Throh! Indigo generation will be brought in by our bot-crazy, family loving inventor.
Throh: That means I get to have my own family of Plumbots someday? And maybe a nooboo or two too? Rad.
I didn’t have a favorite for heir this time around, but I’m excited that it’ll be Throh! Shout out to the runner up, Crawdaunt. Unfortunately, our little Bond villain will not be continuing the legacy, but he still has a while to go until he’s grown, so he’ll still be around to torment his family. I haven’t had much of a chance to sit down and play in a while, but hopefully I’ll be able to get a new chapter out pretty soon. Until then, Happy Simmnig and thanks so much for supporting me this far. Victory Road is in sight!
Hey everyone! Welcome at last to the Cinnabar heir poll! To preface this poll, know that whoever is chosen will be traveling to the future, and their spouse will be someone we meet there! I’ve done barely anything with ITF since I got it, knowing that I wanted to save it for the last generation of Kantos. With that in mind, choose whoever you’d most like to see adventure in Oasis Landing!
First up is Scizor, our awkward, nerdy werewolf! Her story, should you choose to follow it, will likely involve coming to terms with her lycanthropy and finding a pack of her own.
Next we have Delibird, our grumpy artist with a heart of gold. Her dreams involve getting away from her stifling family to pursue her artistic endeavors.
Foongus is our kindhearted outdoorsman with a bit of a wacky streak. While he hasn’t focused much on this during his screen time, his future will likely involve becoming a world-renowned hero.
Next up is Ariados, the flighty, slightly airheaded mermaid/ghost. For now, she’s a novelist, but she doesn’t really know what she wants. She’ll likely head wherever the wind takes her.
Throh is the family’s eccentric inventor, with a dash of genie magic. Her wish is to fill her family with the robot companions she creates.
Here we have Crawdaunt, who is classy as he is evil. While still just a child now, he dreams of one day remaking the future in his image.
Finally, we have the baby of the family. Groudon is our tomboyish vehicle enthusiast. Since she’s still a child, she’s not quite sure what her future will hold. Something tells me that motorcycles and jetpacks might be involved, though!
Now that you’ve seen your candidates, it’s time to make your choice! Who would you like to see take the reigns for the final generation of the Kanto legacy?
Hey everyone! I’m back again with another post. I thought I would have two more posts before the heir poll, but I didn’t think there was a good place to split up this batch of images, so instead I’ll just put them all in one longer post. Apologies for that, but I hope you’re all ready to vote for the Cinnabar heir!
Gus has discovered the guest house basement. It’s quite popular among visitors, but the Kantos rarely venture down here.
Serenity is still here from last time.
Serenity: Maybe if I hang around her long enough, she’ll realize we’re meant to be.
Ariados: Lol little blue hedgehog goes fast.
Scizor becomes the first member of the generation to get asked on a date!
Scizor: ~gulps~ I don’t know if this is such a good idea…
It’ll be fine.
This is Zero Hernandez. Yes, he’s the half-brother of our friend Serenity. He’s pretty cute! And also age appropriate. What do you think, Scizor?
Scizor: C…c…cute….
Zero: I don’t know if I should be flattered or weirded out with the way this hot chick is staring at me…
They already have a decent relationship from school, so we get right to flirting.
Scizor: This is pretty romantic, right? Being out under the stars together.
Zero: That’s kinda what I was going for, yeah. Glad you agree.
She shoots…
And scores!
And the first of Cinnabar generation locks in a love interest. Just in time, too. It’s past curfew, but Scizor managed to get him to go steady and get home without getting picked up by the psychic police.
Poor Mimey is paid a visit by some of Ortho’s colleagues.
Mr. Mime: I welcomed Orthopox as a son, and this is how you repay me?!
Maggie is typically on Groudon duty, since she has the least to do out of everyone else.
Margaret: Don’t put it like that. Of course I’m happy to care for my grandchildren and their stinky bodily fluids.
Groudon: Stop pressing me down, gramma. It hurts…
Besides the “twins,” these two have had more of a chance to spend time with each other than the other siblings had as toddlers. Not sure why that is, but it’s nice to see.
Crawdaunt: Care to join me for Mozart? The radio across the hall has been playing it for a few days now.
Groudon: I don’t want more Sart brudder. I don’t even know what Sart is.
Crawdaunt: I’m surrounded by plebeians…
Speaking of the twins, they are the best of friends.
Scizor: Way to rub your adorable sibling relationship in my face, guys…
Foongus: Wanna be best friends forever, Ari?
Ariados: You bet your butt I do.
Yay! Now they’re officially the best of friends.
Crawdaunt doesn’t have to deal with his little sister’s lack of musical knowledge much longer. It’s time for him to grow up!
Uhoh, I know what that face means…
Crawdaunt: Hehehe, yes. I have finally reached a form fitting enough to contain my true power.
He’s evil now, adding to disciplined and virtuoso. He’s shaping up to be a classy Bond villain.
I’m not sure about his eyes, but the rest is all Quen. I’m really gonna need to play around with my NRAAS settings before Indigo gen.
Crawdaunt: The world is not ready for Crawdaunt the Great!
Groudon: Get out of my room, brudder. You’re creepy.
His first wish is to paint, so he gets right to it. He can’t use the instruments and training dummy I put in his room until he’s a teen anyways.
Now that we’re finally done with our TSAL for the generation, I let Throh magically clean the house.
Throh: How does this work…? Ummm…domus purgo?
Throh: I guess that did something.
Half the stuff in our house is broken right now, so I sent Ortho around fixing everything.
Orthopox: I do hope you realize that my abilities are not infinite. My body may be more capable than that of a typical Earthling, but overuse does drain me none-the-less.
We’ll be careful. Don’t worry.
Crawdaunt: Yawn. I tire of this menial task.
Why did you paint something so innocent and adorable, you evil mastermind?
Crawdaunt: Do not be deceived. This art is merely a ploy to get Sims to lower their defenses.
Maybe I did push Ortho too hard. He chose to stick around the lot after work and make drinks instead of coming home.
Orthopox: I don’t wish to speak with you now. I need, how you say, personal time.
Fair enough.
Vespiquen: Out of my way, mother.
Margaret: Respect your elders, daughter.
Crawdaunt: Fascinating. Thank you, mother and grandmother, for allowing me to witness this failed human interaction.
Margaret: All you people who voted for Quen instead of one of my nice sons should be ashamed of yourselves!
Careful, Mags. That didn’t go so well for the last Kanto who got addicted to the megaphone.
Vespiquen: UGGHHHH! STUPID MOTHER!!!
Wow. That’s quite the face.
With so many adults in the house, I don’t make the kids help out with their siblings that much. But sometimes they take the initiative on their own.
Foongus: We all know how dysfunctional our family is. We’re happy to help our sister turn out better.
Groudon: This big brudder is nice!
Typically, Scizor seems to love being a werewolf. And yet for some reason, she decided to complain about werewolf curse to Ling.
Scizor: I can’t believe you did this to me, Grandma Ling! Dealing with being a werewolf and going through puberty is too much for a girl to take!
Deerling: Cheer up, weird wolf girl. At least I protected you from the Fairy Lord’s grasp.
Scizor: By giving me over to Hircine?!
Scizor: Whatever, granny. You just don’t understand.
Deerling: No, I just don’t care.
Delibird: I love the smell of discord in the morning.
Ariados: What a beautiful corner. I’m drawn to this corner more than any other in the house.
Delibird: Take a picture, it’ll last longer.
Ariados: What a splendid idea! Then I’ll be able to lay in bed and stare at my corner instead of floating down here each time I wish to view it.
Delibird: There are a lot of freaks in this house, but she might take the cake.
Foongus: Hey baby sister! You’re just in time to see your mom’s garbage dancing.
Throh: I do not claim that woman as my mother.
Jammie: Just keep on dancing, Jam. They’ll accept you eventually.
We don’t see them together too much, but Quen and Ortho are still very much in love.
They have their fair share of romance, but they actually talk with each other more than any other Sims couple I’ve had. It’s nice.
Orthopox: And so that is how I perfected your Earth recipe using culinary skills from my home planet as well as a bit of science.
Vespiquen: I love when you talk shop with me, Ortho.
Of course, Ling isn’t giving up so easily.
Deerling: You’re looking fine as always, sexy alien.
Orthopox: Please, do not make me blush.
I would just like to show off these weird paintings Mimey painted during his attempt at mastering the skill.
Mr. Mime: Only by becoming a master painter will I be able to assure my family’s financial security.
Oh please, as if you haven’t been rich for generations now.
Ari had a school opportunity at the science lab, and she chose to swim there instead of taking a cab? At least she didn’t get glitched out of the water.
Ariados: The Glitch Gremlin and I have an understanding.
Crawdaunt: How unsightly. And she thinks she has the right to the great Kanto name?
Deli found her way to her grandpa’s bar while I wasn’t looking. Little lady looks like she can’t hold her liquor.
Delibird: What are you talking about? I’m sober as a….sober Sim. ~eye twitch~
These two are becoming horn-dogs in their old age. They both rolled the wish to increase their woohoo skill at the same time.
Foongus: Look at me, I’m an old person and I think I still have a woohoo drive.
Sometimes I forget he’s insane too. He doesn’t show it as much as Ari does.
Birthday time for Groudon!
She rolled vehicle enthusiast, adding to loves the outdoors and heavy sleeper. I dressed her kinda tomboyish. Maybe when she’s a teen she’ll get more of a biker chick makeover.
She has mostly Quen’s features, but she does have Ortho’s lips.
Her first skilling wish was to fish, so I sent her out with Gus to get started.
Foongus: You ready for some sibling bonding, baby sister?
Groudon: Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea…
Scizor is sent out hunting every once in a while. Since she doesn’t have a pack yet, she never comes back with much.
Crawdaunt: Fear me!
Ariados: Gasp! What was that?
How Ari managed to get scared from the front, I’ll never know.
Oh, werewolves. How you amuse me.
Ari finished her first sci-fi novel, and it was a big hit! Good job girl, most of my Sims’ first novels tend to flop.
Remember when Mimey was abducted at the start of the chapter? Yeah. Surprise!
I will likely regret this decision, but welcome to the family baby Zapdos.
Zapdos was born good and athletic. He likes indie music, ceviche, and the color violet and he’s a libra. It was probably a terrible idea for us to raise this baby, but I haven’t had an alien abduction baby since Deoxys and I kind of missed them.
Deerling: It was so nice of you to give my son another child to raise. I know it’ll keep him young and spritely at the end of his life bar.
Orthopox: I had nothing to do with that decision, but I’m glad it pleases you, my dear.
Groudon: Should we tell mom? Or maybe cook that home wrecker into a pie? Something?
Foongus: We’ve all just kind of learned to keep our heads down at this point.
