The Alpha Legacy! two.point.five
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stillonmystringLast time: Amelia became a fabulous and fierce and, okay, maybe slightly full of herself teenager who promptly took to terrorizing her brother, Adrian, to show him just how much more awesome than him she truly is. Ambrose also was so overtaken with sibling rivalry towards Adrian that he punched clean through a door to get to him. I'm not sure what they've got against the poor kid, apart from the fact that he is, sadly, much more boring than the two of them. In the meantime, Adam became an adult and moved out, August tried and failed to skip school and pissed off the ever-cranky Piggy by trying to clean up her literal pigsty of a living area and Tally and Royce, unsurprisingly, pretty much just acted like children and pretended like their actual children didn't exist. And, did I mention, Amelia is fucking awesome? Because she totally is.
Amelia and August are about to engage in a game of rock, paper, scissors of such epic proportions that they had to relocate themselves to a completely empty room in the house to do it. Watch out, this is going to be intense!
Amelia: HAHA! YES! I WIN AGAIN!
August: Damn it... Why does this always have to happen? Can't I be better than her just once? Once, that's all I'm asking for, really!
August: Yeah, well, I'm more awesome than you because... because I get straight A's in school! Yeah, that's right! Try and beat that one!
Amelia: Seriously, you think that's impressive? I get straight A's too, idiot, it's not all that difficult. Try again, loser.
Amelia: Okay, I know! I'm more awesome than you because I've actually made out with a real, live human being and not my pillow. By the way, how is that working out for you? Have you managed to find yourself a girl yet who isn't completely repulsed by the sight of you?
August: Listen, you'd better shut up right now! You know that's a sore subject for me, alright?!?
Amelia: Okay, okay, I'll leave it alone. After all, we've already concluded that I'm the most awesome so there's really no point in discussing it further anyway. It would only result in massive humiliation on your part and, honestly, I've got better things to do with my time right now as appealing as the prospect is. So we'll come back to this later then, agreed?
In the meantime, while his siblings are discussing mere kisses, August is taking it one step further with Aurelia here. I guess they managed to settle that Harry Potter debate they were having the last time we saw them. Good for them.
Of course as soon as Amelia gets word of her brother's activities, she has to go and match him as soon as possible. She can't be letting these boys get ahead of her. She's got a reputation as head bitch of the household to uphold, after all.
So, um, all of these pictures are from so long ago that I sort of forgot whether these two actually had any purpose or not. Maybe they're just meant to show off Tally and Royce as adults one last time because, drumroll please...
They've gotten old already! Maybe responsibility and maturity will finally come in their old age... yeah, probably not.
Amelia: Holy shit, Dad, what the fuck happened to you?!? Jesus, you're looking rough these days!
Elder Tally post-makeover. Thankfully still as adorable as ever. Piggy though... I don't think it's actually possible but she looks like she's gotten fatter since the last time we saw her. Or maybe I'm just so aggravated with her at this point that I'm just overly anxious for her to kick the bucket. Sorry but she's a pest.
And here's elder Royce, who seems to be quite a distressing sight to poor Adrian's eyes.
Adrian: NO WAY, THAT IS NOT MY DAD! MY DAD IS AN OLD FOGIE NOW?!? WHAT HAS THIS WORLD COME TO???
In other news, August is still trying to prove that he's awesomer than anyone else in the family in at least one measly little area. So his next chosen attempt to prove himself? A dance-off with the neighborhood's best and brightest, naturally!
The first round sadly didn't go so well. But August won't go down without a fight this time, oh no! He's going to give it another shot.
August: You are so going down, you smug douchebag. I'm tired of losing at everything to everyone, goddamnit!
SUCCESS! Hmm... maybe now that he's proven his talent on the dancefloor, he can find a lady who truly appreciates said talents. Let's hope so. He may have a hopelessly optimistic demeanor normally but I'm not sure that will last much longer in the face of such torment at the hands of his sister. Such torment that is far from ceasing any time soon...
Amelia: 1
August: 0
Amelia: Haha, you lose again. You should just give up now while you've still got some dignity left, seriously. It's just going to get worse from here.
