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Okay guys, we've come to the heir poll for Generation 5! The half-way point generation, can you believe it?! Because I totally can't . . . .
Let's have a look at our potentials, shall we?
Our first contender is the first born, Ichabod Goth!
Icky is a Witch, like his mother and grandmother before him. He's Friendly, Loves the Heat, is a Natural Cook and a complete Virtuoso. He enjoys Indie music, Keylime Pie and the color Green.
I'll likely make his Lifetime Wish have something to do with music, since that's his favorite thing. Probably One Sim Band.
Ichabod's love interest is a Vampire named Kendrah Whittaker.
Next up is the prodigal middle child, Jocelyn Goth!
Jocelyn is also a Witch, like her older brother. She's Evil, Easily Impressed, Dislikes Children and a complete Couch Potato. She enjoys Rockabilly music, Cookies and the color Lime Green.
I think Jocelyn's lifetime wish will involve her evilness as well as her magic, so the Zombie Master.
Joce's most likely love interest at this point is a Werewolf named Jebediah Singh, though nothing's set in stone with her just yet.
And finally, last but never least, we have the baby Kensington Goth!
Unlike his older siblings Kensi took after his father instead of his mother, and was born a bonafide Genie. He's an Artistic Genius who has a touch of the Eccentric as well as a shameless Kleptomaniac. He enjoys Latin music, Hot Dogs and the color Red.
Kensington has already rolled his lifetime wish, which is to become a Master Magician.
Kensi's love interest is the pretty Dina Swain, who will most likely be getting a Fairy potion once she's a part of the household. Supernatural variety I say!
There we have it folks. Do you have a favorite now? Then don't be shy and cast your vote! I can't wait to see who wins!
RESULTS!!
Wow, this was a VERY close race! We had a grand total of 38 votes, thanks so much for participating! And the winner is . . . *drum roll* . . .
Kensington Goth!
Ichabod had a little love at least with 3 votes.
For a long while Jocelyn was in the lead, and then she and Kensi tied for a bit. In the end she had a total of 17 votes.
And with a last-minute squeak-in, Kensington took the lead with 18 votes!
With Kensi having another week or so in his teen stage, it looks like Honour gets to stave off autonomy-hell for one more chapter. After that we'll have a Genie Magician-Wannabe at the helm! Thanks again to everyone who voted and who continue to comment on the chapters! It makes it all worthwhile.
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We're back again for another chapter of insanity, courtesy of the crazy Goths. This will be our last before we decide who will be our next generation's Torch Holder. So let's just jump right into things, shall we?
ICHABOD - Ugh, I can't believe Kensington, saying he stole all my fans like that. So rude.
JOCELYN - You know what I say you should do? You should totally kill him, get him out of the way. The criminal ways are in our blood!
ICHABOD - You just want me to get arrested afterward so we'd both be out of the way and you wouldn't have any competition to become heir.
JOCELYN - Ehehehe, what can I say? If a girl's not tryin, she's dead, amirite?
Meanwhile our current TH is gettin frisky with her genie-boy-toy.
At least until he got distracted by the stereo.
CHIMAERA - Boogie-timez!
If you say so, dear.
And our newest Goth teen, Kensington? What was he up to? Being boring in the study reading a book. :P Boooooo
KENSI - *slowly flips page, obnoxiously ignoring the creator*
>:[
Next thing I knew, Jocelyn and Ichabod were back out side IN THE MIDDLE OF A THUNDERSTORM having water-balloon fights. Seriously guys? At this rate Kensi won't need to win the heir vote, you're gonna kill yourselves and save him the trouble. -_-*
STARLIGHT - I don't like dogs. They gross me out. Blech.
CUDDLEBONES - . . . them's fightin' wordz.
Wat?
Elder kitty and ghost kitty commenced to tussling around on the floor. Despite how violent it looked, it was apparently a form of play and they both got positive socials afterwards. And EEEE kitties playing, cute!!!
Seriously Kensi! Stop reading books, it's boring!!
KENSI - I'm a genius sim, SimGod. I can't fight the need to enrich my intelligence. It is a siren's call that cannot be denied. *flips another page*
Luckily he finally managed to do something else, which ended up being finishing the unicorn rainbow painting he'd started as a child.
Sooooo it turns out I DIDN'T buy him his own easel. I just gave him his mother's, and bought Honour a new one. *shifty eyes*
KENSI - Hey dad, fog. That's a thing, right?
