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The French Legacy (ISBI), Gen 2.1
Previously on...
| 1.0 |
| 2.0 |
Warnings/bonuses: foul language and delinquent teenagers; possibly inappropriate/offensive use of the word 'gay' and/or 'emo', and plenty of crude nicknames
Sacha: Nice BLACK pajamas, emo-face. Are they meant to match you soul or something?
Giselle: *is completely taken aback, having forgot that they spent their
whole childhood fighting, I guess*
If you thought this legacy would start out with Sacha and Giselle declaring a
truce, you were wrong.
Giselle: For what you have done, you will die. No one calls me EMO
FACE and gets away with it, gay-face.
Sacha: My face is not gay! DX
Sacha: Hey emo-face! You've got some more black on your shirt!
Sacha: *nervous smile* OMG did I go too far?
Yes, you did.
Mmmm...the back of Giselle's hand - it's what's for breakfast!
Sacha: D8 I'm innocent! You guys know that, right? OMG she's just
TOO sensitive, you know? It's like if you look at her wrong she gets some
kind of rash...
Giselle: You can't break the fourth wall and get away with it, bitch - that's cheating! *cracks knuckles*
Giselle: I LIKE YOU MOST WHEN I HATE YOU MOST. *plusplus*
It makes no sense, but it's true.
Sienna: Girls! Girls!
I'm pretty sure they can't hear you over the hissing and gnashing.
Sacha: HA! Now that I've beat it, your ass can be emo, too!
Sienna: Honey, that was so impressive....
Giselle: I am not emo, and neither is my ass. :(
Giselle: I can't wait until I'm a grown up, like Dad is. He's so
together and in control. Why can't I be like that?
Because you're not the TH. But maybe someday, bb, maybe someday.
Speaking of Dad....woohoo! Lookin' good, Christophe! And you finally get
to shed the uniform o' flair!
Giselle: Wahhhh... I can't sleep, I'm too saaaaad!
Giselle: Hi guys! Want some gum? What flavor? Spearmint, or fruit?
Giselle: Thanks a lot, asshole. That was my LAST piece of gum.
Giselle: *grumble* Fuckin' gum-chewing gum-whores.
So. We now know that Giselle is still rife with mood swings.
Only one thing can heal Giselle's pain, and that's the pain of her twin sister.
Only she lost.
But not one to be intimidated, she immediately jumped Sacha again...
And lost. Again.
BTW, hope you guys like fights, because there's going to be a LOT of them in
this update.
Sacha: Yeah, okay, seriously, why does she even try? I eat pieces of emo
like her for BREAKFAST.
Sacha: Hey, Giselle, Mister Bear says that you're so ugly, handcuffs would
refuse to cuff you!
Sacha: ...and paint would refuse to paint you! HA-HA. Oh come on, don't
be that way...it was MISTER BEAR who said those mean things, not me!
Sacha: Holy shit I'm hungry OMG I could really go for a hot bowl
of soup or one of those giant turkey drumsticks that fat Kings feasted on
during the Renaissance times MMMmmmmm.
Sacha: Didn't you hear me? I'm hungry! Get in my mouth now, food!
Sorry, but you're own your own, kid. But here's a hint: there's a fridge right behind you.
Sacha: Naw, that's okay... I'd rather beat on Giselle, anyway.
Sacha: I NEED TO PEE. GET OUT NOW. *slapslapslap*
Giselle didn't get out fast enough, apparently.
But not having a full bladder gives her a big advantage, and she wins the
first fight of her teen years. What an accomplishment!
(P.S. everyone...start the slow clap NOW)
Giselle: Hey Mom, Mister Bear says that you're so ugly, film would refuse
to film you!
Sacha: Plagiarizing bitch... I'm outtie.
Sacha: ...and money would refuse to be spent by you!
Sienna: Gosh, that Mister bear is mean.
It's 2 in the morning, but there's never a BAD time to serve macaroni and cheese
to the whole family, right?
Sacha: You can say that again! *omnomnom*
Don't you kids ever sleep? By this time is was almost 4 in the morning on
a school night.
Sacha: How can you expect me to sleep in a bed with that woman!?
Sacha: I mean, roaches runneth from her vagina!
Sacha hasn't forgotten the roach influenza of update 2.0.
