4.6: Red Hot

Hey guys! Since the last update, I’ve become a member of the Delta Delta Delta sorority. Shout out to any other TriDelts out there! Anyways, in the last chapter, Shelley started a fire in the snow, Ledyba grew into an adorable toddler, and poor Joey passed away before he could complete his LTW. With all that said, let’s jump right into the chapter!

Some updates first, as per usual…

Phio gave birth to her third child, Robyn.

Kyovan had twins! Now both spares have three kids to their names.

And finally, a second baby to Herbson. This is perfect, seeing as Kurtis is way too old for Ledyba at this point, should she be named heiress.

And finally, promotions for Tarmie. I’m very proud of my ladies, even if I’m slacking off on Jamie’s career.

Nice to see my Sims getting along so well at the start of the day.

Rachelle: How dare you make me look bad with your fancy pant-suits and your promotions and your general pleasantness!

Altaria: Woah, bitch. Woah.

Not like Tari’s the only lady making Shelley look like a lazy bum. Ri might be the youngest Kanto ever to max a skill! You go girl!

Not to be outdone in anything, Shelley has to have a crying contest with Jamie.

Rachelle: I just can’t get over the loss of poor Jeffery…

Jamie: Joe. His name was Joe.

Rachelle: Who was that, dear?

Vermilion IF bonding session!

I can’t remember what I named either of their special friends, which means that they’re not important in the long run.

Jamie heads off for another day at work. I’m amazed the game still lets elder Sims be firefighters, but I can’t complain. It brings in the cash.

You’re actually interacting with your offspring?

Rachelle: I need to train my spawn for when she becomes heiress.

You realize that Deo could easily be voted heiress too, you know? Or any future Tarmie daughter that may occur?

Rachelle: No need to worry about any competition. This child is clearly the most interesting. Readers are already in love with her, aren’t you readers?

Ledyba: Goo?

Camerupt: Hey baby, hows about you and me visit the block table together sometime? I’ll build you the castle of your dreams, if you know what I mean 😉

I do love my future Casanova ❤

Shelley learned the hard way that if she wants to train her daughter to be heir, that means actually training her in her skills.

Rachelle: I changed my mind. Can we just let the alien be heiress instead?

Jamie’s days at work are quite productive…

Firefighter: Now that’s a grandma I’d like to…

Jamie: Quiet, young man. I’m happily faithful to my lovely wife.

Firefighter: Oh…wanna bring her along too?

Jamie: >-<

But at least following her around gives me a chance to look at the fine specimens my game has concocted. Too bad they’re service Sims and can’t reproduce on their own…

Although sometimes she gets a chance to handle delicate situations like this.

Jamie: You have got to be kidding me…

Unown: You don’t understand, man! They’re everywhere!!!

Jamie: The things I put up with…

The first thing the kids do when they get home from school is cry about the loss of their grandfather. Whom they barely spoke to…

Tepig: WAAAAA!!! GRANDPA!!!

Deoxys: Why’d you have to die on us?…

Tepig: Look at me, I’m Deoxys and I pretend to have feelings even though I’m an evil alien freak.

Tepig: Gosh, maybe that was too harsh…

Tepig: Oh, who am I kidding? She’s so awful, she deserves to be mocked!

Tepig: Oh, boohoo, woah is me, I have to eat lunch in the bathroom stall because everybody makes fun of me for being alien scum.

Tepig: I swear I’ll get her…somehow…

Deoxys: Boo! I have scared you, auntie! See how cool and evil I am?

Azurill: GASP! I’m covered in dirty sink water! Out of my way kid, I need to shower…three times…

Nobody takes the evil loser seriously. Not even the nervous wreck.

Deo shouldn’t take what Tepig says too seriously. I mean, just look at him.

Tepig: Help! I think the ghost of Grandpa Joe has taken over my left hand!

At least the two of them can put aside their differences to do their homework together.

Azurill: Do either of you know about the ecosystem of butterflies?

Tepig: Nope.

Deoxys: Nada.

Azruill: Drat…

Ledyba gets her final skill in.

And Deo is quick on the draw to dispose of the mess.

Deoxys: It’s not like any of the adults around here clean…not even the maid…

It’s true…we get a new one every other day. All this one does is steal our food.

Slacking off from painting and stealing your brother and cousin’s block table…for shame, Tepig Kanto.

Tepig: What can I say? The blocks have always called to me.

Charmander: I live with a bunch of freaks…

Charmander: But you’re not a freak, are you, painting of Ariel? At least there’s some rational people in this house.

Honestly, I don’t actually know who he was talking to here…I think he picked up the insane trait for a minute or two…

Camerupt: Oh Paras my sweet, one day you shall be real and we shall be together. But until that day, I shall have to make due with all the other ladies of the world. They need my love too, you know.

Paras: No, slave! You are mine to rule!

Camerupt: Oh Paras, always the kidder.

Jamie had a job to do at the business building. I find it funny that all her co-workers were forced outside because of the fire, but Tari got to stay inside and work.

See? She’s just now leaving.

Altaria: What’s all the hubbub, guys?

Crowd: FIRE!!!

Altaria: What, did the temp leave a hot pocket in the microwave again?

D’aww. Sibling bonding.

Skilling check.

Tepig: Painting.

Deoxys: Discovering.

Charmander: Inventing.

Excellent. Carry on.

Rachelle: I just love my nooboo. Don’t you think it’s time for me to have another one?

Jamie: Nice try, don’t think you get out of becoming an elder that easily.

Rachelle: Drat…

Rachelle: Oh well, nothing for it. Time to watch your momma age up, kid!

Jamie: Yay! The ol’ bitch is becoming an ol’ hag!

GAH! SO SCARY! T.T

Better, although she’s still a little creepy in her elder years…

The above picture is the result of some weird skin-hair disagreement glitch I’ve been having when pairing some custom skin colors with certain hairs, usually EA created and usually show up in CAS. This was a custom style and it did not appear that way in CAS. Which is why it freaked me out so much.

Rachelle: Now I know what it feels like to be a clown…

Right…I’ll just leave you to your oldness…

Charmander: I knew I had magical powers like my mother, but I had no idea I could make blue fire! What else can these hands produce?…

Charmander: Oh, it’s just another zombie ghost. As if I don’t see enough of those every day…

Samuel: Brains?

Tepig: No, Grandpa’s Ghost, there’s no need to get jealous! Charmie took care of that Samuel Goth guy! He won’t take your place!

Charmander: Good golly, miss wall-y. Wait till I tell you about this crazy cousin of mine…

Rachelle: Look at that disgusting display of affection, Ledyba. If your father were here, or even your grandfather for that matter, we’d show them…oh yes we would…

Ledyba: Kissing is gross. Wanna play blocks with cousin Cam instead.

Cousin Cam is otherwise occupied, I’m afraid.

Camerupt: Watch me, Misty! I’m gonna be old enough to talk to actual girls now!

Azurill: YES! BIRTHDAY! Wait till I tell Jamie about this!

Rachelle: What a weirdo…

Ledyba: Put me down please…

Camerupt: Tada! I’m gorgeous. Watch out schoolgirls, here I come ;D

He rolled ambitious. Fitting, seeing as he wants to seduce every living (and unliving) thing in sight.

It was the weekend, so I sent the kids out to do things. Charmie went to the junkyard to pick up some more scrap.

I sent Deo with Shelley and Ledyba to the park.

It gave me a chance to marvel at my wondrous service Sims.

Cam, taking after big brother, chose to stay home and paint.

Camerupt: The ladies love an artistic man.

Apparently Ri grew up…how did I miss that? And why didn’t I buy her a cake?

Azurill: It’s fine. I’m used to being ignored.

Ri grew up a born saleswoman, adding to brave, excitable, neurotic, and an animal lover. She wants to be a firefighter superhero like her sister-in-law. She is a Pisces who loves R+B music, tri-tip steak, and the color lime. She gets to stick around a while until she discovers all the potions and maxes logic, at least.

Azurill: Don’t I feel all special…

Little miss evil got her face painted.

Deoxys: This paint….

Deoxys: I love it! Doesn’t it suit me just perfectly? I think the pink really goes well with my complexion…

I’m starting to question her programming…anyways, that’s all I have for you today. This chapter feels really messy, and I apologize for that. I hope to bring you guys something a little more cohesive next time. Have a great evening, and as always, happy Simming!

4.5: Fire Walk With Me

I have now made it through three weeks of college! Rejoice! I haven’t been too overloaded with work yet, but we’ll see what happens. In the last chapter, we had four birthdays: Jamie aged into an elder, Charmander and Deoxys became children, and Camerupt grew into a toddler. Rachelle gave birth to baby Ledyba, another potential heiress, and Altaria made it halfway to her LTW. Wow, things actually happened last chapter. Will anything significant occur today? Let’s jump right in and find out!

Ummm….

Rachelle: Well this is awkward.

Rachelle: I’ll just pit it out real quick and nobody will notice.

Too late, someone noticed.

Altaria: What in the world is going on?!

Shelley was playing with magic and somehow set the graveyard on fire.

