Guess Who's Coming to Dinner??

In effort to make my poor, little displaced sims feel more at ease in their surroundings...

I gave them all makeovers.

(Jenna's top courtesy of BGateGWayB...thanks!)

 

Grumpy-drawers' outfit suits him perfectly, so he got a new 'do (can't really tell much about it...color change) and Youssef got a little pick-me-up.

 Adrienne lets her inner "hot-mama" loose:

And, well, y'know:

 

Whaddya do?

It wasn't long after the folks got settled in and started starving, that the doorbell rang.

Doorbell? The people *never* get visitors!! This is awesome. Bridgeport rocks already!

Let's peep out of the window and see what we have:

...what the??!

(Editor's note: Before I go any further I will explain two things..1)I never switch families when I am playing with my legacy..so what happens with other people just  happens. 2) This is an...uh...edited...version of Bridgeport. You will notice familiar faces that have been..spruced up a little bit. And you will also notice some new faces.)

With that in mind, Exhibit A:

 

My simself!! Of all the people in Bridgeport that could have come by to greet them, you would know it would be...

Me.

Nosey-ass. :-P

So, of course, I send Youssef out to greet me.

I don't know what has gotten into myself. My hair looks freakin' horrible. Why did I randomly decide to switch to game default hair? What sort of respectable hair stylist goes around with a 'do like that?

So, I gave myself a mini makeover:

Much better, me:

I was tired of those glasses. They were getting on my sim-nerves.

Anyways, come on in simself, make yourself at home...just don't....

...use the toilet. It gives me the sim-heebiejeebies.

Well, I would have offered my simself some dinner, but Adrienne, Youssef, and Dallas ate everything, and left the girls to scrounge:

Nice square meal for two growing girls. Good Job, Adrienne, you're really winning at life. Your child is eating ice cream straight out of the carton for supper.

...she really seems to care, doesn't she?

Oh, gosh. Speaking of ice cream:

I'm doing to have to keep an eye on her:

I can read her mind. (She is created *by* me, *for* me, after all...)

"...Step away from the ice cream and no one gets hurt."

I continue my inappropriateness by complaining about books to Jenna:

Gosh. I didn't know I felt so strongly against books. What did they ever do to me?

Not so surprisingly, Jenna and I don't really hit it off too well:

Her being a rotten brat, and all. 

Eventually, after having her fill of the general moodiness of the household, Sim Me decides to go home, vowing that we haven't seen the last of her.

 If *I* ever have kids that turn into teenagers, I'm giving them away.

(I'm totally kidding, guys, I have two step-teenagers that I get along with perfectly, don't want anyone to get their panties wadded.)

Besides, we all know that teenagers are great to keep around.

Houses don't clean themselves, y'know.

Wasn't that sweet of them to clean up all on their own? I mean, sure they may have the threat of getting some sort of nasty plague driving them, but they did it all on their own! That counts for something, right??!

Adrienne chose to reward them, by whipping up a tasty breakfast, in her undies:

(P.S. - put some pants on, lady!!)

Color me completely shocked. 

She's cooked nothing but charcoal since her creation. I think she's a bad seed.

Cereal it is, then:

 

I only regret that Jenna is wasting good cereal, when she would have been just as satisfied by licking the funk off of that plate. Boo.

The kids played around the house a little bit:

(That's Dallas's feet there. Technically, he's painting in this picture ;-) ) 

 Adrienne made herself useful:

I don't guess you find yourself having to wonder why my sims' house is a crap hole.

I decided it was time to try to socialize the kiddies. So I did what any good sim-creator would do.

I took my teenagers down to the local bar. (AKA - Waylon's.)

Not real sure who licked the red off Jenna's sucker. She looks pitiful.

Dallas just goes straight for the bar:

Oh, jeez. Look who came to visit:

Why am I stalking the Braxton's??! That's pretty freakin' weird. Don't I have a job or something? I thought Story Progression said that I was in a steady relationship with Matthew Hamming? How's that going? Wouldn't he be more interesting than following my legacy teens around town??

*sigh*

Jenna doesn't care, however:

She's just afraid that we are all gonna die.