Oooh, my first chance card of this legacy!
I flipped a coin. It paid off, but not as big as I had hoped.
Still, it was enough to buy them some wallpaper, finally.
Giselle: Hey Sacha, did you get the wake-up call this morning?
Sacha: Huh? What wake-up call?
Giselle: THIS ONE! *pounce*
Sorry Giselle, but someone already had their Wheaties this morning.
Sacha: MY BEAUTY SLEEP. IT IS RUINED NOW.
She's not kidding. Look at that warped profile!
Giselle: Wahhhh... I just want to be speciaaallll!
Sacha: No problem! I'll hit you so hard you'll have to take the
special bus to school!
Giselle: Owwwwww, now you've crippled meeeee!
Ninette: Hey guys, what's going on? Remember me?
Yeah, Ninette's still alive! She's just going about her own business, really, and
hasn't done much worth photographing!
Hey, Christophe! You look so happy!
Christophe: I am! Today at work I learned how to make demi-glace and
how to not fart on the food! Oh, and I got a promotion!
I love him. <3
Giselle: *sniff* Why should I finish my bath? A bath won't wash out the
smell of LOSER!
She kept drawing a bath, getting in, then getting out to cry.
And to cry some more. KRI MOAR!
While elsewhere, Sacha was working on her diva-hands. They're like jazz-hands,
but more contemporary and bitchy.
Sacha: Gurl, don't even TRY to tell me that "Genie In a Bottle" isn't the best
runaway pop hit of 1999! It's a TRL classic!
Sacha: Whatever, I suppose you like the band Phish, don't you, you
dirty hippie?
Ninette's not a hippie, but I don't dare correct Sacha for fear of being killed.
Cassandra Goth came home with Sienna and decided to start shit with Giselle.
Giselle: Look here, grown woman in ponytails, I take enough shit from
my sister without you adding to the pile, so get outta mah grill!
Cassandra: Even though I am an adult and a guest in your house, I will
do whatever I want! *pokepoke*
Sacha: Oooh, I think I see Giselle getting poked! *plusplus*
Giselle: No one understands me, so I will paint a picture that expresses
the deep, inner-darkness of my soul.
Okay, Giselle, it's time to just admit that you really are emo.
Zzzzaaaaap!
Sacha: Woman, you best sleep with one eye open from now on.
She really should.
Giselle: There! The tilted tiara shows that I'm a fallen princess,
and my bandaged arms are holding the rabbit, which represents my battered, tortured soul. *sigh* I just wish I had someone to share my dark vision with.
Werewolf: 'Sup gurl. Need anything?
Giselle: I like to pretend that this trash can is Sacha's face and then
KICK THE SHIT out of it.
Sacha: Hey there, Jizz-elle. If you want to kick me, kick
me to my face.
Giselle: With pleasure! How do you like it now, CROTCH-A!
Turns out that kicking trash cans is some kind of secret Mister Myagi
trick to getting better at fighting. Wax-on, wax-off.
Sacha: Waahhhhh! She called me Crotch-a and kicked my face!
Right out here in front where the neighbors can see!
At least she can prevent the neighbors from seeing the pile of trash in the yard.
Sacha: I hate Jizz-elle. She called me Crotch-a and now everyone
at school will know that my name rhymes with Crotch! Wahhhhhh!
Actually, it doesn't rhyme with crotc--
Sacha: BAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW
Sienna: So you beat your sister in a fight, huh? Good, because your
father and I were beginning to think you just didn't have it in you. :/
So supportive.
Giselle: I STILL HATE HER. NOT EVEN BEATING HER UP HAS
QUIETED THE VOICES! MUST. KICK. TRASH!!!
Giselle: Oh wow, that's messy. Better clean it up!
Giselle: Hi guys! I feel much better. Want some gum?
Nobody wants whatever crazy gum you've been chewing, girl.
Sacha: Hmmm. So Jizz-elle was thoughtful enough to make pancakes
for everyone, huh?
Sacha: I'll just get rid of these...
Wuh? Those are perfectly good pancakes.
Sacha: Jizz-elle made those pancakes! If Jizz-elle makes pancakes,
nobody will eat her pancakes! I DEMAND IT.
Sacha: Damn I'm famished...oh look here, fresh pancakes!
Yeah, I don't even know.
