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So once upon a time I started an apocalypse, lifted a couple  of careers, posted a few chapters, and wandered away from it. Then the other day I accidentally opened a chapter, and said to myself, “Self, you should get back to that apocalypse.” So, here it is, the most boring college chapter ever.

Torgny (left) and Rina (right) arrived at uni first, both growing up in blue.

They built this lovely house, which is pretty much exactly like the house back home, but on a smaller lot.

Then Rina and Torgny went into the bathroom, and I locked them in.

Once they were safely inside, I moved in eldest child Cainneach. Cainneach has the flu, so he has to remain in isolation until he’s cured.

Since it’s a college house and doesn’t have to have space for babies and such, the kids can spread out a bit. Rina has the basement all to herself.

The first floor is where sims will spend most of their time. It’s got the kitchen and everything necessary for skilling.

The second room has a bedroom for Cainneach. Torgny will eventually have a bedroom, too (so spacious! Private 3×4 bedrooms!) but they ran out of money, so the second floor will have to be built up 2 wall segments at a time.

The 3rd floor is empty for now. Hopefully, as restrictions are unlocked, future generations can have some fun stuff up here.

Poor Cainneach. Stupid flu.

The computer’s going to be in high demand for term papers and skilling creativity, so I rolled to see who got to use it first. Cainneach won, which is good since he can’t do much else in his little isolation room.

Fortunately, he was cured after a little while and was able to rejoin civilization…such as it is.

By the way, majors were rolled for randomly. Rina, obviously, is a Biology major. Cainneach is a Psychology major, and Torgny is an Art major.

“So when we get home, what wish do you want to make on the genie lamp?”

“Torgny, do we have to drag in someone new to explain to you that there is no genie lamp?”

Life consisted of term papers…

Maxing skills…

And of course, eating hamburgers.

Walkbys were befriended, while cheerleaders did their best to freeze to death in the snow.

Rina selected her future spouse.

After days of painstaking work, adding wall segments and painting them two at a time, the second floor was finally completed.

Torgny finished maxing all his skills, and now has nothing to do but sit around looking bored.

Everyone got perfect grades, naturally, because there wasn’t anything to do but study. Fortunately, the professors don’t take points off for stink.

Also, Torgny rerolled his aspiration after sophomore year, and is now a Popularity/Romance sim with a LTW to top the Law Enforcement career.

This brings us up to where I played last summer, the beginning of senior year.

Occasionally the kids do get to have fun, mostly because they complain if their fun bars get too low.

Cainneach only has a couple of charisma points left to max all his skills.

“If one of us gets to lift Medical, I am never washing my hands again.”

As a reminder, I’m using the Unemployment Office handicap, so I don’t know what the kids will be lifting yet.

Rina only has 2 logic points to go to max all her skills!

Torgny got food poisoning. Apparently it’s all Cainneach’s fault.

It’s the second day of the first semester of the year, so we’ll call it Tuesday.

“Well, that was all right, I guess,” Rina thought after her first kiss.

Still, she had responsibilities.

“So, you made my mom a promise, years ago. So after I graduate, will you marry me and help out with the Apocalypse?”

“Oh yeah, I did promise that. Um, are we going to have a lot of kids?”

“Hopefully just two, as long as one’s a girl.”

“Well, all right, then. Call me when you get home, I guess.”

Rina finished maxing all her skills.

Torgny recovered from his food poisoning and made a friend.

1 semester to go!

Torgny started on his last term paper right away.

There’s always plenty of red hands in this family.

The computer is pretty much constantly occupied while the kids do their term papers.

Apparently I missed the pop-up, but Cainneach maxed his creativity! That’s all three kids with max skills!

All three kids are really fantastic plumbers. Like, the best ever.

It occurred to me that Lifetime Happiness would probably be good to know, so the kids studied that while waiting for the semester to be over.

Rina does about 12 assignments each semester. Even after her class bar is full. It keeps her happy, so whatever.

The three kids wrote a total of 11 novels during their time in college. Cainneach wrote I Will Never Love, No Fun Here, No Love, and Empty Bellies. Torgny wrote Snow Day, Cold as Bone, Who Will Save Us, and What Will I Do. Rina wrote Try to be Happy, Arranged Marriage, and What I Never Had.

Graduation happened at midnight. All 3 kids graduated summa cum laude.

There will be no party, of course.

Rina and Torgny got in one last game of red hands as Cainneach called a cab.

 He grew up in PJs, so you’ll have to wait to see his outfit. Looks like a doozy.

“Bye, Cainneach! See you soon!”

You can’t really see the massive belly strip, but trust me, it’s there.

I think Rina got the best outfit of the bunch. Cargo pants are utilitarian, and the pink sweater will help her feel girly.

Finally, the awesome university experience is over! Tune in next time to see what restrictions will be lifted.

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I’ve been playing an apocalypse for a little while now, and it’s decided to get interesting, so I decided I might as well post – and nevermind that I’ve got two other stories going. I’m fickle, I am.

