College Years

Well, here she is, my apocalypse founder Saga Ragnarok. She's going to have to deal with constant winter once she graduates, so I figured during college I should brighten up her life as much as possible. Everything she wears has either bold colors or flowery patterns, usually both.



Saga is a Pisces, 6 neat, 5 outgoing, 6 active, 0 playful, and 8 nice. The neat points will help her keep her hygiene up by washing her hands. The outgoing is a balance act between not going crazy because there's nobody to talk to, and helping her make friends easily when she does get to talk to someone. The active points are just high enough for her to be able to "run here," but if she were too active she'd need more food and less sleep, which is not a good exchange in an apocalypse. Playfulness is the worst trait she could have; playful sims lose fun more quickly, and if they're too playful they can't meditate. Nice, finally, to help her make friends, and because I'm hoping for a friendly ghost once she kicks the bucket. Sounds cold when you put it like that, but her ghost is likely to be around for generations, so it needs to be taken into account.



She's also a pleasure seeker, and I rerolled her lifetime want until she got 50 dream dates. This, too, is calculated for best effect:

A) Dream dates => LTW => permaplatness.
B) Dream dates => aspiration points => simvacs => skill points.
C) Dream dates => date gifts => money.
D) A + B => easy promotions => restrictions lifted.



Ahem, yes. Those nice points don't stop her from sucking the skill points out of her dorm mates. She's going to need them more than they are, after all.



The first guy Saga dated was her professor, Reed Harris. Apparently this made her feel bad, because right after asking him out on a date she rolled up a want to declare her major - psychology - which made him no longer her professor. Oh well, with the seasons set to constant fall, it's not like it's very hard to keep her grades up.



The professor wasn't spouse material, though. Not only is he a romance sim, but we're looking for someone who's already at or near the top of a career. This is George, who's a Hall of Famer. Athletic is not really a top priority to lift, but we'll keep him in mind for future generations. And Saga managed to get a few dates out of him while she was working on adding him to her friends list.



Oops. He may not consider her his friend any more... We'll fix that later, when he's calmed down a little bit. For now, let's keep looking.



Ramin is a CEO. Also worth adding to the list of future potential spouses, but he'll only get to marry Saga if she lucks out and finds a job in natural science when she graduates. Having a snap dragon, even if it's only one, would help a lot.



Ah-ha! Ratna Ajjanagadde - phew, what a name - is a restauranteur! One promotion from lifting culinary! Yeah, he's definitely the best bet so far. A family sim, and a Cancer, which means he's as neat as Saga. He's really sweet, too.



Well, when he isn't trying to kill her, anyway.



Oh, frammit - not again!



Saga apologizes to him, and he seems receptive.



And then Ratna stuns me by autonomously apologizing, too. I don't think I've ever seen that happen before. He really is a nice guy.



Saga and Ramin have a little talk, and decide to make peace, apparently.



We still want to meet more people and find those who are high up in their careers, so downtown we go again. This is The Hub, I think - or is it Lulu Lounge? The one with the hottubs on the roof...



Either way, it's a creepy place. I know vampires are supposed to go for the neck, but this?



And immediately afterwards poor Crystal here is molested by Joe Carr, as well. Don't try to look innocent, Joe.



Did you ever check out the men's room at a place like this? I'm not sure what to think of this scene.



Both of them are named Michael. The one in the back is a nurse (which somehow makes it more disturbing). I think I'd be fine with it if Nurse Michael wasn't blocking Mr Big Michael's only way out of there...

"I'm just studying his anatomy!"

Let's get out of this place.



Secret Society abduction... I think this actually happened much earlier, but who cares.



Saga borrows the execuputter and a counterfeiting machine, and puts them to use. Unfortunately the fine for getting caught printing money is more than she's made with it, so let's stick to more honest ways of making money. Like, you know, getting presents for going on dates with people.



With Ratna's help, Saga fulfills her LTW in her sophomore year, then switches to knowledge.



And then promptly maxes that last skill. Not bad, kid.



Dreamcatchers - well, they're called Nocturnal Image Receivers or something like that - are such an easy way of making money, I soon stopped buying and selling them. Making money off your dreams just doesn't make you feel like you've earned it.



Dorm life is, well, dorm life. Saga's friend Shea turned invisible for a while. He didn't seem to notice, and neither did anybody else.



The cow mascot hit on the dorm cook, which apparently means beheading him with her muzzle.



And then on some random dormie girl, who was apparently having an affair with another random dormie girl, who now hates the first random dormie girl for cheating on her. Now they're furious with each other, and follow each other around to poke and prod.



Saga learned how to make snapdragons, just in case. She isn't going to waste on of her precious inventory spots on one, though, since the chances of getting that one career out of the 20 available are slim, to say the least.



She also started a band with two of her best friends at college.



And she keeps up with her friends who are potential future spouses.

Left to right: Cheryl, slacker; Camryn, science; Roger, criminal; Felicia (heh), medicine.



Of course she graduates Summa Cum Laude. What did you expect? She's taking around §120,000 home to Midgard with her. Sounds like it should all be a piece of cake from now on, right?



But of course, just when everything is looking perfect... That's when disaster strikes.