Hello everyone and welcome back to the Bookabet legacy. I know it has been forever since I updated, but real life has a peculiar way of getting in my way! Last time the first baby of generation ‘B’ was born in the form of Adam’s green-haired alien spawn Boba. Apparently, one alien baby isn’t enough and the aliens then moved on to younger brother Asriel. Our actual heir Arya grew up alongside her beloved Hunter who promptly moved in before packing her new pet dragon in her suitcase and heading off to take over university with Hunter and her favourite brother.
I won’t be officially ‘passing the torch’ to Arya until she graduates, but I finally feel like this legacy is moving on. Actually, I’ve played ahead and I know this legacy is moving on. Spoiler alert: Arya and Hunter are now married with a baby. AWESOMENESS!
Anyway, without further ado, let me present the Bookabet family on their university adventure.
The three undergrads immediately settle down into their new dorm room. You know that university is going to be fun when your heir turns up for her first day in her underwear!
Adam: I know that the invitations for the fresher fair say casual dress, but I think this is going a little too far sis.
Arya: Haven’t you heard dear brother? It’s all about making an impression.
Adam: I’m worried that you’re going to make the wrong one.
Adam: I know mum asked me to keep an eye on you, but you’re making it a little difficult for me. Help me out here Hunter, she is your girlfriend.
Hunter: You know as well as I do that nobody tells Arya what to do. Besides, I … er … kind of like the view. *blushes*
Arya: What was that about you liking the view?
Hunter: You know I love the view gorgeous.
Have I mentioned how much I LOVE these two together?
Arya wastes no time in asserting her authority before the new roomies/servants arrive.
Arya: Hello good sir. You must be the night watchman. Allow me to introduce oneself. I am Arya, queen of the dorm room and your new mistress.
Arya then discovers the megaphone that I hid in her pocket. I think she has Dragonwife to thank for this little gift! She immediately puts it to good use.
Arya: I, Arya, wish to proclaim my love for one Hunter Sample. His hotness belongs to me and me alone. Find your own.
Arya: This thing is LOUD. One is not amused.
Arya also finds this sketchbook in her back pocket. How she fits it in that itty-bitty outfit, I’ll leave to your imagination. In case you haven’t guessed, Arya will be studying Fine Art so she can help her father with the portraits. I want her to join the Magician career track which needs no degree. She’ll also be progressing through the rebel ranks.
First thing she does is brand the pavement outside the dorm.
Arya: Now to claim this land in the name of Bookabet. This shiny rainbow spray paint will do.
Hunter is studying Science & Medicine, but as he spends a LOT of his time on free will playing video games. This is where I decided to work on increasing his ‘nerd’ skill as I think he’d make an adorable video games designer. I think his techie creator Susan will appreciate that!
It didn’t take long for Adam to discover the dorm gym and work towards his LTW of Physical Perfection. (Max out athletic and martial arts skills).
His efforts are appreciated by his fellow students.
Adorable Student: He’s so pretty. Can I keep him?
Adam: *is focused*
As Adam works in Law Enforcement, he’s studying Technology so he can get a head up in his career before he moves out. Something that I’m not looking forward to. I’m pretty attached to my Adam.
Arya: HELLO LLAMA SERVANT. I AM PRINCESS ARYA, YOUR NEW MONARCH. ONE DESIRES YOUR LLAMA ESSENCE.
Llama Mascot: NEVER! You can’t make me.
Arya: Really? We’ll see about that … Wait, is that a …. COW MASCOT?!
Llama Mascot: What? Where?! I’ll give him a mascot showdown!
Arya: Why is one suddenly cold?
Llama Mascot: Llama one. Crazy fairy zero. Nobody messes with the suit.
Arya: How dare you try to steal my fairy essence knave. OFF WITH HIS HEAD!
Llama Mascot: I don’t understand what’s going on here?!
To be fair, that’s not uncommon when dealing with Arya.
Whilst Arya is terrorising the poor mascots, Adam and Hunter bond over a game of pool in the union. Here, a surprising relationship begins. I call it the ‘Bromance’.
Adam: Is that Arya I hear blowing her gasket? It sounds like someone needs rescuing.
Hunter: Not now Adam. I’m winning for once. I’m sure she’s fine.
Adam: Arya isn’t the one I’m worried about.
Adam: Hey ladies *wink*
I’m sure Adam knows how hot he is. He’s such a poser!
Arya: PROTEST IN THE QUAD. NOW. THAT IS AN ORDER!