Delibird: Stupid step-father…mother should have stayed with my dad. He was loyal enough to move to a new town with her, and he hasn’t been with another woman since.
True story.
You’re too late, Quen. That one’s not yours. Yours are all grown.
Vespiquen: Maybe I’m just feeling nostalgic for my younger days.
I guess her nostalgia can be excused. After all, another one of her kids is about to reach her teen years!
Throh: Yay, birthday!
Throh: Finally, I can begin to make my family of Plumbots who will never abandon me!
Her new trait is family oriented, adding to eccentric, genius, and bot fan.
Throh is 100% a Jammie clone. She’s still gorgeous though! That’s all for this chapter, everyone. An heir poll will be posted shortly after this! I’ll leave it open for a while so everyone who wants to vote will have a chance. Thanks so much for sticking with me, guys! I can’t wait to get this final generation underway!
Foongus: Greetings, readers! It is I, Foongus, here to welcome you back to the Kanto Legacy!
Hey everyone! Sorry it’s been a while, but let’s get this show on the road, shall we? In the last chapter, Deli became a teen, Throh grew into a child, and the final baby of the gen, Groudon, was born.
Foongus: Aww yeah, I totally nailed that intro.
While Ortho is a great father to all his and Quen’s kids, he is absolutely thrilled to have a child of his own as well.
Orthopox: I’m glad to finally meet you, my little Groudon. You shall grow to rule this legacy one day.
We’ll see about that. She has lots of siblings to compete with.
What happened here?
Vespiquen: Absolutely nothing. Mother’s just being dramatic, like always.
Margaret: Are you really going to believe this brat? She insulted her own mother!
Quen pretty much antagonizes everyone these days. These two are slightly in the red with each other. She’s halfway in the red with Ling!
Vespiquen: Can you believe what people have been saying about your mama, Gus? I’m obviously the star of this legacy, how can they say such cruel things about me?
Foongus: Well, you do yell at people a lot, mom…
Vespiquen: Only people who deserve it! Which just happens to be everyone.
Foongus: I really don’t know how to respond to this…
Baby Groudon gets started learning to talk!
Groudon: Gotta catch up to my brothers and sisters fast!
Ling continues to woo Ortho. He never initiates flirts with her, but he’ll always accept them.
Deerling: That’s because he knows I’m the correct choice.
Orthopox: Oh, the scandal I’ve gotten myself into! Perhaps I should consult with our Earthling expert back on my planet to determine what I should do about this.
Margaret: You know your grandma is still a work of art, right Throh? I haven’t lost my touch?
Throh: Listen, granny. I’m just trying to get to the bookshelf. Scizor’s kinda got me into this teen drama series and I have to read the next one.
Outdoorsy Gus spends all his free time fishing.
Foongus: Wouldn’t you take the opportunity to get out of that crazy house too?
I suppose I probably would.
Ariados: Grandma Ling, do you know about cross multiplication?
Deerling: Sorry, small child. I don’t help with homework.
Deli’s new favorite pastime is sculpting. She does this more than paint now.
Throh works at the potions table for now, since she’s not old enough for her bot building station yet. I know there’s a mod out there that lets children do some of these things, but I think I’ll pass for the Kantos since we’re so close to the end at this point.
Ariados: Can you help me with my cross multiplication, sis?
Scizor: Baby sister, if being a werewolf has taught me anything, it’s that math doesn’t matter in real life. Just write down whatever, I’m sure it will be fine.
Ariados: Geez, I thought you used to be the smart one…
Scizor: Step one: make sure Ari fails her homework. Step two: make sure she ends up with a terrible teen trait. Step three: take the lead in the heir race!
I dunno, Ari. Sounds like she might still be the smart one after all.
Deerling: The spawn of my love…if I can connect with his child more than that hussy can, maybe he’ll see that I should be his true mate!
Crawdaunt continues to be adorable! I think it’s those dark eyes that make him so cute to me.
Margaret: You need to leave Quen’s man alone, Mother! She’s finally settled down, don’t ruin this for me! I mean…her!
Deerling: Nobody tells me what to do.
Deerling: Take this!
Margaret: Don’t throw that at me, you beast!
Margaret: I’m suddenly feeling so…tired…
Deerling: That’s right, you witch. Pass out like the drunk college student you think you still are.
Maybe Groudon should stop rushing through her skills so much, she seems to be getting confused.
Not sure how these uncooked hot dogs got in-between the guest house and the wedding pavilion, but here they are. And nobody can fit through this space to pick them up. I could delete them myself, but they amuse me so here they stay.
Delibird: Look, kid. I’m not happy about having you around. More competition and all. But I know how it felt to be ignored my whole childhood and I’d feel guilty or whatever if I let you grow up the same. So just, like, put the block in the hole already.
Crawdaunt: Sissy’s not as mean as she pretends!
Delibird: Tell anyone and I’ll kill you.
Just showing off Ortho’s spaceship.
Orthopox: My vehicle is not just a “spaceship” as you call it. This is one of the most advanced vehicles my people have invented. It is truly an honor to be able to operate it.
Sure, sure. Sorry Ortho.
Bronson came over, supposedly to bring his and Shuckle’s son Oberon for a playdate. Oberon never showed up though.
Margaret: Come on in, you handsome specimen.
Bronson: Please don’t come onto me, ma’am. I’m happily married.
Being another Sim Ling turned into a werewolf, Scizor beelined for him.
Scizor: Another wolf like me! Tell me all about yourself, Bronson!
Bronson: Uhh….please take the jailbait somewhere else…
Scizor: He’s sooo cute!
Scizor. Please stop fawning over older werewolf men.
Ari probably has the most friends at school out of her siblings.
Ariados: Yeah, I live in a mansion with a super dope pool where I get to cool off during hot summer days. No big deal.
Couldn’t possibly be because of her bragging about her wealth to everyone.
Birthday time for the twins!
Foongus: Aww yeah, time to get more awesome!
Gus rolled brave as his new trait, adding to loves the outdoors, athletic, and insane! He turned out quite handsome, of course.
Coming only from Quen’s genetics, of course he’s her clone. Here’s a CAS shot of him anyways though, so he doesn’t feel left out.
Of course Ari also has her birthday too, being the “twin” of Gus.
Ariados: Maybe I’ll get an interesting trait and you’ll finally pay attention to me!
She turned out gorgeous! Ari rolled night owl, adding to insane, clumsy, and over-emotional.
Ari is a complete clone of her father Aubergine. Unfortunately, lots of clones this gen. But luckily we just have one more gen to go, so it’s not the worst thing ever.
One more birthday to celebrate! With four children into their teen years, Quen’s finally becoming a proper adult.
Jammie: Happiest of birthdays, lover!
Vespiquen: Take me back. I want to be young again.
Our new teens get right into skilling. They’re such cuties!
Quen runs to Ortho for assurance that he still loves her despite her older age.
She also takes the chance to check the sexualities of the kiddos.
Ariados: Doesn’t matter to me, I like anyone who’s cute and nice.
I didn’t get a picture of Gus being asked, but he likes girls.
One of the kids brought this girl, Serenity Hernendez, home from school.
Delibird: What do you think, little brother? Gonna make a move?
Foongus: Naw, she’s not my type.
That’s okay, she seems to be interested in another member of the household anyways.
Ariados: Just making my daily rounds of staring at the most beautiful pictures in the house.
Serenity: Oh. My. Goodness. She’s the real work of art!
I had them strike up a conversation, but unfortunately for Serenity, Ari isn’t attracted to her. Oh well, they can still be friends.
We’ll close off this chapter with Throh showing off her genie side! Thanks so much for reading, everyone. It should just be a couple more chapters now until the heir poll, and then we’ll be one step closer to the end! My 9-year legaversary recently passed us by, so happy birthday Kantos! Thank you guys for sticking with me for nine crazy years! Until next time, happy Simming!
Hello everyone, and welcome back to the Kanto Legacy!
We start off with the birthday of the current youngest of Cinnabar gen, Crawdaunt.
Here’s our little cutie!
He has Kid’s hair and eye color, along with Mimey’s green skin. Not gonna lie, by the time Crawdaunt was born, I was getting sick of all the green-skinned kiddos running around.
Crawdaunt: ~noms food~ But I is coot though, right?
Yeah…he’s pretty freakin’ cute.
Pictured here is not so cute: Foongus using his mother’s bed instead of his own. You have your own bedroom, Gus!
Foongus: It’s too much work to go upstairs…
Some athletic Sim.
Throh continues to be adorable as she learns to potty.
Deli finds the costume chest.
Delibird: Rawr! I am the mighty dinosaur, conqueror of the mammoth!
This picture showcases a weird glitch that I’m having in Isla Paradiso. My Sims can fish or wade in the ocean water, but the moment they get too far into the ocean, they glitch back to the shore. Not the most fun thing when half the household are mermaids, but we make do.
Crawdaunt gets started learning to talk.
While Throh works on her musical talents.
With Kid gone, Maggie and Mimey’s relationship is stronger than ever. They’re possibly one of the most affectionate couples I’ve had in this family.
Orthopox: As you know, the joining of one of our people with an Earthling mermaid had yet to occur before my relationship with my dearest Vespiquen. Our union shall produce the first child of its kind. I will keep you updated as our spawn continues to grow.
Deerling: Hey, hot stuff. I heard you were updating your people about your little genetic experiment. Don’t you think they’d like an offspring from another type of Earthling to study as well?
Orthopox: If you were still involved in the world of the fae, perhaps I would consider your offer. As it stands, however, my people have already procreated with ordinary humans.
Deerling: Curse you, Fairy Lord!
Ariados: Excuse you! There’s been a severe lack of me in this update!
Ariados: Honestly! What’s a girl got to do to get some attention around here?!
Sorry, Ari. Despite her traits and her cuteness, Ari hasn’t been all that interesting yet. She mostly makes cute faces, but she doesn’t do much.
Mr. Mime: It’s so awkward here, Porygon…one of the men who fornicated with my daughter just refuses to leave the house…
Actually, two of Quen’s conquests refuse to leave. Jammie I kind of get. She is still stuck in her lamp, although I thought they usually went back after a while. But Aubergine constantly being here doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.
Deerling: Just because you’re not interested in genetic experimentation with me, that doesn’t mean we can’t partake in each other’s bodies a bit, right?
Orthopox: I suppose you’re right.
Delibird: Grandma? Step-dad? Ewww, so not something I needed to see…
Deerling: Ortho’s super smart. I’m super smart. We just make sense together, right, random child?
Scizor: You’re acting crazier than normal, grandma. Why don’t you find someone single instead of causing all this drama?
Foongus: This fountain. I like it.
Scizor: They finally revealed that Melanie is a witch! Hopefully Granny doesn’t kick her out of the house!
