Realistic or Modern BrookHeart Institution

[Dahmerette]

Congratulations! You have been Accepted to BrookHeart Institute. This Institution is Top notch in every subject imaginable.

Some students come here for Music, some for Medicine, or some for Sports, But most students come because their Parents have sent them away. Brookheart to some is an escape from those who don't quite understand them. This academy is not only for those who wish to pursue their careers in music or sports, This school also aids those that have become , in others terms as freaks, retards, or outcasts. Yes you are Human however, a gene has been altered in your DNA, causing you to obtain different powers, you can use however you wish. Every year the Principal and founder of this establishment, Darling Brookheart sends out acceptance letters to those she has watched over the years. Darling founded the school i= during the Salem witch trials because she Herself was accused of being one of them due to her youthfullness. Little did her peers know that Darling had a mutated gene that caused Eternal Youth. After that experience, this Institution arose, being a home to those the society has shunned,​

 

[Teh Frixz]

Vice Principal Urbain


Vice Principal's Office





The sound of shuffling papers echoes down the soon to be empty halls of her institute. Well, not her institute per se, Little miss Salem made that painfully clear, but when it came to day to day issues and the administration of students, yes it was her's. The papers fall flat as the thick rubber gloves search through the various printouts detailing the new class coming in as well as a few of the old ones. Lots of idiots, lots of drama, and a lack of emphasis on their schooling.


She sighs, letting her facemask clunk against the desk before tossing the papers down. How did they not understand that one more incident combined with low scores would cost them funding. And they complained about wifi speed now. Ha!


Penelope gives one last look down, grabbing the last name she needed to memorize before stepping out into the hall. As it was the first day, she wore her best. The thick rubber suit, interlaced with reinforcing carbon bands all over a form fitting lead shielding. If she ever lost containment, a failsafe foam propellant located inside the small pack on her back to flood the leak until she could get to her room. The suit itself was the second generation, much less bulky than the monster suit sitting back in her home. Form fitting, it resembled a thick wetsuit. More importantly, it allowed her to wear clothing that didn't scream science experiment. A blue blazer to set off the black, white dress shirt under that and a matching blue skirt. Formal, Administrative and made just the right impression. It was risky but it had been decades since the last incident and even longer for a fatality. But hey, students signed off against any risk but to be fair, there wasn't anywhere else for them to go.


A point she'd have to make clear when discussing tuition rates...


In any case, Vice Principal Urbain moved quietly to the foyer, waiting to greet the incoming students.

 

[Dahmerette]

Darling sat behind her oak desk, sitting near the ceiling to floor length window against the far left wall of her office. Her desk was made from a redwood, er favorite. It stood for strength and long lasting bravery, or at least she thought it did. The desk had a beautiful polish which she enjoyed, She didn't have to worry about writing to hard or staining her precious wood, and thank god for the layer of glass on top, Made it look more feminine, to her liking. , A stack of legal and official papers consumed the top of her desk, Some of her students were allowed to come early to set up their dorms, which she liked, Gave her and her Vice a chance to get to know the students and nit-pick at them before the professors got to them. Darling wore her hair down in soft curls, framing her ageless face, her lips were a soft nude with light gloss, her nails were finely manicured,french tipped. She wore a tight fitting, yet loose white dress adorned with back polka-dots, a black sash defining her bust. Penelope took care of Dorm assigning, usually and filing all the student paperwork. But they waited on that,untill the first batch of students came to campus which would be in a short while.


Dahlia sat in her spot on one of the School buses, or rather, trains, that had their own route to Brookheart., She hoped this place would offer her a place of belonging when her own father and mother didn't, She luckily before moving out , was staying with her best friend Lilly. Lilly's own mother treated Dahlia as a second child as both Lilly and Dahlia were only children, they got along like siblings., She went over how things were going to be, what kind of room-mate she was going to have, what kind of teachers there were, everything. even though it would pretty much be like regular school, it would also somehow be different. Her hair was pulled up into a bun, with tiny strands of her fiery hair sticking out from being too short. Normally she would have her extentions in, but since she figured she wasn't going to be meeting a whole lot of people she didnt bother geting all dressed up, aside from her makeup, She wore her deep red lipstick and her usual cat-eye, eyeliner,bolding her blue eyes.