Sacha: DAD, get off the phone, Mister Bear has something to tell you...
Man, that bear is looking pretty raggedy ass these days.
And this is really just to show that Sacha's profile is identical to her father's.
See? :)
It's pretty sad that the most interesting thing Ninette has done so far is nearly
starve to death. :/
Though I can't really blame it on her being an idiot, when she has these
sorts of shenanigans trapping her in the bathroom.
Sacha intends to start a new winning-streak!
As soon as she could, Ninette RAN for the pot of uncooked spaghetti on the
counter. Smart girl!
Giselle: If I can't be popular then I might as well RUIN this painting!
Um, okay...but you do realize that that's your painting, right?
Giselle: Ooooooh, hungry!
Giselle: Too sad to eat. Or to use long sentences.
It looks like Ninette's running from the fight, but she was actually just glitched
for a while and ran everywhere, ha.
See? Told ya she was going to start on a new winning streak!
Giselle: I only feel safe when I'm near my Daddy.
Giselle: :( Too sad to sleep. Or to do long sentences. Again.
Giselle: I don't want to sleep in the same room as Crotch-a. I want
my Daaaaaady.
Er.... I think Giselle is regressing.
Giselle: *dashes over* NOW what did you do?
Sacha: It wasn't me. Chill, douche.
Sacha: Goddamit why'd I tell her it wasn't me? Now I can't go over
there and eat that chili without giving myself away....
Well, this was bound to happen sometime.
Specifically, at the time when I started having Christophe focus on skilling up
for job promotions instead of helping the girls with homework.
I tried to have him help Sacha, because she seemed the most upset about her
grades. But she kept interrupting to EMOTE~
Sienna: LOL, remember when roaches came out of my vagina and gave
everyone the flu?
Giselle: Yes, mother. How the hell could we forget?
WAY TO GO, Giselle! And so close to Mister Bear, too!
Christophe autonomously yelled at her! I've never had a sim do that to one
of their kids before...
She cried for so long that she missed school. Awww, poor Jizz-elle. :(
Life in the ISBI legacy is finally getting to Sienna. I have to give her props,
though: despite some rough times during her pregnancies, she's kept it together pretty well.
Sienna: But I have no money... maybe I could start charging for
sexual favors?
Giselle: *sigh* I'm in a rut. And I don't know how to get out.
And then she sauntered off to find Sacha, of course.
I LOLed forever at this picture. It looks like it could be a poster for Jaws.
Or maybe Gorillas in the Mist?
Crouching Crotch-a, Hidden Jizz-elle?
Okay, I'll stop now.
Giselle is getting her mojo back. She needs it, after pissing on the floor and all.
Sienna: *worryworry* Maybe I could sell Sacha on the black market?
Would anyone pay good money for an ornery, fiesty teenager? To use for
cock-fights, maybe?
I doubt it.
Giselle: Boom! Trash go down. :D
Giselle: And so will you, sister! .... I just can't quit you.
Seriously, where would they be without their undying hatred for each other?
Oh, burn! Now it's Giselle who's on a winning streak! Which of course means that
it's bound to end soon. They seem to be trading off on who's dominant, now.
Christophe is beginning to worry and fret, too. Mostly because I've been making
him skill instead of letting him juggle, jump on the couch, or freestyle for tips.
This is the face of a denied pleasure sim.
Some dude came home with Sienna and took a shine to young Miss pissy-pants.
Some dude: I don't know what Mister Bear meant, but I for one have some
hand-cuffs that would love to cuff you!
Giselle: Really? :D
Some dude: Actually, I'd pay pretty good money to use hand cuffs on you,
if you know what I mean...
Giselle: Okay! :D
Puffy Vest: ....Can I watch?
Puffy Vest: Mister bear, you are just too cool. I could hang out with
you for hours. *plusplus*
And he did hang out with him. For hours. It was weird.
YAY! PROMOTION!
Christophe: Yeah, yeah, whatever. Can we STOP NOW? I want to be
freeeeee and freestyle for tips and juggle shit! I don't want to keep working at
being a celebrity chef!
Sorry, but I WILL make you to perma-plat! And before you become an elder, at
that, so drink up, buddy.
You too, Sienna. (I used her adult command so that she and Christophe
stay the same age)
Good lord, Giselle. Neither of your sisters has this problem!
