The Schadenfreude Legacy 1.6

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Riskacy:  Having the founder and heirs marry (or breed with) the first adult Sim of the opposite (or same) gender that walks onto the lot.


NSFW:  Nudity and Sexual Situations

Marie Schadenfreude has been dead for about one week.  It is now time for Hans to take another mate.  However, since Marie’s death…

Baby Blasa has aged up to a toddler.

Armin is still dealing with the loss of his mother and takes his hurt and anger out on the plants in the flower bed.

The girls seem to be doing just fine and spend their days skillbuilding together.

Hans is working on skillbuilding as well.  He needs to get promoted in order to earn the remaining §7,000 needed to move into a bigger home.

~*~

This is surprising since she was unfortunate enough to witness Death take her mother away.  I was sure she would be scarred for life behind that.

~*~

The first female to set foot on Hans’ lot while he was home just happened to be the Nanny, Kendal Lawson.  However, there is no way things could workout like this.

So, Kendal was aged back to the Adult Life Stage, and WOW!!

Did I break the ISBI legacy rules?  Probably.  Do I care?  Nope.

In front of the garbage and everybody, they hit it off quite well.

Hitting it off with Kendal was not enough for Hans.  He was later flirting with a VERY pregnant AND married, Cassandra Lothario whom he brought home with him from work.

Ada:  Daddy, is this our new mommy?

Kendal paid the flirting no mind as she was still in Nanny mode and busied herself with taking care of Blasa.

Kendal:  Hans, I wouldn’t mind bearing your children.

So, they get right to it!

After moving in the next morning, the first thing Kendal does is get on the computer to chat it up with some Pleasantview dudes.

~*~

Armin is a knowledgeable Aries that finds Formal Wear and potential partners that are good at cleaning to be attractive.  He despises red hair.  He is bi-sexual.

~*~

+1 for Food Naps!

+1 for Pass Outs!  She was so close, too.  Just a few more steps and she would have made it to the bed.

Kendal:  Urgh!!  Girls just want to have fun!  Curse you, SimGod!!  Why won’t you let me have fun?!

Armin has fun by watching his sister dream about him as she sleeps.  He’s a very doting brother.

~*~

The house is in a serious state of neglect.  The toilet is so disgusting that one could probably catch a staph infection just from standing next to it.

~*~

Pop!

~*~

The afterlife has turned Marie into a bitch of a ghost!  She scared her own son so badly that he wet himself.

+1 for self wetting!

~*~

The bamboo trees were struck by lightning and set ablaze.  Not a single household member came out to see what was going on.

A few hours later…

When Hans finally woke up, he called the Fire Department.

So, what does Hans do after receiving these instructions from the Firefighter?

He goes and stands right in the middle of the fire, because……….why not?

I seriously thought that Hans was going to be a goner and this legacy would be over.

Thankfully, the second Firefighter comes and shoves the hose of the fire extinguisher up Hans’ ass!

That’s all you have to say?!

~*~

Things returned to normal after the fire.  Well, if cracking your adorable little sister’s skull with a softball is considered normal…..then…..yeah.

~*~

Hans ties the knot for a second time.

Immediately after the vows, Kendal goes into worry mode over money.

Welcome to the family, Kendal!  Please try not to die!!

~*~

Unable to afford a honeymoon, Hans and his family return home after the ceremony.  He immediately uses his “powers of persuasion” to get some much needed elbow grease done around the house.

Armin did the yard work…

…and the Nanny took care of cleaning, starting with the Staphylococcus infected toilet.

While the others worked, Hans and Kendal christened the bed as husband and wife.

Christening ceremony completed.  Now it’s time to build those skills.  Got to get that promotion!

No one was paying attention to Ada.  She was sunburned from staying outside too long.

No one was paying attention when Blasa aged up to a child.

Blasa’s age up pissed Ada off for some reason.

~*~

The next morning, Blasa was pissed off at Ada for being pissed off about her age up.

While Hans and Kendal were watching a boxing match on TV…

…there was a real live one going on in the kids’ room.  Armin was undisturbed.  Blasa – 1/1.  Ada – 0/1.

+1 for Fights!

20 minutes later on the TV…

…20 minutes later in the kids’ room.  Blasa – 1/2.  Ada – 1/2.

+1 for Fights!

I’m sure Blasa is wishing that this bed was Ada’s face.

Meanwhile, Ada gets attention from her doting older brother.

Poor Kendal can’t shower because someone else is always there.  That’s a problem when there’s five people and only one bathroom.

Hans fulfilled his want to study Parenting AND the household got some much needed Simoleons!