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[WaddlesUniverse]

Rebecca sat in her chair near the back of the train blasting the music in her ears and nervously fidgeting. She was scared. Her mother didn't tell her anything about this place other than it would help her with her episodes. All Rebecca could do was pray that she would gain some control over her.... 'abilities'. The least she was hoping for was that she wouldn't stand out. She was wearing a baggy black sweatshirt with skinny jeans and high top converse. Rebecca didn't put any makeup on and her hair was just hanging down by her shoulders. She didnt want to be noticed by people. It was too dangerous to have people close to her. No friends, no fights, no panic attacks, no accidents.


The train came to a stop outside of an enourmous building. Rebecca was amazed by the sheer size of it, not to mention the over the top fancy look to it. She quickly got up from her seat and headed out the train. When she was out amongst the crowd of other students, she kept her head down nad quickly walked past, heading to her dorm.

 

[Teh Frixz]

VP Urbain


"Woah woah woah" Children these days. They thought keeping their head down and looking bland kept them from being noticed. It was the children that weren't acting out that caught Penelope's eye. A baggy sweatshirt escaping from the crowd in the wrong direction.


"Going someplace missy? We've got a bit of paperwork left to do." Her gloved hand snags the hoody, gently turning her around to see the big smile under Penelope's mask. There is no malice or hate in them, just a tad bit of excitement combined with anticipation for the semester. "But first," The VP gently pats her down, dusting her off. "What's your name? I'm Vice Principle Urbain, Dean of Student Affairs."

 

[WaddlesUniverse]

"I'm-I'm Rebecca" She avoided eye contact and tried to shake off her hands. She seemed nice, but Rebecca could feel her hands beginning to shake. This was bad, not five minutes on campus and the Vice Principal has picked her out. "Soo, ummm you said paperwork" Rebecca tried to not look or sound like a complete maniac but she heard here shaking voice and knew she was failing at that.

 

[Dahmerette]

Dahlia waited in her seat, looking out the window of the mansion like building, Her oceanic eyes widened, her hand pressed against the glass before she stood up, her bag over her shoulder. The other students were filing out, She was very friendly but when her whole environment changed dramatically,. She saw a woman, stopping students before they entered the campus. Dahlia grabbed her things and stepped off the train, waiting in the somewhat short line of students, wondering what kind paperwork had to be done. Did she forget to ill out a section of the application forms? maybe it had something to do with special diets... or Room-mate assignments? Her curiosity peaked.


Darling looked out the window behind her desk as she heard the train coming to a full and complete stop. Students filed out of the train, one by one, Her students. With a soft smile, She grabbed her black heels and slipped them on before exiting her office. down in the lobby, everything was in place. Painters had just finished putting a final coat of pristine paint on the walls, all the furniture had been moved in that students requested in their rooms. the chairs were placed perfectly,


Chandeliers were hung just right that when the sun sets and rises, the crystals shined subtly into the lobby.

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She walked outside to see her faithful Vice principal with papers in hands and the curious faces of the students..


" I am glad to see you all here... Bright faces." Darling smiled, folding her fingers across her lap as she stood.


" I know you are all are somewhat wondering." Her soft voice carried over the atmosphere. " You are all here because you are going to assign your own dorm partners."

 

[Strange At Heart]

Ian walked off the train, and looked around at the people surrounding him. They were all wearing their best clothes, obviously trying to make a good impression. None of them had a hair out of place, all of them had a nervous but excited smile on their face. It made him sick. He looked down at his white tank top covered in stains, his torn jeans, and grey sneakers. This was his best outfit too, but considering he only had two outfits that wasn't exactly saying much. The streets didn't treat clothes too well, and he never had anywhere to wash them. Oh well, what did he care about what these people thought of him? He'd probably be kicked out in a month anyway, they always did. All these places were the same, they say they can help you no matter what your circumstances are... But that always mysteriously changes when they find out what your circumstances actually are. Whatever, he couldn't just keep getting in trouble with the law because his powers getting out of control, he had to at least try to do something about it.


