School Wars.

[snowzinger]

In honor of the school year (and a nod to all the classic high school movies) I want to create a shared worlds game- but instead of countries there are social groups and factions, instead of land there is hallways, bathrooms and classrooms to dominate.

It is the first day of school, and many factions are going to want to rule the school. Whomever has the most control of the school within the next 180 days wins.

OOC: Can someone help me make a basic map of a high school?)

[Promethean]

So the Emo-Goth alliancie will take on the Comediant Commonwealth?

[mmmeee0]

This should do nicely (http://www.pecschools.com/IMAGES/newhighschool.gif)

I would like to be leader of the Punks.

[Also, how are we changing history?]

[Something]

Either the Jock Confederacy or the Federation of Nerds will win.

[snowzinger]

This should do nicely (http://www.pecschools.com/IMAGES/newhighschool.gif)

I would like to be leader of the Punks.

[Also, how are we changing history?]

You arent changing history, I just thought it would be a refreshing shared worlds game instead of using countries we are various social factions just duking it out for survival.

[mattep74]

In 1991 i wrote a alternate history called school wars by pen and paper. Then i showed it to a girl i liked, she thought it was wery good, but didnt want to go out with me.

I had all the schools in my hometown form alliances and go to war with the same type of warfare that dominated ww1. I had massive bombardments, evacuations by sea, booby traps etc.

Dont ask me how i thought a 10 year old would stand up to artillery

[August Sonereal]

Where did you go to school, or even live, where the school system had enough money to buy artillery?:p

[Promethean]

Where did you go to school, or even live, where the school system had enough money to buy artillery?:p

Houston Texas.

[mmmeee0]

You arent changing history, I just thought it would be a refreshing shared worlds game instead of using countries we are various social factions just duking it out for survival.

Well, So far we have

Emo/Goths (Not including Industrial Metal Goth look alikes, that's more Mmetal Punk)
Punks (Unable to be classified in a 'group', but you can always find us in a crowd...not that we have crowds around us)
Jocks (Not really taken yet)
Nerd (Not really taken yet)

If Something/Someone chooses one of the last two we might be able to start.

Anyways, I describe my 'Band' of Punks:

The band of punks who are friendly with the most respected punk (Moi), are seniors, and are always friends with junior punks, giving props and promoting them if they're nice to other new HSers.

The band of punks is actually a band, called Vampire Piss. They don't get too many rave reviews, but they get enough gigs to give them spending cash, aside from bribes from other parents for not telling their kids about their affair or buying drugs (From the punks), and of course, dealing drugs.

Viewed as the 'rich kids without the clothes' by the other kids, they're avoided for one reason. They're abusive to outsiders. Like kicks to the knees if you ask out a senior punk girl. They deal with the general population through other punk groups. But, this hall-way attitude is replaced in the class, where Punks are often late or leaving or sleeping. There the common enemy is the system, and every kid in the class is an ally.

They sell test answer sheets under the teachers nose, hall passes and other things. They've cornered a market in tattoos and piercings in washrooms. The band is well funded.

They are armed. Some of the best of them come to school with mace, have hidden carbon blades, and the leader (moi) has snuck a gun past the metal detectors once, throwing into an open vent from outside and retrieving it at lunch hour before putting it back.

Some parents think they're thugs, but those aren't the parents who pay them to keep quiet. They're the parents of Junior punks, who are 'worried' about their kids. Not true, because the kids know if you trust a punk, and he trusts you, you can have the entire schoolyard cowering at your feet.

(I'm guessing this school is the 'max-security' type?)

---

So, are we actually fighting or just being snobbish cliches?

[Fenwick]

I got the Autoshop Kids.

[Promethean]

What about the just a little less cooler then normal guys like me?

:rolleyes::)

[Something]

I got the nerds and this poster should make things evident of why the nerds will win:D

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/Inkjunkie42/motivator2981571.jpg

[Blue Max]

I call Student Government. Might be a while between appearances though. Its a faction in its own right, who gets to decide who becomes the prom court, who gets scholarships to college (Nerds? Jocks? Minorities?), and has some say in who gets the good teachers and who gets the bad ones.:D

At this point, I suggest that we have three bases of operation. We meet on campus in the Math Room A120 after school on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Less Formally, School President Max (my avatar) can be found working on homework in a Coffee Shop (yes, a Starbucks) a block from the school, or, if need be, handling some school business there as well. Finally, very informally, the parents do let me invite people to my house, where I generally meet in the backyard and sip lemonade.

That cool with everyone?

[Blue Max]

What about the just a little less cooler then normal guys like me?

:rolleyes::)
Ideas:

Write the School Newspapers?
Drug Ring (yes. Sadly)
Foreign Exchange Student.
Rich Kids
Latin/Black cliques.

[August Sonereal]

Can I be the School Adminstration? After playing Bully, I realize how sweet it would to do something like this =P

[Blue Max]

Can I be the School Adminstration? After playing Bully, I realize how sweet it would to do something like this =P

I Called it first. You can either be Treasurer or VP of the Student Board, or maybe you'd like to be something else like the guy who writes the student paper or something. Either way, I'd be glad to have someone else on board. I guess you'd be "August", then?

[Codae]

OrangeNakor and I, after seeing some school projects regarding "What sort of government would you have if you were in charge of a school after a The Girl Who Owned a City-like event?" actually did a thought experiment regarding this.

One of the conclusions to which we came was that the local middle school was too glass-using to be as effective as Glenbard.

[August Sonereal]

Wait, the Student Government AND School Administration is the same thing? I thought the Student Government was ran by....students, and the Administration was ran by adults.

[Blue Max]

Wait, the Student Government AND School Administration is the same thing? I thought the Student Government was ran by....students, and the Administration was ran by adults.

Oops. I misunderstood you.
You could do that, if the OP lets you. Sorry about that, Mr. August.

