Welcome back to the final chapter of generation 2 of the Literal Booker Legacy. This chapter is Atwood focused and the chapter after this is the first part of the college series!!
Atwood, our youngest
second gen. Booker is still a teenager. In case you don’t remember, her
aspiration is Pleasure and she wants 50 1st dates.
I’m going to try and
complete 10 of those whilst she’s still a teenager.
Brooke: “Thanks for having me, I need to go now.”
Atwood: “B-but I didn’t get to ask you out yet!”
Atwood: “The first one escapes!”
Not to fear, you can
always call her tomorrow, Atwood.
These two are still
loved up.
Wait, this reminds
me. We need Austen and Cherry’s portrait up!
Atwood: “And I’m doing it because?”
Because you need to
get your creativity up for your scholarships!
There they are!!
Uh… Demi… Do you mind
not creepily watching my potential heiress like that?
Demi: “More artists please.”
Oh my God.
And there we go! The
portrait for the first generation right beside the portrait for the founding
generation.
Still a few more
portraits left to go until the end.
Atwood: "Hmph!"
Bad conversation?
Atwood: “Clearly I’m going to need some help if I’m going to
complete this LTW.”
Cherry: “Aren’t you a good boy, Jake! Yes, you are!”
Atwood: “Hey, Mom, you’re a pleasure sim too, right?”
Cherry: “I am, yes. Why do you ask?”
Atwood: “I’m having a bit of trouble landing dates. How did you and
Mama meet?”
Cherry: “Through the matchmaker…”
Atwood: “Matchmaker?”
Cherry: “Although, I’m a firm believer that if you wait, the right
sim will come along.”
Atwood: “Yeah, I don’t have time to wait for 50 of those.”
Austen, we need the
telescope.
Austen: “I’m using it, though!”
There isn’t a
scholarship for an elder getting abducted, but there is for a teenager.
Austen: “Well, how rude!”
I’m sure we can find
you something else to do, Austen.
Like this.
Any luck so far?
Atwood: “Not really, but I don’t think Mom playing in the yard with
Jake is helping.”
Oh… for the love of-
Cherry: “My… We are old now, aren’t we?”
I’m afraid so,
Cherry.
Cherry: “You’ve already picked out which pictures you’re using for
our memorials when we pass, haven’t you?”
Guilty as charged.
It’s a lovely painting though.
Cherry: “It is.”
Atwood: “Is it my face?”
I just wanted to
slide this picture in because it had the remaining four of the Booker household
in it and it was just a really sweet picture.
Atwood finally got
Brooke to agree to a date and she was invited to the Booker lot.
They hit it off
immediately but unfortunately because of her black hair, she’s off limits for
marriage after we complete Atwood’s LTW (or during if it comes to). Sorry
Brooke!
Atwood’s first kiss!
Brooke, thinking: “This girl has moves!”
Been wonderin’ what
you’ve been missing out on, huh? Don’t worry, you’re not the first.
Atwood makes her way
through the date before I realised the date doesn’t necessarily need to be a
dream date to count…
And this is where I
get lazy.
Austen: “Hi Atwood! My eyes are closed so don’t worry about me
catching you doing anything inappropriate!”
Atwood: “Moooooom!”
Atwood: “Maybe I should give this matchmaker a call…”
Atwood: “So, you’re the elusive matchmaker.”
La Shawn: “You’re the third Booker child this generation to call
me. I guess Gray isn’t that good of a simmer after all.”
Hey! Like you can
talk, you’re about to roll out the same old same old!
I bet you the first
person you deliver is Justin Cleveland.
Also, spy Brooke in
the background.
Brooke: “So dreamy.”
Oh, well, would you
look at that. I’m so close to playing him so that he’s an adult and no longer a
teen.
Justin, thinking: “Wait… This isn’t Bronte?”
No, this is Atwood,
her younger sister.
Justin: “Sorry, I thought you were Bronte.”
Atwood: “Oh! Typical! Get out of here, you unplayed playable!”
Date number 3 is Tara
DeBateau.
It was here I
realised that paying $5,000 for a perfect match wasn’t doing me any favours.
If I only needed 1st
dates… Then surely the worst of the worst counts too?
La Shawn: “Now that’s what I call a slam-dunk!”
Atwood: “She’s aesthetically pleasing but unfortunately off
limits.”
