This is the first chapter of Generation 7 and before we even start, this is going to be a long generation. I’m very stupid and decided to send Diago to university as well as pick his LTW from World Adventures, so in other words, he’s never going to age. I’m my game right now (which I have played a lot of) Diago and Melisa are still only one day into their young adult lifestage.
Without further ado, here is your heir.
Diago: I wonder if there are any good fishing spots around here.
Melisa: Can we move in before you decide to go fishing?
So much for ‘moving in’. More like ‘moving my ass to the computer’. I’m not judging you. I am you. :,)
Diago: Hey man, do you know any good fishing spots in this town?
Jacob: The only fishing I do is down at the bowling alley, if you catch my drift.
I think he caught it.
You do need to work on your athletic skill.
Diago: Can I just have fun without you making it about learning?
Melisa went straight to the library… for fun. No learning happening around these parts, no siree.
Diago was up to…
Diago: Staring at the wall. Nothing more.
Sure thing buddy.
Diago: I think it’s time for a rematch.
Melisa: Oh god, not this again. I’m not playing.
Diago: Why? Scared?
Melisa: No, I don’t like to listen to you cry for days after I beat you.
So much for that.
Diago: This game is such garbage. Let’s play pool next.
Melisa: Wah wah wah! Diago’s a sore loser. Don’t throw your paddle, cry baby.
Where did Diago go?
Melisa: Yea, uh, he kinda left. Looks like dinners on me tonight.
Melisa: Come on you-stupid-thing!
Melisa: GOD. Seriously? Does everything have to be this difficult?
I thought you were lucky?
Melisa: Oh, there it is!
Diago: FIRE!
Diago: I feel a little sorry for the trees that were sacrificed to make this.
Don’t worry about the pixelated trees. I can buy fully grown ones for 20 simoleons.
Diago: And then that equals pie! I think I’ve got it down.
Your professor is going to love that.
Diago: Bad news.
What? You’re tired?
Diago: Woa, lower your voice a bit okay? I have a terrible headache. I think I’m just going to head home now…
Don’t fall of your bike on the way there.
Girl: I bet he’s dreaming about me.
I can’t even remember your name, so I doubt it.
Diago: *Those poor trees*
Girl: You think I could get into bed with him? His girlfriend isn’t around. They would never know. Or maybe they will find out and Diago will tell her I’m the one he wanted all along.
Lizze: I don’t think we’re supposed to be in here. Plus the overlord gave us amazing makeovers. She’s been so kind, we shouldn’t do something to upset her.
Girl: You’re such a baby, Liz. Just stand by the door and watch for Melisa.
Lizzie: Where did this chair come from?
Lizzie: This chair wasn’t in here the last time looked.
Girl: Urgh, you’re no help at all. Let’s get out of here before he wakes up.
Diago: Some fried chicken would just hit the spot right about now.
Melisa: I ordered some pizza, should be here soon.
Looks like you might die of starvation before it does.
Melisa: There’s the doorbell. You mind getting it?
Diago: …
Melisa: Fine.
Melisa: Thanks.
Pizza Girl: Blank smile.
Melisa: Okay cool.
Melisa: Well that chick was creepy as hell, but at least I got my pizza.
How can you hear yourself over the voices of all these other nerds.
Melisa: Watch and learn. *Clears throat*
Melisa: GNOMES, AMIRIGHT?
What’s with the face?
Diago: When I presented the other day, she said it was terrible and that I would never graduate. But look.
What?
Diago: She’s drawing the same pie as me.
Melisa decided she wanted to make a friend. Finally, after almost a week at university spent talking to no one except Diago and the pizza girl.
Very inconspicuous buddy.
Diago: What do you mean? I’m just watching youtube videos…
Definitely not keeping an eye on your girl.
Diago: I’ve heard about this Nina chick.
And?
Diago: And it’s not all good.
Whatever Diago’s been hearing, Melisa obviously likes her.
Melisa: I know everyone has an opinion on gnomes, so don’t hold back. Just let us hear yours.
Nina: Blue hair with the beanie? You’re so hot. I’m sorry I just had to say it.
Melisa: Nina!
Nina: And just curious, what do your parents do for a living?