Altaria: Well put it out, for goodness sake!

We’re trying our best! Just calm down!

Jamie: Amateurs. All of you.

Talk about taking this lying down…honestly, cowardly Sims…

Even the kids ended up outside to marvel at the disaster.

Deoxys: How is a girl supposed to sleep at night knowing the ground could spontaneously combust at any moment?

Finally, the fire was tamed.

Deoxys: Man, scary things are exhausting…

Tepig: Aunt Shelley, you ruin everything.

Jamie: I could’ve had that fire within minutes.

Rachelle: Everybody’s a critic…

Azurill: Don’t worry everyone, I took it upon myself to stay inside our warm, safe house to protect the infant from harm.

How noble of you.

Not like Charmie did much to help either.

Charmander: I’m raising my snowman army to crush the fire with their bodies of frozen water.

Right. Of course. How could I possibly think anything different?

Rachelle: Now that that fiasco is over with, back to practicing!

I don’t think so. Get back inside before you freeze to death or set something on fire again.

All the children flocked to their favorite skill-building activities like good legacy Sims.

Azurill’s already chained to the chemistry table most of the time, but Deo is focusing on logic too, so I thought I’d give her a chance.

I don’t know how Charmie isn’t freezing to death in just his everyday clothing, but I’m not complaining. I haven’t had an inventor Sim since the fourth generation of my first legacy, so this is still a bit of a novelty for me. Forgive me if I focus on it too much.

Ri still hates Shelley.

Azurill: I ought to push you right off the nearest bridge, you menace!

Rachelle: I’d like to see you try, hun.

Deoxys: I just love the feeling of charred skin 😀

Tepig: Mother, you look kind of crazy. I, a fellow insane Sim, implore you to relieve your stress through painting. Or just judging other people’s paintings. That usually works too. But seriously, you look really bonkers right now.

Altaria: ~eye twitch~ You think so?

Joe: Strange. I don’t usually start glowing after a chess match…

Joe: Now I can see right through my hand. How peculiar.

Oh no, Joey! D:

Altaria: Daddy, no!

Tepig: Great. Now mom’s gonna be even more crazy…

Grim: Better make this quick. Squirtle and I are taking a vacay on the beach of Sunlit Tides. 

Grim: Joe Kanto, will you accept your death and join me in the afterlife for as long as your soul shall live? 

Joe: I will.

Grim: Great. Let’s get going. I think your husband is dying to see you. No pun intended. 

Deoxys: Grandpa, no! How is a small, evil child meant to deal with death?

Charmander: I’m sensing a disturbance under our bunkbead.

Charmander: Ugghh, it’s just the forces of darkness here to take away my grandpa’s soul. How inconvenient.

I feel bad that I haven’t been paying much attention to Joe since we’ve brought him into the legacy house. He was a very motivated Sim and continued to climb his way up the medical career until his death. He had almost maxed his logic skill, and probably would have if I had paid more attention to what he was doing. Joey Kanto passed away at 98 days old, officially leaving the legacy in the hands of Cerulean generation. You will be missed, Joey. Have fun catching up with Klinky in the afterlife!

Rachelle: Oh darn. The butler died. Whatever shall I do without those meals on a silver platter?

That “butler” was your father-in-law. And he never served you any food, on a platter or otherwise.

Rachelle: I was making a joke, doll. Don’t ruin it.

Jamie is quick to offer her condolences.

Apparently Tepig didn’t take his grandfather’s death too hard. They barely interacted anyways.

Tepig: My servants! A new king will soon rise from the ashes! I promise to be a fair and just ruler so long as you do everything I say!

Poor, orphaned Ri throws herself into childcare.

Charmander: Video games suck! They’re for lazy people who don’t have anything better to do with their lives.

Deoxys: Okay…just antagonize me for no good reason, why don’t you…

Tarmie enjoys the stars together after the rough day they’ve had.

Jamie: No, no. No kisses.

Jamie: I’m just too upset about your father’s death to show affection!

Altaria: You’ve gotta be kidding me…

Hey, didn’t you just yell at your sister about hating video games?

Charmander: Yeah, arcade games. Console games are a whole different story. Aww yeah, Wario wins!

Mailman: Stupid mail! Stupid Kantos, always paying their stupid bills on time! Stupid government job! I hate my life!!!

Mailman: Take THAT, you obnoxious piece of paper!

Tepig: You’ll regret that, hatted man…mark my words…

Deoxys: Do I really have to go to school? Can’t I just be home schooled? Shouldn’t evil such as myself be contained and deprived of sunlight and social interaction? I should just be a shut-in, right?

Doe’s had some troubles. It’s no wonder she doesn’t want to go. But alas, home schooling never works very well for me so public school it is.

On a more positive note, Ledyba grew up into a toddler, and boy is she a cutie!

She makes quick friends with her (matching!) IF, Solrock.

Camerupt: Thank you, potty, for allowing me to use you and leave. Not everything would be that understanding. Like, my doll is constantly making me play with her, build a relationship. I can’t be tied down like that, man! Do you know how many toys we have in this house? Like, a bajillion! I can’t only play with one!

Paras: Play with me or I’ll keep glitching you through the wall.

Camerupt: Yes, ma’am!

Rachelle: I’d sooner dig my own brains out with a trowel than teach this little brat to speak…

Ledyba: Mummy, what’s that bubble thing above your head?

Rachelle: ~groans~

New maid! She looks really pretty in this shot, but I took her into CAS and her nose is actually kind of horrifying…def not spouse material…

Not that we really need a maid with Jamie cleaning everything up herself.

Charmander: Who needs math homework anyways? When am I ever gonna use numbers for inventing?

Camerupt: Hey cuz, since we’re the youngest, we should form an alliance.

Ledyba: What’s that mean, Cam?

Camerupt: It means we promise to be friends and stick together no matter what.

Ledyba: Awesome! Let’s do it!

And so the first friendship of the generation was struck.

Altaria: Phio, you are so lucky you got to move out of this hell hole. Our dad just died, that crazy witch big brother married nearly burned the graveyard down, and the kids are crazy…oh, your kids are perfect angels and your husband is a joy? Well woop-de-friggen-doo.

Speaking of Phione’s kids…

They just had birthdays! This is Derik, the eldest. His father was Shinx.

And this is Torey. His father is Phio’s husband, Robi Hozman.

Charmie never came home from school. I guess he’s been hanging around in the playground ever since he finished his homework.

Charmander: I’m having an adventure! It’s not every day I get to actually leave the house!

Hey now, you make me sound like a cruel dictator…

Charmander: Mostly cause you are.

Deoxys: It’s true. I mean, sending me to a place where I’m constantly teased? It’s like you’re punishing me for evil deeds I haven’t even done yet. Plus, why do I have to do more work outside of school? It’s ridiculous! I’m going on strike!

Well fine. If you two hate me so much, I’ll just leave. That’s it for this chapter, guys. I’ll be back with more when these Sims decide to end their strike. Hope you all had a great Labor Day today, and as always, happy Simming!

4.4: Insane Kanto Posse

Hello all, I’m back with a new chapter of the Kanto legacy! I still can’t promise that I’ll be able to officially come out of hiatus. I start college in three days, and I’ve seen what the stress does to many legacies. I can say, however, that I think I’m finally ready to write a new chapter. In my last week of freedom, I’ve been slowly easing my way back into Sims, so I’m hoping I’ll be back to having lots of fun posting!

In the last update, Tarmie had a new baby, Jamie was impregnated by her ghostly husband, and Klink sadly passed away.

We’ll start out this chapter with some updates, as I tend to do quite frequently.

First off, Tari is halfway to her LTW! She’s buzzing right up the corporate ladder like nobody’s business. It’s amazing how fast Cerulean gen is progressing compared to the rest of their family.

Phio had another baby. As I mentioned in a previous update, this man was previously engaged to Aza.

Newly aged up Tepig heads straight for the easel, as so many Kantos before him have done.

Jamie pays more attention to the alien baby than to her own children most of the time.

Jamie: So, can aliens feel pain? If I poke you like this, does it hurt?

Deoxys: Stop this at once, foul wench! I demand that you…ahaha, it tickles so bad!!!

Tepig: I find the artist’s use of watercolor in this scenario to be appalling. Charcoal would have been much more appropriate for such a scene.

I just love how insane Sims, when otherwise unoccupied, will waltz about the house judging artwork.

Another favorite activity of this insane Sim is gossip.

Rachelle: And then he said… ~whispers~

Tepig: No way! Tell me more!

Tepig: Will you stop following me around everywhere?!?! Even I have some boundaries!

Tepig: Nope? Still taking pictures? I see how it is…

Tepig: Blah blah, took at me! I’m Ami and I can’t even write a new chapter because all I want to do with my life is watch anime.

Tepig: I’m so stupid, I can’t even get halfway through a legacy in two years!

Alright, fine. I get it. I’ll stop taking pictures…for now…

Instead of following Tepig around, why don’t we move our focus to Jamie, who is about to turn elder.

