Generation One: Chapter Two

When we last left poor Quinn, she was dreaming of bigger and greater things, and wishing for some actual stuff to furnish the pitiful slab of dirt and grass that was supposed to be her home.

Sorry, dear. It wasn't a dream.

With five hours before work and Quinn's stomach rumbling, I thought it would be a good idea for her to, uh, "introduce" herself to the neighbors. And their fridge.

...

But, since none of the wealthy neighbors were home, I sent her to the gym instead.

(Oh, sure, when she's at the neighbor's she can run to the subway station. But her own house? No, that extra block is too much! She needs a taxi to get across the park. >.< )

Uh-oh! Stay away from those bars, Quinn!

... Wow. Ice cream for breakfast? Or, lunch, as the case may be. Very healthy, Quinn.

And just as she was finishing her ice cream, look who shows up: Leighton Sekemoto, and he's decided to greet his new flirt by complimenting her... cooking?

O_o Anyway... Just was she was about to hit the restroom before work, Quinn apparently got an urgent page. She needed to leave now or else she'd probably be late and get fired. And then what would happen to her hopes and dreams?

Apparently her coworker, Pauline, is in a hurry to be on time. She must be stressing 'cause she doesn't have the kind of talent that Quinny does. ;)

Her first day on the job and they're asking her to stay late?? Yikes. Well, you're gonna have to do it sometime, Quinn. Might as well get it over with. And who knows? Maybe the boss-man will be impressed with your determination and bump up your pay or something. Lord knows you need it.

Hey, how come those two got off early?!

>:( Seems Quinn got the short end of the stick on that one.

Eight hours later, Quinn managed to rack up an extra 155 simoleons and a decent-sized boost to her performance. All that hard work is tiring, no?

Well, since she looked a bit grungy, I sent her to the gym for a quick shower before booting her butt back home for some much-needed rest.

Thanks to her wonky work schedule, Quinn woke up at 10 AM to find herself in possession of a brand new fridge and a restyled bed. And her first meal out of that fridge? Juice. What else is she supposed to have with no stove or counter?

Apparently she wasn't too happy with the day-old newspaper on her law, because she decided to do a little cleaning before inviting Leighton Sekemoto out to the pool for a few hours' fun before work.

......

But apparently he wasn't "interested." >.<

So instead she chatted him up for a few hours before work.

I think she was still a bit miffed that he didn't accept her invitation. All she wanted to do was hold hands and skip through the park. Is that so much to ask?? And now she has to go to work.

... Isn't that the taxi driver???

During work Quinn received  TWO opportunities: one to gain a new guitar composition by increasing her guitar level, and another from work to read some book to increase her performance and relationship with the boss-man. Apparently someone wasn't happy with her lack of rock skills. But it's not Quinn's fault her relationship with her boss is bad. Have you SEEN Gus Hart?

I know how you feel, Quinny.


Quinn returned home that evening, had another carton of juice, read her book for work tomorrow, and went to bed. Not a very exciting life, is it? It will be soon.

Not so subtle hints, eh, Quinn? Well, with a day off of work, let's see if we can snag you a man, huh? ;)

However, after several failed attempts at chatting/inviting out Leighton Sekemoto for a romantic lunch, Quinn was forced to eat by herself at the diner. How sad. :(

You know what else is sad?

Xander Clavell passed out in front of the diner.

But on the plus side,  Quinn FINALLY got Leighton on the phone. They chatted for a little bit before she invited him out to the park for a - hopefully - romantic evening. They only flirted once, but who cares? If Miss Herondale wants a man, then she's gonna get herself a man. And with limited funds, foreign men aren't an option. :(

Quinn had had just about enough of waiting and was heading for a chess table when Leighton finally showed up. They chatted aimlessly until Quinn decided she should find out if he was taken or not. Lo and behold, SINGLE. Surprise, surprise. And hey, they even have compatible astrological signs as well!

It's a match made in sim heaven! <3

... What is that supposed to mean? O_o

After that little pick up line, apparently he didn't enjoy her advances until she'd chatted him up a little more. Things soon progressed in the romance department, until finally Quinn got up the nerve to make it official. And then...

... SHE PROPOSED. O_O That was fast. It's only Thursday! Oh well, if they enjoy each other's company... *shrug* Since he's family-oriented and she wants a husband, I let them have a private little wedding right there in front of the fountain.

