Welcome back! We begin this fourth installment in the motherland after two out of seven students completed their studies at the Finger Painting College. I’d like to quickly acknowledge that this is not my own invention! It’s from a line in Bad Lip Reading’s “Medieval Land Fun Time World” that has stuck with me far longer than it should have.
Kyrii and Acara, being the nerds that they are, finished their degrees in a single semester. The others still have work to do, but everyone gets a quick break at home.
Kyrii: Nothing tastes quite like falling snowflakes in Dragon Valley.
It’s autumn, dude.
Kyrii: Nothing tastes quite like falling leaves in Dragon Valley.
The first thing Kyrii does is test out her newly-gained knowledge on the valley’s residents.
Kyrii: Quick, duck!
Kyrii: No really, duck!
Kyrii: Got’cha there, didn’t I?
Fairy: You had to go to university to learn that?
Kyrii: FPC Class of ‘18, baby!
Kougra spends her short time at home on the only thing that matters.
Kougra: Get the gold finch! Come on, you can do it!
Kadoatie: Hmm, looks more gold-plated to me.
Kougra: K bye, I signed us up for more courses.
Are you sure you don’t want to—
Kougra: Nope, I’m good.
And so the five idiots ship off to continue their studies.
Kyrii: What are we supposed to do about Mom?
What do you mean?
Kyrii: She kicked us out, remember? Does she even know we’re back?
Oh, um, I can’t brain my way out of that one right now so good luck!
Pete: Dend meat hehehehehe
Alright! Second semester, here we come! With only five Langurds, we’re bound to get a few new roommates. We’ll have to see if Aaron has the guts to come back or not.
Kau: Whoa… we have hands?
Tonu: Turkeys are bigger than chickens?!
The trip always seems to leave them a bit addled.
Tonu makes his priorities clear.
Tonu: I want my money back, Jim.
The place is alarmingly clean. I ought to check if that includes the stove.
Aaron: Did you miss me!
There’s our guy! The fact that he opted to be the Langurds’ roommate again does not say much for his intelligence, but at least Ixi will be pleased.
Kau wastes no time in calling Mika over. It looks like she’s decided to remain a pirate forevermore, and nothing could make him happier.
Mika: While you were gone, I learned how to navigate using the stars.
Except maybe that.
Kau: I think I love you.
Mika: Hey, your new roommate’s pretty cute.
Kau: Excuse me?
Jarod: Everyone wants a piece of the ‘stache.
Kau reminds her where her loyalties lie by dipping her dangerously close to the bonfire.
Kau: What? No! I just thought she might be cold.
Somehow I actually believe that.
Kau: So, are you gonna be my pirate queen?
Mika: Only if you promise to shower more often.
Kau: I thought that smell was coming from you.
Mika: Is it? Huh. Well then, sign me up.
I literally couldn’t tell you one way or another. Mika’s the likely culprit since she’s wearing yesterday’s clothes, but then…
…apparently no one is innocent here.
Ixi: You know, a gentleman would typically offer a lady his jacket in weather like this.
Aaron: A lady would typically not smell like ass.
Ah, young love. ❤
Ixi: I should tell you now, it may be hard to keep up with me when I become a famous politician.
Aaron: Please keep your arms down…
Not everyone is so lucky in love.
Kiko: Hey guys, I’m Kiko.
Jarod: I know you. You’re the evil seductress.
Kiko: Yeah no. Can you two do me a favour and go hit on my sister Kougra? She’s painfully single and it’s just sad to watch.
Jarod: Oh. Uh, sure. I guess.
Jarod: Are you my appendix? Because I have a funny feeling in my stomach that says I should take you out.
Kougra: You should probably go see a doctor.
Jarod: No, I’m not— dammit.
Armando: Step aside, step aside.
Armando: Girl, do I have pneumonia? Because you’re giving me the chills.
Kougra: Seriously, I’m worried about you two.
Jarod: We gave it our best shot.