Look how cute she is!!! She is the most adorable elder ever!!! The only disadvantage is that now, if I want to give her and Tari one more chance at having a girl, I’m going to have to let Tari get pregnant, which would interfere with her LTW. I’ll give it a little while, see how quickly she progresses, and then I’ll consider it.

Speaking of birthdays, Kurits VanGold became a teen! I luv him so 😀

Even though I’ll probably have Tepig take over with painting, I’m still working toward Tari reaching at least level 7.

Altaria: I call this one An Ode To Kooks.

Hmm. Can’t imagine why.

Tepig: People as evil as you only exist in movies, Aunty Shelly!

Rachelle: What in blazes are you talking about, kid?

Tepig: Everybody hates you cause you killed grandpa and Uncle Squirtle!

Rachelle: Could we talk about this later, hun? I’m kinda in the middle of something.

Tepig: OH MY PLUMBOB. If I wasn’t already traumatized, I sure am now!

Altaria: Do you hear something, dear?

Jamie: The only thing I hear is you NOT coming to bed with me.

Rachelle: Look, y’all! A girl.

Yay! Another heiress contender! Ladies and gents, meet Ledyba.

She was born absent-minded and grumpy. Not the best starting traits, but there’s plenty of time for improvement.

These two can’t be bothered with the birth of their niece. No surprise there.

On the dawn of his sister’s birth, Charmander decides it’s time to grow up.

Charmander: Yay! Much excite!

Charmander: I have the sudden urge to blow something to pieces…

He rolled eccentric. Huzzah! A new trait for this legacy!

Also, remember how I said that he had Squirtle’s nose? Apparently I lied. I think he actually has Shelly’s meaning he’s probably a clone. Well, poo.

This little fella grew up too. In case you’ve forgotten, his name is Camerupt. He is very similar in appearance to his elder brother, Tepig, although Tepig’s nose is slightly higher.

Camerupt: Watch out, ladies. Here’s Cammy.

I bought an invention table for Charmie, and he flew to it immediately.

Charmander: I wander what highly improbable shenanigans I can get into with this thing!

Tepig had a wish locked in for a while to visit the fairy house. I figured I’d give him a little break from my watchful eye and let him explore.

First I sent him into the gardens.

Next, he went under the bridge.

Finally, he looked into the Fairy House.

Drat. Foiled again.

Back home, we have more Tarmie spam.

Cammy works to broaden his horizons.

Camerupt: The ladies like musicians, right? If only I could figure out how this infernal wooden stick makes noise…

I caught Charmie slacking off from inventing. Like father, like son.

Charmander: What can I say? I inherited only the best traits from good ol’ dad.

Shelly and Tepig do NOT get on. Nobody gets on with her, really. But the kid always seems to be having a go at her.

Tari tries to further her son’s learnings.

Altaria: So you see, son, in order to climb the corporate ladder you must crush those below you like bugs.

Camerupt: Mother, I find the idea of a suit and tie job appalling.

This is Suzanna, the Kyovan offspring. She’s every inch a descendant of Joey (who has been strangely absent this update).

Squirtle appeared again, and in my haste to conceive a ghost baby, I failed to take many pictures again. Spoiler alert: it didn’t work. They didn’t even make it into the bedroom before he disappeared.

We may not have ghost babies, but we do have aliens, and that’s almost as good, right? Deoxys, our Vermilion alien, is about to age up into a child.

She aged into a loser…poor kid.

Deoxys: A loser?! How will anybody take my evil seriously now?…

Oh honey, I don’t think anyone took your evil seriously to begin with…

Azurill: Aunty Shelly, if you so much as step one foot out of line, I will bitch slap you, understand? 🙂

Rachelle: Woah, woah, back off there, tiger. I ain’t hurting nobody. I haven’t hurt a fly since I got here.

Keep telling yourself that, darling.

Deo has occupied herself with the chess table, the second most popular of activities in the Kanto family.

Deoxys: An evil mastermind needs to be intelligent, yes? I figure, if I get a head start, I’ll be ten times as dastardly as my foes!

Tepig has no special reason for painting. He just likes it.

Tepig: Puts me in my happy place…

Charmie and his lovely outerwear are sent to the junkyard to collect some scraps for the inventing table. The Kantos have plenty of money and could easily just buy all the scrap he’d need, but what fun would that be?

Altaria: If I use this color pallet, will my son be displeased? It might be too pastel for his taste…

Poor Tari, afraid of the criticism of a small child.

Ri has taken a special interest in Ledyba. She’s constantly in the nursery to check up on her.

Azurill: This baby is marvelous. I think I’d like one for myself. Maybe two.

This, however, is the aftermath of her infant encounter.

Azurill: Must…wash…hands…three times…

She set off the booby trap. The one that she placed, I’m pretty sure.

Jamie: C’mon kid, can’t you just come to mommy? She’d really love it if you would.

Camerupt: But see, that would require walking.

To wrap this chapter up, let’s witness Rachelle’s latest magical feat.

Rachelle: For my next trick, I shall transfigure this small seed into an insect!

Rachelle: ….oops.

How underwhelming. Welp, hope you all enjoyed this chapter. I know I enjoyed writing it after such a long break. I hope to see you all soon with another new post and as always, happy Simming!

4.3: Haunted

Wow, am I actually getting around to writing a new chapter of this legacy? Looks like it! I’m really excited, not necessarily for this particular chapter, but once the kids start growing up, they start getting pretty fun. So the sooner I get started writing these early chapters, the sooner we can meet our possible generation four heirs!

In the last chapter, Squirtle gave birth to the alien baby Deoxys, our first contender for heiress! The happiness didn’t last long, however, as shortly after that, he killed himself via ranting after spotting his wife and father flirting one too many times. But life must go on here in the Kanto household. There are offspring to raise and skills to gain!

Let’s start the chapter off with a couple of announcements.

Like a Kyovan baby! I look forward to seeing cousins running about this generation, as we left all the Pewter kids’ offspring behind in Twinbrooke and didn’t really get to experience them at all. Hopefully it’ll be different this time around.

Also, Altaria is moving right up her career track. I may have forgotten to post previous promotion popups. If I have, sorry about that! I’ll do better!

Back to the family, Klink is attempting to atone for his sins in the last update by teaching his granddaughter valuable life lessons.

Klink: Money runs the world, youngling. This is the first thing you must learn. Especially as an evil little princess.

He isn’t making much progress, I’m afraid.

Deoxys: You killed my father. You can take your petty lessons and shove ’em!

Shelly hasn’t quite been functioning properly since her husband’s untimely passing. I can’t tell if it’s because she truly misses him and regrets her decisions, or if it’s because Klinky hasn’t been paying any attention to her. Either way, she’s been making these kinds of faces ever since.

Rachelle: Derp!

Tepig gets himself potty trained, meaning he’s now fully prepared to age up.

Even Joey is absorbing himself in the toddlers more and more since his step-son left the world of the living.

Joe: C’mon, Charmie! Walk to grandpa! You can do it!

Charmander: As soon as I learn to walk, the world will be mine to explore!

If I had WA, I’m sure he’d be adventurous.

Despite having retired from maid services, Jamie still cleans up after the rest of the family. Although this is the first anyone besides Shelly has been in Squirtle’s room since the incident.

Jamie: I’ve left this bed unmade for too long…it simply must be straightened…

Rachelle: I do believe the stress of being a single mother has given me wrinkles. How dreadfully inconvenient.

Tepig spam. He won’t be a toddler much longer.

Still grieving her older brother, Ri prepares for a much needed night of fun at prom.

Jamie: I remember my high school prom…I got so drunk, I nearly got it on with some skanky blond in one of the bathroom stalls…

Altaria: I chased around a bunch of boys I didn’t even like and met a man my twin would later steal from me…

Tarmie: Ahh, good times…

Klink: I hate to interrupt, but I’m experiencing a most peculiar tingling sensation…

Klink: Oh.

Really? Already? D:

Joe: Klinky?…but we never made up…

Rachelle: Two lovers in the span of two days? This is truly like somethin’ out of a Greek tragedy…I’m so upset, I might just cry…

Grim: You interrupted my roadtrip with Squirtle? This had better be good….

My previous heir just died.

Grim: It’s finally Klink’s turn? Score! I’ve been waiting for this reap! 

Klink: I’ve accepted my fate, Grimmy. Take me to the afterlife so I can see my son and apologize.

Grim: I think he’d like that very much. You’re all he’s talked about during our reaping tour. 

And so Grimmy swooped him away, leaving a houseful of Sims who had almost managed to rid themselves of their previous mourning moodlet only to be stuck with a second one.

Klink Kanto passed away at 93 days old from natural causes. He was the unwanted fourth child of Bronzong and Gala Kanto, conceived just before their short-lived divorce. Poor Klink was saddled with the knowledge that he was not my first choice for heir, but handled the position with dignity and managed to prove himself as a great Sim, even if he did some crummy things in his elder days, such as flirting with his son’s wife. He did manage to complete his LTW late in life despite challenges along the way, such as lag spikes, many game crashes, and stupid dumb Abby. I shall miss him very much, but he will live on in Klink’s Writing Challenge, I side challenge I started with him a long time ago that I do plan on continuing someday.