I hate to say it... but I think you really should have listened to your sister this time. Poor guy.
Back inside, Amelia stumbles upon Ambrose playing video games all by his lonesome and realizes that she's been a bit unbalanced in her torture methods lately. She's been spending far too much time tormenting August and letting him slip away scot-free! Well, no more! She must defeat him and put him back in his place immediately!
Ambrose: No, really, sis... I'm doing fine here by myself. You really don't have to play. Really.
Amelia: What are you, some kind of pansy?!? There's no way you're talking me out of this. Now shut your trap and start a new game!
Ambrose: Damn my life to hell, this is not going to end well.
Amelia: WOOHOO! I WIN AGAIN! BEND OVER AND KISS MY ASS, LOSER, BECAUSE I. AM. THE. MOTHERFUCKING. QUEEN!
Ambrose: No, this can't be happening! You cheated, I know you did! I demand a rematch!
Amelia: Sorry, bro, I won fair and square. Sucks to be you. Bye now!
Ambrose: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!
Amelia: HOW DO I LOVE ME?!?
Amelia: LET ME COUNT THE WAYS!
Ahem. Moving on to other things, it was finally time for Adrian's birthday to roll around again. Apparently, the realization that he never really had any chance of being heir has finally just set in and he's a little upset at the moment.
Well, at least he's still got his looks. Can't he be content in knowing that it was only his complete lack of a personality that doomed him and not any physical imperfection?
Apparently not. Because he's still trying to win me over by proving that he actually has a brain behind those chiseled cheekbones. Though, judging by how confused he looks, I'm not even sure he's holding that book rightside-up. Kudos for trying?
He soon gives up on any intellectual pursuits to challenge his mother to a water balloon fight. What I said earlier about Tally growing older and wiser? Yeah, color me surprised that only one of those things actually proved true.
Adrian: Let's see if you can handle my killer arm, you saggy old lady! Take this!
Tally: Oh god... no air... can't breathe. I think you just gave me a heart attack, you idiot!
Tally: HAHA, JUST JOSHIN' YA, SWEETIE! YOU THROW LIKE A LITTLE GIRL, YOU PUSSY! NOW LET ME REALLY HAVE IT!
Amelia invited Rosemarie over for a little late night woohoo session but, unfortunately, her father spoiled the mood by stealing his own bed away from them. Where in the world are they going to do it now?!?
Amelia: It's okay. Don't worry about him. We just have to be really quiet!
Rosemarie: Um... you know... I'm really not sure this is such a good idea.
Amelia: FUCK YOU GUYS! WAY TO EMBARRASS ME IN FRONT OF MY GIRLFRIEND! I MIGHT AS WELL JUST SHOOT MYSELF NOW AND END THIS MISERY!
Rosemarie: Calm down, we can just do it tomorrow, no big deal, okay? By the way, have you seen your brother, Adam, lately by any chance?
Now that she's dominated Ambrose at video games she has to go back to her favorite punching bag, August, and humiliate him some more too.
August: I AM NOT GOING TO LET YOU BEAT ME THIS TIME, BITCH! JUST WATCH! I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!
Amelia: In your dreams, you little fucker! I win again! NOW SUCK ON THAT!
August: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!
August: Why is my life so unfair? What did I ever do to deserve this misery?!?
I think the poor kid's facade is finally starting to crack. Maybe I should intervene before he goes all psycho killer on the rest of the family while they're sleeping...
OH SHIT AM I TOO LATE?!? HAS HE ALREADY COMMITTED HIS FIRST MURDER??? Oh, it's just Piggy finally succumbing to either old age or the consequences of her slovenly ways. I think Tally's the only one shedding any tears over this loss. Adrian certainly isn't. He actually looks a little too happy to be having a face-to-face encounter with the Grim Reaper. Apparently, he shares my feelings on this matter.
Tally: OH GOD MY LOVELY LITTLE PIGGY WHY HAVE YOU BEEN TAKEN FROM ME SO SOON?!?
You know... I have this nagging feeling that she's more devastated about the cat than she would be for any of her actual children.
