Strangetown, Season 3 - Sim State University
Sim State University is more famous for its sports team, the Fighting Llamas (who have inspired a legion of copycats), than it is for academic excellence, but it does offer a great social sciences program. It is the cheapest of the three unis, so sims from poor families tend to go here, assuming they don’t have any scholarships, and it tends to be the college of choice for sims looking to pursue a career in sports or the military. SSU is also well known for its Greek life, which is the stuff of college movies. The University is rather prejudiced, being less welcoming to students who don’t fit a certain mold, and outright banning supernaturals.
Ripp joins Dustin, Tank, and the others and Sim State dorms, and quickly decides to declare the art major.
Things were still going pretty well with Sam, he thought. She was really easy to talk to, comfortable to be around… it was nice.
He wasn’t sure if it was love yet, but these things came with time, right?
He spent a lot of time watching Angela and Dustin. Not in a creepy way! Just, there was a couple that was obviously crazy about each other.
The same was true of the hippie and the hipster. Their flirting, dancing and kissing would go on in the canteen for hours and hours.
Tank couldn’t decide whether or not he was jealous. Like, he thought the whole making out in public thing was pretty gross, and maybe he was just shy. Then again, maybe he was lacking that level of passion?
Tank wouldn’t deny he was attracted to Angela. She was feminine and beautiful, kind and nurturing, and had a competitive side to her that always came out when they played Punch You, Punch Me (which was often).
It was a shame she was already seeing Dustin, but Tank wasn’t the type to muscle in on another guys territory and anyway, he had enough on his plate romantically!
Still, he couldn’t resist talking to her whenever he had the chance. They had a lot in common, as it turned out. A messy separation between parents, frustrating relationships with siblings, secret fears of not measuring up to their family’s’ expectations… It was nice to finally meet someone who understood what it was like, and they quickly became close friends and confidants.
A cute shot of Angela and Dustin I couldn’t fit in. I actually downloaded this lot (again, by the talented @jodeliejodelie) purely because I thought this room was so perfect for Angela.
Dixie and Ripp quickly picked up their friendship where it left off.
“Have you ever seen the movie ‘Friends with Benefits’? Because I had this wild idea…”
“You’re not saving yourself for Ophelia, then?”
“Man, what? Why does everyone always ask me about her.”
“Maybe because you spent high school trailing after her like a lovesick puppy instead of courting some of the beautiful single girls you knew?” She gestured to herself with a grin.
“Hey, maybe I just figured you were out of my league.”
“Well, you’d be right about that!”
“So, I haven’t actually done this before.”
“Not even girl-on-girl action at the sorority?”
“Ha! Much to my regret, no.”
“Huh. Well, believe it or not, this is gonna be my first time too, so we’ll try and work this out as a team.”
A couple of miscellaneous pictures. I love it when dormies find love! Those working laundry machines are the reason sims hang out in the bathroom so much, but I didn’t want millions of bathroom pics in the main “story”. I’m starting to reconsider them but it’s always nice to have sims autonomously building skills at uni, especially in a really large dorm where it’s tricky keeping track of grades.
“I’m impressed Tank was even able to get a girl as hot as you to go out with him.”
“Uh… thanks?”
(I’m undecided if this want of Ripp’s is malice toward Tank, or just general horniness. His want panel most mornings also includes wants to phone up Ophelia, Johnny, Dixie and Puck, which I think is cute.)
Angela gets food from the canteen, and takes it upstairs to eat at Tanks desk while he sleeps??? 3-bolt sims are nuts
Tank tries out some of the romantic moves he’s learned from all his creepy careful observations of his dormmates.
Way to go, boys!
I’m really disappointed I didn’t take a couple more screenshots of Ripp here because he sniffed himself then just sort of grinned & nodded in a self-satisfied way instead of doing that usual “ew!” thing and I started laughing really hard.
“So you don’t mind that things didn’t work out between us? It’s getting more serious with Ty.”
“For real? Buddy, don’t you worry! I’m already moving on to bigger and better things.”
“Okay, cool. Because, like, I’m thinking of asking him to- woah, shit, here he comes. Shh!”
“What do you mean, ‘shh’?”
“Y’all are cute and all but could you maybe pay a bit more attention to your guest.”
“Whoops, sorry! I keep forgetting you don’t live here any more.”
“What the hell, I move out and you don’t even notice?”
“To be fair,” said Ty, “you’re still here all the time.”
“Okay Dix, let me be more hospitable. Blended drinks, or poured?”
“Hmmmm… blended?”
Too late, I already poured them. Also I don’t know how to blend.”
“Some hospitality this is!”
“Hey, babe, pour me a drink, too.”
“Pour your own!”
“Damn, you’re rocking those tiny shorts!”
“Thanks, dude!”
Ripp gets in on the drinking session.
“So I’m taking art, right, but maybe I should switch to drama?”
“When you pose like that, it’s hard to disagree.”
“Pose like what?”
I like to think Jared’s composing some great anti-war hippie songs.
As she’s got older, Angela’s become more open to some of Lilith’s interests. This song she recommended is great! Where has punk rock been all her life?
“So, you and Tank get along pretty well.”
“You’re not getting jealous on me, are you?”
“Maybe a little. I mean, he’s clearly got the hots for you.”
“Heh. You’re so cute when you get all protective.”
“Ange!”
“What? It’s a turn-on!” She shrugged. “You don’t have anything to worry about, Dustin. I’m yours.”
“Well, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes!”
“You’re sweet. Are you new to campus?”
“Me and Dustin here are freshers.”
Heather licked her lips, “I love freshers.”
Jared takes Ty out to Bernard’s Botanical Dining, and shakes his head at all the damn rich people.
“So we never normally go out, what gives?”
“This is a special occasion.”
“Oh?”
“I know we’re young, dumb, and in love. But I feel like you’re the one. My soulmate. Like the universe brought us together because we were meant to be.” He placed a box on the table. “Marry me, Ty?”
“Oh my God!”
“Is that a yes?”
“Yes! I didn’t think… wow!”
Pictures to commemorate!
“Should I carry you over the threshold?”
“I think that’s supposed to be for when you’re married. And it’s rooted in some pretty sexist symbolism. Though perhaps that’s defunct, since we’re both guys?”
“Well, I think it’s cute! Let’s do it.”