"-Assign your own dorm partners." Ian hadn't been paying attention to what the ladybwas saying before, but he caught that last part. Great, he had to pick some idiot to be his dorm partner. He wasn't happy about that. He hoped there would be an odd numbered amount of people so maybe he could have a room to himself.

 

[Dahmerette]

A few minutes after the student infested train pulled up so did the car of Mr. Collins, Chelsea's Father,

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The door opened and out came chelsea, wearing whatever she thought would get her the best male attention. Her father never said anything about it because he was too submissive and never put a word in edgewise. Maybe thats why she was able to walk all over her parents, not because she didnt have manners but because her parents were spineless jelyfish and let her do whaterver she wanted whenever she wanted.


She stepped out onto the sidewalk, and saw the lines of kids and mumbles to herself. Her hair being too short for a bun she let hang by her cheeks, the small strand of purple whipping in the wind. Her eyes were dramatically lined with her coal liner.


Te shorts she wore cut off right below her her rear, er top cut off below her bust, that she obviously stuffed.

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Her father yelled " I love you" to her before he drove off into the distance.


" Yea Whatever old fart" She huffed before standing in line behind a stained up looking hobo man.


Devin was one of the last ones off the train, His hair was messy, as was his beard. He didn't really care as to his looks because he didn't really care about apperances that much, They seemed cliche to him. After spending over half your life on the streets you start to look about the value of people and not what kind of car they drive. His shirt had a few small holes in them and blood stains around the neck. All he wanted was a really good shower He ran his fingers through his dark brown hair and proceeded forward. His once black jeans were now showing warn grey spots and holes after years of abuse. To his recollection he didnt remember if he had blood on these jeans or not, Either way it wouldn't have shown due to the worn out-ness and the dark shades. In actuallity this was his first real school, apart from the week here or week there of classes he had sat in on without teachers knowing through out his early years. But he got most of his knowledge and schooling from the streets i e how to rummage for food and tell if its rotten, or how to pick pocket without being noticed. But this wasn't the street anymore, He would have a warm bed everynight and a shower every morning not to mention hot food daily. He went up and stood in line, looking around at the many faces beside him. Some of the girls were pretty, He sighed, clicking his tongue as he waited to sign the paperwork the woman held at the front of the line.

 

[muzicaddict]

Blake pulled the sleeves of shirt down to cover his arms as his sister began to drag him towards the building. He wore jeans, a long sleeved button up shirt, and his converse, making sure as much skin was covered so if someone grabbed him he wouldn't accidentally pull any energy from them. Dawn smiled at him encouragingly as they stepped inside. He rolled his eyes at her but gave her a smile anyways.


Dawn smiled at her brother as they stepped inside the building. She stood in line behind the others and twirled the edge of her knee length black dress. "We get to pick our own room mates so that's a good thing. Hopefully there won't be a ton of rules. This is our new start Blake."

 

[WaddlesUniverse]

Rebecca lightly jogged away from Penelope to the back of the line. Pick your own roommate? How would she do that? Hopefully someone would quickly come up to her as a last option and there won't be any awkward small talk. Or best case scenario, everyone else will pair off and she'll get a single room. As she stood in line, Rebecca couldn't help but notice all the nicely dressed students, especially the one that dramatically entered from a sports car. All of them in line, close to her with their pockets just in reach. Rebecca smiled to herself, old habits die hard. Rebecca stared down at some random girl's booty shorts and quickly reached in picking out a wallet. She looked around to see if anyone had noticed her and quickly began searching through it. There was only $23 dollars in cash and a hundred credit cards. Rebecca picked out the cash and stuffed it into her pockets, slipping the wallet into the same pocket.

