apocalypse my brain prologue
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Apocalypse My Brain: Prologue
The apocalypse that fries your brain!
A Message from the Author
Yes it’s me, India. I’m back with a brand new challenge. But this time it’s isn’t a legacy... It’s an Apocalypse!! Yup, for now I will be attempting the hardest challenge in the book. Wish me luck, won’t you?
This chapter mainly revolves around the college years of my founder, and I am using rules from base game to seasons. I am not attempting past that! India
And here is the founder of our little... Challenge. Meet Alexa Apocalypso. So, how are you feeling then, Alexa?
“Ahh... So I’m your next victim. I see.”
Victim?? Victim of what??
“Uh... A legacy, weirdo.”
Alexa here is a knowledge sim, with a LTW of topping a career of some-sort.
Pfft, as if she’ll ever do that. She is fairly neat and fairly active, so she can hopefully survive the impending doom upon her. Oh how fun!
“Doom?”
Oh nothing... Nothing I tell ya!
So I immediately send her to go make some friends from the SS, so we can secure the safehouse after college. Fortunately, I chose the 16 dorm room in La Fiesta Tech, so there are plenty of SS dorks around here.
“So, what’s that jacket for then?”
“It’s a special club where we are little pigs. Oops... Did I say that aloud?”
Yup, loads of dorks around here.
“So, you’re one of those SS people too?”
“Well I don’t like to brag... Know what I’m sayin’?”
“Why is your hair shaped like a bowl?”
We have plenty of people in our dorm. Sorry if some pictures have plumbobs and things in them, I have a new computer with a veeery wide monitor and I take a picture without plumbobs, and then when I view the picture one’s there!
Stupid, I tell you.
So, taking the advice of fellow boolpropers, I built a little downtown lot equipped with basic survival things, and fun things. So I take her here and I realise you can’t skill on community lots! Arrgh! Looks like I’ll have to stick to just using the lot for meeting people.
Another fail for India... Typical.
But it wasn’t a complete waste of time. I got Alexa to meet this chap here, who I am considering to be the spouse. I am looking for Alexa to lift Culinary, and her husband to lift Medical.
“Hello.”
“Hello. Did you know that something’s coming. Something bad... Something... OOOH PENNY!!”
“Uh... Why do you look like a ghost?”
“DOOOOOOOM!”
“Huh? Why is everyone going on about doom and stuff. India??!!”
*innocent whistle*
And the stalking continues. I mean seriously, do these dormies not have lives?
“No, we’re warning her about the impending doom!”
Shut up about the frickin’ doom already!!
“Well you’re not exactly going to warn her, are you?”
“You know, Alexa... I really think you’re quite hot. Might you consider dining with me one night?”
“Look Bill... You’re a great guy, but I don’t really like you. Sorry.”
“Oh don’t tell me... You like bowl-head over there.”
Welcome to Alexa’s Amazing Cafeteria, where we clean up after you... Cook for you... Everything!
“And all at only 10 simoleans an hour. Shameful! I should go on strike.”
Yeah well, you only have $400 in your bank account, so get scrubbing!
“Why have I gotta work out in front of the stereo?!”
Well because, until you get that flipping A+ after your final exam, we have no money to buy proper exercise equipment. But remember, it could be a whole lot worse. No showers... No fun... Work...
“As if!! You said I was in a legacy, not some sort of disaster.”
“Ow! Work out that body! Yeah show me baby... Show me what you’ve got!”
“Eww you perv.”
“Oooh momma! Spoken like a true hero.”
“GET AWAY FROM ME YOU FREAK!”
Yeah, there seem to be quite weird circumstances of dormies walking around in undies. Weird, if you ask me. But I eventually found the source of it. They sleep in Alexa’s bed.
Don’t ask.
Ahh! You’re finally here! And it only took you about 2 days. Goodie the safehouse is in the bag!
“I have orders to arrest you by the people of DOOMsville. You do not see the danger, no?”
“I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about lady. Why is everyone obsessed with doom?”
“Well I guess I better arrest you then.”
“Aww man, this stinks. Can’t you stop it, India?”