Armando: She’s a tough nut.
Realistically, neither of these fools is getting with any of my girls.
With his queen secured, Kau’s next order of business is to get back on the sea. Apparently there is actually a beach at university—convenient that I waited so long to find it.
Kau: I really gotta upgrade this thing to make room for the kids.
Since this is a time for new beginnings, I figured I’d let these two homebodies out on the prowl. The Chams are throwing a pool party with no pool in the middle of winter, which sounds about right.
Kougra: I’m only going inside because it’s fucking freezing out here.
Meanwhile, Ixi takes a little more convincing.
Ixi: A fraternity kegger? Must I?
But only a little.
Ixi: YES! Aaron’s here!
Subtle, real subtle.
Jarod: And he’s rockin’ that guitar!
Aaron: ♫ Today is gonna be the day that they’re gonna throw it back to you ♫
Oh lord, not another one.
Ixi finds her party corner, as you do. I’m not sure why these idiots have a podium in their basement—probably so Jeff can broadcast his every thought to the tune of thunderous applause.
Ixi: Fraternity. It’s a fickle concept in and of itself, yet one that binds together the lunkheaded masses. But is my brother not your brother, and is his brother not our brother?
Ixi: Am I right, people?
She’d know better if she spent anytime around here. The only way to capture anyone’s attention is with an acoustic guitar and a white dude’s banger.
Ludo: ♫ And all the roads we have to walk are winding ♫
On another note, pink lipstick is really taking off as a fashion trend. Are they all copying Jeff?
Ludo: The thing is, I can’t seem to get it off.
The holiday season is here, and I pity the fool who had to hang these lights.
I’ll bet it was Aaron.
Aaron: What do you say, Tonu? You up for some festive gym smustling?
Tonu: This dress is too big for me!
Ixi ought to be jealous that her man prefers hanging out with Tonu, but she probably can’t hear anything over “Grand Theft Automobile.”
Kougra: She’s slacking off and I have to go to class? This feels backwards.
Well hey, if it isn’t Martina Bassett! A ray of sunshine in an otherwise dull land of jabronis.
Martina: Just out for a little jog.
In ankle deep snow, in a sundress.
Martina: You hatin’?
On the contrary, you’re my hero.
Kiko’s on the hunt for new… friends… so she ventures out to the Student Union—where Kougra’s classmate is still grappling with the aftermath of Professor Brain’s study.
Classmate: Now I gotta find a new major.
Sylvia: Cheer up, it could be worse!
Classmate: LOOK AT ME.
It appears Kiko has a wonderful, awful idea.
Jarvis: Ooh, what is it?
Kiko: Say Jarvis, you do look awfully dashing in that suit, but I have a feeling you’d look even better out of it.
Jarvis: WHAT’S WRONG WITH MY SUIT
Kiko: Sorry, sorry. Let me go a little more basic.
Kiko: Jarvis Suggs, you’re my wonderwall.
Jarvis: FOR REALZ?
Exchange Student: Hello, I have just arrived and they did not feed us on the flight. Where on this campus might I find some affordable food?
University Gods: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Apparently shoving Llama Man to the backburner for now, Kiko gets her eye back on the prize.
Kiko: Hello, Harold.
Kiko: I’ve been looking for you.
Harold: I’m gonna stop you right there. I’m flattered and all, but I’m one Cham you’re not gonna get.
Kiko: But you’re my wonderwall…
Harold: Guhhh… *loses grip on reality*
Apparently her work is done for now.
Kiko: I need to recharge my powers.
I thought you said the seductress thing was a rumour?
Kiko: Meh, I’m just rolling with it at this point.
Oh no, who let Tonu get to Mika? Kau, where are you??
Kau (way out on the water): I’M COMING BABY *paddles furiously*
Uh, this is bad.
Mika: Kau never told me he had such a handsome brother…
Tonu: Come on down!
Tonu: This town isn’t big enough for the both of us!
