Of Dudes and Dames - an UnBeautiful Legacy Story - Generation Two Episode One Now Up!

[starlucid]

Inri love this gives me a reason to smile while I try to fix my own game which is on life support!  ready for reinstall at any moment.

[~*Jax*~]

Wow ... thanks starlucid!  *blush*
 
You guys sure make me glad I posted this here.
 
:grouphug:

[The Mule]

What a great use for the "subscribe" tool....

[~*Jax*~]

Ah, the family gathers around to talk about me. This is the life.

Explaining to the wife-dame that she makes the best pork chops in Ishkibibbapalooza. Her station is secure.

However, if she burns them ... that's it.

But for now, I sing praises for her pork chop making skills.

"Yummy yummy yummy I got pork chops in my tummy ..."

" and they make me feel so good!"

"because you are a dame, you make them so good ..."

" and I think I will keep you around!"

Feeling empowered, the wife-dame helps out the Boy in his quest for top score.

Finally, the Daddy-Dude has to show Little Dude how it's done. Ah ... a chip off the old block! *is proud*

And here is my beloved green Heir-Dame making friends with the ugliest sim in the neighborhood!

*wibble* He's hideous. I'm so very proud!

Now that I am on vacation, I can spend time with my fishy dudes.

And have midnight pork chops.

or make pancakes because I want to. The wife dame says to watch the cholesterol, so while she's sleeping, I pile on the butter. What she don't know ... can fill a football stadium. Dames. Sheesh.

However, I think she is having a wandering eye.... She mentioned trying to fix the DeeDee Dame up with a couple of people she knows...

But we all know it's the headmaster that got her panties in a knot. Now that the kids are in private school, she has to work to keep them there.

But, because she is a good dame, I let her clean my fish dude's tank.

and I still let her cook for me and my Little Dude.

Though, the green Heir-Dame gets them ready for private school.

Do all y'all remember the dude, Benjamin Long? He came by for a visit showing off his youthfulness technique.

He says it comes in the mail, but I don't know. The green Heir-Dame doesn't trust him as far as she can kicky bag him.

So we play kicky bag and ignore the wimpy dude.

We do well, but Wimpy-Dude seems to think we suck. Well ... we didn't get beat up by a dame!

The wife-dame made chilli for dinner, and Wimpy-Dude decided to stay. After all, Little Dude and his sister, the Dee Dee Dame are turning into teens today.

As the Dames clean up, Little Dude tells the Daddy Dude about his plans for world pinball domination. It's good he has goals.

and now it's time for my Little Dude to turn into Teen Dude. I'm so proud!

As you can see, Wimpy-Dude is glaring at the green Heir-Dame for being ... well ... green.

Little Dude: I wish for world pinball domination!

Teen Dude: Oh hey! Look at my muscles!

Teen Dude: Hey baby. How you doin'?

Dee Dee Dame: My turn! Teen Dude: Let me pose.

Family: Woot! BiBi: Did Creejer just fart?

Dee Dee Dame: I wish for ... Chris: A man to take care of! Dee Dee Dame: A ticket out of here!

Wow ... the dame blew the candles out all by herself! She'll be a good wife!

Damn these kids get good height!

Dee Dee Dame: Hey, not too shabby! Kerie: Oh my god .. she's normal! I'm so happy! Chris: Oh my god .. she's still a dame. Damn.

Ain't I cute?

I take the wife-dame for a slow dance to celebrate the fact that all the kids are now teens or out of the house altogether.

And the Dee Dee Dame lights the house on fire.

and of course, the family panics. Haven't you people heard of fire extinguishers?

The fire department comes and saves the family. And BiBi hits on the fireman.

Hey not too bad, green Heir-Dame! He's ugly! Go Dame Go!

I just noticed ... Dee Dee Dame can't dance. o.O

BiBi: Don't mind my sister. She doesn't need rescuing like I do. Stud. Fireman: o.O

Fireman: Ok. Yeah. Whatever. Don't set any more fires. Bye.

BiBi: What? No mouth to mouth? Fireman: I'm outta here.

Family Jam Session. Creejer is literally hiding. His family is warped.

[Verly]

Bwahahaha.  I'm feeling like total crap today, I needed a good laugh.

[Lilwen]

you are very good at story telling its so like a soap just dying to know what else happens

[caffeinated.joy]

I just love Chris to pieces. His eeevil rules.

[The Mule]

awesome!

[hotrod50s]

great update lol got to love the dialogue made me laugh

[starlucid]

Chris really needs to take the rejuvenation potion so he can keep up with all the dames! LOL!
Once all those kids are gone he can move himself and his dame into a cool condo by the beach. LOL!

[~*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