You know, Scizor, if you’re gonna watch TV all day, you could at least watch a skilling channel.
Scizor: And miss my supernatural teen dramas? No way.
Ariados: Hmmph. Not picturing me more? Absolutely shameful.
See what I mean? Cute, but doesn’t do much.
Deli still paints all the time.
Vespiquen: Grandma Ling, I think it’s time we settled our differences. How about we go diving together to strengthen our familial bond?
Deerling: Look at me, I’m Vespiquen and I had to sleep around with six different guys because I can’t keep the man I actually want!
Vespiquen: Alright, that’s enough! This means war!
Kid: Trick-or-treat!
Orthopox: Can I help you, little boy?
Kid: Don’t you know what trick-or-treat means? I dress up in a silly costume and you have to give me a treat.
Orthopox: What manner of strange, Earthly tradition is this? Presenting oneself to others in garish clothes in order to receive culinary compensation? Astounding! Why are our children not partaking in such an activity?!
Well, Ortho, trick-or-treating typically happens on Spooky Day. In the fall. It’s spring right now.
Orthopox: Oh…I do believe I’ve been “conned.”
Kid: Haha, sucker!
Our kids have something different to celebrate: Deli growing into a teen!
Foongus: Woohoo, you go sis! Make sure to roll something lame to make me look better!
Here’s teen Deli! She rolled no sense of humor, adding to loner, artistic, and grumpy. Somebody’s channeling her several-greats-grandfather Squirtle.
Deli has Quen’s face shape, but everything else is from Ced. I think she turned out very pretty, in a unique way.
Foongus: Deli just became a scary teenager…
Ariados: Wimp.
Vespiquen: Hello, children. Goodbye, children.
The final baby of the generation is on the way! At long last!
Deli’s artistic endeavors continue into her teenhood.
Crawdaunt is still freaking adorable.
Crawdaunt: I is the cutest kid in the house and you know it.
I don’t know about that. All the kids are pretty cute this gen, you’ve got some stiff competition.
Foongus: Don’t look at me, I’m so embarrassed…
Ariados: Just get on the freaking chair, Gus.
Ariados: Together, we are the king and queen of this land!
Foongus: All will bow down to our glory!
Crawdaunt: I wish I had a twin…
Scizor…what are you doing?
Scizor: ….nothing to see here.
Scizor: Never question the werewolf queen.
Foongus: Grandpa Mimey is so old, Ari. I don’t ever wanna get old like him.
Ariados: Agreed.
Delibird: Pft. Dumb kids. Nobody can escape the inevitability of death.
Ariados: Wow, morbid much? Way to ruin the mood.
Foongus: I told you she was scary…
One good thing about Aubergine staying at our place constantly is that it gives Scizor a fellow werewolf to interact with.
Aubergine: I can teach you all about the ways of my pack if you’d like. That way, once you’re out on your own, you can come join us.
Scizor: Sounds awesome! I’d love that.
Please excuse that Aubergine appears in ghost form sometimes and in human form others. During some play sessions, I forgot to deghostify him.
NOPE.
Scizor: I was hoping I could ask you about my shedding issue. It’s so embarassing to talk about it with my mom, she wouldn’t understand.
Aubergine: Of course. It’s important for a young wolf to have someone like us to help you through all your changes.
Better.
Orthopox: How happy I am that my scientific inquiries have lead me to finding the love of my life.
Orthopox: I cannot express my joy that you are memorializing me in portrait as a fixture of this family, Mrs. Margaret. My devotion to your daughter brings me endless happiness.
Margaret: Yeah, yeah. Just stand there and look pretty.
Ling was quickly put on child training duties to get her away from Ortho.
Despite how this chapter has portrayed him so far, he really is a devoted husband and father.
Orthopox: I love you, my dearest Vespiquen, and even more now that you carry my child.
Vespiquen: That’s the most romantic thing I’ve ever heard…I love you too, Ortho!
To show their love, the two went off on a nice date together. They dined out and went to a concert.
Then Ortho decided he wanted to skinny dip with Quen. I forgot for a moment that pregnant Sims can’t skinny dip, so I guess this wish will have to wait. But at least he got a good look at her mermaid form.
Orthopox: Although I did wish to see you naked, my love, I am glad for the chance to view this form from a scientific standpoint.
Vespiquen: Science will have to wait, Ortho. I’m beat.
Deerling: You really think you can keep him from me?! I’ll have my man if it’s the last thing I do!
At least these two are too young for all the drama.
Yeah, we’re probably redoing that one.
Crazy that my Sims can paint stuff like this just fine, but portraits are too much for them to handle.
Delibird: ~grumbles~ Why do I have to go to prom? All the obligatory dressing up in the name of romance and school spirit? So lame.
Scizor: I am indifferent to the subject.
Aside from Scizor being named Prom Queen, nothing interesting happened.
Vespiquen: Gus, I’ve had it up to here with you! Stop sleeping in my bed. Ortho and I can’t have woohoo in it with you there!
Foongus: Eww, so not necessary information, mother.
Deerling: Now I shall make sure that child always sleeps in her bed. Because if they can’t woohoo, then Ortho will get bored of her and come to me!
There are several things wrong with this picture.
Mimey and Maggie choosing to woohoo in their granddaughter’s bed.
Mimey and Maggie choosing to woohoo while another granddaughter is still in the room.
Mimey and Maggie having to shoo Ari out of the room when she’s finally getting to talk to her dad even though he’s been hanging around the house for days now.
At least this couple has their stuff together.
Jammie: Don’t mind me, I’ll just stay glued to this radio for several more days.
Why don’t you go interact with your daughter?!
Home from prom, Scizor immediately transforms into her werewolf form and beelines for Aubergine.
Scizor: Breaking the rules isn’t so bad sometimes, don’t you agree? Sometimes the most fun things happen from going against authroity 😉
Delibird: Why do I feel like I should get an adult?
Birthday time for Throh!
Throh: Aww yeah, I turned out awesome.
She rolled…bot fan! New trait for me!!! She adds this to eccentric and genius.
Here’s a look at her without the goggles. I might have gone overboard with some of her outfits, giving her an eccentric inventor style.
Ariados: I’m not threatened by her cool new trait! Mr. Horse and I will reign supreme!
Delibird: I have to compete with someone with a shiny new trait now? What a drag.
Orthopox: My union with my dearest Vespiquen also gives me a great opportunity to study other forms of Earth life, as all of her children come from different supernatural backgrounds. Young Throh, for example, who has just grown into a child, has genie DNA. I shall be watching her closely in order to study her unique abilities.
Throh: Jeez, dad. You make parenting sound so creepy.
Throh: Hmm. Yes, I see. This crystal can artificially raise a skill point in a given area. How fascinating.
Throh: Beep boop. I must study the supernatural effects of this crystal at a later date.
Oh, yeah. I’m going to have fun with this one.
Not that the other kids aren’t still fun and cute themselves.
Foongus: I know you love us.
Throh: Do you guys really have to do that here? You’re interrupting my thought process.
Deerling: I agree with the child. Nobody wants to see your kissy face unless you’re making it with me!
Despite all the slacking off happening this chapter, I can assure you that homework still happens.
Scizor: And it always seems to be me pictured doing it…
I can’t help that you’re the most studious of your siblings.
Deli has grown fond of the sculpting station.
Ari does…things?
Ariados: It’s cool. You think I’m boring.
Ariados: Sometimes you just need to stop and smell the roses, you know?
Deerling: I see you flaunting your “happy” relationship in front of me. One day, you’ll come running to me. Just you wait.
Orthopox: Oh my, this situation has become quite uncomfortable.
Maybe you shouldn’t keep accepting her flirts then, mister.
Orthopox: I shall heed your advise.
Since Throh has an ITF trait, I decided to give her a futuristic room, complete with the fancy dream pod bed. Now everybody wants to sleep in her room.
Throh: That’s right. The coolest kid gets the coolest room.
The time has finally come for the birth of the final baby of the generation! And of course Ling goes into labor facing the corner of the bathroom. Where’s the father-to-be, you might ask?
Partaking in his favorite pastime, of course.
Ariados: You’re having another one, mother?! Don’t I have enough siblings?
A vanilla-skinned baby! Interesting that the first and last of the generation were the only ones born with a vanilla skin tone. Anyways, our final baby is a girl called Groudon.
Groudon was born a heavy sleeper with a love of the outdoors. Really making her mark on the family early, this one ._. She likes darkwave music, chili con carne, and the color lime, and she is a virgo.
She gets to grow up early. She’s already so far behind the oldest kids, it’s only fair if she wants a shot in the heir race.
She’s an alien, hooray!
She has Quen’s hair and skin color, not sure what her eye color is under her alien eyes. I’ll have to check next time I load the game. I don’t see any of the obvious alien facial features yet, but we’ll have to wait and see.
That’s it for this chapter. Thanks so much for reading, everyone! Happy Simming!
Hello everyone, welcome back to more chaos from the Kanto family. I hope you’ve all been well since I last posted. Last time, Quen gave birth to baby Throh, officially chose Orthopox as her future spouse, and got pregnant with Elekid’s baby, finishing her LTW. A bunch of family drama also occurred, spiraling the family into madness. Let’s jump right into another long chapter. Apologies, with so many Sims around the house, I’ve been taking lots of pictures.
Edit: Just logged into boolprop.net for the first time in months, and apparently I’ve been nominated for a Golden Plumbob award! I never expected that, I’m so honored!!! Thanks so much for sticking with me all this time, everyone. I’m excited to finally finish this legacy off with a bang soon!
The adults in the household are constantly fighting to shower the nooboo in affection.
Except Ling, of course. She has other priorities.
Deerling: Shall I or shan’t I? The green man and I are meant to be, and yet he’s betrothed to another.
Deerling: Oh, who am I kidding? I shall. Hey there, sexy green man.
Orthopox: Affection, how exciting!
Poor Mimey, he still likes Kid. He has no idea this man almost broke up his marriage.
Mr. Mime: I’m digging the tunes of this new generation.
Interesting artwork from Delibird.
Delibird: All true artists dabble in different art styles once in a while.
This should be Maggie’s last painting, and then she’ll be free to do what she wants with the rest of her life!
But first, birthday time for the kiddos! First up is Foongus, our baby plantsim.
Here’s our boy, looking super cute! He’s now insane, adding to loves the outdoors and athletic. Copying your psudo-twin, are you?
Foongus: I will not be upstaged by you, sister. Roll something lame.
Ariados: No way, brother! I’m the cool one in our duo.
Ari rolled over-emotional as her child trait, adding to insane and clumsy. She’ll be an interesting one, that’s for sure.
I let Gus keep the plantsim outfit for his everyday, but he has different outfits for the rest, I think. It’s been a while since I’ve played, so don’t quote me on that.
