The Magpie Prettacy - Generation 1.3!
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Last time on the Magpie Prettacy, Doug and Allyn had two daughters in a short space of time. One aged up a little better than the other. Rowland hit his teens, and Doug finally got into the Oceanography career. We left them just after their youngest daughter aged up to child.

I forgot to post Cynthia a.k.a. Weedy' stats last time. She's inherited her fathers personality intact. This is going to be interesting.

Here's what their house looked like at this point. This pic was apparently taken right before poor little Elys could move inside, at the end of last update. In hindsight, it may have been a little bit careless to put her bed next to the axe-throwing target.

I'm not sure if this is heartwarming or disgusting.

Douglas: Brandi LeTournau likes to bathe with inflatable beach toys. I totally saw it through the telescope!
Allyn: I knew she was a little weird, hahahahaha!

Elys: Whyyyy are you so mean to me, Weedy? I'll ask Mom to move my bed outside again!

Weedy: Eh, you need to toughen up, Sis. It's a rough life we live.

Weedy: I'm so totally only going to get A+ every day at school, because I'm soooo smart! And then I'll be heir!

Rowland: I'm going to get a lot more promotions than Dad when I start working.
He doesn't know yet that he'll stay at home as the family gardener. Someone has to get the gold badge.

The sisters didn't initially like each other too well, but they played together rather than fight. Elys is probably too nice to get into a brawl. Not even when Weedy threw the ball back into her face every time.

Weedy: But it's kind of difficult not to hit you, Sis! Everywhere I throw the ball, your nose is kinda there already.

Well, you can't get all those A-plusses if you don't study. Rowland got the job of teaching her how to do homework. It was Elys' assignment, BTW. Payback is sweet.

Weedy: Mooom! I learned to study! Can I be heir now?
Allyn: You'll need to get a bit older first, sweetheart. Then we'll see if you still want the responsibility.

Elys: Wow, I can see all the way to places where it's summer!

Don't look, Rowland, but the most desperate girl in Ashmoore on Bree is kind of stalking you.

There are a few things you should know about her...

Wilandra's Mom: Oh, you're out making friends, darling? That's great. I can't wait to tell Dad!

Well, heck. Why not? They're both Romance Sims, both probably wanting to kiss someone.
Wilandra: I'm not so sure about this, man. That nose of yours can take an eye out.

At this point I decided they had enough money that I could put up walls around the kitchen area. This is after the remodelling.

Here's the street view. Lots of doors, not a single window. x)

Now it's almost like a real house.

Suddenly this happened, autonomously.

Wilandra: My favourite sport is boxing! I've got my own punchbag at home, I call it Oliver.
Rowland: Ha ha, that's funny. I name my stuff, too!
(He's got so few things that they're all special. His jacket is called Hank.)

I like poor, old Allyn, and decided she could stay around for a while.

Elys: If I write the notes for tomorrow's test on my lunch, maybe Mrs. Swiller won't notice.

Look at this? They're sitting around their kitchen table like a normal, human family.

Elys: I think it's really weird to eat inside!

This is what an Elys happy-face looks like.

Ooops. This is why I'm using the No Welfare hack, so stuff like this can happen. >:-)

She said that five or six times, before she agreed to come over. I thought they seemed to get along well last time she was there.

She finally agreed, and asked if she could bring a friend over. I was expecting it to be Williana, who is her only friend, as far as I know. But it was Guinevere, who I had no idea she knew.
Rowland: Hellooooo sexy!
Guinevere: Is he always like this?
Wilandra: I don't know. Only met him once before.

I'm assuming Morris was over to yell at Allyn for spying, and that's why she was crying.

Wilandra: I love men who are good at cooking!

Look at them pink hearts flying! I had no intention of aging Wilandra up with him, just getting them some aspiration points.

Oh look... Here's Jolene, the resident not-too-brilliant spy.

Wilandra: Rowland, you... don't look so bad in the dark.
Rowland: Awww, you're beautiful in moonlight too, baby!

Jolene: ...and then when I asked him what he was doing for a living, he said he was a Sumo wrestler. Sent me a picture and all, and asked if I wanted to meet up. When I said I had other plans he didn't believe me, and kept sending me so many PM's that I had to delete my profile. And that's why I don't do online dating anymore! He wasn't even Japanese!
Wilandra: Wow, you're so experienced!

Rowland: Dad! I got an A+!!!
Douglas: And you woke me up, and dragged half an avalanche in here, just to tell me that?

Doug had reason to be grumpy, because waking up meant he had to grow old. He was never in high enough aspiration to drink elixir.

Of course he had to choose the second smallest room to grow up in. But he grew up well, at least.


With their kind of economy, this was a significant amount.