Mika: What are you suggesting?
This is what I meant about inflicting Tonu on ordinary citizens.
Tonu: Toothpaste will help keep your teeth clean.
Mika: Why I oughtta…
But it turns out Mika can dish out the crazy just as well.
Mika: Know what else keeps your teeth clean?
Tonu: I’m a housewife!
And Tonu’s the one who walks away with his panties in a twist.
Mika: Anyway, nice meeting you.
Tonu: My dad makes yoghurt.
She’s completely unfazed. This girl belongs.
Tonu, meanwhile, needs to cool off.
Harry: How’s the water?
Tonu: Don’t worry, be happy!
Harry: Good point!
Harry: Hey man, this is actually pretty terrible…
Tonu: We’re all in this together.
Tonu: Who do they believe you are? *splash*
Harry: Hey, I thought we were in this together!
Behold—the stove is clean! But I still don’t trust it.
Ixi: You’re not going to start another fire, are you?
Aaron: Aww, come on. Only one of those was me.
Aaron: See? It’s fine.
Ixi: Well alright then.
Aaron: DAMN YOU YOU CRAPBOX
Ixi: I told him so, didn’t I? Now my cereal’s going to get soggy.
Ixi: I BLOODY WELL TOLD YOU SO.
Aaron: Yeah, yeah. Are you gonna run into the flames or what?
Ixi: Saaaaaave meeeeee!
Aaron: Someone needs to teach you guys the art of evacuation.
Kau: Did I miss it?
Aaron (directly to camera): FIX THEM.
Ixi: Well, at least that didn’t take long. My cereal ought to still be—
Jarod: Morning, Ixi! Thanks for the cereal.
Ixi: You monster.
How I live for effortless segues.
Kau: Hey Mika, I was thinking about our ship upgrades and I really think we should monster-proof the keel, you know? You never know when Nessie’s gonna strike.
Kau: What do you mean she only lives in a specific body of water in Scotland? How was I supposed to know that??
Is it just me, or is Kau starting to look slightly less like a string bean that got plucked too soon?
Tonu: I have a feeling the boss won’t be happy about this!
Kau: Wow, thanks guys! I guess it’s not about the push-ups you do—it’s about the push-ups you say you do!
He’s also reminding me more of his father every day. Which, I mean, isn’t the worst thing?
Ixi: Astronauts! What are they good for? Absolutely nothing!
I take it back. No one respects the man.
Powers recharged, Kiko sets out to continue her mission.
Harold: Whoa! You knock me off my feet, girl!
Kiko: Get up, loser.
But now is not the time, apparently.
Harold: I gotta go. I’ll be back later to… play some video games… if you know what I mean.
Kiko: Kinda wish I could skip this one.
If I leave the dorm unsupervised for any length of time, chances are someone is gonna be hounding Aaron when I get back.
Aaron: That fire wasn’t my fault, I swear! It’s that stupid defective stove!
Ixi: Pull yourself together.
Aaron: Sorry. I just mean… maybe we’d all get along better if we stopped pointing the finger about these stupid fires.
Ixi: I’ll point my finger if I darn well want to!
Aaron: Can you please not point it at my junk though?
Ixi: YOU KNOW IT’S NOT INTENTIONAL
Aaron: Do I though?
I know he’s kind of a menace to society, but poor Tonu hasn’t had much of a chance for socialization in his life. So when the Tri-Frum sorority invites him to a party, of course I let him loose on their silly little house.
Samantha: Sarah, did you invite a boy to the slumber party?
Sarah: Okay fine, maybe I did.
Ye: That doesn’t work for me. I’m out.
Sarah: Aww come on, don’t be like that…
Samantha: OMG. Wait a second. You’re Tofu Beancurd!
Hannah: No way! That garbage singer from Dragon Valley?
Entire Room: *HORRIFIED GASP*
He was bound to run into a hater eventually.