For Ari, I went with kind of a punk-ish look. With an insane, over-emotional girl, I figured she’d want to express her frustrations with the world through her looks.
Baby Throh also gets to grow up!
SHE’S SO CUTE!!!
Throh: That’s right, I’m the superior sibling!
Here’s a better look at her. She’s 100% Mimey, coloring-wise, aside from having a softer green skin tone. His grandparent genetics are overwhelming this gen so far. She’s got a lot of Jammie’s features right off the bat. I wish she’d gotten Jammie’s red hair, but oh well.
The adults were all busy when she grew up, so Throh gets started on her TSAL.
Does Deli have a hidden neat trait?
Delibird: Of course not. I just refuse to wallow in this messy house anymore. It’s killing my artistic vibes.
Kid’s baby is on the way!
Maggie’s LTW is complete!!! I almost feel like I cheated, using mostly self-employed careers, but I knew I wouldn’t be able to finish it if I did normal jobs, considering how long it took her to get promoted in journalism.
Oh Ortho, still thinking about your career while being swept off your feet.
Vespiquen: Ortho, my love, now that I’m finally done with my romantic endeavors, I have a question for you.
Vespiquen: Will you stay with me on Earth and become my husband?
Orthopox: What an unexpected development!
Orthopox: Of course I’ll stay with you, light of my life. My people will be thrilled to hear of our union.
Vespiquen: I love you, Ortho.
Orthopox: And I you.
Orthopox: On another note, I’ve discovered a new species of aquatic life.
Their relationship is so strange, but they work.
Foongus: Hey! You! That’s right, bring the camera this way!
Foongus: I am Foongus, king of the rock! All will bow to my superiority!
Ariados: Wait, hold on. Why is he doing cool stuff, but not me?
There you go, Ari. Now you’re doing cool stuff.
Ariados: I shall bake to vent my feelings.
Gus has chosen fishing as his main skill.
Foongus: Anything to get me into the outside world!
Ariados: I reject you as my daddy! Begone!
Orthopox: Gasp! I never thought the spawn might be against our marriage.
You might be wondering why I’ve kept Kid around after Quen disposed of him. I do still like him, even after all the drama he caused. I was at least going to try to keep him around until he finished his LTW.
But, this kind of thing keeps happening, and it was just a matter of time before he and Maggie started up their flirting again. Plus, the extra space in the house would be nice. So…
Goodbye, Kid! I hope SP treats you well.
Now there’s nothing to get between Mr. and Mrs. Mime anymore.
Deerling: I don’t care that he’s gone, he and that Maggie are still homewreckers. My son is just too dumb to see it.
Ariados: I really don’t care about your adult drama, Granny.
Deli found Ari’s muffins! How are they?
Delibird: Honestly, they’re really not bad for the first attempt of a six year old.
Three generations of Kanto women at the table together.
Vespiquen: Stay away from my man, Grandma Ling. I will fight you.
Deerling: Who, me?
Scizor: This is just like the plot of My Immortal Lovers. How juicy.
Vespiquen: Baby 🙂
Deerling: Ortho deserves better, you floozy.
Delibird: Why do we have to do homework anyways?
Scizor: Because we have to keep our grades up and graduate from school!
Scizor: Unless, of course, the school burns down. That would be nice, huh?
Delibird: Geez, sis. You’ve gotten kinda sociopathic since you became a werewolf.
Time for Scizor to grow up! There will be such a big age gap between her and the final baby of the generation, geez.
Scizor: Time for me to truly flourish as a woman of the moonlight.
Well, you certainly turned out pretty. As far as flourishing in your teen wolf years though, that might be difficult since you’re now a coward.
Scizor: Me? A coward? Oh, bother…
She adds this trait to good, couch potato, and genius. Truly, all traits befitting a werewolf queen, I’m sure.
Her teen appearance confirms that Scizor is a clone of Quen, coloring and all. The only thing different is her eyebrows. I still love her though.
Foongus: Who cares about that loser when I’m on a high speed chase?
Looks like Ari was also playing pretend, since she’s wearing a helmet. Must have missed it.
Ariados: It was just too rainy, Granny. I couldn’t see, so I had to stop the car for the safety of everyone. Only a nutcase would endanger the populous by continuing to drive.
Deerling: Weirdo say what now?
Foongus: That’s right, gaze upon my cool dance moves.
Ariados: Look at me, I’m a stupid boy and I think dancing will make me the Simmer’s favorite.
Ariados: I’ll show him, oh yes I will. Gaze upon my glorious formal dress.
Please excuse her scales, I keep forgetting to change some of the kids’ scale colors. I get around to them all eventually.
Margaret: Now that you’re a teen, Scizor, you’ll notice that you’ll start feeling certain…urges. They’re perfectly natural, I assure you.
Scizor: I know all about the urges, Grandma. Don’t you worry.
Scizor: Awww yeah, time to go on the hunt.
Not the kind of urges she meant, Scizor.
Scizor: Oh, did she mean mating? I like guys.
Noted.
Quen’s going back and forth between athletic, logic, and charisma. Since her LTW wasn’t skill or career based, I’m just going with her wishes, mostly.
This is your idea of hunting?
Scizor: Oh, I hope nobody sees me….
Delibird: I sense something weird is about to happen.
What’s a university keg doing on the lot, you might ask? It’s time for….a bachelorette party! Ortho wanted to throw a bachelor party as well, but I my game could only handle one party. Sorry, bud.
Foongus: Who are these strange men?
Those are your uncles! Hey boys!
I have missed these two. Mimey and Maggie sure made some fine children. Who else was invited?
Some of Quen’s conquests, including Jammie the Genie.
Cousin Hypno.
Cousin Sandshrew, with snacks!
And…some guy. I really have no idea who this is. Gotta love the mandatory party crashers.
Scizor: Eww, what is some rando doing in our house?
Beedrill: I really should visit more often so my nieces and nephew know who I am…
And here comes the entertainment.
Himbo: Where’s the lucky lady?
Nobody really cared much for the stripper, nor for Jammie’s maid of honor speech.
Jammie: Come one, come all, for the day you thought you’d never see! The day Vespiquen Kanto settles down!
Vespiquen: Ugghh, who made you my maid of honor?
Beedrill: This music! Is not appropriate! For dancing!!!
Deerling: I agree! ~person person minus~
Jammie: Ehh, it works for me.
Foongus: What do you think, Ari? Should we go make an appearance at the adult party?
Ariados: Nah. Sounds lame.
Delibird: Your loss. This is a blast!
Says Miss Loner.
Deerling: You. Teenage boy. Can you feel the love tonight?
Party Crasher: Eww. Get away from me, you pedo.
Himbo: Ooh, spicy.
Party Crasher: She looks pregnant, should she be drinking?
Margaret: I’ve given up on the morals of my daughter, honestly.
You’re one to talk, Maggie.
Jammie and Ling do a keg stand.
Mimey dances. Not sure where his custom formal outfit went…
Scizor avoids the party, and dotes on her current youngest sibling.
Scizor: Somebody has to be responsible.
Throh: Are you my mommy?
Himbo decided to stop dancing and took a pit stop in the sarcophagus.
Then he played some darts.
Then yelled at a child.
Himbo: Somebody needs to put you to bed, little girl! This party isn’t appropriate for someone your age!
Delibird: An adult acting like an authority figure for once? This pleases me.
Quen really isn’t that bad a parent, I promise. The kids are just dramatic.
Everyone surrounds the bar in Mimey and Maggie’s room, while our power couple have a makeout.
They do make a nice couple.
Then an inebriated Quen proceeds to pass out on the sidewalk. I weep for this new baby.
Throh really is adorable. I love the kids this gen.
Throh: Don’t mind me, just teaching myself to count while I’m ignored by the adults.
They really make the parents this gen sound worse than they are.
Aubergine: I don’t know, the adults around here seem pretty irresponsible to me.
If you really felt that way, you could interact with your daughter a bit, give her some guidance.
Aubergine: Nah. I’d rather drink.
The next morning, Ling gets sent to the library to throw more elixirs at people. Hypno was there with his son! I think he’s called Asher or Archer.
You’ll notice the library populated by Sims already affected by Ling’s shenanagins, including vampiric old woman and the Simbot.
This poor woman gets zombified.
Oh look, is this Aubergine taking my advice?
Ariados: Daddy? You’re talking to me? But Grandpa Mimey said left and wouldn’t come back.
Aubergine: I mean…I kinda did. And I probably will again. Sorry kid, I’m not really cut out for this.
Jammie: This situation could use my dance skills.
Stop. Baby time!
Jammie: Does this mean that my baby won’t be the baby of the family anymore?!
Vespiquen: If that makes you finally leave my house, then yes. It does mean that.
Speaking of, Jammie’s baby starts learning to walk during all this.
Gus is the first (I think) to find this little nook on the balcony. I think it’s a nice reading spot.
Orthopox: Oh, Plumbob! I am not prepared for the arrival of another child!
Margaret: Let’s see, how many does this make?
Vespiquen: Why is my face not in this picture?
Vespiquen: How could you make this birth about people other than me?!
Sorry, Quen. We have another boy! And he’s green again…yay…Welcome to the world, Crawdaunt.
Crawdaunt enters the world as a disciplined virtuoso. A classical musician in the making? He likes Egyptian music, cheese tofu steak, and hot pink, and he is a Pisces.
Birthing dispensed with, it’s time to get our couple married!
Guys? Anybody want to sit? Did I build this wedding pavilion for nothing?
Sorry for the lack of proper wedding party, I couldn’t handle it after the bachelorette the other night. Also, our lovely couple decided it was too cold to get married in their formalwear. Oops.
Vespiquen and Orthopox: ~are in love~
Margaret: It’s so nice to see her settle down.
Aubergine: Yeah, I guess this is kinda cute.
Repairman: What a beautiful moment!
Time to get the final baby of the generation cooking!
Orthopox: I have entered into marriage…what a glorious occasion!
Vespiquen: I knew you’d be mine, Ortho. This pleases me.
Now that Ortho’s officially a part of this family, time for his Saffron makeover!
Vespiquen: He looks even more handsome than before!
Hooray for the happy couple!
That’s all for this time, folks. Thanks so much for reading, and hopefully I’ll be back with a new chapter here shortly. In the meantime, Happy Simming!
Hey everyone! I’m sure you can tell by the title that we’re in for a ride today XD just a warning, this is going to be a long chapter. Much longer than I normally post. All this happened in such a short time span, and there really didn’t seem like a great place to take a break, so…strap in!
We begin with Mr. Mime interrupting his cooking to talk to his work partner.
Mr. Mime: Oh no, of course this is a good time! No problem at all.
Orthopox comes in for the save. Luckily, nothing was on the stove.
Orthopox: Elderly human, please exercise more caution when you cook in the future.
