Mandragora 3.0 ][ marriage of convenience

[angieshade]

I cannot get the hang of numbering, but roughly this is Gen 3, yes. And I apologize for the picture quality, because I cannot tell if they're really all that yellow or if my monitor has just suddenly gone wonky. Sigh.






This is the VERY FIRST THING Christopher and Carolina did when I finished building their house and unpaused them.






Then I patched up her wardrobe malfunction. I get it, Caro, you like bright colors, but just... no.






Carolina: I love your pajamas!
Christopher: Why thank you, darling! ...wait.








This is what INSTA-WOOHOO hath wrought. That, and continually forgetting to change out my maternity defaults. Whatever, medieval is ~*in*~ this season.








Also seen on Aunt Elle, who apparently isn't nearly as thrilled about her pregnancy as Carolina. Screw you too, Elle, it's all your own fault anyway. >:(








Carolina: DEFINE "THRILLED".








Definition: that. :3

That is actually either Dmitri or Darius, one of twins. Their FIRST set of twins. /o\








Meanwhile, back at the homestead, Catherine is preparing very seriously for her future role as head of household.








Catherine: ...and baby it's your turn to take out the trash~








Lila: I heard your house is haunted! :o
Catherine: Dude, I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT.








Later that evening, Lila thoughtfully brings over some booze to help her drown her sorrows. Underage drinking? That's great, guys.








A last shot of the house, because it's getting unwieldy, and after Catherine ages up they are trading it in for a new model.

And, of course, when birthday time rolls around...








VICKI, YOU BITCH








Catherine: Hmmm... I wish for GRANDMA'S GHOST TO LEAVE ME ALONE FROM NOW ON








She is so excited to finally be an adult that she doesn't even notice that a) she's now wearing the ugliest skirt ever, and b) she's managed to sever her leg on the counter.








Despite the birthday girl first wetting and then impaling herself, the party goes pretty swimmingly, what with the love tub on the patio and Lila's champagne.

Carolina: I propose a toast!
Everyone: TO CATHERINE! :D
Carolina: ...I was gonna say "TO MY SMOKIN' HUSBAND", but sure.

So Catherine is finally a grownup, and once I've given her a bath, some less tragic clothes, and a good night's sleep, it's time to get started on posterity. PAGING DREADFUL STEREOTYPE!








I really need a matchmaker replacement -- possibly an aging hippie? Meanwhile, at least she coordinates with the landscaping.








...Wait, is that... oh God no. IT IS.

It's Dongsool Buckingham, the townie with the implausible name, the hideous hairdo, and the passion for calling the house at all hours asking for Vicki, despite the fact that she's been DEAD FOR TWENTY YEARS. What a prize.








Her parents are no help, as they are busy rekindling their own romance. Must be Tuesday.








Catherine's not about to let the five grand she shelled out go to waste, so she gamely takes Dongsool out to lunch. While chagrined by her waiter's incompetence, she also notices that her date is pretty cute if you ignore the doom-mullet. Also, he doesn't seem to panic easily. Also also, if he was part of the household maybe he'd get it through his head that Vicki is never going to return his calls again.








Also also also, cute townie. Perhaps not such a waste of $5K after all!

At this point I took time out to build a new house, and also find a replacement for Dongsool's hair. Because if there's ever an occasion when that hair is acceptable, I have yet to find it.








Here is the house! In the background you can see the outbuilding for career rewards and such.









And here's Dongsool, a slightly less successful experiment. I like the dreads in theory, but in practice they're kind of eating his head. They're still less incongruous than the other ... thing ... so they can stay in the downloads folder, but it is to the mirror with Dongsool!









Thaaaaaat's better.










Family dinner, followed by a quick tour of Catherine's bedroom, if you know what I mean.









A portrait of Catherine just because she's purty. Also I gave her new clothes again, which I think are a good match for her. Bold, yet practical!









See? Sensible! (Girl loves her some pork chops.)









And bold! ... I just like having the lady propose because of screencaps like this.

Lakshmi meanwhile is just sitting there eating her pork chop like "yup, that's my daughter", totally unfazed.








Followed by a quickie wedding, as I was not in the mood for trying to wrangle a party.









And an updated look for Mr. Dongsool Mandragora. Doesn't he clean up nicely, ladies and gentlesims?


I am not going to chronicle all the other branches any more because they keep having FIVE MILLION KIDS, but here are some quick updates:




Carmen grew up surprisingly non-evil — I have a bad habit of not checking their personalities till they're at least children, it turns out she has more nice points than anybody else in the family — and unsurprisingly adorable. She has met her other bio-parent, Kevin, and built up a relationship with him.






Her brother Conrad married the paper girl and moved out to begin having ALL THE BABIES, starting with Deborah here. FINALLY A BLONDE, W00T. Damn my penchant for brunettes.







Elle birthed this little madam, Clara, who turned out to be a handful. Observe:









No issues here, nooooooo. Clara grew up into a vaguely goth child, and her brothers into passably cute teens.






And, as I alluded to earlier, Christopher and Carolina had TWO sets of twins in rapid succession, of which Damian is so far the least homely.