~*~

Both sisters get along well with Armin.  They just do not seem to like each other.

Ada looks like she really needed that hug from her father.  I guess when you’ve had two fist fights with your sister that were only 20 minutes apart, you need all the affection you can get.

Armin looks on as the ghost of his dearly departed mother raids the fridge.

He then tucks his sister, Ada, into bed before calling it a night himself.

His doting nature when it comes to Ada borders on creepy to me.

Two hours later…

Armin:  Urgh!!  Why am I the one that has to see this?!

Kendal:  OK!  Breathe, breathe, breathe, like we were taught in Lamaze class.  Hee Hee Hoo.  Hee Hee Hoo.  Hee Hee Hoo.

Baby boy, Bach is born!

He is the cutest baby ever born in Pleasantview!  I’m totally biased.  I know.

To officially welcome baby Bach into the family, Ada and Blasa hold a slugfest right next to his crib.  Blasa – 2/3.  Ada – 1/3.

+1 for Fights!

For good measure, they hold another slugfest just a few minutes later.  Blasa – 3/4.  Ada – 1/4.

+1 for Fights!

Welcome to jungle, Bach!

Torch Holders: 1
Perma Platinum Sims: 0
Shrink Visits: 0
Social Worker Visits: 0
Accidental Deaths: 1
Resurrections: 0
Fights: 4
Bladder Accidents: 3
Top of Career: 0
Pass Outs: 2
Food Naps: 3

To be continued…

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Colorful – Episode 5

Previously:  Hope


 

A nervous Rowe stood in front of her bedroom mirror, her mind flooded with thoughts.

“What if he just takes one look at me and cancels the interview? What if he’s rude?”

“He needs someone to take care of his children. Not child, but children! I’ve never dealt with children. I bet that’s going to be a problem for him.”

“Can I deal with children? Wait. There’s nothing in my resume that indicates experience working with children. Why would he still want to meet with me?”

“Well, good luck, Rowe.”  She said to herself while taking one last look in the mirror.

“I’m leaving, Hayes!” Rowe yelled as she walked past her brother’s bedroom door.

Inside the room, Hayes was sound asleep.  He did not wake up to respond, and Rowe was not expecting him to.

~*~

Rowe stood in front of Demetre Pritchard’s home.  It was not what she expected.  His home was nice.  Very nice.  However, Rowe was expecting something obnoxiously grand. Demetre Pritchard, after all, was the wealthiest man in Colorful, or one of them, at least.  Her curiosity about Demetre Pritchard, the man, not the employer, was piqued.

Rowe made her way to the front door and gave it a knock.  A few seconds later, the door was opened and Rowe was greeted by a very distinguished-looking older gentleman.

“Ms. Smith?” he inquired.

Miss Smith.” she responded.

“I’m Demetre Pritchard.  Welcome to my home.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Pritchard.”  Rowe said as they shook hands.

“Just Demetre is fine.  My office is right this way.”  He directed.

“I’m home alone at the moment.  My children are at school, so I’ve got to play the host all by my lonesome.”  Demetre said as he walked with Rowe to his office.

“Please, have a seat, Miss Smith.”

Demetre’s office was massive, yet warm and inviting.  There was his desk, of course; a table for working, or meals perhaps.  There was also a sitting area.  Rowe loved the amount of natural light his office captured.

“Would you like some coffee?  I made it myself and it’s not too bad.”

Rowe sort of smiled at Demetre’s offer.  

“No.  Thank you so much for offering, though.”

Rowe was a bit caught off guard by Demetre’s kindness.  She was expecting to be in the presence of a mean snob with a major superiority complex, but Demetre, so far, came across as the complete opposite.

Demetre made his way to the sitting area and took a seat diagonal from Rowe.  He casually crossed his legs, leaned back, and rested his arm on the back of the sofa.

“Now then, I suppose you’re wondering why a client that’s looking for someone to be responsible for his children would ask to meet with someone who’s resume shows no indication of having that experience.”  Demetre began.

“Holy shit!  Is he psychic?”  Rowe said to herself.

“Well, the thought did cross my mind.”

“Do you like children, Miss Smith?”

“Please, call me Rowe.  It’s only fair since you’ve dropped the formalities.”

“Understood.”

“To answer your question, I can’t rightly say if I do or not as I haven’t had the opportunity to deal with children on a regular basis.  But, just like with adults, it all comes down to personality, right?  That’s what actually determines how well one gets along with others, don’t you think?”

When she looked at Demetre, he had a smile on his face.

“Rowe?” Demetre called inquisitively.