Mr. Mime: Aww, shucks. You’re a lifesaver, Ortho.
Elekid has decided that he likes Delibird. He doesn’t interact much with the other kids, but he’s constantly cuddling Deli.
Elekid: I guess I wouldn’t mind being your daddy, kid. You’re alright.
Apparently, she’s a fan favorite in the household.
Orthopox: And then the lizard people attacked my home planet with their deadly laser beams!
Delibird: Woah, no way!
Orthopox: This one leaves a trail of flowers in his wake. How fascinating.
Foongus: Dang it, why’s the TV broken? I wanted to watch while I play in the walker.
Since we only have one walker in the house, Ari gets started on her TSAL while Foongus learns to walk.
Deli finally gets a moment’s peace from the adult attention.
Delibird: I guess my daddy’s are nice and all, but I do like spending time with just me and Mr. Green Guy.
Rebel Ortho decided he wants to learn the street art skill.
Scizor: Why are you spray painting the hallway floor, Mister?
Orthopox: My Earth research has lead me to explore this new avenue of art, human child. Please excuse the mess.
Scizor: Ehh, it’s whatever. Not my floor.
Margaret: Get out of the chair, brat. It’s my turn to rock.
Scizor: You snooze, you lose, granny.
Genie baby is on the way!
Cute Foongus gets started on potty training.
Foongus: Why must you humiliate me this way?
Ling’s going a little crazy (well, more so than normal) since she’s back to being chained to the alchemy station, making more elixirs to throw at people.
Scizor also works on her concoction skills.
Quen kind of hops from skill to skill. Right now, she wants to raise her charisma.
Since his beloved has hijacked his mirror, Kid works on his guitar skill.
Deerling: You. Unsuspecting child.
Scizor: Who, me?
Deerling: Take this!
Scizor: Hey, what the heck are you doing?!
Scizor: Wha…what’s happening to me?
Scizor: Did Grandma Ling just turn me into a werewolf?
Scizor: Neat!
Deerling: Hehe, take that, Fairy Lord!
Yeah. Since Ari got her mother’s mermaid gene instead of her father’s werewolf gene, I decided to turn Scizor into a werewolf. I haven’t had one in this legacy yet, and I really wanted one, gosh darn it!
Scizor: This is so cool, Grandma Ling! It’s just like in my favorite comic book, about this totally average girl who realizes she has the magical ability to shift into different animals!
Deerling: Pleasure doing business with you, nerdy child.
Guess she’s done with work for the day, after her good deed.
Deerling: Cooking shows are so much better in VR.
At last, it’s time for Delibird’s birthday!
Delibird: Yay, growing up!
Foongus: It may be your birthday, sister, but the attention is on me!
Delibird: I don’t want attention anyways.
Foongus: Good, cause I’m the cute one!
Delibird: Ughh, I don’t know about this being a kid thing…
Our little cutie rolled the grumpy trait, adding to artistic and loner. She’s shaping up to be a moody teen already, and she’s only a child!
I’m convinced she’s a clone of her father at this point. I don’t see any of Quen’s features in her. Again, though, we’ll see when she’s older.
Quen isn’t too interested in her second eldest’s birthday.
Vespiquen: Man, I imagined up a hottie.
Elekid: Oh yeah, I’ve still got it.
Maggie just has one promotion left to go, and then hopefully her LTW will be fulfilled!
Deli has to inspect the room I made up for her.
Delibird: Stuffed animals? Acceptable, I suppose.
We have another birthday to celebrate! Ortho’s becoming a proper adult.
Orthopox: What is this strange sparkling sensation I’m feeling? Days of birth are not nearly this drastic on my home planet.
Margaret: Just roll with it, dude! It’s a party.
Orthopox: I feel…mostly unchanged.
Margaret: Still looking fine though, Ortho.
Orthopox: Vespiquen, greetings. It appears that I have transitioned out of my prime. I hope your feelings toward me remain unchanged despite my age.
Vespiquen: Oh, Ortho…nothing could ever change my feelings toward you. I’m gonna marry you someday, you know that.
Orthopox: It pleases me to know that your attraction remains, my mermaid. Although you must know that someday I may be called back to my home world.
Orthopox: Ack! What have you done, woman?
Vespiquen: Relax, Ortho. I’ve just used one of my samples on you. I thought you’d be into a bit of a scientific experiment.
Orthopox: You…are a woman of science as well? How did this knowledge escape me?
Vespiquen: So, how do you feel? Any different?
Orthopox: I am unchanged. Thank you for engaging in this fascinating endeavor. I find myself more attracted to you now than ever before.
Weirdos. They are kinda cute, though.
Margaret: Where can a lady find a bathroom in this joint?! My bladder isn’t what it used to be!
Maggie…why did you run from Quen’s room in the main house all the way to the guest house to sit down and complain about needing a toilet?
Where are you going, now?! There was a bathroom right next to you! Good thing this isn’t an ISBI, lady. I won’t feel bad for you if you pee yourself.
Margaret: Someone really needs to fix Quen’s toilet.
~headdesk~
As if we didn’t have enough easels in the house, Deli gets her own in her bedroom.
Delibird: I need space when I work. Wouldn’t want my obsessive family breathing down my neck.
Eager to prove her intelligence, Quen plays chess against herself.
Then, she finally pops! So close to being able to choose your endgame man, Quen!
Vespiquen: Oh, you know it’ll be Ortho.
That’s definitely what it’s looking like. To be fair though, I’m not discounting Kid.
Mr. Mime made a couple more attempts at a not dark portrait of Quen, with no luck. Finally, I just accepted the one he’s currently painting. It’ll do.
Vespiquen: Are you quite done painting me, daddy? I have other places to look pretty.
This kid showed up to talk to Ling, then left. This is Micah, the middle child of Shuckle and Bronson.
Micah: Nice house you’ve got here, Grandma Ling.
Deerling: A fairy thinks he can enter my home?! I shan’t allow it!
See, Quen? You still hold a candle for Kid, despite your protests.
Elekid: What do you say to a honeymoon by the lake, my love? We can rent out a cabin all to ourselves, away from all the gremlins you’ve produced.
Vespiquen: Okay, look Kid. You’re hot. Really hot. Maybe almost as hot as me. I can’t wait to share our passionate night together after I have this kid. But that’s all we’ll ever be, a dalliance. Ortho will be my husband.
Elekid: Methinks the lady doth protest too much.
Vespiquen: He’ll see. You’ll all see. I can stop flirting with him and be a dedicated wife to Ortho. You know I’ve been wanting a husband from the beginning.
I believe you, Quen. I just want you to be sure you’re picking the right husband.
The finished portrait. It’s not great, but it’ll do.
Orthopox: Human woman, greetings. I’ve been told that you are the Sim to ask about various supernatural occurrences on this planet.
Deerling: I find it so admirable how hard you’re working to gather information for your planet. Please, feel free to come to me with any questions.
Is that…Ling having a normal conversation with someone? Stop the presses.
A pink haired mermaid? Did you draw your sister Ari, Delibird?
Delibird: This is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Oh, no. I almost forgot Ling is irresistible. She almost never flirts with anyone, she barley even did this with Andy.
Deerling: What say you and I cook up some trouble, hot stuff?
Orthopox: Is this in reference to my career?
Deerling: No, big boy. It’s in reference to my attraction to you.
Orthopox: Oh…
Deerling: I haven’t felt this way about someone in a long time, Ortho…
Orthopox: I can’t lie to you, Miss Deerling. I find you to be very attractive. However, I’ve already pledged my loyalties to another. We cannot be more than friends. Are you amenable to continuing this relationship platonically?
Deerling: Eh. I guess.
Since these two are constantly talking to each other and Kid needs more friends for his charisma, I decided to help their relationship along in a more positive direction.
Elekid: So you see, I’m not interested in your family’s fortune. I’m interested in finding a queen to be by my side as I rule the world.
Margaret: I suppose that makes sense.
This will prove to backfire on me later. Stay tuned.
Delibird: You are loved and appreciated, Mr. Rocking Horse. Don’t you ever forget that.
Delibird: How dare you photograph me in a moment of weakness.
Deerling: Oh, you’re going down, grandkid.
Damn it…now that they’re friends, they actually accept each other’s flirts…
Margaret: You’re looking like a chiseled superhero today, hot stuff.
Elekid: Thanks for noticing, Maggie.
I’m realizing now that I should either take the TV out of Scizor’s room, or lock her door to other Sims. Otherwise, little sister might wake her up playing video games one of these days.
Delibird: Hey, not my fault if big sis can’t sleep through the sound of me killing zombies.
Vespiquen: I saw you flirting with my grandma, Ortho! That was so dumb! You should have talked to me if you were having wandering thoughts.
Orthopox: I assure you, Dearest Vespiquen, I have no wandering thoughts. I find myself more drawn to you than I ever intended. I apologize that I was caught up in flattery, but I can assure you that you are the only Earthling on my mind.
Vespiquen: Oh, Ortho…
Vespiquen: I can’t wait any longer, Ortho. I love you and I’m ready to be committed to you.
Orthopox: I’m not sure, Dearest Vespiquen. I’m aware that after your next childbirth, you must still fornicate with the evil man. I don’t know if I want to give you my heart knowing you’ll still be with another.
Vespiquen: I’m not looking forward to it either, but it’ll just be one-and-done. If I’m asking too much, we can wait. But I do love you and I want to be with you as soon as I can.
Orthopox: …alright. I love you too, Vespiquen. I’m ready to declare my commitment.
Do I still make her potentially break Ortho’s heart by making a baby with Kid? We have the rest of the pregnancy to think about it.
Ling’s out on the town again, throwing more elixirs at people.
Bronson: What the heck did you do to me?!
Don’t worry, I think we gave him an invigorating one. I’ve tried to be more careful with what I throw at Sims after the incident last time.
Deli wanted to visit the art gallery and talk to a werewolf, so I sent her with Scizor to kill two birds with one stone. Of course, the girls had other ideas on how to spend their time.
Delibird: What a fascinating piece. It surely speaks to the complexities of maintaining one’s mental health.
Scizor: Plumbob, she’s so embarrassing.
Says the girl reading a paranormal romance book.
Scizor: Shut up. It’s research into my new condition.
Sure, kid.
Quen decided she wanted to name a celestial body after Ortho. I figured he’d say something along the lines of “this planet already has a name given by the galactic federation,” when she told him, but he seemed pleased.
Chandall Scott was given an elixir of some sort. She’s currently pregnant with Beedrill’s baby, and unfortunately the two broke up soon after I took this picture. At least they should give us a cute cousin!
Sandshrew was turned into a vampire!
Sandshrew: My followers will sure be interested in this development.
Finally, the girls got to bonding.
Scizor: What are your career ambitious, dearest sister? Personally, I think I’d like to find something where I can put my organizational abilities to use.
