Gissing Legacy, 4.1
Apr. 16th, 2009 11:55 pm
Since the last update sort of went out with a whimper despite Matty's best efforts, I thought we should start this update with a bang.

Er, maybe that's more of a whooshfireball!

Cafeteria Lady: 'IF IT BLEEDS, IT LEADS,' IS THAT IT?! HAVE YOU NO SHAME?!
I, er, um... Matty! Help!

Matt: Uh... I want my mummy. :-{

Will your daddy and big brother do? 'Cause they're here.

At least Rita's happy.

Very happy.

Dormie Whose Name Is Probably Not Harvey: Whoa. That's was really hot.
Rita: Oh, shut up, Harvey!

Rita: So... have you ever did the woohoo?
(Shameless Dork Legacy plug.

Deglitched Matty is welcomed back to the frat by his brothers.

Quigley: *picks lint off of Matty*

Quigley: *picks lint off of Matty some more*

Quigley: What? It's our initiation ritual.
'Kay.

Matt: *grumble grumble* ...humiliating... *grumble grumble* ...hazing... *grumble grumble*
...yeah.

Sigourney: *contemplates murder*

Hannibal got himself a girlfriend. Let's call her... Clarice. >.>

Hannibal: You're very frank, Clarice. I think it would be quite something to know you in private life.

Hannibal: *gets to know her in private life*

Have I said how much I love this feature? Well, I do. *makes note to look up that pizza/groceries-with-return-from-work hack*

Hannibal and Elliott started a shirtless band on the front lawn.

As if you weren't creepy enough for having an affair with your cousin, James.

Hannibal: *stare stare stare*

Hannibal: *stare stare stare*

Felicia: Oh, thank goodness!

Felicia:

Indeed.

I give you points for doing something even remotely related to gaining knowledge, Jimbo, but there are other sims to spend time with, you know. (I'm gonna regret putting ideas in his head, aren't I?)

Matt: *inhales deeply* Mmm... Breakfast!

Matt: Oi! I just got one of those, ya ninny!

Matt: Grr... Little Miss 'I'm a quarter alien and I'm so special' trying to steal my thunder...! Well, I'M heir and SHE was never in the running! Now, how does the horsey move?

James and Quigs: *continue simcestual relationship*

Poor Elliott has consistently been pwned by his younger brothers since they hit puberty.

So he... rebels?
Matt: You look ridiculous, did you know that?

Oh, look! It's THAT GUY!

He's as much of a curmudgeon as ever.

That Guy: Your daddy was the best woohoo I've ever had. Hey... are you any good?

Matt: ...

That Guy: Unf. This one's got potential.

That Guy: Darling, you would look delicious in this cute little number I have back home.

Hannibal: Really? I always thought I'd look good in a nice hat. Like a fedora or a--
That Guy: Come on over here, sugarplum.

Hannibal: Like this?

Sometime later, Harry himself shows up on the lot. I... don't remember why. :\ I was a little wary, because Harry hasn't rolled a want for anyone but Brenda since their wedding and I wondered if now that he was away from her, he would try something.
That Guy: Hey there, Harry, old pal! None of your sons will give me the time of day, but that nephew of yours... *wolf whistles* I was so close to finding out if it was genetic last night.
Harry: Dude, you're such a creep. :)
You know, I doubt cheating crossed his little pixelated mind, lol.

Hannibal: My dad was adopted. *looks down self-consciously*




Poor Hannibal. XD His hands, his hands! Look at his hands! lololol

That Guy: Buck up, kid. Everything will probably even out in a couple of year-- OMG, I'm sorry, lololol.

Quigley: I'm not adopted. ;)

James: Poor Hannibal. He could really use some of my expertise in areas such as this.

I don't think anyone should be taking your advice on anything, love.
James: You're jusht jebous.
Don't talk with your mouth full, geez.

James: *whisper whisper whisper*
Hannibal: Hee hee, yeah?

I dunno what James said, but it's gone right to the boy's head, I tell you.

Completely to his head.


Luckily, Sigourney's tastes are a little less 'distantly related' and a little more 'Yes, one of my turn-ons is gray hair, why do you ask?' I can't rag on her, my self-sim has it, too.
These pics require no commentary.





Quigley: I'm bored. I wonder what I should do... Ooh, I know!
Quigs, I hate to break it to you, but--

Quigley: Play video games!
Oh, never mind.

Greeeaaaat. WTF is so irresistible about James?

Oh, no, please tell me you're not gonna...

You ruddy jackass!
Ahh, ACR. I can't live without it, but sheesh.
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Date: 2009-04-17 04:35 am (UTC)