Wednesday, July 17, 2019

The Allen Invasion, Chapter Four

Hello! Sorry for the long, long, LONG wait time, but I'm back with an update. You probably expected to see the new heir/ess on the cover after that long-ago poll and may be confused by the header image, but we have a bit of a situation . . .

Aspen: "Life is going to be good with me as the heiress."
Brady: "But we're tied in votes. I should be the heir."
Aspen: "Technically, I got one more vote."
Brady: "Yeah, technically, emphasis on that. It was two weeks after the deadline. Doesn't count. We're tied fair and square."

Aspen: "Tell you what, I'll make you a deal. I'm so unworried about my clear superiority as heiress that I'll bet it on one wager."
Brady: "I'm listening, and I'm confident I'm the true heir, so name your terms."
Aspen: "We'll both stay in the penthouse and carry on as co-heirs, raising our respective families. But whoever produces a child so wonderful that they're named the third generation heir, that parent will be named The One True Heir of Generation Two."
Brady: "Hmm. Highly unconventional . . ."

Brady: "But you're on. You hate children. How well could you possibly raise one?"
Aspen: "And yet that I'm tied with you proves the point that sometimes delinquents are the favorites. I'm unbothered."
Brady: "Still, no one voted for Caden. Don't get too cocky."
Aspen: "Yeah, but he's Caden. We don't even like him."
Brady: "True. Okay, a deal's a deal. When the poll at the end of this generation has run its course, we'll know who was the real heir, but the loser has to move out and take their family and their shame with them at that point."
Aspen: "Deal."

So here's your co-heir #1: eldest child, only girl of gen. 2, hater of children, crowd favorite angry miscreant Aspen! She and Brady are not YAs yet, so technically she isn't athletic yet, but she will take after her momma in that way once she does grow up.

And co-heir #2: middle triplet, lightest blue alien, late bloomer, all-around goodie two-shoes, suave would-be botanist Brady. He will become an art lover upon adulthood.

And back to regular legacy play while we wait for their birthdays to get rolling with them. Sasha is SO CLOSE to topping the doctor career, but it was taking forever for a pregnant sim to come in so she could deliver a baby, the only thing holding her back. In the meantime . . .

Child: "Uh, doctor, are you okay?"
Dr. Sasha: "Just seeing double from these bugs I'm constantly picking up from all you sickies. Hold still while I try to put this thermometer in one of your mouths."
Child: "I think I hear my mom calling. I better, uh, go anywhere that's not here . . ."

And then! Hallelujah! This CL premade whose name I've forgotten came in with a fake pregnancy to deliver. ('Fake' I say because it's just a situation: they don't actually add the babies to their household unless you have something like MCCC set a certain way, I think.)

Dr. Sasha: "Ah, yes, I see the problem here. Your belt is very swollen. We need to do a belt-ectomy right away."
Premade: "Are you sure? What about my baby?"
Dr. Sasha: "Don't be ridiculous. Babies can't pull off belts! They're just not stylish enough. Now come on, to the surgery machine with you."
Premade: "Now I know why this is the only hospital my cut-rate insurance covers."
Dr. Sasha: "Less chatter, more surgery!"

Premade: "Wow, Dr. Allen! You were right! Wearing the right size belt has made all the difference. And that baby that poofed away into the ether could never have rocked this belt the way I do. Thanks for everything!"
Dr. Sasha: "Another job well done."

Dr. Sasha: "Finally I will get my promotion and receive the recognition I deserve for my compassion, listening skills, and attention to patients."
Bjorn: "I think I'm going to be sick if I'm not seen soon."
Alexander: "I'm probably dying."
Dr. Sasha: "Yeah, you guys should see a doctor. Anyway, I'm going to go run on the treadmill to celebrate. Laters!"

Sasha formed a club of aliens from all the ones she met at the bar on alien night plus a few disguised ones that showed up in the sort, and they're auditioning for a role as a spouse. These are Brady's choices. Unfortunately, Dreads won't change out of her disguise so I have no idea what she looks like. Her real name is Ava. The other one is Melody, and she's very pretty but she's technically kind of purple (I guess?) but close to blue and I'm just sooooo sick of blue aliens at this point.

However, one of Aspen's choices is also definitely blue, so I might be stuck. She's got the same problem with one alien that won't change out of his disguise. The disguised one is Finn, and the other one is Mike.

One day after Sasha's shift, we returned home and every single child was bottomed out on hygiene. Did you all forget how to shower while we were away? What in the world happened at school today?

While six kids take turns in our two showers (which quickly befouled the showers), the other stinkers entertain themselves because they're also all bottomed out on fun. Sigh.