The toddlers live on in ignorant bliss. So glad none of them were old enough to witness either of the deaths.

Jamie rushes instantly to her love, prepared to help her through her sorrows as always.

She gets sidetracked, however, when she discovers she’s once again expecting.

Rachelle: Excuse me, hun. Your pregnancy pop is standing between me and that bathroom mirror. If you’d kindly get out of the way?

Looks like Tari got a little sidetracked too.

SQUIRTLE!!! I MISSED YOU!!!

Squirtle: I just got back from my roadtrip with Grim. Man, was that a fun time.

I wasted absolutely no time in sending Shelly out to meet him. If my heir has to die prematurely, the least the game can do is give me some alien babies.

~Sigh~

Coward Sims…

Eventually, she gets over her fear and makes amends with her late husband.

It may seem like I’m rushing this, and I probably am. I should give them a more touching reunion. But Squirtle is not a frequent visitor, and the game runs terribly slowly when the ghosts are about. Plus, time is ticking on Shelly’s maternity clock. I fear she’s only good for one, maybe two more babies.

Side note: Ghost Squirtle looks so small compared to his wife…

Jamie seems a bit dramatic, kind of like Shelly. I often find her standing around and moping about the death of a man she barely knew.

So I put her to some use.

Jamie: Come to Auntie Jamie, Deo!

Deoxys: I will vaporize your soul, woman!

Jamie: Aren’t you just precious?!

Shelly takes no responsibility for her child. Or any of the children, for that matter.

At least somebody takes time to train him…

Rachelle: Hey, now. I have more important things to do. Like carry this new baby.

Oh, please. Your pregnancy hasn’t even been confirmed yet.

Rachelle: This conformation enough for you?

Tari still paints in her downtime. Until further notice, she’s still the designated portrait painter for the generation.

This is Derik Kanto, the son of Phione and Shinx. He appears to be a Phio clone. The MacDuff genes are certainly strong in these children…

Shelly finally pops.

Rachelle: See? I told you.

Although I’m starting to regret allowing her to breed…

Altaria: Don’t worry, Charmie. I won’t let your mommy mess up your life. I have an obligation to your daddy to keep you safe and happy….

D’aww. If only she were that affectionate to her own kids.

All Joey and Ri ever do is play chess. They’re both very high in the logic skill now.

More potty training occurs. But this is the last of those gratuitous pics for now.

Instead we have gratuitous pics of labor!

Jamie: Why can’t I go to the hospital for this?!?

What can I say? I’m a sucker for the relationship boosts given with home births.

Azurill: What an inconvenient location to give birth…how inconsiderate of you…

I kind of agree. Did it have to be right by the staircase?

Welcome to the world, baby Camerupt Kanto.

Jamie’s pregnancy apparently went horribly, cause the little guy was born with brave and virtuoso both locked in. C’mon, Jamie. Give me heiress material…

In the midst of all the chaos of birthing, I almost forgot Tepig’s birthday.

Tepig: It’s ok. I’m used to being overshadowed by major family events.

He rolled insane…again, why do my spares get all the fun traits?!?

Joe: Awww, look at you! You’re such a cute baby! Yes you are!

Tepig: Grandpa, I just had a birthday!

Joe: Quiet, kid. I’m admiring this adorable munchkin.

Well folks, that’s all I have for today. This chapter honestly wasn’t the most fun for me to write, and I’m sure it shows. But I do have high hopes for some chapters in the future. Anyways, I hope you all have a wonderful night. Happy Simming!

4.2: There and Back Again

Jamie Clone: Greetings, readers! I welcome you to a new chapter of the Kanto legacy! In the last chapter, my fellow maid and her wife were adorable, the witch woman flirted with her father-in-law, a new baby, Charmander, was born into the legacy, and baby Tepig grew into a toddler.

Care to tell me how you know all this?

Jamie Clone: I’m the eyes and ears of this place, honey. I know all….

Right…I planned to have this chapter posted this morning, but my family decided that going out for breakfast is more important. But that doesn’t mean I can’t post it now! With that being said, let’s hop right into the action, shall we?

Well this is awkward…Shelly and Klink were flirting like always, and Squirtle just decided to jump right into the middle of it and start a friendly conversation.

Squirtle: Greetings, family! How are we on this fine day?

Rink: Hehe…great…just great…

Altaria: I’ll call you back, Kyo-kun. Things just got juicy…

Luckily, the awkwardness stopped when Squirtle’s sparkling green stomach started to burst.

Squirtle: Oh sweet plumbob, the PAIN!!!

Relax, you’re just giving birth to an alien child conceived the night you were abducted.

Squirtle: Really? Is that all?

Of course, we’re raising this baby.

Squirtle gave birth to Deoxys, the first girl of the generation. Ladies and gentlemen, we have a contender for heiress!

Deo was born an evil light sleeper. At least she has one type of trait we’d like to promote.

Squirtle: What is this?

Oh, just something your wife cooked up.

Squirtle: Seems rather fishy…are you sure it’s safe for me to eat this?

Well, considering there isn’t a ghost type called “death by poison apple,” I think you’ll be okay.

Squirtle: Well…if you’re sure…

Squirtle: Omnomnomnom!

Ah, it just puts him to sleep. I’ve been curious what those did for a long time, I’ve just been too afraid to test them. I would’ve felt soooo bad if it had actually killed him…I ❤ you, Squirtle!

Altaria: This baby is so boring…

Charmander: I’m a witch! I have magical powers! I am literally levitating in your arms right now!!!

Altaria: Yeah, but look at what MY baby can do.

Tepig: Let’s see now…I have a square block. The block is also blue, and I see a hint of blue peeping up from that circular hole, so obviously that’s where this block goes! Genius!

Altaria: Mamma’s so proud of you, baby!

Rink: ~obnoxious giggling~

Joe: Oh, don’t mind me, your HUSBAND. I was just checking on our GRANDBABIES.

Klink: What husband? I don’t have a husband…oh wait….Hi Joey!

Joe: I want a divorce 😀

Squirtle: Shelly SUCKS!

I completely forgot we even had that thing! I bought it for Bronzong back when he was going through his rebellious elder stage. Must have been hanging about in someone’s inventory this whole time. Please don’t die! You’re the only sane person left in this family! (Wow, this is looking suspiciously like get Squirtle killed chapter, isn’t it?)

This child always looks like he’s deep in thought.

Tepig: How can Sims be real if your eyes aren’t real?

Such deepness. Much profound. Wow.

GAH! SQUIRTLE! I thought I told you not to die!!!!

Rachelle: How do you expect me to mourn the loss of my husband with you standing right on top of me, darlin’?

Jamie: I was here first, bitch. Go pretend to be sad somewhere else.

Grim: So I heard someone was ranting about death. 

Yeah, that would be my heir…

Grim: That green idiot over there? 

Squirtle: Woah, guys, I’m made of ectoplasm! This is so cool!

That would be the one…

Azurill: No, big brother! You can’t leave me! Besides daddy Joe, you’re my only friend in this whole house!

Rink: NOOOO, SQUIRTLE!!!!

Jamie: Those idiots don’t deserve to mourn…

Grim: Squirtle Kanto, what were you THINKING ranting about death? I’d like to think I’m a pretty chill guy, but hearing people talk smack on me just grinds my gears! 

Squirtle: But Mr. Reaper, sir, I wasn’t ranting about death. I was ranting about my stupid wife who keeps flirting with…

Grim: NO EXCUSES! 

Grim: You are a disgrace to your family, Squirtle Kanto. I’m embarrassed that I even have to be here right now. 

Squirtle: Dude, c’mon. This legacy would die without me, you know that!

Squirtle: Please, Grim, I throw myself at your mercy!

Grim: Oh, just get up already. I forgive you. This time. 

Squirtle: You…you do?

Grim: There, you can have your life back. Nobody can say I’m a heartless stick in the mud now, can they? I have plenty of compassion for life. 

Squirtle: I can’t believe it! Thank you so much! You have no idea what this means to me!

Grim: Yeah, yeah…enough with the theatrics. Don’t let it happen again though, got it? 

Squirtle: This experience has been so eye opening for me…it’s like I was there in the afterlife…and now I’m back…

Well. That was certainly unexpected. On the bright side, I get to keep my heir for a while longer. He still has stuff to do. Books to write, children to raise, you know the drill. Gosh, this whole ordeal scared the crap out of me. I’m just glad it’s over now.

Grim: GAH! Why has that Klink Kanto not died yet?!? I need something to REAP, dammit! 

Relax, Grim. He’s only two days past the end of his life bar. Besides, Joey’s older than him.

Grim: Joe hasn’t completed his lifetime wish, right? I’d like to give him a little more time. This is the new, compassionate Grim, remember? 

Oh, of course.

Squirtle: So Grim, what are your plans after this job?

Grim: I’d like to see a little of the world, get a little culture in my life. 

Squirtle: That sounds awesome. I sure wish the Simmer had WA so I could travel too…

Grim: Tell you what. Once your time comes, I’ll take you on one of my reaping world tours. It’ll be a blast. Like one of those buddy roadtrip movies. You in? 

