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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: A Big Wedding (9 March)
« Reply #300 on: March 10, 2014, 03:02:27 PM »
I'm not sure if it's a patch but it's definitely not Island Paradise as buffets started offering more varied dishes long before that EP came out.  Congratulations to the newlyweds/new parents!

Well, I said it was a while since I'd used a buffet table.  Obviously longer than I thought :).

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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: A Big Wedding (9 March)
« Reply #301 on: March 10, 2014, 07:55:26 PM »

What a fabulously silly wedding! And yet another peaboo, I see. You've had a lot of those. As for the buffet tables, I'm really not sure; I almost never use them either.



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« Reply #302 on: March 11, 2014, 03:00:24 PM »
What a fabulously silly wedding!

Silly?  I hope you realise I'm seriously offended on Odessa's behalf? OK, yes, it was rather silly.  Fun to set up, though ;).

And yet another peaboo, I see. You've had a lot of those.

As with Susanna, this one's a bluish green on my monitor.  The greeny part of the spectrum does seem to be ridiculously extensive on the pastel slider.  Either that or they just keep marrying people with similar skin tones.



Toddler Tantrums and Pirate Genes

Ken took baby Lionel to the cake while Beth was having a lie-in.



His big golden-brown eyes fringed with long lashes soon had them all under his spell.



Beth forgot about the half-finished paintings in the studio.  Nothing was more important than teaching this little charmer to walk and talk…



…or just to spend hours playing together.



She loved it when he cuddled up and whispered how much he loved her.



Then he’d gaze into her eyes, wind his chubby little fist into her hair and pull.



All innocent mischief: he was much too young to realise that hair-pulling hurt.  She really ought to tie it back while she had a little one around.

He had a temper, of course.  What toddler didn’t?



But as soon as his nappy was changed or he had his bottle, he’d be as sweet and playful as ever.



Ken sometimes worried.  He’d caught a look in his child’s eyes once or twice… 





No, it was ridiculous.  Lionel was only a toddler.  He came across so many criminals in his daily life that his cop’s instinct was working overtime.  How could anyone think that little sleeping face was anything other than innocent?



Odessa just said that boys would be boys and called her grandson her Little Monster.  Just look at how he loved the Nessie jacket and matching soft toy she’d bought him.





Simon had it right.  He said Lionel took after Coral’s family.  He told the little lad long, unlikely tales of his ancestors’ exploits and then, as Lionel approached school age, Grandpa Simon built him a pirate ship of his very own.





Then it was time for another cake…



…and, at last, he could be a real pirate.



That night, he settled down in his new big boy’s bed, in his new pirate-themed room and dreamed of evil deeds adventures to come.




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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Toddler Tantrums and Pirate Genes (11 March)
« Reply #303 on: March 12, 2014, 01:44:49 AM »
Of course he pulled his mother's hair in innocent mischief, of course he did...he was just a toddler then and how can a few pirate stories do any harm...heh heh heh...! >:D


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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Toddler Tantrums and Pirate Genes (11 March)
« Reply #304 on: March 12, 2014, 06:34:02 AM »
He's so cute! And he is definitely trouble. I like how you call it 'pirate genes', hahaha that does make his future criminal career seem more acceptable as well as plausible. But that's going to be hard on the father-son relationship, especially if Dad has to arrest him!
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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Toddler Tantrums and Pirate Genes (11 March)
« Reply #305 on: March 12, 2014, 06:49:35 PM »

Very fitting for a Barnacle Bay heir. He should make for some interesting mischief, the little scamp!

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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Toddler Tantrums and Pirate Genes (11 March)
« Reply #306 on: March 12, 2014, 10:17:43 PM »
I just found this today and got all caught up!  I thoroughly enjoyed it all, but have a few items I had to point out:
  • Loved the fact that you started with Hidden Springs.  It's one of my very favorite towns and the Freespirits hold a special place in my heart, particularly Nick and Jess.
  • I'm also partial to Monte Vista as well
  • I couldn't help but laugh hysterically at the flying cars... that is, after I got over the confusion of what I was looking at XD  I am glad you were able to move though.
  • I love Lionel.  I love evil Sims and have always had a lot of fun with the Criminal career, particularly Emperor of Evil.  The whole pirate theme just makes it even better!
  • Last, but certainly not least: I have enjoyed your story telling tremendously and now I have to go hunt down your other dynasties, having not had a chance to read them yet.  I feel I have missed out by that but plan to rectify at the first opportunity!



