Boreal Springs

October 23, 2009

B.S.U. Campus – Round 26: ‘Love Song’

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus,Davis,O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 3:37 pm

Emma Davis is completing her final two years at University while Francis O`Hanlon is just starting his four year venture.

Emma smiled, greeting Francis as he walked in.  She knew him, but they were never very close.  The most she knew about him came from her friend, Rosa Anderson, who had dated him in high school.  He certainly grew up well.  He looked almost exactly like his father, only blond and with dark, foreign eyes.

“So, it’s just us.  Hope that’s okay.”

“That’s fine,” Francis said, looking around.  “This place shaped up nicely.”

“Yeah, it turned out great.”

When she had initially found out that she would be spending her last two years with Francis, Emma hadn’t thought anything of it.  Unfortunately, she had underestimated the tension that can grow when two attractive people are stuck in a house together.  She didn’t like him like that, that’s impossible.  He was like his father, a womanizer.  Emma wasn’t one of those girls.  She didn’t go for guys like that.

She liked to be the one in control.

Emma was surprised when her adoptive grandfather, Gordon, stopped by one night for a visit.  She let him in, feeling suddenly nervous.  This wasn’t a pleasure call, she could tell by the way he was standing.  He was tense.  He had come to yell at her.  She tried to let on as if she were clueless.

“Hey, I didn’t know you were coming over.”

“Hello, Emma.  I hear you’re falling behind with your scholarship.”

“My parents sent you, didn’t they?  Why can’t everyone just leave me alone, it isn’t like I’ve done anything wrong…”

“Messing with people’s lives is wrong, Emma.  You can’t just hurt someone because they’re ‘in the way’, especially when the person you’re after… doesn’t feel the same.”

Emma rolled her eyes, “Lydia has no business!  She’s not like us.”

At this, Gordon’s eyebrows quirked upward, “What is this us you speak of, Emma?”

“What?  You’re going to deny me now?  I’m not your biological granddaughter, whatever… but I might as well be!”

“I wasn’t saying that at all,” Gordon snapped back, angered.  “I’m simply wondering where you get off considering yourself of higher worth than anyone else.  You’re not a special snowflake, Emma.  You’re with the rest of us.”

Her brows furrowed, “I am not on the same level as Lydia Anderson!  She’s trash!  She comes from some kind of weird… experiment.  I mean, her great grandparents were lesbians!

What happened next shocked Emma to her core.  Gordon’s hand shot out and struck her, right on the cheek.  She recoiled, the pain stinging.  She tried not to cry, but it was fruitless.  Tears formed in her eyes and fell down her cheeks unchecked.

“You are out of control!”  Gordon roared, drawing his hand back.  He didn’t usually resort to violence, but Emma was beyond talking.  “You’re in for a very hard lesson in life.  If you keep this up, you’ll find yourself in more trouble than you are now.  Remember who you’re talking to, Emma Davis.  I am not your parents and I will not tolerate your belligerent attitude!”

“I–”

“Be silent!  I suppose this is my fault, you were spoiled… and look what it’s done to you.  You were such a sweet girl, but money has turned you sour.  I can fix that real quick.”

“W-what are you saying?” She sniffed.

“I am cutting you off, Emma.  I’ve given you every chance I could think of and still, you act this way.  Your money is going to be locked down and I swear, if you so much as even try to touch it, I will take it… all of it.”

“You can’t!” She wailed, hands on her hips.  The tears streaming from her eyes and the defeat written all over her face did little to help her stance.  “You can’t do that!  How will I finish college?”

“I suppose it’d be wise to keep up with your scholarship, wouldn’t it?  And don’t go to your parents, they have no control over my assets.”

“You can’t do this…”

“It’s done, Emma,” Gordon said, turning and heading out the door.  “I’ve given you enough chances.”

She fell silent, watching him walk away.  What else could she say?  There was nothing to do.  It was his, it had always been his.  Her mother and father had good jobs, true, but it was Gordon’s kindness and money that kept them comfortable.  She couldn’t run to them for help.

“And stay away from Gregory and Lydia.  If I find out you so much as look at either one, I’ll be back.”

Emma sat in her room, trying to swallow down her sorrow.  She’d brought this all on herself, but she certainly hadn’t expected this kind of reaction.  Her fingers tensed on the bed and she sucked in a big breath.  Everytime she assumed there were no more tears to cry, more came.

Suddenly, her door opened.  She didn’t bother looking, she didn’t care.  Francis stepped in, regarding her with curiosity.

“You cry really loud, you know, for a girl.”

“Leave me alone, Francis.”

“What’s wrong?”

He sat down next to her as she explained a little bit about what had happened.  He listened quietly, absorbing all the details.  He had heard some of it from Rosa, especially the bit about catching Gregory and Emma in a supposed romantic situation, which turned out to have been staged by Emma.

“So, let me get this straight, you thought this guy was perfect because you’re both rich?”

She sniffed, “well, yeah, and we’ve known one another since we were little.  Plus, our families kind of hate each other.”

“Because that makes total sense.”

“Shut up,” Emma bristled, lips pursing.  “Don’t make fun of me.”