Did someone slip her a crazy drink, again?! :-P

Since there was no one interesting in the bar, there was nothing to do but order pizza (keep it away from Sim Me), and order drinks.

My simself thinks that times have changed immensely. What happened to the old days when teens had to sneak drinks past their parents? Didn't she get into trouble for something like this when she was a teen? Looks like a highly questionable situation.

And just who does that Lala Angelista think she is - hanging around, having drinks with a bunch of teenagers.

Hmmph. Kids these days.

Anyways, the kids went home soon (curfew, and all) and slept their wild night off.

And a while night it must have been, indeed:

Dallas seems to have on some sort of strange wig:

And Heidi and Jenna both slept in their workout gear:

And, like any caring mother would do, she makes breakfast for her partied-out kids.

...and, for the first time, they aren't burned.

Now, *that's* a fairytale ending. ;-)

Growing up, moving on, starting over.

Poor Dallas.

He's so...

Antisocial? Is that the word for it?

Cheer up, dude. It can't be that bad.

 

Oh yeah. Forgot about that. Sorry, dude, carry on. I don't blame you.

 

Anyways, let's leave Dallas in his alone-ness and see what everyone else has been up to.

 

...yummers.

Hey, just a thought..."slob" is a great trait for children to have. You can feed the parents, and then the kids can get full off the plates after they turn grimy.

...just a thought. Yes? No? 

:-)

While Jenna is off possibly giving herself some sort of funky food poisoning...

Heidi is still being a nerd. No shocker there.

The girls are best friends, though...so normally they are right up under each other. I guess they just don't share all of the same hobbies...like cleaning moldy plates with their tongues.

Youssef is actually doing a painting that isn't strange..

(Not real sure what party they are so freakin' happy about. Maybe they are psychic...)

 

Youssef's painting. 

I actually really like this one, but since he and Adrienne are horny assholes that reproduce like rabbits...I have to save up for a house expansion. So...sorry dude...but the painting goes.

And, next, we have the party that Youssef and Jenna were excited in advance for:

Heidi and Jenna are going to be teenagers! Yay for me. There's nothing more I love than a houseful of moody brats.

 

Eep!! Moving swiftly forward...

"Ewwwmygawwwwwwdddddduh...look at all these peeeeeopplllleeeeeuuuhhhh. Is that my mom? And my dad? My FAMILY is here? Oh em gee all  of these people are gonna know I have relatives, how embarassing. I'm so not LOL'ing at this."

The virus known as teenage-hood kicks in immediately.

Oh well. She's pretty, at least. I don't see any deformities yet. She was blessed with the "coward" trait. How nice of the game. She is now a slobby, disciplined, hot-headed coward. Hope that makes sense to you.

Next up is Heidi:

Looks like she's wishing for all of this to be over so that she can go to bed.

...dweeb. She's probably worried about getting up early for school. *snort*

I am not amused.

 

...but that outfit IS amusing.

Let's see what she looks like after the makeover:

...and that's when they found out that Adrienne had been dipping into Arlo Bunch's gene pool.

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Ok. Totally J/K before you all start barfing and blame me for causing you to barf and ruin your computers.

I'd like to introduce you to the most BEYOOOTEEFUL born-into-game sim that *I* have ever had:

She's just perfect!! I totally love her. Luckily for her, she rolled the "Hopeless Romantic" trait. So she does have SOME redeeming qualities, and won't be doomed to a life of playing chess and reading books.

Her grand total is now:

Clumsy
Genius
Bookworm
Hopeless Romantic

I just wish she would fall over more things so I could laugh. I've yet to see her trip over anything, and that's not fair.

Sometime, in the middle of the night...(as usual)

Adrienne woke up to a strange feeling. So apparently, she just decided to stand there in her undies and pick lint out of her belly button. *shrugs*

Anyways, guess what the strange feeling was?

Shayna Braxton. Aww...isn't she sweet? She looks exactly like every sim baby ever born.

She is "evil" and "excitable." That means not only is she fiendishly delighted when you are dying of starvation, she's excited about it, too.

Upon her arrival at home, Adrienne realized she hadn't really taken much notice of her daughters since their birthday.