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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Toddler Tantrums and Pirate Genes (11 March)
« Reply #307 on: March 13, 2014, 05:03:21 PM »
Of course he pulled his mother's hair in innocent mischief, of course he did...he was just a toddler then and how can a few pirate stories do any harm...heh heh heh...! >:D

Well, of course  ;).  If you think you’ve spotted the voice of experience here, you’re probably right (the hair, not the pirate stories).

He's so cute! And he is definitely trouble. I like how you call it 'pirate genes', hahaha that does make his future criminal career seem more acceptable as well as plausible. But that's going to be hard on the father-son relationship, especially if Dad has to arrest him!

Just because he’s evil, it doesn’t mean he’s not adorable.  I was looking forward to this generation but he’s turning out even better than expected (and his favourite colour is black, which is just perfect ).

Very fitting for a Barnacle Bay heir. He should make for some interesting mischief, the little scamp!

There had to be a pirate somewhere in this town.  So far, Lionel’s turning out to be one of my favourite heirs.  Now, if only he’d get some opportunities…

I just found this today and got all caught up!  I thoroughly enjoyed it all, but have a few items I had to point out:
  • Loved the fact that you started with Hidden Springs.  It's one of my very favorite towns and the Freespirits hold a special place in my heart, particularly Nick and Jess.
  • I'm also partial to Monte Vista as well
  • I couldn't help but laugh hysterically at the flying cars... that is, after I got over the confusion of what I was looking at XD  I am glad you were able to move though.
  • I love Lionel.  I love evil Sims and have always had a lot of fun with the Criminal career, particularly Emperor of Evil.  The whole pirate theme just makes it even better!
  • Last, but certainly not least: I have enjoyed your story telling tremendously and now I have to go hunt down your other dynasties, having not had a chance to read them yet.  I feel I have missed out by that but plan to rectify at the first opportunity!

Thanks – and welcome along for the ride :).

I love Hidden Springs.  When I started this, I was determined to play in less familiar towns, which gave me a choice of five (at the time; it’s seven now).  It took ages to decide which to use – but Hidden Springs was always going to be one of them.  Monte Vista was also pretty much a fixture.  In fact, it would have made more sense to have started there, if I hadn’t wanted to continue Sam’s story from the Ghosts epilogue.

The flying cars were amazing – total frustration combined with extreme silliness.  It was probably even better on-screen.  I wish I’d thought to video it.

I adore Lionel (which is just what he wants, of course…)

I hope you enjoy the other dynasties, too – although I should point out that the Life States is the only one with a proper story.

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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Toddler Tantrums and Pirate Genes (11 March)
« Reply #308 on: March 15, 2014, 04:18:06 PM »
Lionel is going to make a gorgeous pirate! And you really caught all the great toddler expressions.
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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Toddler Tantrums and Pirate Genes (11 March)
« Reply #309 on: March 18, 2014, 11:49:21 AM »
Lionel is a little cutie, I am sure that he will be using it to his advantage in his criminal career.....! I love this story, Hazelnut. Looking forward to your next instalment.

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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Toddler Tantrums and Pirate Genes (11 March)
« Reply #310 on: March 18, 2014, 01:35:08 PM »
Lionel is going to make a gorgeous pirate!

He is.

And you really caught all the great toddler expressions.

It was easy.  He just kept pulling faces :).  That one in the cot was really creepy.

Lionel is a little cutie, I am sure that he will be using it to his advantage in his criminal career.....! I love this story, Hazelnut. Looking forward to your next instalment.

Why is everyone so convinced he’s going to be a criminal?

Thanks :). The next instalment should be up soon, dodgy internet connection permitting.

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« Reply #311 on: March 18, 2014, 04:10:17 PM »
Plots and Plans



“Yes, Lionel, I know you want to play on the slide but school’s more important.  You need to do well.”
“Why can’t I just mess about with my friends?  Lessons are boooooooooooooooring.”
Ken sighed.  He didn’t understand this son of his.  “Look, let’s do a couple of hours and then you can go out and play.”



