Of Dudes and Dames - an UnBeautiful Legacy Story - Generation Two Episode One Now Up!
~*Jax*~:
With the Daddy-Dude being on vacation, he's a happy Dude. Happy enough that the simolean trees give lots of cash!
He's able to watch his stories about pork chops...
And finally, it's time for the green Heir-Dame to become a contributing member of the family.
The wife-dame brought a friend home from work - yet another dame dammit - and without the Dudes there to help them figure out what to do, they stand around waiting.
Silly dames.
The Dudes show up and the change is about to happen.
BiBi: I wish for ... *cough* WORLD DOMINATION!
Chris: what??!!?
BiBi: Something doesn't feel right ... *twitch*
OMG! She got her eyes back! WOOT!
And, BiBi, what hideous clothes you're wearing!
>.< gack
Yet, she's proud.
o.O
... maybe not.
Yes, CreeJer, we all agree.
BiBi's Bonkers
Thankfully, the doc still makes house calls ...
"Tell me about your Mother ..."
"I don't have a Mother"
"Oh. That can't be good."
With BiBi now working nights, and Kerie helping the Dee Dee Dame and Teen Dude with their homework, I decide to check out the fresh meat ... er ... dame friend in the kitchen.
After she tells me that she wants to be a matchmaker, Wendy scares her out of the house, never to be seen again.
Wendy then promptly heads to the mausoleum.
... to harass Goopy.
o.O
Ok, my Sims are odd..
What the hell are they doing in there? Ghostly WooHoo?
Wait.
I don't want to know.
erm ... she seems happier ...
*facepalm*
Apparently she's still mad that Chris sold the bed.
The next morning, I convince the wife-dame to make me pancakes, even though I had some in the middle of the night. Wife-dame still doesn't know. *grin*
Teen Dude and Dee Dee Dame go to school. Odd, Creejer can't see over the steering wheel that well...
and I ignore the helicopter that wants to take me to that job ... I'm on vacation dudes!!!
I admire the Heir Dame's new clothes. Hrmm.. they look familiar somehow...
After her makeover, she decides to take off for a bit. That dame is truly bizarre. She mentioned something about sperm count and entrapment.
Oh I see. She's dating Jonathan!
GO BIBI GO
They share a first kiss ...
Then promptly bean each other with pillows. I don't think I will ever understand young people.
That profile on Jonthan is just .... wow ... so perfectly flat!
*swoon*
They had a dream date, so later on that day, Jonathan leaves the Heir Dame some flowers.
She's got him hook line and sinker.
And here is Marissa. Ya know, the dame that beat up wimpy-dude?
She's still pissy about that fight.
Wow, dames can sure hold a grudge!!
Jonathan loved the date so much, he gave over that electro dance-a-ma-jig over there.
And CreeJer works on the studly body.
While I teach the Dee Dee Dame the rules about Dude Care.
Hm. This is good. She's a quick study.
BiBi and Jonathan get hot and heavy in the Love Tub.
Ah, the Love Tub. Seen many a great night in that ...
Oh my god! He's biting her!
No ... I think that's a kiss ...
They Whoo Hoo'd for the first time after that, and BiBi had a smile for hours on her face ...
She decided to help the Dee Dee Dame get into shape.
Then as CreeJer went to work, we all got together for a family jam.
Kerie came home from the political office, where she now works after losing her job in space, and danced for me.
Shake that money maker, wife!
I went to go sit down, I was feeling a little faint...
There's a cold wind at my back. A familiar presence. A scent I can't quite place.
All I know, is I'm tired. My bones ache. Age is creeping up on me.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see a familiar hood.
Ah, it's you. It's been a while.
In my mind, I hear grass skirts rustling.
Death: I have a request for you. It's time. Finally.
Death: You have lived for 79 days. It's long enough. Too long in some cases.
Death: Your reign of terror in Ishkibibblapalooza is over.
The sounds of grass skirts echo in my mind.
There are gasps and soft crying in there too.
But, they are behind me now ... I can barely hear them.
Death: You are taking this rather well. Your Dude is waiting for you. He's stayed behind to be near you.
Chris: It's just the dames here now. My Teen Dude won't know.
Death: It's too late for him now. It's time to go. You can feel it can't you?
Death: Here's your suitcase, your drink, your suitcase and your room key.
Death: Alright, we're set to go.
Chris: Goopy? Is that you?
Chris: Goopy, I'm coming home. I missed you.
Verly:
awwww... bye bye Chris. On to generation 2.
caffeinated.joy:
:crybaby:
Lilwen:
Sad but for some reason funny
hotrod50s:
i thought chris's time was close.what was funny was him asking if that was goopy lol.now for the next generation
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