Umm... No can do, I’m afraid.
“Tsk tsk... People don’t understand.”
And THIS is the secret society lot in LFT? I mean, I’ve never played this university before, but it is kind of small, don’t you think?
“Hold the phone... You’re those freaks who live at my dorm... What’s going on?”
“You’re in the SS! Now you will be protected from any incoming DOOM with a safehouse. Yours now if there is ever an APOCALYPSE.”
“Eh... This is a legacy, not a nuclear disaster, fool.”
And Alexa seems to be getting down with this particular guy. I mean, he’s cute alright, but he’s not exactly Apocalypse material. We should get her Downtown to start interviewing townies.
“Apocalypse? What are you talking about, India?”
Nothing.... Nothing at all...
Girl at the back: “Eww, he’s NAKED!!”
Alexa and her friend don’t seem to be fussed though.
Oi, you stupid townie....
“Get the hell out of my dorm, you freak!”
Or it could be said that way, of course...
“Hello?”
“Alexa Apocalypso. Did you never not ask about your name?”
“Umm... Who is this? Because, seriously, I do not have time for pranks.”
“Alexa, your future is prophesised. There is a great task ahead of you.”
“Umm... Who’s calling? Aww man they hung up.”
Alexa and bowl-head boy still seem to be at it.
“Y’know, you are quite cute.”
“Wow, I’ve even swung the most feisty girl this side of the campus!”
“I guess you have... Indeed.”
“Your green emerald eyes are so pretty, Alexa. They shine like emeralds pasted on a clear white sky.”
“You’re very poetic.”
“Oh... You want poetic? Well here comes poetic...”
...
“Wow, that was poetic. You little lovemachine!”
“Oh yeah! I’m fit! I’m gonna grab a load of boys now!”
Well you never know, there might be other uses for your muscles. Maybe...
“What? It’s not as if there’s gonna be... Like a nuclear explosion or whatever!”
Wouldn’t be the first time...
Did you know, the TV’s moved position from in front of the sofa to the floor. I mean, girls you’re not gonna see the people behind you unless you turn around. So stop trying!
And the lovebirds are still at it. I need to save up for a makeover chair so I can make over all the dormies. I know I wouldn’t be able to bear looking at his bowl-cut for the rest of his life.
“So, Alexa, I see you and Tazama have something going on then.”
“What are you talking about, Jac? We’re just good friends.”
“Yeah... Right. Good friends, eh? How good?”
“Uh, Jac, me and Alexa aren’t publicly exposing our relationship quite yet, okay?”
And since we’re so poor at the moment, Alexa’s taken to freestyling for tips in hopes we get some extra cash. Fortunately when dormies tip people, it doesn’t come out of the household funds.
“And yeah I really wanna know, what’s taking ya too long.... Uh huh..”
But who would really tip that performance, anyway?
Yes! Sophmore year ahoy! And she got the $1,200 simoleans. That will go to great use.
Oh yeah... And she got an A+. But that’s not important.
“Roll up, roll up! Come and try Alexa’s Makeover Station today!”
Yes, I gave in and spent the whole of her tuition grant on a makeover station. Am I crazy? Probably.
But at least I was able to change ol’ Tazama’s looks. No more bowl-cut! Hoorah!
On a side note, I will probably use Tazama as the spouse to the founder, hopefully he is well skilled so not a lot will be needing doing to get him to the top of Medical.
But, while there were successes on some people, others were not so lucky.
“What do you mean, oops? I paid good money for my face, and now you’ve gone and ruined it!”
“Sorry, but can’t you go and rub it off in your dorm room?”
“That’s not what dormies do!”
So, taking advice from fellow boolpropians, I remodeled the downtown lot so I could send Alexa to it, to make friends and interview some townies.
I was also a big fan of red when I decided to build it.
“Yeah, babe, I’m in the Slacker career. I’m a hard worker, you see.”
Not quite what we need at the moment, but we’ll put you down for a few generation’s time.
“EXCUSE ME?! Old lady here waiting for service! Are you deaf or something? I can always make your hearing work again!”
