Delays and Other Such Bullshit

I am terribly sorry but this legacy is on hiatus while I am currently becoming an adult and having to be...*cat retching noise* responsible. I'm currently finishing my education to become a CMA (certified medical assistant) and will probably be MIA because of the externship/apprenticeship process for the next two months. I get to waste gas, meet people, and not get paid while learning stuff!

If you don't hear back from in two months, just assume that I've suffocated from a panic attack and have been sucked into the core of the earth.

A Snobbish Legacy 2.1 - I Forget Stuff

Welcome back to A Snobbish Legacy! Last time, babies were born, they whined, they grew up, they whined, Gilderoy aged, I whined and now he plays with toy boats.

"BEEP BEEP returning to dock, Captain Fishkneel! Oh, no! The Kraken has wrapped its arms around the boat! We're going down!"

I think you should pay attention to other things...

Like Noodle dying. 

T_T

This is not a good way to start a new chapter.

"I are dead?"

Grim: "'Fraid so."

"...rats."

Noodle lived to sixty-something days old. He was dumb as a box of rocks, but very friendly. 

He now lies with Lorey at the side of the house.

Ursa was Heartbroken afterwards and made a habit of staring into space moodily.

"My Noodle. He didn't have much sense, but he was kind."

Damnit, quit making me sad. 

Vincent, however, was taking the news, er, differently. I think he's Insane, I don't know, I don't remember traits. 

"I rule that the maidens be sacrificed to the Daedra!"

...also I think he might be secretly evil.

Even though I removed their Celebrity status, we STILL get paparazzi. 

"Don't make me turn you and put you a gate to burn to death in the sun."

No, if I did that everytime, my lot will be plagued with ghosts.

Ralof still skills so he'll get a scholarship. I'm strongly wanting him to be heir. I'm not sure I want to drag the other kids to college with him, that's just too much. It's not like Sims 2 University, the Sims 3 version is much more involved. Plus, you have to wait until they're YA, you can't cheat them past the teen years. 

(FAST-FORWARD ONE MONTH IN REAL LIFE)

Uh. 

So, I started classes and I kinda had to let this go for a while. I'll try to comment on as much as I can remember. I really shouldn't start things so close to class start times. 

Ursa was really heartbroken about Noodle dying. 

Ursa: "*SOB* I'm going to drown myself in this pond to see you again, Noodle!"

Relax, she's just drinking water.

Uh, what's your name?

Ralof: "*sigh* Prom time, dillweed."

*crickets*

Ralof: "This limo is empty like my soul."

Evidently, the game think he's a girl. 

Ooooh, who's Kaspar? Is he friendly?

Uh.

Well.

He looks.

Interesting.

What?! What did we do?

WHAT? WHY ARE YOU TAKING THE BABY?

...

oh.

you're the babysitter.

Y U IN UNIFORM?

Carlton grew up. 

I gave him dorky clothes.

I changed Ralof's room.

And the younger kids rooms.

Waaaaait...why the hell is this cop car here?

THE FUCK IS GOING ON

And the cop is just rocking. 

The hell, game.

IF: "I've got to say, I quite like your underpants."

....IFs are still creepy.

NOT AS CREEPY AS HAVING NO PUPILS THOUGH

Ralof: "Ş̳̮̯̓̑̉̔ͅA̸̛͔ͥ̐̈͌̚̚͠T̡̛̰ͪ̓̾̌̓Aͬͩ͛̄͂͐́҉͉̻̣̠̭N̢̞͕̼̣̟͛̈̕ ̷̧͕̽͆ͥ̏C̵̮̩̻̪̈́̀̚̕ͅͅO̺̠̯̦͕͎̯̦̊ͦ̐̐͐̾ͥ͋̕M͌ͥͤ̕͠҉͙̫̗P̷̢̛̬͈̹̺͕̹̞͓̰ͩ̔̒̔̚E̤̭̞͌̃̌ͬ̕͡Ḻ̯̖͉ͩ̊ͬ̌̍̓̃͡S̸̴͚̞̳̙ͯ̀ͅ ̷̠͎̱̭̆ͨͪ̽̓̋͜M̞̫̺̳̟̒ͨ̑͂̏̊͆͢E̶͎ͥ̃͞ ̷͈̆̇̓͠."