Student: I knew I shouldn’t have left the dorm room this morning.
Arya: Forever have the government hidden the secret of the Loch Ness Monster from us. We demand the right to know the truth. What else have the government hidden from us? Bigfoot, the dinosaurs, Roswell, Yoda … the list goes on. Stand by me, your Princess, and we will uncover the mysteries of the world. Vote Arya, your fae queen.
Arya: WHO DO WE WANT? NESSIE. WHEN DO WE WANT HIM? NOW!
Adam: GIVE US NESSIE! GIVE US NESSIE!
Adam is doing his part in supporting his little sister. Although, knowing Arya, she probably threatened him with a fairy hex to ‘encourage’ him to turn up.
Shy Hunter also braves the scary crowd in order to support his true love. It’s amazing how he’s able to stand as far away from the crowd as possible whilst still participating in the protest. I see him as the official protest gatekeeper.
Hunter: NESSIE PROTEST THIS WAY! FOLLOW THE CHANTING
Old Woman: Rightio young man. Will do.
Arya’s first protest was a runaway success and she had them hanging on to every word. Why am I not surprised?
Hunter makes his first friend. For some reason, all the werewolves on campus flood to him. Maybe it’s because he keeps showing them funny dog videos on simtube? Hunter really is a friend to canines everywhere. It’s too bad I can’t remember this werewolves name as he is significant later on.
Werewolf: Why did the human DO that? Bacon, or lack thereof, is not a laughing matter! Those damn cats!
Note to self. This particular werewolf hates cats.
Nothing like a good protest to make a girl hungry. But, unfortunately for Arya, and the rest of her dorm, cooking isn’t her strong point. She sets the stove on fire every single time.
Arya: AAARGH! I apologise for calling you useless sir stove. Please take this human male as sacrifice!
Male Student/Sacrifice: EXCUSE ME? My big brother told me uni life was fun. He was lying!
One fireman chastisement and full tummy later (thanks Hunter), and Arya is ready to take on the world again.
Zombie: Hmmm. Fairy brains smell good.
Arya: Get the beef stick Ender man. Or you can eat the Zombie if you fancy something a bit riper?
Zombie: On second thought, maybe I should call it a night?
Man, the zombie sure is going to have a killer hangover in the morning. I’ve heard of partying until you pass out, but this is a bit extreme.
Arya: Excellent. My plans to take over Sim University are coming to fruition. One will be queen yet. First step, queen of that motley crew of rebels. Yes, Sir Right-Hand, you may speak.
Arya: WHAT?! The Llama also wishes to become the Rebel Queen? There can only be one queen and that shall be I.
Arya: One shall show him. That Llama is going down.
Arya: Nobody messes with Princess Arya and gets away with it … That Llama shall PAY! Summon Enderman.
Arya: Feed well my beauty. Feed and you will grow large enough to eat that damn Llama and rid me of him once and for all! MWAH HA HA!
It’s best not to mention to Arya that Enderman has the power to turn people into Zombies. She’s scary enough already and she doesn’t even have the evil trait! I think she does need to mellow out a little though.
Arya: There you are my handsome prince. One is feeling … ANGRY!
Hunter: I know the perfect way to deal with that.
Arya: Kisses are great but I have an even better idea. Follow me, if you dare.
Hunter: Wait a second. Was that a flash? Did you put money in this thing?!
Arya: No comment …
Hunter: Note to self: Destroy evidence.
Comic Store Clerk: Dude. What’s with you today? You’re on fire!
Nothing like a little public woohoo to put a little fire in your belly and a spring in your gaming finger. Hunter is well on his way to becoming a gaming sensation.
Adam meanwhile is well on his way to completing his LTW. He even jogs back and forth to his classes. If you have a body that gorgeous, you’d damn well better maintain it.
Adam: What are you doing Arya? You do realise that public graffiti is illegal and I’m a cop don’t you?
Arya: Not at university you’re not. Besides, the best dorm on campus deserves a gold star. Is my delinquent behaviour the reason you are electrocuting yourself brother?
Adam: I’m not electrocuting myself. I’m monitoring my brain waves for class.
Arya: And they call me crazy …
Arya: Congratulations on rising through the local nerd ranks. This pleases me as nerds are hot. So is your thumb.
Hunter: Um … thank you?
Arya: As a gamer, your thumb is the ticket to greatness. Along with your index finger. Don’t squander it! With you as King of the Nerds and me as Queen of the Rebels, we will take over in no time.