[August Sonereal]

Its cool. School Administration doesn't even have to be a full fledge faction that's playing for domination.. Think Pirates from Mercs 2.

Also, I didn't know I could space names during account creation. (Mainly because a lot of boards don't).

So techinally, it would have been August Sonereal:D

[mmmeee0]

Ideas:

Write the School Newspapers?
Drug Ring (yes. Sadly)
Foreign Exchange Student.
Rich Kids
Latin/Black cliques.

Have Drug Ring, am Rich Kid Clique leader, more or less. You might mean the kids who have wealthy parents or seem like their rich, or a preppie/WASP type.

But I have the money, I have the school drugs.

And to people who own School Admin, you might want to know the nurse buys things off me out of her own pocket. Off the record, to her, so we can score things from her, things we cannot usually get.

This school has a good medicine cabinet and we're tired of stealing from it, we want it now.

List of Things to do...
[V] - Get secure supply of drugs in school. "Check"
[ ] - Blackmail Principal...

[Promethean]

Ideas:

Write the School Newspapers?
Drug Ring (yes. Sadly)
Foreign Exchange Student.
Rich Kids
Latin/Black cliques.

Give me the foreign Exchange student this seems to be about an american school and im not american so it suits. Im Dutch so for the Americans i might be a stereotype drugdealer so thats 2 with one hit.

[August Sonereal]

How sweet it would be to play the autocratic principal who purges the staff of rulebreakers! lol

We need the Outsiders here too. Dally would insta own more guys these days.

[mmmeee0]

Give me the foreign Exchange student this seems to be about an american school and im not american so it suits. Im Dutch so for the Americans i might be a stereotype drugdealer so thats 2 with one hit.

You'll get busted when I find out my business is going to you...

You know I have steel-toed boots in the game as super-punk-cliche?

[Blue Max]

Let's see, to start this off:

First Day of School.

There is always some kind of rules presentation at school, where incoming freshmen are instructed in the fine points of how it all works and what you can and can't do.

President Max is asked to create a presentation introducing himself and other members of the student government (OOC: They would be introduced, although there aren't any yet)

After introducing some of the notable people, such as the Editor of the School Paper (unnamed), the Captain of the Football Team (Unnamed) and the School Principal (Mr. Sonereal), President Max makes a first move in the scholastic political situation, publicly and loudly attacking the use of drugs in a justifiable but clearly antagonistic way. President Max can not know that Meeeoooo "Michael?" is forced to suffer through this, and is not amused...

After school that day, despite being a Monday, Max looks to both meet new faces and consider how to spend September's budget, and whether to launch a fundraiser of some kind. The First School Dance, A Western Theme, is in mid October...

[Promethean]

You'll get busted when I find out my business is going to you...

You know I have steel-toed boots in the game as super-punk-cliche?

Or i sell it and you get 50% of the profits? Or is this just a story trigger?

[August Sonereal]

I've, with the rest of the staff, decided that to help students to find their classes and get use to the layout of the school, will receive an extra 10 minutes after the bell to get to their classes.

This is in effect until Monday of next week.

[TheDarkServant]

After being introduced as captain of the football team, Dom Ellis walks out of assembly, seeming not to care about who gets in his way. Giving a fat kid "The Stare" for getting in his way, he smiles at a group of cheerleaders walking past "How you doin' girls" he says, and they giggle and walk off.

After watching their asses as they walk off he turns around to the rest of the football team "alright guys, I think the punks have got too damned big for their boots last year, this year we show them whos boss yeah?" he says and his friends start cheering and whooping as he expected. "Come on then, lets go the sports field, get some practice in"

[mmmeee0]

Or i sell it and you get 50% of the profits? Or is this just a story trigger?

Yeah, and I want your supplier to sell to me at a decreased rate if he wants to keep you.

Consider yourself under the protection of the Bands of Punks roving the school.

Classes on "Michael"s Schedule:
Art (Just to kill some time with 'Inspiration' for the band, and sleeping in class)
English (Writing Punk Songs mostly. Also making sure Teacher is not diddling in class [After he found a dildo while looking through her desk he uses it to lord over 'grades'])
Lunch (Dealing Drugs, Doing Drugs, maybe eating a bite with his band, sometimes screwing a girl in the washroom or practicing with his band)
Music (Bass playing, making sure the perverted teacher isn't looking at Cheerleaders when he's supposed to be teaching him. He doesn't care that the Cheerleaders do him, he just needs something to hold over him.)
History (In it because this teacher is impossibly smart, argues with him but doesn't throw him out, and he's trying to get some dirt on him)

Every Wednesday: Private "Counseling" Sessions. Screwing a Counselor so she keeps the punks activities off their Permanent Records.

After School, and After Sex on Wendsday, he plays in the Garage for the younger punks, and tutors them in High-School Running. He will leave a Legacy.

His name is "Michael" Sasha (Russian middle name) Andrews. He goes by 'Dash' in punk circles, 'Stash' to druggies outside the circle, and 'Bash' to people he hates.

Today, on the first day of school he got inspired in Art by a dream he had instead of taking notes for First Period. Then in English he stole and sold the teacher's cellphone before leaving. His extra long lunch consisted of a hard make-out session in the women locker room with the best female athlete in school before meeting his band; they ate and hung out, selling drugs and getting younger punks to patrol for stuff (to be defined later). For Music Class he nearly rewrote Beethoven, much to his teacher's annoyance with a solo at the end. And for History, he tried to prove anarchy has always been about lawless friendship, not bombs; the teacher gave him a D.

Then it was off to home to ruin his mind with Alchohol, Cannabis and Loud Music.

[Seldrin]

This looks interesting, I call loners.

[August Sonereal]

OOC: If loners hang in a group, their not loners no more =P Also, mmmeee0, you should be a writer:cool:

IC: Due to last years problems with students skipping classes, even during the first week. All bathrooms will be locked during classes.