..

...I do not remember your name. I got a new dog and didn't realize it was an elder. 

ForgottenDog: "Look, my neck is rubber!"

I need to exorcise this laptop.

Andrew: "I'M PUNISHING YOU FOR NO GOOD REASON"

I can't tell who's in this battle, but I take it the dogs aren't getting along too well.

Crosby: "Attention! I am about to perform a feat of great magic!"

*POP*

I'm surprised out of my socks. 

Crosby: "Who the hell are you?"

ForgottenDog: "*sigh* Should stayed at the pound."

Aw, Gilderoy and Ralof are having some father/son time.

Ralof: "Sup."

Gilderoy: "Move, I have a date with the tub and a particularly exhilarating wash towel."

TMI.

"AH I SHOULDN'T HAVE HAD THOSE FOUR TACOS"

Paparazzi are stupid.

Andrew is also stupid. 

Burning + vampire does not equal success.

Ichibod: "Even though I do not have feelings, you have angered me."

Gilderoy: "I'm on my man period!"

Ichibod: "That is a biological impossibility."

Gilderoy: "MY HUSBAND BIRTHED THREE SONS."

Vincent's ready to grow up.

Looks like Ralof, but emo-er.

Oh, Noodle's up and haunting.

Ursa: "MY LOVE"

Noodle: ",,,who is you?"

Still witless as ever.

Wait...who's haunting the bookcase?

OH, Lorey's floating around.

Lorey: "Hoverdoggin', bitch." 

Ursa: "Politicians really need to address the zombie issue." 

I don't know, Congress is a bit braindead.

...

G-get it? It was a joke. 

...fuck you.

QUIT THIS YOU TWO

YOU ARE MAKING ME SAD

I ALREADY WATCHED MOCKINGJAY

HOW MUCH MORE OF MY HEART CAN YOU TAKE

Crosby: "Who do you think you are?

Running around leaving scars...

Collecting your jar of hearts--"

SHUT UP

Carlton's growing up.

Looks like a teenage Bill Compton.

"Sookeh!"

NO. YOU'RE (spoiler removed).

"I broke the tub. Now I can't soak and cry about my worthless vampire existence."

You're 16.

Bye, ForgottenDog!

FD: "HONESTLY. YOU COULD LOOK UP MY NAME IN YOUR GAME." 

FD: "Please don't put ForgottenDog on my tombstone."

Grim Reaper: "50 simoleans."

FD: "I'M A FUCKING DOG."

Oh, great. A dog you barely know and you're crying about it for six days.

Gilderoy: "Wouldn't you?!!"

You literally had no relationship points with him/her.It. Thing.

GR stayed to read some. 

"Do you have Heart of Darkness?"

Wouldn't The Lovely Bones be more appropriate?

"I will turn your world into The Hunger Games. Really. No fridges. ANYWHERE." 

"Yay. I'm growing up."

That's more expression I've ever seen you make.

Daaamn homie...

In high school, you was da man homie...

The fuck happened to you?

Much better.

Gilderoy: "But I don't want to grow old."

Tough titties.

Carlton: "DAD'S HIDEOUS AND MY DOG'S DEAD"

He's not that bad...

"YAY! INCOMPETENCE AND ERECTILE DYSFUNCTION!"

I think I've thoroughly brainwashed him.

"I think I've soiled myself." 

I gave Gilderoy a very professorial outfit, even though he's a cook at the moment.

And I gave Andrew a relaxed, elderly look.

Uh, the elders are supposed to have energy desperation, not you.

Andrew: "How dare you call me old, you wrinkled pink dickmunch!"

Gilderoy: "HAH! You have a lot of nerve to call ME a dickmunch! I seem to remember how amorous you were even when you were a spineless closeted hermit!"

...I'm going away now.

Should I teach you for the 293,293rd time? YOU ARE A VAMPIRE. SUN BAD.

Wait, what?

HITLER.

"MEIN DREAMS"

Wait, what? When did we get another dog?

'Kay. Evidentally this is Eloise. Whatever. That's cool.

Anyway, I'm tired and I'm just glad this chapter's done. Class starts again tomorrow, so I predict I probably won't have another chapter for a couple of weeks. 

Complimentary gif:

bye whore