“You really think I’ll serve you while you’re screaming the place down?”
“DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?! I definitely haven’t used my purse in a good while...”
Uh... Bartender lady, I think you better run screaming now...
And things got even more weirder in the showers.
“Ahh! What are these builders doing, putting showers in shower rooms? Stupid, I tell you!”
Uh... Right.
Everybody run! She’s on the warpath...
Dun
Dun
DUN!
“I’m a surgeon.”
Heh, not bad, shame I’m not gonna need you for this challenge, as I chose a GIRL FOUNDER which I’m really regretting now.
“I’m Captain Hero,”
Even nicer! I’m definitely putting this girl on my list. Whenever I have a boy heir, I’ll give you a shout.
Meanwhile, back at the dorms, this is what the toilets look like on a daily basis.
I really need a maid.
And the area by the TV is cluttered with books.
I mean, people, there’s a very suitable bookcase over there!
While Alexa’s not skilling, she spends her time at the makeover chair.
“WAAAAAAAAAHHHH!”
How happy she makes the customers though is a different matter.
“I should sue you! How dare you take away all my hair!”
This seems to be happening a lot at the moment.
“WOOOOO! VOO GERBITS!”
“I’m exercising, you stupid cheerleader.”
“VOOOOOOO GERBITS!!”
“SHUT UP AND GET OUTTA MY FACE!”
“Zzzzzzzzzzz”
Oh gosh, the apocalypse hasn’t even started yet.
“When are we gonna tell people about... Us, Taz?”
“Well, I kind of think they already know, Alex.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. We’ll be a strong unit, Alex, whatever happens.”
“So, Alex. You and Taz are really getting it on, eh?”
“No... We’re not.”
“Oh Alex. I know when people are attracted to one another. And you two are.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. We’re good friends.”
“Alex. You’re crushing on him real good. And he loves every little bit of you. You’re perfect for each other.”
“Hmm... Maybe.”
“You need to make a move on him, Alex. Take it from me.”
“Really?”
“Oh stop playing the oblivious card. Have you kissed yet?”
“Yeah.”
“Well you need to take it a step further!”
“Okay, I'll think about it. Thanks for the advice.”
“Oh not more lovebirds. Please I am 11111111 days old... Do I really need to see what?”
“Shut up cafeteria lady, this is love!”
By the way, Alexa still skills. She’s always skilling if not eating or on the makeover station. She’s getting there, she needs to max cooking, creativity and body, and get 8 logic skill points. It’s turning out to be tougher than I thought.
Yes! Finally Alexa’s in her junior year! Only two more years left! HOOOOOORAY!
“Uh mate... I’m on the toilet. Could you not watch me please?”
“Doom.... Dooom.... Doooooom.”
“Oh not more doom! Shut up, already!”
“Did she muck up your face too?”
“Yes.”
“At least it’s not just me.”
WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
“Alex, I have it all organised up on the roof. Don’t ask me how I managed to buy it all, but you better appreciate it.”
“Okay, I’ll use it within the next few days.”
“Alex, you don’t think you could get rid of this makeup, could you?”
“I’ll think about it. But I’ll probably say no I like doing that.”
“Oh you little...”
“Remember you’re language. We may be hosted on LJ now but India still disapproves of foul language.”
YES! One skill maxed, two more to go. I would use aspiration rewards but I made Alexa a knowledge sim which means I’m saving all her points for the Elixir of Life and energizer.
“I bestow upon you a great and powerful gift.”
SQUEEEE GENIE LAMP!
“Hello Master. I may grant you 3... Ahh! Not good. Light in face! Help!”
“You were saying?”
I wished for Peace of Mind, Wealth and Beauty. I’m assuming it’s not against the rules to do so, even if I’m not using FT rules. At least I’ve got her perma-plat now, so she *hopefully* won’t complain much when she’s all stinky.
“Aww man, I burnt the spaghetti.”
The stove’s on fire and you’re only concerned about the spaghetti?
“I burnt it!”
The kitchen’s on fire! That’s more important.
“FIRE DANCE!”