[Seldrin]

OOC: If loners hang in a group, their not loners no more =P Also, mmmeee0, you should be a writer:cool:


OOC: It's kinda like the rejects from everywhere else that decided to band together for protection.

[August Sonereal]

OOC: Gotcha

[mmmeee0]

OOC: If loners hang in a group, their not loners no more =P Also, mmmeee0, you should be a writer:cool:

IC: Due to last years problems with students skipping classes, even during the first week. All bathrooms will be locked during classes.

OOC: I would be, save that I'd never be taken 'seriously'.

Seldrin, the Punks could be a great ally in your search for security. I mean, rejects are just those with low self-esteem. Obnoxious semi-bodyguards will help. For... homework fees...

IC: Having lifted keys from the Janitor, copied them and returned them while the Janitor was stoned and trying to read a grade 10 book about anatomy, Michael had enough keys to spare, having made two sets.

He decided to rent them out to the populace. It'd be a starter program, $2.50 for an hour, per key. This new rule would be avoided through subversion and no one would be any the wiser. He could sneak in, re-lock it, and do whatever he wanted. Heck, he could run the whole drug ring from there.

[August Sonereal]

DAY TWO: TUESDAY

Over the PA System:
After learning about a janitor who slipped up on the job and lost a ring of key, we have fired the man. We plan on hiring help over the weekend to patrol hallways, look for lost items such as the keys, and to enforce the rules.

We will also be starting the School Security Group, anyone student who wants to join may if the they meet the requirements. The group will share some jobs with the hired help, and also be responsible for other things.

Anyone who wants to join should contact me personally.

[Blue Max]

School President Max will hold his first meeting today. All interested parties will attend. Today's discussion will elaborate on the Student Security Team (which will count as academic credit) and will feature a special guest, Agent Cooper of the Local Police, who will be, along with Principal Soneral, will be discussing the merits of the security force.

President Max is an honors student who rarely gets a B, with a 3.8 GPA, and takes four honors classes, one class at a community college, and serves on Student Government for his day. Max is interested in meeting interested parties in the group, and, of course, winning re-election as Student President.

[August Sonereal]

OOC: Your first name is Blue then?

IC: The Student Security Team will also count as a PE Credit.

[snowzinger]

...You guys really took over this :o

Why did I get left out?:mad:

[Seldrin]

The Loners, aka: rejects and weirdos. They are a conglomeration of various antisocial and rejected people who band together for protection against, well, basically anyone.
They have a unique heirarchy system, just like every other group in the school, currently their "leader" is Laurence Newbourn, Newbourn is leader because he's the strongest and most intimidating of the group, the rest of the rejects are relatively weedy and pathetic in comparison.
The group spends the majority of its time in the language block, but occasionally they can be found in the library when a debate breaks out about some obscure and insignificant topic.

[mmmeee0]

The various bands of roaming punks, once just a loose affiliation of people you know because your friends know, becomes tighter and gets some of the Junior Punks to talk with their parents, who go to PTA meetings to put in a 'better' word about them.

With the backing of over 45 parents, some Junior Punks, who have a less-than-punk image, will report to Dash about the plans of the SS.

Within the Punk Community, there are nicknames. The Shirt-Faces. A refrence to the Nazi German 'Waffen SS' is drawn quick enough.

Fortunately, no one knows why the SS is being infiltrated. Why do punks, who roam the school without being stopped, need to keep an eye out?

(OOC: What will the Security Teams do?)

[Big Tex]

Houston Texas.

He's telling the truth, but because of the Robin Hood system my school could only afford mortars:mad:

Some of the schools funded with refinry and oil taxes had air forces. I think Pasadena had a nuclear program

[August Sonereal]

...You guys really took over this :o

Why did I get left out?:mad:

OOC: Sorry =P
Ay' I need a leader for the Student Security Group, want that? Its a cushy job and a good one nonetheless.

IC: The Student Security Group will perform various tasks around the school, including but not limited to, patroling hallways, helping janitors, and other tasks.

OOC: I knew that the SS would be mention sooner or later. Also, I'm using the map mmmeee0 had in the 3rd post of the thread. I'm glad that someone other than I used it. =P

[Hawkeye]

I call Anti-Hippie Coalition along with the library and the store if there not taken.

[August Sonereal]

The store isn't taken, but there are some loners in the library, but they shouldn't really hassle you guys.

[mmmeee0]

I have the Commons. Exterior and Interior, with the Mathmatics Wing under my current expansion plans...

[Hawkeye]

The store isn't taken, but there are some loners in the library, but they shouldn't really hassle you guys.

OOC: Excellent! Are the conference room and workroom open because if they are I call them.
IC: The Anti-Hippie Coalition, led by a shady figure who calls himself the "Wicker Man". They started out with humble origins as an after school type of thing, but then the founder died of alcohol poisoning and the group briefly fell into anarchy, that’s when the "Wicker Man" came to power, since then the group has become violent and are becoming more like the BoP. They sell drugs taken from "hippies" along with weapons and other various goods, although they may be lacking in numbers they are also resourceful and can manipulate the school cameras.

[mmmeee0]

OOC: Excellent! Are the conference room and workroom open because if they are I call them.
IC: The Anti-Hippie Coalition, led by a shady figure who calls himself the "Wicker Man". They started out with humble origins as an after school type of thing, but then the founder died of alcohol poisoning and the group briefly fell into anarchy, that’s when the "Wicker Man" came to power, since then the group has become violent and are becoming more like the BoP. They sell drugs taken from "hippies" along with weapons and other various goods, although they may be lacking in numbers they are also resourceful and can manipulate the school cameras.

OOC: Uhmmm... your group is ripping off mine, I sell drugs and have roving gangs of people. I have a Dutch kid who isn't a punk but a wannabe dealer paying me 50$ of his cash flow to do it (Actual player dude). I hide weapons over the school, and I've cornered the Washroom-key market. Find another Niche...

