simgaroop | The Broke Legacy: Generation 1.3. (Reply)

Warning: Pixelated (censored) nudity.

Previous update: Gen 1.2.

With the few simoleans I had left in my pocket, I built a very small house.

More like a shack.

My furniture was bought on flea markets or found in Strangetown's outskirts.

I barely had money to buy a bed, a stove, a torn fridge and a bookcase, which I quickly sold once I realized I didn't have a WC. I wasn't going to pee in the backyard!

So it was clear I needed money. Badly. Not only to survive, but for David's studies.

Some of the money I had saved during my years at Académie Le Tour, together with Dustin's help, Mom's job (she was now working as a cop, partly for the money, and partly to cover Dustin's escapades) and David's excellent grades had helped him enter Académie Le Tour.

Sure, he had made it to College a little later than expected (at age 20, he worked at a fast food place in the meantime), but still it was a great accomplishment for us.

We knew David would be a great artist.

Anyway, there was a huge military base at Strangetown and I knew that working there paid well. So, I got a job there as a recruit.
Sure, it wasn't my ideal job, but for now it'd be fine.

Besides, I didn't want to spend the rest of my life eating PB&J sandwiches! I needed money to but decent food!

A couple of days later, as I was taking out the trash,

A group of neighbors came to welcome me to the neighborhood. The first one was an old lady named Olive Specter.

She was a bit grouchy, nothing much to say about her.

But the second visitor took my breath away! He was green!

"Please excuse my curiosity but... are you an alien?"

"Sure I am, son. My name is P.T. Smith and I came here from the Andromeda galaxy.
My spaceship crashed when I was visiting this planet, so I had no way to return to my planet.
I've been living in Strangetown for years. Quite a nice town, except for a couple people."

"What about you?"
"My name is Beau Broke. I came from Pleasantview searching for a nice place to start over. Things weren't
very good back home..."
"You chose the best place to settle down, Beau. You seem like a good guy, I'm sure you'll meet a nice girl pretty soon."

P.T. was a lucky guy. His wife, Jenny, was a nice woman who seemed to love him very much.
I just hoped I'd be as lucky as him.
I quickly became friends with the Smiths.

Oh yeah! There was also Margaret in the welcome committee. She was pretty (and single), but she wasn't
interested in anything I had to say.

She was also a bit mean. She kept poking and insulting poor Jenny.
Jenny was too sweet to say something back, so she only cried in the corner.
Unfortunately, P.T. had left a bit earlier, so it was me the one who had to cheer her up.

OK. So I didn't choose the most conventional way to cheer someone up. But trust me, it worked!

See?
Jenny and I played the whole afternoon, oblivious to the way Margaret and Olive were annoying each other.

Until things turned pretty bad...

After those days of constant fighting between Dustin and I, the last thing I wanted in my house was this kind of violence.

Especially the kind that lasted way into the night. After Olive kicked Margaret's ass one last time, I had to ask them
to leave my property.
So much for a welcome party...

I felt lonely that night. So I occupied myself reading the last book I had in my backpack.

But I finished that book quickly, so I only had Strangetown's exciting views to entertain me...
"Well... the mailbox is still there..."

"... and the trashcan too..."

So busy I was in the window, that I completely forgot the TV dinner in the oven.

Until it was too late!

With no phone to call the firemen with, I had to extinguish the fire myself.
I wasn't gonna let a petty accident like this one to destroy my future just as it was starting!

"Phew... that was SO close!

The next day, I woke up pretty early for my first day in the Army.

I was so dirty, all covered with ashes and smelling like smoke from the fire, but I didn't
have a shower or a sink yet.

So I had to deal with it, and after a quick milk sip (because I didn't want to cook after the previous night's fiasco)...

I left for what I hoped it'd be a good day at work. My first decent job ever!

It was harder than I expected. As a recruit, I spent several hours scrubbing latrines, and after an incident with another recruit, I was put in kitchen
duty for the rest of the day. So tiring, but I must admit it helped me improve my culinary skills.