Hannah: What? You all act like he’s some artistic genius, but his lyrics don’t even make sense!
Samantha: I apologize for her ignorance.
Tonu: I stepped on a CORNFLAKE!
Shannon: Great, now look what you’ve done. He’s leaving and it’s all your fault. You’re totally getting voted out of Tri-Frum.
*Sisters echo* TRI-FRUM!
Brace yourselves, for we are about to experience the most ridiculous and villainous chapter of Kiko’s Evil Seductress… thing.
It all starts when she encounters Mugsy on this remote, snow-covered plot. Was it planned? Was it accidental? I could not tell you if I wanted to.
Kiko: Oh, hey Mugsy. What’s up?
Mugsy: Mugsy make snowmugsy.
Kiko: Cool, cool. I’ll just be over here.
Kiko: Hey look, I’m making a snow Kiko! Get it? ‘Cause I’m an angel?
You keep telling yourself that.
Kiko: Here, let me help you with Snowmugsy.
Mugsy: No touch Snowmugsy’s butt!!
Kiko: Gee, sorry.
Kiko then gets to work building a cozy igloo while Mugsy practice his flirting.
Mugsy: Bone Lady like fish? Mugsy catch good fish with bare hands.
What happened to the igloo? Please don’t tell me…
Kiko: You’re my wonderwall.
Lord help us.
Mugsy: Wonder… wall?
Kiko: That’s right, Brotoaski. You’re putty in my hands.
Mugsy: No putty! No wonderwall! You disgust Mugsy!
Kiko: OH COME ON, THAT HAS NEVER NOT WORKED
She quickly realizes she needs to speak his language.
Kiko: Kiko strong female! Look for strong male!
Mugsy: Mugsy strong male!!
Kiko & Mugsy: MAKE BOOM BOOM!
A thoroughly disturbing mating ritual.
But Mugsy of all people seems strangely aware that he’s being played. At the first possible opportunity, he takes off on his bike looking positively terrified.
And Kiko retires to her icy cavern for the night.
Kiko: Meh, I’ll get him next time.
Dammit, I really need to watch these fools. Kougra, leave the man alone!
Kougra: You’re stupid.
Aaron: Pretty rich coming from you.
Meanwhile, Kau engages in the most mundane of college activities.
Garrison: I gotta say, no one’s ever asked for their espresso brewed with saltwater before.
Kau: You got any dried fish?
Garrison: Hahaha, you sure are a character.
Garrison: Here you go dude. Stay warm out there!
He flagrantly disobeys.
Kau: I savour the chill in my bones.
So does Kiko, apparently. I guess this is where she lives now.
Kiko: Come along, Mugsy. Let’s pick up where we left off.
Mugsy: Mugsy get some?
Mugsy get some.
The disappointment on her face.
Mugsy: Mugsy feel extra manly now. Mugsy go lift rocks.
Kiko: You have fun with that.
This “project” is starting to bore you, huh?
Kiko: Humanity bores me.
Kiko: Yeah man, those aren’t rocks.
Mugsy: Rock too big. Make more Snowmugsy instead.
Kiko: Or you could go home.
She fully ignores him after they leave the igloo, yet he keeps hanging around on the “date.” Somebody seems a little attached.
Not Kiko though. She’s ready to use this little snow palace to its full potential.
Harold: You called?
Kiko: You answered?
Kiko: Never mind. Let’s get to it.
Harold: There’s a great little Italian joint on the other side of—
Kiko: Yeah no, we’re going to my igloo.
Skelly: Can you feel the love tonight?
Snowmugsy: Not really, nah.
Samantha: You wanted to talk?
Kyle: Yeah, I can’t do this anymore.
Samantha: I don’t understand! I thought we were fine!
Kyle: Oh really? Ever since you got all gaga for that weirdo singer—
Samantha: Tofu has nothing to do with us!
Kyle: Yeah, well neither do I.
