LOVE. <3 You guys know I don’t play favorites right?
Despite who her mother was, Bowser loved Rogue all the same.
Bowser: “I think she takes after her dear old dad, anyway.”
And not only did Bowser make a surprisingly good father, Mario made a surprisingly good uncle.
Mario: “Y’know, you’re pretty cute for a bastard child.”
In other news, Nolan has been promoted to Lead Guitarist! Woot woot~
Just wanted to sneak a this picture in here. Great grandmother with great granddaughter. <3
While Padmé takes care of Rogue at home, Bowser is out trying to fulfill his LTW. Aka, he’s on the prowl.
While prowling around Founder’s Park for a while, Bowser ran into- or rather, tripped into local celebrity Fern Annan’s chest.
Bowser: “Hi my name is Bowser and I swear I’m not staring at your chest I just tripped you see I’m a little on the clumsy side and dad says I get that from mom but sometimes I’m not so sure and-”
Fern: *not impressed* “Dude, you’re crazy. Come back and talk to me when you have something worth saying.”
Bowser: “WAIT!”
Bowser: “Your boobs are glorious. Wait, that came out wrong-”
Bowser: “What I meant to say was, your boobs are glorious and I’m extremely wealthy thanks to my great great grandfather’s work in firefighting. Also my dad’s a three star celeb and lead guitarist of his band. LOVE ON ME.”
Fern: “Hey, that’s actually pretty cool! Rich guys are exactly my type. They always offer to pay for the plastic surgery bill.”
Bowser: “Uuuuh okay. I was actually hoping to just pay for the bill when we go out to eat, but... that’s cool too I guess. Whatever floats your sexy-ass boat.”
Bowser: “But wait! There’s more! I’ve also got a pretty high athletic skill. Bet the only thing you love more than rich guys is RIPPED rich guys, am I right?”
Fern: “Actually, I don’t care who you are. If you’re rich, I’ll sleep with you. Simple as that.”
Bowser: “...I feel like I just won the lottery.”
Bowser: “Oh oh and you know what else? My sister’s a stylist. Pretty cool, eh?”
Fern: “Naw dude, stylists are lame! Ghost hunters are what’s fly these days.”
Bowser: “Jeez, I better tell Peach to get with the times.”
Back at home, Rogue was STEALING MY HEART WITH HER CUTENESS OH GOD~
Now I don’t know how it happened, but in the middle of their conversation Bowser just magically teleported home somehow? Anyway, he invited Fern over as soon as he.. teleported. I still don't understand how.
Bowser: “So Fern, are you seeing anyone right now?”
Fern: “Yup! My guy’s name is Marcus. He’s great. And rich.”
Bowser: “I should have assumed as much. SO ANYWAY wanna move in with me?”
Fern: “I don’t see why not! You’re rich!”
Bowser: “Great! Now let’s have sex!”
And they did. The next morning. At city hall. Oh god.
Again, I repeat, oh god.
Bowser: “Yeah that’s right, I am the MAN! We tore that office up!”
Oh yeah, so now that Bowser’s done the nasty with a celebrity, he’s a two star celeb himself. And apparently he is “publicly disgraced” for woo-hooing in public. Look at all the fucks he gives.
That brings us to the end of this chapter. Next time!
-Birthdays! There are always birthdays
-Illegitimate babies! There are always babies, but not all of them are illegitimate.
-Man whoreliness! Kind of goes hand in hand with illegitimate babies, but whatever.
+Other stuff I can’t quite remember, right now! It’s been a while. I missed these guys.
Thanks for reading! I love each and every one of you. <3