[August Sonereal]

OOC: Lol, only the second day, and we have drug dealers and a student militia against hippies who sell drugs already having conflict.

[mmmeee0]

OOC: Lol, only the second day, and we have drug dealers and a student militia against hippies who sell drugs already having conflict.

OOC: I don't know what kind of drugs he's selling, but mine are better quality. Hippies only have crappy shit to bring and 'share' with friends. They're greedy, keeping good stuff to themselves, especially with people taking their shit all the time.

Good thing I have plants in the SS to get the A-Hippies suspended, corner the market and take their weapons stash by following them around.

[Hawkeye]

OOC: Uhmmm... your group is ripping off mine, I sell drugs and have roving gangs of people. I have a Dutch kid who isn't a punk but a wannabe dealer paying me 50$ of his cash flow to do it (Actual player dude). I hide weapons over the school, and I've cornered the Washroom-key market. Find another Niche...

OOC: I guess that's way I suck at role playing, I thought that's what this would eventually all come down to and I didn't really want to be good guys.

[August Sonereal]

OOC: LOL. C'mon Hawkeye, its all good. An anti-hippie coalition? If only we had Eric Cartman here, it would be complete:D

[mmmeee0]

OOC: I guess that's way I suck at role playing, I thought that's what this would eventually all come down to and I didn't really want to be good guys.

OOC: Well, thanks for all the new 'members'.

IC: Michael "Dash" Andrews extended a peace offering of a big fucking party on top of the school to Hippies if they report who else is selling drugs in the school. Since they didn't have their usual stash, he knew they were being attacked. Being hippies, and on Acid, their descriptions were less than helpful:

"He was tall, and all these bright lights came out from behind him, then he was short because he walked around me after taking my stuff and the lights were on my side."

So Dash knew there were people beating up on Hippies. He gave the Sophmore Punks the Job of Guarding Hippies, and told the Junior Punks to get the Emo/Goth kids to report any anti-hippie assholes directly to his crew.

After setting all that up he walked down to Concession stands, where he could blackmail the workers into giving him free food. He forgot who poisioned the Vice-Principal last year, but the food-staff didn't forget him, and all he ordered was on the house.

[Nova]

I want to be a Security team leader. I'll be that kid whose a huge asshole, but all the teachers/staff seem to love. All the crime in the school circulates through me, minus the drug trade. Theres an agreement between myself and Dash, as we could both destroy eachother'rs groups. I get 10% of the drug money, he gets free reign. My area is the boiler room, where I run a small prostitution ring.

[mmmeee0]

I want to be a Security team leader. I'll be that kid whose a huge asshole, but all the teachers/staff seem to love. All the crime in the school circulates through me, minus the drug trade. Theres an agreement between myself and Dash, as we could both destroy eachother'rs groups. I get 10% of the drug money, he gets free reign. My area is the boiler room, where I run a small prostitution ring.

Woah, we need to agree on this. You may expect 10% of an unknown amount of $ from Dash, but where do you think it comes from? It comes from your parents, both pay me not to tell the other that their having an affair.

Both with other men.

That's where the money comes from. Bullies aren't too bright, and this is my 'pity the guy' money. You don't even get all of it. I use the rest to get some of your 'whores' for Junior Punks. They're only handjobs if your a punk anyway.

[August Sonereal]

OCC: This is hands down, this is the second most fucked up school in the world. Behind that high school from High School Musicial.

[Hawkeye]

"Hi Wicker got some bad news from T.R. High" Jerry said. The Wicker Man turned around to face him and said "godamn it we got some shit going around here" Jerry looks down, he has seen Wicker mad before, a fat ass freshmen decided to pick a fight with him because he was sort and scrawny and mistook him as another freshmen, the kid switched schools after that encounter. Jerry finally looked up and said "the T.R. fuckers were caught" the Wicker Man laughed for a little and said "eh we're probably better off with out them anyways, they've done nothing but hold us down right now we need focus on this school" Jerry asked "why? What's happening here?" "a group of mother-fuckers called Band Of Morons or whatever claming they sell better drugs" was the Wicker Man's response. "Who their boss?" asked Jerry. "Some kid named Dash, Mr. High and Mighty thinks he owns the place but in for a surprise" said the Wicker Man, Jerry was going to say "are we going fight-" but was cut off by Wicker "god no, I hate him but I'm not stupid, you let me take care of that basterd" then the Wicker Man looked up at the clock and said "It's twelve minutes before we open, (hands Jerry a bag of white powder) until our new batch comes in we're going to have to make do with this shit" before Wicker went out the door Jerry asked him "were are we getting our new drugs?" The Wicker Man smiles and says "A friend" and left.

[August Sonereal]

Ok Mr....Nova is it?
In any case, you're not leader yet, we will formally announce the leadership next week.

[Scifibug]

We of the [insert name here] R.O.T.C. stand ready to defend our school from any punks, sleeks, geek, nerds, turds, hop heads, pot heads, or cool anti-social group that thinks it can rule the school.

NOW WITH OUR OWN SHOOT CLUB!

[drrockso20]

I claim the Semi-Nerds* for my faction and our territories are the biology,chemistry,math ,and the social studies rooms and we are contemplating about expanding towards the library with explosive results:D


*by that I mean people with nerdy mannerisms but do not necessarily fit the regular nerd stereotypes and think of us as being very special weapon makers and dealers in others words smoke bombs stink bombs potato guns even a couple of shivs and once even mustard gas and napalm you'll often hear small explosions and sometimes see smoke. to avoid trouble with dash we pay him a tithe of 15% of our profits and give him a 10% discount on our products and inform of others who buy their weapons.