March 16, 2009

B.S.U. Campus – Round 24: ‘Slow Ride’

Filed under: Anderson,B.S.U. Campus,O`Hanlon — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 10:35 am

Maggie O`Hanlon is preparing to finish her years at University while Gregory Anderson and Lydia Anderson are just getting started.

Lydia and Gregory arrived together.  It was a little surprising for them to see how quickly they had each grown in such a little amount of time.  Lydia had decided her braids were a bit too childish for the stylings of a young adult.  Gregory spent most of his time studying, trying to please his father.  If Lydia noticed the distance, she didn’t say anything.

Maggie, meanwhile, was hanging out with James.  Maggie had always been fond of James.  That didn’t mean they were hanging out because he had recently divorced Kit Knight.  No, they were friends.  They’d been friends since James started hanging out with Maggie’s older brother, Timothy.  She had drug him out in an effort to cheer him up.  Losing your love because she gave birth to the guy you hate’s children isn’t an easy thing to get over.

Maggie, with her playful ways and consistently upbeat demeanor, did manage to bring James out of his funk.  They had fun.  She even conned him into some karaoke, which he was good at.  His father had been Shang Yu, after all.  Maggie would be lying if she had said she wasn’t hoping that he’d finally see her, though.  She was.  She was so much better for him than Kit, she had always thought so.  She had no interest in Claude freakin’ Saunders.

Lydia still enjoyed fitness.  She especially enjoyed jogging around campus.  It was a good way to clear her mind and she was doing tons of thinking lately.  She felt strange about the way things had gone with Gregory.  Ever since arriving at University, he’d been a little distant.  They’d always been best friends–talking, enjoying one another’s company, everything… but now, things were just awkward.  She hated it.  She especially hated that she had grown kind of used to being even closer to him.

She finally managed to drag him away from his studies long enough to explain what was going on.  It was a relief to hear that it wasn’t anything to do with her, but with his father, Roman.

“I have to keep my grades up, any hint of distraction…”

“You think he’d pull you out?  Really?” Lydia was a little startled.

“No, but he’d probably keep me from seeing you.  Best friends or not.  Whatever else or not.  I really don’t want that to happen.”

Lydia nodded, “I didn’t realize…”

Meanwhile, Maggie was having a discussion with her older brother Timothy.  It wasn’t one she particularly looked forward to.  He wasn’t very pleased to find out she’d been hanging out rather closely with James so soon after his break-up with Kit.

“Don’t be a rebound girl, Maggie.  You’re better than that,” he advised.  She could hear Isolde in the background, trying to take the phone from him.

“I won’t, I told you.  I’m fine.  And tell Isolde that, too.  You guys worry too much.”

Timothy sighed, “I spoke to James.  I know what you’re planning, Mags.  It isn’t–” there was static and the Isolde’s voice broke through, “If you need a place to stay, you can always stay with us!”  More static as Timothy stole back the phone.  “Yeah, what she said.”

Maggie laughed, “you guys are expecting.  And you’ll need the room.  It’ll be fine, I promise.”

Maggie was elated when James came to see her the night before her graduation.  He hadn’t called in advance or anything, just popped up.

“We have an extra room, if you need it,” James offered.  He was fond of Maggie, she was pretty, defintiely, and her personality opposite of Kit’s… but he knew better than to make any moves.  It was too soon and she was Timothy’s little sister.  He was offering her as a friend.

“That would be nice.  Isolde wants me to stay with them, but with the baby and all…”

He nodded, “yeah, I was just there yesterday.  It’s a little hectic.”

She took his hand and smiled, “thanks, James.  I see you in a few days.”

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Note from Mao: Ahh, Maggie and James have almost three bolts, lol.  Lydia and Gregory were also quite amorous this update…

What’s with the mascots and cheering woohoos?  Seriously!  This was at the end of the round, too… dundundun.

December 28, 2008

B.S.U. Campus – ‘Carpe Diem, Baby, Pt. 1′

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 6:34 pm

Claude Saunders and Kit Knight have been at University two years now and have developed a sort of ‘understanding.’  Now joined by Marcus and Shelly Yu, they’re forced to be a bit more discrete.  Worse yet, James Yu has also come trailing along, his sights set on Kit.

James didn’t waste any time tracking down Kit.  He found her eating some burned grilled cheese–she had never been much of a culinary master, despite her mother’s skill.  He took a seat next to her and immediately launched into his anti-Claude propaganda.

“What are you doing with Claude, Kit?”

She gave him a look, “does everyone know about it?  Stupid Sade and her big mouth…”

“Forget Sade,” James interrupted, “Claude Saunders, Kit?  You’re smarter than that.”

“So what?  What’s it matter to you, James?  If you think insulting me is going to win me over, you’re wrong.”

Shelly and Marcus arrived sometime later, also greeted by the burnt grilled cheese sandwiches.  It had been a long drive and they were both hungry, so they didn’t complain.  Shelly wasn’t really sure what she was going to do now that she was University.  She knew she wanted to make lots of money, but now the how or the why.  She kind of missed her rivalry with Isolde and maybe Cole, too.

Marcus was just thankful to be away from their grieving mother.  Grief wasn’t really his thing.  He missed his father, true, but he was a guy, and guys really aren’t into tears.