Brady continues to work on his Freelance Botanist aspiration. This isn't a bad one, but it can take a bit of time depending on the size of your garden.

Aspen's aspiration is The Curator and she really needs a day out to go collecting to get some frogs and stuff, but I'm not ready for that yet, so she works on handiness instead and helps around the house.

Later she stands guard against children entering the tower. I love Aspen, but she is one weird sim.

Wendy has completed the Bestselling Author aspiration! Her next one is Mansion Baron because we're going to have to work on the penthouse eventually and maybe this will give me some inspiration and motivation. By the by, her royalties bring in a little over $6,000 a day now, so that certainly helps with the eventual decorating.

Sasha presides over a homework party of all her kids.

Which Caden finishes up by loudly cussing out his brother. I cannot wait until he is out of the house, but as the youngest, it's still going to be a while.

Speaking of teens . . .

Wendy: "He's doing that thing again."
Sasha: "The stupid walk?"
Wendy: "Yeah. Should I say something? Like parent him or some shit?"
Sasha: "Nah, he'll get over being such a loser eventually."
Alec: "GOD, MOMS! I can hear you, you know. You don't know how hard life is for me."
Sasha: "Oh, stop being such a drama llama."

Moms of the Year, right here.

Aspen and Alec are set to grow up soon, and Aspen will be taking the scientist career so we can get the portal to secure future alien spouses. Thus, this will be Sasha's last active day as a doctor now that she's maxed the career. From here on out, she'll just be sent to work like normal. So let's see how she makes the most of her final day. She starts with giving some questionable shots to doubting patients.

Then it's a quick break for a brawl with Saanvi.

Patient: "Has anyone seen the doctor? I've been in this machine so long and I'm in so much pain . . ."

Sasha: *suplexes Saanvi*

Altogether, a successful final active day.

Caden: "All I'm saying is, I'm the youngest and most unique, so I should continue the tradition. I could be heir!"

*crickets*

I know I give Caden a lot of shit but he's seriously so annoying. Thanks to being a slob like his mom, he leaves laundry everywhere. However, Wendy doesn't feel the compulsion to change clothes a million times a day, including doing stupid things like homework in the pool, just so he can change clothes and leave a pile.

Then it's to bed, which necessitates another clothing change.

It's the next morning and Caden decided to read in the pool for fun before school, and he's recruited Alec into his stupidity, but please notice the clothing pile off to the right. That would be Caden's, because Alec knows how to use telekinesis to throw his clothes into the hamper halfway across the house.

Aspen: "You know, I thought nothing could anger me more than the existence of children, but constantly picking up my baby brother's laundry due to my neat trait compulsion is starting to inspire thoughts of homicide. Can we kick him out early?"

Unfortunately, we cannot, but I thank you for your service.

Finn asked Aspen out to the bar, so Brady came along too, just in case there were any new aliens around. There were not.

Aspen chats up Finn and I never wrote it down, but he had a terrible personality and their chat kept going awkward.

It was such a stimulating outing that Aspen found a bench to nap on.

Aspen: "I'm not napping. I'm actually just curled up in the fetal position because his personality is that horrible."

Well, seems like Mike's the frontrunner, then.

Back home, it's birthday time for the twins and . . . aww, Brady, that's so sweet of you to celebrate your rival's birthday.

Brady: "Oh no, this is a blowgun. I've got a very special dart. Now if she'll just hold still . . ."

There was slightly less response to Alec's birthday, but we are still happy for him. Aspen is now neat, hates children, and is active, while Alec is outgoing, an insider, and an art lover. Happy birthday! Alec immediately moved out to make way for us to get going on this generation. I originally planned to play the spares, but so far I haven't found time as things get a little crazy this generation, so Alec just prepared a bachelor pad apartment for his fellow spare bros to join him eventually.

Sasha: "You and Brady are going to do so well, sweetie, and I'm excited to see what you do now as an adult. You're going to be a great co-heir!"
Aspen: "Aww, thanks, Mama! Your support means everything."
Sasha: "Oh, and don't forget I need four grandchildren for my aspiration. Get moving on that, eh?"
Aspen: "Hmmph."

Still, Aspen is cooperative, mostly because she's competitive. She sees Mike when she's at the park and decides to land a few flirts.

Aspen: "Enjoying what you're seeing there, blue guy?"
Mike: "You have a great . . . personality."

Aspen: "Eyes up here, bud." *cranks Mike's neck back so violently several vertebrae crack in a sonic boom that rocks the park.*
Mike: "Er, I just meant your clothes are really nice."
Aspen: "If you want a chance with this heiress, you're going to behave yourself."
Mike: "Yes, ma'am! . . . Can you call my chiropractor right quick?"