Douglas: When I was your age, we didn't just have to do homework. We had to learn it by heart, and if we got as much as one syllable out of order, it was the iron maiden for the rest of the school day, as well as copying the work the others had done while you were trying to stand still to avoid the ten inch spikes surrounding you, and learn the new homework correctly. Yes, there were some casualties. And back then it was always winter, shoes weren't invented, and the road was uphill both ways.
Elys: But Dad, you went to Troll-school, where you were out in the forest all day picking berries and stuff, and you never even had homework.
Douglas: Silence, pup!
Rowland: I believe you, Dad!

Weedy: I'm going to be a scientist, and invent lots of potions that turns people into toads and stuff. Zzzz...

Oh look! She got that A+!

Then Elys unceremoniously grew up.

I guess no one is surprised that she looks pretty much the same.

She likes smooth-talking muscle-boys, preferrably not with black hair, so no Guidos. Her LTW is to become Media Magnate. And she's heir! Of course she is. I mean, look at her! Rowland is also amazing, but he does look just like his dad. Elys is a girl, so it doesn't matter so much that she's a clone. She's got so much potential!

Jerica: ...but I was never all that good at the violin, and Mom was kind of disappointed, because it had been expensive. So she sold it again, and Dad used the money to buy me an electric guitar. He said I could join his band when I turned 15. Of course, by that time he'd lost his memory, and didn't know who I was.
(Jerica and her father are from my Asylum. I will get it posted.)
It's finally spring! That winter felt like it lasted several years!

Owen: ...and then he said: "Tennis is played with two racketts and one ball!" Ha ha ha! Get it?
Elys: You and Wilandra are perfect for each other.

Elys: Yaawwwn! I can't believe it's morning already. I just went to bed!

Weedy: Pff. You're just getting old, Sis!

At work, Doug faced the dreaded Sea Lice Dilemma again. Best to be honest.

Yess!


Douglas: What's the matter, son? Liam's just trying to be nice.
Rowland: He doesn't understand irony.

Douglas: GRRRRR I MADE LOTS OF MONEY! GRRRR! AND THEY MADE ME WEAR THIS STUPID WIG TO LOOK HUMAN!

Weedy: Look, Daddy! I got another A+!
Douglas: I DON'T CARE! DON'T TALK TO ME!
Weedy: ..?

Weedy: Mom, I got a good grade and Daddy just got mad.
Allyn: There, there, sweetheart. Daddy's just having a little mid-life crisis. I'm very proud of you!

The swings don't get the fun up fast enough, so I put in a merry-go-round. All the kids loved it.

Never too old to have fun!

Mallory Tang, a townie in a skanky pair of PJs, came by on a nightly prowl.

I'm not sure if it really was her who kicked over the bin, but I decided to punish her anyway. She's perfect material for marrying into the early generations of a Prettacy. Muahaha!
Mallory: *poooooooooff*

They still love each other. :)

Mallory I wonder what sort of goodies they've thrown out. People always toss away the best parts of their food.

Mallory: Like this perfectly good potato. A little mold never hurt anyone.

Mallory: Oh wait... This isn't a potato. It's cheese! Delicious ripened cheese! OM NOM NOM!

Mallory: Superb! Marvellous! I'll have to come by here more often!

In preparation for incorporation in a clan of Trolls, Mallory received a little make-over. I really wanted her in the legacy!

The trolliest one is in the middle.

Elys: BLUHERK!
Rowland: You can be glad you didn't see what that Mallory chick did last night!
Elys: I don't want to know!

Sophie: She says she just skipped school for a week because she was in aspiration failure, but she was totally in jail. Everyone agrees on that. You should just stay away from her, Rowlie.

What's this? Sophie Miguel being nice?

You may not have noticed, but both Allyn and Kendall are Face 3.

This is Pat. Weedy was about to grow up, and she wanted a puppy. I thought it was about time the Magpies started making an occasion out of their birthdays.

Elys: Awwww, you're so cute! No way you'll be only Weedy's dog, that's unfair!

By the way, this is Elys' relationship panel. She likes her old babysitter better than her brother.

Wheee! Whooo! Hooray! Etc.

Weedy: I know what I'm going to wish for! :)

I guess she wished to be heir, eh?

It doesn't look like it, but she did grow up well.

She rolled Family, and wants to date scene boys. And she's also heir. I couldn't pass her up, she's too funny. And she'll also want to have a lot of kids, so in case Elys doesn't produce anything funny, there's a chance Weedy will.

Wilandra: That's so totally not true! I did never tell Sophie that I was at home with aspiration failure! She knew I was in jail for putting some dumbass in the ICU because he told people that I had social bunnies! Which is also totally not true!
(She was at home with aspiration failure.)

Wilandra: Uh-uh. No flirting. I'm too upset to flirt. I thought I could count on Sophie to be my mortal enemy, and spread my reputation without saying that I deny it!

Wilandra: And definitely no poking my boobs!
Rowland: I was only trying to give you a hug!

Wilandra: You were so trying to poke my boobs! I don't even understand why I bother talking to you, pervert!
Rowland: I'm starting to believe that ICU story!

When it's not Wilandra hating on the Magpies, it's her father.