CHIMAERA - I am . . . SO hungry . . .
Father genie and son genie get in some 'bonding' time.
And then, suddenly, SCENE CHANGE!
I forget now if it was Love Day or just the weekend, but i decided to have Honour drag out the progeny to the Festival Grounds to see what sort of mischief we could dig up. Chimaera didn't go because he had to work. :P
Jocelyn singled out this fairy teen immediately and started boasting about her non-existent broom-riding skillz.
JOCELYN - Seriously, I pwn at broom-riding. I am the Quidditch CHAMPION.
FAIRY TEEN - Whoa, no wai?!
ICHABOD - . . . it's not even worth it.
Seriously, she's never even been on a broom before--aside from going back and forth to school. XD
Ichabod decided to channel his dad and get his groove on, while Fairy Teen tried to engage Jocelyn in conversation.
KENSINGTON - You know what the difference between you and me is? I make this look good.
ICHABOD - Oh STFU, Kensi.
FAIRY TEEN - I just love umbrellas. They're the best thing ever. Don't you agree?
JOCELYN - UGH, lame. Go away, I'm done with you.
FAIRY TEEN - Well! How rude. :<
What was mama up to? Showing off all those broom-skillz her daughter was claiming to have. :P
JOCELYN - I'M GOING TO KILL UUUUUUUU--hey wait, who's that girl?
KENSI - I . . . don't know? But she wants to talk to me, apparently, which totally interrupted your Scare action. So she's awesome in my book.
JOCELYN - LAME!!! >:X
I was quite pleased by this turn of events, as this girl--Sherri Swain--had very interesting genetics and was only a day or two away in age from Kensi. Unfortunately they didn't hit it off as well as I'd hoped.
SHERRI - --so then I said, if you're going to live here with us you at LEAST need to take out the garbage once in a while, amirite? I mean, how disgusting can you get, leaving your waste all over the house? And the dirty dishes! Don't even get me started on the dirty dishes--
KENSI - *yawn* She might be boring as all hell, but at least the scenery is nice?
That's looking on the bright side, I suppose.
Honour decided to join Ichabod at a game of horseshoes.
HONOUR - Carefully son! Carefully now! Give it a good toss, and if you miss don't worry, I'll totally magic it onto the poll for you!
ICHABOD - Mom, chill. I got this.
HONOUR - Okay sweetie. Once you make this shot, we're all going to head to the greeting card booth to take a nice family photo, okay? Just you, me, your brother and your sister . . . hey, wait. Where is your sister?!
Oh that little sneak!!! I turned my back for a second and she autonomously decided to rush off back home!
JOCELYN - Huehuehuehue! I have ruined your plans of a group photo! I R EVILZ.
Annoying, more like. >_<! Well fine then, tootle around the house by yourself while your mother and brothers continue having a good time at the festival.
Honour amused herself playing a game or two of Whack-A-Gnome, while a vampire child looked on in horror.
And then, suddenly . . . .
KENSI - Hey wait, there are two of them? O_o
Apparently so! The girl in the foreground is Sherri's sister, Dina. They're not twins but they really could be, they look nearly identical. I believe Dina is the younger of the two.
I was most pleased when Kensington decided to initiate some conversation on his own, and even MOAR pleased when they decided that the other was TOTES hawt.
Therefore I decided it was time to use Kensington's free teen action to assault Dina with a Potent Friendship Potion.
KENSI - BEST FRIENDS FOREVAAAAAAAAR! *skrissssssh!!!*
DINA - Aaah!
That will have to do for now. If Kensi wins the vote he'll waste no time moving himself out of the infamous Friendzone.
Dark had fallen and needs were low, so after Honour got herself that photo she wanted she packed the boys up and headed back home.
KENSI - Hey Joce, think fast! *whomps with a pillow*
JOCELYN - What the hell, Kensi?! Why'd you do that!
KENSI - Uuuuh, it's called a pillow fight . . .
JOCELYN - Get out of my face before I hit you with a sack of bricks, you little genie-b*tch!
KENSI - Wow, PMS much?
JOCELYN - I swear if you don't get out of here I will happily cut you up into a hundred pieces and feed you to a carnivorous llama.
KENSI - Wat?
Yeeeah . . . relations aren't all that great between the middle and youngest sibling, despite Kensi's frequent attempts otherwise.
