I totally lost my save files because of stupid shit. . . I’ll have to start up a new legacy. . .sometime. I still have some one post worth of pictures left. Miley grew up and is super cute. If there is any interest, I’ll post the last update.
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When we last left off, about a million years ago, VJ was rolling a wish to snuggle Miley after reading a charisma book. Miley was almost kidnapped by Stiles McGraw on her birthday and Marina and I were creeping on the paper boy. 
For fun I’ve added some of my favorite celebrities and vampires from Bridgeport to the neighborhood. Notice Mathew Hamming foremost in the picture. To the right of him is my simself. To The left is my real life boyfriend’s simself, Nathan. And to the left of him is Kendra Storms (Vayleen). I’m pretty sure I’m not going to have any of those awesome clothes anymore. So those sims around town will look completely different. Sad. I spent a lot of time agonizing on just the right thing to put them in. 
Great, more bills we can’t afford. Yeah, mailman, you better run.
Aw, and look, our cutie paperboy. (I’m actually not certain that’s not a different paperboy completely. I think Marina scared the other one off last time.) 
This chick is named Marina too. She came from Bridgeport with Beau Merrick and two other chickas. Make pretty babies, plzkthx.
So VJ, how was your first day as a podium polisher?
VJ: Just one step closer to ruling the world. 
VJ: I will make one damn sexy world leader. 
He passes out in front of the subway. . . 
He was literally inches from the bed, but he decided it was a good idea to walk all the way to the kitchen to pass out. THAT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE!
Marina Prattle: I hope out baby looks just like you.
Beau Merrick: No, I hope it’s a little girl that looks just like you.
Yes! Yes! Yes! Also, who knew that sexy ass vampire was such a softie. Also, it is confirmed that the his other two roommates are a lesbian couple, not his hoes on the side. ore.
[Update} My game crashed somewhere around here. And in the redo sp never made them lovers, so at this point there is no Prattle/Merrick baby on the way, nor are their roommates confirmed as lesbians anymore. I know. It breaks my heart too.
Snuggle love. 
Meet baby-bump number 2.
Marina: Makin babies is no sweat.
VJ: *Wishes for a girl*
Aww.
But I thought you wanted a son.
VJ: I changed my mind.
Mysterious. 
No reason, they’re just gorgeous. I’m still so in love with Marina’s face. *Squee* 
These to really need to improve their relationship. 
He made her cry, then ran away. He’s such an asshole to this kid, I don’t get it. Must be his evil/mean-spirited nature. 
Mommy comes and makes it all better.
My heart. Officially melted.
And then, apparently because all the cute was too much to handle, my game crashed. Yay. 
I forgot why I took this picture, but look how pretty she is. The picture in this update was taken before I my old computer pooped out on me, and my replacement computer is a Dell latitude, built to be hardcore multi-tasker, but not so much for gaming. So I can’t promise the graphics will be as good on the following updates. Halp! :( Also, I installed new default eyes, which I think will be prettier than these, but perhaps out of place with the other shitty graphics. 
Marina was getting stir crazy, and we couldn’t afford a babysitter so we sent her out with Miley to get groceries. Pregnant Marina is not pleased to be lugging around a three year old.
Marina: Those Generations strollers would really come in handy right about now.
Well, I can’t afford it and I doubt you’d be able to afford the stroller so stfu and deal. 
Marina: Bitch 
I don’t remember, I probably just thought it was pretty. *Cries* I’ll never be able to see such beauty again with my new shitty graphics. I don’t know if I can handle it.
Marina: *rolls eyes* Drama queen.
God. I must be awful is she’s calling me a drama queen. 
What’s this?!
Marina is determined to get Miley kidnapped, it seems. Yet another creeper. I forget her name. 
Forget something, Marina?
Marina: Hmm. Not that I can think of. 
Oh wait. 
She finally remembers.
Marina: Hey! What are you doing way back here! *huggles*
*sigh* 
Then she passes out. Luckily she remembers to put Miley down first.
I think Miley is as disappointed in Marina as I am. 
Their house is finally a house. 
Top veiw. I think it’s pretty cute.
I actually have no idea if I saved since completing this, yet so. . . Um yeah. I suck. 
Oh look. The first stalker to our new home. That as quick. I don’t remember his name. 
Miley’s not really all that cute from this angle is she? 
Toddler in toy box pictures are a must for every legacy. 