Aww, aren't they beautiful?! <3 It almost makes you wanna cry. :)

More to come! For now, let's let these newlyweds enjoy these few precious moments... before they have to go to work.

Generation One: Chapter One

So I thought I'd give this whole legacy thing a shot, to spice up my simming life. :) I was going to upload this to wordpress, but that just gave me a headache. So I'm going to post this here (now that I've figured out how to do it. ^_^; ).

Anyway.

Meet Quinn Herondale: Ambitious, clumsy, a virtuoso, great kisser, and a hopeless romantic. Her greatest dream is to be the biggest rock star known to man - let's see if we can give it to her, shall we?

As per the legacy rules, I dropped her off on the biggest lot in Sunset Valley. I didn't think it was too bad, but I think Quinn was a bit confused. Shouldn't she be in a house befitting that of a rock legend?

Not yet, my dear.

But. I will grant you with the ultimate in luxury. A bed. :)

Well, someone's excited for not having that trait.

I decided to let her relax for a few minutes on her newest (and probably only) piece of furniture before I decided it was time for her to get a job. Thank Plumbob for taxis, because the theater's an awfully long way from her lot.

Hey, the driver looks like my old choir teacher! O_o

And apparently he's useless as a taxi driver. After dropping her off at the nearby subway station (Seriously?), Quinn took the train to the closest station to the theater and marched to the building, determined to snag herself a job.

Several minutes later, she left the building and exclaimed in triumph. YES! She'd gotten the job!

Now all she needs... is some skill. Off you go, Quinn, darling.

Look at you, acting like it's so hard. You stop that. You're going to be a rock star soon. And rock is not hard for a rock star. ;)

Ohhh, look who decided to come and say hello.

Leighton Sekemoto.

... Well, it could have been worse, Quinn. And at least he's trying to be friendly. The first thing he wants to do upon seeing her is brighten her day. And they must have hit it off, because after a few awkward moments of silence, Quinn proceeded to flirt with Mr. Sekemoto.

... I'm not sure how I feel about that.

I'm not sure how Leighton feels about the situation, either, actually. He looks a bit uncomfortable.

As well he should. If anything should happen to Missy Quinn before her dreams are realized, that person will be in enormous amounts of trouble! D:<

...

Nah, just kidding. ;-) But seriously. Dreams first. Love second.

They continued to chat for a while.

Leighton talked about his family a little. I don't think Quinn was too excited about the toddler, but she seemed amused when Yumi was mentioned. Oh, if only I spoke Simlish. He probably told a story where Yumi fell. >:D

So, after standing around for a few more awkward minutes, I decided that Quinn needed to broaden her company, before her life became one big awkward silence. I didn't have enough money to buy her a guitar like she wanted (Soon, my little rocker, soon.), so to make up for lack of instrument I sent her to the beach. Who doesn't want to parade around in their swimwear for the rest of the day??

Oh yeah! Rockin' the sun glasses! ;D And what beach day would be complete without a little sunbathing??

Doesn't she look relaxed?

-several minutes later-

All right, enough of that. Hey, look! A kid with chocolate! Quinn's probably getting hungry, so I sent her over to get some cake. (He looks like he did something to it, doesn't he?)

One cake and three quick drinks later, Quinn was starting to get a little light-headed. You know you've had too many when a blender amuses you.

I thought it might be a good idea to send her to the park. Maybe a little walk would help to clear her head (and keep her away from the bar). Once there, she decided on her own that she wanted to be 'cool' and hang out on the swing.

Not a minute had passed since she sat down before she was up again, this time wanting to play a game of chess.

By herself. After dark.

Don't get mad at me. I'm not the one who wanted to play chess at one o'clock in the morning. >.< Off to bed with you.

You're literally on the other side of the park from your lot, and yet you're going to call a taxi to get there???? ... You're just lucky it doesn't actually cost money. >_>

Well, after a long, awkward, mostly silent day, Quinn has finally settled into bed. Lucky for her she doesn't have to be up until ten, so hopefully she can get enough sleep to perform well at work

Sweet dreams, Quinn dearest. For while you dream of fame, fortune, and... children?... things are about to get much, much worse.