No!
Not you!
Date number 4 is
Gavin Newson and I slowly start to lose my mind.
Finally! A townie.
Number 5 is Amber
Dawn and a potential to be Atwood’s future spouse!
They have no bolts
but I quite like them together.
Also, Gavin got mad
because Atwood dumped him for Amber.
I like to call this
piece, Cherry discovering a flaming bag of poop on her porch.
Cherry: “Why you little!”
Atwood: “Girl, you look fine
with that blue skin!”
Atwood: “Uh, do you mind?”
Me?
Atwood: “Who else?”
…
Oh, Brooke left
Atwood a chair!
She’ll definitely
take that to university.
The date ended hours
ago but… She’s still tickling Amber…
Interesting.
Andrea! You make an
appearance!
Andrea: “Where are my grandchildren?”
They’ve all gone to
college…
Andrea: “And left their grandmother all alone!”
So, this chapter
isn’t without its fatalities either.
Jake’s time has come
to a sad close.
Grim: “Oh, I hate it when it’s the pets. It’s too sad.”
Grim: “Yup, here it is. Jake Booker.”
Grim: “Are you a good boy? Go catch the stick!”
Goodbye Jake. You
were a loved member of the family.
Next to Yvonne and
Andrea you go.
This boy is Steven
McAuley and is actually date number 9. (Sorry, I skipped through a bunch of
bores!) He’s also a potential.
His blue skin
indicates that I forget it’s the dead of winter and that Atwood should be
having her dates inside rather than out.
Cherry: “Haha! Gabriel Green has a messy garden!”
Cherry carries on the
tradition of the spying on the neighbours.
Gabriel: “Is she someone important?”
Basically. You can’t
touch her. Too bad, so sad.
Atwood: “Why am I looking for a job?”
Because your siblings
were overachievers and so will you.
Atwood: “Augh!”
A penny for your
thoughts, Austen?
Austen: “It’s my anniversary today.”
Oh, how lovely!
Austen: “Have my ears always been that big?”
Wynne
obviously makes it to the party but spends most of her time playing chess.
They then called a
round of toasts in the kitchen because I realised they needed to toast to instead of toast with to attract a crowd.
Cherry: “Austen, you’re awfully close.”
Austen: “I’m right where I need to be.”
Austen toasts to
Cherry, rounding their Golden Anniversary party to a close.
Austen: “I have no idea who you are and you were not invited.
Please leave the premises.”
Gavin, who has taken
to stealing newspapers and kicking over the trashcan, was basically on the lot
when the party started and he just invited himself in.
I heard that. You
clogged the toilet.
Wynne: “You can’t prove it was me.”
Austen: “Who clogged the toilet!?”
I’m going to delete
you. How about that?
Aww little Ghost
Jake!
I’m not taking a
close up photo because it’s nightmare fuel.
Atwood returns home
with a friend!
And date number 10!
This is Claire
Tellerman and right now it’s a toss-up between her, Steven, and Amber.
Hopefully, because
they’re first dates, they won’t count as cheating…
Atwood really likes
her.
They have two bolts.
I like her face, I
like her genes.
I like how cute they
look together! Tell me I’m wrong! Go on, tell me!
Well, she’s fallen in
love.
I won’t make a
decision yet but she’s definitely a favourite.
Unless we find a
green-eyed red-head cheerleader at uni and then all bets are off!
Cherry: “Congratulations on becoming an overachiever, sweetheart!”
Oh… I missed that…
Atwood: “Distracted by your own
girlfriend?”
… A little.
Atwood: “Oh, gross!”
Claire left Atwood a
piano. I think we can tell whose feelings are stronger!
I miss Jake.
Maybe we’ll bring a
new puppy in with the third generation.
What are you up to?
It’s a Saturday.
Atwood: “Applying for scholarships.”
But… why?
Atwood: “Because I’m out of here!”
Cherry: “So long honey, see you soon!”
And that concludes
generation two!!
Shall we see the
round-up of who you’ll be voting for this time?*
*(At time of writing, there hadn't been a poll. The poll has since been up and closed and you will find out who won in the 2nd part of the college chapter)
So here they are
ladies and gents!
Bronte Booker.
Hardy Booker.
Lawrence Booker.
And Accident Atwood
Booker.
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