*   *   *   *   *

“Arrr!  Shiver me timbers, Jim Laaaaaaad!  Pieces of eight, nine and ten!  Cap’n Lionbeard rules the seven seas and all the oceans and… and... uh… whatever the other watery bits are called.”

He looked around shiftily but none of the crew had noticed.  They wouldn’t dare.



"Wheeeee!"

*   *   *   *   *

“Lionel, your dad asked me to talk to you – about why it’s important for you to do well at school.”
“But school’s pathetic."  (It was his new favourite word.)  "I hate history and maths and Simlish…



“…and I hate my name.  Why did they have to call me Lionel?  It’s a girly name.  It’s like Isabel and Annabel.”
“Or Daniel?”
“Oh... yes...!  But there’s a Daniel in my class and everyone calls him Dan.  Well, ‘cept his mum.  She calls him Danny.  That’s so babyish.  Even the teachers call him Dan…  Hey, if he’s Dan, can I be Lion?”
“If you really want to.  Why don’t you see what your friends think?  Now, your dad asked me to tell you about our family…”



“But Dad wants me to be a p’liceman, doesn’t he?  You just said we all had to have diff’rent jobs.”
“There are two sorts of police.  You could be a spy.”
“A spy?  That’d be cool.  Waaaaaay better than what Dad does.”



“You’d have to start out as an ordinary policeman, of course, and work your way up.  Your dad could tell you more about it, if you’re interested.  Walking the beat, catching criminals…”
“Hey, could I be a criminal?  Or… what about a fireman?”



“Fireman’s already gone but you could be a criminal if you want.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really – although I don’t know what your father would say.  But you don’t have to decide for a long time yet.  All you have to do for now is do well at school.  So will you let your dad tutor you?”
“I suppose so, yes.”
“Look, why don’t you go out and play for a bit?  It’ll be dark soon.  And I’ll have a word with your dad.”



“Mwahaha!  Take that, horsey!  Dr Lion and his Evil Doom Ray will turn the whole world into little wooden animals!”

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And, a day or two later, Lionel (not Lion after all – his best friend said it sounded stupid) had achieved an ‘A’ and was ready for another cake.



Later that evening, there was a less happy birthday.



“Ken, you know we always said we’d like another kid?”
“Yes?”
“Well now that Lionel’s growing up, I thought…  I mean, there’s not much time left and…”





*   *   *   *   *

Their firstborn, unaware of his parents’ plans, was doing some serious thinking about his own future.



He wasn’t sure the criminal career was right for him.  From what Gran India had told him, you had to be sporty.  Mr Brown the PE teacher said he had two left feet.  Anyway, just going around openly being a criminal was pretty lame.  He’d prefer something more devious.

He wasn’t joining the police, either, whatever his father wanted.  Perhaps he should go along with the other side of his personality – the one he normally tried to hide.  It was pretty clear what his best subject was at school.  Was there some way to use that?  Something anti-establishment.  Or maybe even something mock-respectable but with the possibility of a little illegal activity.  You know, just for fun?  He’d have to look around.  Maybe even (horrors!) poke around in the careers library.

Meanwhile, back to the studying with Dad.  Algebra tonight.  Oh joy.



*   *   *   *   *

They couldn’t expect him to work all the time.  He had to let off steam somehow.  Cause and effect.  Action and reaction.  See?  He was learning all that stuff, however pointless it was.



No plumbing fixture escaped his attention.



Nor did any chair.  Well, Dad shouldn’t have gone on so much about the importance of thoroughness, should he?



Everyone was relieved when he came home with an ‘A’, Beth most of all.



Maybe now she’d be able to rush to the loo to be sick without risking it blowing up in her face.  She might even be able to relax on the sofa or in a bubble bath as her bump expanded.

They all gathered around the cake, cheering from relief as much as from the usual birthday happiness, waiting for Lionel to make a wish and blow out the candles.  And waiting…



He knew now what he wanted – but exactly how should he phrase it?  He needed to get in every detail; get the best possible value out of the wish.



