Oresha-Hoh-Var Fraternity
Let’s head over to the fraternity now and see what they’ve got for me to work with.
Oh! Now that’s interesting!
HAHAHAHAHA!
HAHA-oh. OK, so Guy’s boring.
Matthew: Time to drink away my problems!
Mickey and Guy both have the flu, so I had Matthew cook up a batch of delicious soup to cure them.
Then he very sensibly ate his own bowlful as far away from them as possible.
Guy makes a swift recovery.
Mickey... does not.
Oh hey, look who came walking by!
Frances: No.
Yeah, he stood there for a minute and just shook his head like he knew I had shenanigans planned.
But he accepts his fate and allows Mickey to greet him.
Oh fuck you, Matthew.
So. We have here Frances, who is dating Jessie, who is heartfarting over Mickey, who wants to fall in love with Frances. Also Matthew, who’s in love with Jessie, is floating around the lot somewhere. This could be messy! Spoiler: it isn’t. :(
Well, let’s move on and see how receptive Frances is.
Mickey: You have something on your face. Oh! It’s my hand.
True love!
Mickey: I have a lot of feelings about this.
Don’t worry, I’ll lock one and we’ll just wait for the other one to go away.
Guy: So, fancy a coffee?
Mickey: I’m flattered, but there is someone else-
Guy: Platonic. It’s a platonic interaction, ignore the animations.
Two bros, drinking coffee, five feet apart because one of them’s not gay.
The student union’s very busy tonight. Keeping my fingers crossed none of them have plague.
Mickey: Out.
Oooooohkay, time to go home, I think.
Back home, Matthew proposes!
Matthew: Jessie, you’ve made me the happiest man alive. Will you marry me?
Jessie: Eeeeeeeee!
Matthew: I’m going to assume that’s a yes?
Honestly, the only reason I let him do it was because I thought she’d say no.
Can you two not?
Guy: Please make them leave, I’m trying to write in my diary.
OK, but in their defence, they were here when you started writing.
I’m gonna have to hide the bubble blower, I think, these guys just won’t do ANYTHING else while it’s here.
Sure you don’t wanna write your term paper or anything, Matthew?
Matthew: Nope, I’m good with pizza.
Cheerleader: GOOD MORNING! GIMME A G! GIMME A- OH GOD I KILLED HIM!
Matthew: If I’m going to die, could you take a tiny step back first?
I checked, I do have noeatcrap, these guys are just all disgusting.
Day drinking?
Matthew: We have no wallpaper, I need something to dull my senses.
But somehow, they all make the Deans list!
I’ve decided this want means I can force them to learn the bare minimum skills needed to pass.
So: skilling!
Mickey: Summer lovin’ had me a blast- come on Guy, sing it with me!
Guy: Absolutely never.
Mickey: So... tired...
So go to bed.
Mickey: Just a few more bubbles first.
No, I’m putting it in your inventory.
I thought you said never?
Guy: And now I’m gonna sing it!
I have no caption for this picture, but I don’t want to get rid of it, partly because I don’t have a great many pictures of Guy because Guy is a little bit boring, but mostly now because I saved a draft of this post three times yesterday and every time, it deleted this picture and all subsequent ones, so now I’m keeping it out of spite.
Don’t look so proud of yourself Matt, you’re boring too.
Witness! A rare moment of toilet cleaning!
Mickey: Is it too late to give up on this semester?
Yep!
Guy: Cheer up! You may be stinky and boring.
Matthew: ...But?
Guy: Cheer up!
Mickey: My morph’s broken.
I know, I’m sorry! I tried to fix it, it worked for a while, I dunno what broke it again.
Matthew wanted to write his term paper. It was exactly as boring as it sounds.
And the coach showed up to yell at Guy, and I’ve just this moment realised he never goes for Mickey, which makes me wonder if the game’s reading his fat state wrong somehow and that’s why his top morph’s broken.
Stella walked past so Matthew intercepted her for a fun game of football.
