Chapter Thirty Three - All we need is love.

Welcome readers all to the third and final update in this current batch. Life for the Vulcans is just humming along, hummingly.

"Dad if neither of us are tinkerers why are we playing with the train set?"

"We're not playing. We're bonding."

Life in the main house is driving poor Marcas to distraction. Don't tell him, but he's been ready to move for a couple of days now, I've just put it off a little longer.

Aww look. Buffy (It is Buffy right? I get confused.) is sparkly! That can only mean one thing! Puppies!

Or rather Puppy singular. This little bundle of joy is Puffy. I think she's going to look like her daddy.

"Bye Mum. Bye Dad. Maybe I'll drop by to kick over your trash can from time to time."

Marcas finally gets to toddle off to college. He's over joyed honestly.

So is College all you were expecting it to be?


"Eh. I've only been here 5 seconds. But I see neither of my parents so it's already an improvement."

Brim full of excitement and passion, Marcas embarks upon his college career.

"Third time is the charm right?"

Uh. If you say so. But she's bowling 100% for primate posteriors.

"Hope springs eternal!"

"Thats what I like to hear girly! For $50 000 I can guarantee you a man with a face Jane Goodall would love."

Wotcha doin?

"Well the Matchmaker sucks, so I decided to take the money I would have spent on her and go on holiday. They have cute NPC's there right?"

Sure. I don't know how many of them are marriable though.

"Who said anything about marriage? I just want to get lei'ed."

Yeah. I'm sure.

Ninja's are so hot. Even if they deem my heir unworthy of learning how to teleport. Elspeth did manage to fill in every other Far East holiday memory except that one. But I know, and you know that the ninja is the only thing worth photographing whilst on holidays.

"Hey! Did you know you don't have any clothes on?"

"No way!"

"Totally way! And I guess it's pretty cold outside huh?"

*looks down.* "Bummer. Totally."

This is Jerome the streaker. We very nearly had him move in with the kidlets and become the next legacy spouse. But really that nose, it doubles as a ski jump. Perhaps in a generation or two when we are really desperate.

Actually, I think I might just keep Jerome for someone even more special than Elspeth. You've got to admire a man who can play the piano in the nude.

ROFLMAO! That is all.

Finally we managed to track down the Prince of Darkness himself. Count Forrest Something-or-rather! He's not the prettiest apple in the barrel, but the trick with getting pretty is to mix things up every so often. He's pretty mixed up n'est pas?

I kinda like Count Forrest more for Elspeth at the moment. He is also a pleasure sim, but apparently doesn't have very much money. Besides, I'm getting tired of all the dark haired babies that plague the Vulcan household. (And it seemed such a good idea at the time.)

Not to be left out, Marcas also scores his first kiss with Naenae the maid, who totally looks better now that we have slapped sufficient make-up upon her weird Hilary Duff face.

Just ROFLMAO again. I've been easily amused these last few days. This picture is priceless even if I can't think of a caption to go with it.

And thus we are all up to date with the Vulcans. College promises to be horribly tedious, so it is unlikely that I will take all that many pictures. But we do get to look forward to the relationship of the Ditz and the Undead. It promises to continue in the tradition of all the Vulcan partnerships so far.

Ka Kite ano!

Chapter Thirty Two - < Enter Witty Title Here >

And we're back! And with that introduction out of the way we'll just launch right on into the latest shenanigans of the descendants of Tommek Vulcan.

Eventually Elspeth manages to get all the required skill points, and top of her career. Which means we get to ship her off to college! Yay! One less sim in the main house.

Naturally she grows up pretty. Now we just need to find her a spouse, and some new clothes. Not that there is anything wrong with what she is wearing, just that it is yuck.

After a whirlwind visit to the campus boutique and hairdressers, Elspeth embarks on her mission to find the perfect mate.

"What about this one?"

Uh. Its a girl. You're a legacy spouse, there will be no bool-propped babies in your future.

"Oh."

"Surely the Matchmaker will find me the perfect mate!"

Yeah if you like baboon bottoms. Sigh. Perhaps we'll have to wait and see who replaces Naenae the maid, for a pleasure sim you're awfully fussy Elspeth.

"Thanks!"

Meanwhile in the Iata Pi Household.... Mhairi and Amar continue to hit it off exceedingly well.

"Teehee."

Teehee indeed!

"I know it's traditional for a spare to marry the house sitter in the Greek house, but tradition be dammed. I love you Mhairi Vulcan. Marry me!"

"This is so unexpected!"

Yeah right.

Elspeth has taken to hanging around downtown at all hours. No luck so far, but I did manage to see the countess in her outdoor gear trudging through the snow. Unfortunately the static image I did manage to get fails to completely convey the hilarity of the situation.