And he still hated his name.  Josh had been right.  Wanting to be called Lion was ridiculous.  What he needed was a more adult alternative, like…  Like what?  Then it came to him.

It was kind of a long sentence but he reckoned it’d still count as a single wish.  Maybe.  He leaned over and blew.



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The next morning, he sorted out a suitably distinctive new look…



…carefully wheeled his birthday present out of the garage and roared off into town to put his plans into action.



First stop, City Hall, to register for his new job, change his name by deed poll and leave them a small memento of his visit.



Leo Gold was in business.

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Lionel and Leo are completely independent family names; the inspiration for combining them is literary (the protagonist of The Go-Between).  The original Sim Lionel was my first heartbreaker.



He wasn’t really very good at it: I didn’t give him the best traits.  He used his charisma to go into politics and had become Leader of the Free World long before he achieved his LTW.  It didn’t help that I felt so sorry for his victims: poor Molly French stood crying outside his house all night after he dumped her.  Eventually, he married Agnes Crumplebottom (for her money?  However could you suggest such a thing?)  All of his exes came to the wedding and, surprisingly, claimed to have had a great time.  The Legendary Host reward is wonderful  ;).

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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Plots and Plans (18 March)
« Reply #312 on: March 19, 2014, 12:48:20 AM »
Love the pirate duds!  And love the new name!  Can't wait to see what he decided to do. 

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« Reply #313 on: March 19, 2014, 05:48:08 AM »
Hello Leo, and best of luck in your new venture! I'm glad that he is going to continue with the pirate outfits, best outfit ever ha ha ha.

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« Reply #314 on: March 19, 2014, 06:13:34 PM »
Oooh I correctly guessed the new name and I have a guess about the career but I'll wait to see if I'm right! Curse you, cliffhanger!
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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Plots and Plans (18 March)
« Reply #315 on: March 19, 2014, 08:28:38 PM »

Haha, I love him! His voice as both a kid and a teen are just both hilarious and authentic. I love the shot of every single seat in the living room being booby trapped, hehe! Hm, well the political branch would certainly provide him with a mock-respectable job and a corrupt way to make a buck on the side. Or have we already had a politician? Gosh, now I'm gonna have to scroll back through the generations and think about it.

Edit: Okay, Tabitha! She was in politics, right? But did she max it? Her official one was nectar maker, right?

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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Plots and Plans (18 March)
« Reply #316 on: March 20, 2014, 04:12:13 AM »
I think I know what Leo's career will be... Is it OK for me to post my guess?

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« Reply #317 on: March 20, 2014, 03:53:45 PM »
Love the pirate duds!  And love the new name!  Can't wait to see what he decided to do.

Hello Leo, and best of luck in your new venture! I'm glad that he is going to continue with the pirate outfits, best outfit ever ha ha ha.

I had to have a pirate in Barnacle Bay.  I’ve been looking forward to Leo ever since the move – and he’s at least as much fun as expected  ;D.

Oooh I correctly guessed the new name and I have a guess about the career but I'll wait to see if I'm right! Curse you, cliffhanger!

Well, I suppose you would be more inclined than most to think of the name Leo :).

It wasn’t meant to be a cliffhanger.  In fact, I nearly ended the update with the birthday cake but carried on for a few hours to resolve the name choice.

Haha, I love him! His voice as both a kid and a teen are just both hilarious and authentic.

Thanks.  I try my best :).  In fact, Leo’s easy to write – he has so much personality.  Poor Ken was a bit of a nonentity.

I love the shot of every single seat in the living room being booby trapped, hehe!

I love rebellious Sims.  He just had to go for the uber prankster moodlet.  Simon also thought the whole thing was great fun but the rest weren’t so keen.

Hm, well the political branch would certainly provide him with a mock-respectable job and a corrupt way to make a buck on the side. Or have we already had a politician? Gosh, now I'm gonna have to scroll back through the generations and think about it.

Edit: Okay, Tabitha! She was in politics, right? But did she max it? Her official one was nectar maker, right?

You’re right.  I can’t remember exactly where Tabitha got to before she packed in politics but it was somewhere around the middle of the career.  Her unique maxed career was indeed self-employed nectar making.