Okay, I guess I spoke too soon about the little fucker's impact. Because Royce is pretty upset too. But that could also just be the dementia starting to settle in.
Goodbye, Piggy. I have to admit you kept me entertained even if I wanted to kill you most days. Now go bother everybody in the afterlife instead. I'm sure they'll appreciate you much more than I do. And if not... well, too bad, because they're kind of stuck, aren't they?
Tally: I will just sit silently in this chair for as long as it takes me to mourn my sweet baby's death. Hours, days, months. I will not budge an inch in honor of her premature passing!
Ambrose: Hey, Mom, wanna play red hands with me?
Tally: OH MY GOD YES I LOVE RED HANDS!
Well, that mourning period sure lasted a long time. Approximately five minutes. Impressive.
Back to August and his poor, tortured soul, I think he's managed to finally find a girl who suits his very selective tastes!
Her name is Dollie and days before his transition into adulthood, she agrees to be the recipient of his very first kiss.
And I think she actually enjoyed it! August certainly did. Look at how lovestruck he is. I hope this girl is as crazy over him as he is over her because I doubt he's going to let her get away from him now that he's caught her.
LOL. Amelia even takes her bully-esque ways to school with her. At least she's using them for a good cause, right? Ah, who am I kidding, I would still love her even if she had more sinister motives. You go ahead and whoop some ass, girl!
At home, she's decided to try her hand at toy-making. For no particular reason, really. It just looked like fun to her, I guess.
And I suppose all that hitting and banging at solid objects is a more healthy way to deal with her anger issues. Though I'm not sure she quite knows how to accurately wield that hammer. Maybe there'll be a bloodbath in this family's future yet.
Amelia: I LOVE YOU, MISS BRICKY, YES I DO! YOU ARE THE CUTEST LITTLE BRICK IN THE WORLD!
This would be adorable if it wasn't so creepy. I think we need to get her real girlfriend around here before she starts doing more than just talking to an inanimate object, if you catch my drift.
Amelia: Hey, Mom, wanna dance with me? Come on, it'll be fun!
Tally: You know what, honey, I'm gonna have to pass on that offer.
August: HAHA, YOU JUST GOT TOTALLY OWNED!
Amelia: B-b-but no one ever rejects me!
Amelia: Am I starting to lose my charm? Oh god, I can't even fathom the thought! I am doomed without my charm! Doomed, I tell you!
To get her mojo back, she had to go challenge August to another hardcore video game battle.
Amelia: Come on, let's go at it. You and me, one round, winner takes all. What do you say?
August: Yeah, how about no.
Because he's got better things to do with his time now. Like mack on his girlfriend.
August: Yeah, you heard me, brother, I've got a girlfriend now! I don't see yours anywhere around here. What'd she do, break up with you because you're such a lame-ass Harry Potter nerd?
August has got a point. Ambrose hasn't been spending much time with his girl lately. Instead, he's been preoccupied with catching fireflies...
And making friends with wolves. Yeah, you know, I think he could really do with some human contact right about now.
Ambrose: Oh, thank god you're here! I missed you so much I just about made out with a werewolf! Hey, speaking of, you aren't by chance a fan of Twilight, are you? Tell me you're Team Jacob, please! I don't think I can bear it if you aren't.
Egads. I think I need to introduce Ambrose to some more mature literature. Well, maybe his tastes will mature now that he's...
ALL GROWN UP! And caught in the middle of chewing a massive bite of food. Classy.
Of course August has grown up too and remains as adorably optimistic as ever!
I grew up Dollie too and gave her a makeover just to see if she would turn out to be acceptable spouse material. And she's totally adorable!
TOTALLY. ADORABLE.
Um, and now a random shot of their feet because I enjoy outfits with cute shoes but then never get to show off said cute shoes. So here they are!
Amelia: Oh, hey, bro, I really hope you aren't using that cute girlfriend of yours to try and steal the throne away from me because sorry to tell you, it's totally not happening. Nice try, though!
Actually, Amelia's partially right and partially wrong. August won't be taking the coveted heir spot away from Her Highness but he will be staying in the house for awhile because I want to see what cute babies he and Dollie can produce! He is very excited about this development and, I'm sure, can't wait to rub it in his little sister's face.