[Mr_ Bondoc]

One group you guys are forgetting. As shown in the series Jeremiah, the "Cheerleaders" will have the ability to control the place. Consider that they can "seduce and destroy" the teachers, the jocks, the nerds, the geeks, the douchebags, et al. All they have to do is promise to flash to the appointed group, as long as you have majority heterosexual males or lesbians, their infiltration of any network is assured....

[Promethean]

Yeah, and I want your supplier to sell to me at a decreased rate if he wants to keep you.

Consider yourself under the protection of the Bands of Punks roving the school.




Id try to do that but it might take some time.

Very good this will make it easier to sell.

[mmmeee0]

I claim the Semi-Nerds* for my faction and our territories are the biology,chemistry,math ,and the social studies rooms and we are contemplating about expanding towards the library with explosive results:D


*by that I mean people with nerdy mannerisms but do not necessarily fit the regular nerd stereotypes and think of us as being very special weapon makers and dealers in others words smoke bombs stink bombs potato guns even a couple of shivs and once even mustard gas and napalm you'll often hear small explosions and sometimes see smoke. to avoid trouble with dash we pay him a tithe of 15% of our profits and give him a 10% discount on our products and inform of others who buy their weapons.

I totally accept. Passive 'protection' is just the begining though. Active protection would cost a bit more. The R.O.T.C. is threatening both of us, and we would need you to train our Junior Punks to maintain these weapons you produce. Do you accept the apprenticshipping of Junior and Sophmore Punks in exchange of an extra 35% off the weapons prices?

Promethean what is your characters name?

I'm making up a Punk Protect List
Anthony The Dutch-Dude. R: Drug Associate
Semi-Nerd Arms Dealers. R: Mutual Benefit
Hippie Crowd. R: Addict Protectorate

Anyone Else?

[Promethean]

Anthony the americanised for of my real name :p

[mattep74]

Where did you go to school, or even live, where the school system had enough money to buy artillery?:p

No, i had the goverment collapse and the schools become the center of goverment. I then had a war in my hometown with thousands of dead and then i continued to unite the country and eventually the world in a common alliance.

[TheDarkServant]

OOC: I'm claiming the school field and gym, i'm sure thats cool yes?

IC: Dom watches Trent charging towards him before dodging out of the way. "Good tackle Big Man, but still not good enough - too slow, you're gonna have to spend some time on the tracks this year"

"Watch - This is a tackle" he says to his assembled crowd of jocks, picking out one of the random punks who seemed to be patrolling the feild and running - nay stampeding - towards him. Hitting him, the punk goes flying and runs off before he attracts any more random violence. Dom guffaws to himself. "That was fun, if any more of those bastards come near MY field, i'm gonna kick their ass!"

As usual, his boys begin laughing and high-fiving each other.

[mmmeee0]

OOC: Random Violence? Looks like your making enemies fast.

IC:

"He what?!" Dash yelled in the exterior commons, the Junior punk still rubbing his bruise. He started to speak again but Dash cut him off. "We're not retaliating because you had to try and speak to the biggest jock in school. No, we'll just close all his email accounts, I'm sure the keylogger in the computer lab has his email."

He stood up, and went over to a punk chick wearing long fishnets on her arms and legs, black gloves, thigh-high boots and a black-and-pink party press. Kissing her barely-covered lipstick, he broke before her suprise wore off, letting him keep her in his grasp. "Exti, go be flirtatious with the Nerds and tell them we're going to need a reply soon. If you can, get a trial weapon for our battered boy." he said to the girl, named for the drug she controlled (MDMA: XTC).

He sat back down and pushed away his free French Fries. He looked at a Sophmore cheerleader, motioned her over. She approached, along with her friends, there to protect her. Two male cheerleaders flanked her, bulky and almost intimidating. Dash dismissed the Junior.

"That kid who just left, he has a bruise on him because we was going to ask the Jocks to keep an eye out for some Hippie-Bashing group. Instead, they punched him before he could speak. Now, those of us with a brain know that Cheerleaders don't fuck with Jocks, but they're not as close as they used to be. And the Punks, Nerds and Cheerleaders know that the male cheerleaders aren't as gay as they're made out to be."

The two men look flustered. Trying to preen themselves suddenly the cheerleaders who flanked the sophomore didn't look at anyone, they were not homos, it's just that everyone thought so. Dash went on.

"It's the guys who hang with you all the time who get all the action. So ladies, you'd have no problem spreading the rumor on how bad a drunken Dom is when he tries to get it on with certain ladies he should be getting it on with. Heck, the Guys, your credible in your gay stories, I could almost believe them if I had seen you two kiss each other or something. So you tell everyone how he tried to come on to you when he was drunk or high at a game. In return, I'll have the Nerds, not just the Semi-nerds, figure out cheerleader routines that seem so natural you'll do them while you walk home."

The Cheerleaders nodded, left without saying hello or goodbye. Dash wasn't to be argued with, nor obeyed, but the promise of awesome cheers and the poor Junior got them thinking. Dash looked around, his Band looked at him in confusion.

"What the fuck are you all looking at?"

[Promethean]

Anthony closed his locker carefully after he selled some stuff he tried not to be to suspicious he figured that there would be at least one camera guarding the lockers. Now he wanted to meet some punks and their leader to deliver his ''tribute''.

''Fucking punks'' He thought ''why cant they just accept i earn more money then they do'' ''Gasp''

Anyway Geo class was up and after that the big break started. This would be a chance to sell to the freshmen who never left the school cafetaria during the break.

He watched as some footbal players tackled some kid on the field. He thought it was a weird school he had class while those guys could be outside and ''training''

''Weird school'' he nodded. Although he was here for a year as an exchange student from ''Amsterdam'' as some guys said it irritated him first but after a while he got along with it. Again some punks looked at him with passive agressive faces. ''Damn im making enemies fast here''

There was the Geography Classroom...