With the money I earned that day, I bought a cheap chair and a couple of magazines.

Some inner voice, perhaps my super-ego, told me it'd be wise to study my cooking magazines to reinforce even more my culinary skills
(and avoid fires in the future), but I was too tired (and dirty) for that.

A letter from Dustin cheered me up. Great news: His first daughter, Sandy, was born the day before. He said that as soon as the baby
grew up a little, he'd visit me at Strangetown.

Just as I was going inside, some kid named Blair stopped by to welcome me to the neighborhood.
Uh... a bit late, but it was a nice gesture.

Unfortunately, he wasn't fond of my smell.

Whatever. I was too tired to care, so I went to bed at 5:00 P.M.

And as for Blair...

He spent the rest of the afternoon playing with my fridge.
Kids these days!

Next day I woke up early, only to realize that I had a free day.
Yup, a long, lonely free day to spend cleaning my counter...

Eating cold cereal (I still didn't want to cook)...

Looking for a better job (and unfortunately, there wasn't)...

Solving crosswords...

And making an airplane out of my paper afterwards.

Whoooooosh!

Oh yeah! And looking out of the window!
So many exciting things to do!

Naturally, I ended picking up the phone,
"I don't care where you take me, as long as there's a bathroom there!"

And that's how I ended at 94 Road to Nowhere.

The perfect place to spend a hot summer day.

First thing I did was to explore the place, and that's when I found a peculiar sight.

"Huh? Is that guy PREGNANT?!"
"Don't be stupid, Beau. There's no such thing as pregnant men! Perhaps he's only fat!"

"Yeah, maybe the heat and my stink are messing up my brain. Perhaps washing my face will
help my mind a little bit."

I couldn't wait to get inside that tub! I was dying for a bath!
But on the other hand, the tub was full of people! And it wouldn't be right to stink the water for them.
I was covered with ashes and food, after all.

So... if I wanted to take a bath, I had to be clean. But I wouldn't be clean unless I took a bath!
What was I supposed to do?!

"Oh! I've got an idea!"

Oh come on! Don't look at me like that!
I'm sure you'd do the same if you were in my place!

I kept praying that no one would enter the bathroom while I took my "bath".
That'd be so embarrassing!

Once I were a bit cleaner, I made my way for that sweet, sweet tub.
And that's when I found myself facing the pool.
It was so hot, and the pool seemed so cool...

But I didn't know how to swim. I'd never been in a pool!
Partly because we didn't have the money for that, and partly because Mom forbid it after what happened to Dad.
And I admit I was bit afraid of water...
But hey! I was 24 years old! It was time to face that fear!

And it was just fine.
Nothing bad happened.
Perhaps I'd learn how to swim in the future. I'd be good for my shape (and my job too!).

It felt so nice to be clean that I remembered how bad I needed a shower.
Man, how expensive they were!
I needed money... quickly!
But how? I wasn't going to earn anything that day (darn free days!)

And that's when I had the second "great idea" of the day!

When I was a teen, this is something I used to do at school in order to earn a couple simoleans for lunch.
Sure, it didn't help anything to my already dorky image, but I didn't care back then.
Why should I care now?

Yup, I was free styling in the middle of the lot, hoping that someone would notice my show and give me a tip.

Thank goodness Dustin wasn't here to watch me!

Whatever. My show was so good that I had a couple of people watching me in no time.
Great!

Unfortunately, the didn't leave me a tip. Darn it!

I finally went to the tub after my little show. But I guess people were a bit put off by my performance, because
they left as soon as I arrived.
Oh well...

Good thing I already had a couple of friends in Strangetown. That night, Jenny Smith invited me to downtown.
We went to a new place called Crypt O'Night Club.

P.T. was there too, of course.
After spending the whole day alone, I was so glad to see a familiar face!

We went directly to the bar to order a few drinks.
"A Martini. Shaked, not stirred."

"As you wish, handsome!"