Claude, meanwhile, found himself catching up with an all-too-familiar face.  The strange woman from the bar turned out to be an exotic blonde who was suddenly in his age range.  He wasn’t entirely sure how that worked, she didn’t look a day older than when they had first met years prior.  She contacted him suddenly, and he hadn’t bothered to ask how she got his number.  She was hot, what else mattered?

The funny accent certainly helped, too.

Kit, however, wasn’t nearly as impressed with the supposed ‘Countess’.  While the thing between her and Claude wasn’t serious, she refused to believe his involvement with this mysterious blonde was a good idea.  Common sense wasn’t exactly Claude’s forte and he missed the obvious signs.  As the Countess slunk away, Kit glared at her and then leveled her gaze on Claude.

“Geeze, Kit, don’t be so jealous,” was all he could manage.

“Don’t be such an idiot, Claude!” She roared, wanting to hit him, but restraining herself.  “There’s something wrong with her.  Can’t see it?”

“Not from here,” he said, watching her leave a little too closely.

Kit sighed.

At least she had some repose with James.  He was younger, yes, but it was so nice to have someone around that seemed to be from the same planet as she was.  He had always been intelligent, perhaps even more so than she, but his age had always been a deterrent.  Not to mention that Kit really never paid much attention to boys in school, either.  She left that mostly to Sade.  Now free of her best friend’s nattering, she found herself falling under James’ sway.  It was just as well, as Claude was overly preoccupied with his crazy blonde.

Claude didn’t think there was anything off about Emily.  Sure, she was pale, she had a funny accent, and she only came around in the dark… but everyone had their quirks, right?  Maybe he was just desensitized because of his father.  Of course, Claude knew exactly what his father was… maybe that’s why he had such a hard time realizing what Emily was.  It didn’t matter.  He liked her a lot more than he liked all the other girls he’d found.  She seemed to feel the same and so all was well in Claude’s mind.

It didn’t take long for Kit to educate James to the way of college.  She liked him enough, sure, but she wasn’t completely serious.  He was, of course, but Kit couldn’t have known that or maybe she wouldn’t have been as aggressive.  She simply thought they were friends with a mutual arrangement.  Kit wasn’t entirely sure why she wasn’t really into commitment, only that she wasn’t.  Poor James.

Claude got the awakening of his life late one night while he was on the balcony with Emily.  It had been like every other visit, they talked, spent time together, and went outside a lot.  This time, however, she led him purpousfully to the balcony.  When she was sure they were alone, she began to act strangely.  Claude couldn’t really remember much of what happened next, only that he woke up a few days later feeling really funny and Emily was gone.  He tried contacting her several times to no avail.  It was almost as if she had completely disappeared.

It was close to graduation and while Claude tried to hide the changes he now recongnized as vampirism, he couldn’t hide from Kit.  She snuck into the unused upstairs bedroom to find a coffin.  Her suspicions were confirmed.  She drug James up there, much to his chagrin.

“What is this supposed to prove, Kit?”

“Claude’s been turned into a vampire, obviously,” she said, as if James had been suddenly struck dumb.  “That idiot, I told him not to mess with that blonde weirdo…”

James sighed, “Why do you care, Kit?  It isn’t your problem anymore.  You’re graduating soon.  Come on, let’s go downstairs.”

When the time came to leave University, Kit would leave alone.  She planned to leave in the afternoon the next day, while Claude made separate arrangements.  He really didn’t look forward to the phone call, but knew he didn’t have a choice.

“I’m fine dad, really.  I don’t see why you’re so worried, it’s just University… what’s the worst that could happen?  No, I’m sure.  Nothing’s wrong.  I just have some things to do.  I’ll see you in the morning.  Tell mom not to worry.  Okay, yeah, I know.  Bye.  See you then.”

Claude was not looking forward to his homecoming, but he had no idea what else to do.  Only his father would know anything about what he’d become and even if he had to face his wrath, it’d be better than going through it blind and ignorant.

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Note from Mao: Shelly and Marcus will have a bigger part in the next round of Uni, no worries.  As for Claude and Kit and James… ugh.  Three bolt love triangle.  HOW?  I do not know, so don’t ask.  Claude is obsessed with Emily, though, much to Gordon’s chagrin.  It’s the reason he’s a danged vampire.  Revenge plot or stupid luck?  We’ll see.  Sorry it’s taken me so long to update… holidays, sickness, work… you get the picture.

November 30, 2008

B.S.U. Campus – Round 20: ‘Sade’s Diary, End’

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 12:41 pm

From Sade’s Online Diary, pulled from SIMplygorgeous.simjournal.com:

Well, here I am, at University.  Don’t expect any great stuff because to be honest, this place is horrible! All they do is nag about books and reading!  What do I look like, a nerd? Even the campus boys can tell I’m much better than silly homework, though I kind of wish they’d stop outright whistling and trying to get my phone number.  Please, really?  I don’t think so.  Not even if any of them were the last source of a compliment on the planet!

I guess I should mention that Kit and Claude are here, too.

Not that it matters much that they are here.  They’re both too busy doing their own things.  Kit actually studies–ha!–and Claude, well, Claude does what he’s always done.  I’d really like if he’d go and do it somewhere else, though.  My gorgeous and delicate nature aren’t meant to be surrounded by silly university hormones.  Yuck.  Isn’t it bad enough they’re making me read books?!