Delibird: I think I’ll just become a burglar or something. Seems like easy money, and I won’t really have to talk to anyone while I do it.
Scizor: But what if you get caught? Then you’ll have to interact with the homeowners who confront you. And maybe even doctors if you get hurt.
Delibird: Oh yeah, guess I didn’t think of that.
Scizor: That’s what big sisters are for.
Margaret: There’s my amazing husband!
Mr. Mime: Well, aren’t you affectionate today, wife?
Elekid: You’re a cruel woman, Margaret.
Scizor: Did you hear mom and Ortho are officially dating? How long do you think that’ll last?
Delibird: Haha, I wouldn’t even give it till the end of the day!
Ari starts learning to walk! Sorry she hasn’t appeared much this chapter, but she’s definitely a cutie.
I guess Maggie felt bad about flirting with a much younger man, as she’s been all over Mimey. But why defile your daughter’s shower, you two?!
Delibird: What’s the holdup, loser? I thought we were going home?
Delibird: She transformed into a werewolf, didn’t she?
Yupp.
Scizor: If only Alexis could see me now.
Just don’t scratch up anything important, okay?
Elekid: What do you say you come to bed with me tonight, Mags?
Margaret: A chance to sleep with a handsome, young man?
Vespiquen: Do I hear my mother orchestrating an extramarital affair in here?
Margaret: I don’t know what you’re talking about, I was just staring at these blocks. Nothing to see here.
Elekid: Umm…same?
~sigh~
Mimey!!! Look behind you!!!! Do you see what your wife is doing?!?
Mr. Mime: Looks like she’s just hanging out with Kid, no harm there.
Elekid: That was way too close for comfort…
Deerling: I’m watching you…
I sent them back inside, and under the supervision of Ortho. Though he is a bit busy.
Elekid: Mags, I think you were meant to be my queen. Not Quen. I haven’t thought of her once since you’ve started accepting my advances.
Margaret: Being somebody’s queen does sound nice.
WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU TWO DOING?!?!
Somehow, the only one in the household who witnessed this is Ling.
Deerling: I will murder you both.
Deerling: Dude, way to score!
Elekid: I know, right?!
Deerling: Wait, no! That was bad! I’m angry with you!
Deerling: Get out of my sight! You two disgust me!
Margaret: Don’t listen to my mother-in-law, Kid. She doesn’t understand our love.
Vespiquen: I thought I sensed kissing over here. What’s going on here, mother and man I created?
Elekid: Umm….
Margaret: I’m out of here. Thanks for a good time, Kid.
Vespiquen: I think something fishy might be going on here, Ortho. Have you seen anything weird between Kid and my mom?
Orthopox: The dynamics in this household continue to confound me, my dearest. But I shall keep my eyes open for anything untoward.
Elekid: Get a fucking grip, Kid. She’s married. She’s definitely not leaving her husband for you.
And she’s right back to Mimey as if nothing happened…
Mimey, no! You don’t know where those lips have been!!!
At least somebody in this house is having a good time.
Foongus: Teehee, I like it when people vote each other off the island.
Delibird: Please enjoy this accurate depiction of my soul. Tormented and twisted from living amongst all this angst.
At least the two little ones aren’t old enough to understand what’s going on.
ORTHOPOX!!!
Deerling: C’mere, attractive alien. I need comfort after the things I’ve witnessed today.
Orthopox: Of course, I’m always willing to aide those in need.
What would Quen think?
Orthopox: As they say, “I’m not yet married.” What my dearest doesn’t know, won’t hurt her.
Vespiquen: You haven’t told me how hot I am in a while, Kid. Wanna rekindle our spark?
Elekid: Eww, no. I need to focus on myself for a while. My charm and musical abilities won’t build themselves.
Ughhh…..
Scizor: I think it’s time for a new ruler to reign supreme in this household! Clearly mother’s dynasty is crumbling beneath her feet!
Elekid: You! You are the only one who knows of my love for Mags.
Elekid: Keep it to yourself, or there will be more of this in store for you!
Deerling: You think I’m afraid of some llama like yourself?! Bring it!
Elekid: You wanna go? Let’s go!
Elekid: That’s right, bitch! Learn your place!
Elekid: Kekeke, I may be exhausted now, but that was so worth it!
Deerling: Oh, you’re tired, are you? Here, this’ll help you sleep!
Deerling: There’s a rocking chair calling my name.
Vespiquen: Hello?! More important things going on over here!!!
Everyone, meet ANOTHER green baby, Throh!
Throh was born an eccentric genius. She likes island life music, fruit parfait, and the color blue, and she’s an Aquarius. She’s also a genie!!! Yay, I was worried Quen’s mermaid gene would reign supreme again.
Alright, let’s get this over with.
Elekid: What, so you’ve decided to resurrect our dead relationship to give you yet another child? What if I refuse?
Vespiquen: Just get in the building, Kid.
With a woohoo in the town hall, Quen finally completes her LTW. Chimes were also heard, of course.
Vespiquen: Oh yeah, I’ve still got it.
Elekid: That was amazing…have I made a mistake, scorning my love…?
We end the chapter with Maggie trying to win back my favor by doting on her grandkids. Won’t happen, girl. We all know what you did.
Well, that’s the end of that chapter. I’m sure you can see now why I titled this post the way I did. All this relationship drama was autonomous, and the chaos really made me feel like I was losing control of these virtual lives lol. Hopefully things calm down now that Quen’s sleeping around is finally over. We’ll have to see, though. Thanks so much for reading, everyone! Happy Simming!
Now that Orthopox has joined the household, time to give him a bit of an introduction! Orthopox Vajjer is a workoholic, party animal, a daredevil, good, and a natural cook. He wants to be a Celebrated Five-Star Chef. His favorites are pop music, tri-tip tofu steak, and hot pink, and he’s a scorpio. I sent him off to get a job in the culinary career.
Little Foongus’ favorites, since I hadn’t written them down last time, are disco music, fruit parfait, and lime green, and he’s a virgo.
Vespiquen: He likes lime green, kinda like his skin color. How funny!
Vespiquen: Oh, Ortho! Don’t you want to come study mermaid biology by admiring the offspring growing inside of me?
Orthopox: Not right now, I’m afraid. I must update my people on the status of my new “job.”
Vespiquen: Ughh, fine.
Vespiquen: Kid, I’m feeling neglected. Adore me?
Elekid: You know I always do, my love.
Mr. Mime: Look at those two, so sweet ❤
Scizor: Who the heck could be calling me?
Scizor: Oh, Alexis! From math class. Of course I remember you, we held hands on the playground and played Elsa and Anna today.
Scizor: Wait, you’re a boy?! Eww, I can’t believe I held hands with a boy…
Okay, looking at his picture now, I can see it. But seeing him in Scizor’s relationship panel with the name “Alexis,” I definitely assumed he was a girl with short hair.
Elekid: I’m so happy you’ve come to me, Quen. Doesn’t it feel nice having my arms wrapped around you?
Vespiquen: Yeah, sure. Wait, Ortho’s coming!
Orthopox: My mermaid, I’ve finished my report. Would you like to accompany me while we…what’s the phrase? “Netflix and chill?”
Vespiquen: Oh plumbob yes. You know I’d love that.
Elekid: Why is my love so cold, Mother?
Margaret: I’m not your mother, Kid. And who knows what’s wrong with that one. Certainly nothing to do with my parenting.
Delibird: Could you grownups give me some space, please? I’ve been on the same page the past ten minutes…
Vespiquen: Oh, Ortho. Your arms feel so nice wrapped around me.
Margaret: Hussy.
Scizor: I’m supposed to do a family tree for science class today, but this family is just too confusing…
Scizor: At least I can get lost in the world of fantasy for a while.
Clone though she may be, I do quite like our nerdy Scizor.
Elekid: Why are you out of bed, Quen? And why are you all hunched over like that???
Vespiquen: The baby’s coming, you dolt!
Margaret: Did somebody say the baby’s coming?!
Elekid: Hmm….I think I’ve come up with a plan to win over Quen. Two can play the “make ’em jealous” game.
Elekid: Mrs. Kanto, you look like such a prize today.
Margaret: Ewww, Kid. What the hell are you doing?
Vespiquen: Mommy! Kid!!!
Elekid: Dearest Margaret, can’t you see I’m just trying to show you the love you so desperately desire?
Margaret: Dude. I’m happily married. And you wanna bang my daughter. GTFO.
Elekid: What a failure to launch. Oh well, Happily Evil After will have to wait until tomorrow.
Vespiquen: Excuse me, can we focus on the important thing again? I’ve had my baby!
Quen’s fourth child is a baby girl named Ariados!
Ariados is insane and clumsy, an interesting combo. She likes island life music, hambergers, and the color pink, and she is a cancer. She’s also a ghost/mermaid. Darn, not a werewolf. Oh well, she’s still a hybrid. (Note: in case you’re wondering, I don’t use the nraas hybrid mod. I might someday, but probably not for this legacy since we’re so close to the end already.)
Not that it matters for babies, but I deghostified Ari. Green skin again!!! I don’t think I ever showed you, but Aubergine is on a pink skin slider, meaning Ari has Mimey’s skin. We still have an alien baby to produce, so I’m forseeing a very green generation this time around. Crazy how I had such a hard time passing down berry skins in previous generations, and now Andy’s green skin seems unstoppable.
Vespiquen: Done with that one. Time to get this next conquest over with.
Now that she’s not pregnant, Quen sets out to explore the catacombs with the lamp.
Orthopox: I’ve molded this snow into the image of my people. I do hope the family matriarch will be pleased.
Orthopox: What manner of infant is this? Why was the mermaid woman’s baby born deceased? I have so many questions about this world. But this infant is still soft and squishy like the others.
Scizor: Gramma Ling, I’ve been reading a lot about the fae lately, and I’ve heard they love flowers. Is that true? Do you think I could plant some flowers and attract a fairy?
Deerling: If you wish to summon death upon this household, be my guest. Summon the evils of the Fairy Lord.
Scizor: Uhhh, okay. I guess I’ll stick with my stories then.
Orthopox: Pardon the inturruption, small child. Strangely attractive human woman.
Deerling: An alien? Don’t look too closely, Ling. His excessive charm and hotness are a ruse to capture you and probe you for information. Although, maybe probing wouldn’t be so bad.
Scizor: Yeah…time to go, Scizor.
Hmm…if Quen ever gives up her obsession and decides she wants Elekid, I could maybe ship this…
Toddler time! Here’s our little Plantsim baby, and he’s quite adorable!
And here’s little Ariados! I wasn’t able to change her scale colors, so please excuse the pink scales for now. We’ll try again when she’s a child.
Taking genetics only from Quen, Gus is of course her spitting image. He does have green skin and hair though.