Squirtle: A field trip with the Grim Reaper? You bet I’m in!

Rachelle: Oh, sugar plum, I was so scared! I’m happy you’re safe in my arms once again…

Squirtle: Does this mean you’ll stop flirting with my father?

Rachelle: Anything you want, hun.

Apparently I no longer get popups about unexpected pregnancies, but I do still get popups about the births. Phio stole Azelf’s man and had baby Derik with him. Shortly after this, they broke up and Phio got married to another one of Aza’s ex’s. Sisterly rivalry?

An entire school week after booting him out of the house, I finally got some news about Kyovan. Despite being the one to propose, Jovan ended up taking the Kanto name, which I’m perfectly fine with. I believe they’re expecting a baby.

Speaking of babies, Charmie grew up! He has a lot of Shelly in him, but he also has his father’s nose. Weird as it may sound, I really like Squirtle’s nose, so I’m excited to see how this one grows up!

Rachelle: Sugar, I could just eat you up.

Klink: Hehe…same to you, my dear.

Squirtle: Oh yes, flirt right in front of me. No really, it’s fine. PERFECTLY FINE. I’m just so happy about it. SO INCREDIBLY HAPPY I COULD EXPLODE.

Rachelle: Do be quiet, doll, we’re trying to flirt over here.

…..this isn’t happening. We are not going through this again….

Klink: MY SON!!!!

Rachelle: MY HUSBAND!!!!

Oh, do shut up you two. I don’t wanna hear it from you.

Grim: This again? ~sigh~ These Sims just never learn…

The toddlers remain blissfully unaware of what’s happening just a few rooms away from them.

Charmander: If this stupid block won’t fit, I’ll just make it fit with my witchy powers!

Tepig: My blocks are taken…this is the worst possible thing that could happen today!

Grim: Squirtle Kanto, what the hell are you doing? Didn’t I warn you what would happen if you ranted about death again? 

Squirtle: I heard you loud and clear. I just couldn’t take living in a world where the love of my life constantly betrayed me by wooing my father. It was all just too painful for me, you know?

Grim: I understand. 

Squirtle: I’m ready to see the world with you, Grim.

Grim: Excited to have you, Squirts. 

Squirtle: Can I just ask one thing of you? Make sure my kids are taken care of. I trust my sister to do a good job, just…promise me they’ll be alright…

Grim: Can do, buddy. 

And off they went to reap the souls of the world together…

Rachelle: YOU KILLED MY HUSBAND!!! Who’s the bitch now, huh?

I did no such thing!!! Although I do feel responsible…I should’ve taken the damn megaphone away from him, but I didn’t think he’d be stupid enough to use it again after nearly dying the first time….

Squirtle Kanto committed suicide via ranting after one too many times feeling betrayed by his love. He was a great Sim, and despite being a lazy bum, managed to complete his LTW while still a YA, a record for this legacy! He will be dearly missed, and I honestly don’t know how this family is going to survive without him…

Jamie: Can I travel the world with you when I die too?

Grim: Little lady, Squirtle and me have an understanding, you know? We have this special connection. You wouldn’t understand it. 

Jamie: D:

I think we need some cute to balance out the sad. It seems that Tepig has found a replacement for the blocks Charmie stole from him.

Tepig: This glitchy custom content is twice as fun as that boring pile of poo!

Rachelle: Hey there, hot stuff. Now that I’m newly single, how about you and I go see a movie tonight?

Klink: You’re despicable. My son, your husband, just died because of us.

Klink: Oh, but you’re just too darned adorable that I can’t resist you!

I hate them. Truly.

Rachelle: Yo, kid. I have these two tickets to a movie I was gonna take your grandpa to tonight, but he turned me down. You wanna go with mommy?

Charmander: Mmmm…no. Auntie Ri says you’re a man eating whorebag.

Rachelle: Where did you learn that language, young man?!?

It seems that someone’s training is going far better.

Jamie: I’m gonna let go now, and then you’re gonna walk to me. Alright, Tepig?

Tepig: Not sure about this…I think I’d rather just play with my blocks…mommy Tari says I’m good at that…

Tari comes home to find her house in complete chaos. She missed both deaths. The first time, she was fast asleep and couldn’t hear the commotion. This time, she was at work. She took the news pretty hard.

Altaria: I loved big brother so much, and now he’s gone!!!

I know, sweetie. I know. She went from being a co-heir to being head of the legacy in one day, plus she lost her best friend.

Jamie cheered her up in the only way she knows how.

Azurill: I’m so ashamed of you, father. I can’t even look you in the eyes anymore…

Klink: Admittedly, I’m rather ashamed of myself…

I feel sorta bad for him here…he looks so sullen…

Amid all the sadness, we do have one glimmer of hope. The toddlers. Deoxys has joined her brother and cousin and become a crawling cutie.

Deoxys: I feel as though my evilness has brought all this suffering. I am now traumatized for life.

Oooorrrr, the cute can just bring more depression….I’m sorry this has been such a downer chapter, you guys. I was so sad while playing it, and writing the previous chapters with Rachelle and Klink flirting like crazy just made me even angrier, knowing what was going to happen. I’m gonna go ahead and sign off for tonight. Thank you all so much for reading, and as always, happy Simming!

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4.1: Baby Weight

Hey guys, I’m back with the start of generation four! After the seemingly never-ending Cerulean gen, I’m ready a new color around the house! In the last chapter, Tarmie had the first baby of the generation, Tepig. Meanwhile, Rachelle flirted with Klink more than she did with her own husband. Quite the spouse I picked for him, huh? With all that being said, let’s begin the chapter, shall we?

Squirtle: ~sigh~ I simply love my little snuggly witch. I am so glad you made me dump my totally hot, perfect college girlfriend for her 😀

Oh, do shut up, you dork. I swear, he’s a closet hopeless romantic or something.

These two ADORE each other. All they ever do, all day, is embrace, kiss, woohoo, repeat. Jamie is flirty like Rachelle, but somehow, I don’t think she’ll be autonomously flirting with anyone else. Just a guess.

Klink is put to work painting legacy portraits so Rachelle can’t get her dirty paws into him, at least for a while. His portraits really are a thousand times better than Bronzong’s were. I’m curious how Tari’s portraits will turn out…

Everybody loves the nooboo. Jamie especially likes to make hourly visits to the crib for snuggle times. Tari hardly ever ventures into the nursery, and she’s the nurturing Sim!

Rachelle: I am just the bee’s knees, aren’t I hun? I mean, nobody else around here knows magic for one thing. And I’m clearly the most attractive woman in the house. No wonder all them Kanto boys keep turning their heads when I walk in.

Jamie: YAWN. Gosh Rachelle, you’re such a bore.

Nobody likes Rachelle. I think everybody except Klink and Squirtle are in the red with her. Cause she’s such a bitch.

Klink makes quick work of his daughter’s portrait and gets started on Jamie’s. He’s going to wait on Rachelle’s until she has her baby, so she can pose in her normal outfit. Also, GO AWAY THOUGHT BUBBLE STOP RUINING MY SHOTS.

Jamie: What are you doing?…

Rachelle: Just hold still, sugar. I need to cast this little ol’ spell on you. It’ll all be over quickly, I promise.

Jamie: I don’t like this….

Shelly’s been rolling all sorts of wishes to cast good luck charms on people. Jamie’s her first victim target. Surprisingly, it worked.

One half of Cerulean gen done. These two actually took over Bronzong and Gala’s old bedroom, which is why there’s still graffiti on the walls, in case any of you were wondering.

Don’t you have something better to do? Something more productive? In your bedroom?

Squirtle: Oh, right!

NOT what I MEANT.

Klink: Think you can steal my thunder, eh son?

Squirtle: She’s MY wife, dad!

Let’s pan over to a nice couple for a change.

Jamie: Sorry you didn’t quite get that promotion you wanted, baby. Here, let me give you a massage to help you wind down.

Altaria: Mmmmm…massaaage….

Klink: I hope you think of me while you woohoo with my son, beautiful.

Rachelle: Will do, sugar.

Please don’t…

Squirtle: I’m waiting, darling!

Rachelle: Comin’, hot stuff!

~sigh~

For all his faults in his elder years, at least I can say that Klink is a good grandpa.

Klink: You are going to be a very handsome young man, little Tepig. Yes you are. Yes you are!

He and Joe both have the wish to have five grandchildren. The spare Kantos had better spawn, because Squirtle’s children won’t count as Joe’s grandkids. Which is stupid.

Like I said. Hug, kiss, woohoo, repeat. There could be some babymaking here that I’m not aware of, since I still don’t have my sound on. I guess we’ll find out.

Ri’s doing pretty well at the chemistry table. She already has a really high logic skill from playing chess with Joe all the time, so learning all the potions should be a breeze for her.

Rachelle: I hereby cast a charm of good luck on you, husband of mine!

Squirtle: This seems WAAAY too sketchy…

If someone with this expression was casting a spell on me, I’d be scared too.