Kit has tried to ‘help’ me, but her idea of help is telling me to do the work.  What kind of help is that?  She lectures me all the time on how I’m going to get kicked out for running off to Aperture for days on end.  So?  It’s better than being here.  She thinks I don’t know her ‘little secret’, but I do.  Everyone thinks I’m some idiot with a gorgeous face.  One part of that is true and I’ll give you no guesses–the gorgeous part!  I am not stupid and I wasn’t born yesterday.  How did they think I wouldn’t find out?

Claude and Kit think they’re being sneaky, but I know better.  Not that I want to!  I used to soak in that hot tub–ewww!  Do you know what kind of nightmares I have now?  No wonder I have to run off to Aperture!

Okay, so it’s mostly to avoid the assignments–they’re horrible!  How am I supposed to know this stuff?  I’m actually kind of glad Patrick sent me packing over to Michael’s.  At least he is smart enough to do them for me.  Sure it took awhile to convince him, but now he doesn’t even question it!  Not that it matters, I forget to hand them in anyway.  That means I have to go to class!  Ew!

See?  I told you that I soaked in that hot tub!  Gross, huh?  As you can see, the annoying boys just won’t leave me alone! Give me a break.  Gross.  Can’t they see I’mfar above them and they’ll never have any hopes of truly basking in my gorgeousness?  As if they’d know what to do with it if they ever did!

Besides, I’m pretty sure I can get Michael to see things my way.  I just need some more time… and Fou-Lu gone.  That shouldn’t be too hard.

Apparently this university can’t handle my gorgeous.  Neither can this journal.  It’s time to face facts–I’m much too gorgeous for all of this.  So it’s time to say goodbye!

But first, I have to make a phone call… there’s no way I can let my parents find out about this!

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Note from Mao: Poor Sade barely made it through those first two years!  She really hates college, LOL.  She never had any college-related wants.  I made her do an assignment once and it took forever.  Can you guess where she went?  I’m sure you don’t have to. :D   The Claude and Kit thing?  Casual, completely casual.  Mutual attraction, but no basis for a relationship.  But isn’t that what college is all about?  Hahaha…

Oh and sorry there’s no portrait at the top.  I messed up and moved Sade out before I grabbed it, so her makeover was complete.  D’oh.

September 9, 2008

B.S.U. Campus – Round 19: ‘You Turn the Screws, Pt. 3′

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus,Davis,O`Hanlon,Saunders,Yu — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 10:14 pm

Patrick O`Hanlon is womanizing his way through University while Michael Saunders hits the books and keeps to himself. Elena Davis and Fou-Lu are no longer an item, but Elena is still uncertain about her decisions and Fou-Lu is hoping she reconsiders.

Patrick decided to call Elena out on her dealings with Shang Yu, “what are you thinking? I know you’ve got some semblance of a brain up there… you’re one of the few girls I know who does.”

“Gee, thanks, Patrick,” Elena replied, rolling her eyes. “And what’s it matter to you?”

“Shang and I are cut of the same cloth, Elena. Anything you two do isn’t special or serious or anything. He’s got Kat for that, he just wants you for, well, the obvious.”

“You think I don’t know that? I don’t want anything serious with him,” Elena replied, giving her nephew a pointed look. “Anyway, here’s a question for you… I’m almost afraid to ask. Are you wearing pants?”

He grinned, “what do you think?”

“Ew…”

Fou-Lu decided to try and corner Michael into helping him get Elena back. Unfortunately, the stoic and quiet half-sibling was a little less than willing.

“Elena is a big girl, she makes her own decisions.” Michael said, barely looking up from his dinner. “Besides, I’m not so sure you’re ready to get her back.”

“Huh? What’s that supposed to mean?” Fou-Lu was a little shocked by Michael’s outright bluntness.

Michael looked up, startling Fou-Lu, “you’re immature, Fou-Lu. Grow up a little and I’m sure Elena will notice. I’m only telling you this in an effort to steer you in the right direction.”

“That’s harsh, dude,” Fou-Lu replied, wounded. “Real harsh…”

Meanwhile, Michael wasn’t having much luck with dating. There was a pretty blonde girl at the house one day that Michael thought was okay looking, but he spoke to her only to find out she was one of Patrick’s many… well, ‘visitors’. He sighed and walked away. How Patrick did it, he’d never know. Michael just didn’t feel any great attraction or attachment to these women.

He kept comparing them to someone else.

Patrick was naturally smart, in fact, he was downright intelligent. But it never showed, because he used his smarts for evil and manipulation. He didn’t have to try with his grades, all his professors were female. He just smooth talked his way into an A+ everytime. He could have easily done it the proper way, but it was so much more satisfying knowing that he had enough power to influence his way to straight A’s.

Elena, knowing his fondness for red heads, set Michael up with a girl from her class. They had plenty in common and she wasn’t awful looking, but Michael just didn’t feel that spark. She had red hair, sure, but she wasn’t, well. And it just wasn’t the same.

The date went well, but afterwards, Michael felt nothing.