I think I know what Leo's career will be... Is it OK for me to post my guess?

Yes, go ahead.  It really wasn’t meant to be a huge mystery  ???.

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Re: End of the Line Dynasty: Plots and Plans (18 March)
« Reply #318 on: March 21, 2014, 03:11:13 AM »
Is it Private Investigator?

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« Reply #319 on: March 21, 2014, 12:37:46 PM »
No, Alex already maxed that career - although a Pirate Investigator would be a fun idea :).

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« Reply #320 on: March 23, 2014, 11:23:26 AM »
Signs of Spring



“Hi, Tavares!  How’s life in Bridgeport?



“Yes, it’s been much the same here, although does look as though the weather’s brightening up finally.  It’s been such a miserable spring…  Is L- Maria there?”



“Hi, Emily.  I think you’re OK calling me Lou, you know.  I’m only ‘Maria Spain’ in public.  Well, unless someone’s tapping the phone.  In which case, ‘Hi, Nosey!  Haven’t you got anything more interesting to do?  Get a life!’”
Emily laughed.  “How’s the apartment?  A penthouse suite, I hear.”
“Only if you’re a really optimistic estate agent.  It’s the top-floor flat all right but I wouldn’t call it a penthouse.  It was a complete tip when we moved in.  Horrible green stuff growing on the windows, peeling paint, rubbish plumbing.  Hardly luxurious.”



“You?  Moaning about bad plumbing?  Just like old times.”
“Yeah, I thought I was long past the toilet-unblocking stage.  Although it’s probably been good for us to do some physical work for a change – we’ve enjoyed sorting out the mess.  It’s looking pretty good now.”



“Not exactly the rock’n’roll lifestyle.”
“No, not at all.  But that’s the point.  Escaping from all of that, at least for a while.  Who’d expect Louisa to be living in the unfashionable end of Bridgeport?  And the place is so full of celebrities and hopefuls trying to get the paparazzi’s attention that it’s pretty easy to be a nobody.  The makeover probably helps, too.”
“You had a makeover?”
“Yeah.  New clothes, new haircut…”
“But you’ve had that hairstyle forever.  What’s it like now?”
“Shorter.  I’ll send you a photo.  Tavares thinks it’s cute – but then he would.



“Oh, and I bought a keyboard.  You remember Will saying how learning to play the piano had changed the way he composed; even the way he thought about music?”



“Yes.”
“He’s right.  I’m already starting to have some ideas.  It’s hard, though, going from being able to play anything I want to being a complete beginner again.  I have to get out a guitar after a few hours of struggling with scales to remind myself that I really am a musician.”



“Lou, I’m so pleased you’re picking up your life again.  We were worried about you.”



“Yeah, well, you made me realise that I was being unfair to the rest of you.  In fact, I’m doing it again, aren’t I?  Talking about myself.  How are you?”
“We’re fine.  Now that things are quietening down with the orphanage, I’ve started painting again and Kid’s looking around for a new job.



“The kids are growing up: Davey’s the only one left at primary school.  He’s decided he wants to go to Smuggsworth, of all places, so Kid’s been tutoring him every evening.  Since Opal went to Fort Starch, they’ve all been reading school stories and talking about nothing but boarding schools.  Wilhelmina wants to transfer to LeFromage next term.  If they both get in, that’ll leave us with only Marabel at home…  Did I tell you about Marabel?”
“I remember she was all excited about a Goldbeard marrying into the family.”
“Coral, yes.  Marabel thought it was wonderful – took to calling me Auntie Em, on the grounds that we must be related somehow.  But then Coral got old and died so quickly.  The poor girl was devastated.”
“Do you want me to talk to her?”
“Yes, it might help.  She’s a fan of yours, you know.  And Deirdra had a word with Grim.  He’s promised that Marabel can meet Coral when this is all over.”
“Grim said that?  He must be getting soft in his old age.  That was nice of Deirdra, though…  How is she?”



“Pregnant.  The baby’s due in the autumn.”
“Oh, that’s great.  Will you pass on my congratulations when you see her?  I’d still feel a bit awkward just ringing her up.  And what about you?  I remember you talking about wanting little ones around again.”
“Well, the house does seem to be emptying… and, not a word to Kid, but I have tickets for a romantic weekend in Champs Les Sims next month.”