Ambrose, meanwhile, tried to convince me that he deserved to stay too by busting out some killer dance moves but he didn't quite succeed. Apart from the dancing, he hasn't got much else going in his favor. So he'll be let loose in the neighborhood as his older brothers were. No hard feelings though, hopefully.
Amelia and August are about to engage in a game of rock, paper, scissors of such epic proportions that they had to relocate themselves to a completely empty room in the house to do it. Watch out, this is going to be intense!
Amelia: HAHA! YES! I WIN AGAIN!
August: Damn it... Why does this always have to happen? Can't I be better than her just once? Once, that's all I'm asking for, really!
August: Yeah, well, I'm more awesome than you because... because I get straight A's in school! Yeah, that's right! Try and beat that one!
Amelia: Seriously, you think that's impressive? I get straight A's too, idiot, it's not all that difficult. Try again, loser.
Amelia: Okay, I know! I'm more awesome than you because I've actually made out with a real, live human being and not my pillow. By the way, how is that working out for you? Have you managed to find yourself a girl yet who isn't completely repulsed by the sight of you?
August: Listen, you'd better shut up right now! You know that's a sore subject for me, alright?!?
Amelia: Okay, okay, I'll leave it alone. After all, we've already concluded that I'm the most awesome so there's really no point in discussing it further anyway. It would only result in massive humiliation on your part and, honestly, I've got better things to do with my time right now as appealing as the prospect is. So we'll come back to this later then, agreed?
In the meantime, while his siblings are discussing mere kisses, August is taking it one step further with Aurelia here. I guess they managed to settle that Harry Potter debate they were having the last time we saw them. Good for them.
Of course as soon as Amelia gets word of her brother's activities, she has to go and match him as soon as possible. She can't be letting these boys get ahead of her. She's got a reputation as head bitch of the household to uphold, after all.
So, um, all of these pictures are from so long ago that I sort of forgot whether these two actually had any purpose or not. Maybe they're just meant to show off Tally and Royce as adults one last time because, drumroll please...
They've gotten old already! Maybe responsibility and maturity will finally come in their old age... yeah, probably not.
Amelia: Holy shit, Dad, what the fuck happened to you?!? Jesus, you're looking rough these days!
Elder Tally post-makeover. Thankfully still as adorable as ever. Piggy though... I don't think it's actually possible but she looks like she's gotten fatter since the last time we saw her. Or maybe I'm just so aggravated with her at this point that I'm just overly anxious for her to kick the bucket. Sorry but she's a pest.
And here's elder Royce, who seems to be quite a distressing sight to poor Adrian's eyes.
Adrian: NO WAY, THAT IS NOT MY DAD! MY DAD IS AN OLD FOGIE NOW?!? WHAT HAS THIS WORLD COME TO???
In other news, August is still trying to prove that he's awesomer than anyone else in the family in at least one measly little area. So his next chosen attempt to prove himself? A dance-off with the neighborhood's best and brightest, naturally!
The first round sadly didn't go so well. But August won't go down without a fight this time, oh no! He's going to give it another shot.
August: You are so going down, you smug douchebag. I'm tired of losing at everything to everyone, goddamnit!
SUCCESS! Hmm... maybe now that he's proven his talent on the dancefloor, he can find a lady who truly appreciates said talents. Let's hope so. He may have a hopelessly optimistic demeanor normally but I'm not sure that will last much longer in the face of such torment at the hands of his sister. Such torment that is far from ceasing any time soon...
Amelia: 1
August: 0
Amelia: Haha, you lose again. You should just give up now while you've still got some dignity left, seriously. It's just going to get worse from here.
I hate to say it... but I think you really should have listened to your sister this time. Poor guy.
Back inside, Amelia stumbles upon Ambrose playing video games all by his lonesome and realizes that she's been a bit unbalanced in her torture methods lately. She's been spending far too much time tormenting August and letting him slip away scot-free! Well, no more! She must defeat him and put him back in his place immediately!
