THIS MEANS WAR (ONGOING)

THIS MEANS WAR (ONGOING)

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Burvington Preparatory Academy of Excellence. Home of the Burlie Boys - the richest, the strongest, and some of the most brilliant minds in all of Great Britain. Four of the most powerful boys (and then some) walk these halls. They do, say, and become whoever they want, without fear of real consequences. Their lives overflow with wealth, splendour, and decadence. That is, until... Geraldine Grey Preparatory Academy of Virtue. Home of the Girlie Girls - New York's richest, wildest, and most elite young ladies of luxury. Seven girls, chosen at random, sent to Burvington for a year abroad. The Burlies and Girlies meet and- Pandemonium utterly erupts Academic anarchy takes flight. Both squads find themselves at the mercy of each other. A war for the ages. That was the plan until- Chilling Oddities start to occur, the air is ominous and secretive. Legends of lore and bloodshed sing melodies and hymns in the night. The moon whispers, mourning for what's yet to come The crunching of branches and leaves, underfoot - They are not alone. Ever. A sleeping Epiphany has awoken from the imperceivable depths of forgotten time Something foul- and dare I say fantastical - is afoot. Only problem is: some of the Burlies and Girlies would rather die than work together, That might just come true. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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