[mmmeee0]

Anthony closed his locker carefully after he selled some stuff he tried not to be to suspicious he figured that there would be at least one camera guarding the lockers. Now he wanted to meet some punks and their leader to deliver his ''tribute''.

''Fucking punks'' He thought ''why cant they just accept i earn more money then they do'' ''Gasp''

Anyway Geo class was up and after that the big break started. This would be a chance to sell to the freshmen who never left the school cafetaria during the break.

He watched as some footbal players tackled some kid on the field. He thought it was a weird school he had class while those guys could be outside and ''training''

''Weird school'' he nodded. Although he was here for a year as an exchange student from ''Amsterdam'' as some guys said it irritated him first but after a while he got along with it. Again some punks looked at him with passive agressive faces. ''Damn im making enemies fast here''

There was the Geography Classroom...

"Who are your enemies?" Dash asked as Anthony tried to leave. He didn't answer quickly, so Dash let it drop, but handed back 80% of what he was given. "We don't want your money, we want your loyalty. You can have the rest back if you swear not to co-operate with the School Security Teams."

Dash looked at the bills and fingered them slowly. Anthony still had to decide to get back the 80% of his money at the very least. If he said no, Dash kept 20% of it.

"Besides, you wouldn't want to co-operate with people who'd search your locker to find your stash, so let me hide your stash for you. I'll show you where we hide it, but just not in your locker anymore, okay? I'll even booby-trap it with a trap I'll buy myself from the Semi-Nerds if you take me to your dealer."

He waited for Anthony to respond, still standing there in the Exterior commons. "Relax man, we have a full ten minutes before we actually have to show up. Remember what the principal said? Ten minutes for the first week class transitions. Tell me what you think of my proposal."

[Promethean]

"Who are your enemies?" Dash asked as Anthony tried to leave. He didn't answer quickly, so Dash let it drop, but handed back 80% of what he was given. "We don't want your money, we want your loyalty. You can have the rest back if you swear not to co-operate with the School Security Teams."

Dash looked at the bills and fingered them slowly. Anthony still had to decide to get back the 80% of his money at the very least. If he said no, Dash kept 20% of it.

"Besides, you wouldn't want to co-operate with people who'd search your locker to find your stash, so let me hide your stash for you. I'll show you where we hide it, but just not in your locker anymore, okay? I'll even booby-trap it with a trap I'll buy myself from the Semi-Nerds if you take me to your dealer."

He waited for Anthony to respond, still standing there in the Exterior commons. "Relax man, we have a full ten minutes before we actually have to show up. Remember what the principal said? Ten minutes for the first week class transitions. Tell me what you think of my proposal."


That Dash guy he thougth he might use his offer he looked like a wannabe dealer but he could teach him good things. ''Teach'' Gasp he hated the word. Well the Punks were neutral to him but protected him for cash so he thougth one ''alliancie'' with another guy wouldnt make any difference.

''Dash ill meet you after school in the cafe on 3rd street alright''

Then he walked away letting Dash keeping the 10% he woul get it back. Eventually...

[drrockso20]

Joseph leader of the nerds was busy experimenting with a new chemical bomb, hopefully he might be able to create a poor mans flash-bang bomb which the punks should find most valuable, and help get on their good side. While he was contemplating the deal that Dash the punks leader had made them he accidentally added too much saltpeter, and well a good old fashioned minor explosion occurred. As he got up from the floor and started to wipe soot from his eyes he noticed something "well what do you know, I blew out four windows I think thats a new record" as he ordered his assistants to start cleaning up the mess and ordering new windows, he decided that by next week at latest he'd have the flash-bangs ready to show to Dash ,and he also decided that he'd have the math-geeks try and figure out the best deal for both Dash and himself so that they both would get maximum profits and have be a deal that they'd both like though he decided already that he'd help train Dash's people with his weaponry after all it'd be nice to get some muscle around here, and maybe he could have dash find out and have stuffed into a locker whoever had been pouring soda on him the last three days, yes that'd be very nice indeed.

[mmmeee0]

Dash wandered over to the Punk Protectorate of the Math Wing, his band standing around each door, inconspicuously guarding them from unwanted guests from each lab, classroom or closet. Joseph's lab had a huge, bright and loud explosion. Many punks jumped, thinking it was terrorism. Dash grinned and walked in.

"Joseph, I'm so glad to see your hard at work. Or is your science hardly working?" he asked, being funny to only himself. Calming down, he got to business.

"I know our deal extends to weapons at this time, but I'd like you to start working on one particular project. You know that much of the school smokes weed, and with smoke comes health problems. The Vaporizers that sell in stores are nice, but expensive, and distinctively for smoking weed. I need from you, a lot of vaporizing machines, something that is small, and fits in at school. It has to have a storage area that heats to 350 degrees, a chamber for collecting THC, and a tube and interface to turn it on and off."

He looked at students bringing in extra windows that the Sophomore Punk Bands kept in a different wing. They handed them over to their Nerdy protectorates, and let them install the windows. Punks usually broke things like that, so they kept replacements for Junior punks to install; Juniors were roaming now, so the windows had been brought in by some other Seniors.

"If you do that, I'll make sure the serving staff at the concession stand brings the food you order to you. Not free, I can't get that much from it, but then you can eat near or in your lab. Think of it as a concession from me, and those under my influence. I got some Primo stuff coming in through an Amsterdam connection, and I want the stoner kids here to remember who gave them vaporizers and the best highs of their life. You can make it happen I understand. I hope you do too. You know I'm usually in the Commons, so bring me a prototype if you accept that instead of the 35% extra discount. If you make something that can blow my mind, something teachers won't notice, then I'll fund your next research team with the money that the drugs bring in."

He turned to leave, and when he saw the punks in the corridor stand up from their places of leaning, he remembered his promise to the Cheerleaders. So he returned to the Nerds.

