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Hello! Welcome back to Miller’s Misadventures, where we try to pop out as many babies as possible during adulthood in order to find the ugliest specimen possible to continue on the Miller bloodline! Last time we had little miss Danielle get pregnant from mister Chauncey over there, and now Danielle is in labor.

Chauncey: “Oh god, what do I do! I didn’t know woohoo led to this!”

Well Chauncey, it does, whether you like it or not.

Here are the babies, Kyle and Kahlan. I was very sad that I didn’t see a baby basket, but we can always try again…

Danielle: “What? MORE spawn? I certainly did not sign up for this.”

Well, too bad. You’re a Miller heir. You pop out babies. End of story.

Danielle: “Even creators have to sleep at night. Think on that.”

Man, I just had to have an evil sim be the heir of my Uglacy… Don’t you forget I have the power of boolprop… sort of.

And here’s what I posted before, with Danielle and Chauncey holding Kyle and Kahlan. Chauncey looks like he’s lost his grip on reality. For a family-oriented sim, he doesn’t really look too excited.

And when new sims are born…

.. Old sims will die.

And seriously, she was THIS close to finishing that painting. Friggin’ $1500 that she didn’t impart us with. Man, even my sims rebel against me even in death.

I’m trying, here! You don’t even understand the blights and perils of a creator! I’m working with a family that has a low IQ since they are only in school for all of 5 or 6 days, (and that’s if they don’t age up to children on a Friday night!), and so they have “low grades” even if they did all of their homework. And if they don’t have a low IQ, then they seem to be either depressed or evil.

As a side note, though, I thought it fitting that these guys spend their money wastefully and buy expensive things constantly, with their low IQ and all (and thus the reason why I work my sims to death). And you’ve probably already noticed that I’m not keeping score of mastered skills or other legacy points- I’m just going to consider it successful if I finally get to 10 generations with an ugly looking heir. Srsly. I am trying to max out everyone’s desired skills, but I have low hopes.

Back on track with death!

And note again that good ol’ Grim is stuck outside since the house is too small.

Sigh. I really liked Lakesha’s neat trait. Farewell free maid service D:

So after everyone was incredibly depressed from Lakesha’s death, I decided to try one more time to get married to Chauncey. (After 2 rejections. Gah.)

Danielle: “Marry me, seed-bringer. I need the marriage moodlet in order to advance in the Criminal career.”

Chauncey: “Oh, darling, of course I’ll marry the mother of my children!”

Jeez, Chauncey. You finally seal the deal once babies are involved? Free woohoo and the privilege to live in a Legacy house not enough?

Chauncey: “A man has to have standards, you know.”

You are only alive because the position of slave errr… maid opened up, and the fact that you have the Aspiration Reward “No Bills Ever”. I hate you and your “I-have-no-skills-or-job-and-I-reject-your-heirs-marital-inquiries” bullcrap attitude.

And here’s the pajama 2-second moodlet-enhancing and wedding-gift giving ceremony.

Time to make mo’ babies, my minions! Muhahahahah… And YOU think you’re celebrating your honeymoon. Ha!

Chauncey seems pleased to get his fur-reak on.

Meanwhile, Danielle sparkles into adulthood. She now doesn’t have the same birthday as her sister since she was pregnant whilst Delilah sparkled. That’s nice

Here’s the house after doing some remodeling- the Miller’s don’t have enough money to furnish those empty rooms. They will eventually be a spare bathroom and a study.

And here’s more baby photos- I guess Danielle just likes being in her underwear for whatever reason.

Danielle: “Chauncey, I am on an underwear strike- my mother and father are dead… there is nothing left but my children, and all I want to do is steal candy from them, but the creator doesn’t let me… she denies us everything, even potty training!”

Chauncey: “What’s that sweetie? I’m painting a turtle.”

Danielle: *evil glare*

And here is Kyle and Kahlan, all growed up. It’s hard to tell who is uglier just yet- toddlers are just too darn cute.

Oh the joys of having multiple toddlers at once have been bestowed upon the Miller household yet again.

Oh, Danielle, are you doing some emotional eating during your pregnancy?

Danielle: “Am not! I am as fit as a fiddle.”

Riiiight. It’s not like screaming toddlers that you can’t steal candy from and an old skill-less husband isn’t depressing you or anything.

Danielle: “I’m going to watch Kid’s TV now.”

That’s right, go make me multiple children. You can’t escape your destiny, Danielle!

And on another note, here’s a quick peak at the updated house. I eventually had to switch the dining room and the livingroom so they would actually use the dishwasher, and I did replace all of the windows from what you see here.

Obligitory toddler photo. Aww the little munchkins!

AND OH MY DEAR LAWDDD. Chauncey managed to potty train not only Kahlan, but Kyle as well. I guess you aren’t as useless as I thought…

Chauncey: “It’s for the children, so they don’t have to suffer from this so-called potty damnation.”

Siggh. I guess I don’t hate you as much. But you’re still a slave, no-skills man.





Even though I don’t like you very much, you deserve some shower woo-hoo. Bravo, Chauncey, bravo.

Danielle: “Oh god, the babies are coming! The babies are coming!”

Don’t forget the Hostess treats, Chauncey!

And while Danielle has babies…





Kyle and Kahlan are claimed by the Sparkle Gods, and it seems that, yet again, the boy is too damned pretty for this Uglacy.

Awww yeah! Baby basket! You know what this means!

Triplets! And this has been a rollercoaster of birthday after birthday after birthday after birthday, and so this is the only picture I have of the triplets all together at once. Their names are Jasmine, Joan, and Jack.





And, of course, all of the children grow up in the same night… so here’s Kahlan, growing up into a teenager. All she does is paint in order to fund their reckless spending, and sometimes does homework. And, of course, there’s Delilah in her underwear, off to paint a masterpiece that we’ll be sure to sell.

Ah, the necessity of skankiness in an uglacy.





Here’s Kyle being claimed by the Sparkle God.

Kyle: “Oh, it was as my mother and aunt have told me- the Sparkle God is in my midst! I am chosen!”

Oh, dear…

Why oh why are the boys of this legacy so darn pretty? Sigh.

Delilah: “He’s coming for me!”

Delilah: “And his touch hurts my baaaack…”

And here she is, crazy cat lady sweater and all.

The Sparkle God has been busy!

Here’s Jasmine, Jack, and Joan being touched by His sparkly goodness. It looks like Jasmine and Joan have a case of the Glorious Pointy Nose! The Miller household has finally been blessed with some ugly! Jack, being a boy, is of course normal looking.

And this is all for now! (I know that Kahlan and Kyle are all growed up now, but I thought it was a cute picture to end this chapter with)

And I should have another chapter coming up soon- I apologize that this chapter is a little short. I’ll be sure to get all the traits of the potential heirs next time!

Thanks for reading 🙂

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