As we’ve already seen, Ari has Mimey’s green skin, although I think it’s on Aubergine’s place on the slider. She also has Aubergine’s pink hair and light blue eyes. She looks a lot like her father off the bat, but again, we’ll see when she’s older.
The new toddlers get put right in the playpen. I’m glad they have each other to learn with, easy way for kids to have decent relationships starting out!
No skill bar! Ling’s maxed alchemy, so now it’s time to go around throwing elixirs at people.
The boys are good lackeys potential husbands, as they each work toward their LTW.
Our nerdy couch potato enjoys some video games.
Scizor: It’s super weird that I held hands with Alexis, but I can move past it. He’s a great party member in Simscape!
Poor Mimey doesn’t appear much anymore, so here’s a picture of him pondering his next move.
Mr. Mime: I do sometimes wish Porygon were still here so we could spend some quality time together…
Maybe we’ll invite him over sometime, Mimey.
Kid’s not the only one who gets put on toilet training duty. Not that Ortho seems to mind so much. It’s a learning experience.
Orthopox: Please do not mind me, tiny mermaid. I am simply studying another aspect of your biological function.
Delibird: New Dadda is kinda weird. But at least he doesn’t steal my candy like other Dadda.
Off Ling goes to throw bottles at random Sims!
Deerling: Plop.
Cedrick: WTF?! Can’t you Kantos just leave me alone?!
Deerling: ~gently places bottle~
Guy: Uhh, thanks?
Deerling: Are you happy, Fairy Lord? I’ve given you another minion. Now won’t you leave me alone?
Old Man: Wings? Why do I have wings?
Vespiquen: I summon you, oh Jammie the genie.
Jammie: Hey there! Did you accomplish your task?
Vespiquen: Ughhh….
No, we did not accomplish our task. Quen’s been in the catacombs several times now, and she keeps getting kicked out after being electrified. I’m assuming it’s because our household has too many Sims, and even with mods, the game doesn’t want me to add Jammie. I was going to free Jammie and have her get pregnant so Quen would only have to go through two more pregnancies herself. It’ll be quite some time before our house isn’t overstuffed though, and I really want a genie baby, so…
Vespiquen: ~sigh~
Jammie: ~is pleased~
The first time didn’t take, and I’m glad it didn’t! I forgot to reroll her face!
Much better. Now get back in there, Quen!
Vespiquen: Grrr…..
Orthopox: This dancing activity is quite pleasurable! Very different from the leisure activities available on my home planet.
Scizor: Another one? These little siblings just keep multiplying…
Vespiquen: Just you wait, Ortho my love. I’m just a few steps away from being able to pledge myself to you forever!
Orthopox: I am quite interested in finally getting those biology lessons you promised, I will admit.
Deerling: Umm…I think we have a problem.
Old Woman: Is…is that man dead?
Dead Guy: What just happened…?
So….I was just clicking random elixirs to use on random Sims, and I must have given this old man an age of instant.
…..oops. Sorry, buddy.
Psyduck: Gramma just killed someone….
Well, on that note…I think it’s time to go. Thank you guys so much for reading, and Happy Simming! See you next time, everyone.
Hello everyone! I’ve hopefully figured out a solution to my media storage problem, so let’s give this a shot! Please let me know if you notice any issues with the images. Anyways, let’s get on with the show!
Deerling got the “oh my ghost” opportunity, so I jumped at the chance to bring our next baby daddy back to life!
Deerling: This is not how I expected to spend my second chance at life.
Meanwhile, Quen and Elekid return home with Quen’s newborn baby, Delibird.
Vespiquen: Oh, Kid. Isn’t she just beautiful? I’m starting to like the idea of having a baby to represent each of my loves.
Elekid: Be strong, Kid. It’ll be your turn one day.
Elekid: Allow me to give you a back massage after this difficult day, my love!
Vespiquen: Jeez, Kid! Don’t sneak up on me like that!
Elekid: 😦
Welcome back to life, Aubergine!
Aubergine: Woah. Did you bring me back, fair maiden?
Deerling: Ewww. Stay away from me, ectoplasmic extension of the Fairy Lord’s rule.
Ling, you realize your father was a ghost.
Deerling: Daddy’s different.
While waiting for her new suitor to return home, Quen calls up Orthopox, her alien obsession.
Vespiquen: Ortho! My sunshine! How I’ve missed hearing your voice.
Vespiquen: Remember that promise you made me? To mate with me and create a mermaid-alien spawn? Are you still interested? Oh, you’re busy right now? That’s okay. Maybe some other time, then.
Alien babies can wait. Time for us to nab ourselves a werewolf ghost.
I thought I had more pictures of the following interactions, but apparently I was so frustrated that I barely took any. I chose the hot tub as the place for woohoo, but Maggie and Mimey kept getting in the way. Several Sim hours, several attempts to send them away, and no babies later, we had to change up our plans.
Margaret: My mission to prevent our daughter from conceiving another spawn for us to take care of has succeeded, Mimey!
Mr. Mime: As much as I want Quen to make her own choices, I will say that this has been a fun evening, Mags.
Elekid: Do my ears deceive me? Quen’s parents are on my side! Soon, my love. You shall be mine.
Joke’s on them. The time machine was chosen as the new woohoo venue.
Aubergine: Let’s get this over with and get to bed, babe! As hot as I find you, this night has been exhausting.
They quickly emerge, Quen fertilized.
And we send Aubergine on his way.
Aubergine: One house, please. I’d rather not live in the place I died any longer.
Vespiquen: This conquest was such a pain. I need Kid to make me feel better.
Vespiquen: Hey, handsome. Wanna give me comfort after the ridiculous things I just had to go through?
Elekid: That sounds like music to my ears!
Margaret: Seriously, daughter? You immediately run into another man’s arms after getting pregnant again? I didn’t raise you this way.
Mr. Mime: Aww, c’mon Mags. They’re pretty cute together.
Dang, missed the sparkle shot again! But Delibird has grown into a toddler!
Scizor: Happy birthday, baby sister. Welcome to the competition.
Delibird has Mimey’s skin and hair color, and her father Cedrick’s reddish-brown eyes. She looks a lot like Ced right off the bat, those definitely look like his eyes and lips. But we’ll see as she gets older.
Mr. Mime: Another beautiful granddaughter, and this one looks so much like me!
It’s true, she has more coloring from Mimey than any of his children did! Grandparent genetics are becoming very strong for me lately.
We quickly get started on Deli’s skilling.
Ling still tends to our forbidden fruit. Fingers crossed it becomes a Plantsim baby!
Kid practices a lot of evil speeches.
Elekid: Okay, kid. She’s pregnant again. But after this baby, it’s time to assert yourself. There’s no way she can resist me once I’m ruler of the world!
Sorry, kid. There’s still a couple more “daddies” lined up before Quen finally settles down. Including…
Vespiquen: Genie, genie, in the lamp. Come out and flirt with me or whatever.
Deerling: Gasp! More supernaturals being invited into this home!
Deerling: You will regret this, Beedrill.
Vespiquen: It’s Quen, grandma. And I’m already regretting this.
Jammie: Hey, gorgeous! Are you second guessing rejecting me as a marriage partner yet?
Vespiquen: Nope. Just let me build up our relationship so I can release you from genie prison and we can get this over with.
Maggie reached level five of the sculpting career! Just one more career to go to complete her LTW!
Delibird starts on her walking skill.
Quen, meanwhile, is starting to feel the effects of her new nooboo.
Vespiquen: Oh, Orthopox… what would you think of me if you could see me now?
Well, he already knows about your goal and he still agreed to procreate with you, so I think he’d be fine.
Elekid: Stupid, not mine baby! You think you can have candy when your father stole my woman?
Dude. Ced’s not an issue anymore. And I doubt Quen will want you if you’re mean to her offspring.
Elekid: Crap, you’re right. Gotta write her a song to apologize and declare my love.
Look how different the girls look already this generation! As gorgeous as Maggie’s kids were, they were all very similar looking, coloring wise. It’s nice having variety again.
Margaret: Alright, Deli, listen to Granda Maggie. Your momma is a terrible role model, so you should look to me for advise and inspiration.
Delibird: That’s nice, Grammy. But can you leave me alone now? I can’t make music with you watching me.
Quen must be trying to run off her pregnancy weight, not that it’ll help when she’s not done having babies yet.
Vespiquen: Shush! I must be the hottest I can be when Orthopox finally comes to visit!
She’s super obsessed with Orthopox. While she does autonomously flirt with Elekid a lot, she never rolls wishes for him. She’s constantly wishing for Orthopox.
Maggie’s final career is painting! Hopefully her LTW will be completed pretty soon.
Vespiquen: Not sure when you climbed into my bed, Kid, but I’ll be back in a minute.
Elekid: Bring that body back soon, my love.
Vespiquen: Get ready to be a possible future step-dad for a third time!
Elekid: You’re lucky I love you, woman. Most Sims don’t want to be trapped like this.
Delibird: Yay, new baby! I want a brother!
No real point to this picture, except to show Ling’s everyday outfit since she doesn’t wear it much.
Deerling: Oh yeah, I’m awesome.
Finally time to free Jammie the genie!
Jammie: At last! My time has come!
Vespiquen: Geez, lady. Cut the theatrics.
First, we put the lamp in the fridge.
Margaret: That’s it, my child’s really gone off the deep end this time.
Next, the oven. Unfortunately, the final steps will have to wait. Quen can’t take the lamp to the catacombs while she’s pregnant.
Not that Jammie minds the wait, as she makes herself right at home.
Deerling: Contaminating our fridge with your evil, supernatural powers…disgraceful.
Vespiquen: What do you think you’re doing with my daughter, Kid? I wanted to hold her.
Elekid: You just rest up, future wife. I’ll take care of Deli for you.
Delibird: Thank you, dadda!
Elekid: Oh no, kid. I ain’t your daddy. I’m just your mom’s future husband.
Delibird: Dadda! I love you!
Elekid: Well…maybe being your dad wouldn’t be so bad…
Vespiquen: Orthopox!!! It’s so good to hear from you! You’ll visit soon? Really?? I look forward to it! See you then!
Scizor: Wow, momma’s singing show tunes. She must be serious.
While her mother swoons, Deli gets started on her TSAL.
Birthday time for Maggie!
Margaret: Woohoo, I get to become an old lady now!
She’s a lot more open to the prospect than I thought she’d be.
Awww, she makes such a cute elder!
Margaret: Oh yeah, I’m still fabulous!
It’s also Scizor’s birthday!
Here’s the firstborn of Cinnibar as a child! They grow up so fast. Her new trait is genius, to go with couch potato and good.
I’m pretty confident in saying she’s a clone of Quen at this point, but her teen looks could surprise me.
Dancing for your family’s birthdays, Quen?
