Hello everyone, and welcome back to my TS3 Legacy. We’re at generation 9, so close to the finish line, yet as I mentioned last time, this save has been hell to play ever since I got my shiny new laptop. Nine generations of family ask for more memory than TS3 knows what to deal with, the junkie. But we press on…
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Ashes to Ashes: Prologue
My life should be a dream, really. A fairytale come to life.
“But little does this Snow White know…”
(TW: suicide, abuse)
TS3 Legacy: Love or Hostage?
Hello everyone and welcome back to my TS3 legacies. I’ve been trying to work on this post for weeks now, something not helped by Sims 3 and my new laptop having disagreements with each other. Sims 3 loooooves to ask for more memory than it actually knows how to handle, and unfortunately, my laptop can actually meet the request. Lots of crashing and Error Code 12, but anyway!
Last time we were here, evil heir Bruce Whelohff permanently slipped into death’s clutches, his last living evil deed being to glitch up Grim royally. We finally moved in Nicole’s beau, Dan, and at the request of his parent Bex, turned him into a vampire. Because when you have a ten-year-old legacy, you gotta add immortal Sims!
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Look, if I can’t make bad puns, then can I really live?
Welcome back to my TS3 legacy. Last time, we finally had all of the kids we needed, and even managed not to kill any! In fact, Madeleine reached her toddler years unscathed. So let’s see if they can keep that up, eh?
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Hello everyone, and welcome back to my TS3 legacy, last updated over a year ago! Awkward. I was having too much fun having a stressful year and playing my TS4 apocalypse challenge.
Last time, the twins grew up, the cats grew up, and Trent sucked at being a mime. Let’s see how much of this I can write with a headache!
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Oh, how I hate summer. We tend to go from winter straight to summer here, and today it’s humid and in the 80s and I have a throbbing headache. So until the ibuprofen kicks in, I might as well update this poor blog, eh?
So welcome back to my TS3 Legacy! Last time we were here, Trent practiced magic, Jessica gave birth to another kid, and Bruce continued to expose himself to the whole family. I guess you get murder or indecent exposure with this family. Let’s see which one we get today, hm?
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Hello everyone, and welcome back to my TS3 Legacy! Excitedly, with this post (or possibly the next), we will have completely caught up to the game save, and assuming my game stops crashing, I’ll be able to provide live updates instead of guessing what happened in old photos! It’s exciting to me, at least.
Last time, three of our five required kids had survived infancy, a new foal was born, and by some miracle we managed not to kill any guests! Is this family becoming more pacifist?
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Hello everyone, and welcome back to my TS3 Legacy! With NaNoWriMo, a sinus infection, colitis, and trying to do a Coursera Data Analytics course at the same time, I need more procrastination tools than my phone, computer, and soon-to-to-be-usable Playstation. So why not try again to update this blog regularly?
Last time we were here, Trent set the house on fire, the twins grew up, and we killed someone again. Typical day in my Sims game, basically. Now what could they be up to next?
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Hallo Alles, und wilkommen auf meine TS3 Legacy! Last time we were here, Trent Pleasant jointed the family in a traditional pee wedding, then went on a traditional honeymoon to beat up people. We now shall join them and their five hundred ghost slaves.
TS3 Legacy: Rolling with the Wolves
Hello everyone and welcome back to my TS3 Legacy! I’d give you excuses for why I wasn’t around, but truth is, I’m always this flighty with blogs.
Last time we were here, Zo Whelohff had corrupted our gene pool with her gigantic nose, Winston had moved out to continue the corruption, and our heir Emilia was at right of being killed by her imaginary friend. And some pets grew up, blah blah, the usual. Let’s get into it!
Into the Sims 