I’m not sure, but I think this is VJ trying to read the pregnancy book again. Or another one, or something. It’s been a long time okay. Don’t judge me. 
Just trying on clothes, I guess. I don’t remember. 
Is it just me or does this happen a lot? 
Rare photo of whole household sleeping at once. 
Labor time! 
VJ takes care of Miley while Marina gives birth. Aw. I think he’s getting soft. 
Meet Bieber Godfrey. I don’t think I have to explain the name. 
VJ once again has to run off to work before meeting his new child. This is becoming a habit.
And that’s all I got folks. Bout to start collecting pictures for the next update. A new update should come soon. Thanks to my 1 fan for sticking by me all this time. And I apologize in advance for what I’m afraid will be lower quality pictures. It saddens me too. If anyone has any suggestions about picture quality improvement, I would appreciate it.
I just reinstalled my sims and stuck in all my saves and mods and such and all is as it was. I also have all the pics for the updates I was in the middle of when my old computer pooped out on me. So yay. I just need to rewrite it. Prolly gonna play for a while first and get another update worth of pictures and either do two updates or an extra long one for my one fan. . . ya know. Gotta redownload live writer so there should be one or two updates by tomorrow or the next day. Yay yay.
There’s good news and bad news here. My friend was able to move all my files over to the new computer so all my sims 3 saves and stuff were there. However, we already know that I’m a dumbass and don’t pay attention to whaIt I’m doing sometimes, and one of the first things I did was delete the save file and the backup. . . cuz I had it labled as something else when a earlier save currupted and never changed the name back. And I forgot this, thought it was some other older save that I was no longer using so deleted it so my game might run faster because this computer has a little less hard drive memory than my old one.
I just realized I did this now after seeing another legacy narrator do it. Ugh.
So, as soon as I have my disks reinstalled,(probably this weekend) we’ll be starting fresh. And maybe this one will be more interesting.
I’m so sorry to all 2 of you that may be reading this. And that’s being generous. My computer broke down right in the middle of me making the next update. So I have the money to send it in and get it repaired and I’m going to try to find a way to get in there and get all my info on another drive. If not, I may have to start a new legacy. How sad will that be? A legacy killed before it’s even off the ground. I miss my sims soooo much. Stick by me, guys.
I just started a new job at the campus books store and it’s going to be super busy the next few weeks, and I’ll be too super tired to update. Soo. . . . I got like half an update-ish, and I’ll try to have the forth chapter up asap. Thank you loyal readers for being patient.
Last time on The Godfrey Legacy Marina fell in love with VJ after he wasn’t embarrassed to poop in her presence. They had a shotgun wedding in the bathroom, and their marriage consummation resulted in little Miley Godfrey. VJ joined the political career and failed to notice that he’s now a father.
Now that we’re all caught up, on with the show
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VJ: Where’d this come from?
Marina: Did you not hear me screaming and moaning for three hours this morning?
VJ: I thought you were constipated.
Marina: . . . I’ve got a lecture to go to, feed Miley please.
VJ: Miley. . . you were supposed to be a boy.
Not long later he gets a wish to have another child. I’m almost certain he wants to try again for that boy he wants.
I’ll see what I can do.
A few hours later Marina wishes for a new baby too. I think she just wants to be able to use pregnancy as an excuse for everything again.
Or maybe she genuinely enjoys being a mother.
Finally got enough money to extend Miley’s nursery. It’s now functioning. And I added Lil Lindsay.
Even though he wants another baby, VJ doesn’t seem to want to go through the process of baby making.
Now that’s more like it
But alas, being the parents of an infant is very tiring work, and they are both asleep before any baby-making can commence.
I’m sure we’ve all been there before. . .
What, no? Just me? Hmm
The finally got Miley quiet long enough to have to grown-up time.
Marina: So, you wanna?
VJ: No!
VJ: Well, okay.
And as soon as they were done, Miley started screaming about her dirty diaper. This is what parenthood is really like, isn’t it?
And despite all that effing effort, still no baby chimes. We’re gonna have to do this again.
Marina: Can’t we just age her up already. Other legacy writer’s do it.
Nah, you gotta suffer a bit. At least of this first one. Babies are less expensive than toddlers besides, her birthday’s tomorrow. You can manage.
Don’t you just love how everything breaks at the same time?
VJ: I’m too pretty to fix this sink.
Sigh. . .
Fix the damn sink, already.
Retry!
VJ: Babe, you know you want this.
Marina: How’d you know!
Just kidding.