“Good luck!  I’ve been getting a bit broody myself.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, I think I’m ready for another child – but not quite yet.  It wouldn’t be fair to Sam.  I’ll wait until he’s back.”
“Lou!  You’re talking as though you believe in it.”
“Well yes, I think I do.  They’re getting so close now.  I’ve even started watching regularly again.  I love young Leo.  Real chip off the old block, he is.”



“That’s exactly what Kid said.  Oh, I nearly forgot.  I have a favour to ask you.  Could you have a word with your friend Maddy…?”

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“Hi, Maddy.  It’s Lou.”
“Lou!  It’s been ages!  How are you?  And Tavares…?



“Isn’t it a glorious day?  So sunny!  It really feels as though summer's coming at last.”



“In Sunset Valley, maybe.  It’s trying its best here but it’s still quite grey.  The smog, I suppose.



“Anyway, I didn’t ring to chat about the weather.  Do you remember Donna Parr-Teague?”



“Donna…?”



“That pink girl you met at the playground in Sunlit Tides.  The ex-ghost.”
“Oh, you mean that day when…?”



“When I yelled at Deirdra and spoiled everyone’s holiday.  Yes.”
“You had reason.  Don’t be so hard on yourself.  But yes, I remember Donna.  Pink, pretty and brilliant with kids.”
“That’s the one.  I’m not sure whether you know that she grew up at a home that Emily – my great-grandmother – runs for orphaned ghost kids.  Well, she’s about to finish a teaching degree and she’s got a job at the school in Sunset Valley, assuming all goes well with her finals.  Emily asked me to ask you whether you could help find her somewhere to live – somewhere she could afford on a very junior teacher’s pay.”
“Well, I’ve noticed a couple of ‘To Let’ signs recently but I think one place would be too expensive and the other’s pretty run-down.  I’ll ask around.  Or, I know!  Why doesn’t she come and stay with us, at least to start with?  If she wants to, that is.  We’ve got loads of space…



“Have you been watching our descendants recently?  What do you think of Li- Leo…?”


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Re: End of the Line Dynasty
« Reply #321 on: March 24, 2014, 02:21:10 PM »
Arresting Art

Leo spent the next few hours ‘improving’ the public buildings of Barnacle Bay, with inevitable consequences.



He tried flirting with the nice officer but she wasn’t having any of that.



“Sorry, Sunshine.  You may be cute but you’re also defacing public property.  You’re coming with me.”



“Really, officer, under other circumstances I’d be delighted to play with your handcuffs…”



Apparently, she’d heard that line before and wasn’t amused.



Oh well, back to the drawing board.  Not a bad idea, in fact.  Maybe he should buy one, once he was released from custody.



“Come on, Sunshine.  Into the car.”



He’d assumed she was taking him to the nick but, to his surprise, they drove off in the opposite direction.  Where were they going?

Oh no!



Driven home in disgrace like a kid caught out after curfew.  On the whole, he’d have preferred a prison cell.



“Look, Sunshine, I’m sure you’re a good lad really – and I owe your dad a favour or two.



“Why don’t you just stick to painting your own walls and try to stay out of trouble?  You won’t get off so lightly next time.”



Humiliating.

Reluctantly, he transferred his attentions to the outbuildings at home.  He’d show them.  OK, maybe the stuff he’d been painting around town hadn’t been that good but just wait.  They’d all want his decorating skills soon.  Probably even that police officer.  Well, she needn’t think he’d be applying his artistic talents to her house.

Fuelled by anger, he stayed outside painting until it was too dark to mix his colours accurately.  Straight after breakfast, he was out there again.



But not for long.  There were some really weird sounds coming from inside the building and when he looked through the window into the art studio, he saw his mother, obviously in agony.  The baby was coming!

He rushed into the room and helped her out to the car, although she still insisted on driving.  He’d heard of pregnancy hormones but this was ridiculous.  How could she concentrate?  He sat in the passenger seat and worried.  Could he grab the wheel if another contraction hit and she lost control?  Would they end up going over a cliff?  Had he put the lid back on that spray can?