Yep. You're actually seeing that. Adrienne is talking about someone OTHER than herself. This is big. See, Adrienne here has noticed that Heidi is pretty. (Not as beautiful as herself, y'know, but who is?)  Adrienne has realized that she's not getting any younger, and being the mega-self-absorbed snob that she is...she wants to make sure that the family doesn't go to shit looks wise.

So...here you see...Adrienne is passing the torch. She has considered all of the things that are necessary to run such a household...and it all comes down to ONE major important thing.

Looks and cute babies.

Heidi is the prettiest, and therefore the most likely to have the cutest babies. She's also half-Egyptian so HUGE plus there with the whole dark complexion thing.

Plus, she's smart!! She plays chess!! (Just throwin' that out there so the whole thing doesn't seem superficial, y'know. ;-) )

So...when it comes to the end of the road for Adrienne (*sniff*), Heidi will inherit the newly expanded house:

 

She will also get the family funds (*snicker*) and effective now, she inherits the "snob" trait.

(Something I decided is important for all future generations...just a little thing I added off the top of my head)

So, per my own personal rule book, that means that I get to exchange a trait of my choosing for the inherited one.

Bye, bye bookworm. Hell-o mirror hog.

Snob love. Ain't it sweet?

To celebrate the events of the last few days, the teens took a night out to go to the local dance club. (which I'm not sure I ever named. I'm such a slacker.)

 

 Jenna and Dallas started chatting up some of the fellow partiers:

(Parker Langerak and Sandi French, if memory serves me)

Heidi didn't find anyone suitable for her pretty new self...so she dances alone:

 

There's gotta be something unlawful about this. It just looks wrong to me. Oh, it's "juice." Riiiight.

I got so caught up in letting them have a good time:

That I totally forgot the time. *eek*

Damn it. The freakin' po-po again. I'm a terrible sim player. This is the second time in this legacy that my kids have gotten picked up by the authorities. Social services is gonna come for them.

Heidi being the little goody-two-shoes she is, took off running, in an attempt to get away before she was caught.

...no such luck, sweetheart.

This whole situation is just driving Adrienne bananas.

B-A-N-A-N-A-S!!

Adrienne wasn't as harsh with Heidi as she was with Dallas, but that could be because she had to good sense to at least look ashamed when she hopped out of the cop car, and not walk across the yard like she was the gosh-darned king of the world.

There were bigger fish to fry, though.

I do apologize for not having pics of what happened next, but I honestly just trying to figure out what the HELL was going on.

Apparently, the game just didn't know how to handle picking up three kids at once. The cop brought Heidi home, and I kept waiting on Dallas and Jenna to show up. Dallas eventually strolled in.

But Jenna?

Her stupid coward trait had kicked in and she was standing around in the middle of nowhere being "scared of the dark."

...she wouldn't move. I had to send Adrienne after her.

Now, I am not real fond of "the dark" myself.

However.

I assure you that I will not just stand around and wait for the darkness to eat me. Hell no. I'm gonna high-tail it outta there and get OUT of the dark. Not stand around and chew my fingernails like a dumbass.

*rolls eyes*

Anyways...the drama queen made it home, safe and sound:

Oh, please. Don't give *me* that snooty look, miss. Two minutes ago, you were standing around outside in a puddle of your own piss.

"Scared of the dark" my eye.

;-)

And this is where the chapter ends.

See...I was way ahead of myself with pictures. I played the game for awhile, going back and forth on trying my hand at writing a legacy. So, in order to catch up, I hadn't played with my legacy family in awhile. Just the other day, I started again, because I was down to the last of my pictures.

Things were going okay, but then yesterday happened. I couldn't get the game to play for more than 30 minutes without crashing. I tried another saved game of mine, and it played fine for over two hours.

I was very upset.

On the bright side, however, I had a copy of the Braxtons saved in my family bin, at almost exactly this point.

I considered giving up. Starting over would mean losing two more children (a set of twins) that Adrienne and Youssef tried for (on their own, I might add) and all of the progress that I had made with the other kids.

So what does this mean for my story?

Nothing, really. Other than the two kids that no one knew existed, anyways.

Starting over, I decided to put them somewhere a little different. (In an effort to cheer myself up)

Braxtons...

 

...meet Bridgeport.