Hunter: If you say so dear.
Arya: However, One is bored, so instead of computer games, why don’t you play with me?
Hunter: Oh no. I know that face! Not today thank you.
Hunter: *laughing* Noooo! Stop that. It tickles!
Awww. In actual fact, I don’t think Hunter minds in the least.
Hunter: You’re so beautiful Arya. I can’t believe that you’re mine.
Arya: Thank you, my prince. One also appreciates your visage. All of it.
Arya: In fact, one would like to paint it exactly like that Jack person painted the silly red head who killed him with ice blocks.
Hunter: What? Are you crazy?! My naked behind is not going on canvas for the whole world to see.
Arya: Nonsense, one will keep it for my personal collection. No one shall see it but I.
Hunter: I’m sorry Arya. I love you, but no. I can’t do that. Besides, who needs a picture when you have the real thing?
Arya: Does this mean what I think you mean?
Hunter: Maybe, lets go into the bedroom and find out.
Arya certainly brings out his more assertive side. It’s nice to see.
Arya: Now strip Mr Hunter.
Hunter: At your service my lady.
Also, eagle eyes will spot that I changed Hunters clothing as I noticed that he was wearing the same outfit as Franco. I actually prefer this outfit on him as I think it not only suits him better, but also he’s wearing a dash of the colour brown which is a nod to Arya’s favourite colour. I also did the same for Arya, but it’ll be a while before you see it as I’m so far behind!
University life isn’t all about gaming and woohoo for Hunter though. Believe it or not, he’s actually a very attentive student. However, unlike Arya who breezes through uni with fantastic grades that she doesn’t work for, Hunter has to put in a lot of effort. From asking questions in lectures ….
…. to participating in the group science experiment …
… to researching science in the Student Union building …
… to studying anatomy VERY closely, Hunter really is a model student.
He also has his very own fan club.
Student: You can study my bones if you like, Mr Cutie.
Hunter: *is oblivious.*
Not that I can blame her, but I wouldn’t want to be in that girls shoes when/if Arya funds out. My money is on Arya anytime. Fortunately for them though, Arya has other more pressing concerns …
Like how to stay awake in class. Bullying the paparazzi sure is tiring …
Paparazzi: THAT HURT! HOW DARE YOU. Do you know who I am?!
Arya: Someone with really bad dress sense?
Paparazzi: EXCUSE ME?! I’m the editor of the Sim State University Times. I’m so going to get you back for this. Say goodbye to your reputation Ms Bookabet.
Arya: Excellent! Did you know that there is no such thing as bad press? My plan worked and my rebel status is rising!
Adam is managing to avoid the crazy by rising through the ninja ranks.
Adam: Must. Keep. Calm. Sister is not driving me crazy.
Thought this was appropriate. Poor Adam.
Although, Adam fills his time with more than just skilling. Like Hunter, he is also a hit with the ladies.
Maybe just not this one.
Concussed Student: Are you crazy? You almost killed me!
Arya: I have a dream. A dream in which sims can wear what they want, marry who they love and believe what they want. A society that doesn’t persecute sims for being different. A society that accepts us for us. I believe in my heart, that I can make this dream come true.
Arya: I believe that each and every one of you. You can all make this world a different, and better place. Let us throw away these masks of similarity. Let us be who we are. I am your queen and I believe in you.
Arya: We will crush those clichés and societal ideals that THE MAN installs in us. The ideals that claim that to be different is wrong. We are all equal and we are all who we are meant to be.
Arya: Let us shout it from the rooftops. WE ARE ALL EQUAL. THROW AWAY YOUR MASKS.
Hunter as usual is supporting Arya from the side-lines.
Hunter: WE ARE ALL EQUAL. THROW AWAY YOUR MASKS!!
Hunter: Yay! Party time. Time to round things up Arya. We’re late!
Hunter really has started to come out of his shell in university.
Maybe it’s the alcohol juice.
Adam: Come on Hunter. You’re spilling it all.
Hunter: Lower me down a bit then. Jeez
I would blame it on the juice, but with Arya, I wouldn’t bet my money on it.
Arya: I’M DIFFERENT AND FREEEEEE. I CHOOSE TO BE NAKEY! SUCK IT TO THE MAN!!!
Adam: I can’t believe you did that! I’ve never seen you so juiced.
Hunter: Hey, don’t look at me. It was Arya’s idea.
Adam: *snickers* Yeah, but you went along with it and now we owe the frat boys a new pool table.