Ichabod tended to stay out of the drama. He had a violin, and that's all that mattered.
Honour continues to paint in her spare time, for lack of anything more pressing to do. Chimaera decided to feed Starlight a treat, even though she wasn't hungry. Still, kitty interactions make me smile.
CHIMAERA - Oh gawd, not again! Honour! Honour, the aliens are back! They're gonna take meeeee!
HONOUR - Yeah, that really sucks. Let me just go back inside and find those f*cks I used to give.
Lawl, poor Chi. Shoe's on the other foot now it seems. He didn't come back preggers at least, just heavily traumatized.
What's this? Some positive socialization between Jocelyn and Kensington? Armageddon must be closer than I thought.
JOCELYN - At least you've got that Genius trait going for you. I guess you're not a complete and total loss then.
KENSI - Back-handed compliment, much?
He went on to tell a ghost story to no one.
KENSI - The last man on Earth sat in a room. And then there was a knock at the door.
Shortest horror story in the world. :P
JOCELYN - It's a shame you died so long ago, Great-great grandpa Mortimer. They have things called comic books now, and they're AWEsome.
MORTIMER - You don't say . . .
Chatting with the ancestors is never dull, though I DO believe you should be back in your grave by now, Morty. It's daylight out.
Dina called Kensi to chat! I was pleased.
MAILMAN - Mmm . . . Goth children . . . <3
AAAAAAAAWEGHEFHF, WTF creepy mail man!?!?! CUT IT OUT!
Seriously, he peeps on them EVERY day now. -_-!
Icky is a pro at summoning those apples. Too bad he can't figure out how to eat them afterward. :/
Wait, what's this? Jocelyn playing water balloons with someone OTHER than Ichabod?!
ICHABOD - BOOYAH! *splash!*
Oh, good. The universe has righted itself.
CHIMAERA - At least it's not raining out!
Trudat.
Awwwwww! Kensi!! It's my favorite Disney princess EVAR! *gives him a brownie point*
Too bad that's not in my Wishing Upon a Star game. :P
KENSI - I'm bawse.
He really is.
You might notice the golf-swing thingy on the ground behind him.
It was at this point that I was finally sick and tired of the fact that ALL they ever did was watch TV and play video games, so I just went crazy in buymode and plopped down a ton of new fun objects to see if it would lure them away from the television.
Success! Kensi and Chimaera immediately started up a game of catch. LAWL, Chi, that throwing stance is to die for.
STRAY DOG - I can haz ball?
CHIMAERA - No can do, pooch. I'm playing with my son. Shoo, now.
STRAY DOG - .... ;_;
Ouch, right in the feels.
ICHABOD - Look! Lookatthefloatingnoteomg! I . . . have made music. :D :D :D
Yeah, Icky's still getting his groove on with his violin.
Kensi continues to give his easel a workout, painting away.
And so does his mother--oh HOLY EFFING WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?!?!?!
. . . . -_- . . . seriously Honour? I could have gone the rest of my life without seeing that creepy-@ss piece of work. I do appreciate that the subjects of the painting are just as 'wtf' as anyone who looks at it must feel.
Chimaera found the slot machine. Sharp readers (and those with photographic memories) will notice that it sits where Bonehilda's coffin used to rest. It's official, I sold it. She was kind've cheat-y, anyhow.
CHIMAERA - Woo! I'm makin' it rain!
At least he's winning? :P
Kensi, there's PLENTY of food in the fridge. No need to cook hot dogs, especially when you're close to passing out . . .
KENSI - Must . . . eat . . . hotdogs . . . unnnf!
CHIMAERA - *hours later* Woooooo! I won again!
JOCELYN - Really dad? You were doing this when I went to sleep last night . . . did you even actually move at all since then?
No, no he did not. I'm beginning to think the slot machine might have been a miscalculation . . . .
Kensi failed to go to bed until an hour before the school bus, so mama had to give him a little liquid-help.
KENSI - AAH! My foot!
I really have no idea why she looks so cranky, but it amused me and so I took a shot of it.
HONOUR - *grumble grumble grumble grumble*
Carry on, sweetie. Carry on.
JOCELYN - Yes! I got on the honor roll! I AM THE BEST!
Woo, that's +5 for the score card Joce, nice going!
CHIMAERA - Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
He's moved, I swear . . . just, not for long. XD
KENSI - She thinks she's so much better than us, sitting over there doing her homework and staying on the honor roll. Hmph.