Meanwhile, Elena had given a lot of thought about what Patrick had said. It was silly to mess around with Shang Yu in an effort to ignore her problems. She was glad when Fou-Lu happened to be in the hot tub. She joined him and decided they needed to talk about their situation.

Fou-Lu clearly wanted Elena back and while Elena was undecided, she couldn’t deny they had a solid history.

Unfortunately, they didn’t get much of a chance to talk. Add together a hot tub, bathing suits, and two young adults and well, you don’t usually get a heartfelt conversation…

Patrick, meanwhile, was doing some ‘conversing’ of his own with quite as few of the available co-eds. They were at the last of their classes and ready to graduate, so he wanted to score with as many chicks as he could before he left. It was a personal goal he set for himself. He wouldn’t have enough time once he was signed to an agency and working on his acting skills.

Not that he hadn’t been improving those with every line and charm he’d done in the past four years.

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Note from Mao: This one is all over the place, sorry. I’ve played it intermittently for a week. Anyway, they’re graduated, yay. Too bad I can’t install AL yet. Anyway, if you don’t believe me, Michael really does suck at dating. He’s nice, just shy. But that doesn’t stop him from making girls cry. Note his total disinterest in her obvious distress. Cold, Michael, cold!

August 23, 2008

B.S.U. Campus – Round 18: ‘You Turn the Screws, Pt. 2′

Filed under: Anderson,B.S.U. Campus,Davis,O`Hanlon,Saunders,Summary — Tags: , , , , , , — Mao @ 8:11 am

Zhou Yu and River Saunders have an awkward relationship, but with the addition of four others, their lives are about to get more interesting. Patrick O`Hanlon is happy to finally be free and explore his… options. Michael Saunders just wants to survive college; Elena Davis has her goal in mind, but her boyfriend Fou-Lu Yu doesn’t seem to have any ambition at all.

Elena, Michael, and Fou-Lu all traveled to University together. Michael had got stuck driving, while Elena and Fou-Lu often forgot he was in the front seat. It was a little weird to have to be in the same with car with your sister who is making out with someone you’ve known since childhood.

He was happy to be free of the confines of the car, while Elena was happy to finally be in college. Fou-Lu was just impressed with how hot Elena turned out to be.

Patrick arrived later that evening, having hitched a ride with a hot chick. Why he was so late was never put to question, as it went without asking. Patrick was pleased with his roommates, though he had wished desperately to have his own place. Still, having people to talk to was pretty cool, and he was related to some of these people, too, so meeting relatives was interesting.

It turned out Zhou wasn’t upset about Falco “flying the coop”, so to speak, and just bought about bird. It was this that brought their relationship into more official territory.

“It’s just a bird, babe,” Zhou had said, laughing. “He’s probably teaching his bird friends to swear, too. That’s cool with me.”

River chose to ignore the fact that the bird was quite possibly teaching other birds to swear and instead focus on Zhou’s unfaltering ability to be sweet.

Elena had done a lot of thinking during her time stuck in the house before coming to University. She decided to pursue her dream of being a world-famous dancer. As usual, Michael lingered in the background doing something boring and nerdy while she practiced.

It wasn’t long before Fou-Lu located her and extracted her from her practicing.

Michael had left in favor of less ‘intimate’ places while Fou-Lu pulled Elena into a hug.

“This dancing stuff isn’t so bad,” he said jokingly. “You look good in spandex.”

“Lu, stop it,” Elena scolded, though she made no move to pull away. “I have to do my exercises.”

“There are other ways of exercising if you’re that worried about it…”

She sighed, and smacked him hard on the arm, causing him to pull away. He gave her a look and broke out into laughter. She hit him again, lighter this time. He was such a joker and that worried her. Would he ever take life seriously?

As the first year came to a close, everyone fell into a routine. Michael and River had an art class together, despite their complete lack of creative skills. They found solace in one another’s company and general inepitude, muttering under their breath about the unfairness of college gen-ed courses as they hastily smeared gobs of paint on empty canvases.

Patrick and Zhou often studied together, though Zhou was horrified when his books got confused with Patrick’s. His mouth dropped when he opened the book to find a questionable picture of a co’ed… and upon dropping it, several more falling out and littering the floor.

“Dude!” Zhou said, gesticulating feverishly with his hands, unable to say anything else.

Patrick looked stunned as well, picking up a picture and admiring it, “I forgot I had this one.”

“Is that ou… our literature professor?”

Patrick grinned, snapping Zhou’s book closed and handing it over, “nice, huh?”

“Dude!!”

August 9, 2008

B.S.U. Campus – Round 17: ‘Crushcrushcrush, Pt. 2′

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus,Saunders,Yu — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 12:55 am

Zhou Yu and River Saunders haven’t spoken much since the impromptu kiss when they were teenagers. Will the next two years be incredibly awkward or eye-opening?

Zhou and River knew what to expect when they arrived at campus. Everyone in Boreal Springs got the same scholarship and that scholarship led them all to the same housing arrangement. After unpacking and getting settled, they prepared their own food and sat down.

“Don’t you think this is kind of… awkward?” Zhou said finally, surprising River. She had been trying to avoid looking at him since she arrived. It was eaiser now that she saw the silver jutting out of his eyebrow and lip.