Ambrose: No, really, sis... I'm doing fine here by myself. You really don't have to play. Really.
Amelia: What are you, some kind of pansy?!? There's no way you're talking me out of this. Now shut your trap and start a new game!
Ambrose: Damn my life to hell, this is not going to end well.
Amelia: WOOHOO! I WIN AGAIN! BEND OVER AND KISS MY ASS, LOSER, BECAUSE I. AM. THE. MOTHERFUCKING. QUEEN!
Ambrose: No, this can't be happening! You cheated, I know you did! I demand a rematch!
Amelia: Sorry, bro, I won fair and square. Sucks to be you. Bye now!
Ambrose: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!
Amelia: HOW DO I LOVE ME?!?
Amelia: LET ME COUNT THE WAYS!
Ahem. Moving on to other things, it was finally time for Adrian's birthday to roll around again. Apparently, the realization that he never really had any chance of being heir has finally just set in and he's a little upset at the moment.
Well, at least he's still got his looks. Can't he be content in knowing that it was only his complete lack of a personality that doomed him and not any physical imperfection?
Apparently not. Because he's still trying to win me over by proving that he actually has a brain behind those chiseled cheekbones. Though, judging by how confused he looks, I'm not even sure he's holding that book rightside-up. Kudos for trying?
He soon gives up on any intellectual pursuits to challenge his mother to a water balloon fight. What I said earlier about Tally growing older and wiser? Yeah, color me surprised that only one of those things actually proved true.
Adrian: Let's see if you can handle my killer arm, you saggy old lady! Take this!
Tally: Oh god... no air... can't breathe. I think you just gave me a heart attack, you idiot!
Tally: HAHA, JUST JOSHIN' YA, SWEETIE! YOU THROW LIKE A LITTLE GIRL, YOU PUSSY! NOW LET ME REALLY HAVE IT!
Amelia invited Rosemarie over for a little late night woohoo session but, unfortunately, her father spoiled the mood by stealing his own bed away from them. Where in the world are they going to do it now?!?
Amelia: It's okay. Don't worry about him. We just have to be really quiet!
Rosemarie: Um... you know... I'm really not sure this is such a good idea.
Amelia: FUCK YOU GUYS! WAY TO EMBARRASS ME IN FRONT OF MY GIRLFRIEND! I MIGHT AS WELL JUST SHOOT MYSELF NOW AND END THIS MISERY!
Rosemarie: Calm down, we can just do it tomorrow, no big deal, okay? By the way, have you seen your brother, Adam, lately by any chance?
Now that she's dominated Ambrose at video games she has to go back to her favorite punching bag, August, and humiliate him some more too.
August: I AM NOT GOING TO LET YOU BEAT ME THIS TIME, BITCH! JUST WATCH! I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS!
Amelia: In your dreams, you little fucker! I win again! NOW SUCK ON THAT!
August: FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!
August: Why is my life so unfair? What did I ever do to deserve this misery?!?
I think the poor kid's facade is finally starting to crack. Maybe I should intervene before he goes all psycho killer on the rest of the family while they're sleeping...
OH SHIT AM I TOO LATE?!? HAS HE ALREADY COMMITTED HIS FIRST MURDER??? Oh, it's just Piggy finally succumbing to either old age or the consequences of her slovenly ways. I think Tally's the only one shedding any tears over this loss. Adrian certainly isn't. He actually looks a little too happy to be having a face-to-face encounter with the Grim Reaper. Apparently, he shares my feelings on this matter.
Tally: OH GOD MY LOVELY LITTLE PIGGY WHY HAVE YOU BEEN TAKEN FROM ME SO SOON?!?
You know... I have this nagging feeling that she's more devastated about the cat than she would be for any of her actual children.
Okay, I guess I spoke too soon about the little fucker's impact. Because Royce is pretty upset too. But that could also just be the dementia starting to settle in.
Goodbye, Piggy. I have to admit you kept me entertained even if I wanted to kill you most days. Now go bother everybody in the afterlife instead. I'm sure they'll appreciate you much more than I do. And if not... well, too bad, because they're kind of stuck, aren't they?
