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02 September 2011 @ 11:46 pm
 
 

 
So, because I didn't learn my lesson the first time, have an alien babysitter.
She's at least pretty.



The maid came later. Nice brows, I wonder how you swing.



O___o
WHAT'S THIS. 
She's BATHING her? When she actually NEEDS it?!
Oh, we are SO keeping you.



And Lentil agrees. <33



Hey. Who are you?

Ginger Malfunction: Oh, I'm Paprika's boytoy. 'Sup?

Uh, great. Carry on. And what the hell are you wearing?

Last I remembered, gym shorts don't go well with turtlenecks.



Paprika: Was the sun in your eyes when you got dressed this morning? HAHA, you fail.
Ginger Malfunction: 8|



Oshi.



Paprika: Look, I'm sorry for earlier. I do find wardrobe maladies irresistibly sexy.
Ginger Malfunction: Well, well, about time you noticed.



Steven: What's that weird piano music coming from all of a sudden?
Paprika and Ginger: *smoochies*



Then she asked him to go steady. 
He denied her and left.
YOU ASSHOLE, GINGER. I'm sorry, bby. D:

Paprika: *sniff* Whatevs. I...I can still kill him for BREAKING MY HEART.

Whatever makes you feel better, sweetheart.



Time to sweeten the pot. It's birthday time!



Lentil: Am I gonna be pwetty? *noms fingers nervously*
Don't you worry. <3 I'm sure you'll be beautiful. 



CUTE, I DON'T EVEN.
She's pushing it for heir. I'm not even joking.



Onion's turn.
....Olive? Do you do anything in normal clothing anymore?

Olive: What, is my olive green underwear offending you? >.>

No, it's just that this is your son's birthday party. He's too young to know about strippers yet.

Onion: Can you two STFU so I can age?



Whoa, looking good there, OnioAAAAAAUGH
Lentil: WHAT IN THE EVER LIVING FUCK
Gypsy Fug: TROLOLOLOL BITCHES!



Onion: Ghost. Yeah. Okay. Sweet. :)



Lentil: Do. Not. Want.

I concur.



As I thought - genetic clone of Chives.
However, he's quite the vacant-eyed emo kid in his teen years. Maybe it's all the sleep he 
never got as a toddler. 

Chives' default expression: 8D
Onion's default expression: 8|



YOU BOTH HAVE YOUR OWN ROOMS AND YOUR OWN BEDS. USE THEM, DAMMIT.



...Or you can go throw water balloons at 3am in your pajamas. That works too.



I've never seen someone so happy about water bursting out of their crotch.

Onion: OH SAY CAN YOU SEEEEE :D



Gypsy Fug: I'll get you Spoons. And your little dog, too.

Judging by the way he likes to pee on your grave, I wouldn't count on it.



PEANUT.
We do not pee on the floor and then DRINK FROM THE PUDDLE.
And now you also stink. Good job.

Onion! You skipped school, come down and clean this up.



Onion: Wh-aaat? I...I have to put my hands in THAT? 

Yes.

Onion: You're joking. You've got to be joking. My...nails. I was about to paint them black.
The pee. It will stain them.



Onion: AHAHA. That's so cute!

Cute?



THAT'S IT. BATHTIME.



Peanut: FUCK YOU AND YOUR CLEANLINESS



Right, then. I can't say I'm really surprised.



Olive: TRASHCAN, I'M HOME! 8D
Trashcanoh finally, some action at last >8}



Ginger: Listen, babe, I'm real sorry for walking away like that. Can you forgive me?
Paprika: Maybe in a bit. *attempts to remove his organs with her arms*



Ginger: Ooooh, babe. Do that again. @_@
Paprika: You do realize you no longer have a colon, right?



Uh, derping around your sister when she's trying to woo a guy might not be the best idea, Onion.

Onion: Hurrr.



Ginger: Look, I can NOT date a girl with a creepy emo brother, okay? I just can't.
Paprika: Can I wipe my tears on your pancreas?

SERIOUSLY, DUDE. THREE BOLTS. HAVE YOU NOT HEARD OF THEM.



Paprika: On second thought, get down here. It's braining time.
Ginger: OH HELL NO. *falls in love*

WTF, GUYS. I DON'T EVEN.



Paprika: So, Len, when it's your turn to get a guy, find one that doesn't have a rat's brain.
Chives: So you're saying your guy has a rat's brain and you're still after him?
Lentil: But if he has a rat's brain, that means I can rule the world through him if he's 
influential enough. 
Paprika: You'll do well, grasshopper.



Olive. Calm your ovaries, woman.



Okay, fine, be adorable. <3



Chives's apparent two-bolter high school SUPERGOTH friend.
What the hell is this.



Much, much better.



Just sticking this here because it totally makes a lot of sense.



I don't know what kind of dancing you call that, but Chives likes it.



Olive: Ohh...what if you're my last kid of the legacy? What if I don't get those ten children I wanted? ;_;
Lentil: Do you want more of me? I know how cloning works.

Olive, you suck at getting promotions and you are NOT having ten kids, so yeah. Calm your tits.



