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Warnings: foul language, sim-sex, and character death

Miss Pam is a pretty attentive Mama.

Little Foxy never had one rotten-milk feeding or any naps on a stone-cold floor.

Something tells me that having children has diminished the ~spark~ in Miss
Pam and Marcus' relationship.

And Marcus' ex-wife, Emmeline, continue to kick the garbage bin over every day, which
leads to an infestation of roaches.

How is tagging them with neon green spray paint going to help?

MOTHERFUCKIN' ROACHES!
Okay, I take issue to this - since when do roaches give you the flu? New Yorkers bed
down with them every night and they don't seem any worse for it.
Luckily, I had her sit and read and she was better in a few hours. Fastest flu ever.

Miss Pam: So you know you have to knock me up again, right?

Marcus: *glare* How do you expect me to enjoy this grilled cheddar
on sourdough now?

Marcus: Oh hai, does this mean we get to do the sex again? Count me in!

SHOO.

Marcus: Oh hi doggie, please give me the animal-like prowess to knock up
my wife.

That's not a doggie.

Knowledge sims are inspired by the oddest things.

Why did you get fired? What kind of clever knowledge sim are you?

Hmmm, Marcus is depressed and dancing, and Miss Pam is stinky and dancing.
This is not your usual episode of "Dancing with the Stars," that's for sure.

Time for Foxy to become a toddler!

She grows up into some long, impossible blond hair. But she immediately
went over the stereo and began dancing autonomously. Already competing for a place
in my heart as heir, I see.

So I made her over into a giant teddy bear. Nawwww...this picture is cute!

And so is Foxy. She's got her Mama's sharp cheekbones, but that's okay.

Message to Marcus' sim-sperm: mission accomplished!

Miss Pam continues to fuel her pregnancies with hungry-man dinners, despite
having like 5 cooking points by now.

Miss Pam: Say Mama... Say Motherfuckin' Mama!

What the hell, NO! Go rob someone who actually has money, dickhole!

Oh, like easels are in high demand on the criminal circuit. Get lost!

And he had to take the bookcase too, of course.

Good job keeping up with the sweet dreams while your curtains are stolen, Marcus.

The cop should just let Miss Pam handle this. You know she could take him.

Marcus: Not my easel! WHHHYYYYY, why didn't you take my child instead?!?

Notice the change in Marcus' skintone? Seeing it on a toddler made me realize just
how ghoulish it really was, so I deleted it. The replacement is much nicer.

Not long after the robbery, Miss Pam gives birth to spawn #2.

It's another girl! Miss Pam's hair and eyes and Marcus' skin. Her name is
Cleopatra, after Cleopatra Jones.

Unfortunately, I realized too late that it's Tamara Dobson in Clepoatra Jones
and not Pam Grier, but oh well.

Miss Pam is done pushing out babies, so what's she gonna do next?
STRUT!

It would appear that she also plans to sit on her ass, too. She does this
a lot between the bouts of forced skilling I put her through.

You guys... starting at the charism bunny isn't going to amount to much when Foxy is
asleep in her crib instead of playing with it. This was a really weird moment,
actually, and they didn't stop doing it until I canceled it in their queue.

Speaking of Foxy...she ages up into an outfit that screams "business" on the bottom
and "party" on the top.

Cute!!!
My only regret is that she has Miss Pam's long eyelashes. I swear I don't remember
giving Miss Pam those eyelashes to begin with, but now they're probably gonna haunt
me throughout the whole legacy. DOOM.

Not just cute, but obsessively tidy. She takes the trash out like five times
a day.

Foxy: I wonder what Mama was like before she became a toiling housewife?

You're too young to know, child.

Foxy: Daddy-daddy-daddy! Daddy!

Foxy runs out to greet her father whenever he returns from his crappy gaming job.

And here we have a Foxy in the wild. (She was gardening autonomously. I love
this kid!)

She also brings in the paper and reads it every night. She's basically
like a little adult.

Marcus is a pretty endearing father. This is the first sim parent I've had to
do an autonomous tuck in.

But then he had to go and ruin it by being a creeper. Looks like he's still got
some of his old child-catcher ways lurking on the inside.

Marcus: What? I'm just 'relaxing' next to my daughter.
Foxy: Oh my god, Dad, gtfo!

Thereafter, Marcus' relationship with Foxy is a little...different.

Foxy: Woohoo is so cool. I can't wait for me to have some woohoo!
Marcus: *aspiration maxes out*

Time for Cleo to toddlerize! Marcus does the honors again, with Pam absentia
once more.

More unrealistic toddler hair. Cleo looks a lot like Foxy, though, with perhaps even
sharper cheekbones.

Here she is with a little maxis' fro. Hair for ethnic children is hard to come by,
which is why Foxy wore a bear hat instead of hair. Can't say I'm crazy 'bout
the fro but ehhh, whatever.

Foxy: Hey hey hey Mom, what do you think of lady bugs?
Miss Pam: Forget that shit, girl.
Foxy: *aspiration plummets due to 'bad conversation'*

Miss Pam really only talks about things related to her past life as an ass-kicker
of dope-pushers and street scum. She would like her heir to learn the
value of vigilantism and ass-kicking, but how is that possible in
rural Strangetown?

Trying to talk Foxy into a future of ass-kicking doesn't seem to get the message across.

Foxy: No way, Mom. I don't wanna battle street scum. I'll end up in prison
just like you did in Black Mama, White Mama!

Foxy may be unconvinced, but Miss Pam is never without a plan.

And look, it's Emmeline! Which means it's time for Miss Pam to put her plan into
action.

Miss Pam: Bitch, I think you should do my gardening.

Emmeline was highly influencable and did a pretty good job of weeding out the
dead plants.

Emmeline: This feels a little weird. Don't I usually kick over the trash
when I'm at this house, instead of carrying it around?

Emmeline: *drops trash on ground*
Miss Pam: Oh no you did not! *struts over with evil intent*

Realizing she's made a terrible mistake by now, Emmeline begins to freak out.

REALLY freak out.

Emmeline: I can't feel my pulse. Is it just because I'm wearing
really thick mittens? In the middle of the desert, no less? *dies*

Miss Pam: Yeah, and that's the last time you mess with my motherfuckin' trash.

Man, I was bummed that I left the walls down for this shot. It would have been
a great teaser pic.

Any guilt Miss Pam feels is easily washed away by a hot bubble bath.
She figures there's little difference between ridding the ghetto of street
scum and ridding small town USA of trash-can kickers.

Not long after Emmeline's demise, Cleo enters childhood.

Her mouth and nose are a little different than Foxy's, but the two sisters share
the eyelashes of doom. She's still super cute.

Miss Pam's demonstration of old school street justice on Emmeline must have made
an impact, because the girls are soon creating violent scenes of their own.

Foxy, in particular, now understands the call of the sirens. But only time will
tell whether she or Cleo are suited to carry out Pam's legacy of kick-assedry.

That's it for now, though I took a crapload of screenshots over the weekend and
should have another update soon. Thanks to everyone who commented on my first post!
I would have commented individually, but I got swamped and then it felt lame to comment
like a week later. :/ But yes, thank you for reading!