Meanwhile in the main household.

"Zzzzz Zzzzz *snortlegrunt. Zzzzzzz...."

Yeah. Excitement abounds really. I think Ian summed it up nicely.

Chardonnay rediscovers her childhood love of making snowmen.

"And it's so much more relaxing now that Hennessy doesn't talk my ears off."

When was the last time you spoke to your brother?

"College, I think."

Yeah Chardonnay really is big on family.

"Hurry up and get me my grandbabies so I can stop making these stupid snowmen already."

See.

Oooh! Time for even more experiments in breeding large ugly dogs!

No specators this time however. I'm rather proud of Pierre however. I didn't realise it at the time but he is an elder doggy. He wont be with us for all that much longer. But at least he will leave behind a glorious legacy in the form of his demented offspring! Yay!

Brandi looks kinda pissed.

"Of course I'm pissed off. Do you see the outfit I have to spend the rest of eternity in? Not to mention Bryn keeps inviting one of the Hula girls into the Heavenly Hot tub. If I want extra spice I have to play with that bag of bones Grim...."

Yeah. She looks kinda pissed. Shame we can't hear her. Lalalalalalalalala

"How much longer do I have to stay in this freaky house?"

Are you at the top of your career yet?

"No...."

I could spend hours watching the penguin. Right up until the little buggar pees somewhere. Luckily we don't feed him so he doesn't make his way over all that often.

"Dear Dairy.

Now that my sisters have moved to college, my parents are suddenly paying a lot of attention to me. It is confusing and troublesome. I plan on breaking out just as soon as I have reached the top of my career. Have already tattooed my escape route onto my body disguised as an elaborate tribal tattoo. If I don't make it, I want the world to know I tried.

Marcas."

Yeah like Marcas has it all that bad really. There is no Hammer of Rock in the Iata Pi house.

"There isn't Mum or Dad either."

Touche, my friend. Touche!

Not much longer to go. I promise even more college hijinks in the next update. So go click that link and witness the mundanity!

Chapter Thirty One - Yay Confetti!

So, I've been using the Sims as an excuse not to do my homework....Or any housework. So far so good :D Seriously, I have a ton of assignments and assessments and other assorted academic torture activities coming up, so I thought I would get the Vulcans as far along as I am able.

As you can see the family is significantly smaller than when we last joined them. I don't know what to do with myself, I had gotten used to managing all 10 sims, so I feel vaguely lost only directing the 7 of them.

"Say lady. How about you just make yourself right at home."

"Why thanks, I will. Welcome to the Dance Club!"

"Now will you stop ringing me?"

Elspeth finally manages to get top of her hobby. Of course if she doesn't dedicate her life to the harsh mistress that is dance she will loose her ability to get in the zone. Hmmm cos I know hobbys have to consume every waking moment.

"Momma always said lyfe is lyke a box o chocolates...."

Marcus is always impressive with his Forrest Gump impression. Although I'd perfer if he worked on his scholarships rather than his idiocy.

Oh. Thats right, you're a family sim, you're not happy until you have your first kiss and go steady and stuff right?

The Matchmaker - Bringing you Rastafarian Geisha's since 2006

"So. I want a hot guy."

"Hehehe you do realise you'll heart-fart over a monkey's behind don't you?"

"It's whats on the inside that matters...."

Aw Elspeth, I think the matchmaker was trying to point out that no sim has anything on the inside. You are all deficient.

Well at least Mhairi never really changes. She's still smarter than her dad. Aww how sweet.

Of course now that College is looming its time for us to make friends with the Iata Pi house-sitter, Amar the llama. He and Mhairi seem to be hitting it off rather well.

Aww my sweet sexy pirate couple are not much longer for young hotness. It makes me sad, and a little excited, this is officially the furtherest I have ever gone in a Legacy Challenge. I think. I've tried so many.

I forgot this one in the last couple of chapters. Mhairis hobby is sports. Which really stands for PITA, cos you can't get anything done without having a stinky cranky sim on your hands.

The dogs are not completely forgotten. Often Elspeth will use them as an excuse not to do her scholarship skilling. She's sneaky like that.

"Mum! I'm going to college, time to let go of my boob now."

No, I have no idea what is going on. I don't think I want to know, and you shouldn't either.

See! I told you these two hit it off!

I mean really hit it off :D

And even better? 2 lightening bolts AND the same hobby. These two are too cute!

The Dual birthday strikes once more. This time it is Ian and Chardonnay that are afflicted. At least they make pretty elders. Or they will once I find suitable elder clothes for them. I mean seriously, a pirate in a polo shirt? I don' think so!

I went on picture over load during this weekends play, so there are another 2 chapters awaiting your reading pleasure. Be sure to check them out! :D

Chapter Thirty - Death in the 21st!