Tally: I will just sit silently in this chair for as long as it takes me to mourn my sweet baby's death. Hours, days, months. I will not budge an inch in honor of her premature passing!
Ambrose: Hey, Mom, wanna play red hands with me?
Tally: OH MY GOD YES I LOVE RED HANDS!
Well, that mourning period sure lasted a long time. Approximately five minutes. Impressive.
Back to August and his poor, tortured soul, I think he's managed to finally find a girl who suits his very selective tastes!
Her name is Dollie and days before his transition into adulthood, she agrees to be the recipient of his very first kiss.
And I think she actually enjoyed it! August certainly did. Look at how lovestruck he is. I hope this girl is as crazy over him as he is over her because I doubt he's going to let her get away from him now that he's caught her.
LOL. Amelia even takes her bully-esque ways to school with her. At least she's using them for a good cause, right? Ah, who am I kidding, I would still love her even if she had more sinister motives. You go ahead and whoop some ass, girl!
At home, she's decided to try her hand at toy-making. For no particular reason, really. It just looked like fun to her, I guess.
And I suppose all that hitting and banging at solid objects is a more healthy way to deal with her anger issues. Though I'm not sure she quite knows how to accurately wield that hammer. Maybe there'll be a bloodbath in this family's future yet.
Amelia: I LOVE YOU, MISS BRICKY, YES I DO! YOU ARE THE CUTEST LITTLE BRICK IN THE WORLD!
This would be adorable if it wasn't so creepy. I think we need to get her real girlfriend around here before she starts doing more than just talking to an inanimate object, if you catch my drift.
Amelia: Hey, Mom, wanna dance with me? Come on, it'll be fun!
Tally: You know what, honey, I'm gonna have to pass on that offer.
August: HAHA, YOU JUST GOT TOTALLY OWNED!
Amelia: B-b-but no one ever rejects me!
Amelia: Am I starting to lose my charm? Oh god, I can't even fathom the thought! I am doomed without my charm! Doomed, I tell you!
To get her mojo back, she had to go challenge August to another hardcore video game battle.
Amelia: Come on, let's go at it. You and me, one round, winner takes all. What do you say?
August: Yeah, how about no.
Because he's got better things to do with his time now. Like mack on his girlfriend.
August: Yeah, you heard me, brother, I've got a girlfriend now! I don't see yours anywhere around here. What'd she do, break up with you because you're such a lame-ass Harry Potter nerd?
August has got a point. Ambrose hasn't been spending much time with his girl lately. Instead, he's been preoccupied with catching fireflies...
And making friends with wolves. Yeah, you know, I think he could really do with some human contact right about now.
Ambrose: Oh, thank god you're here! I missed you so much I just about made out with a werewolf! Hey, speaking of, you aren't by chance a fan of Twilight, are you? Tell me you're Team Jacob, please! I don't think I can bear it if you aren't.
Egads. I think I need to introduce Ambrose to some more mature literature. Well, maybe his tastes will mature now that he's...
ALL GROWN UP! And caught in the middle of chewing a massive bite of food. Classy.
Of course August has grown up too and remains as adorably optimistic as ever!
I grew up Dollie too and gave her a makeover just to see if she would turn out to be acceptable spouse material. And she's totally adorable!
TOTALLY. ADORABLE.
Um, and now a random shot of their feet because I enjoy outfits with cute shoes but then never get to show off said cute shoes. So here they are!
Amelia: Oh, hey, bro, I really hope you aren't using that cute girlfriend of yours to try and steal the throne away from me because sorry to tell you, it's totally not happening. Nice try, though!
Actually, Amelia's partially right and partially wrong. August won't be taking the coveted heir spot away from Her Highness but he will be staying in the house for awhile because I want to see what cute babies he and Dollie can produce! He is very excited about this development and, I'm sure, can't wait to rub it in his little sister's face.
Ambrose, meanwhile, tried to convince me that he deserved to stay too by busting out some killer dance moves but he didn't quite succeed. Apart from the dancing, he hasn't got much else going in his favor. So he'll be let loose in the neighborhood as his older brothers were. No hard feelings though, hopefully.
