The Mayfair Legacy
Chapter 1.1
And we're off! Everyone, this is Suzanne Mayfair, our lovely founder! Suzanne, this is everyone, your lovely readers...if there are any! Hello? Anyone? Bueller?
Suzanne: AAAARRRRGGGHHHHH!!!! I have no house!! How am I supposed to live on grass? Where will I sleep? Where will I...oh God, do I have to pee on the ground?
Suzanne: It is beautiful grass, however. Shame I have to pee on it...
Relax Suzanne, you don't have to pee on it. I just haven't made your house yet! Have patience. First things first...
Here's Suzanne Mayfair. In the book, she lived in Scotland in a town called Donnelaith during the late 1600's. She was a midwife, healer and a simpleton. In my game, she's a Hopeless Romantic, Artistic, Good, Absent Minded, Neurotic sim. She loves green, pancakes and pop music. Her lifetime wish is, what else, to be a Renaissance sim(max 3 skills)! Was the Renaissance in the 1600's? I dunno, I'm a bit rusty on my history. The necklace she's wearing will come into play later. It's the Mayfair Emerald. The active witch will wear it, and it will pass along through each generation.
Suzanne: Pop music? I prefer Celtic harps.
That wasn't an option Suzanne! Sheesh!
There, you see? I've built you a fine house for a legacy founder!
Suzanne: Um...are those even real flagstones? Why do the flowers look so flat?
You want a bed, or you want flowers?
Suzanne: Flowers, please!
Sure, you say that now. Wait until tonight, when you're tired. You'll thank me then!
Suzanne is much too depressed about her lack of real flowers, so I send her to the park to enjoy ones we don't have to pay for.
Suzanne: Can't I just bring some of these home with me?
You're not a kleptomaniac, Suzanne.
Suzanne meets some of the locals. In this town, I've switched out all the townies with my own sims, or edited the ones that were there. My apologies to the Harts and the Altos. This guy here is Edward Freckles. He's from one of my other personal games.
I send Suzanne to grab some free grub. But I forgot about the picnic baskets. Those are even better.
Um, what's with the disgusted look there, buddy?
Random Stranger: Look at that chick stuffing her face! Learn some manners, lady!"
Suzanne: NOMNOMNOM
Later that night, while exploring the town, Suzanne comes across a mysterious stone circle, high in the hills outside town.
Suzanne: There's something special about this place. I can feel it. The wind speaks to me here.
Suzanne: Butterflies! Aww, they're so cute! I'm going to take them home with me and keep them forever and ever!
Or until we sell them because you need the money.
Suzanne: GASP! Don't say that!! It's okay little butterfriends. I'll never let that mean lady sell you. Here, come sit in my pocket. No, no, it's plenty big enough!
Rolls eyes...
Suzanne: Sweet little butterfriend! You tickle my nose!
Since we're here, and in a collecting sort of mood, let's get some gems too! Since you're not spending any time painting, we need income somehow!
Remember what I was telling you about that bed? If you don't get back now, you're going to end up sleeping on those spray painted flowers you hate so much.
Suzanne: But there are more butterfriends! I must bring them home with me!
Do you not see your plumbbob? Look at the color! Get home!!
Suzanne: OMG, could you not build me walls?
You have 4 walls! That's more than a lot of legacy founders get. Stop complaining! At least I put the bookcase there to give you a bit of privacy.
Suzanne: You can't see me, can you?
Not at all!
Meanwhile, the next morning, after a nice brisk shower...
Suzanne: Something is amiss.
What? What's wrong???
Suzanne: The bed. It's talking to me. It says, "Make me."
Sheesh! Just go make it then. I swear. You'd think she was a neat sim for how quickly she rolls wishes to clean things. Almost immediately, and I swear it's every single time!
Suzanne, you're supposed to be painting! You can't earn money playing chess.
She's playing with Dane Cleary, a son of Meghann and Ralph Cleary. Anyone know where I got their names from?
Dane: Water is like so scary!
Suzanne: Actually desks are worse. More people die from desk attacks each year than from water. Those things are vicious
...
So this guy wasn't showing up ANYWHERE, so after 3 days of hanging around town all day, I finally sent Suzanne over to his house. This is Earl Donnelaith. It is suspected that he could be the father to Suzanne's daughter, though it's never proven.
Earl: You mean, I might not get to...
Relax Earl, you're the dad in this game.
Earl: Sweet!
Suzanne: Nice to meet you Earl.
Earl: It's not just my stocks that are rising now.
Earl! Don't be crude!
Earl: Oh Suzanne, your beauty is grander than the moon and stars.
Suzanne: Uranus isn't too shabby yourself there, buddy!
Sheesh you guys! And Suzanne, you're thinking of Saturn, not Uranus.
Suzanne: Yeah, but Uranus is more fun to say.
Suzanne: *flirts*
Earl: *appreciates*
Earl's roommate, Scott comes out of the house to invite Suzanne inside.
Scott: Nice to meet you Suzanne. I hear you have a thing for old guys. Guess what? I'm old!
Nice try Scott. We're already set on Earl. Go find another cradle.
Scott: Eh, you can't blame a guy for trying.
Watch me!
Earl: Suzanne, Uranus makes me happy.
*barf*
Scott: Damn Earl, you always get the hot chicks!
I don't know why, but Suzanne and Earl we're getting all flirty and Scott comes over and has words with Earl and they leave with big red negatives above them. I guess he was jealous!
Scott: I guess I'll drown my sorrows in some music.
That's it Scott. Write a nice sad country song about how your old fart of a roommate always scores better looking chicks than you.
Suzanne: So first we get some vegetables...
Suzanne: ...then we [CENSORED].
SUZANNE! This is not meant to be an adult rated legacy story here! Behave!!
Earl: Oh you!!
I guess Earl likes kink.
Rugs were cut. Fun was had. If only the TV weren't busted, the party would have brought down da house!
*smooch*
Suzanne: So Earl, we've flirted. We've boogied. We've discussed our secret desires. We've kissed. Let's go steady!
Earl: Uh...no, thanks.
Wow, seriously Earl? Maybe I should send Suzanne over to talk to Scott!
Earl: Hey, you said baby-daddy, not boyfriend.
True...
So immediately after rejecting Suzanne as a girlfriend, Earl cries on her shoulder about the busted TV. Suzanne suggests that she could cheer him up much better if they retired to the bedroom upstairs.
Nice Earl. Thinking of another woman just before you head upstairs with Suzanne? Classy.
Earl: So we're in bed now...is it baby-daddy time?
Guess so! And thank goodness, it worked on the first try! WTG Earl! For an old guy, you really get the job done.
And I'll leave you with this touching picture. Maybe Earl will have a change of heart? Nah, I don't think so!!
I completely redid everything because I wasn't very happy at all with how the last game was turning out. Felt rushed, unnatural and a little boring. I hope this one is better!! I'm already having more fun with it.
Thank you for reading! Please leave a comment here or on my forum thread if you have any constructive criticism or complaints or cheers or jeers or anything of that nature. I appreciate any feedback!
