*blows dust off legacy book*
Hmmm… I guess I shouldn’t let the Defesco legacy die off. *tears up* But how can I ever continue… We lost everything. I will try to keep it together for this update. Let me recap:
The last update my mother, the Generation 12 heiress, Melody Defesco and my father, Kayden were discussing having a fourth child; I had a twin sister Noemi and another younger sister, Nicole. My mother always wanted a boy.
Everything seemed happy and fine. But then, it happened. *crying* I remember it like it was yesterday. *sobbing*
*wipes away tears*
Okay. Okay. I’m done I promise. Let me explain, and then hopefully you will have some empathy…
So a week after my mother and father’s talk, we got a letter in the mail:
“Mr. and Mrs. Kayden Defesco are hereby being sued by Willow Creek for…” *gulp* “Three hundred seventy six thousand six hundred fifty simoleons ($376,650), for the use of steroids and false advertisement. If found guilty, both Kayden and Melody Defesco will be sentenced to prison for life, on top of the fine.”
So… Here I am. As you can probably guess – they lost the case. Let me introduce myself – my name is Nina Defesco, the generation 14 heiress. I never thought that I would continue this legacy. Especially, since the last time you saw me, I was an ignorant little girl. Now, I am a fully grown young adult. My traits are goofball, evil, and loner. I also have the bonus traits mentally gifted, thrifty, and business savvy. My lifetime aspiration is to be a Painter Extraordinaire.
I was stripped away everything. I had to sell the house. I was ultimately left with $392. My mother and father are in jail, and my two sisters fled the country. I was all alone. They even took all of my clothes; all I was left with was this raggedy white t-shirt. How would I ever find someone to pass on this legacy?
So, here it is, my “home”.
At least they let me keep all of my great (x10) grandfather’s MySims trophies… Woopie. Maybe I could pawn them off?… Nah! They were a legacy now, for sure.
Get it together Nina…
First things first, I need a job.
Luckily, growing up, I practiced painting a ton, and basically maxed my artistic skills, so that would be easy. I also moved out of Willow Creek because I knew the Defesco reputation was ruined there.
I headed over to the museum to paint, since I obviously couldn’t afford an easel to practice. However, I forgot that canvas is supper expensive. After spending the last $50 left to my name (I only had $2 in my account after this), I started painting and prayed it’d pay off…
“You’re a fantastic painter,” I heard a familiar voice say behind me.
I glanced out the corner of my eye, afraid of being humiliated by a Willow Creek resident, whom hated my parents… “Nikolai!” It was my best friend from high school.
“Hey, I know you probably don’t wanna’ talk about it, but I’m really sorry about what happened,” Nikolai explained.
After this, the format of this legacy will change dramatically. The rest of this legacy will be scrapbook format with simple captions to each picture. Not quite a story. Just a way to document my growing legacy family.
Spraying for monsters, since I lived on the lawn – ya’ never know.
Couldn’t even afford food, so I mooched free chips at the bar.
“Lady, aren’t you gonna’ buy a drink?”…
After a few more days at work, and a few more paintings, I finally bought a shower!
So much for things not moving fast. Once we kissed, one thing led to another… We woo hoo’d on my lawn…
I yelled at him for hours. It was my evil side coming out.
“Why didn’t you wrap it?!” I was furious.
“I’m sorry babe. It just feels so much better…”
Nikolai loved Pester, but Pester did not favor Nikolai too much… My heart was crushed when Pester ate Nikolai! I told him not to mess with that crazy plant! Now how would I raise a child, single and broke?
“My little baby, I would never abandon you!” Nikolai rubbed my tummy.
Pregnant and still getting promoted! Things were getting a little better. Unfortunately, this creature inside me would be here soon and we’d be broke again in no time.That night it happened… Nikolai slept through my entire labor.
Meet first born of Generation 15 – baby girl Ophelia!! I instantly fell in love; how did I ever call her a monster? She was precious!
Nikolai got up this time to play with her, but I could not fall back to sleep either, so I decided to paint some more. We needed all of the money we could get! We still didn’t have lights in the house!
Guess what? Nikolai made another mistake!!
Too bad our bills were over $15k for some reason, so we were not able to pay them off. Our sewer was turned off and our toilet got pretty smelly.
“Ewww! Nina, is that your pregnancy test in the toilet still?!” Nikolai screamed.
Ophelia aged up quickly, rolling the Social Butterfly aspiration and Lazy trait. She was the perfect combo of Nikolai and I.
We still couldn’t afford another bedroom, so we all slept together.
Ophelia decided to get a makeover! What a cutie?!I loved the fact that we had a small park in our back yard. Ophelia could play, while we kept a close eye on her… Well, not exactly, since our house didn’t have windows. I trusted her though.
Argh!! Another girl… Meet Odysseia Defesco.
Baby #3 on it’s way.:)
Nikolai aged into adult. I wasn’t sure his baby making skills would last much longer, so I hoped and prayed I’d have a boy. Although, the past 5 children of the Defesco legacy were girls! I started losing hope.
Funny enough, she seemed more social than Ophelia. Probably because Ophelia was lazy.
“Hey, you’re the girl whose parents woo hoo on their lawn, right?” The boy that witnessed that terrible act, asked.
Finally, with delivery #3, Nikolai reacted.
“Ahhh! What do I do?!” He freaked out.
“Just go away,” I yelled. I didn’t need his help after delivering the first two on my own.
“AHHHH!” I screamed. Why did it feel like my insides were falling out?!
“Mommy okay?” Odysseia, the youger of my two children asked. “I heard that’s what woo hoo does. It makes you have a baby. Mommy is that-”
And then finally, out popped baby #3!! Meet Otto! At last a boy. I was so happy.
But then, I felt another contraction. Meet Otto’s twin brother, Otis!
I guess I prayed for a boy a little too much. How would I ever afford to raise twins?! I could not believe that this was back-to-back generations of twins for the Defesco’s! Don’t forget that I had an identical twin sister, Noemi!
But that never lasted long… Also, don’t worry, I had my tubes tied! No more babies from me. Four was plenty. Two boys and two girls. It was a perfect family. Now, if only we had the funds to support the family…
You could tell Nikolai didn’t help out on the first two children.
“Nikolai! You can’t hold Otto by the head!” I yelled.
“Oh. Oops,” he nearly dropped Otto.
“Haha. daddy, you’re funny,” stinky Odysseia laughed.
Finally, we separated the girls room from ours. They were becoming too knowledgable with woo hoo, so we didn’t want them to see that anymore…
And just like that, my little twinies aged!!
This is Otis. Otis is a rambunctious scamp and a genius.
His twin brother (obviously they were not identical like my twin sister, Noemi and I), Otto was an artistic prodigy (wonder where he got that from) and a glutton.
I shall end this quick update here. 🙂