"...Know that one day, we will all have to die...."
-THE KILLING CLUB-
There were no windows at all, which was odd in itself since the academy's sprawling campus was such a beautiful sight. Outside the cold, barren walls, if one were to peel them back, they would discover a lovely scene of cherry blossom petals fluttering in the breeze like tiny pink butterflies amidst a decadent bouquet of such colorful and fragrant flowers dotting the sprawling, verdant grass meadows, all beneath a clear blue sky. While it was a cool seventy five degrees outside on this beautiful spring afternoon, the halls were as cold as a morgue…and just as dead, save for the two men who stood at the door locked with a seven figure security code, both dressed in all black suits with red ties, wielding in their gloved hands two Heckler & Koch 9mm submachine guns. At the other end of the corridor, there stood two elevator doors that soon opened with a light hiss of air, followed by the sound of footsteps across the plush red carpet.
The man who had just left the elevator, dressed in a similar black suit but with a small pin of the academy's seal buttoned on his coat, walked briskly with an authoritative fervor. He was a tall man, slightly muscular, feathery gray hair atop his head that seemed to sway with each step he took. His eyes, they were cold and black, obsidian like the deepest pit of Hell, but that was not the most striking feature of him. He wore a mask, similar to that of a ninja, obscuring the bottom half of his face....riddled with scars.
He gave a curt nod to the guards, which they replied back with, one of them turning towards the keypad on the door and pressing in the cryptic set of numbers. Within seconds, there was a beep, a click, and then the swish of the door sliding open, revealing to a slightly cozier room than the frigid corridor.
A pink haired woman around her mid to late thirties sat at a lavish pinewood desk, leaning back in her comfy office chair and giving a stifled yawn with a prolonged stretch. Her eyes, tempting shades of emerald, soon trailed to the tall man standing before her, stoic as a statue. "My lady...they have arrived." He spoke with a voice hoarse and raspy.
The woman smiled, or rather, she smirked, a decadent, pleasing grin crossing her ruby red lips.
~"Mhmm... Then let our little game begin."~
Welcome to Seiko Academy
Built around the early to late 1950s, this institution has been educating young men and women for centuries, molding them into model citizens and preparing them for a bright future upon graduation. Perfectly situated just a train ride away from the bustling city of Tokyo, Seiko Academy has the distinction of being a place where you can experience the beautiful countryside while also living in a comfortable, urban environment.
But...all is not as it seems at this illustrious school, for there are students who stand out among the common rabble, youths, who for years, have been trained in the deadly arts. They are the students of the notorious Class Noir. They...are assassins.
So what will happen when one ordinary student is enrolled into their class?
Welcome to the Killing Club. Before we begin, you know the drill.
RULES
No Fighting in the War Room- No fighting in the OOC, no flame wars, no bitching, etc. Don't be a troll or I'll kick you out from under your bridge....and the RP as well. Civil arguments and discussions are welcomed, but if it gets out of hand, I will break it up.
Kinda Cramped in Here- We will only be accepting 15 people. Sorry, but that's the rules.
Viewer Discretion is Advised- Since this is an assassin RP, expect tons of mature content, however keep the adult stuff to at least a PG-13 level. Gore, drug usage and cussing like a sailor is cool with me, but as for sex, take it to the PMs if it gets past the necking phase. Also be considerately realistic. You're not going to rip out some dude's entrails with your bare hands....though that would be cool. <.<
AWOL- Actually, if you have to be gone for a long amount of time, like more than a day or two, please let me know in advance. I understand life can be hectic for some and throw alot of curveballs time to time, and some of us have to deal with school, work, avoiding the landlord, washing the gimp, etc, so I will gladly stall the rp. However, if you do not tell me, I will have to instate the three strike law, meaning if you don't respond in three days, your character will be insta-killed....and yes I'm a huge hyprocrite of this, so feel free to slap me!
Intelligence- If you have any questions about the RP or you want to suggest something, feel free to ask either here or in the PMs. I'll do my best to answer it, and if I think your idea is a perfect addition the RP, you'll get the green light.
-And the most important rule of all.......Wear a condom....eh I mean....HAVE FUN!!!!!.....but seriously use some protection >.>;
Anywho, with the rules out of the way, let's get to it!
CHARACTER SHEET
Oh and before I forget, here's the school:
Yeah yeah, sorry for all that stuff, but I wanna make sure you guys are informed before we begin. So with that, enough faffing about.
