Welcome to Legacyland - where your fondest wishes of knowledge, family, popularity, romance, fortune, and/or growth can come true. Here's our Creator, Founder, and All-Around Hostess ...

Ms. Miss LegacyLand Herself!

"Hmm ... looks like the simoleon is appreciating in value this quarter ..."

Psst! Miss ...!

" ... WHAT?! Kerri Stringer has five-headed baby?!"

MISS!!

"Huh? What? Am I on?"

Yeah ... like a minute ago.

" ... *sigh* ... Someone is going to get fired ... I swear it ..."

It's not going to be ME is it?

"... Ask me again on payday ... Now ... let's get on with this so I can get back to my newspaper."

"We're back in the studio because I want to introduce someone very special. She is the first official inhabitant of Legacyland! May I introduce you all today to ..."

"Laomah Leghaci! We've got Laomah in the studio with us today, and we're going to sit her down (or stand her up) and have a little chat with her ... find out all the ins and outs of her life here so far."

"Hello, Laomah! Welcome to Legacyland and LegacyLand Studios!"

- Hey there, Miss. I'm glad to be here! -

"So tell us a little bit about yourself, Laomah. May I call you Laomah?"

- Laomah is fine. So ... you want me to tell you about me? -

"If you would."

- Well ... as you can tell by my ears and eyes, I'm not exactly a human sim. I was abandoned on SimEarth as a child and was raised in an orphanage. When I turned 18, I decided to stay with the orphanage for a time to help other children get adopted. I really like kids. Then when I turned 21, I decided it was time I get my own life started ... -

"What kinds of things do you enjoy?"

- I like lots of things. But mainly ... I like being the life of the party! I like being friends with everyone, and I hope they want to be my friends. Other than that, there's not too much that I DON'T like. -

"What are your hobbies?"

- Umm ... I haven't really had time or opportunity to develop any ... -

"Well ... why did you come to Legacyland?"

- Because of your advertisement. It sounded like a great place for me to settle and leave my mark on the world. -

"And on that note, why don't we let you tell your story of what your life in Legacyland has been like so far!"

- Sounds like a plan! -

When I first moved in to my new home, I barely had enough room for the essentials. I didn't have any walls - except for a front wall so that people passing in FRONT of my new home couldn't see in ... not that I had a problem with anyone spying on me. I'd like to think I'm fairly open-minded!

Lights? I had two: one in the "bathroom area" and one in the "study area" ... I'm in the "bedroom/kitchen area" ... so that's why it's so dark. I'm working on my memoirs in this picture.

I decided once I had the "essentials" laid down ... that it was time for me to get a job. I started off as a mascot in the Athletic Career track. I look absolutely RIDICULOUS in this costume. But we've all gotta start somewhere, right?

Not long after moving in, (and getting some more walls put up), I met Mr. Mellon. I forget his first name. He seemed like a really sweet, straight-laced, neat guy and everything (he was a mail carrier after all). But I would soon find out how wrong I was ...

We seemed to hit it off really well ... and became fast friends.

In that time, I also met and became friends with Brandi LeTourneau. We're best friends now. She's just TOO WEIRD not to be friends with. *LOL*

And later, I found that my "relationship" with Mr. Mellon was moving forward into a realm I had seldom visited in my youth.

... very seldom. *LOL* But Mr. Mellon wasn't complaining. So I guess it was only natural that I asked him to move in with me. He didn't really contribute any funds to the household ... but that didn't bother me as much as his blatant disregard for cleanliness! He was a TOTAL slob! Puddles everywhere when he took a shower ... books left out ... food all over the counter. I knew this was NOT going to work.

So I told him to hit the pavement. He was pretty gracious when he left ... but then he "mysteriously" disappeared from the neighborhood. I've not heard from him since.

And then I met Amin Sims. He and I have so much in common! I was absolutely amazed by our similarities! He liked red ... I liked green. He had a pointed nose. I had pointed ears. His eyes were blue ... mine were green. It was fate.

And we both liked to dance. We became dancing fools after a while. *LOL*

In the meantime, I got a couple of promotions and managed to finish the basic layout of my home; and I even managed to add walls and windows ... not to mention a ROOF! And the bathroom is actually a ROOM!

Amin and I grew closer and closer ...

... and closer ... So I took a chance ... and asked him to move in with me. My GOD! The man has MAD SKILLS! He's a freelance photographer and brought a nice hefty $10K to my home!

Not long after Amin moved in (and after some major interior decorating) ... we were visited by a burglar. Boy am I glad I splurged and bought the alarm as soon as all my walls were up. Legacyland looks like a safe enough place to live and everything, but there are opportunists EVERYWHERE. Thankfully ... the police showed up and showed that burglar what was what! We even got enough insurance money back to buy a nice new recliner and a replacement television (for the ones that the burglar stole).

And Amin and I were getting SO close to one another. I was starting to get this sneaking suspicion ...

... that I was falling in love with him. And I got the feeling he felt the same about me. I hadn't planned to fall in love so quickly ... but I guess it couldn't be helped. Amin is quite a catch!

So ... I asked him to marry me ... and he accepted!

And this is our home ... practically complete and ready for more! Next ... after we bring some more money in the house ... we're going to get married and have a party!

"And you and Amin are planning on having a family, too ... right?"

- CHILDREN?! -

"Because according to the contract that you yourself signed, article G.E.N.E.S. 101, section 2+1, paragraph 3 - you are to produce at least one heir that will live out his or her life in your home and produce future heirs until 10 generations (or longer)."

"If you do not comply, I'm afraid you'll have to leave LegacyLand."

~ B-but ... ~

"Forfeiting all monies and properties. Are we clear on this?"

- I didn't read the fine print! I had NO idea about this!! -

"Well, I'm telling you now. Will you fulfill your part in this legally binding contract? Or are you out?"

- *sigh* We're in ... -

Miss ... that was cruel ...

"Well ... I'm the Founder to this location. Rules are in place for a reason you know."

"But enough about that. The Leghaci's have consented (as they already did in the contract they signed). Their story will be continued in a later update ..."

You, Miss, are a slave-driver.

"Bite me."

No, thanks.

(TBC ...)