SerenityValley
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Joseph Collins stood on the porch of a massive, run down Victorian house, across the street from the North Amberton Community paint in a variety of colors, some boarded up windows and a lawn that had been mowed three weeks before by a drunken frat sister who had not given a shit.
The house was the home of Zeta Zeta Gamma, a Greek society which accepted either gender and did not reject anyone for any reason. It had been formed twenty years before by Zed Middleton, a biology student who was rejected from every fraternity on campus for being a pasty face dweeb who weighed one hundred and one pounds. Since that time, it had been come a haven for the unwanted students of Amberton
He was a tall, reasonably handsome senior, with a bit of a beard, brown hair he had not brushed in a week, blue eyes and a bored expression. He was also the president of Zeta Zeta Gamma and a sixth year Sociology major. He had changed his major a total of six times, had accumulated student loans of more than $100,000 and had a grade point average of 1.95, which barely kept him from being booted out of the college.
It wasn't that Joseph wasn't smart. He was. It was just that he did not give a fuck. The whole country was going to become a subdivision of China anyway and he figured that it did not matter what he did. Sure, he could study and grow rich and powerful by cheating his fellow citizens out of their money using illicit schemes, but why bother?
When he turned twenty five, he was going to inherit half a million dollars from his departed Grandma, if he had a full time job or was enrolled in a college or university full time at that time. When he had that money, he planned to move to Brazil, marry an eighteen year girl with huge breasts and live like a King. For now though, he had to stick it out in school for one more year, and keep his grade up just enough not to get kicked out. He could not risk getting a job and then losing it, when his birthday came. The will was strict. Sticking it out at the college was the answer.
Today he wore a ratty pair of cut of jeans and a yellow Sponge Bob t-shirt. There was a Hooters hat on his head, a bottle of Samuel Adams in his hand (refilled with Rolling Rock beer because he was out of money again) and a pair of pink flip-flops on his hairy feet.
Beside him stood a stocky Junior with thick glasses, a buzz cut and tartan vest, over a button up white shirt. He was singing If I Were a Rich Man over and over again, as he looked over the names on a clip board. His name was Dougie Campbell and he was a voice major with a minor in theater. He was planning on trying out for the role of Tevia in a few weeks, when the drama department held auditions. There was a five day growth of scraggly beard on his face in preparation.
"All day long I'd bitty bitty bum, if I were a wealthy man! I wouldn't have to work hard..." The freshmen pledges approaching the porch were all staring at him, but kept coming. After all, if they were here, that meant that all of the other houses had rejected them. Joseph gave him a long suffering look, just as he said "Would it really spoil some vast eternal plan? If I were a wealthy man..."
Joseph sighed as said "Oy gevalt,I'm so verklempt I could plotz! Can we give it a rest now, or are you going to sing to me again about being the little girl you once carried?"
Dougie stopped singing and stuck his tongue out. :"Bite me Joey! Your just jealous! The girls go wild for guys who star in musicals!"
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Deep in the bowels of the Carson Butcher Administration Building, a small, cramped office was occupied by a stern woman dressed in a dark suit which covered from below her knees to the stop of her neck. Her auburn hair was twisted on her head in a complicated knot. Two No. 2 pencils held the whole thing together, but one had the impression that removing the pencils would do nothing to bring her hair cascading down. This woman had never had a sensual hair moment.
Her pale lips were pressed together and thinned out as she read the safety inspector's report for Zeta Zeta Gamma's fraternity house and looked over photos of incoming freshman who her spies had already spotted talking with members or entering the house itself. She was slowly grinding a pencil tip into her steel desk as she look over the information.
A thin girl appeared in her door, who looked barely eighteen, but was really twenty one and in her last year. She had short bobbed, black hair, a pointed chin, a thin boy-like body and horn-rimmed spectacles. Her baby blue capri pants were perfectly pressed and a pink button up sweater completed her look.
"Agent Amber reporting, Ms. Cooper!" The woman nodded and motioned for her to sit, but did not speak. The girl sat quietly waiting.
Finally the woman at the desk spoke. "Agent Amber, I have a special undercover mission for you. I want you pledge Zeta Zeta Gamma."
The girl's blue eyes grew large and her already pale face lost all color.