Let me take a moment to show you the newly aged up Kurtis Van Gold. If you remember, he’s the spawn of Herbson when they were still in high school. He’s a vampiric ghost, and he’s totally the next spouse. I’m hoping for a female heir this time around, so here’s hoping he’s straight!

Squirtle: Hi there, little Tepig. I’m your uncle Squirtle. Aren’t you just the cutest darned baby in the whole world?

Along with hopeless romantic, I think Squirtle’s a secret family oriented Sim. He LOVES children. He was an amazing father to the previous batch of Vermilion kids, and I’m super excited for the real deal. With Shelly being Shelly and Tarmie being busy with their jobs, he might be the only parent the kiddos get to see a lot.

Did I say she was good at potion making?

Instead of cleaning herself up like any normal Sim, she has to check and make sure the sink isn’t going to overflow.

Azurill: We don’t need two disasters on our hands, do we?

Tarmie: Don’t mind us, we’re just hogging all the screentime with our cuteness.

Guh, these two! Once Tepig ages up, we’ll have something else to fawn over, but for now, these two are the most interesting thing this house has going, aside from flirty pants and her two men.

Rachelle: OOOOFFFF!!! I think I just went into labor!!! Call an ambulance for me, hun!!!

Klink: Naw, I think I’ll just stand here and….

Klink: FREAK OUT!!! Oh no, what do we do? It’s not like I’ve gone through this several times myself or anything!

Squirtle: I am going to be supportive from over on this couch. Births make me nauseous. ~yells~ You’re doing great, honey! Just keep breathing!

And another baby boy was born! This is Charmander Kanto.

Charmie was born a brave couch potato. Both of his traits were rolled. Also, we now have all of the gen one starters represented in this legacy! Of course, Ivysaur is an evolution of Bulbasaur, not the first form like Charmie and Squirtle, but still.

Squirtle: See, I told you births mess with me! Or maybe I’m just having a bad reaction to that spell Shelly cast on me…

Yeah. Yeah, that’s it…

Shelly dumps her newborn into its crib and gets right back to practicing her magic, not giving him a second thought.

Rachelle: In the grand scheme of things, what’s more important? One little nooboo, or my lifetime wish?

Tarmie: Look at us. We’re cute. We will invade all of your pictures till the end of our time. LOOK AT US. 

Azurill: When do I get to get married and have babies of my own?

When you turn YA? Which isn’t for quite a while, mind you.

I really should stop giving these two all the screen time. It’s exactly what they want and I’m just fueling their fire. But they’re so adorable together and I can’t resist taking pictures!

Like I said before, Ri and Joe play chess together all the time. Joey is (I think) level 9 in logic right now. Or maybe he’s still at level 8. Ri is about a 7, I think.

Jamie: I don’t wanna hold THIS baby, I wanna hold MY baby…it’s my darling little angel that will become the heir someday.

Neither of these kids will become the heir, because they are boys and I’m sick of male heirs. Just pick him up and change his diaper, please…

When not at work (or woohooing with her wife), Tari raises her charisma skill.

When she can’t raise her charisma skill anymore, she calls the random people in her address book that she barely knows and spams them with friendly texts until they’re friends. So the cycle goes.

Rachelle’s portrait. It’s got kind of a greenish tint to it, but she’s green herself so I suppose it suits her. Plus, she’s not worth trying for a better looking one.

Rachelle: That was a wonderful painting you did of me, darlin’. It makes me so happy.

Klink: Heh, no problem, pumpkin.

Rachelle: ~blows kiss~

Klink: ~blushes profusely~

Jamie: I don’t get this game, Squirtle. What are those things your silly looking character keeps picking up?

Squirtle: Oh, those? Cups of coffee. They’re basically your energy meter. If you run out of energy, it’s game over. Wanna play?

Jamie: …no. No, I’m fine, thank you.

Squirtle: Your loss.

Rink: ~are idiots~

Squirtle: Those bastards…

Rachelle: Please forgive me, honey pie! I didn’t mean it, really I didn’t! Your father’s a real nice man, and we was just making friends, I promise! But you’re the only one I really love…

Squirtle: Alright, I understand. Pregnancy hormones, and all that. Just…don’t do it again. Please?

Rachelle: Course not, sugar plum.

Squachelle: ~obnoxious kissing noises~

Rachelle: You’re puttin’ on a little weight there, pudding. Has my flirting driven you to binge eating? That ain’t healthy, you know.

Squirtle: I’m not sure what’s going on with me, babe. But if it bothers you that much, I’ll work it off for you.

Rachelle: Naw, it’s fine, big boy. I like a man with a little meat on his bones.

Squirtle: Hi there, little Charmie. I’m your daddy. I love you more than you could ever know, little guy.

D’awww.

Rachelle: Hun, you are absolutely the sweetest man in the world, you know that?

Squirtle: Wow, who knew all I had to do to get her to throw herself at me was be nice to kids?

Speaking of kids…

Little Tepig grew into a toddler! He looks just like Jamie. I don’t see much of Tari in him right now, but I suppose we’ll see when he gets older. He’s absolutely adorable, and gives me high hopes for this generation.

Also, this face totally screams “Goo, mother fucker” to me. But a toddler would never say that. Not ever.

Jamie: Alright little guy, let’s toss a missile right into the middle of our Simmer’s plan. We’re gonna make all the readers love you most, so that way you can be heir! How does that sound.

Tepig: Sounds dumb. Don’t wanna do it.

Jamie: But whyyyy??? 

Let’s leave Jamie to her complaining and end this chapter, shall we? Thanks so much for reading, and I hope you guys have a wonderful day. Happy Simming!

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3.22: Rachelle the Flirt

Yep, another chapter already! Since it is now spring break, I’m going to try my hardest to get as much written as possible, hopefully a new chapter at least every other day. Hope the Kanto spam in your reader doesn’t get too annoying! Last time, our Cerulean heirs chose their future spouses, moved them in, and knocked them up. Will we meet any babies today? Let’s find out!

I forgot to mention this last time (although her LTW probably gave it away). Rachelle is a witch! Last time we tried bringing supernaturals into this family, we brought in stupid, dumb Abigail. Hopefully this romance goes better than that…

Altaria: Big brother, I will always love and respect you, but it’s time I moved on to a more healthy relationship for myself. I’m going to propose to Jamie today. I really hope you’re not too upset by it.

Squirtle: Oh drat. However will I go on.

What’s the matter, Jamie? Feeling a bit nauseous?

Jamie: BLERRGGG.

Repetitive puke shot is repetitive.

Rachelle gets her official initiation into the family. These aliens do love newcomers. Have fun, don’t screw her brain up too badly!

Jamie: Baby. I would never have guessed I was pregnant, with all the throwing up I did. I’d best tell Tari.

You look happy.

Altaria: Promotion 😀

Nice. Very nice. I think your girlfriend has even more good news for you.

Jamie: So, you know how I was sick earlier today?

Altaria: Yeah, that was kinda gross.

Jamie: Well, turns out that was just morning sickness. Because I’m pregnant.

Altaria: Really?! We’re having a baby?!

Jamie: Yupp!

Altaria: Nice work, me. Way to fertilize!

Rachelle: Allow me to turn this light off for you, completely ruining your next few shots XD

They celebrated in the only way these two know how.

Altaria: In lieu of the current situation, there’s something I need to ask you.

Jamie: What is it?

Altaria: Oops! Careful Tari, don’t drop it…

Altaria: Will you marry me?

Jamie: OMG SUCH SHINY. I mean, yes I’ll marry you! A thousand times yes!

Jamie: Look at that lens flare! How much did it cost for such a shiny ring?

Altaria: Price doesn’t matter. All that matters is that you’re all mine now.

Ahh, bliss.

Klink: Is that a pregnancy book you’re reading there, future daughter-in-law?

Jamie: Ummm…yes?

Klink: Good. It’s about time I became a grandparent. And you know…we have other types of books, if you know what I…

Jamie: I’m gonna stop you right there, old man. We don’t want any.

Klink: The offer’s always open.

Determined Rachelle is determined.

Rachelle: I will learn toadification magic if it’s the last thing I do!

Problems with co-workers, Shelly dear?

Rachelle: You have NO idea…

I let her quit sometime after this. She didn’t really want to be a firefighter, and now she’ll have more time for practicing her magic.

And Tarmie hereby became official.

WHAT WHAT WHAT.

Rachelle: Did you know my favorite color is pewter grey, hot stuff?

Klink: Really? That’s cool. I like purple myself, but…

Rachelle: I don’t think you’re quite catching my meaning, big boy.

Thankfully, this was NOT flirty mc-cheater-pants and her newfound boy toy. It was just Tarmie, celebrating their marriage.

Rachelle: Oh, I see you’re about to have a nooboo, hun. I sure wish I was pregnant.

Stop feigning innocence, Shelly. It doesn’t become you.

To you, this may seem like nothing. But in reality…

Rachelle: I know you want me, sugar plum. I can see it in your eyes.

Klink: It’s…it’s been so long since I was with a woman…it might be nice to relive the glory days…but I’m perfectly happy with my Joey…right?