That aside, they get along very well and Mike's personality, while not ideal, is not as terrible as Finn's, so he seems a shoo-in at this point.

Aspen: "Wow, I mean, I'm just overwhelmed with how lucky you are to get to know a person as awesome as me!"
Mike: "Yeah, wait, what?"
Aspen: "This is a very special time for you."

I wonder if Mike is ready for this.

After a successful chain of light flirting, Aspen gets going on her real reason for being at the park and sets out for a collection spree.

By the end of her visit, she's advanced substantially in her aspiration and, as a future scientist, she'll have plenty of opportunity to collect things soon. She'll be trying to complete the element collection, because I've never done that one before and it seems a little challenging.

Peasant: "Oh barf, aliens flirting. What is this world coming to?"

Literally no one asked you, mister. Mike asked Aspen to the Romance Festival, so we had to say yes, despite it coming with a peanut gallery.

There they had their first kiss and became boyfriend and girlfriend.

And then they sang a REALLY TERRIBLE duet. Neither of them should ever sing again. However, after this, Aspen felt like their whole day together as romantic interests plus the one time they met while she was still a teenager had given her all the info she needed about Mike.

So she proposed right there on the stage! Amazingly, considering their short courtship, Mike said yes!

Mike: "I would be a fool to pass up an opportunity such as this."
Aspen: "Yesssssss. We will upstage Brady so hard."
Mike: "Sounds like a good time."

They're made for each other. Which is a terrifying thought.

Awkwardly, as they were leaving, I noticed Sasha sitting in the audience eating cereal in her pajamas. Apparently, since this takes place in the courtyard outside the penthouse's building, she was able to just wander down even though I technically wasn't playing them. How's that for a memorable proposal?

Aspen: "And that's why I'm going to crush you so hard. You don't even have a romantic interest and I have a fiancé. You're going down, Brady."
Brady: "Can you trash talk me a little less and go over that last theorem again?"
Aspen: "Sure, bro. I may be going to own you, but I'm not hard-hearted."

The next day, Mike moves in. Let's take a closer look at him post-makeover.

I'm normally not a fan of this eye shape in normal sims (it looks sleepy/shady) but I think I kinda like it with the dark eyes. He looks very mysterious. So Mike is a YA, wants to be a Freelance Botanist (oh great, two of them in one generation), and he has an interesting personality. I know he can help us paint for decorating money and run our legacy club, but I'm not 100% thrilled with mean. Now, Sasha is mean, and she mostly gets along with her family, but it's really not my favorite trait. I seem to get it pretty frequently, though.

Mike is looking good in his dapper outfit and I think he's feeling it, too. I gave him the snobby walk just 'cause I can.

Mike's first impression on the family is a good one. He does laundry by himself!

He gets along well with his soon-to-be mother-in-law.

Sasha: "Whoa, I love picking fights too!"

And he makes Aspen very, very happy. Several times.

Because the one thing he's not making her is pregnant. :(

Brady's getting close to being a teen (along with his other two triplet brothers) so he's getting to know his choices more. The club comes over and he chats up Melody, and, later, Ava. I can't make up my mind because I'm just meh about Melody but Ava is a total mystery what she looks like.

Aspen has her first day as a scientist. It goes about how you would expect. Nothing interesting to report yet.

Mike: "Hey, love, welcome back. I've got good news. Turns out we're idiots and can't count to eight."
Aspen: "Does that mean . . .?"
Mike: "I've adjusted MCCC to allow a larger house size."
Aspen: "I love it when you talk dirty to me!"

And success! That was a pretty stupid way to start this unconventional generation, but at least I figured it out. This lot still has the ley line trait so I REALLY hope we're not in for a litter.

Aspen: "Good news, babe. It worked!"

Mike: "We are going to embarrass your brother so badly with our perfect offspring."
Aspen: "I love this sim."

Well, we're in for one heck of a busy generation with two competing families under one roof, but it should be interesting! Ultimately, when the poll was tied even after an extension, I just loved both of them too much to choose, and I had recently read some dual-heir legacies that I enjoyed (but they prepared me for it be chaos, so I kinda sorta know what I'm getting into), so I discounted Aspen's one late vote and came up with this competition compromise. Since Aspen had the late majority, she got the better bedroom and the active career, as well as most of the screen time this chapter, but as Brady grows up we'll see plenty of him, too.

Thanks for reading! Check back soon to see this family balloon exponentially as I pull my hair out trying to keep it all under control, plus eventually some decoration in the penthouse. Come visit me at Boolprop too! Bye!

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