Erik Swain

Apr 25, 2020 12:12


Right, poor Erik Swain’s been throwing up every time he visits someone, time to go and cure whatever’s bothering him. Personally I hope it’s an alien pregnancy.



Oh, OK, food poisoning. That’ll do it.



Erik: I blame Sahira.
Hey, I’m pretty sure I cured her flu ages ago. And you don’t get food poisoning from flu. And I don’t have any cannibalism hacks so I can’t be that-



Erik: HURK.
Erik: Please don’t talk about cannibalism. I have a weak stomach.



He didn’t want to relax on his bed any more, and he wasn’t tired enough to sleep, so I sent him to watch TV to rest.



And then I remembered he’s a Family Sim. Grandma’s Comfort Soup ahoy!



Erik: Grandma’s Comfort Soup? I’ll have a little comforting from grandma instead, yum yum!
Gross! And intriguing!



Minnie: Nothing says winner like a violin.



I recently installed a hack that lets you have proper pets in college instead of just the toy dog pen so Erik got himself a kitten.



Pet Guy: Your kitten is outside.
Erik: You... just left her out there? Why didn’t you bring her in when you came to shake my hand?
Pet Guy: It’s not my fault my coding sucks.



So, meet Blackberry. She’s tiny and adorable and very possibly a boy because I suddenly realised I can’t actually remember.



Some of those puddles are piss.



Erik: Smoochies!
Blackberry: I will claw your lips off and wear them as a hat.
Erik: Ohmygosh so CUTE!



Still, it can’t be all fun and kittens. It’s term paper time!



Followed by flirts. Unfortunately, there’s not a lot of other options to socialise with the cafeteria workers, and because they work on the same lot, you can’t call them on the phone and when they leave, it’s too late to call them.
Erik: But I want to ask her on a date. :(
Not to worry! I shan’t let a little thing like this stand in the way of true love! Solution: Go to a community lot, buy a mobile phone, call her from there.



One problem: Erik doesn’t have enough money for a phone. So I make him work in the cafeteria at the Student Union until he does.



And while he’s there, I let him muck around and play pool.
Erik: I think this guy’s cheating.
Unsavory Charlatan: Excuse me, I am on my best behaviour.
Unsavory Charlatan: Which means yeah, I’m definitely cheating.



Erik: Trick shot!
*ball flies off the table and lands in somebody’s beer*



Erik: I meant to do that.



Erik: Right, let’s try deliberately hitting it into a cup of beer.



Erik: I meant to do that too.



Erik: Wheee, puddles!



Speaking of wee puddles.



Making Erik work in the cafeteria gave me the idea for him to do so back at the dorm to see if that would open up more social opens with Minnie. Alas, it did not. Still, they talk a lot. They’ve literally never had a bad conversation.
Erik: I love when you talk about food.
Minnie: Then you’re going to love hearing about these eggs.



Blackberry: *adorable*



First semester results!



Erik: Catch the finger!
Blackberry: Bite the finger!



Date night for Erik and Minnie!
Erk: A toast. To us!



First kiss!



Erik: Right, time to concentrate on my next term paper.



Coach: DOWN ON THE GROUND- EEK! NAKED!
Yes, people generally are when they’re in the shower.



Anyway, Erik clearly plans to stay in shape by contracting food poisoning again and throwing up everything he’s ever eaten.



Erik: Come on, Blackberry! You can reach!
Blackberry: If only I were just a little bit taller...



Blackberry: Success.



So uh I told Eric to water his money tree aND HE STARTED PEEING ON IT!?!?



Blackberry: Pay attention to me.
Erik: Let me just finish-
Blackberry: NOW.



Erik: Aww, who’s the most precious kitty-witty in Sim State?
Blackberry: And that’s enough attention. Never speak to me again.



There was no option to scold Blackberry for this, but it turned out their food bowl was empty, so I couldn’t blame them for eating Sim food.



Another A+ for Erik.



Erik: You like your snuggles really, don’t you?
Blackberry: Well let’s put it this way - you’d soon know if I didn’t.



Erik: I’m in the mood for a love song.



Very in the mood, as is turns out!



Erik: Minnie, life in dorms as a single playable can be lonely, but you’ve been a source of constant company.



Erik:So will you do me the honour of accompanying me beyond college?
Minnie: Eeeeeeeee!



Erik: Is that a yes?
Minnie: YES IT’S A YES!



Minnie: I’m gonna be a playable!
Erik: I can’t wait!



Minnie: And I know exactly how I want to celebrate.



The perils of dating elders.
Minnie: I’ve never had my motives go down before. Rethinking this whole ‘becoming a playable’ thing now.



Dormie: Ew, a cat!? Eugh, get it away!
If you fall asleep, I’m letting you die.



Blackberry: These are pretty good. Maybe I won’t eat kibble any more.
You will, or you’ll die.



Blackberry: Fine, but I’m definitely going to destroy this assignment.
It’s not Erik’s, so go nuts!



Erik’s grades are slipping this term.



Dormie slumber party!



Erik: Just going to relax and read a book. I’m sure there’s nothing interesting going on outside.



Minnie: I’M DYING!



Minnie: I’M NOT DYING!



Minnie: Hey kitty, I’m gonna be your new mom.
Blackberry: How dare you lay hands upon me. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t rip your face off right now.
Minnie: I made those delicious pancakes.
Blackberry: ...That’s a good reason. I’ll give you that.



SNOW! I sent Erik out to Chestnut Park and let him just do his thing.



Erik: My thing is a snowman.
Ahh, that’s nice-



Oh. It’s an evil one.
Erik: Haha, yeah. Three nice points will do that.



Erik: And three nice points will do this too! DESTROY!



He does make a lovely snow angel though.



Then it’s off to the library! Where shenanigans are afoot! I have no idea if this is a love triangle or basic cheating with a little Monty-Capp feuding thrown in for fun, but I’m excited to find out!



Erik: I’m just gonna stay here, well out of the way.



He’s not above making a little mischief of his own though.



And then he died.
Erik: Ugh! Ack! The Grim... Reaper... approaches! Oh why did I eat that second bowl of rotten cereal!



Erik: And that’s how you fake your own death.
Blackberry: Like this?
Blackberry: *drops dead*
Erik: Actual tears in my eyes, you loveable little shit you.



And the term ends with more grade slippage. Oops!

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