“Yes?”  Rowe answered and asked at the same time.

“Our lives have been somewhat dysfunctional since my wife passed away last year.”  Demetre began.

“I’m sorry for your loss, Demetre.”

“Thank you, Rowe.”  He started.  “What I want … what I need is someone that can bring a little sunshine back into this house.  Working as my personal assistant IS in the job description, but more than anything, I need someone that can liven things up around here.”

“I wanted to meet with you because your employment with Assistance Resources, Inc. shows tremendous stability.  I noticed that several of your assignments were extended on multiple occasions due to your exemplary work performance.  You have never asked to end an assignment early.  You’ve seen every assignment through to the very end.”

“I need someone that’s not going to bail on us and based on your resume, you fit that criteria.”

“Thank you for sharing that with me, Demetre.  I spent all morning wondering what the reason or reasons for your request to interview me were.  But … I don’t think I’m the one–”

Demetre cut her off.  “You are the one, Rowe.  I’ve looked into your eyes.  Your eyes are very earnest.  My gut tells me that you are the one that can handle this job.”

“Umm…  Demetre, I can’t–”

“Please, Rowe.  You are the only candidate that Assistance Resources has sent that I feel sure about.”  Demetre seemed almost desperate.

Rowe felt something weird wash over her.  The weirdness wasn’t uncomfortable, but it wasn’t good either.  Could it be that she thought Demetre was asking too much of her – too much of anyone?  Could it be that she wasn’t as capable as she seemed?  What was this feeling?

Demetre broke Rowe’s train of thought.

“How about this?  Why don’t you stay for a weekend?  Consider it a working interview.  You can meet my children and we can go over my expectations for you as my personal assistant.”

“Uh…” was all Rowe could manage to mutter.

“Just give it some thought.”  Demetre stood up.  “I’ll contact Ms. McNamara and give her some dates so the two of you can coordinate–”  Demetre stopped himself and looked at Rowe.  “Well, that’s if you accept the offer, of course.”

“Accept the offer?”  Rowe was out of it.

“Yes.  I’ll be presenting an offer to Ms. McNamara.”  Demetre paused.  “Would you like to accompany me for lunch?”

“Lunch?”  Things were moving at a pace much faster than Rowe could follow.  This was a very unexpected turn of events.  “Ah … no … if there’s nothing else, I should probably get going.”

“I see.”  Demetre sounded rather disappointed.  “Well, thank you so much for giving me your time.”

“Thank you for expressing an interest in me as a candidate.”

“I’ll make sure that Ms. McNamara gets in touch with you.  Let me see you out.”

Demetre and Rowe leave his office and walk towards the front door.  When they arrive at the door, Rowe turns to Demetre.

“It was a pleasure meeting you, Demetre.”

“Likewise, Rowe.  See you soon.”

To be continued…

Growing Up Goth – Prequel


NSFW:  Nudity & Sexual Situations

Author’s Note: This is just a boring, brief, picture heavy prequel. Their stories will begin in the next update.

It is a gorgeous day in Pleasantview.  The perfect day for a wedding.

Yes!  Cassandra Goth’s patience has paid off.  Don Lothario has finally stopped running away at high speeds, and decided to do the honorable thing.

Yeah, you can tell by the red glow of the rings above Don’s head that this is a really bad idea.  He’s actually looking directly at Nina Caliente.

But that’s not all…

Mortimer Goth made sure to get his money’s worth out of the wedding planning and decorations.  He and Dina Caliente also tied the knot that day.

That’s Mortimer’s loyal Servo Benjamin looking on from the left.

Michael Batchelor left her penniless and in a shitty condo.

Don is now a resident in the Goth home.  He and Cassandra could not begin their post-nuptials celebration because dear Alexander was using their bed as a trampoline.

Things weren’t faring any better in the master bedroom.  Dina was absolutely horrified by the sight of Mortimer’s saggy, old man body.

Her lust for serious financial security helped conquer her horror.

Things were also going well for Don and Cassandra.

Things were going so well for both couples, as a matter of fact, that Cassandra and Dina got pregnant that night.

Mortimer worked in a round two for good measure.

In order to keep Alexander from begging to come along, the newlyweds left for their honeymoon at Takemizu Village in the wee hours of the morning.

They arrived at Takemizu Village Resort and couldn’t wait to check into their hotel rooms.

Dina, one does not kickstart their honeymoon by crawling to the toilet to throw up.

Now that’s how you kickstart a honeymoon!

Don and Cassandra didn’t kickstart anything except sleep.

For some reason, Mortimer came and slept on the couch in their hotel room.