Rachelle: If you have to ask, doll, then maybe not.

Joe: I am NOT seeing this. I am definitely not seeing my husband being seduced by a younger woman. If I cover my eyes, maybe it’ll just go away.

Poor Joey… 😦

Rachelle: Oh look, I AM pregnant.

Oh plumbob, what have we done? Should we really let her spawn?

Rachelle: I heard that. And I will be a perfectly capable mother, thank you very much.

Aliens: Klink Kanto, we’ve been sent to punish you for your sins.

Klink: My sins?

Aliens: Flirting with your future daughter in law, especially right in front of your husband.

Klink: Oh, that. See, that was nothing. Really, it wasn’t. We were just having a bit of fun, you know?

Aliens: No excuses. You’re coming with us.

Tari escapes the drama of her family by reading a pregnancy book. These Sims are still in love with that beanbag chair…

Rachelle: You, hun, have no brains what-so-ever, do you know that?

Joe: What the hell are you talking about?

Rachelle: That precious old man you’re married to. He’s obviously unsatisfied. You’re never home, and even when you are, the two of you are never intimate anymore. Which is obviously why he’s come flocking to me instead. Cause I pay attention to him.

Joe: You’re crazy. Anyone with half a brain could see that Klinky and I are perfectly happy together. It wasn’t until you came along that things started to get rocky. I don’t think I want you marrying my step-son.

Rachelle: If you’ll excuse me, I need to find a toilet. This baby bump of mine is pressing into my bladder, and it is QUITE uncomfortable.

Joe: That’s right, you just run away! ~grumble, grumble, grumble~

Azurill: Take THAT Rachelle. You stupid whore…

What was that for, Ri?

Azurill: She’s making my daddies fight. And obviously I can’t kick the real thing.

Rachelle: Hey there, stud. Them aliens hurt you too badly?

Klink: No, not really. I mean, I’ve been through it before. Did my family treat you okay while I was gone?

Rachelle: Oh, Klinky darlin’, they were simply deplorable! That husband of yours was particularly cruel to me…it seems that he doesn’t want me joinin’ your family…

Klink: I’ll have a talk with him. Don’t worry about it.

At least one couple in this house is happy…

Altaria: ~sigh~ I’m maaaaried…

She’s always getting invited to parties by one of her siblings, but this time, I let her go. She needed to get away from the drama of the legacy house for a while.

She went as a sexy pirate chick. I like.

The only other person around was Phio, dressed as a zebra.

Phione: Booo to only my sister showing up!

I’ll leave them to it for a while.

Joey takes out his frustrations on unsuspecting patients.

Joe: Open wide and say ah.

Woman: Ahhh? AHHHH!!!!

Klink: So then I said, “Wonderful weather we’re having, right?”

Rachelle: Oh, Mr. Kanto, you’re so funny!

Azurill: Don’t think I don’t know about you and my daddy, bitch. You can pretend all you like. We ALL know.

All but poor, clueless Squirtle. He’s been cooped up in his room this whole time, non the wiser to his girlfriend’s exploits. He’s mastered writing at this point, and now he’s working on that “write fifteen novels” want of his, along with some of the writing challenges.

Rachelle: Sugar plum, I’d like to eat you right up.

Klink: Wow, so that’s what irresistible interactions do. That’s really funny, actually. But I find myself strangely drawn closer to you, despite that ridiculous facial expression…

Rachelle: Works every time, Poke-man.

The party was really hopping, but I decided it was time for Tari to come back home.

Altaria: Welp, nice seeing you again sis. We should totally do this again sometime…see ya.

Back home, we have a birthday to celebrate. No cake this time, as per her request.

Azurill: With my luck, it would just explode on me.

Probably.

Wow. I think she might even be prettier than Tari.

Azurill: Does that mean I can be heiress instead?

No.

Azurill: Then can I at least get a pet?

No. She rolled animal lover, by the way.

Azurill: Not even a bird?

Moving on.

Jamie: You might wanna move your camera that way a bit. Some shit’s about to go down.

Klink and Rachelle: ~flirt, flirt, flirt~

Squirtle: Shelly and my dad were just flirting…

Squirtle: I’m so ANGRY right now, I could just SMASH something!

Are you gonna end things with her?

Squirtle: Nope. Even better.

Squirtle: ~pulls Shelly into a hug~

Rachelle: What’s gotten into you, darlin’?

Squirtle: I don’t want you flirting with my father anymore. You’re mine, do you understand that?

Rachelle: Ooo, possessive. I like that in a man.

Squirtle: So you’ll stop cheating on me with my own dad?

Rachelle: We’ll see, sugar.

She flirts with your father, and you make out with her?

Squirtle: Better than that.

Squirtle: Shelly, I have a very important question for you.

Rachelle: I can see your speech bubble, sugar. My question is, why now? What’s so special about today that makes you wanna ask me that?

Squirtle: I want the world to know who you belong to. Plus, I’d like to make honest Sims out of us before the baby arrives. Can you really blame me?

Rachelle: Why, that was just the sweetest darned thing I ever heard.

Rachelle: Aww, who am I to say no to such a lovely stone.

She cheats on you…and you MARRY her?!?

Squirtle: Shut up, you’ll ruin the moment.

Meanwhile…

Jamie: TARI. HOSPITAL.

Altaria: Mmm…nope. Simmer says home birth. Besides, there’s a piece of cake in the kitchen with my name on it.

Jamie: You bitch!

You two disgust me.

Squirtle: Really? Right now? But I was just about to go on my honeymoon D:

Joe: Helloo? Future of the legacy being born here!

Right, of course.

Jamie: It’s a boy!

Yay 😀

Welcome to the world, baby Tepig Kanto.

Baby Tepig is good and artistic. Because of course he is.

With the birth of the first member of Vermilion gen, I’ll wrap up this chapter. Thank you guys so much for reading and as always, happy Simming!

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3.21: Bypassing the Plan

Hello everyone! I’m back with a new chapter of the Kanto legacy! Last time, Azurill aged up with a severe case of neurosis, and the middle twins turned YA and moved out.

Kyogre: Greetings, boyfriend I haven’t seen in almost a week. Step right inside, please. I have a surprise for you.

Jovan: This seems a little sketchy…

Don’t worry, Jovan. It’s just cake.

Jamie: WOOO! Birthdays!!!

Kyogre: Caaakkkeee….

Joe Kyo ages up eccentric, to add to good, hates the outdoors, snob, and no sense of humor. He aspires to be a world renowned surgeon, just like his father. He enjoys songwriter music, key lime pie, and the color red. He is a cancer.

Kyogre: I don’t know about this adulthood thing…something just doesn’t feel right…

His boyfriend, Jovan Gale, is a charmismatic, party animal who loves sports and mooching stuff off of others. He enjoys country music, grilled salmon, and the color yellow, and his sign is gemini. I apparently forgot to write down his final trait and his LTW.

After scarfing down a piece of birthday cake, he immediately took off, not even saying goodbye to his boyfriend.

Altaria: Enough about that jerk-off. It’s my turn to shine!

Altaria: I wish, I wish, with all my heart, to elope with Squirtle in a land apart.

Here’s our heiress, all grown up! She rolled nurturing, making her a nurturing, clumsy, hydrophobic, ambitious Sim. She wants to be a CEO. I’m not really sure if that suits her or not, but I believe in her abilities to successfully succeed. She enjoys songwriter music like her twin, spaghetti with veggie sauce, and the color white. She is a leo.

Altaria: And now I’m expected to marry someone who isn’t my love, right?

Well, yes.

Altaria: If I get some cute nooboos out of it, I suppose I’ll deal.

After trying and failing at getting Jovan back over so Kyo-kun could propose, I finally gave up, set him up in the medical career, and shipped him out. I hope story progression is kind to these two. For whatever reason, my game hardly ever keeps couples together unless I marry them in the legacy house and then ship them out together…

Well, now I have some explaining to do. This is the point where the plan would have started. In fact, it did start here. But it was disastrous.

I sent my heirs to Uni, where I had already picked spouses for them.

They met their future spouses, fell madly in love, yada yada yada. Everything was going swimmingly, until babies happened. Tari and Eddy had twins, which was fine. But Squirtle and Ashley had quads! And Ashley’s LTW is surrounded by family, meaning we needed MORE kids. Both sets of parents got pregnant again, and luckily, Tari only had one baby. Ashley had quads again. Eleven children! With four adults, two elders, and a teenager still in the house! And then, both sets of parents got pregnant again when I wasn’t looking! Both had twins. Fifteen child generation! It was ludicrous, stressful, glitchy as hell. My game kept crashing, which it hardly ever does anymore. I wasn’t taking good screenshots at all because of being so frustrated. All in all, it was unpleasant, and it wouldn’t have been fun for you guys to read about. So I tossed the idea. Luckily, I had kept my save from right when they arrived back home from Uni, so I picked right up from there. One thing to note, though:

White at Uni, Squirtle wrote two books and completed his LTW! He is the youngest Kanto yet to accomplish this! Tari was hard at work too, building up her charisma skill to level four. With all that out of the way, let’s see what we can do to bring in the next generation, shall we?