Hunter: You’re telling me. Maybe gluing the balls to the table wasn’t my finest moment.
Arya feels no guilt.
Arya: HUNTER. YOU ARE AWESOME AND HOT. TIME TO WOOHOO.
Roomie: It’s 2am and I have class in the morning! SHUT UP!
It looks like the paparazzi guy made good his threat. Not that Arya minds. She is a rebel after all and she needs a bit of notoriety. If I remember rightly, the public disgrace moodlet was for the public photo booth woohoo she and Hunter engaged in earlier in the chapter.
Silly faces. The most successful way to make Sims friends.
The bromance heats up with a game of Frisbee. These two are definitely my new favourite non-romantic couple. Although I do question the wisdom of playing catch with a clumsy sim.
Hunter: OW! My head.
See what I mean? From now on, Hunter shall be called the Dropper
Adam: Ha Ha! Man. You can’t catch worth a damn!
Hunter: RIGHT! I’ll show you.
He gets an A for effort though.Of course, he drops his new BFF in a heart beat as soon as he catches sight of his beloved.
Hunter: Gosh. I love her so much. I can’t believe she loves me back. I’m a lucky, lucky man.
I personally think Arya is the lucky one. Hunter is SO adorable, I want to pinch his pixelated cheeks.
Hunter: I have a present for you my love.
Arya: Is it a … DRAGON?!
Hunter: Not quite.
Arya: Roses. Even better! They’re perfect Hunter.
Hunter: Not as perfect as you.
Arya: I love you, my handsome prince. You accept me for who I am.
Student: Some girls have all the luck.
Student: I’ll just take a picture and Photoshop my head on that girls body.
Can anyone say stalker?
Arya: You can do this Mr bowling ball. If not, I will give you to my witch sister and she will hex you into a tennis ball and I’ll feed you to my dog.
Intense bowling face is intense.
Arya: NOOOO! Down the middle you stupid ball!
Hunter: Not bad babe. Not a strike though.
Arya: Not fair. That flying guy distracted me.
Hunter: What flying guy?
Arya: That flying guy.
Flying Guy: I belieeeve I can fly. I belieeeve I can touch the sky …
Arya: Bowling sucks. I can think of a better way to exercise.
Hunter: Yep. MUCH BETTER.
Of course, Arya still finds time to bond with her favourite brother. Obviously in the way she knows best.
Arya: Look Adam. Is the roof leaking?
Don’t fall for it Adam.
Arya: GOT YA!
I’ll never understand why her family falls for it EVERY SINGLE TIME. Maybe they’re just humouring her?
Adam: What was that? Is that a new one? It feels like my insides just exploded.
Adam: Good one sis. You got me.
Yep, definitely humouring her.
Arya: Move your arm up a little. Grab that imaginary skull like you mean it.
Adam: Like this?
Arya: That’s it. Let me feel and capture your emotion.
Arya: This is going to be a masterpiece. I can feel it.
Arya: Well? What do you think?
Adam: Is it … er … finished?
Arya: Of course it’s finished! Can’t you tell?
Adam: Of course I can. It’s fantastic, an inspiration. A true masterpiece. Please don’t prank me again. I haven’t recovered from the last time.
Hunter: There, there Adam. It’s over now. The scary fairy has gone.
Adam: The scary fairy never leaves. The scary fairy is here to stay.
Hunter: Tell me, what do you see?
Adam: I see a snooker table and a glass of nectar far, far, far away from my little sister.
Spoiler: Trick shot is a win.
Adam: YAY!! GERBITS, GERBITS, VO GERBITS!!!!!
Because of his LTW and skills, the jock social group is a natural fit for Adam and so he’s progressing through that one. Although, unlike Arya and Hunter, I’m not bothered if he doesn’t reach the top.
Arya: Hello Sir Stove. You tried to kill me last time and I didn’t execute you for it. Let’s wipe the slate clean and allow one to cook yummy pancakes for ones beloved? Agreed?
Arya: I dislike you intently Sir Stove. You, human servant. Call the fire service immediately.
Arya: This behaviour cannot continue. What to do about Sir Stove? Hmmm. One must deliberate in my office.
Arya: Here we are. My office has seen better days. Please redecorate Sir Right-Hand, and please give me your suggestions on how to ‘take care’ of our fiendish Sir Stove?
Arya: What do you mean by this impertinence? I don’t care if Sir Stove belongs to the university and therefore I can’t do anything about it!
