Hello! Welcome to The Creeper Legacy’s super special WordPress page! I’m (un)known to the Sims world as scarletsimphony. I’ve dabbled in both legacies and WordPress before, but never have I smushed them together to form one… giant TS3 blog of awesome, so we’ll see how this goes. Let’s start the first chapter, shall we?
This is Chad Creeper. Basically I opened CAS, clicked the randomize button, and called it good. He’s an easily impressed loser flirt who doesn’t eat meat and mooches, with a lifetime wish to be a chess legend. Quite a catch, isn’t he? His traits reminded me of one of those perverted, obnoxious, creepy (hence the surname) nerd-in-denial types, which is why his hair and clothes are the way they are.
“Don’t forget to tell them I wear an earring on my STRAIGHT ear.”
Er… that, too, I guess.
I built him a tiny box with a bed and light in it, because I really hate how the graphics are outside. Plus, I figured he could mooch people’s food, toilets, and showers until he’s got his own stuff.
“YO, LANDGRAABS! I’M HERE TO VISIT YOU, OKAY?!”
Um, Chad, normally people just ring the doorbell.
“Yeah, well I ain’t normal people.”
Can’t argue with that.
“So your name’s Malcolm, huh? You look like a lost cause, but I’m sure the rich factor will get you lots of ladies when you’re older.”
“…What are you talking about, mister?”
“Ah, nevermind. Where’s the kitchen?”
“Steak, pork chops… Where’s the good stuff? Lettuce and carrots and tomatoes!”
Beggars can’t be choosers, Chad. Now grab something and scarf it down before we’re kicked out for being inappropriate.
“Oh, gross, meat! Horrible! I think I’m dying! I’m too good looking to die!”
Oh, shut up, it’s fake meat.
If it gets you to stop that, then yes.
RUDE, Kanye! Candi wrote an UGLACY, which is… um… different! MUCH DIFFERENT!
“Who is this tiny, horribly graphicked man and why is he in my picture?”
Surprisingly, Chad, he’s someone who is more obnoxious than you.
“Riiight. Well, can I go look for chicks now?”
“Hey, taxi driver guy. I’m going to look for chicks. Which you can’t do. Because you’re driving me around.”
“I’m married and have children of my own, so I don’t really ca–“
“Yeah, yeah. Yo, can I bum $20?”
“Yeeeeeeah, lookin’ for chicks.”
Isn’t that the creepiest face? He’s staying true to his name, that’s for sure.
“WHERE ARE ALL THE CHICKS?!?!”
Beats me. Hey, look, it’s Geoffery Landgraab, playing chess. LTWCHADGO!
“I don’t like your son.”
“Neither do I.”
Well, we didn’t score a chick, but you did gain a logic point!
“Whatever, I hate you. GOODNIGHT.”
Yeah, go to sleep in your pretty flower panties and your pretty flower bed.
And that’s the end of day one, meaning the end of the first chapter! I wanted to do more, but I also wanted to get this started. Chapter two should be out soon. Thank you for reading, comment if you’d like!