Yes, she'd make a good alien. I'm actually thinking of making Douglas or Rowland into a Pollination Technician.

Suddenly Pat grew up, and they hadn't even had him for a day.

The reason I took this picture had somthing to do with Rowland's phone conversation, but I can't remember what. So just enjoy Weedy's funny face instead.

Um, you've got a perfectly domesticated dog to play with.

And no, you won't be adopting. I've already more or less picked out a husband for you to carry on your unique genetics with. If you want him, that is.

Homework party! Just enjoy this entirely progress-bar free picture.

That was their last homework-threesome, because Rowland grew up.

Take a good look at him as a teen, because he can only get uglier.

And here he is as an adult. Please give him a moment to have a nervous breakdown.

Is it just me, or does he look a bit like Benedict Cumberbatch from this angle? (Imagine what sort of babies a BC Sim would make!)

Doc: Hello. Ich bin Doktor Kopfschmertzen, und Ich been here to help Zie. Trust me, Ich habe fourty Years of Erfahrung and Experience.

Doc: Aha. There we habe Der Myztery solved! Zie feelz bad about your Schnozzle in combination mit Ihre name. Zie needz to embraze Ihre identity, and laugh along with those who lachen at Zie. Gut Luck, and Auf Wiedersehen!

Rowland decided to take the good doctor's words to heart, and become a true individualist. That's why he's grown an ironic beard.

That's also why he didn't see any need to change out of his PJs before going on a date with hipster-girl Mallory. The date pretty much stunk, and it wasn't only because Mallory had been bin-diving all night.

First of all, they got interrupted all the time by people who wanted to "greet" either of them. Or like Marissa, show them her karate skills.

Go away, Melissa. You're cramping their space.
Then Mallory took off, and Rowland made what turned out to be a life-chaning mistake. He "checked out" Rose Dai, to see if there was any chemistry, before Mallory was off the lot. It happened so unexpectedly that I didn't get a picture, but Rose slapped him and he got the "cheater" sign above his head. Then suddenly Mallory, who I thought had left, showed up and slapped him too. I regret not getting those pics!

Rowland: So, when do you start having babies?
Weedy: Dude, I'm fourteen! Don't you think I'd better wait until I'm out of school, and of puberty?

Elys had never learned to study, so Douglas got to make himself useful.

Mallory turned up, presumably to kick over their trash, but Rowland used his smooth talk on her.

Rowland: Mallory, this rose has nothing on your flowery beauty, or mesmerizing fragrance!

Morris: WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO STOP "STUDYING" ME ON THE BOG WITH THAT TELESCOPE?!?!?!
Mallory: He's so cute when he's being pushed around! I love underdogs!

He took her in to introduce her to Douglas, because meeting the in-laws usually makes things a little more official.
Mallory: Oh, so you're the patriarchy around here!

That was all Allyn did when she first came around, too. I took that as a good sign.

Rowland: Congratulations on having ever kissed Mom!

Mallory revealed that she likes glasses, so Rowland got a pair. Unfortunately it wasn't enough, because they were both still furious. I thought Smooth Talk was supposed to remove it?

Meanwhile, Elys was practicing her seduction skills on ricky.
Ricky: Man... Compared to her, my nose isn't bad at all.

Ricky likes women who are good at cleaning.

And who are not logical. Ricky, darling... The Victorian Era is over.
There is more Magpies to come, but this entry is already very long. Next time we'll see how Rowland gets along with the previously mentioned - but not seen - Rose. We'll also see how Mallory responds. Elys and Weedy become adults, and there will be babies.
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Date: 2014-02-20 05:26 pm (UTC)You know what is absolutely hilarious about prettacies/uglacies? The townies who think they're hot anyway. XD XD XD
Yay for double heirship! My money is on Elys continuing the line, but I'm really interested in what Weedy can produce as well.
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Date: 2014-02-20 05:38 pm (UTC)I think Elys definitely has the best chance of producing some really hideous children. She gets a little sister in the next update, who is definitely the Magpie edition of Grace. If one of Elys' children looks like that, they'll automatically be heir. Poor li'l Mary Elizabeth was born too late.
Weedy is heir mostly because I like her so much. However, she's almost normal apart from her Neapolitan Mastiff mouth and lack of a proper chin. I'm actually more interested in seeing if she can produce something actually cute, with the right husband. Of course the pretty ones are ineligible, but it would be fun to have a cute one around. She'll have at least three children, if she can. I love huge Sim-clans!
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Date: 2014-02-20 09:25 pm (UTC)I'm glad Weedy doubleheirs, I like her cute (well, sort of cute :p) permanent pout.
Oh and I've never had a Downtown slob join a family either, so if Mallory becomes a playable, that should be interesting to watch too.
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Date: 2014-02-20 10:08 pm (UTC)Mallory is still in the plans, muahaha! She's not exactly pretty, and I think the Magpie nose would look good on her face!
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Date: 2014-02-23 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
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