Giselle: But...but I'm the sensitive one!
Yeah, sensitive bladder, you mean.
Giselle: And I resent my sisters for not having bladder problems of
their own. Especially Sacha!
Giselle: Holyshit! I had a nightmare that I peed my pants and...ohwait.
Ninette: HEY I HAVE PROBLEMS TOO. LIKE, FOR INSTANCE, I AM STILL
A VIRGIN. *attacks Giselle despite the fact that they've always seemed to have a
perfectly good relationship up until now*
Sorry, Ninette. But you're messing with a seasoned pro.
Giselle: You don't look like you need that. *grabs plate*
Ninette: But...but! :(
Ninette is once again starving, and again mostly due to her family, who either
block her in the bathroom with fighting or steal her food before she can eat it.
Shyly dance your troubles away, girl....
Or, you know, have a not-so-shy tantrum.
Ninette's the only teen I've seen have a tantrum. Giselle either kicks the trash,
cries, or ruins paintings, but she never actually has tantrums.
Ninette unwisely jumped Giselle again, too. Whups.
Sacha: Oh hey there Giselle, that was pretty impressive, the way you
took out our older sister! *minusminus* If I can just get her close enough...
Sacha: *attacks*!
Giselle looks way too shocked, given the history between them.
Sacha: Oh my god NO WAY! DO-OVER!
She lost the do-over, too. I think peeing herself has made Giselle invincible!
Sacha: OMG I just kicked over the trash! That's something Jizz-elle
would do! Oh no oh no...I'm changing!
Ninette was pretty close to adulthood so I used her teen-years command to
send her off to college.
Gah, please stop serving meals at ungodly hours when no one can eat them!
It's wasteful!
.... It's still wasteful!
Uh-oh! Look who has an imaginary friend! I guess Mister Bear has been
rendered obsolete?
Giselle: UM, HELLO! My sister's invisible friend is blocking my dart-game!
Sacha: Lalalala! My hand's in the butter. It feels gooooood!
Oh dear.
Okay, Ninette, but I really don't think Giselle will care.
She cares deeply about puzzles, though. And her hatred of them, specifically.
Goth: What did puzzles ever do to you, emo-tard? Huh?
Sacha: *gasp!* How dare you insult my friend with your unnatural
hatred of puzzles!
Giselle: THAT'S IT! This time I will gouge your eyes out!
Sacha: Haha, you missed!
Man, you really can't say that one of these bitches is more badass than the other,
can you? They've both had moments where they've SHINED.
She was actually making horrible hissing noises while she made this face. It was
sort of terrifying, even for me!
Sacha: Why do I do this when it doesn't help the paaaain!?
YESSSSSS!
Now it's time to pick the next TH! But let's send the twins off to college, shall we?
Um.
UM!
D:
I forgot that they pretty much stopped going to school in favor of either
fighting or playing with the damn dart board.
I guess there goes my big plan for sending the next TH to college!
But I have an even bigger problem in that I cannot seem to choose the next TH.
I'm really torn between the twins, but I'd love some help. Please vote in my poll?
Here's their names and info (as much as I actually know, anyway)
Ninette French
Aspiration: Romance
Personality: Definitely shy and playful.
Giselle French
Aspiration: Popularity
Personality: Neither shy nor playful, but definitely crazy.
Sacha French
Aspiration: Popularity
Personality: Not shy but very playful. Also pretty whack in the head.
OH CRAP it won't actually let me post a poll so... just tell me in a comment?
Current Legacy Stats
Torch-Holders(founders/heirs): 1
Perma-Plat Sims: 1 :D
Shrink Visits: 0
Social Bunny Visits: 1
Fires: 3
Self-Wettings: 5
Pass-Outs: 4
Fights: 20
Deaths: 0
SocialWorker Visits: 0
Alien Abductions: 0
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And that werewolf, LOL!
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*has been reading your updates all day*
I had them all up and loaded in a row. Otherwise I'd still be on #1 because my internet connection died for half an hour D:
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I'm leaning more towards Giselle, I guess, but not by much.
I loved it when Giselle took the food up before Ninette could eat it. Poor Ninette. She gets no respect.
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i'm gonna have to go with giselle then. :D
amd i lol'd@the werewolf poking his head through the door.:)
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