Marina: Hell no!
VJ: Come, on. Please?
She changed her mind.
Lullabies were heard.
Aw. This is the first time they’ve autonomously flirted.
VJ: Baby, that nookie was better than a bed of roses.
Marina: *melts*
Is it just me or is this paper boy super-adorable. His name is Chase Barry and it’s just too bad that he’s a bit too old of our Miley.
Oh well. Go talk to him anyway.
Marina: Fine!
Marina: Hi, I know I’ve never spoken to you before, but the watcher demands that I do now because she thinks you’d be good marriage material for my infant daughter.
Chase: Haha lady. Don’t you know children can’t marry infants in this country.
Chase: Crazy broad.
Marina: Did he just call me a broad
Whatever. You keep in touch with that kid. We need options. Cute ones.
Aw. Autonomous mom love. Miley has a great relationship with her mother. Not so much with her father.
Beau Andrews is the consignment specialist. I love it.
Why is Stiles McGraw holding her baby. No one even knows him.
Stiles: She was left on the floor like a placemat. Anyone could have stepped on her.
Marina: Step away from the baby. *looks intimidating*
Stiles: Alright, I’m slowly putting her right back down where I got her.
Marina: Asshole.
Stiles: I could have gotten so much money for that baby. *disappoint*
Marina: My poor sweet babikins. Did that pedo-man scare you?
Stiles: So damn much money.
Stiles: *STARE*
Marina: Please go away now.
Stiles: Not listening. Not listening.
Marina: :(
Marina: *Walks Away*
Oh she looks so sad about almost getting her baby stolen. It’s heart breaking.
We is stealin that painting.
It’s teen Sam Sekemoto. IMHO the most gorgeous sim in the whole game. *puts in a save file to use later*
Little Miley’s growing up.
Will she have her daddy’s hair, will she, will she???
Yes! Got it on the first try. She is not a happy camper. Poor girl had to grow up with a dirty nappy.
Marina: *Wishes to buy potty chair*
Shit. We only have 16 simoleons.
She is just too cute. I can’t really tell genes at the toddler stage. She obviously has VJs hair and eyes. I’m pretty sure it’s Marina’s lips. Not sure about the nose yet, but I’m leaning toward Marina. Me thinks she shall be a stunner when she grows up. *crosses fingers.*
Okay, now I’m just spamming.
Miley: Wow! Can see whole world way up here!
Oh yeah, almost forgot. She’s a heavy sleeper who loves the outdoors, the color white, cheese steak, and roots music.
VJ: Babe, shut that kid up.
Seriously, he’s getting to be a pain in my ass.
Okay, this is just cute.
I’m in love.
VJ’s first wish for Miley is to teach her to walk.
VJ: Sooner she’s asteppin, the sooner she’ll be independent.
Neither one of them look too pleased to be in the other’s presence.
VJ: *Reads charisma book* *wishes to snuggle Miley*
Oh. My. God. Has the charisma book softened him, or just taught him to use his daughter’s cuteness to his advantage?
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So nothing much really happened this update. Sorry bout that. I was gonna keep playing and make a longer update, but I wanted to go ahead and get this out of the way first before I could continue on.
Next time, more babies. And maybe more birthdays. I haven’t gotten any comments so far so I don’t know if anyone cares enough to do an heir poll. Let me know. VJ makes damn pretty babies, as we all know, so you’re gonna wanna be a part of this. If not I’ll just let random.com decide. Also, tell me what you would like to see more of from my legacy.
Computer stopped being temperamental for the moment. Still don’t feel like simming right now. Sorry. I got big plans though. Big.
It’s kinda soon, I know, but my computer seems to be acting up at the moment. If it calms down and starts acting right, posts will continue as normal. I have enough pictures and stuff to make a chapter, so maybe I’ll just save it and post it at the library if all else fails. Other than that, don’t know.
Last time on The Godfrey Legacy, we met Marina. She got a job cleaning latrines. She met VJ Alvi and learned that they share the childish trait and a general disregard for legacy writers. They played tag and met a weird police lady and then my computer exploded.
Now that we’re all caught up, let frickin do this.
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After a few seconds of playing tag VJ got exhausted. Seriously, he just became a young adult, he’s not fat, what’s he do smoke 5 packs of Marlboro a day? Anyhoo.
I got marina a stove as a present for doing such a good job with VJ 
So how did it go.
Marina: oh I had a great time. I kicked his butt at tag.