“No,” River replied, giving him a look, “though I am surprised. With as much as you deny being like your mother, you sure look like her.”

Zhou took the comment in stride and let it slide off, “I could say the same for you, River.”

This was going to be an interesting two years.

River hadn’t realized how much she missed Zhou’s ridiculously aggressive ways until the cow mascot came by and tried to start trouble. Zhou put an end to that real quick, grabbing hold of its foam hoof and twisting it. The person inside cried out, cringing backwards in horror.

Zhou shouted a few obscenties after the fleeing mascot, causing River to cringe. She certainly hadn’t missed his horrible mouth.

Of course, the shouting he had done at the cow was nothing in comparison to the match he had with the sink. Zhou was so much like Lilith it wasn’t even funny and instead of actually trying to rationally think through fixing the sink, he smacked at it with a wrench and yelled obscenities.

River eventually had to shut off the water and fix it herself. It took her a moment or two to pry the wrench out of Zhou’s clenched fist.

River was incredibly surprised when she came home from class to find a large bird cage standing in her way. She watched as Zhou gently held a bird of considerable size on his arm, talking animatedly to it.

“Zhou, what are you doing?”

“Isn’t it cool? It’s a bird,” Zhou replied, not bothering to turn around. “His name is Falco.”

River resisted the urge to roll her eyes and instead said, “Falco’s cage is blocking the phone… are we even allowed to have pets?”

“Falco’s a bird, River! What’s he gonna do?”

River really, really wasn’t fond of Falco and Falco didn’t care much for River, either. What annoyed her the most was when Zhou would walk around with Falco on his shoulder. He’d tried to teach the bird to speak, but all it could say was a rather inappropriate word River would have preferred not to hear every ten seconds.

“Zhou, put the bird away, we have to go to class.”

“I’m taking him with me,” Zhou replied happily. “It’s part of my experiment for my animal psychology class.”

“But all he does is swears!”

At this, he got really excited, “I know! Isn’t it awesome? That means it worked!

River simply blinked and followed him out of the house. She couldn’t understand how some part of her was infinitely attracted to this seemingly barbaric individual.

But then he did things to remind her why that part of her refused to let go and continued to nag at her every moment. Lately students had been trying to start greek houses and a would-be frat boy stormed into the house, naked and very proud of that fact. River was clearly horrified, especially given the fact that she hadn’t even had anatomy class yet and the one she had in high school certainly didn’t cover the basics of what he was currently putting on display.

One black eye, a nearly broken leg, and probably a fractured rib later, the frat boy was running full tilt back to his home base with Zhou easily able to keep up with him. River remained horrified for several days, unable to look at males the same way again. Euuugh!

One afternoon, after they had both arrived home from their individual classes, Zhou stopped River. He had been good about giving her space (well, as much space as was possible given how prone he was to beating the crap out of anyone who came too close…), but was unable to gauge how she was feeling. So he decided to voice his worries.

“Did you turn gay or something after that? I mean, that’s okay, if you did–”

River was horrified, “I’m not gay, Zhou!” She practically shouted it and was suddenly very, very embarassed. “That guy just startled me, that’s all.”

“So come out with me then,” he suggested, taking her hand. “I promise, there will be no naked idiots or annoying cows. I’ll even leave Falco here.”

She laughed, “all right, but it’s just as friends, okay?”

River was lying to herself if she thought she could win the war inside her head. Regardless of Zhou’s questionable personality traits and penchant for violence, River was in love. River knew Zhou better than anyone else. It was unfortunate, then, when she walked in the door after coming home from class only to see Falco fly past her head and out the door.

Zhou had begged her to clean Falco’s cage because he had an overnight sleep lab class of some sort. River had done so, but apparently forgot to close Falco’s cage. Falco was now looong gone. River was in trouble.

———–

Note from Mao: These two were so boring in Uni. They had like NO wants for one another, but would autonomously flirt and make out. Zhou had a want to buy a bird and so I indulged him. They kept having the same wants, day in, day out. I’m wondering if it’s because I installed JM’s want/fear sanity hack. We’ll see. I may end up removing it if this continues! They did have a want to go on a date and so I did that, but no pictures. I hate how all dates must end in WooHoo, so when they rolled those wants, I ignored them. Sorry, but having no wants for one another outside the date and suddenly wanting to WooHoo? That’s careless and River isn’t that way. xb

July 20, 2008

B.S.U. Campus – Round 15: ‘Heir Trouble, Pt. 2′

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 9:12 am

Roman Anderson was Thomas’ intended heir, but died before he could put it to paper. So, now the irresponsible Nevio and his gold-digging girlfriend are privy to the Anderson fortune. Will Roman be able to help his brother or will Nevio dig his own grave?

The three settled into the house as easily as any other. It was a bit small and meager for Roman’s tastes but neither Nevio or Laci seemed to mind. Perhaps what bothered Roman most was Laci herself. She was so obviously in it just for the money. The fact that Nevio didn’t see that or didn’t care was just indicative of his own instability. Roman wished dearly Thomas had the chance to pen his name as heir.

With Nevio in the position, it was likely they would be paupers in less than a year’s time.

