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Well, here I am... starting up a Sims 2 Blog! It was only a matter of time, really. I love snapping photos and making up little stories/lives for my sims. I've been working on the Legacy Challenge for awhile now. Prior to the Zamora Family, I couldn't quite get into it. I oodles of bugs and such, and was always forced to delete the family. Not this time, though. The Zamora's are currently on their 7th generation! I know Pinstar has already posted the University rules, but until Gen 8 comes around, I will keep with the Classic set of rules. I'm not really playing for points, anyway.

I attempted to use WordPress, but even with my knowledge of the inner-workings of HTML, DHTML, CSS, etc... I couldn't figure it out. So I'm going to use this. It doesn't allow you to cut off entries, so a warning to dial up users; this site will have a load of large snapshots. Its also worth noting that while I have a decent graphic card, I have textures on medium. My computer's processor is a bit behind in the times.

Enough of my babble, its time to meet the Priscila Zamora, my Legacy Matriarch.


"Uh... I'm supposed to live here?"

Priscila is a Cancer who is shy, studious, neat, and nice. I made her a Family sim because I'm a wimp. She started on an empty 5x5 lot. I quickly erected some walls, put in a few necessary amenties... and she had her home away from home. Well, if her home was a wallpaperless, grass carpted shack.

The welcome wagon consisted of Maxis made families (which have since been deleted). I tried my best to find a decent looking service NPC... but they were all females! It was insanity. I had Pris phone up the nearest pizza place, hoping "Mr. Right" would make an appearance.


"I'll have a medium pepperoni with a side of Hunky Pizza Delivery boy."

Unfortunately, another female NPC appeared. Dang it! I was out of luck as far as service NPCs were concerned. I started watching the sidewalk in hopes of a decent looking townie. I don't want my sims to marry just anyone for the sake of the Legacy. I want their kids to be at least... well... half-human looking. With NPC DNA that's gonna be a challenge.

Pris continued to meet female and homely male sims. She had a lot of friends, but she didn't need friends... she needed a husband! Her quest for "Mr. Right" was becoming a quest for "Mr. Slightly Human Looking."


"Now that'sa spicy meat'a'ball!"

Finally, I was rescued from the veritable sea of estrogen. A male appeared, strutting down the way in a sharp pinstripe suit. At first I was dubious. Who in their right mind would wear a pinstripe suit? Maybe he was in the sim mafia.

Nevertheless, Pris' adult days were ticking away. They had a meet and greet and seemed to get along just fine. He wasn't bad looking either, for a townie.


[Insert hand-shaking sound here]

Enter Jonathan Ternynck. Its a good thing he'll be taking Priscila's last name, because I can't even begin to pronounce that.

I'm surprised at how well they get along. They didn't have one bad conversation and the relationship just skyrocketed towards best friends. I had them chat on the phone quite a bit, as well. Whenever Pris had the time I'd invite Jonathan over and he'd do his impression of his favorite scene from Scarface.


"...And then he goes 'Say hello to my leetle friend!'..."

They were the best of friends in no time. Unfortunately, I soon found out that Jonathan had a very bad habit. One that could kill the relationship before it even started.

Jonathan... really liked to tell a good dirty joke. I mean he REALLY liked to. It was about the only thing he'd do. Priscila, being the serious sim that she is, did not appreciate his crude humor and was quick to rebuff him. After his attempts at jokes failed, he went even further... tickling. Agh!


"I may dress like Christina, but I'm a Mandy at heart."

To end the madness and the rapidly decreasing relationship bar, I decided they would engage in a nice, friendly activity. So they played Chess. Lots and lots of Chess. It was then that I found out Pris had an evil streak. She was downright cruel when it came to chess. She had the evil villian look and everything. I'm thinking that maybe she should be in the criminal field instead of the medical one.


"I shall have my revenge... mwah ha ha ha!"

After a whole lot of chess their relationship was back to where it had been before Jonathan went on a joke marathon. They fell in love and I knew it was time.

So Pris popped the question. Unfortunately, Jonathan was still offended about her dislike for his dirty jokes and declined. Sigh!


"Umm... my psychic advisor said marriage wasn't right for me. I'm gonna have to agree."

He seemed to have no problem moving in and adding a cool 13,000 to the family coffers, however. It turns out that Jonathan is a Knowledge sim at the top of the Culinary career. He's sloppy and shy, yet very playful and active. No outgoing sims this time around. That's all right... there'd be plenty come the next few generations.

After some serious macking out, I had Priscila propose again. This time, he accepted. Pris rolled the "Wedding Party" want so I indulged her. I bought a wedding arch and phoned a few of her friends. I could just sell the arch before 12a.m. and get a full refund.


"Yeah, yeah... get on with it already. My biological clock is ticking away here!"

Pris was so tired she passed out and missed the limo. The party was a smashing success, so Jonathan left his wife and attended the honeymoon alone. Goodness only knows what he did, but when he got back, it was time for the baby making to begin! It took a few tries, but finally, I heard the blessed lullaby.

I was pushing for a promotion before she was put on maternity leave, so I made Pris go to work while she was in platinum. Her moods were low, so when she came home, she promptly passed out on the ground in front of Jonathan's carpool. I'm such a cruel sim dictator!


"Um, sweetie... I can't get to my carpool." "Zzz...nnngh...zzz..."

Pris' pregnancy was pretty uneventful. I didn't have any trouble with her after the passing out on the sidewalk thing.

While on her final trimester, I noticed Jonathan was getting a little chubby. He was starting to look pregnant! I decided it was time for a family workout session. Pris wanted to gain a skill point, anyway.

You can see a bit of the little shanty in this photo. I was going for a "green" theme at the time.


"Work those buns!"

All that working out must have done something, because Priscila went into labor. I was happy to see it was a baby girl. She was basically a carbon copy of her mother. I didn't know much about custom hair colors at the time... if I had, I wouldn't have started with one.

I'm going with a Spanish naming theme, so I dubbed the little girl Valencia.



Next time... clone child woes.