Nina: What? I had to ask. Don’t look at me like that!
It was then that Melisa knew Nina was a little off.
But it was too late cuz they were already friends LOL.
Diago: So it was from my mother that I learned how to fight fire, and from my father that I learned how to be fire.
Please don’t tell me this is for another class.
Melisa: You don’t like it?
Diago: And that my friends, is why when I finish university I am traveling the world as a tomb explorer!
Is there a theme here? Or is the theme stupidity?
Melisa: You are so hot.
Diago: So it was good?
Melisa: Perfect. Take me home.
Diago: You think I will make a good grade?
Melisa: If you don’t I will call the Dean myself.
Melisa: You really should have taken a shower before you got into bed.
Diago: It’s too late for that baby.
Melisa: There’s a literal stink cloud surrounding your pits.
Welcome to the world of ‘living with your significant other’.
Diago: I need to know which bones move when you run.
Diago: Yep, just like that buddy. Nice stride!
Diago: Before you go, can you teach him to do that? No?
Diago: I bet if I gave you some drugs you could do it.
He really is learning how to be a doctor.
Mascot: You are an idiot! You’re just a stupid jock with no intelligence! I bet you cant even tell me what the square root of 42 is!
Diago: Bro, you smell like an actual llama.
Mugsy: Why do you have to go around hurting people like that? Aren’t mascot’s supposed to be full of school spirit?
Diago: Go read some stupid books and get out of here, you buttcake.
Mugsy: Before we show you what an actual jock is like, you little dweeb.
Diago: No dad, I haven’t found any rubies yet. But I haven’t been looking really. Why? Do you need one?
Diago: Oh my god dad, seriously? I’m not proposing to Melisa while we’re at university. Talk about a tragedy waiting to happen. Who proposes with a ruby ring anyways.
Diago: Buzzfeed said that? The most unique and desired ring, eh? Well I’ll look into it then.
He better start looking faster, because Mugsy looks like he’s about to pass out from inhaling Melisa’s scent.
Mugsy: Sweet like strawberries.
Melisa: I like you Mugsy. Cut that shit out before I don’t anymore.
From beer to coffee. They’re finally living the true university experience.
Well, at least Melisa is. I don’t remember ever doing this at school.
Diago: The stench is making my eyes water. But I see something down there!
Diago: Ruby, here I come!
If you find a ruby in the dumpster and use it to propose to Melisa…
That’s a no from me, chief.
Melisa: Nina’s throwing a party tonight! We have to go!
Melisa: What the hell is that smell?
Teen spirit, baby.
Nina: We look so good it should be criminal.
Nina: Now, which of the guys here looks the richest?
Melisa: Definitely blondie in the corner.
Nina: Good spot. I’ll see you later?
Melisa: I’ll be around.
Diago: Is there something in my teeth? Everyone I talk to is looking at me funny.
Melisa: Babe, I hate to say this, but you stink. Like really bad. What were you doing today?
Diago: Let’s just say I was looking for a diamond in the rough.
Or a ruby in the garbage.
Melisa: We should probably just head home. I’m tired anyways.
Diago: I can’t believe she made me go home. It couldn’t have been that bad.
Maybe you should stand outside in the rain a little longer. Actually, before you head inside, leave your clothes at the door. Don’t bother trying to wash them, the smell will never come out.
Melisa: Oh my god. Midterms are tomorrow!
Melisa: How did I forget? My only wish is to make perfect grades and I FORGOT about midterms?
So Melisa did what any university student would do… pulled an all nighter.
And still failed.
Melisa: FU-
Melisa: Maybe the second one will go better.
A few hours later…
Melisa: I’m a failure. I’ll never have a perfect GPA now. I might as well drop out.
There’s only one thing left to do?
Melisa: What?
Pray to the university gods.
Melisa: We are the llamas, and you know we can’t be beat.
Melisa: Cuz we’ve got the power, to knock you off your feet.
Melisa: LLAMAS!
Melisa: LLAMAS!
Melisa: GOOOOO LLAMAS!
If psycotically singing the school anthem can’t get you a perfect GPA, what can? Thanks for reading, see ya’ll soon.
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