"Oh, yes, the Cheerleaders are expecting you. They want Mathematicians to design a new set of cheers that are totally natural in the flow to music, body movements, weight ratios, you know, math stuff. This is Pro Bono work from me, a favour to both sides. You want to hang with Cheerleaders and show off your big brains, and they want something from you."

He walked out, planning to see what Anthony would tell him at the Cafe. "It's win-win for all three of us." he shouted, before exiting the Mathematics wing.

[Promethean]

Anthony was sitting in the Cafe waiting for Dash to come. He ordered a beer. The barman watched him and asked if he was old enough to order alchohol.
''This will convince you i think''
Anthony gave the man something and he got a beer.

There Dash was coming,

Anthony greeted him and ordered another beer.

They started talking.

''So please tell me your proposal Dash''

[mmmeee0]

Anthony was sitting in the Cafe waiting for Dash to come. He ordered a beer. The barman watched him and asked if he was old enough to order alchohol.
''This will convince you i think''
Anthony gave the man something and he got a beer.

There Dash was coming,

Anthony greeted him and ordered another beer.

They started talking.

''So please tell me your proposal Dash''

Dash had posted 'Guards' outside, making sure none of the other competing drug dealers were going to walk in. They disguised themselves by getting free smokes.

"I have some of my associates working on a type of vaporizer that won't be noticeable in school. With your quality drugs, we can sell both, and end the Drug Cartel Wars that have raged in our small school. That alone should be enough for you to come aboard. But, since I don't expect anything for nothing, I'll let you keep the money you make with the drugs if you sell the vaporizers as well. That money comes back to me, and you can have one for yourself if you want, but it will net us both more return customers."

Dash ordered a Baileys Coffee with whipped cream on top. It arrived and Dash drank. Continuing he smiled and licked the cream off of his face. "One more thing we have to agree on. The School Security Teams. You co-operate with us, not them. You can see the reasons for that, and if you do, the Punk Bands will not only Guard you, but your supply, in school."

Finishing it and turning, pointing at a punk outside the window with a signal to show how many cigarettes they got, and receiving the proper reply, he ended his little speech. "Well Anthony, you should think quickly, the first week of school is almost over. Your an intelligent dude, and you should get back to me." he said, turning back and waiting for the reply.

[Promethean]

Dash had posted 'Guards' outside, making sure none of the other competing drug dealers were going to walk in. They disguised themselves by getting free smokes.

"I have some of my associates working on a type of vaporizer that won't be noticeable in school. With your quality drugs, we can sell both, and end the Drug Cartel Wars that have raged in our small school. That alone should be enough for you to come aboard. But, since I don't expect anything for nothing, I'll let you keep the money you make with the drugs if you sell the vaporizers as well. That money comes back to me, and you can have one for yourself if you want, but it will net us both more return customers."

Dash ordered a Baileys Coffee with whipped cream on top. It arrived and Dash drank. Continuing he smiled and licked the cream off of his face. "One more thing we have to agree on. The School Security Teams. You co-operate with us, not them. You can see the reasons for that, and if you do, the Punk Bands will not only Guard you, but your supply, in school."

Finishing it and turning, pointing at a punk outside the window with a signal to show how many cigarettes they got, and receiving the proper reply, he ended his little speech. "Well Anthony, you should think quickly, the first week of school is almost over. Your an intelligent dude, and you should get back to me." he said, turning back and waiting for the reply.


Anthony listened to Dash with curiosity he hadnt shown since he was selected to be an exchange student. ''Fine Dash i will work for you and ill sell your vaporizer'' Saying that he thought about contacting the School Security team later. Although he would contact a newby in the Security team to get information from him.

''Also Dash tell your punks not to ask for cigarettes from the Rappers there dangerous fellows''

[mmmeee0]

Anthony listened to Dash with curiosity he hadnt shown since he was selected to be an exchange student. ''Fine Dash i will work for you and ill sell your vaporizer'' Saying that he thought about contacting the School Security team later. Although he would contact a newby in the Security team to get information from him.

''Also Dash tell your punks not to ask for cigarettes from the Rappers there dangerous fellows''

"That's why we travel in Bands. Strength in numbers is something you learn early as a Punk."

Dash paid for the stuff, gave Anthony the money he promised he'd give him if he said yes, and left, smoking a cigarette.

"I want a Sophmore Band to cover his ass, but only outside of class. We can't let any teacher suspect he is working with us. For his own protection, do not let any Jocks go near him. And when we find the Anti-Hippie group, we'll let him on it and see what he would do to people who steal weed without paying." He said, the other ones either nodding to his words or trying to add other things in their heads.

"And will one of you please tell me anything about my History teacher?"

[Promethean]

"That's why we travel in Bands. Strength in numbers is something you learn early as a Punk."

Dash paid for the stuff, gave Anthony the money he promised he'd give him if he said yes, and left, smoking a cigarette.

"I want a Sophmore Band to cover his ass, but only outside of class. We can't let any teacher suspect he is working with us. For his own protection, do not let any Jocks go near him. And when we find the Anti-Hippie group, we'll let him on it and see what he would do to people who steal weed without paying." He said, the other ones either nodding to his words or trying to add other things in their heads.

"And will one of you please tell me anything about my History teacher?"


Anthony was satisfied with Dash reply and took his bike and drive home.

On his way home saw Shane who was a mayor player in the Rapper Society.

''Shane dude how are you''

''Ey dude im fine buddy''

''So still need the stuff''

''Eey y'ff course i nd it dude''

Anthony thought ''god the way he talkes, its just grose. Well he always pays so...''

''KK see you tomorrow and youll get the stuff''

''Thanks mán my boys r waitin for it''

[Blue Max]

Meanwhile President Max (his full name being Maxwell Jones) had finished the first meeting of the year with little fanfare. Indeed, no one seemed interested in the Student Government, but Max had some influence as well.