Paprika: There's this guy I'm into. Ginger, ever heard of 'im? He's afraid to date me.
Miss Goff: Oh, him. Sweetie, you're barking up the wrong tree.



Miss Goff: He's too dreamy to even consider the less popular crowd.
Chives: How popular does someone in a turtleneck and gym shorts get?



Lentil: Hey, what was Dad doing with the handcuffs last night? He's not a cop.
Chives: Oh, no. I'm not treading that bridge EVER AGAIN. Ask Paprika.
Lentil: Oh, she already told me. I was making you uncomfortable.



Miss Goff: Dude, how old were you when you found out?
Chives: It was...a night I'll never forget.
Lentil: Oh, great. He's going to monologue.



HOW IN THE HELL DID YOU GET KNOCKED UP AGAIN.



Oh, Lentil, you make me love you more every day.
She voluntarily picked up the groceries after no one else in the house would do what I asked them.



Steven: WE NEED TO HAVE AWESOME SEX.
Olive: 8| I'm a little pregnant, if you didn't know. 

....You guys? Are rabbits. Pure and simple. Rabbits.



Lentil: EW YOU SMELL LIKE A TROLL.
Chives: I was on the bike for only an hour! 



Chives: LISTEN, you're even bitchier than Paprika! Only you're quieter about it. 
WHICH PISSES ME OFF.
Lentil: I'm sorry?



Chives: I'M GOING TO SWING YOU SO FAR ACROSS THE LAND YOU'LL HIT THE ATMOSPHERE AND DIE.
Lentil: THIS IS SOOO FUN. 8D



Olive: It's hatching! 

Sigh. Who will it be this time?



Meet Mustard, with Olive's skin, Steven's eyes and hair, and hopefully the last baby of this generation.
Better be.



In case you're wondering, that cloud of dust is Chives and Paprika. I honestly don't know how or why they suddenly 
hate each other's guts.

Olive: Right, just don't step in the placenta while you're at it, kids. *vacates the area*
Steven: Can you guys cut it out long enough for me to get to the kitchen?



I guess nearly killing yourself each day on the bike pays off, Chives. 
And I'm really not sure what Olive's doing back there. Going senile, I suppose.



Chives: I'm watching your every move from now on.
Paprika: Great, so my colon's next on your hit list? 



Onion: I don't know what to do with this. 8|



Birthday time for Lentil. And there's an impessively smaller amount of underwear this time.



That. Is. Gorgeous.
She takes a lot from Steven, I think, since she's nothing like Paprika save for the eyes.



Mini-makeover to give her some freckles like her mother. And now, the moment you've all been waiting for.

COLLEGE.



Lentil in her awesomeness manages to spin into a totally perfect outfit right off the bat. 
Though it's not really her style.

Lentil: Jumpers will be burned.



Paprika, with her hair a tad longer and looking cute and badass as ever.



Onion. Oh gosh, he SMILED.



Chives is ready for some lovin'.



And here's our lovely heir, Lentil Spoon, shown in her usual position of simply not 
giving a shit. This is the stuff of awesome. I'll list her stats next update
because I forgot to write them down. -_-

Next time: COLLEGE.
And, you know. Killing dormies and shit.


 
 
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Austere: pic#112543592austereacademy on September 8th, 2011 12:52 am (UTC)
Aww, thank you! :D And YES, they are my hot emo guys. xD Well, Chives is less emo than Onion, but, you know. bahaha.

OMG YES. I squeed when Lentil grew up just because she looks so much different from the others.
raemia: Caitlin's clamraemia on September 8th, 2011 02:35 am (UTC)
SHRIEK DEAD GYPSY LADY OUT OF NOWHERE. She for real scare me!

I love Lentil! She looks like a supermodel, even as a kid! Her hair is just freaking amazing here :O

Haha I was expecting an heir poll at the end, and when I didn't see one I was like, "oh no how am I supposed to vote for Lentil?!" Thankfully she's already the heir so I don't have to worry! ;D
Austere: pic#103388824austereacademy on September 8th, 2011 12:55 pm (UTC)
Oh, dear God, she literally made me jump since I was zooming in close for a picture of Onion aging up and then BAM DEAD GYPSY WOMAN. It was like a moment out of F.E.A.R. D8 It scared me so much because I'd stuck the grave behind the house and totally forgot I killed her. XD

Aw, yeah, Lentil's got this natural beauty thing going on :D I thought she'd look cuter with the pigtails, but at the same time completely diabilical!

Hehe, I'll do an heir poll next time, count on it. :D For whatever reason it didn't occur to me this time. :p
todachios: vaticantodachios on September 25th, 2011 10:05 pm (UTC)
Oh god, this family xD
I love Onion so much~ and Lentil is absolutely GAWJUS ♥
Austere: pic#103388837austereacademy on October 5th, 2011 05:02 am (UTC)
b'aw, thank you! ^^ Lentil and Onion are my favorites. xD I love Paprika too because she's such a bitch, but Lentil's proving to be even more awesome. I SWEAR I'll have an update soon- blame school. xD