Arya: Oh. You suggest that I ignore his behaviour and let my servants cook instead? Well ok then. This will leave one more time to party so one agrees with this plan.
And party she does …
Arya: Oh what fun we had
But did it really turn out bad
Arya: All I learnt at school
Was how to bend not break the rule
Oh what fun we had
Arya: But at the time it seemed so bad
Trying different ways
To make a difference to the days …
Hunter: Arya! Are you ok? You’re looking a little … er … manic today.
Arya: Oh thank goodness you’re alive! I couldn’t find you and so I was sure he had you!
Hunter: Who? Who had me?
Arya: Sir Stove. He’s after me you know. He’s a spy for Sim State and he knows that I’m the rightful queen. But not to worry, we’re much too smart for him, you and I.
Arya: We’ll rise to the top of the ranks of our social groups, and we’ll destroy STU and Sir Stove once and for all!!
Hunter: * is speechless*
Hunter’s face says it all really.
Luckily though. Hunter knows just how to manage Arya when she’s in one of her manic states.
Hunter: You’re right babe. He’ll rue the day when he decided to mess with you princess. Now come here and let me give you a cwtch*.
*For non Welsh readers please read the following:
Welsh word for an affectionate hug. There’s no literal English translation, but its nearest equivalent is “safe place”. So if you give someone a cwtch, you’re giving them a “safe place”.
It can also be used as a place to store things safely (usually a cupboard under a staircase)
“Give me a cwtch”
“Put your jacket in the cwtch”
-Information taken from www.urbandictionary.com
One cwtch later and Arya is once again ready to take on the world. It makes sense that she starts with one of her arch-nemeses.
Arya: We meet again Mr Llama
Llama Mascot: Oh no. Not you again!
Arya: Yes. It is I. You shall not escape this time.
Arya: Choke on my fairy dust.
Llama Mascot: Whhh…a…tttt have I ddd…done to dessss..erve th…th…this?
Arya: Let that be a lesson to you Mr Llama.
Arya: HELLO. ONE IS PLEASED TO MEET YOU! ALLOW ONE TO INTRODUCE ONESELF! I AM PRINCESS ARYA BOOKABET. WHO ARE YOU?
Student: Jeez lady. What’s wrong with you?
Sadly, he isn’t the only person to ask that question. With that in mind, it’s time for yet another protest.
Arya: Tonight, we start the first step in breaking free of the shackles that society insists on. No longer shall we step into the boxes that The Man has prepared for us. We shall be free to make our own choices!
Arya: I ask you all here tonight, do you all stand by me in lowering your inhibitions and freeing yourself from those shackles? Who is with me?
Protesters (and Adam): WE ARE! WE ARE!
Arya: WE SHALL BE FREE!!!!
Protesters: YAAAAY! WE SHALL BE FREE!!!!
Yet another successful protest under Arya’s belt. She really is good at this. In fact, if I didn’t have my heart set on her becoming a magician, I’d consider the political career for her. What do you guys think?
Meanwhile, Hunter misses Arya’s latest protest as he’s busy catching up with his wolfy friend, whose name continues to escape me. I’ll call him Wally.
Hunter: Who wants a belly rub?!
Wally: Lower. Yes! Right there!!
This is wrong on so many levels …
Wally: Do you have any funny videos for me this time?
Hunter: Yes. As a matter of fact, I do.
Wally: YUCK! I HATE CATS! THEY’RE EVIL AND MEAN! WHY WOULD YOU SHOW ME THIS VIDEO?! ARE YOU A CAT LOVER OR SOMETHING?
Hunter: I prefer dogs, but I love all animals.
Hunter: I’m sorry! I didn’t realise that it would upset you … Wait. Why are you looking at me like that?!
Wally: I’ll SHOW YOU!
NO! DON’T HURT HUNTER! I NEED HIM!
Wally: Now try being a cat lover. Mwah Ha Ha!
Hunter: OW! I can’t believe that you bit me! Who do you think you are? And why do I suddenly feel the need to …. HOOOOOOWL
Hunter: I feel so wild and carefree and WOLFY!
Wally: Welcome to the wild side Hunter
I’ve decided to break this chapter into two two parts and what a great place to insert a cliff hanger. Will Arya destroy Sir Stove and become the true Rebel Queen? Will Adam reach his LTW and finally settle down with one of his many lady fans? What repercussions will Hunter suffer from his tangle with the wild wolves of STU? Join me next time on University Daze, Part Two.