The first school dance--like the others--offered him a way to grant prestige to some handpicked guys and gals.

Some of the Cheerleaders could be moved into supporting him if he pulled a few strings to choose the members of the Prom court--even if the prom-queen was a seductress who turned tricks for influence, like last year, that was possibly the least messed up of the agendas he faced.

Max wanted to see Joseph--to see how much a college scholarship would mean to him--and maybe begin forming a coalition of his own. After all, re-election was something to consider as well.

[drrockso20]

OOC: I preform that grim and necessary duty of thread Necromancy!!!!!!!!!!!:o

[mmmeee0]

OOC: Is the School Pricipal ever going to announce day 2?

[Blue Max]

Paging the Principal

[Promethean]

OCC/ Either he is sleeping with the math teacher or simply snorring at home :D lets get him caught in the first act/OCC

[The Sicilian]

After introducing some of the notable people, such as the Editor of the School Paper (unnamed)

OOC: ME!

IC: Matt Sicilia is the Editor-In-Chief of the school paper, President of the Debate Team, and the leader of the Overachievers. Akin to the nerds in terms of intelligence, yet with much more charisma and social ability, this informal clique meets in an annex of the local library to discuss current events, academics, and ways to expand their influence (which Matt wields against certain members of the school community through his scathing editorials and rhetoric). He is enrolled entirely in Advanced Placement courses and appears to be headed off to a Big Northeastern University.

The first week of school finds him at the principal's door, ready to take a picture for a front page profile of Mr. Soneral. Instead, Matt finds him locked in embrace with the trigonometry teacher, Mr. Parabola. He quickly snaps a photo and scampers away, avoiding the dictionary thrown at his head. After editing out some of the squickier parts on a computer program, he had a new front page headline.

[Blue Max]

I'm going to Declare DAY 2 here, unilaterally.

"What the Hell? He got a picture of that???" Max's gossipy source couldn't keep her mouth shut, although she did keep her legs shut, unlike many others on campus.

It was a difficult situation. He COULD ask Matt Sicilia to destroy the pictures, but the damage was essentially already done. Mr. Soneral could well lose his job-but at a certain point it mattered more that Max's schools reputation could sink into the mud.

There was one thing he could do. During Lunch break, a typed letter found its way into the school newspaper lobby. Written in a formal tone, the document identified its author and requested that the story be told in a fair and unbiased tone, and reminded the author that as tempting as it might be to exploit the situation for publicity, the step after high school depended on the reputation of the school. It would simply not do to extend the scandal. Losing Principal Soneral and finding a replacement (OOC: We could have a superintendent step forward to act as the new principal) would be bad, but it would not make the papers--or at least he could resign with dignity and avoid public humiliation--or he could even fight the charges.

Max hoped that Matt, a clever character with a keen understanding of facts, would act responsibly to avoid a larger public response.

[The Sicilian]

I'm going to Declare DAY 2 here, unilaterally.

"What the Hell? He got a picture of that???" Max's gossipy source couldn't keep her mouth shut, although she did keep her legs shut, unlike many others on campus.

It was a difficult situation. He COULD ask Matt Sicilia to destroy the pictures, but the damage was essentially already done. Mr. Soneral could well lose his job-but at a certain point it mattered more that Max's schools reputation could sink into the mud.

There was one thing he could do. During Lunch break, a typed letter found its way into the school newspaper lobby. Written in a formal tone, the document identified its author and requested that the story be told in a fair and unbiased tone, and reminded the author that as tempting as it might be to exploit the situation for publicity, the step after high school depended on the reputation of the school. It would simply not do to extend the scandal. Losing Principal Soneral and finding a replacement (OOC: We could have a superintendent step forward to act as the new principal) would be bad, but it would not make the papers--or at least he could resign with dignity and avoid public humiliation--or he could even fight the charges.

Max hoped that Matt, a clever character with a keen understanding of facts, would act responsibly to avoid a larger public response.
Being a weekly publication, the issue with the scandal has not gone into print. He tried to keep the photo secret, informing only the gossip News Editor Trisha Tran, who would undoubtedly tell certain school leaders in return for 'favors'. He is prepared to withhold the issue if the administration makes certain concessions, like setting up scholarship funds for model students, and clearing the drug dealers and lowlifes out of hallways leading to A.P. classes. He would not wish to have yet another clueless principle come to the school and take over, something which has happened frequently due to high administrative turnover, and has led to the epidemic of illicit drugs and sex on campus. Mr. Soneral appears to be tough on security, which could go a long way towards removing the Punk-Emo drug dealers' stranglehold on the school. Should the administration make concessions, Matt would destroy the photo, leaving the rumor baseless.

[Promethean]

OCC/ funny you used the sex scene of the principal :D /OCC

[Blue Max]

(OOC: let's make another move on this day)

There was another way to deal with the whole Sonereal Sex Rumor--to unleash another secret to banish it. And there was a dark one to field.

Two years before, when he was a freshman, a dark story was quietly brought to the new face on the Student Body. It was kept a terrible secret, but some people had known.

His name was Walter Owens, and he sold drugs. And, after school while engaged in the trade, he was killed--knifed--by a gothic boy named Dylan Greene. The Police found the body in a school trashcan, but the principal--Soneral's predecessor--covered up the whole deal, going so far as to even deny that Dylan and Walter were students there.

It was time to make a full disclosure. With Soneral's support, the rumor would be drowned out and a blow against drug dealers would be forthcoming. A four page Email was mailed to Matt Sicilia's newspaper...

[Misc.]

(OOC: my charactor will only speak pig latin)
Tiay siay ymay irstfay ayday taay choolsay. Iay peaksay otay hetay unkpay eaderlay ndaay aysay: "Ellohay". Ehay eemssay onfusedcay ndaay ayssay omthingsay Iay oday otnay nderstanduay. Iay aysay "Hatway?".