 

[Dahmerette]

Darling cleared her throat and became to speak once again.


" Our dorms are quite spacious here at Brookheart. I have personally seen all the orders for everyone's things to be shipped here from their prior residences, if you don't have much things, We do have trains that come through here a few times each day if you need to gather essentials in town, Or we have our own website that you may ship things to from online if you wish." She smiled as she talked, her hands placed gently on her stomach as if she were carrying a child, which with her ability wouldn't be possible.


" I hope you all will find your roommate by tomorrow afternoon as that is when the shipments are delivered and Will be placed in your room." Her voice was soft and stern, which was how a principal should be.


Dahlia looked around at all the faces. Looks friendly enough...she hoped. Students were allowed to bring two bags onto the train with them, free of charge. in her black sling she placed over her shoulder, She had basics. iPod, makeup, hair and tooth brush, and foot wraps incase she found any time to dance before her shoes came with her luggage. Dahlia found no point in standing in the sun and in a long line. So she parted from it and headed on inside. She had a small suitcase, filled with mostly clothes and jewelry, plus her sling and just stared in awe at the establishment. The train ride was over 5 hours long, thankfully since it was a BrookHeart Only train, there was a small refreshment cart that came around every so often. All she really wanted to do was dance





Chelsea cocked her head, seeing a few take Dahlia's lead and straggle into the campus.


" those little beggar's..." She trailed off and wandered on inside. She shrugged, Her house was close to the size of Brookheart so she saw no use in ohh-ing and aweee-ing over it. However she did ohh and awe over the boy ( blake) that had caught her eye. She quickly un-stuffed her bra and contacted into her ability, her bust growing three times her natural size before she walked past him and what she guessed was his sister...hopefully not his girlfriend. She just walked by, fluttering her manipulated eyelashes and breasts.

 

[muzicaddict]

<p>"I'm going to find a room mate. Try and find one. You can't be a loner all the time Blake." Dawn hugged her brother, allowing her calm energy to wash over him before walking over to some of the other girls and talking to them. "Hello, my names Dawn."</p>


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Blake ignored everyone and began walking through the house hoping he could some how end up in a room by himself. He had noticed the girl from earlier. She had been very attractive but knew she was just going to be trouble if she continued and he really did not feel like hurting anyone and having Dawn follow him when he was expelled for it. He reached for his cigarettes in his back pocket but remembered Dawn had taken them.</p>

 

[Dahmerette]

<p>Upstairs were all the classrooms,, well most of them, depending on the subject some were taught outside unless it was raining. Dahlia stood near the statue in the middle of the lobby looking at all the rooms just wondering on what it looked like., She shrugged, sticking her earphones in, volume all the way up so passerby's could vaguely hear the beat of her music, which depended on her mood At the moment she needed to stretch from the train ride. that being said she headed upstairs,</p>


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<span style="color:#ff0000;">" Looks spacious...."</span><span style="color:#000000;"> she looked at the halls, Each walkway upstairs was twice the width of a normal hotel hall so that people would never have difficulty passing each other.. She was in the mood for something soft not too dramatic bod something to get her blood flowing. Scrolling through her music library, Pompeii stuck out to her so she began to play it The chant like lyrics rang through her ears as she jogged upstairs, things in hand and found an empty hall. Nobody around.. Finally she could use this time to her advantage</span></p>


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<span style="color:#ff0000;">" But if you close your eyes, does it almost feel like nothing;s changed at alll"</span><span style="color:#000000;"> She felt her singing was quiet m when in reality it wasn't. It wasn't like a sonic boom but it was loud enough that if there were people sleeping behind the doors they could hear her. she moved her feet through the carpeted hall, jumping and back-flipping. her muscles doi g what theey were born to do, stretch with every flip or flop. Her hair stuck to her face, tiny beadlets of sweat on her forhead. Normal girls didn't like to sweat but if Dahlia didn't sweat, she knew she didn't work hard enough.</span></p>