The plan for this apocalypse is to randomize as much as possible. Aspirations will be rolled for, of course. So will college majors. Names will be chosen at random using behindthename.com’s Random Name Generator. And I’m playing with the Unemployment Office handicap, which will sort of randomize the jobs, and also keep me on my toes because I don’t know what’s coming. This is also a Matriarchy, because I like girls better.

Without further ado, here’s the college chapter!

 

Meet our founder, Chryseis Random. She has all the necessary prerequisites for an apocalypse founder: she’s pretty, and she has elf ears. She’s currently a Knowledge sim, and has just spend a significant amount of her money on an empty 3×1 uni lot, because dorms drive me crazy. Her ltw is to top some career or other, but I don’t care.

“Yay! I get to skill!”

Yay! Aspiration points!

Ah, Re-Nu-Yu, my good friend.

In short order, Chryseis is a Romance sim, with a ltw to have 20 lovers. Perfect. Time to go downtown.

“Oh yeah, I got my smustle on. Can I get a what what?”

Everybody do the Smustle!

Meanwhile, Goopy becomes Chryseis’ first crush. He’s in Culinary, so he is indeed potential spouse material. Sorry, ladies, I know you all wanted him for yourselves.

“Hey, old dude. You seem pretty cool. Sorry I can’t put you on my spouse list due to age discrimination, but you know how it is.”

Old dude: “Drat that age discrimination.”

Peter Sims: “Woo! I’m on camera! Hi mom!”

“Yes! Cell phone! Does that mean I’m finally going to get some freaking woohoo? Seriously, I’ve spent days at this place as a Romance sim, and no woohoo at all!”

Sorry, Chryseis. I decided it would be best to just make 20 friends here. You’ll get to fall in love with them all at home.

“And woohoo?”

The want’s for lovers, not woohoos.

“Drat.”

Chryseis spent her time between friends digging for treasure. She had about $7000 worth of stuff by the time she was done.

And it’s friend #20!

“Woohoo?”

Woohoo! But go home first.

“I have a house!”

Yeah, it’s just the little “one step up from a trailer” thing from the bin. But it’s better than a lawn, especially since it’s permanent Fall at Apocalypse U and it’ll probably rain.

And now it’s time for skilling. Both the hard way…

And the easy way.

“You’re a straight girl, plus you have a monkey mouth. So it’s not like you were going to need those skill points, right, dormie?”

“Why? Lovers…Chryseis…not for me. Drunk moons, iron bunnies…”

Of course, Chryseis sometimes needs an aspiration boost…

“Woohoo!”

Um. This dormie’s name is Meadow Player. Something weird is going on here.

“Why, whatever do you mean? We’re certainly not watching your foolish attempt to reverse the Apocalypse.”

Who told you I was planning anything to do with the Apocalypse, huh?

“Foolish Creator.”

Finally, Chryseis’ long term relationships started getting up to 70. Apparently Jill Smith was one of the few who didn’t kiss that total slut Mystery Sim.

Note: this is a matriarchy, so the heir will always be female. That doesn’t mean the spouse will always be male. Jill here is totally eligible. Or she would be, if she had a job or skill points.

Once the LTR is 70 or above, falling in love is easy. Just invite someone over and initiate a romantic interaction – any flirt will do.

Instant best friend, crush, and love. Say goodbye and invite the next sim. Rinse and repeat. That way you can get 20 lovers with no slapping or trash can kicking.

Ben: “Wow, Chryseis, you are hot!”

Chryseis: *giggles* “I know, right?”

“Ben, I…I love you. This is the 20th time I’ve fallen in love, but you’re special.”

“I feel so fulfilled, like I’ll never be unhappy again.”

Can it, Chryseis. I’m getting diabetes here. To the orb!

“But…I like being a Romance sim!”

You’re Permaplat. You’ll like whatever I tell you to like. How about Popularity?

“That sounds like fun!”

Without further ado…

“Ben, will you wait patiently for me for years, then come live with me in squalor and spawn stinky children with me?”

“Of course I will, Chryseis!”

Yep, Ben is the first spouse. I picked him for his dashing good looks and keen fashion sense, you see.

“Chess is hard!”

Good thing you never have to play again, because you’ve maxed all your skills.

“Woohoo?”

Nope. You’ve completed almost all your list: permaplat, max skills, plenty of friends, and engagement. But there’s still one item on the checklist.

Money, of course!

Chryseis earns gold flowermaking, robotics, sewing, and pottery badges before I get bored.

Chryseis spends pretty much the remainder of her time in college painting, with a snapdragon by her side. Um, yay?

Obligatory self-portait. And yeah, I hung up a bunch of her other paintings, too. I might move some children of spares in here someday or something.

Finally, Chryseis graduates, summa cum laude with a degree in Psychology. Permaplat, all skills maxed, 20 lovers, and about 50k in the bank. Let’s get this party started!

After some last minute chats with her lovers, Chryseis grows up. Kind of weird, but not hideous. It will do.

And we’re off! Tune in next time to see what restriction Chryseis will get to lift!