Klink: It’s good to have you kids back in the house! I’m so proud of my baby boy, completing his lifetime wish! And of my little Tari, just starting on hers. Be sure to clock in early on your first day, hon. Make a good impression.

Altaria: Whatever you say, dad.

Azurill: Later, family. There’s a bumblebee ride calling my name.

Squirts still has a point to go before he masters the writing skill, and he’s also rolled the wish to write fifteen novels, so he’s still going to be chained to his desk for a little while.

Klink painted this beauty the other day. I’ve seen it in other legacies, but this is the first time one of my Sims has produced it. I think I’m gonna save it for when Vermilion gen gets here. It might look good in a red nursery.

I have Squirtle try to strike up a conversation with Jamie, in hopes that we can marry this adorableness in.

Squirtle: So…how’s life as a maid?

Jamie: I’m gay.

Squirtle: …..okay?

Jamie: Sorry, I didn’t mean to rain on your parade like that. I just knew you were about to flirt with me. I could see it in your eyes.

Squirtle: I’m that readable, huh?

Squirtle: …..

Jamie: ……

Squirtle: Awkward….

I have Tari step in to ease the awkwardness. If I can’t have her in my legacy, I can at least use her to help Tari’s charisma progression. Also, I have no idea why there is a picture of Unown on the ground. I put it in Tari’s inventory, but it just kept teleporting back to that spot.

Altaria: Now you listen here, maid. If you so much as lay a hand on my Squirtle…

Jamie: I’m gay.

Altaria: ….okay?

Altaria: So…what’s it like being a maid?

Klink: Uggghh! My daughter is in the way of the pretty maid!

Jamie: I…think I see something that needs cleaning…

Meanwhile, I sent Squirtle all over town looking for people he could make his bride. I found this tattoo artist at the salon, and decided to have Squirlte chat her up, see if he liked her at all.

Squirtle: I can’t believe you’re making me spouse hunt. I HAVE a future spouse. Her name is Ashley and she’s squishy and adorable and perfect and wonderful and….

And cursed with a quads glitch. Besides, inviting Uni Sims over doesn’t always agree with my game. I’m sure you’ll find someone you like just as much as her.

Rachelle: So I hear you need babies. Well just so you know, I do have ovaries, and they are fully functional.

Squirtle: …right…

Rachelle: If I run off, will he chase me?

Not likely. Although, he did manage to make friends with her, so I’ll probably have him hunt her down again tomorrow. In the meantime, let’s check out Tari’s progress with Jamie the maid.

Altaria: I just don’t know what to do, weird maid chick. I need to carry on my father’s legacy, but I just can’t find a guy I like as much as my big brother…even my boyfriend back at Uni isn’t attractive to me…not really…

Jamie: Maybe you’re just gay.

Altaria: Gay? Me?

Jamie: Yeah. Do you ever find other women attractive?

Altaria: As a matter of fact, I do think you’re very pretty…

Huh, that’s interesting. The reason I picked Eddy as her spouse originally was because she told me she was straight before prom. But this certainly makes sense for her, since she never liked another guy aside from her big brother.

Altaria: Thank you so much. If it weren’t for you, I don’t think I ever would’ve figured myself out.

Jamie: Any time, babe. If there’s anything else I can do for you, just let me know, alright?

Altaria: Actually, there is ONE thing…

Jamie: What is it?

Jamie: Hey, it’s been real, but I have to get going now. We’ll hang tomorrow, kay?

Altaria: Actually, I was kinda hoping you’d move in with us…it’d mean a lot to me…

Jamie: Really? You mean it? Hell yeah, I’ll move in!

Altaria: Hold on a sec, there’s something I have to do…

Jamie: No prob. Wow, I’m really moving up in the world…

Altaria: Eddy, I’m sorry it has to be this way, but as it turns out, I’m gay! So…no hard feelings? I hope we can still be friends!

Altaria: I hope I’m doing the right thing…

Jamie: You’re following your heart. That’s always the right thing to do.

I gave Jamie her Cerulean makeover (although she’s still wearing that silly maid outfit) and then sent Tari over to pop the question.

Altaria: Will you be my girlfriend?

Jamie: Definitely.

She definitely seems happier than she was with Eddy.

Time to get on making Vermilion spawn. I’m going to try to avoid maternity leave with Tari, given her career based LTW, and Jamie is already into her adult life bar, so we need to work quickly.

Azurill: Big sister’s getting it on with that maid girl, daddy!

Joe: Where did you learn language like that, missy? Don’t talk about Tari’s private business. Besides, I don’t wanna hear about my precious baby girl’s sexual exploits.

Jamie wants to be a firefighter super hero (not likely to happen, but we can try), so she promptly gets a job in the firefighter career.

Klink: So how was your first time in bed, darling? I’ve had Woohoo with both a man and a woman, so if you ever need any advice…

Altaria: Daddy, please!

Perverts, this family…

Little Ri is obsessed with this thing, I’m telling you. Her first action every morning after getting up is to ride on it. It’s kinda ridiculous.

Tari, meanwhile, is obsessed with her business planner thingy from Uni. If I leave her autonomous, this is what she chooses to do. Squirtle never touches his…whatever the thing is they get for the communications major. Being at Uni kinda bores me a bit, so I don’t usually pay too much attention to this stuff.

First day on the job! I really like the firefighter career, but if I’m gonna spend a lot of time with it, I think I’d prefer it be with an heir instead of a spouse.

First order of business: maintain the firetruck.

Right across the street from the firehouse is the salon, and Rachelle the tattoo artist is nowhere to be found. Instead, we see Bobo and his elder wife, Winter Marquez. They obviously can’t spawn, but they are very much in love, so it’s okay. He’s the only Cerulean spare so far to be in a steady relationship.

Back home, we have a new maid. Who looks suspiciously just like Jamie…is there a maid warehouse where they make carbon copies of one girl, and when one leaves the service, a new one is shipped out?

Our first emergency!

Woman: OMG, help! My garage is on fire!

This “small house fire” is no match for Jamie Ring, firefighter extraordinaire!

Guess who else is succeeding at her job.

Co-worker: I don’t get it. What’s one measly promotion in the grand scheme of things?

Altaria: In a legacy, it’s everything.

Back at the station, we finally found Rachelle! Apparently, she switched jobs overnight.

Rachelle: I’m playing hard to get. It usually draws men in like flies to honey. Now if you’ll excuse me, I see that darling legacy boy of yours staring at me through the window.

Squirtle: How would you like to help me bring a new color into the Kanto pallet?

Rachelle: Teehee, I’d really like that, Poke-boy.

Random Dude: Yo, Shelly, what gives? I thought we were on for tonight?

Rachelle: Shhh, pudding, don’t ruin the moment.

Rachelle: What’s the matter, stud, don’t got enough Pokeballs to do the deed? Don’t leave a girl hanging.

Squirtle: Shush, you! You’re not helping!

After spending the entire evening wooing her, Squirtle finally gets the courage to make a serious move.

Squirtle: What would you say if I asked you to move in with me?

Rachelle: I’d say that it’s about freaking time, sport!

Rachelle: So this is the place, huh? It could use some work, but it’ll do.

Altaria and Jamie: Look at us! We flirt autonomously! We’re cute! Give us all the screentime!

Squirtle: How nice, my sister finally found someone to love 🙂

Jamie: MAKE LOVE TO ME.

Altaria: Woah. I mean, okay!

Rachelle: Oh, suger, c’mon over here and show me how much of a man you are. If these lesbians can do it, you can, too.

Squirtle: Ehh, that’s their thing. Plus, I’m not really in the mood right now, you know?

Jamie: Your bed, or the shower?

Altaria: Mmm…I’m kinda feeling the shower this time.

Rachelle: I’m a firefighter, you know.

Squirtle: Yeah, that’s cool I guess.

Rachelle: We could play a game. You be the damsel in distress, and I’ll be the hunky fireman who saves you from eternal damnation by flame.

Squirtle: Ooh, that sounds exciting!

Rachelle: Woohoo time?

Squirtle: Nope! I gotta write about that shit first!

Jamie: I think I’d like to play that game…

Squirtle: Look, Shelly, I have an important question for you.

Rachelle: I can see your speech bubble, darlin’. I know what you’re gonna ask.

Squirtle: Well? What do you say?

Rachelle: If it’ll get you to woohoo with me? Abso-friggen-lutely!

Success! Mate procured!

Joe: So look hun, if you or the maid girl need any pregnancy books, your father and I have plenty. We also have…other kinds of books, if you know what I mean ;P

Altaria: …seriously, dad. Stop it.

Rachelle finally got her wish, and we get Squirtle’s side of Vermilion gen underway! Rachelle is just a little bit younger than Jamie, but she’s also into her adult bar, so we really do need to make babies, stat.

Now that we’ve begun reproducing, how about I formally introduce the heads of Cerulean gen?

Welp, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, and I’ll see you next time for the conclusion of generation 3! I hope you guys had a wonderful Pi day on Saturday, and I hope you continue to have a wonderful day today. Happy Simming!

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