The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans)
Sims player fourteen generation deep into a legacy. Here's their story! Also, art and builds.
My favorite spot of the mansion. I like to think the owner chooses to relax in the little greenhouse hidden among the pine trees, and in the romantic, colorful garden around. Imagine the sound of the fountain in this little enclosed area!
It’s also really pretty at night.
There are also a few mysteries around… an odd-looking scarecrow, a telescope and, if you look for it well enough, a strange old well…
A little dining area, an outside bubble blower with seats washed out by the rain, and a swing set. It’s a cute little garden, perfect to spend time in Spring and Summer.
Home cinema, game of darts, an underground sauna… and an office, because whoever lives there, I like to imagine that they like to have fun, but they’re really all about business.
There’s two missing: one because it’s the same model as the small square one, the other because I absolutely forgot. It’s in the basement. I also forgot the locker rooms.
Huge mansion, I tell you.
Two huge rooms, one smaller one, intended for guests, or a butler — because why not have a butler in such a huge house. They all have an en-suite bathroom.
The master may have a balcony that’s too big too fill, but hey, at least you won’t run out of space. I like to have my sim do yoga there, it’s all clean and peaceful, and above the trees, close to the sky…
The mansion is perfectly at home on the 64×64 in Brindleton Bay, I really love the view. There’s a vast barbecue area, a spot to get massages, and a little campfire. You have to go through this floor to get inside the house, and really, it’s worth it.
So I’ve been working on this mansion, based on a photo someone shared on a facebook group. It took me a while, but I’m really happy with the results, so get ready for the upcoming posts about the tour ❤
My gallery ID is legasimmer, you can find it there 🙂
Luckily, my friend the inn owner taught me how to cook the remedy to this curse on my last trip to Selvadorada. I blast through the doors of the house, and without taking the time to take my coat off, I rummage in my chest to find the proper ingredients, then I get cooking.
How lucky is it that I carry around ancient bone dust across continents! Lucky, or spooky.
And this is the perfect time to be spooky after all?
I’m baffled that this odd stew, frankly made with the most disgusting of items, doesn’t actually taste half bad.
Probably doesn’t taste as good as the candy Cyril thinks he’s been sneaky about stealing. Can’t be sneaky when the bowl basically explodes in your face every time you put your hand in it, Cee.
… Waiting for the remedy to take effect…
Yes!
I am cure! And not just that, I’m washed over by the blessing of well-meaning, ancient gods.
Just on time for Spooky Day.
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 