“FIRE DANCE!”
“FIRE DANCE!”
It’s funny how they can do the fire dance in sequence, but not the smustle.
Oh look who it is. Bella Goth finally decided to make an appearance. I’ve never seen her in Strangetown before, probably because I’ve never really played it before.
I don’t really understand why she’s turned up at a college neighbourhood though.
Ooh, I wasn’t quite expecting Alexa to get a bronze makeover badge, shame it’s not really gonna become of much use in the Apocalypse.
Good if you’re starting a business though... Which we won’t be... heh
The invasion of dormie ghosts continues...
“I’m gonna take him up to the roof now, Tish. Can you try and make sure nobody disturbs us up there?”
“I’ll try. Now you two have a good time, okay? And tell him he’s hot, from me,”
“Tish!”
“Oh I was only kidding! But make sure you put on some proper attire, though. Dining in your jim-jams isn’t the best idea out there.”
“What’s going on, Alex? Are we... Like eating dinner together or something?”
“Well, there’s two chairs and a table... On the roof... With a BBQ,”
“Oh... Yeah.”
“Yup, just the two of us. And some hamburgers, of course,”
“I never knew you were a cook, Alex.”
“Well I’ve been studying hard in front of that TV for the past 3 years... I must know how to cook something, at least,”
“Why aren’t you eating the burger on the table, Alex?”
“Does it matter? We’re eating alone together, isn’t that good?”
“Yeah I suppose.”
“Now, I have something to ask you.”
“Taz, we’ve known each other for years. We love each other. Even you can admit to that! And I’d like to do this for you...”
“Alex...”
“Will you marry me? I believe it’s the right time. So, what do you say?”
“Wow... I might have been expecting it sometime, but in this romantic setting I really didn’t expect it. So I’ll have to say...”
“YES! I’ll marry you, Alex! This is going to be fantastic!”
“Thank you! We are going to have an amazing time in the legacy,”
Muahahahaha just wait and see Alexa, you’ll have a whale of a time..
Senior year! Yay finally soon this will be all over and we can get down to the task at hand.
“Yes and I can be with Taz!”
Yeah... Think I better tell you soon.
This girls actually quite pretty, I think I may put her as a reserve for generation 2 or 3.
“Voila! Bon appetite!”
I didn’t know you could speak bad French too! You do know Bon Appetitre means along the lines of “have a good meal”?
Eh... I could have sworn I pressed the right button...
“Ah she’s gonna RUIN my HAIR!”
Calm down missy, we can sort it out in a jiffy.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!”
What? It doesn’t look too bad.
“What was that for?”
“Sorry... I guess my hand slipped...”
Alexa?!
She stinks, streaker. Doesn’t that even put you off?
“I like to spread my streaker-ness to EVERYONE, stinky or not.”
“OMG she really stinks! I’m outta here!”
I rest my case.
101 Ways to Have Fun at College:
1) See a dormie walk on an invisible staircase. How fun!
2) Ask a blind dormie to look at the naked lady coming through the door. Wooo!
3) Blast those skill points out of the blind dormie. Yeah, who says skilling can’t be fun?
4) Stare at Alexa’s maniacal expression. Muahahah!
5) Oh yeah, and blast the maid as well. And brainwash her while you’re at it, okay?
And that was 101 5 ways to Have fun at College! Hoorah!
“ROCK ON! Thank you very much!”
Yeah, I gave in and freed some of Alexa’s want spam with a drumkit. But guess what she rolls after I bought it?
“Can I have a bass now, please?”
*head desk*
Finally the last year is year. Time to get real and prepare her for the impending disaster.
Thank goodness for influence! I mean, how are my little simmies going to cope without it when they go to college in the apocalypse? 5000 influence = two people writing term papers = full grade bar. Woooo!
And, the lovely little apoca-players at boolprop told me to get lots of friends at the downtown lot (which I did – just didn’t take any snaps) and get them to 100/100. Which I’m doing, by the way.
Thank you boolprop!
