1. Imogen’s Daughters – Chapter 2
Welcome back to- who the hell are those jerks stealing the front
page? Oh, now I remember. These guys were part of a plot I was
going to start for this legacy. Now don’t run away in fear, there
won’t be a plot in this legacy; I’m just going to have gold, old-
fashioned generation popping… just kidding; you know that I
always break down and include a plot in some way or another.
You’ll see- YOU’LL ALL SEE! MWAHAHAHAHA!
Anyways, so last time, Kamilah was elected to be the heir for
generation 2…
2. …which meant it was time for us to say goodbye to the eldest
and our spare, Rachel.
“I still can’t believe I’m going to La Fiesta Tech next week,” she
sighed in disappointment, “They accept everyone who applies.”
Rachel set down the receiver.
3. “At least I’m getting a huge-ass scholarship out of this.”
4. Rachel arrived at LFT that night prepared for the world… and to
be abandoned by her Creator there for now. I’m decided not to
play the spares until I’m sure that this legacy is on its feet. That
means nothing until at least generation five. Rachel is the first
on my list to be played because she’s the oldest.
Another note is that any heir who doesn’t need college for their
lifetime want won’t go to college. Too boring if I have to take
pictures.
5. With her older sister out of the house, Kamilah began a career in
Music to earn her own money.
“…”
I failed to mention that Kamilah doesn’t really interact with
others despite her 9 outgoing points.
6. As for our founder Imogen, she was ready to celebrate her last
birthday with all 54 candles on the cake. No, I didn’t count them;
I just assumed that’s the number because sims reach elderhood
at age 54.
7. Imogen grew into an outfit that was… alternative. I let her keep
it out of sheer laziness and… well, laziness.
8. Kamilah was next to go the college where she met Daniel (or
David) Hiatt, the next DNA donor.
9. With D. Hiatt in love with her, Kamilah dropped out of college and
returned home to start up generation three.
12. First she gave birth to Dwight Sanderson, a boy with grey eyes
and black hair…
13. … and then to Diana, who shared her brothers features. Due to
matriarchy rules, Diana was automatically crowned heiress.
14.
15. Time flew by quickly and soon the twins were toddlers. Diana
was revealed to be a Cancer while her brother Dwight donned the
personality of a Scorpio.
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20. Toddlerhood went by just as quickly as infancy and soon the
twins had become children.
21. … and part of me hopes that Diana grows up into her face.
22. “Hey Dwight,” Diana called out to her twin brother, “why is mom
in her underwear?”
“Di, this is a legacy; does that answer your question?”
“Kind of.”
23. “I promise that I will never by a naked heiress like mommy.”
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26. As the years went by, the kids got their first As, the house
expanded and it was time for another birthday.
“I feel tingly.”
27. Diana grew up first and rolled Fortune as her aspiration. Her
lifetime want is to be a City Planner.
28. Dwight went next and rolled Romance with the lifetime want of
being a Hall of Famer.
You know what this means?
29.
30. Yup, it’s throw out the spare and age up the heir time!
“This green goop tastes an awful lot like toxic waste.”
31. I used the same Elixer of Life on Kamilah and Imogen so their
ages could stay the same. So what? I’m at least keeping
everyone going quickly. You’ve seen an entire generation go by
in 30 pages; be happy.
32. “Grandma, why is the Creator making everything seem like it only
took a day?”
“Because it did only take a day in his time. You were just a baby
this morning for him, but you’ll be a fully fledged adult, maybe
even elder, by the time this chapter is through.”
33. “Being an elder would be icky!” Diana spouted, “I want to go to
college!”
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36. Life moved on, Imogen passed away (R.I.P.) and Diana became an
adult. Thank you whoever for making her grow into her face and
look beautiful.
37. Meet DNA donor #3, Juan Reamon. Juan is a family sim, a fact I
know due to my BACC. Juan was the sim who helped me
populate the town quite easily as well as he helped build up most
of the first 5 businesses. Juan deserves a chance to have a little
fun now.
38.
39. On page 39, Diana goes into labor and gives birth to…
40. …little baby Vincent Sanderson, the generation four spare or heir
only if he rolls knowledge as his aspiration. Vincent has black
hair and grey eyes like both of his parents.
Yup, no creativity here.
41. Diana began to lay Vincent down in his crib for the night and
kissed his tiny forehead.
“Goodnight my sweet little boo; mommy will see you in the
morning.”
Vincent gurgled as his mother waved him goodbye. He began
drifting off further and further into his own little dream land until
he was fast asleep.
42. Diana called her twin brother as soon as she was out of the
nursery, “Dwight, you’ll never believe what happened- wait,
what? Samantha just had a daughter? Who’s Samantha?
WHEN WERE YOU GOING TO TELL US THAT YOU GOT
MARRIED?” Diana suddenly remembered to hush her voice.
43. “Diana, Samantha and I just met nine months ago. When I found
out she was pregnant with my daughter, I had to propose.”