Somehow, they managed to get there safely and Leo phoned his father, who arrived in time to see Timothy enter the world.  Then Dad insisted that none of them was in a fit state to drive and they should all go home by limo. 



Now how are we going to get Mum’s car back from the hospital?

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Once Beth had recovered from the birth, Leo asked her to teach him to paint.  He had a feeling his clients would prefer someone with a conventional artistic training, however awesome his graffiti might be.  Not that he had any clients yet.  With the weekend and non-graduation, he was yet to start work officially.  Nothing wrong with getting a head start on the promotions, though: the higher his grade, the keener people would be to employ him – and to pay great wodges of cash for the privilege of having him come in and sneer at their furniture.

His tutoring session was interrupted when his mother had a birthday…



…and further interrupted while she went off to change out of the stupid hat.



Tim grew into a sickeningly sweet-natured toddler and Beth, naturally, wanted to spend more time with her younger son.



Leo considered asking his father for painting lessons but all those hours of school tutoring still rankled.  Instead, he concentrated on honing his street art skills.  People were starting to recognise his talent and City Hall had even commissioned a couple of murals.  He wasn’t exactly sure they’d meant Barnacle Boneyard when they’d said ‘a property of his choice’ but hey, they should have been more specific.  And the cemetery could certainly do with brightening up a bit.



Actually, he quite liked it there.  The other cemetery was even better.  The name was all wrong, though – dead men did tell tales.  Interesting ones.  Most of the ghosts were real pirates, from Barnacle Bay’s glory days.  And when they weren’t around, well, that gave him a chance to practise his other skills.







He had would-be clients ringing him up regularly now but he was playing hard to get.  Let them wait.  The more he refused their commissions, the more they’d want his terribly exclusive services.  Meanwhile, learning to paint was boosting his job performance.  His mother even let him use some of her precious canvases.  She found his view of the world fascinating.



So, it appeared, did other people.  An eccentric Chinese art collector got in touch.  He had a number of paintings by people who were famous in other fields and he knew of Leo’s reputation as a street artist and sought-after interior designer.  He’d like to add a Leo Gold original to his collection.

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This is the first time I’ve played with the street art skill.  I was amazed by how quickly it builds: Leo reached level ten on his first full day of young adulthood and achieved his Street Credible lifetime wish a day or two later.



I think it may even beat handiness as an easy supermax.  It was great for occupying the paparazzi, too.  They just stood around watching him rack up his mural count and throwing tips into his jar.

Also, and completely irrelevantly, India was sent my first Blingaboo.  She’s had much more valuable celebrity gifts but I like him best.


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« Reply #322 on: March 24, 2014, 07:23:21 PM »

Whoah! Baby Tim got some deep blue eyes; they pop out a lot more on a "normal-color" sim. I like the update about the extended family, too. Lou's new do (heh, rhyming!) suits her quite well. Poor Leo. Some how, I think he needs to work on his timing a bit with those flirt lines.  ;)

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« Reply #323 on: March 25, 2014, 03:18:33 PM »
I just read that so wrongly  :o - as in eyes literally popping out.  Eurgh!

Goopy's eye colour has persisted for a remarkably long time, although Tim will almost certainly be the last to get it.  Leo has random golden-brown eyes and (extremely minor spoiler alert) gen 12's are grey.

Poor Leo. Some how, I think he needs to work on his timing a bit with those flirt lines.  ;)

Well, evil, rebellious klepto + policewoman was probably doomed from the start  ;).

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« Reply #324 on: March 26, 2014, 04:32:37 PM »
Ticking the Boxes



With the painting duly delivered, Leo was free to do what he liked, which was generally pretty noisy.



Beth played chess and chatted to their fellow holidaymakers (Ken, as usual, had been far too busy to take any time off).  India and Odessa searched fruitlessly for adventures, retrieved the relics from the tombs India had explored on her previous visit and tried to get past the locked doors and giant boulders that were blocking the way to further treasures.



