Prizzy Kriyze
Multiple Stab Wounds
"Welcome to die" said the banners hanging in the hall. They were either a warning for the weak of heart, or a bad joke thought up by someone who'd spent too much time in their office. Despite the obvious lack in humour, they weren't wrong. Supposedly last year 30% of the first year students, 27% of the second year students, and 17% of the last year students died. Despite the best effort of the brave and competent staff of the academy, accidents still happened, and everyone who came here knew what they signed up for. They were either going to be elite soldiers, or dead.
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Welcome Aboard, Student
Welcome to die indeed. You're one of the lucky few who've been accepted into Cypress Collegium. You've got (at least) three years of blood, sweat and tears ahead of you. Possibly with the addition of death, but everyone would be a lot happier if you avoided that. At least when you get out of here, you'll strike rich... Or not.
Cypress Collegium will treat you well, if you treat it well. The satellite is full of secrets and wonders, perhaps you will find something of an entirely different kind.
Now, it's up to you what you want to become. Maybe you will become a hero. Maybe you'll go on a epic conquest to rule this side of the galaxy and do what you will with it. Maybe you will find ancient, lost technology. Maybe you'll eat some waffles. Who knows? Everything is possible.
This is a RP I made about 1-2 months back which died, and I brought it back on request. You need no prior knowledge of how that RP went to participate in this one.
