The Poppy Legacy 1.2

[neuroticrobotic]

Our horn dog founder and his newly found mate, Molly, sit down for a nutritious bowl of post-coital cereal.
Carl: You are a world-class piece of ass, you know.



Molly: I resent your attempts to objectify my buttocks.



Carl: Sooo... can I kiss it and make it better?



Molly: I have no objections.



Since Carl is presently mortified of ma-wage, they get straight down to making babies.



Yup.



Molly: Carl is the friggin' Woo Hoo Meister. The Woohooooooster!



Molly: Wooooo hoooooo!



Tummy Rubbin'



...followed by athletic preggie boinkin'. It's hard to believe they're not three bolters - definitely a Woohooster.



It turns out that Molly is one smooth operator in the workplace. I want to tickle my way to a promotion, damn it!



Carl, on the other hand, just got demoted. Yeah, in the slacker career path. How can you suck at slackin'? Seriously?



Fortunately, this little trauma temporarily cleared up Carl's fear of tying the knot. Mwa ha ha!






Molly: Oh, isn't this ~lovely~ ?
Carl: WTFers?!



Carl: I feel the need to start fires, now. Mmmkay thanks.
Molly: WTFers?!



Molly: ...
Carl: BRB Roasssting...



Carl: It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to, fry if I want to...



Bubbly makes everything better.



Almost everything. Ick.



Onepointone onenightstand gal: So that time we made out was great, huh? Wish we could do it again, eh?
Carl: Kindly allow me to wallow over my roasting marshmallows in peace.



Carl: ...



Meanwhile, Molly had a ball without even being conscious! That's true talent, folks.



Oh well, fun time's over! She was awoken in the wee hours of the morning by the rumblings of the next generation. Oooh, the drama!



Carl: You are seriously harshing my mellow! Zzz...



This is the wee one. She has Carl's eyes and hair and a geneticized skin. I named her Leslie Mostly after this freaking muppet. Since generation 2 is about purple and *magic*, I thought it was appropriate. Muppets are fucking MAGICAL, okay?



Molly swoons over Carl's newly discovered parenting skillz.



Molly: Now, kindly gtfo. You are blocking my path to the fridge.
Leslie: Ma ma!



I should have known her true intention was to get the obligatory generation one fire underway.



Recessive Gene Hobby Creep: Come with meeee to a ~beautiful~ place, Carl.



Passionate birthday rage grants Molly the ability to reach through walls! Ooh, Ahh.



I think Leslie Mostly is mostly lovely. For the record, she does not have reverse vulcan eyebrows. She is excited.



Heir candidate number two, coming right up.



Molly brings home needlecream 's Dido from work. Although these suits may be appropriate for generation blue, I friggin' hate them. Are they made of felt or something? Ugleeee.



Dido: I sense you're trying to tell me something!



Dido: I can't quite hear you! Maybe if I get inappropriately close...



Dido: Ooohhh... gotcha.



Surliest potty training face ever.



Do all sim children become besties with their folks on the potty? I cannot fathom why this seems to be the essential bonding experience. Sure, pooping is intimate and all, but...
Actually, I am not even going to finish this train of thought.



Kaboom!



Leslie: (is a mummy, maybe?)



Here, I realized that in spite of being married with children, no one knows a damned thing about Molly. She lives for pleasure and dreams of having 50 dream dates (fat chance). She digs charismatic plant people. She does not think zombies are sexy. Here are her stats:

Neat: 4
Outgoing: 10
Active: 4
Playful 4
Nice: 3

Molly: (is aghast)



Generation Two, Part Deux



Aaaand he's born with Harry Potter genetics. Epic squee! Black hair, green eyes, and his mum's skin tone.



The unfortunate creature was given the name Sam Snively, after this muppet in a bowler hat. Apparently, it was also the name of a mayor from Duluth, Minnesota. Go figure.



I am ending this update with a magic pillow fight. I'll pretend it's ~foreshadowing~, but there's really no reason for it. There is also no excuse for the excessive ~'s and *'s in this update, ~*~*~*but whateva*~*~*~