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[Strange At Heart]

Ian searched the faces of people for a possible roommate. People were pairing up... And fast. His options were diminishing. He didn't really want to room with anybody, but he knew he didn't have a choice, so he might as well pick someone that isn't a complete loser. There were many guys he could pair up with, but every time he thought he had found someone suitable to pair up with, they were gone. He realized that everyone was probably going off to explore the building, and he probably wasn't going to find anyone if he just stood there. Clutching his sketchbook tightly in his hands, he chose a random hallway, and went down it After a bit of walking he saw a heavily clothed guy walking alone. Good, he probably isn't paired up yet. He thought. Ian walked up to him.


"Hey dude, got a roommate yet?" Ian asked him. (Blake) He tried to take off the edge in his voice that normally scared people away, but it was so difficult. Whatever, if the guy didn't agree he could always make him. He had his ways.

 

[Regal]

✯₴₳₵ⱤɆĐ ĐɆⱠØɄ₵ⱧɆ✯


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Three Days Prior...


Sacred was in a random public laundry mat, doing his laundry, of course. He was wearing a grey tank-top, and his favorite pair of raggedy jeans plus moccasins. Despite not having his own house, he took pride in his appearance, and despised people who let themselves go. In his opinion, they may as well be asking to be pissed on. He had a pair of brass knuckles in his back pocket, always ready. He would never be caught off guard again, being a victim wasn't his cup of tea.


He was contacted about an institution yesterday via phone call, it inspiring him to actually go. It wasn't the fact that he was accepted, it was purely the fact of the students that attended. They were like him, he wouldn't have to hide himself anymore. "Hey fuckhead! What the hell you doin' here?" It sounded like a cellphone call from an angry boss. However, it was only a lowly thug. Sacred had seen this man before, having run away from him last time when he was with his group. Sacred would fight him alone though, and shit, he needed to kill time before his laundry finished anyway. "Outside, bro..." Sacred said with a dim look on his face, he wasn't about to fight the dude out in public, that would be stupid.


The two men walked outside the laundry mat, heading out into the alleyways. Once they were set, the thug took out his knife, tossing it behind him. He was much bigger than Sacred, and felt like he didn't need it. "I'll take ya with mah mitts!" The thug started walking toward Sacred, Sacred resting his hands in his back pockets, gripping his brass knuckles with his right hand. "Any last words, dead guy?" Sacred said as the thug was almost in arms reach. The thug simply chuckled, throwing a punch at Sacred's face, it hurting the thugs hand profusely. Having black bones had it's perks, even though that punch hurt like a mother fucker. "Gah! Shit! What the hell?!" The thug backed off, griping his hand in pain. Sacred slowly took out his right hand, quickly jabbing the thugs head with the brass knuckles. The thug was now out cold, truly, brass knuckles were the perfect weapon.


Sacred was now back in the laundry mat, his face slightly bruised from the hit. 'Damn man... Seriously need to get the hell out of the ghetto.' Sacred thought to himself as he took his clothes out of the washer, and threw them into the dryer. A woman who was apparently watching him the whole time walked up to him, strutting a little as she did. "You're deadly... I like that." The comment threw Sacred off guard a little, him boyishly smiling at the blonde who also did her laundry in the ghetto. "That was my deadbeat boyfriend... He was laaammeee! I'm glad you showed him a little lesson, cutie... Meet me in the bathroom, yeah?" The girl winked at Sacred, strutting away and heading toward the bathrooms of the laundry mat. Sacred furrowed his eyebrows and smirked, taking off his tank-top and slowly following the busty blonde toward the back.
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[WaddlesUniverse]

Rebecca made her way out of the bumbling crowd and towards the giant doors leading to the inside of the building. She wanted to get away from the rest of the teens and out of the sun. When she was inside Rebecca was awestruck by the sheer size and extravagance of the entire building. She let out a deep sigh and thought of all the ways she would get lost. Rebecca made her way up the stair case where she hoped the dorms would be. When she got to the top of the stairs, she heard heavy breathing, a soft beat, and someone singing. Rebecca walked toward the direction of the noise and stopped dead in her track when she saw a flaming red head dancing around. She stood there awkwardly, not really sure if she should keep watching, interrupt her, or walk away.