Any chemistry?
Marina: Nah, not really.
Well we have all of tomorrow to work on it. Get some sleep. We’ve got to woo a man tomorrow. 
What!? Stalker alert. 
Gasp! Look how pretty his eyes are. (Hi, Plumbob. *waves*) I soo didn’t wake Marina up to go flirt with him. Not at all. 
I take my eye off them for one second and they start fighting. Apparently VJ mocked her.
Marina: I’ll name my dollie after Lindsay Lohan if I want!
VJ: So not trying to hear this.
Can you guys please try to play nice? For the sake of your possible future gorgeous spawn?
Marina and VJ: Hmph
It was at this point Marina got the wish to stop being friends with VJ. Sorry all your wish slots are occupied, looks like you’re going to have to try to work it out for now. 
So they sit down to a salad brunch together and actually manage to have a someone civil conversation.
VJ: These piles of rotting dishes are grossin me out man.
Marina: plus plus 
VJ even helped put away the leftovers after brunch was over. He is soo a keeper. 
VJ: I wanted to wash that dish. 
And then Marina peed herself because she refused to use a toilet out in the open in front of company.
She then proceeded to cheer. She was really excited about it. *shrug*
Marina: I frickin love being embarrassed!
Well, she is insane.
Oh yeah, and then she refused to use the shower.
I don’t think this is the way to steal a man’s heart, Marina. 
I could be wrong.
Also, she learned that his sign is Libra which is compatible with her Sagittarius. Could I have done the impossible? Did I score on my founder and I find the perfect guy on our first try. Can we really be that lucky? 
Ho yeah. They’re cute.
It was about this part when Marina’s unsaved wish to defriend VJ changed to a wish to learn two more of his traits. 
Marina: If you were a country and I was the moon, I’d want you to stick your flag in me.
*shocked and amused* 
But it works. Men are so damn easy.
Marina: I’ll remember the feel of his erection pressed against my leg forever.
Umm. . .right. . . Moving on. 
VJ has no problem using the bathroom in front of others.
VJ: What’s she’s way back there, and there’s a wall here. I had to freakin go. 
Marina: So where were we?
VJ: Right about here.
Gross. You just got finished pooping less than three feet away. What’s wrong with you two?
Marina: So I was thinking, since we’re so comfortable with each other’s bathroom habits and stuff, we’re obviously perfect for each other. Marry me.
VJ: GASP
. . . really? REALLY? 
VJ: This looks damn good on me.
Marina: Hug?
VJ: Damn good. 
One traditional quickie legacy wedding in the bathroom later and VJ was officially added to the household. He brought with him over $2,000. Oh yeah. Happy dance.
He is currently in the business career – level one.
His traits are Inappropriate, Childish, Evil, Neat, and Snob.
Way to go, BB, you married a neat sim. Just what I’ve always wanted for you.
He like’s Sushi, Indie music, and the color red.
His lifetime wish is to be a. . . oh no. Gold Digger.
Oh no, you’re not killing off my baby. Besides, you’re a first generation legacy husband, there’s no way y’all are going to get rich enough to accomplish that goal anyway. So fail already. It will be changed asap. 
So with the money VJ brought in, I got walls, which Marina will enjoy. A mirror, which snob VJ will enjoy. And a double bed which just works out perfectly for everyone involved.
Even though almost all their needs were in the red by this point, it did not stop them from consummating their marriage.
I think one of my mods gives a paid vacation for honeymoon or something, because both VJ and Marina don’t have to go to work in the morning, even though it’s a work day. 
We all know what this means.
Just kidding. I don’t have those mods.
I actually don’t know what that means.
I guess the salad was bad. 
Rina ate the bad salad too. 
Aaand she pregnant.
She wishes for a girl. 
Marina: We’re having a baby!
VJ: *shocked* *Wishes for a boy*
The he goes to consult the spirits. 
VJ: So my wife and I are havin this baby. . .
Ghost of Vincent Skullfinder: Boy, I don’t know what you want from me. I’m just a dead archeologist.
*Minus minus* 
He decides to work off his frustration with Vincent’s unhelpfulness with this confusion in his life. . . by skinny dipping in a pool of a huge abandoned house. 
VJ: Me. . . a father. . .
The swim didn’t help. 
So he goes to the library and starts to read "Totally Pregger’s: An Expectant Mother’s Tale."
. . . 
Marina can’t do the dishes because VJ is passed out in the bathroom. 
She’s very excited about this.
