Your first look at the world when you are born, is something you don't remember, but are always told about.
And sometimes, when your born, you're a twenty-something year old woman who ends up in front of a hot pink house.
If that is indeed the case, your in a legacy. And that smile on your face will soon fade. ;)
Rosie: I'm so very frightened, I'm just going to smile until the voices leave.Oh, this is going to be fun.
Everyone, I would like you to meet Rose Petal Sugar (Rosie)
Now, her traits are:
Family-Oriented, Good, Hopeless Romantic, Childish, & Artistic.
Her LTW is to be Master of the Arts.
And her favorites include:
Indie music, Fruit Parfait, and Hot Pink (Hence the house) & She's a Leo.
Now, when I say she likes hot pink, I'm flippin' kidding.
Check out the inside of her "home".
Rosie: ITS STILL THERE!
What is dear?
Rosie: The voice . . . you.
Oh, I'm going to be with you until you die, and then when you pop out of your little grave, I'll still be there.
Rosie: W.T.F.
It's ohkay, most of the other legacy people react the same way.
Rosie: I'm so confused
I would be insulted if you weren't.
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Over the course of 3 day I managed to get her to level 3 of painting and guitar.
I also decided that he is going to master as many skills as possible!
So I got her working on her garden.
Rosie's garden included an apple tree, grape bush, and a tomato vine.
Pretty nifty if you ask me.
I didn't feel the need to get her a job, I mean what with her being a future mom and all so I just figured she could paint alot and sell them.
Rosie: I'm sorry, what?
What?
Rosie: I'm going to be a mom?
. . . Yes . . .
Rosie: Oh, well nobody clarified that for me, and considering your the only one I talk to I figured you would tell me . . .
Oh, right, well . . . This is awkward. Umm, your have to have kids and umm . . . get married and that kind of stuff.
Rosie: I'm not sure have how I feel about that . . .
Not like you have a choice .
Rosie: What was that?
Oh nothing . . .
After painting for a while I fed her and then I needed to figure out what to do.
Rosie: *cracks knuckles* LETS DO THIS!
. . . . What is wrong with you?
Rosie: I-I don't want to talk about it.
Right . . . Well, anyways, lets go talk to some neighbors see if we can't get you recognized.
Rosie: OH MAN! HUMANS!
Yea . . . . So, instead of bar hopping we went neighbor hopping.
Since Rosie lived on the suburban side of town she lived near all the rich people, who are famous and whatnot.
VoiceBox: We're sorry, we don't know you please leave!
Rosie: THE HELL?! *smashesbutton*
*2 Hours Later . . .*
Rosie: I think my finger is broken! Jesus, it hurts!
You do realize that some famous guy is coming up the driveway, right?
Rosie: Oh well . . . This is awkward.
Rosie: BOOO! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
What the hell are you 'boo'ing at?
Rosie: I'm not entirely sure, to be honest.
Please, just go make conversation.
Rosie: Will do, boss.
Rosie: . . . Will you be my baby's daddy?
Tom: Wasssgoood, ma? I would love to, but, you see, I got an insane wife who will literally
kill me in my sleep for talking to you.
Rosie: . . . what?
Tom: OH DAYUM! GIRL YOU A SUPA STARR!
I haven't really played around with NL all that much so I didn't know how to go about making someone famous . . . as it seems, you just have to talk to someone famous. Who would of though, eh?
Rosie: Am I freakin' sparkling?
Tom: Nahh, they went away.
Rosie: So, you're saying you can't be my baby's daddy, right?
Tom: That is indeed correct.
Rosie: Sooooooooo . . . then can I have your autograph?
Tom: Sure, it's the least I can do.
Kind, of pathetic Rose.
Eventually, Tom asked her to leave and she did happily as B-List star!
And for some odd reason . . . she casually walked in without a problem.
Rosie: THIS IS SHIT! I GOT DRESSED UP FOR THIS!
Rosie: Oh my God. You weren't lying! *ENHALES DEEPLY*
Yes, it is indeed my own sim Joshua Moon.
Rosie: OMG! YEA BUDDIIEEEEEEE! Put in a good word for me!He doesn't know who I am.
Rosie: . . . You're dead to me.
Josh: I'm sorry, I couldn't help but notice you were sniffing me, and unfortunately my girlfriend Smuzie is the only one aloud to do that, but I very much appreciate the gesture.
Rosie: Who did you say your girlfriends was?
. . . This is awkward.
Rosie: Why?
No reason.
Josh: My girlfriend is Smuzie.
Rosie: Hmm, I feel like I know who you're talking about . . .
No, you don't.
Rosie: No, no, I think I do.
Josh: Who are you talking to?
Rosie: Voice.
Josh: Riiiiiiiight. Look, I have to go save my goldfish from drowning.
Rosie: Oh, ohkay, well, it was nice to meet you Josh!
Josh: *mutters* Wish I could say the same . . .Rosie: Huh?
Josh: Nice meeting you too!
Rosie: WELL BYE!
Rosie: I got turned down twice in one night . . . I wanna go home!Yea, why not.
Rosie: Hey! Voice! 
With her emotionally inclined threat she went to sleep still single and still . . . without a family.
WAKE UP! I GOT MARRIED! AND THEN I HAD A BABY!
Rosie: Yay, nourishment! 
Looking spiffy!Good, now let go congratulate Smuzie!
I lived right down the street, so Rose ran there to see me going up the drive way.
Rosie: LET ME IN! I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!Smuzie: Shut. Up.
Unfortunately, He crawled back into the house before I could get a good picture of him
Rosie: . . . You again!
Rosie: I'm . . . so alone. IT IS SO COLD!
I would like everyone to meet, Dylan Sommers!
Sadly, Rosie comletely and totally rejected him.
Aww! Meant to be! ♥
Yay! For romantic interactions! :D
Rosie: Tee-Hee.
Rosie: There something not on your face?
Cuties! ^-^ ☺
Woah, you guys work fast.Unfortunatly, there was no room for him to continue living here . . .
Dueces Dylan! (:
Rosie: BLURGLEFLURGUL!Ewwieee!
Rosie: OH!
