Welcome back! We have officially now made it to chapter two, which is further than a good chunk of my challenges have actually managed to make it.
Not much happened last time as it was by and large an introductory post, where we met our glorious founder, Leah. She managed to make one singular friend, and then piss off the rest of the neighbourhood. A wonderful start, I’m sure.
The History page is now up, if anyone would like a recap/TL;DR of the first ten generations.
Following the adventures of the last couple days, she finally managed to scrape together enough money to buy not only a stove and a real fridge, but also to upgrade to an indoor bathroom.
Leah: Such a luxury.
Don’t sass me when you’re supposed to be asleep.
So, you bought a fridge and stove with your hard earned money so you’d finally be able to eat some proper food, and you’re having… what exactly, for breakfast?
Leah: Animal crackers.
Healthy.
Heaven’s already here by the time Leah gets back from her shift, but considering the fact it’s chucking it down with rain and because Leah also lives in a box, I decided to send them out somewhere together.
That, and I’d also like this legacy to become more than just ‘Local Grump Lives on Lawn and Irritates Neighbours Until She Dies’.
Leah: Pleasant.
Well, it’s your life.
First stop was a reno of Club Cadenza, a fancy lounge just down the road from Leah’s ‘house’.
Leah: This place definitely feels too fancy for me.
That’s because it is.
Leah: Where’s Heaven?
On stage, playing the piano for some reason.
Leah: Oh. I’ll stay here with my bowl of crisps, thanks.
Leah: I’m pretty sure these people carry more money in their pockets than my entire net worth. I think I’d like to leave.
Yeah, that checks out.
So, we ditched Heaven and took a trip up to Mt Komorebi, where Leah took the time to brush up on some festival info while I look at getting started on her aspiration.
Leah: Ooh look, there’s a festival here called ‘You’re a Bitch’ scheduled for 3pm this afternoon.
Funny.
Leah’s aspiration is currently Extreme Sports Enthusiast, so it’s off to the Bunny Slope for some beginner snowboarding.
Leah: This doesn’t seem very safe.
Here’s a tip; don’t fall over.
Leah: Thanks, that was very helpful.
You’re welcome!
Leah: I blame the snowboard. I borrowed it from the Ski Lodge and it’s crap.
A bad workman blames his tools!
Leah: Alright, vending machine, your finest three course meal, please.
I’m not sure that vending machine food will be that high quality, but… knock yourself out I guess?
Leah: Hello??
Chrissy wake uuup, I don’t like this, Chrissy wake uuup!
Leah: Stop.
Eventually, however, Leah claimed victory over the vending machine and won herself a burger.
Leah: I am the winner today.
You have a vending machine burger. I’m not sure who won here.
She spent the rest of the day participating in extreme sports and threatening the future of this legacy before it even has a chance to really get going.
As someone who has recently taken up climbing myself, this is actually far less dangerous and far more fun than it looks.
That said, I only do indoor bouldering with solid holds and mats so maybe don’t listen to me.
She managed to reach the top of the climb though, so at least that was successful.
It also meant she checked off the first two parts of her aspiration and we are onto the next part!
Some context, for anyone who doesn’t know/remember this aspiration.
By the time she got home that evening, Heaven was still hanging around despite the pouring rain, leaving me to question her parenting skills, for a start.
Leah: Heaven, you are my best and only friend, but it is late, pissing it down with rain, my feet are sore from my crappy loaner snowboard, and I’m battered from falling off the climbing wall. Now is most definitely not the time.
Heaven: But I have no one else to hang out with?
Leah: Your child, maybe?
Leah: I’m taking a vacation day.
Work: But we’re really understaffed and need you in today!
Leah: Then hire more people. See ya Monday, suckers.
Tactful.
After taking the day off, Leah more or less spends the entire day snowboarding.
Leah: Gotta grind those gnarly slopes, yo.
…… Sure.
There were… varying degrees of success.
Leah: I have a booboo.
You sprained your wrist, I think you’re gonna live.
Leah: I think I needs amputating.
She only managed to meet two vaguely eligible men, except –
Leah: They’re both married.
Yeah, I know. There are a bunch of single men around but you haven’t run into any of them yet.
Speaking of eligible men, Leah’s only other sort-of-friend, Marianna – who couldn’t even be bothered to show up for her portrait, apparently – invited her out.
Except I forgot that I’d turned the lounge into a movie theatre so there wasn’t actually anywhere to hold a talent show, which sucked a little bit.
Plus the men were a bit thin on the ground since some celebrity turned up and everyone spent half their time freaking out about her.
Leah: Peace out.
Huh? Where are you going?
Leah: For a run.
????
Well, after corralling our sweet founder, I had her go down to the romance festival with the hopes of scouting out at least one of the single sims that are in this world somewhere.
And found two of them!
These two are generated university students from another save that I made over and saved to the galleries for exact situations like this.
James is the sim on the left, and Will is the sim on the right.
Heaven turned up at the same time, of course, because as much Heaven is Leah’s only friend, I’m starting to think that Leah is also Heaven’s only friend.
Heaven: We’re besties! Can’t have my bestie making other besties.
Oh boy.
Leah & James: Bro life or no life!
The girls elected for another round of karaoke, which Will is decidedly not interested in.
Leah: You got that James Dean daydream look in your eye~
Maybe he’s not a Swiftie?
By the time Leah makes it home, her vacation day wages have come through and we can upgrade our ugly little cube. I forgot to grab a picture of the inside, but I upgraded Leah’s bed as well to a Murphy Bed.
Might be a bit spicy, but we’ll see what happens. Hopefully she won’t die.
The flea market rolls around and I have Leah head on over in the hopes of nabbing some sweet new furniture, but the nicest thing she finds is a lamp that she doesn’t need.
However, James turns up too, so we take that opportunity to bond with him a little more.
Leah: Sooo, how ’bout them hoops?
James: What?
Leah: Welcome to my humble abode…
James: Sure is very… open here.
Nice save.
These two proceeded to plop down on the sofa and make easy conversation with each other, while I struggled to find somewhere to put her new lamp.
And we made it through chapter two! I’m a little miffed the one guy she actually shows any interest in has the act same coloured hair as she does, but what can you do.
I’m enjoying this so far, let’s just hope that holds!
Catch you next time!
~ Morgan ❤
The Gordon Legacy 2.0 