I feel the same way when I get any legitimate excuse not to do chores.
She’s so muscular. And looky how cute her baby bump is. This is probably my favorite picture so far.
Then VJ gets up and eats some ice cream, not at all bothered by all the flies hovering around him. 
And Marina did the dishes.
She was not pleased. 
VJ finally makes his way to the bed.
Zzzdirtydisheszzz
Marina: Asshole.
She still hasn’t forgiven him for not staying passed out in front of the sink. 
Peed herself while making pancakes.
I swear this never happens to my sims when I’m not playing a legacy. These things are cursed. 
Marina: It was just this little one kicking on my bladder. My wittle pop star wants pancakes too.
Woman, pay attention to those pancakes before you burn them. 
Miraculously, the pancakes did not burn. Which is more than I can say for my chicken pot pie lunch.
Marina = amused by my lack of cooking skills. 
After showering, she goes to the park and eats salad.
Marina: And it was good too.
*Wishes to eat cobbler with grapes*
How can you still be hungry? You JUST ate. Twice.
Marina: Leave me alone. I’m pregnant.
You gonna use that as an excuse for everything?
Marina: Milking it for all it’s worth. 
I don’t know if women as heavily pregnant as you should be doing that.
Marina: Whee! I’m flying.
I’ll say. 
Aaand . . .The honeymoon is and VJ must go back to work and spend the day sucking up to Nancy Landgraab. He looks super thrilled about it. /sarcasm
VJ: That woman tries to grab more than the interns land, that’s for sure. Oh mighty power from above, grant me patience to deal with this infernal woman.
I’ll see what I can do, sweet cheeks. 
So, how was work today.
VJ: I’ve decided to go into politics.
That bad, huh?
VJ: I’m going to clean out. . . uh, I mean, clean up the government.
Sure sure. ;) 
With the money Vj made on his last day in the business career, I finished the nursery. It’s nothing special, just four walls and a crib. I wanted to add a rug but we ran out of money. 
VJ heads back to the library to finish reading the pregnancy book.
He is joined by Bebe Bunch (nee Hart) in maternity wear. I don’t think she’s pregnant. She recently had a baby girl named Olga with her husband *does quick check* Ethan Bunch. Maybe little Olga can be friends with our baby-to-be.
Bebe is reading "I’m Still Cool." XD 
Marina: *rubs belly* Aww
She does this all the time.
Especially when she’s thinking about food. She did it twice in a row on her way to get leftover salad. 
You’ve been home all day, why haven’t you done the dishes.
Marina: Mmm. Salad. plusplus 
So I heard piercing scream and i zoom over to Marina to see what happened. She’d broken the toilet. Really? over reaction much?
Marina: Pregnant women need their toilet.
*rolls eyes*
Then fix it. 
Marina: But I’m. . .
Don’t even say it.
So she fixed the toilet. 
Which immediately sent her into labor.
Marina: AHHHwhatifitgrowsuptobeapoliticialAHHH
Your husband just joined the political career. 
Marina: What? 
Marina: *horrified* 
I’m gone kick some ass.
This would be a good time to remind everyone that I chose to name this generation after child pop stars of present and past. Soo. . . 
After about 3 hours of screaming and grunting in the bathroom we meet little Miley (Cyrus) Godfrey. So sweet.
I was certain we were going to have a boy after Marina made those apple pancakes. 
VJ shows his good for nothing side and manages to sleep through the whole thing. 
Marina is really not happy with VJ right now.
Marina: He missed the birth of our child and joined the political field without telling me.
To be fair, he only joined it about 12 hours ago, and he was really tired when he got home.
Marina: He had the perfect opportunity to tell me over dinner. But he didn’t, did he?
*shrugs* 
So apparently a 2X3 nursery is too small to allow interaction with the baby. So I moved the crib outside because we can’t afford to extend the walls. Miley loves the outdoors anyway so she should be just fine.
VJ finally wakes up and rushes off to work without sparing a backwards glance at the newest addition to the household, or even so much as noticing.
Marina: I hate politicians.
I’m gonna go ahead and end it here, because it seems like as good place as any. I managed to make this very nearly twice as long as the last update.
So come back next time for birthdays and find out. . .
Will Miley have that awesome purple hair?
Will Marina and VJ be good parents?
Will he ever even notice Miley’s existence?
Will VJ’s political career destroy their marriage?
Only time will tell.
Suggestions are always welcome and appreciated.