The first act of unnecessary excess was the trip to the islands. Nevio insisted that he needed a break, that all the academic pressure was getting to him. At this, Roman rolled his eyes. Pressure? Where? The professors were terrified of giving him anything below a ‘B’ and his work certainly warranted much less. Roman wouldn’t even go into what Laci did to pass. All he could do is shake his head–Nevio had full control of the money now.

Letting his brother to his own devices, Roman went off on his own. It was then that he met up with a very intriguing islander. He had heard rumors ever since Tracey Saunders joined Boreal Springs; that a lot of the islanders hated being stuck on an overrun tourist trap and sought homes elsewhere. Cara Nanale was certainly one of those people. She even refused traditional dress!

She was shy and quiet, though, and made no wicked plans in her head for escape. It was only by chance she happened to cross Roman’s path and catch his eyes. She had a rather plain beauty about her.

Prompted by his frequent meetings with Cara, Roman decided to have a talk with Nevio. The vacation would soon be winding to a close and Roman hadn’t seen one act of restraint on Nevio’s part.

“What, suddenly you don’t think I’m a good heir?”

“Nevio, you know it isn’t that. But you’re making a bad first impression with Laci. Can’t you see what she’s after?”

Nevio shrugged, “so what? It isn’t like I’m going to marry her.”

“That’s even worse, you idiot! She’s going to trap you and then what? You’re so careless you’ll fall easily into the trap. I swear, Nevio, I think mother dropped you on your head too many times! Can’t you look past your own issues and see what you’re doing to our family?”

“Whatever, Roman,” Nevio said, sliding off his chair. “It isn’t like I have to listen to you anymore, anyway.”

Meanwhile, Laci was enjoying the excesses that dating Nevio Anderson provided. So far, her plan was working great. Nevio thought they were just messing around–casual girlfriend and boyfriend. They were being careful, but not careful enough. Sooner or later, it would happen and she’d have him right where she wanted him. Laci wasn’t terribly interested in children, but one would be worth nailing Nevio’s hand down. She wanted that money and no one, not even Roman, would stand in her way.

While it may have seemed Roman was preoccupied with Cara, he wasn’t. His brother’s problems and the family’s jeopardy were always forefront in his mind. In fact, that’s why he paid attention to Cara. She had the right sort of mindset to be a worthy wife of someone with money. She didn’t seem to be easily impressed by material wealth and her willingness to please those around her was more than suitable.

Roman had entertained thoughts of introducing her to Nevio, but soon found he couldn’t put her through that. He wasn’t completely heartless.

On the last day of their vacation, Roman caught Laci away from Nevio. He wasted no time letting her know that he was onto her and he would do everything in his power to keep her from screwing the family over.

“Oh, don’t be stupid, Roman,” she smiled pleasantly, “we both know who has power here. You can’t threaten me.”

“Don’t get cute with me, Laci, it won’t work. I will find a way to excise you much like the tumor you are.”

She moved closer, looking at him through her eyelashes, “why must you be so cruel? Can’t you see what a… nice… arrangement this could come to be?”

“You’re disgusting.” Roman fumed, pushing past her.

She laughed, watching him stalk off, “but I’m winning, aren’t I?”

———

Note from Mao: Roman and Laci are the type that have two bolts but do not get along at all. It’s hilarious watching them tear into one another. Poor Nevio is such a dolt. As for Cara… all I did were cosmetic changes. I’ve done this to a few townies, to remove their defaults/etc. I don’t know what their aspirations/etc are. Somehow, I messed up Cara’s default outfit. Woops, lol. But the only thing tampered with were her skintone and eyes. That’s all! I am really hoping she’s not another Romance sim.

June 4, 2008

B.S.U. Campus – Round 14: ‘Lies, Lies, Lies, Pt. 4′

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus — Tags: , , , , — Mao @ 6:45 pm

Julie O`Hanlon and Asia Ternynck are in love; Julie’s parents are oblivious. Marla O`Hanlon has her own vices and Katarina Anderson is more than ready to indulge her friend.

Julie sighed, listening to her Aunt Gina on the other end. Gina knew the circumstances between Julie and Asia the second they visited for dinner and was intent on getting Julie to fess up to her parents. Unfortunately, Julie wasn’t so easily swayed. She was the heir to the O`Hanlon name and being a lesbian could jeopardize that.

She didn’t want to give up her birthright, but she also didn’t want to give up Asia. She hoped that Gina was right and that her parents would love her no matter what, but who could say? Julie wasn’t ready to risk it.

Meanwhile, Marla and Katarina were indulging themselves. The new connection to Aperture gave them a bevy of options. They could often be found skipping out on class in favor of getting toasted and singing really bad 70s hits in a karaoke bar.

They enjoyed themselves so much that they decided they would surely move to Aperture upon graduation. Who could deny the pull of the city life? The sleepy burb, with its white picket fences and perfect lawns, was hardly their style.

Marla had always had her own problems and shortcomings. They were both thanks to Katarina dragging her through trouble and also her own issues with being second fiddle to Julie. She loved her twin dearly, but she was jealous. Julie was in love–even if it was a girl–and she got to take the house their grandmother Eileen had founded Boreal Springs. What did Marla get? Failing grades, as far as Boreal Springs Summit University was concerned.

She spent a lot of time milling the bars of Aperture. It was there that she met her own kind of special friend.

