#sartia

Anyway, I'm a Sims 3 lover. Especially the World Adventures pack which is arguably amazing, incredible, wonderful, etc.

And what does the World Adventures pack have? France!

So, yes, Romana is going to go to France again. A lovely, relaxing French village which just happens to have an insane amount of underground tombs filled with various deadly traps and more! <3

There's an eight Sim limit to the game but personally, I find that having 2, maybe 3 Sims at most is best when exploring tombs. Any more is too crowded and it's not that necessary to have multiple Sims.

The one or two who are most voted are going to win. :)

ROMANA II: I am not.

SARTIA: You left before any of us, you had it all on a silver salver.

ROMANA II: Not true.

SARTIA: But you're still running round after your tutor, your precious Doctor. You'll always be in his shadow!

ROMANA II: Now you're being ridiculous.

SARTIA: You left Gallifrey, but you never left school!

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ROMANA I: Why get yourself into trouble on my behalf?

BRAXIATEL: Because you remind me of someone I used to know. Hotheaded, arrogant, self-assured...

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ROMANA II: Sartia said I was insufferable. And sickening.

DOCTOR: She said that? Pah! What does she know?

ROMANA II: And spoilt.

DOCTOR: Not from where I'm standing.

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ROMANA I: But the others in my class—

BRAXIATEL: Your friends?

ROMANA I: No. Just the others in my class. They hate me.

BRAXIATEL: Why?

ROMANA I: Because I'm cleverer than they are.

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ROMANA II: We were friends, but I never knew she was so angry with me. Was I really so obnoxious?

DOCTOR: Oh, well... a little overconfident, perhaps. Self-assured, and, ah, prone to leaving your hairbrushes around the ship.

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ROMANA I: They're jealous because I'll pass next week's exams with ease.

BRAXIATEL: Of course they're jealous. Compared to you, they're still Time Tots. You have excellent grades, you are years ahead of them in every subject, and you'll graduate to a very high position in society.

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SARTIA: Oh, how we all hated you at Prydon!

ROMANA II: But, but that's silly. You were my best friend!

SARTIA: I lied! We all lied. You were always tutor's favourite.

ROMANA II: That's not true.

SARTIA: Ugh! The sickening prize-winning perfect girl who had it all, who never got a thing wrong. What chance did you give the rest of us?

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ROMANA I: I have not slept well these past few nights… The exams, I've been thinking, I should deliberately fail some so the others will like me.

BRAXIATEL: And if you do? Will that help?

ROMANA I: No.

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Here’s one for the Gally fans! A piece commissioned by @magicofthepen and @presidentromana: an alternative version of Weapon of Choice featuring Sartia and Romana, based on their Gallifrey AU ✨

Sartia

I don’t remember the name of the audio she was from but it was one of the 4das and she was Romana’s childhood friend that was manipulated her

(Submitted by anon)

So you're sinking, and there's no way to not, and you use your respiratory bypass for as long as you can - and then you hold your breath for as long as you can - but then it's all water in your lungs and gold, gold, gold, and you are still drowning.

ROMANA: I am not.

SARTIA: You left before any of us, you had it all on a silver salver.

ROMANA: Not true.

SARTIA: But you're still running round after your tutor, your precious Doctor. You'll always be in his shadow!

ROMANA: Now you're being ridiculous.

SARTIA: You left Gallifrey, but you never left school!

ROMANA: No!

SARTIA: An antique time ring, barely working, that's all I had. Yet I still broke free of Gallifrey's grinding tedium. But you! When are you gonna let go?

ROMANA: I don't kill people I don't like.

SARTIA: Soon you'll be caught and dragged back and you'll spend the rest of your lives in a dusty archive cataloguing other Time Lords. Celestial observations.

ROMANA: I'm already free. And I'm staying that way.

SARTIA: Oh, what a waste.

SARTIA: You, Mana, Romana, it's you!

ROMANA: I don't understand. Let me up!

SARTIA: Oh, how we all hated you at Prydon!

ROMANA: But, but that's silly. You were my best friend!

SARTIA: I lied! We all lied. You were always tutor's favourite.

ROMANA: That's not true.

SARTIA: Ugh! The sickening prize-winning perfect girl who had it all, who never got a thing wrong. What chance did you give the rest of us?

ROMANA: Sartia, please!

SARTIA: Always getting the attention, so cool and sophisticated and spoilt, everything landing in your lap.

ROMANA: Stop it! It's not funny. We have to help the Doctor.

SARTIA: Who cares? He's finished already. He did it for you.

ROMANA: No!

SARTIA: Poor little Mana. No one'll shed a tear over your untimely demise. It's no loss, you insufferable little—ugh!

ROMANA: Sartia! Don't leave me, not out here. Don't go!

SARTIA: It's a long, long walk back to the ship. You'd better get going, if you stop you'll sink!

ROMANA: Sartia, wait!

SARTIA: It's already up to your boots. Goodbye, Romana. And good riddance! Forever!

(Sartia drives off)