04: Not Much Ado About Twinbrook (Part 1)
Within a day or so Spring finally fell over Twinbrook and the snow began to melt into the grass, leaving behind a glossy green shine. With the new season came Isabelle’s renewed sense of self. Isabelle was quick to set some ground rules for Marc, who continued to live a blissfully domestic life of leisure with the deep fryer
“I would love to just stick you out on the street to join the population of homeless Sims that Story Progression didn’t purge, but your mistakes deserve a more severe punishment. You don’t have to be responsible for the kids, in fact I'd prefer you stay away from them. Which shouldn't be a problem considering how little you actually care for them."
"You will be responsible for cleaning, potty bag changing, newspaper recycling and all the other mundane chores I was doing before you pulled this stunt.”
“You can’t make me do anything, Iz. I’ll just leave if I have to.”
“Story Progression doesn’t affect active households, genius. You can’t move out of your own free will. You’re going to make it up to me, starting with divorce and continuing with this.”
After being cursed by his ex-wife, Marc set right to cleaning and repairing the broken shower Marrick managed to bust in his constant showering after failed potion experiments. Speaking of the eldest son, his teenage birthday came on the first day of spring. He turned out so incredibly handsome. Miz may have a crush.
Marrick: But aren’t you like…28?
Miz: 22! Age ain’t nothing but a number
Marrick: But I'm only 16. And I’m also a video game character…
Miz: Ugh, details details.
Marc returned to his duties, baffled by just how apparently Evil Isabelle had become. It shouldn't have been much of a surprise--Isabelle had been Evil from the start, just smothered by life in suburbia. Shortly after Marrick aged up, Isabelle quit her job at the Bistro and found employment at the local criminal warehouse. It helped teach her a thing or two about revenge. Combine that with the dog-eat-dog mentality that came with growing up in Bridgeport, there would be little to stop her. Newly employed, Isabelle set off to exact a bit of revenge on someone. A practice run of future ventures, so to speak.
Recognize this one? This is a Young Adult Zo Whelhoff, the little girl who booed and heckled Isabelle at the karaoke bar back when she was pregnant with Marrick.
“Hello, Zo.”
“Ms. Morae? I haven’t seen you in years…Sorry I forced you into labor at Mick’s that night. I really didn’t mean to I was just--”
“It’s…alright.” Isabelle made herself say. What Miz didn’t show was that not a day after Marrick was born, Isabelle got the wish to go back to Mick’s where Zo agained booed her. At the park the day after Marrick’s child birthday, teenage Zo Whelhoff used the ‘scare’ interaction on him for no apparent reason. Needless to say, Isabelle was not pleased with the girl (And Miz is ashamed because she lost the screencaps of these events)
“I heard you joined the music career?” Isabelle said, trying to change the topic, “Planning on putting some big shows? I hear crowds love the pyrotechnics.”
“Yeah! I hope to be. I’m a little tired though and it is late. You can show yourself out, but thanks for coming by, Ms. Morae. It was nice seeing you.”
“No problem…”
Pyrotechnics indeed. After Isabelle left her ‘friend’ a gift, she headed straight home, pleased with herself. Only to find a line of people trying to get access to Damien’s crib. Isabelle set her froggy ex straight.
She defrosted him not to long after the children aged up (which was literally happening while Isabelle cast the spell) without a birthday cake or fanfare because Miz is very forgetful.
Demelza: Watcher help us! With Miz in charge, we're never going to get any birthday cake.
Miz: First off, I AM Watcher. Second off, I'll keep better track, I promise.
As you can see, Demelza and Edwin ended up with Marc’s hair coloring—black with blue highlights. Damien still had that bright blonde hair and, with his skin tone, (that came from nowhere) his lips look blue. Between the three of them, Edwin is probably the cutest, though none of them can top Marrick in the looks department. Now that her children were sprouting up all around her, Isadora’s words of legacies and heirs ran rampant in Isabelle’s brain.
But this time, Isabelle was not willing to let Isadora continue to guide her steps. If this was meant to be her legacy and her story, then she would tell and direct it. But with Isadora nowhere to be found, she couldn’t very well relay that information right away. Instead, she settled down at the table and put a bit of time into debating who among her children would be the heir.
Marrick, her first born and the one she still called her baby. He loves his mother and cared for her when the triplets were babies. He’s concocted more Mood Enhancer potions than could possibly be healthy and is loyal and loving in every sense of the word not only to his mother, but to his siblings as well.
Demelza is a fiery girl who reminds Isabelle most of herself. A sharp tounge and a quick wi, offset by an artistic soul. More often than not she’s at her easel or pestering her brother Damien in the way that sisters do. She's Isabelle’s only girl. It would be hard to ignore her in the selection.
Edwin is a bit of a ragamuffin. He digs around in scrap piles and uses the scraps to create things on the Inventing Table—A boy bursting with ingenuity and creativity. Resourceful and eccentric, if not a little Hot-Headed like his mother. He also reminded Isabelle much of Marrick when he was younger, being loving and caring, but also quite awkward in an adorable sort of way. Anyone would be lucky to marry a grown up version of him and bring in the next generation.
Damien is an enigma. He’s so unlike the rest of his family that Isabelle had to stop herself from wondering if he really was her’s. Damien enjoys the blocks, he enjoys the chess table. Things that are logical and make sense. He’s very precise and curious, but his brain seems to shut down if something just doesn’t’ compute. With bright blonde hair, and gentle, observant eyes, he could bring great things to the Legacy in addition to striking features.
Selecting the Heir was not going to be an easy task.
Summary:Marrick Morae: Teen; Genius, Clumsy, Perceptive, Adventerous; LTW Undecided
Demelza morae: Child; Artistic, Virtuoso, Rebellious; LTW: Undecided
Damien Morae: Child; Genius, Loves the Outdoors, Hydrophobic; LTW: Scientific Specialist
Edwin Morae: Child; Eccentric, Hot-Headed, Clumsy; LTW: Undecided
