Welcome back, lovely simmers, to our little green corner of the Simverse!
As you can see, things are not quite the same from where we left off, as this is most definitely not Dragon Valley.
Last time in Legacy Garden we had some earth shattering, legacy-killing, power surge action that brought our little story to a very abrupt, very irredeemable end.
Well, barf on that, *I* get to say when this rambling, often-ignored legacy is over, plummit!
This is the best I can do, but I think she’s pretty darn close to the original!
If only they had darker green hair *le sigh*.
Miss Petal was the Generation Six Heiress, so her children will be Generation Seven, and so forth.
Lastly, in the interest of full disclosure, I am using 2 non-aesthetic mods; one that allows adults and elders to have teen jobs, and one to control the spawning of bajillions of townies, as we are not big fans of bloated files.
Continuing with the theme of being good sports, the expensive statue is going into the family inventory for the remainder of the legacy.
Though, after selling this getup, we lost §230, so I think we’ve paid a fair penalty.
After the computer, the seeds, and the outhouse, we weren’t left with enough money to buy anything but the cheapest of beds, so we’re foregoing that pleasure for now.
Well, at least it’s vegetarian?
This little wiggler put her over the edge into confidence, so we decided it would be a good time for her to try her hand at socializing with her new neighbours.
Petal: “Now I want a pool!”
Sweet plumbob in the sky woman.
Either that or they all came to stare at the only green person in town.
Petal: “Would someone grill up some tofu dogs please?”
We’re not sure why Megamind chose to come loaf around the park looking like a vagabond; it must all be a part of some nefarious plot, as I know for a fact that he lives in a big fancy house with Jack Frost, Alistair Theirin, and Zevran Arainai.
She stood staring vacantly while the fruit cooked with a grilled cheese thought bubble…sorry sweetcheeks, no fermented cow pus for you!
We now officially have Outdoor Retreat, btw, and it rocks our green, simmy, little world.
Damn skippy! I’m so excited for furniture made out of logs, you have no idea.
She’s so adorable it hurts.
Miss Petal sat in her tent and read Wilderness Digest for a few hours before turning in; she needed to cool off a bit from her fit of pique over Megamind’s insults.
Oh that Megamind, he’s such a spunky fellow!
Petal: “I am not having that miscreant’s spawn.”
You can also “defuse in tent” when your sim is angry!
Petal: “We never used to have dishes when I was growing up.”
Luckily they had a little unicorn bin for §25.
Petal: “I suddenly feel like using a bold pickup-line and whoohooing in a tent.”
Whoa there girl, slow down; let’s start with “hello”.
No matter, we hit up the gym for a shower and a fun boost; Don Lothario was there. He is always there. In all worlds, in all gyms, Don Lothario is there.
Bryson Dobbs talked about bears. Which is amusing because he sort of looks like a bear.
There must be a herd of bats migrating.
Megamind: “I’m sorry we got off to such a rough start, my dear, I do tend to make an impression when I meet new people, har har har.”
Petal: “Well, I’m not sure why I suddenly decided to invite you over and spam you with benign social interactions until our relationship meter was in the green, but I’m sure glad I did!”
Megamind: “Oh my! Your breath smells of spinach and mushrooms!”
I’m glad they added the functionality to eat produce into the game, though it takes a lot more food to fill your sim up, and they get hungry again quickly.
Anyway, we learned that he is a Self-assured, Insane, Genius, which may be quite hilarious to have around in the future.
We learn that he is a Neat, Family-Oriented, Bookworm…this is a very attractive prospect! Also, they have a very organic chemistry, never needing any interference to bombard each other with friendly social interactions.
Bear: *is sad that the hunky casanova is here to steal all the attention*
Aw, never you mind him, Bear, you are twice the sim he is!
Bear left shortly after, and Miss Sprout actually had a nice sit down conversation with Don; he seems like he might be one of those fellows who can be a bit decent once you get him isolated.
Also, why does he look so smokin’ hot from behind? Damn him.
This “It’s A Shower Tarp!” shower can even be folded up into your inventory to carry around.
While in the shower that morning, Miss Sprout began mulling over how she wishes to proceed in terms of choosing a Consort…should she choose the exciting Megamind? The dependable Bear? Should she have a roll with Don and raise a baby on her own? What about trawling the public lots for more potential males?
At first, Bear was reluctant to get too flirty with Miss Sprout…I think he might have some self-esteem issues, but with a bit of encouragement, the desired result was achieved!
She looks so bummed! I’ve never had a sim make this face after a positive pregnancy test before, hah.
We asked Bear to move in, and he was all too eager to agree, but imagine our surprise when we sent him to the tent to “plan outfits”…
I about wet myself.
The bear costume is now all his outfits.
I had seen the bear costume on the adverts for Outdoor Retreat, but I thought it was a special NPC costume or something you unlock after some kind of feat.
This is even better than furniture made of logs.
The other point of this picture was to showcase Miss Petal’s swelling midsection more effectively.
Now that he’s got his confidence up, he’s become quite the little romantic.
Since we don’t have a computer in Legacy Garden, Bear heads down to the library to kick a townie off one of the machines there.
This is the “Roar” interaction that you can perform while wearing the bearsuit!
Christopher Tripp is now Tense, and not amused.
Miss Petal goes “Woo! Wuh-hoo wuh-hoo!” over and over again punctuated by the occasional “Wah-hah!”
Bear is pretty quiet/overwhelmed though; he lets out one sort of nervous “Whoa” type sound that’s really easy to miss amid all the loud woo-deling that his girlfriend does.
Don’t you worry Don, no one is proposing to you, not even the outhouse you’re staring at.
Speaking of hilarious noises, Bear like to sing a jaunty little tune in the shower, he goes “Toodle doodle doo…cleenaboo!” in his surprisingly melodic baritone. And he always says the “cleenaboo” part like he’s playing peekaboo with a toddler.
I straight up giggled my face off listening for the entire duration of the shower.
I love you Bear.
Er, Man-Hut? I suppose we should wallpaper it with rocks if we’re going to call it a “cave”.
Innyhoo, the Man-Cave-Hut is located at a rear corner of the property, and Bear is going to be allowed to fill it with anything he likes…
…even illegal things.
Bear received this from his first promotion, and I just don’t have the heart to steal it from him.
Also, it’s hella convenient to have one on the lot for his writing.
Miss Sprout is well into her 3rd trimester now, and we’re eagerly anticipating the birth of Generation 7 (2.0).
No alien genes this time, but I’m excited anyway.
Petal: “I still want a pool.”
One day it will be majestic as flux, you’ll see.
When Miss Sprout’s time finally came later that same evening, Bear freaked out more than any other father I have seen yet; he burst from the tent in a panic, popped back in, dashed back out to make a run for the toity, did another little dance…
Petal: “I’m in labour.”
Bear: “Yeah.” *huff huff*
Petal: “It’s kind of a bummer.”
Petal: “Fiddlesticks, she’s pink.”
Eduardo: “Ugh, a bear? Seriously? SO Three Lakes wannabe.”
He’s my little recessive-gened angel.
Welp, that’s a good repotting of this legacy methinks, let’s pause here for now.
Next time in the Legacy Garden, we’ll watch Little Mistress Gardenia grow up, Bear (hopefully) advance in his writing career, Miss Petal tend the garden, and hopefully another baby!
Gnomezzly-bear bids you good day, and happy simming! ♥