I guess he’s not quite ready to let his daughter go yet.

That’s Don and Cassandra lighting sparks of love in the sauna.

It’s late at night and Mortimer is offering to tell a little girl her fortune.

What?  Why?

Don’s been in the sauna too long.

I honestly forgot he was in there!

Mortimer wanted to learn how to teleport, but the Ninja felt that he wasn’t worthy.  Poor Mortimer was left on the sidewalk feeling some kind of way.

Three of the honeymooners thought it would be fun to dress up like the locals.  Mortimer wasn’t going out like that.

But, he did update his look a little bit to keep up with the young’uns.

Father – Daughter Dance Off

Mortimer and Dina make the most of the time they have before check out.

Apparently, Cassandra had a VERY good time!

To be continued…

 

Colorful – Episode 4, Part 3/3


NSFW:  Nudity & Masturbation

Previously:  After taking a bit of time to think about Galen’s request, Donella agreed to become his roommate.  She, however, had a request of her own.

Now, it’s moving day.  Outside is sunny and the sound of birds chirping fills the air.

“Put that box down right there.”  The moving team leader instructed.  “We should go ahead and bring the large items in first.”

“Hmm…  I should plant some vegetables here.”  Donella said to herself.  “Cucumbers and tomatoes, maybe?”

“We’re all done, ma’am.”  The team leader said.

“Thank you so much for your services.”  Donella said.  “I’ll receive the bill in the mail, right?”

“Yes, ma’am.  Bye now.”

While Donella was unpacking the small items in her room, she heard Galen’s car pulling up.

“I should probably greet him.”

“Welcome home.”

“Thanks.”

“I picked up a few things from the market.  I also got some wine.”

“I think relaxing with a couple of glasses of wine is the best way to celebrate a successful move.”  Galen continued as he put the items in the fridge.

“Sounds good.”  Donella said.

“Hahahahahaha!!!  Either I’ve had WAAAAAY too many glasses of wine, or that really is the funniest thing I’ve ever heard!”  Donella choked out through fits of laughter.

“Probably a combination of both.”  Galen returned.

“Donella.  I know it’s your first day here, but remember my request?”

“Yeah.”

“W-Would it be too much to ask if we c-could do it t-today?”

“Nah.  No problem.”  In her mind, Donella was thinking, “I can’t say no when he looks at me with a face like that.”

“Thank you.  Then, I’ll go take a shower.”  Galen said as he headed to the bathroom.

“So, is there anything particular I should do?”

“Just remain seated over there…”

Thirty minutes later…

“Ah!  I’m coming!!”

“My god!”  Donella exclaimed.

“Exactly how often are you going to want to do that?”  Donella asked.

“Well, I couldn’t ask for more than once a week.”  Galen gently replied.

“OK.  Today is Tuesday, and it’s 9PM.  So again, next Tuesday at 9PM?”

“Yes, please.”

Donella sat in the living room alone, dazed.  She was feeling some kind of way.  If someone were to ask her to put words to her emotions, there was no way she would be able to do it.

End of Episode 4

Colorful – Episode 4, Part 2/3


Previously:  Donella Keohane met homeowner and roommate seeker, Galen Veeravalli.  Donella was pleased with the house and the neighborhood.  Galen seemed like a nice enough guy, but he had a rather unusual request.

“Ah.  Umm…  I don’t think I’m quite following you here…”

“T-To be more precise, I’d want you to be naked as well…”

“I’m sorry.  If you can’t do it, it really is fine.  I’ll just continue to search for someone who will listen to my request.”

“Well, you’ve really surprised me.”

“Just to make sure – we’re not talking about sex, right?”

“NO!  I could never!”  Galen was horrified at the thought.

“Never?”

“No.  And I wouldn’t touch.  I wouldn’t want you to touch me either.”  Galen takes a deep breath.  ”I just wanted to make my feelings clear.”  He assured.

“So, just looking?  And naked?”

“Yes.”

“Wait.  Let me think about this.”  Donella said.

Outside, Donella’s gears were turning.  “§400 a month.  It’s §400 a month.”  She began.  “I could last two years on what I have in the bank alone.”

The internal dialogue continued for a few more minutes.  “There’s no way in hell I’d find a place as great as this for §400 anywhere else.”  She thought even harder.  “He did say it didn’t involve having sex.”

“I’ve decided!  I’ll do it!!  I’ll live here!!!”

“§400 and you pick up the utilities!”

“And you have to keep your promise.  Just looking.  And no trying to find out my personal circumstances.”

“Understood.”

To be continued…