Harold: BEST DAY EVER
This is what I come back to. Hey, at least she’s not tearing a strip off of Aaron?
Aaron: I didn’t think you were the red solo cup type.
Ixi: When in Rome, as they say.
Ixi: You are a fool!
Aaron: I get it. Once a day is really enough.
Aaron ought to take a leaf out of Kiko’s book and just move the fuck out. But only that leaf—certainly no others.
Kiko: Hey now, my choices are flawless. Especially marshmallows for dinner.
Well, apparently she’s a trendsetter—more and more townies are taking up camp on her secluded patch of snow. I guess this lot was designed to be a hideout for underage drinkers.
Paul: Wait, what happened to marshmallows for dinner?
Kiko: Nah man, carrots are the new thing. Get with the times.
Paul: Man, fuck your carrots!
Kiko: No thank you.
Paul: Fuck your snow angel!
Kiko: Dude, go home.
So much rage.
OH MY FUCKING GOD.
Jarod: Hey guys, I think something’s wrong with the stove.
Jarod: Welp, better get to class!
Aaron: Why is it always me?
This dorm has really milked his Brave trait for all it’s worth. I confirmed that one on his SimWiki page, but it turns out I was wrong about Absent-Minded and Slob. Which means everyone has been calling him stupid purely because they felt like it.
Well, apparently this is the Kiko Show now. For those keeping track, she has just one Cham left to… corrupt.
Kiko: You sure are a difficult Cham to track down. Do you like, actually go to class or something?
Kiko: You really don’t have to do that. This school is a brain-rotting garbage dump.
Kid: Don’t disrespect the FPC!
Figures a twelve year old got accepted here. They let the Langurds in, didn’t they?
I was kidding about Mugsy getting attached, but maybe I wasn’t wrong.
Mugsy: Igloo boom boom?
Kiko: Maybe later. I’m a little busy.
Kiko: Yeah. Or never. I dunno. Go lift some rocks.
Things are going okay with Mahmoud until Bettie Franklin shows up and whoops his ass.
Kiko: Officially borrowing that reason for everything. Thanks!
Bettie: You’re welcome!
Kiko: Okay but you really killed the mood, so I take that back.
Bettie: Too late!
Mahmoud: Girls are so mean!
Kiko: Dammit. I was so close, too.
Bettie: Take me instead?
Kiko: Umm no offence, but no.
Background Dude: Attention, people! Yetis are real and they will steal your girlfriends!
“No offence”, she says, and then ducks behind a bush to do this.
Kiko: Listen punk, this is my turf. If you show up and ruin another hookup for me, I will turn you into a snowmugsy.
Bettie: I don’t even know what that means!
Not so discrete, it seems.
Kiko: Did you get all that?
Harry: I think so.
Kiko: Good. I want the world to fear me.
Yeah, they may be getting mixed messages. Evil and Friendly is an absolute doozy of a trait combo.
But now, back to Kau looking extremely out-of-place while doing completely mundane things.
Kau: Mika hasn’t changed her relationship status on Facebook…
Probably because no one uses Facebook anymore, noob.
Kau: What??! Then how is the world supposed to know we’re in love?
He is then interrupted by the… hand-holding bandit?
Paul: I will hold every hand on campus and no one will be any the wiser!
Paul: Hey man, I just wanted to say how cool your whole pirate thing is. I really hope it goes well for you.
Kau: Wow that’s so nice of—
Paul: *reaches for hand*
Kau: Dude what are you doing?
Taste of his own medicine, I think.
That’s funny, why would I take a picture of Jarvis going into the photob—
Passerby: Niiiiiiiiiiice. We all do it sometimes, am I right?
Eww, go away.
Kiko: Brb, gotta go burn this.
I don’t make a habit of using “smh”, but smh.
SO CLOSE GUYS. Just one more mini-post and then I can throw up an heir poll! It may be more like Saturday since my sister is getting married tomorrow, but I’ve already taken some silly snapshots of our candidates so it won’t be long.