Stella: I know I’m an alien so I don’t always understand Earth language, but shouldn’t football be played with... feet?
Matthew: No, even in Europe, they still use balls.
Matthew: I’d like to teach her a thing or two about Earth, if you know what I mean.
Don’t.
Matthew: Hey pretty lady, I’ve got something hot for you to put in your mouth-
DON’T.
Another semester done!
Which means - manipulative skilling time!
Cheerleader: GOOOOOOOD MORN-
Hey! Can’t you see he’s trying to sleep?
Cheerleader: Ooh sorry, my bad. GOOOOOOOOOD NIGHT!
One of the boys rolled the want to buy an easel (and, as you can see, a robot bench) so I let Mickey paint while I tried to ignore his borked morphs again.
He wanted a date, so I invited Frances over in the hope that when it was over, he’d roll something academic.
*ten seconds later*
Mickey: Oops lol gotta bounce.
Ew, why don’t you just visit campus and get pizza!?
Guy: I am getting pizza.
Mickey surprises me by finally rolling his first ever want to write his own term paper! Congrats Mickey!
I dare not unlock that engagement want, so the next few hours are hard work.
Oh, meet Katy. Katy is a pain in my arse and stuck herself in front of the doors for twelve hours.
Here’s something new I learned - if a group of sims are having a meal and you tell one of them to toast someone, the whole group join in.
Aww, first kiss!
And pillow fights, which obviously means true love.
So they’re clearly ready to take this thing to the next level.
Mickey: Frances, would you-
Frances: OMG YES YES YES!
Ughhhhh they’re so cute.
Back home, I let the boys throw a toga party and Guy does the first and only interesting thing I’ve seen him do so far.
Matthew: I’m interesting too!
Oh hey, new streaker.
Yay, roof raiser!
Oh, I vaguely remembered the Davies boys wanting to join a Greek house, so I invited them over and made them selectable to check. Aldric didn’t have the want right then, but Almeric did.
Except the only person he likes is Mickey’s, who’s busy sleeping.
Not seen that one before!
Almeric: You want me to WHAT?
Do you want to join the house or not?
Almeric: Not enough to unclog someone else’s sh-
Shut up and start cleaning.
Oh, in addition to blocking the doors for hours at a time, Katy also likes to bite, which to be honest, make me like her a lot better.
La la la, didn’t see that.
Hello Frances! Why so sneaky?
Frances: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Frances: Just a token of affection.
Oooooh, thank you! That’ll definitely come in handy.
Especially as it’s time for a new semester and new skill requirements.
Guy: Oh look, a parrot!
You could do that inside, you know.
Guy: Yeah, but this one’s too far away to hurt me.
Katy: I heard that.
That conversation took a dark turn.
Matthew: Sarah! You’re looking lovely today!
Sarah: Matthew! Go fuck yourself.
Matthew: OK, I’m sorry I kissed your best friend and then asked her to marry me-
Sarah: You did what now?
Matthew: Oh, guess you hadn’t heard that bit oops lol ANYWAY! Friends?
Sarah: I’d rather shit in my hands and clap.
Thanks to being bumped over to philosophy, Mickey now needs like four logic points, so Frances’ gift is definitely much appreciated.
Mickey: It might actually kill me though.
Guy also needs skills.
Guy: Nah.
Dormie: Does he have to?
Yes.
Guy: *poses magnificently*
I take back every mean thing I ever said about you.
Mickey: Shriek! Boobies!
Shh, don’t tell Tumblr!
Mickey: SHE’LL FREEZE TO DEATH!
I do eventually manage to trick him into playing a game of chess.
It’s a big skill grind for all the boys over the next few days.
What?
Mickey: Nothing.
And then he goes and plays pirates in the bathtub.
I don’t quite manage to trick Mickey and Matthew into getting all the skills they needed, but all three boys manage to pass the semester.
And the week ends with Guy deciding to take his last year very seriously.
Right, time to post this before Tumblr deletes the pictures again! I’m quite sure their next step will be to kick it into content violation, but I’ll deal with that when it happens.
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