And you may think I’m thinking WAY ahead, but I’ve already picked out generation 2’s spouse, Breanna Tse. Providing I get boys next generation, I plan to marry her in, because she’s a Captain Hero and that’ll get me instant burglar alarms.
What I’ll also have to do is to get either the heir or spare to lift law, so we can permanently lift law enforcement. And, I’ also considering getting either education or gamer lifted next generation too.
SO MANY RULES!!
“Hold the phone! What’s going on...”
“We’re getting unconfirmed reports that, in the short break of the Super Bowl, there has been a chain of nuclear explosions. They are rapidly spreading throughout the neighbourhood, and we are assuming it is something to do with the sewage systems. Dave has more information.”
“Yes, Kathy. When the Super Bowl decided to take a short break, the sewage systems have reached breaking point and caused a chain reaction of explosions. We are ordering everyone to get out of your homes! The Military and Fire services are trying to tackle the up roaring flames.”
“All of the major transport systems have been cancelled or delayed. The Police Chief has issued a statement within the last few minutes urging everyone to evacuate the area. In the last few minutes smoke has been pouring out of the Super Bowl, and the nuclear explosions are still spreading as we speak. Dave is live for us now.”
“Indeed. The Military and Police are out in force, trying to evacuate the neighbourhood. The main message is to get out of your home and travel west. The explosion is spreading through a westerly wind, so it is best to head that way to get out off the chaos. La Fiesta Tech has not been affected.”
“Come and see this! The whole neighbourhood has gone up in smoke! What are we gonna do?”
“Now it is time. The prophecy rings true.”
“What are you talking about? This is disaster! Disaster for my dreams of starting a family! We’re gonna have to move... Find somewhere else...”
“Listen to me, wise one.”
“I’ve always known there was something about you, Alexa. The feistiness. I knew you’d be chosen.”
“Huh?”
“Have you ever heard of the great prophecy? It tells of a girl. Disaster will strike in her neighbourhood while she is residing at college. When she returns, she must build a family whom will restore the neighbourhood in tough conditions. The prophecy was called, The Apocalypse.”
“The Apocalypse? But... My last name...”
“Your last name? Apocalypso. Meaning ‘disaster’. You must take the role of the prophecy, Alexa. You must build a family that will overcome the Apocalypse. You.”
“I can’t quite believe you’re actually saying this stuff. I have to go back to a barren ridden neighbourhood? This is more like a punishment than special treatment. And if you know all this, why can’t you do it? It doesn’t make any sense whatsoever,”
“Taz, I have something to tell you. I’ve been told that I am the one who can restore the neighbourhood, you know, from the apocalypse.”
“Really?”
“Do you think I should go ahead with it?”
“You know me, Alexa. I’ll be there for you whatever you decide to do.”
“Okay, I’ve made my mind up.”
“Good.”
“I... I’ll do it. I’ll battle the apocalypse. And I’ll win,”
“I’m proud of you, Alexa. It’ll be tough, but you’ll do it. And I’ll be waiting here for your descendants, as soon as they are safe to go to college.”
It’s your last few minutes before your final exam, Alexa. Hooray! Apocalypse, here we come!
“Why do you sound so optimistic about it? You’re gonna have to control me. And if you let me die you are so gonna pay for it.”
It’ll be okay. I’ll make sure to get some tips off my fellow boolpropians before I start.
And with that she graduated! Now it’s time to simvac some skillpoints and get back to Strangetown.
“Hello, yes I need a ride back to Strangetown.”
“Brrraaaaiiinnnnsss,”
“Excuse me?”
“Bbbrrraaiiinnnssss,”
Ahh! What the hell, Alexa. You’ve lost the CC hair I gave you? Ugh! And that dress?
It’s a flaming apocalypse winter and you’ve got bare feet and a short bath towel on?
“Ah phone in my head, phone in my head.”
You are so in for it when I play you again! I don’t even know where that bath towel thing came from? I don’t think I’ve downloaded it...
“I’m weatherproof.”
Well you’ll soon be moaning about the endless winter. And that’s all for now, see you in the next chapter (that is, if I can survive until the next chapter)Happy Simming!