Thank you for your likes and comments, and Happy Simming!
This university saga is pure chaos. I have vague memories of playing it, but I no longer have the slightest idea what I was thinking.
For instance, Kiko’s life choices are beyond questionable.
Kiko: Don’t judge me.
I mean, all the power to you. But seriously… the Chams???
Kiko: I have my reasons.
Not that anyone could’ve forgotten, but Ludo is her second conquest after declaring war on the frat and then bedding Jeff in the last chapter.
And so we go where no Langurd has gone before—and probably much, much farther, but let’s take this one chapter at a time.
Previously, Tonu became a teen. I don’t remember his new trait, nor is it particularly relevant thanks to the constant fuckery of Unstable.
The only thing I can be sure of is that he definitely has a crush on Butler June.
Tonu: I’m a turtle eating waffles.
June: That’s nice. I’m a butler eating cake.
Jeez Kau, what’s got your suspenders in a knot?
Kau: I just found out there are at least TWO empty beds in this house.
Kau: …and I’m SO happy to keep sleeping in my roof tent even though it’s winter. I love it SO MUCH.Read the rest of this entry
I’m doing my darnedest to keep this momentum going, so let’s get straight into the next act of the shitshow!
Here we see a typical morning at the Langurd Lodge for Futuristic Wayfarers. After arriving with a crash of thunder that ruins my screenshots and wakes the baby, a guest makes himself at home in the nursery.
Colby: Ah, what a quaint little transport vessel! I believe this is what they called a bort.
It’s precisely at this point that I rage-delete the time portal and leave Colby forever stranded. I hope he learns how to sail that bort the fuck outta here.
It was a dark and stormy night. Detective Guy Mansfield had just returned from a hard day of investigating. It had been a tricky case today, but Mansfield was the best there was, and the man was locked away for good. He wouldn’t be stealing another pack of gum anytime soon.
Guy’s trusty canine, Sparky Dogfield, stood guard at the stern as the detective put down his umbrella.
“Our work here is done,” said Guy. “Tomorrow we sail for Bridgeport.”
“Ruff,” said Sparky.
…is when I’ll learn to update this sodding legacy.
Until then, we’ll all just have to deal with my natural blogging patterns, which—let’s be real—can be mostly summarized as: “When real life sucks, turn to Sims.”
And so, in a state of post-Christmas, cat-hates-me, roommate-got-a-boyfriend and it’s-cold-outside disenchantment, here we are.
It’s good to be back.
Omen: Just wanted to let you fools know I’m getting emancipated. You’re no longer my parents and I’m going into Sith training on Korriban.
Question: What’s the longest you guys have ever played for in one sitting? I’m too ashamed to admit mine, but let’s just say I’ve been putting in almost full days lately, and it’s taking its toll. I moved some stuff into my RL apartment today, and when my cat immediately started nosing around the new trash can, I saw “Check Out New Object” hovering in his action queue. Then I sat down with a glass of water and asked myself what life is.
Of course, it doesn’t help that when I’m not playing, I’m writing posts or editing screenshots or formatting blogs. But hey, you gotta
live control fake people’s lives while you’re young!
Alternatively, you can live while you’re old like Lira. She seems to have really come into her own since she hit elderhood, and more specifically, since she embalmed herself in the pursuit of eternal youth.
Lira: Stupid bunny rabbit! I wanted an alien!
Still pining after Teqeq?
Lira: Who is Teqeq?
Twist it! Pull it! Flick it!
But hey, now that I’ve ruined that for you, let me… ruin lots of other things as well. Welcome back to the Langurds!
Lira: I am Mrs. Nesbitt!
We already did that.
Lira: But the readers liked it!
That doesn’t mean we get to repeat stuff.
Lira: Uh, yeah. It’s called a SEQUEL.
Okay, fine. Presenting: “Lira Drinks Tea 2: This Time with Wings.”