Vespiquen: Of course not! I’m celebrating my beloved coming to me soon!
Obsessed, I tell you.
Our little genius was given Sandshrew’s old bedroom, and she jumps right on the chemistry table.
Elekid has been taking up various tasks around the house in an attempt to win Quen’s favor. Maybe Orthopox will be a fleeting obsession, buddy. We’ll see.
Elekid: She has to choose me! She created me! She couldn’t possibly find a more suitable man for her.
A compelling argument, I will admit.
Vespiquen: There’s nothing fleeting about my love, I can assure you. Orthopox will be mine.
But first…it is time!
Vespiquen: Let’s see what we’ve got here.
Vespiquen: Woah! Why does this plant look like a baby?!
That’s because the plant is a baby!!!
Yes! We’ve got a plantsim! Our little guy’s name is Foongus.
Our Foongus is athletic and he loves the outdoors. I didn’t take down his favorites or sign in my notes this time, so I’ll have to update you next time.
Vespiquen: Look guys, another baby!
Elekid: You already had your baby? So it’s finally Kid’s time to shine?
Vespiquen: Oh, no. I’m still pregnant. This one was pulled from the soil.
Elekid: Oh. Great. Another one to take care of. Anything for my love, though.
Margaret: I’m tired of this same old song and dance. Change the station!
What do you think of the new baby, Scizor?
Scizor: I think the rest of us will most likely be stuck taking care of him. I’m too young for all these responsibilities.
Special visitor for Quen!
Vespiquen: Orthopox! What a surprise! I didn’t expect you so early. I was hoping to have given birth before you arrived, so you wouldn’t have to see me in such a state.
Orthopox: Worry not, siren. I find you pleasing to the eye in any form.
Vespiquen: Oh, Ortho…that’s the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to me.
Orthopox: My mermaid, I cannot lie. My visit has an ulteriour motive. My planet has sent me to study the strange weather here. We do not have what you call “cold” or “snow.” I hope you do not mind that I take some time to pursue my scientific endeavors.
Vespiquen: Of course I don’t mind! In fact, what would you say to staying here for a while? We’d love to host you while you conduct your experiments, and you’d get to spend your free time with me! It would be a win-win!
Orthopox: What a brilliant suggestion! I accept. I cannot wait to study not only the Earth’s weather patterns, but various aspects of mermaid biology as well.
Vespiquen: I’ll gladly show you whatever you want to know about my biology ;P
Orthopox: There’s another specimen that I’ll be studying on this trip as well. That enchanting creature who lives with you.
You can’t really be too mad, Quen, given your track record with men.
Vespiquen: It’s fine. You can study her as much as you want. So long as I’m the only one giving you biology lessons.
Orthopox: That sounds like a reasonable promise.
Elekid: Damn alien, thinking he can waltz in here and take Quen from me….he’ll see. They’ll all see. Quen will be mine. Nobody will stop me from achieving my happily ever after.
That’s all for this chapter, everyone. Thanks so much for sticking with me, and I’ll see you all soon for more of Quen’s man drama!
Hey everyone! Before we start, I just wanted to wish a happy 8 year legaversary to the Kantos! I can’t believe it’s been 8 years since I moved Absol into Riverview and kicked off this crazy family. I want to thank you all for sticking with me this far. It’s a bit cringe for me to go back and read some of my older chapters from when I was still a teenager, but it’s definitely interesting to see how I’ve grown and changed throughout the years. Anyways, enough with the sappy stuff. On with the show!
Vespiquen: Can’t somebody else do the gross parts of toddler training? I don’t wanna deal with the poop…
Everyone else is doing career or skilling stuff, Quen. You have an easy LTW, but I’m not letting you off scot-free from responsibilities.
Vespiquen: Fine. You want me to do parenting stuff? I’ll stand here and watch my kid.
Scizor: Mama, don’t just stand there! Help me fit the block into the hole!
I actually have another task for you, Quen.
Vespiquen: Ooh, a fancy lamp.
Scizor: Can I play with it?
Vespiquen: How mysterious, I do wonder what will happen.
Jammie: Greetings and salutations. I’m Jammie. The Genie.
Jammie: Now leave me alone. I need rest.
Vespiquen: Oh. I kinda thought the genie would be a guy.
Vespiquen: Look, I don’t really need any wishes. I’ve already had everything handed to me on a silver platter.
Vespiquen: I’m really just looking for prospects to have kids with. I super don’t swing this way, but I think I could make an exception one time if you’d be willing to give your…donation.
Jammie: I’d be honored if you’d consider me as a baby “daddy.” Maybe you’d also think about me when looking to finally settle down, too? I’d make a good housewife.
Vespiquen: Eww. No. This will absolutely be a one-and-done thing. Now if you’ll excuse me, I don’t wanna think about this anymore…
I do feel a bit bad about this since Quen is straight. Was definitely expecting a male genie. Good thing Sims’ gender preferences are pretty flexible most of the time.
While this was going on, Scizor got started on teaching herself to walk.
AH! HE’S FINALLY OUT! This is well into the third week in this town, and our ghost has finally shown himself. This is Aubergine Berry, the man who was unfortunately crushed during the building of this house. He’s also a werewolf!
Margaret: What the heck is going on here?!
Aubergine: Oh dear…have I overstepped…?
Aubergine: Ma’am…are you alright?
Vespiquen: Woah. Who are you?
Aubergine: I’m not sure anymore, pretty lady. Last thing I knew, I was on this house’s construction crew. Then today, I wake up as a ghost.
Vespiquen: Oh no, I’m so sorry that happened to you. Is death scary?
Aubergine: Nah, not really. It’s kinda like life, just slower. And I have to go back in a few hours.
Vespiquen: Then let’s not waste any time. You’re hot. After I have my baby, I wanna get sweaty with you.
Aubergine: Hehe…that sounds nice.
Ling is hard at work on her new LTW. Not sure if this is the smart way to do it, but I’m having her build up her skill to level 10 first, then she’ll work on using her elixirs.
Quen is hard at work at the science research station. I’m sure after meeting some of her romantic options this chapter, you can guess what my goal is.
Of course, she has to pause to acknowledge her pregnancy.
Poor Mimey is exhuasted after a long day at work, yet he’s still the one to free Scizor from her walker. Of course, he takes his sweet time getting her back to her crib.
Mr. Mime: Oh. Our TV’s broken. I suppose I’ll be the one to fix that…
Scizor: I don’t care about the TV right now, Papa! I wanna go to bed!
Maggie’s started on her third career, sculpting! Hopefully this does count as her third career, since the first was completed in the previous town.
Quen takes a break from science to reread the pregnancy books.
Then she takes a break from reading the books to greet a very special visitor!
Vespiquen: OMG! Hi, I’m Quen. I’ll make this quick, since I don’t know how long you’ll be staying. Wanna have a baby with me?
Orthopox: Greetings. I must admit that my people typically mate only with males of the human species. To mate with a female would be…an interesting experiment.
Vespiquen: Actually, I’m not a human. I’m a mermaid.
Orthopox: Fascinating!
Vespiquen: He’s cute as a bug. Can I keep him?
Here’s some Scizor spam, since her mother’s exploits are getting much more attention than she is.
Scizor: That’s okay, I don’t mind not being in the spotlight.
Quen left our alien friend for the night, but he hung around the lot until daytime.
I had Mimey invite him inside.
Mr. Mime: Hello, nice to meet you. You must be Orthopox, my daughter’s been telling me about you. Wanna come inside for a while?
Orthopox: Thank you for the invitation, human male. I will accept, as I am intrigued to learn about your way of life.
Orthopox: So this is what they call “dancing.” It is very pleasing!
Orthopox: Hello, human baby. I am Orthopox, a friend of your mother’s.
Scizor: Mommy has lots of friends, you’ll have to be more specific.
Orthopox: I am the one who issues wiggling fingers to naughty children!
Scizor: Ahahah, that tickles! I like this friend, Mommy!
He played with Scizor for a while, then left. I think he’d make a great husband candidate, assuming Quen likes him!
Almost time for Scizor to age up, and I realized I’d forgotten to have her do her TSAL! We got right on that.
Quen finally got the forbidden fruit seed! Since Ling’s gardening skill is maxed out, I had her plant it for us. If she’s able to though, I’ll have Quen pick the seed when it’s ready so if we get a baby, it’ll be hers.
Now it’s back to the chemistry table, but not before she downs some raw fish.
Vespiquen: Yummy, fish is my favorite!
I haven’t paid much attention to her eating fish before. I find it kinda icky.
Mimey still paints in his spare time. He’s done a couple more Quen portraits, and they’ve turned out super dark still. Might have to move the easels around to get better lighting.
Quen’s chemistry table exploits are now over as well.
Vespiquen: Elekid, wake up! I’m sorry I’ve ignored you since childhood. I’ve just had more important things to do. But I have a surprise for you.
Elekid: I’m still mad. But I’ll take your surprise.
Elekid: Woah. What happened?
Vespiquen: You became real, that’s what.
Here’s Elekid after I rerolled his face! He’s quite the cutie.
Elekid is clumsy, a hopeless romantic, ambitious, lucky, and evil. His LTW is Golden Tongue, Golden Fingers. He likes kids music, mushroom omelets, the color black, and is a Capricorn.
He’s also super obsessed with Quen.
Elekid: I’m so happy you came around, Quen. I’m ready to be your doting house husband!
Vespiquen: I mean, I do want a husband. I guess you can be an option.
Elekid: Oh, thank you m’lady! I promise I won’t let you down!
Vespiquen: Hey, I’m not making any promises. And even if I do decide to marry you, you’ll have to wait until I’m done having my fun.
Elekid: Of course, I’ll wait for you forever, Quen…
Vespiquen: Oh shoot, the baby’s coming!
Elekid: Baby?! I’m not ready to be a step-dad!
Vespiquen: Too late for that, buddy!
I had Elekid take Quen to the hospital.
Elekid: Please drive faster, Mr. Taxi Driver! My future wife is having another man’s baby!
Vespiquen: I haven’t agreed to be your future wife yet!
Taxi Driver: I so don’t get paid enough for this.
Welcome to the world, baby Delibird!
Delibird is an artistic loner, and she likes songwriter music, firecracker shrimp, and the color pink. She’s a leo. I changed the baby blanket color for Scizor when she was born, but my game didn’t like that very much and kinda glitched out. So it’s back to pink and blue blankets for me!
That’s all for this chapter. Thanks so much for reading, and I hope you enjoyed it! I know we met a lot of baby daddies for Quen this chapter, and that definitely wasn’t intentional. They were all meant to show up someday, but I didn’t expect all that to happen in such a short time! Oh well, at least we have the rest of her baby daddies lined up now! Hope you all have a great day, and I’ll see you next time!
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