ICHABOD - Actually I'd be right there with her doing the same thing if you'd GET OUT OF MY WAY.
Ichabod and Kensington eventually figured out how the chairs worked.
KENSI - Ugh, I hate doing homework. It's as easy as riding a bike and twice as pointless.
ICHABOD - . . . I'll hold him down if you smother him.
JOCELYN - Deal.
CHIMAERA - *still being a slave to the slots*
Another random shot of our TH. No reason for her to be scared, but she pulls the face anyway . . . Maybe she knows something I don't?
ICHABOD - FEETS! I haz dem.
Daww, he's definitely Bella's great-great-grandson. :D
Kensington got a little revenge on his sister in the form of a computer prank.
JOCELYN - ACK! It cannot be unseen!
Dawwww, so cute! Honour and Chimaera had some fun in the photobooth.
MORTIMER - What's this newfangled . . . *pulls bar* Oooh, this is fun!
And so it starts . . .
Ghost Beau found the soccer ball.
Ghost Bella floated in on Chimaera trying to use the potty.
BELLA - Oh, oh dear. Pardon me!
CHIMAERA - *siiiiigh*
BELLA - OMG I totally saw his genie-junk and you are a LUCKY GIRL, my descendant!
HAH.
Ghost Jarrod tried out some kicking practice, too. Note to self - don't bother placing a bunch of sports balls with ghosts on the lot. After this haunting, they were all gone. XD
BELLA - Why bother eating, Jarrod? It doesn't do us any good.
JARROD - I just like the flavors. :)
BEAU - Must . . . keep . . . pulling . . . lever . . . .
I took this just to show off the cute chubby fairy-girl. :D
Aww, Icky! What's with the pout?
ICHABOD - I've been on the honor roll for 3 days and you never noticed!
Wat? Seriously? XD Well then, that means +5 moar points for meeeee!
JOCELYN - If you try and steal my spotlight again I'll shove my wand up your @ss!!
ICHABOD - Wat no!
JOCELYN - Mwuahahah, I am teh evolssss.
ICHABOD - *tired sigh*
KENSI - Homework suuuuuuuuuuuuucks!
Is it sad that you're the only Genius sim in the house and also the only one who ISN'T on the honor roll? Y/Y?
KENSI - You joke, and yet I can't help but notice that you don't follow either of my siblings to watch THEM take bubble baths . . .
Uh . . . that's . . . I don't . . . >_< Hush.
KENSI - *smug*
Ichabod still found time to play his violin.
And Jocelyn still found time to indulge her couch-potato trait despite all the new objects.
Eggz was in the graveyard, enjoying the flowers.
Kensi was getting his kick on.
Jocelyn's magic face is zen . . . apparently she doesn't subscribe to Honour's School of FIERCE FACE MAGIC.
JOCELYN - You're an idiot! You have no trivia skills at all!
KENSI - *nerd-group social plus*
Wait, what?
KENSI - Hey, Joce, c'mere. Let me let you in on a little secret . . . you're a b*tch. Lol.
JOCELYN - I will end you.
They still don't get along, lol.
JOCELYN - OMG Mom it's almost time for one of us to take over and you'll be left to rot on autonomy to pee yourself and pass out on the floor on a daily basis!
HONOUR - What, no!
CHIMAERA - Hi, is this the Waste Disposal company? How do you handle the dump of dead bodies? Why do I ask? No reason.
Yes indeed, this is it folks! Despite Honour's wishes to the contrary, it's now time to pick your favorite Goth to continue on this crazy train. The heir poll is next, so stay tuned!
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:: SCORECARD ::
Self Wetting : (24)
-120
Passing Out : (21)
-105
Failing School :
(0)
Game-Forced visit from Police, Firefighters or Babysitters :
(0)
Accidental Deaths :
(0)
Social Worker Visit : (0)
Cheat Penalty : (1) -10
Every Birth : (8)
+45
Twins : (2)
+20
Triplets :
(0)
Fulfilling LTWs : (6) +60
NTH Spouse Reaching Top of Career :
(1) +5
Every Honor Roll : (4)
+20
Randomizing every LTW and trait for an entire generation : (2)
+20
Not Using Spares Lifetime Happiness points for an entire generation : (3)
+30
Every 100,000 simoleons earned : (3)
+60
Painting of Torch Holder (1) : +5
TOTAL = +30
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