India’s advanced martial arts skills allowed her to enter the tomb under the Hot Springs and, as they’d planned back in Egypt, Odessa followed using her Eye of Horus.  They poked about below the Temple of Heaven, looking for the legendary axe that was said to be hidden somewhere in the labyrinth of tunnels, but were eventually forced to give up when every path led to a dead end.  Long before their visas had run out, they all returned home.

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Leo had gone as far as he could in his career on his artistic talents alone; now he needed to start working for at least some of the clients he’d been stringing along.  To his dismay, the Health and Safety Department at City Hall had definite opinions about suitable work clothes.  A pirate outfit was not appropriate.  Was that an approved hard hat – and was it fastened securely under his chin?  Those swirling coat tails could cause an accident; the generous buttoned cuffs didn’t seem any too safe either.

Leo made a careful note of all their stipulations and came up with a work outfit that complied in every respect.



Hard hat?  Check.  Shorter jacket with tight, rolled-up sleeves?  Check.  He even threw in close-fitting trousers for free.  Of course, they hadn’t actually mentioned safety shoes…

He had quite a waiting list.  He spent a whole day wandering around town listening to requests, looking thoughtful, schmoozing and flirting judiciously and, “Hmm… maybe I’ll get back to you.”  All the while, of course, making note of any small but priceless items that just happened to be lying about.

Then he got down to work.  Nothing too strenuous: a teenage sanctuary here; a new gym there.  Two or three jobs a day and always staying over ‘to sort out the final details’.  His clients were so flattered that he’d put in hours of his own unpaid time to get their house just perfect that they never questioned the valuables went missing in his wake.

Not that he needed to steal, of course: the family were rich enough to buy anything they wanted.  It was the fun of the chase – and not getting caught.

Just before his adult birthday, a particularly splendid (if he said so himself) landscaping job gave him the final boost he needed.  He was a Dictator of Design.



*   *   *   *   *

While his older brother had been scheming his way up the architect career, Tim had been quietly and unfussily growing up.



Having achieved an ‘A’ at high school, he was ready for the cake that would take him into the adult world.  The family gathered around the table cheering…



…and Leo upstaged him.

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A few days later, the mayor summoned Leo to City Hall to be formally acknowledged as Barnacle Bay’s greatest living architect.  (Barnacle Bay’s only living architect – but we’ll gloss over that.)  The spot was carefully chosen, right next to his first street art commission.  Leo would have preferred almost anywhere else: he’d rather forget about his early, untutored daubings.  Why hadn’t he cleaned it up and replaced it with something more sophisticated?



“Do you have any clever ideas for toothbrush holders?” muttered the mayor as she handed over the key to the city.  “Mine just ruins the whole bathroom ambience.  Umm… talk to you later?”  And she grabbed his hand, smiling cheesily for the photographers.



*   *   *   *   *

Leo had almost finished his requirements.  He just needed one more opportunity.  He kept hoping for a serious painting commission. Graffiti were all very well but, now that middle age was approaching (well, all right, now that he was well and truly over the hill) he’d prefer some acknowledgement of his artistic maturity.

Days passed.  Nothing.  Well, not unless you counted his agent (and when had he acquired her?) ringing up with photo opportunities, promotion deals and highly public charity events.  Didn’t the silly woman know how many thousands he’d donated to undermining charities?  Apart from Kleptos Anonymous, of course.  He had a carefully-concealed soft spot for that particular enterprise.

Then events pushed him into action.  One morning, Ken woke up first, as usual, and helped himself to breakfast from the fridge.  He didn’t get to eat it.





Even before they’d finished mourning, it was Beth’s turn to go all transparent and floaty.





Uncomfortably aware that his own elder birthday wasn’t that far off, Leo swallowed his pride and called his agent.  Yes, of course he’d be happy to promote Doo Peas.

On his way out of the office building, he made another decision.  It was time.






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Leo took quite a lot longer than Emily Goole to reach the top of the Architectural Designer career.  At first I thought skill tutoring must be less effective than painting.  Then I realised I hadn’t spent any of his lifetime happiness points.  Oops!  (And this is why you shouldn’t play serious challenge games with flu, kiddies.)  Once he had an entrepreneurial mindset, he did much better.  On the plus side, the extra renovations he had to complete to reach level 10 did mean he got another career reward.

 

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