Welcome back! No point being subtle about it, there is going to be deaths in this chapter. Lots and lots of deaths! All natural, let me assure you.

Bryn and Brandi seem to have a 6th sense about impending age transitions. Much like just before they became elder, they are spending a lot of time together in the hot-tub. They know something is up!

I miss my live Fluffy, next puppy genetic donor has to be an illegal Fluffy clone (With a few snips on the second X chromosome).

I wasn't prepared for this at all. I thought Spiffy still had a few more days left in her. But apparently not. Grim comes when he comes I guess.

"Is that a mango flavoured sports drink? I have some grand children around here who are looking a little porky...perhaps you could give it to them."

"No. Brandi, this is for you. It's time to go."

"But I was just going to woohoo in the tub..."

And I know I wasn't expecting this so soon either. Obviously neither was Brandi. I hope she doesn't start haunting in her gym clothes.

"Not. *sob* My *sniffle* Brandi! *wail*"

However it's fairly obvious that Bryn is taking it the hardest. Poor Bryn, no more Woohoo. It is actually quite sad.

"There's a tub in this bathroom. Brandi and I always used to woohoo in the hot tub. Waaaaa!"

Yes Bryn actually cried almost continuously for the next couple of days, and he refused to sleep in his marital bed. See Romance Sims do care!

"I know this new freaky looking poodle is guaranteed to cheer pops up!"

Now that we've had a couple of deaths we can begin the cycle of births once more. As promised, we have Pierre the wonder Poodle for the next genetic donor.

"Lets make beautiful music together luv."

"Excellent idea darlin, it'll be sure to perk dad right on up!"

Yeah, Chardonnay fails to understand the whole 'the love of my life has died and my life is meaningless' funk Bryn has fallen into. But Bob loves a trier!

"Are you ready to have some ugly puppies girl?"

Of course the mailman can't do that, and we need even more deaths in order to have ugly puppies.

Chardonnay even forces Marcas to spend some quality nap time with dear old pops. Unfortunately the unending phone calls that come with Freetime mean that nap time is often only 5 minutes in duration.

Finally! The little booger grows up! He's actually been pretty close to impossible. He's only got 2 more skill areas to work on before he gets full scholarships. Unlike Elspeth however, who takes forever to gain even one skill point. She's a freak I tells ya!

"Lookit Pops! We're learning!"

"Yeah Look, we'll get you those scholarships you've rolled wants for!"

"Why am I wearing this hat again?"

The children continue to work hard at being teen-agers. Marcas rolled family. I was going to go with one of the girls anyways, but that kinda just seals the deal.

I am a very sad panda! Why? Somehow during the moves and what have you the urn of Breanna went missing. I didn't notice it at the time, but now. It makes me sad.

In a desperate attempt to recover Breanna's tombstone we used some cheats (I'm fixing junk, it's allowed) So yeah. We got the phone of fixing things and lo and behold, Chardonnay cannot resurrect Breanna. Thinking it was just a glitch I got her to resurrect someone else.

"Dad? Is it really you? Have you come to take me to the other side where my beloved Brandi awaits in the heavenly hottub?"

"Seriously Bryn. I'm not even resurrected for 5 minutes and you're already starting on the woohoo talk. I didn't die and suddenly become fascinated by your love life.

"Oh....Hey dad I've discovered 7 planets this week. And I got abducted by aliens."

"Thats my boy!"

Unfortunately, despite being married to Breanna for a vast number of days, Tommek doesn't really remember her either. And he wasn't really interested in bonding with the existing family members, so we killed him off.

Speaking of Death. It's Busters time to go to the great doggy-park in the sky. We'll miss him. While he was no Jax, he certainly was no Sparky either. And he gave great spots. Fingers crossed, Pierre can live up to his legacy.

"Seriously, are birthdays like this around here too? Had I known this morning I'd be back, me and the girls woulda just chilled in the hot tub."

"Hot tubs are good for woohoo!"

"Well done Champ. Time to go."

Yeah, Bryn. *sob* I almost think it's harder than Tommek, Bryn is the first natural born Vulcan to pass away. And lets be honest. Brandi and he always made the house just that little more interesting.

"Hey I thought you guys only had that people mover?"

"I borrowed a car from the townie car pool. Cool huh?"

"Yeah. Anyway cuz, floor it! Its what Pops would have wanted!"

Of course it wouldn't be the sims without the token mourning then moving on. Elspeth is of course the first to get right back on that life horse. Anything is better than sticking around home building skill points.

On that rather depressing note I will leave you so I can play some more. The kids will soon be hitting the Iata Pi household for more college hijinks, and as a consequence Chardonnay & Ian will be getting a lifetime want fulfilled. Exciting stuff n'est pas?