"So tell me, Beau. Is Strangetown what you were looking for?"
"It's a bit different from Pleasantview, but I like it. I have a feeling that I'll be able to start a family here pretty soon!"

"Well, let's then toast to that!"

A couple martinis later, I was in the mood for dancing.
Everyone in this place was doing some kind of popular dance called the Smuttle.

I hoped I'd be able to impress Brenda, the pretty bartender, with my dancing skills.

It didn't work, though.

She was nice enough to let me bartend in her place while she greeted her boyfriend.
Darn! Well, at least I was able to earn a little bit of money that way.

Anyway, the following day I returned to my job in the Army.
And guess what I brought home with the money I earned that day?

Yup! No more sponge baths for me!

Oh yeah! I also brought home this lovely lady, Katelyn. She was quite pretty!

Unfortunately, she was a bit weird. And a bit of a stalker.

And for some reason she tried to show me her ninja skills out of nowhere, almost hitting
the one part from my anatomy I needed to keep intact if I wanted to start a family someday.

Yeah, I was not impressed.

A couple weeks later, I was finally promoted to the Elite Forces.
Sure, it'd be a harder job and I'd need a special training, but I knew it'd be worthy.

With the extra money I earned from my raise, I was able to paint the outside walls of my shack.
I was also able to buy a table and another chair for visitors.

And a small radio that'd help me work out. I'd need to be in top shape for my new job!

The following day was my 25th Birthday. For the last 8 years, I had celebrated my birthday alone and away from my family
and friends back in Pleasantview.
But not this year. I finally had friends to share this day with.

The Smiths came to my place for a small party. They even brought their eldest son, Johnny, with them.
Jenny baked a cake too!

As I blew out the candles, I only had one wish in mind...
"I wish for someone to keep me company. I don't want to spend another day alone."

It was a fun afternoon. The Smiths were awesome dancers. Johnny taught me to dance the Smuttle,
to impress a girl next time I went to Downtown.

"Thanks for coming, P.T."
"It's a pleasure, boy."

"Here. A present from all of us. Happy birthday, Beau!"

"Wow! Thank you! You shouldn't have..."
"It's nothing, kid. I'm sure you'll make good use of it."

P.T.'s present was an awesome telescope! I'd never seen anything like that in my life!
"You seemed so interested in my home planet, Beau"-said P.T. before he left- "So I figured
you'd like to actually see it"

Of course, I used it for the first time that night.

It was incredible! So many starts and planets! With the help of my telescope, they seemed closer than ever!

So close... that their light was actually blinding me...

Huh? What's that?

Oh my G... Is that... Is that a SPACESHIP?!!!

I don't know how, but I was suddenly pulled upwards by a strange beam. It felt like a giant vacuum cleaner!
I tried to hold on the telescope, but the beam was stronger than I.

Soon I found myself flying away and away from Strangetown...
And then everything became black...

I don't remember what happened during my abduction. For me, it seemed like a couple of seconds,
but I was told later that I was gone for a couple of days. It's a miracle I wasn't fired from the Army.

Well... the only thing I remember was that I felt so weird. My mood changed constantly, and I'd feel hungry one instant
and then full the next one.

Finally, one night, the spaceship returned to Strangetown.

And the aliens threw me out.

I was still dizzy; I was barely able to stand up.

And my whole body was sore.
What the heck did they do to me up there?

Of course, to say that I was terrified would be the overstatement of the Century.

Stupid aliens! Go away and don't bother me again!

I went back inside, feeling suddenly very hungry.

And very tired.
"Just a good night's sleep and I'll be back to normal in the morning"

How wrong I was!

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Notes:
- I usually micromanage my sims too much. This time, I left Beau be himself and I'm glad I did! He's very funny and I'd never
seen a Sim take a sponge bath before.
- The only time I regretted it was when Beau nearly destroyed my Legacy with that fire! Good thing that Sims can extinguish fires
by themselves!
- Next update will come very soon. I already have the pictures up to Gen 2's first birth, but I felt that this update was already too long.