 

[Dahmerette]

Dahlia's song had ended and she was mid split when she heard someone approach her hall. She was there on the ground legs on either end of her like she finished a preformance and saw a younger female.


" Oh.. i'm Sorry.. I can get out of your way." She mumbled, getting her bag and suitcase after turning her music down.


the hall was so spacious she had to use it, her muscles needed to be stretched they begged her to be stretched.


Devin put on a fake smile as the kids moved into the campus doors. This place was larger than ANYTHING he had ever set foot into. Even the hotel he last stayed at wasn't this big and this was only the firsts room he hadn't even seen the rest of it yet. e sat in one of the most comfortable arm chairs in his life eve more comfortable than the trains extremely padded seats. If it weren't for the very well lit room, Devin would have most likely fallen asleep. Sleep, that sounds really good, and a nice shower, But he wanted to find his roomie first, He knew the perfect guy. Devin met him at an illeggal fighting ring about a mpnth ago winner got 3 grand, Devin came in second, some foreign came in first. Jean claude Von Pain or some shit. Anyway, with no stuff needed t be unpacked Dec just sat and waited untill the familiar face emerged from the crowd.

 

[Regal]

✯₴₳₵ⱤɆĐ ĐɆⱠØɄ₵ⱧɆ✯


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Present Day...


Sacred walked off the train, wearing his usual black hoodie and his jeans. He wore brand new lime green converse and a lime green bandana this time however, and felt fresh. He had his Oakley bag single strapped over his shoulder, it holding the only personals he had. Once he saw the mansion, his eyes widened. This place was serious, and they were definitely a high dollar institution as per mentioned.


Sacred had made his way into the large building, listening to the principle spill the beans about how things were going to operate at the school. His jaw then dropped as he spotted Devin's dirty self in the crowed. He was 'special' too? This was news to Sacred, but he was glad to see him, shit, especially after hearing about the 'choose your own roommate' rule. He would rather share his room with a familiar face, even though he was sort of a rival to Sacred.


Once the brief was finished, all the kids skirted off to find their potential roommates, Sacred seeing Devin take a seat on a comfortable chair. Sacred slowly walked toward Devin, his usual dim look on his face. "What's up, man... Small world." Sacred extended his hand for Devin to shake. "Guess I found my new roommate? Shit, these guys are weirder than we are. Wouldn't wanna be put into a room with some person wearing a freakin rubber suit or some shit, right?" Sacred said with a little chuckle, him lightly smiling at this point.

@Slaughterized
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[WaddlesUniverse]

Tamir was organizing her classroom in preparation of the soon to come first day of school. She was hanging up some of last year's pictures and trying to make them perfectly straight. Her head began to throb again. She walked over to her desk and popped another advil in her mouth and washed it down with a sip of coke. While she loved the new children and the excitement of a new semester the new stressed out thoughts that were rushing into her head. Every year all the new people would crowd into her mind and make it very hard for her to concentrate or to even to listen to her own thoughts. But she loved her job, despite the risks. She had had plenty of class fights, destroyed property and attacks on her. But she always managed to take control and make it a good year.


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Rebecca stared blankly at the girl for an awkward amount of time. "Uh s-sorry" she said quickly speed walking away back down the stairs towards the crowd of teens. She looked around frantically for someone who will be suitable for a roommate, so she could finally get into bed and crawl under the covers and try to forget this entire day. She sighed, everybody already seemed to be paired off. Jesus Christ, nothing about this day could be easy. She walked over to a chair and plopped herself down. Rebecca put her headphones in and put her ipod on shuffle and sat back, trying not to get herself into any more situations

 

[Dahmerette]

Devin grinned seeing the face in the crowd. He really though that " Special stuff" he heard about was to get him to go to school, He stood up. Devin was about 5'11, no bad for a fighter his age.


