Generation 4 spouse by alexination.
Generation 3 spouse by novusars.
Featuring sims by bondchick_nett, backerbse, katu_sims, kathsy and slyndsey!
PREVIOUSLY ON THE TOYBOX LEGACY...
Nose Marie moved back into the Toybox house and married Lorin.
Just like Morning Glory, Bright Eyes was brought back as a zombie. I think I'm going to start doing this to all spares who die before their graduation.
This generation is game-themed, with Nose Marie giving birth to Buckaroo, Cluedo and Monopoly.
Buckaroo in particular was quite the snobby, blue-haired posh boy.
In-between pregnanies, Nose Marie was advancing up the slacker career ladder. Lorin apparently broke an old lady's hip in her job.
Mr. Noe Whiskers aged without his cat ears, Party aged without her original face.
Applejack died and I was sad. )':
First off, let me apologise for the rushed tone of this update. I know my updates usually are rushed, but I got through most of this update in one night, when I was suffering a particularly bad bout of insomnia. Somehow when you want to sleep but your body won't let you you tend to just whizz through an entire update's worth of simming without doing much. :/
Party has taken over Applejack's role as family DJ it seems. You know, considering that's Lorin's actual career I'm surprised she's never even touched the DJ booth (though come to think of it, it explains why she gave it Nose Marie to begin with)
Buckaroo brought a friend home from school! It's Fidelity Heart (bondchick_nett).
Fidelity: Doesn't this sort of thing happen in movie romance montages all the time?
Buckaroo: There's no flower field, no Gaussian blur and no violins. This is a feeble romance montage.
I'm surprised the both of you haven't already got used to that. You've had 3 filthy children together by now.
Hi, Lol Lol (backerbse)!
She didn't have time to talk. Just raided the piano. Like they all do.
At least she joined in with Cluedo and Monopoly's birthday celebrations.
By joining in I mean staring blankly.
Both adorable as hell.
Somehow watching 2 of her grandsons age sent Party into aspiration failure. Don't ask why.
Party: MY YOUTH IS GOOOONE~!
Hurray, pregnancy 4!
He won those marbles fair and square.
OH COME ON.
So after what seemed like the plot of one of those corny pre-school cartoons with a "karma will get those mean kids who don't share everything" moral, he still got good grades at school.
Buckaroo: Yes! This is the furthermost proof that I'm far too intellectual for this ghastly public school!
Sorry, you're still staying there.
Woebegone (katu_sims) was spotted waking home from school.
Nose Marie: Hi, little girl! I nee- I mean, my sons need more friends.
The first girl!
She will be named Scrabble.
No-one really cars if Lorin passes out in her food at this point. It happens so often, it's like Mr. Noe Whiskers peeing himself. Just doesn't matter any more.
Playing throwing ball with a superhero. That's got to be every little boy's dream right? Let's face it, having a catboy superhero as your granddad must be pretty epic.
I think I can safely say career-wise, Party doesn't need much help any more. She's doing pretty well.
Buckaroo: I don't care about her success, that monster terrorizes me!
-I don't think I've ever seem her terrorize you since your birth. She's actually been quite nice for a demon and all.-
Buckaroo: Can't you evict her from the premesis?
-Nope. She's an heir after all-
Yes! One more promotion and she's got her lifetime want!
I need to start inviting people over and grabbing people off the street ASAP. Or at least before the next pregnancy has ended.
EVEN BIGGER PLOT ADVANCEMENT! Nose Marie now wears a big-ass bow on her head!
What do you mean that's not important? I see gossip magazines make a big deal over this sort of thing all the time!
You there! Aisling! (kathsy) Sit down and talk!
Party just stares at Newman (slyndsey), probably trying to scare him off the property. She's not even noticing GlaDOS (katu_sims) plotting to steal the newspaper.
(Yes, there's 2 different GLaDOS-based sims in my game. Both of whom apparently enjoy stealing newspapers. I kind of want to get this GlaDOS together with loveshinesims's Glados and watch them fight to the death. Or team up for the purpose of wreaking havoc on the neighbourhood in the good name of science.)
Ah well, screw newspaper thievery, this heir needs FRIENDS!
She tried to run away with the newspaper before anyone noticed. Only for her to run inside the house with her hand still in the paper-holding position without any newspaper actually being there.
Aisling took the time to smustle dance with Buckaroo. GlaDOS and Newman just sat by and watched.
Newman: I'd say her dancing ability has been steadily increasing over the past few months.
They also celebrated another double-birthday. I missed Monopoly but here's him as a child.
Then Scrabble. Who has now merged with Nose Marie's arm into some sort of abomination.
Nose Marie: You and your stupid ideas, GlaDOS.
Afterwards, Nose Marie, Newman, GlaDOS (And possibly Scrabble) crowded around the kitchen like some sort of teenage girl-clique.
Nose Marie: Can you leave us alone mum? This is a private conversation only cool people can listen to.
Okay, that's pretty cute.
As is that.
I like how the urine just magically teleports to appear right next to her. Magic piss.
And now she's crying in her underwear again.
Buckaroo ages by attempting to jump off the hill leading down to the main beach. With sparkles!
I decided to accentuate the snobby posh boy look this time round. Unfortunately, the top hat and monocle I downloaded was for adults only.
Of course. Of all the non-controllables in this generation, not a single one of them had a problem cooking for themselves. Nose Marie on the other hand, who probably has twice as much cooking skill than most of them, sets the god damn house on fire. Well done, Nose Marie.
And the best thing is, no-one's even noticed.
Scrabble: Granddad, I'm bored.
Mr. Noe Whiskers: I know dear, nothing exciting ever happens around here.
The only other notable thing that's happened during this pregnancy right here:
That and Scrabbles teeth going through her chin. No wonder she's screaming.
So let's just skip to the birth, shall we?
A girl! And yet again she has her graddad's fur! (Which is actually kind of odd considering the fur has appeared more times than the actual parent's skin tone!)
And she is called Jenga.
A sad state for Monopoly. Soiled, passed out, hates music and refuses to finish his homework.
Despite being a bit snobby, Buckaroo is sure good at taking care of Scrabble.
Unlike the actual adults in this family who just queue in front of the nearest crib, utterly confused as to what to do with the damn kid before either passing out or wetting themselves.
I hope they clean up their act next time.