“So what’s your little girl’s name?”
“Her name is Storm Cordial.”
“Why didn’t you just tell us; mom and I wouldn’t judge you for
knocking some girl up.”
“Sam isn’t just some girl- look, I’ve said too much. Her and her
sister’s identities, as well as mine and Storm’s, need to be kept
hidden from them.”
“Wh-?” the phone line was cut off, “-whatever, Dwight.”
Diana’s next call was for someone a little less crazy; her lover
Juan.
44. “Mmpfh!” Diana tackle-hugged Juan Reamon as she planted her
glossed lips on his, “do you want to me your son?” she asked.
“S-sure, honey.”
45. “Well, he’s down for a nap right now, so we could have a little fun
until morning,” Diana giggled.
“Can I stay here a couple of days.”
“Sure, it would be wonderful for Vince to get to know you.”
46. Despite the above, the few days Juan could share with his flesh
and blood were not just concentrated to re-pregnating Diana
Sanderson. But despite all of this fun, Diana still had something
that was nagging her.
Dwight.
47. When Diana arrived home from the hospital, her mother sat her
down for a heart to heart… well, not really a talk, but similar
feelings were shared.
Kamilah cocked her head to the side and gave her daughter a
sympathetic look signaling ‘what’s wrong, honey’.
“Mom, I think Dwight’s gotten himself into a dangerous
relationship with a woman named Samantha Cordial.”
48. Kamilah began to move her hands around frantically before she
snapped, “Diana, this is one of those few serious mother-
daughter moments where I need to speak rather than listen; your
brother is old enough to take care of himself and, if there is ever
a problem, he knows that he can always come back home.”
Diana nodded, “Mom, why is it that you don’t like talking to
people.”
49. Kamilah breathed in, “Because I have no deep seeded issues that
I need to talk about. Everyone else just uses other sims to
bounce their problems off of, yet I don’t need that.”
***
50.
51. Kamilah watched over her tiny grandson and whispered
delicately to him, “Goodnight, little one; pretty soon you’ll be a
big brother.”
52. As he slept, Vincent dreamed of the many possibilities of what
those words would mean.
53. Around the time Diana had reached the seven month milestone in
her pregnancy, Vincent was ready to become a toddler (and a bit
cranky because his naptime was interrupted).
54. It was clear that little Vincey had many of his father’s features,
one such example being his lips. But, despite all that, there was
still a portion of his mother’s face visible.
55. “Come on, Vincent, I know I heard you say something earlier,”
Diana looked down at her son, “can you please repeat it for me.”
Vincent shook his head to indicate ‘no’.
“There’s a cookie in it for you.”
56. “Cookie? Mama, I said baba earlier! Can I have cookie now?”
Diana’s jaw dropped and she began to squee, “You can already
speak in full sentences?!”
“So more cookie?”
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59. Vincent Sanderson developed very rapidly during his final few
months as the only child in the matriarchy household. Note that
nice, moderate sized word known as ‘final’.
60. Diana screamed out in pain, “This hurts!”
Her shrieks filled the house, “Mo-om, help me!”
61. Within moments, a little girl with the same phenotypes as her
older brother; she was promptly named Esther, the fourth
generation heiress to the Sanderson Matriarchy and the third of
Imogen’s daughters.
62. “Hey mom, I get it now! You’re the first of grandma’s daughters
and I’m the second.”
Kamilah whispered as she took Esther for her first feeding, “Why
didn’t I try and get pregnant a second time?”
63.
64. One year later, Vincent had become a child while Esther still
awaited her transition to toddlerhood. It was on his birthday that
fate began to unfold itself.
It all started with a strange knock on the door.
65. Diana peered out into the hallway and saw the shadowy figure of
a little girl standing outside in the rain.
“I’m coming!” she shouted to the girl.
66. The little girl panted slowly, “I… I made it…” her words were
heavy and her face was flushed.
67. Diana walked out to greet her, “Sweetie, what are you doing all
the way out here?” she asked in a motherly tone; something was
very familiar about this girl.
“Are… are you…,” she was still panting, “Diana Sanderson?” the
little girl let out a wheeze.
“Yes.”
68. “I… I’m Storm Cordial,” the little girl stated.
Diana’s heart skipped a beat, “You’re Dwight’s daughter, right?
What are you doing here?”
69. “Daddy… he sent me here to… be safe from them.”
“Them?!” Diana had heard Dwight refer to someone as ‘Them’
nearly 6 years earlier.
71. “The bad people that froze mommy, daddy and Aunty Kim and
dragged them away.”
***
So here’s where I’ll leave you for now. I’ve covered two
generations of the family and have caught up with the spares. I
don’t have the stats out yet, you’ll get them when the kids
become teens. I’d like to introduce you guys all to Storm Cordial,
the only first cousin of generation four.
I need to get playing (and finish my English essay), so I’ll see you
all later (on Boolprop or LJ).
-Bye for now,
Reggie