" Dude.. The Hell you doin' here?" Devin rolled up his semi bloody sleeves and gave the male a handshake. Devin pulled him in and whispered him, asking" You...special to?" He asked hoping if Sacred really was " special" he would get the ju st and not get a confused answer.


Dahlia took her earbuds out, and furrowed her brows a bit, Time for her to find her room-mate if possible. So. why not stick out? Dahlia could certainly be loud.


Se cleared her throat.


" Hello everyone.. Name is Dahlia, i'm 17 i major in Dance, i am mostly Drama free and i like long walks on the beach" She smiled in accomplishment, That oughta turn some heads, and hopefully the good kind.

 

[Regal]

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Sacred was slightly taken back by Devin's question, but casually looked around. "Yeah, man. It's nothing too crazy though, I only have hard bones." Sacred said with a calming whisper. He stepped back a little, crossing his arms and examining Devin with a dim expression. "Dude, you look like hammered shit! I thought I was bad, you okay? You look like you just cried all the way to the bank, the blood bank." Sacred said with a exaggerated chuckle, they would always throw playful insults at each other for rivalries sake. As he kept looking around, he noticed a couple of attractive females walking and talking. This pleased Sacred greatly, they always made things interesting. He was also pleased at the sheer number of special people in this place. He was truly glad he wasn't the only weirdo, making him feel slightly normal.
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[Dahmerette]

Devin smirkd, ruffling up Sacred's hair.


" Yea, i'm fine, i;ve been fighting ya know? earning my keep." He ran his hand through his own hair and looked around not trusting outsiders. Everyone is an enemy until proving otherwise. " So that means... everyone else... is special to." this kind of thing couldn't be a coincidence, he never meet anyone but Sacred in his 11 years on the street, that was like him. That was special. Question is,, what could everyone do,,, should he be worried? His thoughts interrupted by Dahlia's dating service-like...thing was.. probably for the best, at least for him. He hated dwelling on stuff like that but tat's also what protected him.. He looked from upstirs at Dahlia to Sacred and flapped his stomach. " most of these girls don't look easy enough for ya...''cept her"





Chelsea had yet again enlarged her breasts for all to see. Now whether that was for good attention or bad she didnt care, She soaked every bit of attention up. Not even a few hours into the ay and she was already selling herself short...way short. The boys in this place were pretty cute, some buff ones, some scarny emo ones,, she didn care,, they all had one thing in common,, the thing in their pants and thats all she cared about.

 

[WaddlesUniverse]

Rebecca was still eyeing the crowd. After she had seen the dancer girl announce herself, she noticed the girl she had robbed earlier that day. She also noticed how her chest had grown twice its size. Rebecca rolled her eyes and slumped over. These were the only two other students she had interacted with and thought for a split second that she should just go up to one of them and ask to be their roommate. Rebecca decided against that and just sat back and shut her eyes. If nothing was going to happen, why should she be awake for it?

 

[Regal]

✯₴₳₵ⱤɆĐ ĐɆⱠØɄ₵ⱧɆ✯


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Sacred slightly chuckled, looking up at the sweaty female. He somewhat fixed his hair so it didn't get into his shady eyes, adjusting his bandana in the process. "Dude, if I wanted easy, I'd have stayed my ass in the ghetto!" Sacred furrowed his eyebrows and smirked at the girl that was seemingly far away. He turned and looked at Devin again, putting his hands into his pockets. "So... What room would we even stay in? Was that shit put out? Wasn't really paying attention... Haven't done any paperwork either." Sacred didn't want to be left in the dust. He already found his roommate, next was being integrated into the system. He truly hoped the work wouldn't be too difficult, he didn't really have personal documents, the paperwork issue making him worried.
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@Slaughterized