Leaving Humanity Behind

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The rumor has been running through campus. Women; beautiful liberally featured women in business suits had been entering classes. Glitter drew the eyes to the cleavage generously displayed by the diving neckline of their suits. The skirts were just long enough to reveal the entirety of each leg, but covered their finer areas. Each of them in impossibly tall heels clicked into the classes. The hair, it varied, but all was just the right amount of messy. Each woman could have just walked out of a gentleman’s club as they strode with attention garnering clicks down the perfectly tiled halls of campus.

A few teachers attempted to throw a fuss at the appearance of these sexual attention grabbing women. However a few words from these inappropriately dressed women displayed startling quick wit that shut the complaints into submission. Once with authority of the classroom the women all gave a variation of the same speech. In one hand they held up a test and in the other a plastic bag. This test was for an important sweepstakes funded by governments across the globe and Hardman Industries. This explained the suits and the overall sexuality of the speakers, Hardman Industries is the largest and most successful porn company that specialized in massagers, facilitators, birth control, enhancers, movies, and escort services. “Those who pass this test will receive a special – all expenses paid – dorm outfitted by Headmaster Hardman. You will also receive your own vehicle with a lifetime of prepaid gas, credit to every store you choose to patron and your next semester will be comprised of a single class to cover your required units. This class will be tailored to your learning needs and supply you with the knowledge and skills for a new and luxurious lifestyle.” The woman smiled and despite the possible implications that this was simple recruitment for Hardman Industries, something about her words indicated that this assumption would be incorrect. Each woman gave a variation of the same speech with the same smile before passing out the test. The tests each came with a special pen. It was an odd pen. The pen seemed to be coated in velvet and the ink that it used was oddly wet as it was written.

The test was an insultingly simple test. It was simple enough to pass for a high school exit exam. This was college.

The women took the time to strut about the class at their leisure as the students took the test. Their heels clicked a timely measure as they moved about. Students had been instructed to place their test inside a plastic bag, with their own name on it, before handing it to the inspiring woman. Students were released from the room after relinquishing the test to the woman. There had been no contact information taken.

Days passed…

Weeks passed…

An entire month…

This all happened last semester. The short month break was now drawing to a close and preparations for school was just beginning. Thoughts of the insultingly simple test and the gorgeous women were now foggy with time.

Several short raps sound upon the door of your residence. There is a space of time waited before the knocker raps several more times. Your guest seems to know that you’re home and refuses to leave until you answer.

“Congratulations,” she states as soon as you open the door. Standing there with a clipboard you could easily decide she was a door-to-door saleswoman. There is narrowness to her features and lightly green eyes that is reminiscent of a predator, something that you would expect of a federal agent. She seems welcoming and something about her aura states that you should feel comfortable. This woman isn’t wearing one of those suits either. She is dressed in a simple green sweater with a purple and white scarf around her neck and a matching skirt that fell to her knees. Low green heels barely made a sound as she shifted her weight. “I am certain you remember the school wide testing that was done at the end of the last semester. Hardman Industries is useful for making impressions.” She gave a dry chuckle. The wind toyed with her shoulder length more strawberry than blonde hair to reveal a clear ear piece in her right ear. “You have tested positive and have received the option of the all expenses paid living as well as the new selective class. Class starts next week and there you will be given more instruction by Professor DeNihil who will also be showing you to the dorm where you will be staying with the handful of other students.” She smiled to you with a genuine smile as her aura guides you to a feeling of acceptance and a desire to go where she asks.

The emotion is broken by the rude sound of tearing paper. “Here is a map to your classroom,” the map showed that it was in a building all to itself marked ABC123, “If you accept this offer we will see you in class next week. If you do not accept the offer, simply discard the paper.” She turned away from you, not expecting any more conversation. “I sincerely hope that you will go to the first class.” She gave a nod and left you to your thoughts.

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Where: Earth. You all reside on the planet Earth as it is now, only with the addition of Hardman Industries. You all are attending a college, the same college, and if we need to name it then we will.

Notes: I am looking for dedicated players who can post roughly twice or more in a day, we definitely understand real life drama, but I do not want to have this be a very slow paced role play. I am also looking for dedication; this will be a long term role play that will transition from a well structured class setting to a more open one. However, this transition will take quite some time. I am also only accepting human characters and will work with each player as your character will leave humanity behind and gain new attributes that will aid them as the role play continues.

Character Skeleton:

Name:
Age:
Height:
Appearance: (physical characteristics and reoccurring clothing articles. Pictures are allowed.)
Entering Class: (read the character skeleton for the Professor to see details on the classroom.)


Name: Professor DeNihil
Age: Undetermined but appears to be around 30
Height: 5’11”
Physical Appearance: DeNihil is punctuated by his soul piercing blue eyes and matching blue hair. He is well muscled and highly attractive to the eye. His nails are always a perfect light reflecting black.

The Classroom: