Dame Daigle
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Whispers in the Walls - You are a freshman in a new and amazing school but... something feel wrong...
Friday, May 23th. Year 2046
Morning
Kansai Region, near Kyoto.
The smell of fresh paint and the creak of new wood could still be felt as the students of the Sugimura Koutou Gakkou entered for the first time their classrooms after the welcoming speech from the principal. The halls were full of excited whispering as the student body made its way to its destination, each having great hope for their time in this upscale learning institute.
The sun was gently shining that day, and the horrors that most of them would experience were far from the surface, slumbering... but for how long?
Class 1-4
This was it, the small group of fifteen years old teens reached their homeroom and sat down, chatting, as a stately man made his way to the from the the room, starting to write his name and the curriculum of the following trimester upon the pristine blackboard. His movement were sharp and precise, and soon the room was silent... and that was when the strange whispers started... but it could notbe anything but the other students, right?
Whispers in the Walls - You are a freshman in a new and amazing school but... something feel wrong...
Read more about this role play...Welcome, young one... may you live in.... interesting times.
Introduction
Take a seat, stranger, and let me tell you about some of the mysterious horrors young Highschoolers will experience this coming spring... the spring of the year 2046.
Those young ones, innocent and eager, will be enrolled in the most technologically advanced school in Japan, if not the world, and will recieve an education only dreamt of by the most ardant of academics... but things will not be...
Friday, May 23th. Year 2046
Morning
Kansai Region, near Kyoto.
The smell of fresh paint and the creak of new wood could still be felt as the students of the Sugimura Koutou Gakkou entered for the first time their classrooms after the welcoming speech from the principal. The halls were full of excited whispering as the student body made its way to its destination, each having great hope for their time in this upscale learning institute.
The sun was gently shining that day, and the horrors that most of them would experience were far from the surface, slumbering... but for how long?
Class 1-4
This was it, the small group of fifteen years old teens reached their homeroom and sat down, chatting, as a stately man made his way to the from the the room, starting to write his name and the curriculum of the following trimester upon the pristine blackboard. His movement were sharp and precise, and soon the room was silent... and that was when the strange whispers started... but it could notbe anything but the other students, right?