She spoke to him secretly on the phone in the house back on campus. They would meet downtown, but he never came back with her. Marla was afraid he’d see the place and realize she wasn’t as wealthy as she seemed. Hanging out with the mayor’s daughter and Thomas Anderson’s granddaughter, Katarina Anderson, had given Marla the appearance of being wealthy. The O`Hanlons were comfortable, but hardly wealthy.

So she kept her true life a secret and enjoyed the thrill of meeting her beau in the hot spots downtown, being wined and dined. He was a little older than her and was going through a divorce. Her parents would be livid if they found out.

Julie decided that there was no way she could ever leave Asia behind, no matter what her parents might think. So she proposed. Asia was overjoyed and hoped this meant they could finally be open about their relationship. She had been concerned, too, but she was a teen and silly. She knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Julie was the one for her. She just hoped Julie was as secure as she was when it came time to face her parents.

——–

Note from Mao: Very boring Uni turn. At least it’s over, yay! Any clue as to who Marla’s mystery beau is? You’ll find out eventually, no worries. Marla really does enjoy booze, too. Anytime Katarina drug her downtown, she headed straight for the bar! Lush.

May 18, 2008

B.S.U. Campus – Round 13: ‘Lies, Lies, Lies, Pt. 2′

Filed under: B.S.U. Campus — Tags: , , , , , — Mao @ 2:09 pm

Asia Ternynck joins the hood as Julie O`Hanlon’s secret girlfriend. Marla O`Hanlon drags her best friend and cousin, Katarina Anderson, to University with her. Can this diverse group of girls get along?

Katarina Anderson had been hesitant when her mother insisted she go to University. The deciding factor for her had been the freedom and, of course, Marla. Katarina was a bit of a wild child, so she didn’t get along with many people. Marla was her one true friend and though she felt bad for dragging her into all her misdeeds, she knew she couldn’t do it alone.

She wasn’t surprised to find out that Julie brought her girlfriend with her. Katarina had always suspected her cousin walked to the beat of her own drum.

Katarina stilled had plenty of fun with Shang Yu. When he was out with his band, he would drop by. Of course, they both knew that it was risky. Any one of the girls in the house could rat them out. Then Katarina would be forced to face the wrath of both her mother and Aunt Florence. It was a scary thought, but not scary enough to keep them from seeing each other on a regular basis. They were birds of a feather, they had to ‘flock’ together…

Despite the unsavoriness of the situation, the girls did their best not to say anything. That is, until Shang brought up the unthinkable.

“So, you’re a lesbian, right?” Shang said, looking at Julie. “You know, if you ever need a silent observer–”

Julie glared at him, “get real, Shang!”

“Shang,” Katarina interrupted. “They’re lesbians, that means they have zero interest in men sexually! The last thing they want is you watching.”

Shang laughed, obviously joking, “who cares what they want–this is all about me, baby.”

“I think we’ll pass, Shang. Thanks.” Asia said, shaking her head.

Asia wasn’t a native of Boreal Springs, but she knew enough about Shang to fill an almanac. He was a womanizing fool who spent his days playing guitar and wooing women. She had seen him get burned, too. That was always the best part. She did her best not to pay attention, but it was hard. Sometimes, men like Shang needed a good slap. It would be the only time Asia would ever cheer for a cheerleader.

Of course, Julie and Asia furthered their relationship without Shang’s perverse eyes. They were quite happy together and Julie was certain she had made the right decision in asking Asia to come to University with her. She just wished she could share her happiness with her family. They expected her to carry on the family name and that wasn’t something you could do easily without some way to procreate. Florence Anderson and Shaniqua Saunders had managed it, though, and Julie was convinced she didn’t have to give up her claim on the family name just because of her life choice.

Besides, it wasn’t like Marla wanted it, anyway. Julie was the only option.

Asia wasn’t as happy parading around in secret. She wanted to meet Julie’s family and get it all over and done with. She was certain it wouldn’t be as big a deal as Julie was making it.

“I just can’t, not now,” Julie sighed, wishing Asia would understand. “Everything is a mess; my dad is on trial for murder and my older sister, Sara, just had a baby… unwed. Mom is livid right now. It’s just bad timing.”

Asia wasn’t giving up, “so what will be good timing, then? We’re nearly two years into University, Julie. They have to find out eventually. The sooner, the better. They’re your family, if they love you, they’ll accept you.”

“It just isn’t that easy. I wish it was, but it wasn’t. Just a little more time, please? I promise, I’ll tell them… just not now.”

“Okay, but I’m holding you to that promise.”

Katarina wasn’t a smart girl, this much had been proven throughout her years in public and private schooling. Even tutors found themselves at a loss when it came to getting information through that thick skull of hers. So, to survive University, Katarina had to find an alternative option. Lucky for her, a lot of her professors were perverts with tenures. Katarina Anderson found she was getting A’s for the first time in her life. She even made the Dean’s List!

Who knew the Dean was a perv, too?

———–

Note from Mao: Who better to sleep their way through Uni than Katarina? Seriously! I know Marla wasn’t in this one much, but she hasn’t done anything interesting yet. Maybe she’ll find love next round. I need to update the database, but I feel lazy today.

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