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OOC: I did not get any responses in SRP, so I thought I would try it here. You can be a D&D GM, a model rocket enthusiast, be a musical theater nerd, or any other thing that would make you undesirable by Greek fraternities.
This is a Broad Raunchy comedy in the styles of Revenge of the Nerds and Animal House.
The house was the home of Zeta Zeta Gamma, a Greek society which accepted either gender and did not reject anyone for any reason. It had been formed twenty years before by Zed Middleton, a biology student who was rejected from every fraternity on campus for being a pasty face dweeb who weighed one hundred and one pounds. Since that time, it had been come a haven for the unwanted students of Amberton
He was a tall, reasonably handsome senior, with a bit of a beard, brown hair he had not brushed in a week, blue eyes and a bored expression. He was also the president of Zeta Zeta Gamma and a sixth year Sociology major. He had changed his major a total of six times, had accumulated student loans of more than $100,000 and had a grade point average of 1.95, which barely kept him from being booted out of the college.
It wasn't that Joseph wasn't smart. He was. It was just that he did not give a fuck. The whole country was going to become a subdivision of China anyway and he figured that it did not matter what he did. Sure, he could study and grow rich and powerful by cheating his fellow citizens out of their money using illicit schemes, but why bother?
When he turned twenty five, he was going to inherit half a million dollars from his departed Grandma, if he had a full time job or was enrolled in a college or university full time at that time. When he had that money, he planned to move to Brazil, marry an eighteen year girl with huge breasts and live like a King. For now though, he had to stick it out in school for one more year, and keep his grade up just enough not to get kicked out. He could not risk getting a job and then losing it, when his birthday came. The will was strict. Sticking it out at the college was the answer.
Today he wore a ratty pair of cut of jeans and a yellow Sponge Bob t-shirt. There was a Hooters hat on his head, a bottle of Samuel Adams in his hand (refilled with Rolling Rock beer because he was out of money again) and a pair of pink flip-flops on his hairy feet.
Beside him stood a stocky Junior with thick glasses, a buzz cut and tartan vest, over a button up white shirt. He was singing If I Were a Rich Man over and over again, as he looked over the names on a clip board. His name was Dougie Campbell and he was a voice major with a minor in theater. He was planning on trying out for the role of Tevia in a few weeks, when the drama department held auditions. There was a five day growth of scraggly beard on his face in preparation.
"All day long I'd bitty bitty bum, if I were a wealthy man! I wouldn't have to work hard..." The freshmen pledges approaching the porch were all staring at him, but kept coming. After all, if they were here, that meant that all of the other houses had rejected them. Joseph gave him a long suffering look, just as he said "Would it really spoil some vast eternal plan? If I were a wealthy man..."
Joseph sighed as said "Oy gevalt,I'm so verklempt I could plotz! Can we give it a rest now, or are you going to sing to me again about being the little girl you once carried?"
Dougie stopped singing and stuck his tongue out. :"Bite me Joey! Your just jealous! The girls go wild for guys who star in musicals!"
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Deep in the bowels of the Carson Butcher Administration Building, a small, cramped office was occupied by a stern woman dressed in a dark suit which covered from below her knees to the stop of her neck. Her auburn hair was twisted on her head in a complicated knot. Two No. 2 pencils held the whole thing together, but one had the impression that removing the pencils would do nothing to bring her hair cascading down. This woman had never had a sensual hair moment.
Her pale lips were pressed together and thinned out as she read the safety inspector's report for Zeta Zeta Gamma's fraternity house and looked over photos of incoming freshman who her spies had already spotted talking with members or entering the house itself. She was slowly grinding a pencil tip into her steel desk as she look over the information.
A thin girl appeared in her door, who looked barely eighteen, but was really twenty one and in her last year. She had short bobbed, black hair, a pointed chin, a thin boy-like body and horn-rimmed spectacles. Her baby blue capri pants were perfectly pressed and a pink button up sweater completed her look.
"Agent Amber reporting, Ms. Cooper!" The woman nodded and motioned for her to sit, but did not speak. The girl sat quietly waiting.
Finally the woman at the desk spoke. "Agent Amber, I have a special undercover mission for you. I want you pledge Zeta Zeta Gamma."
The girl's blue eyes grew large and her already pale face lost all color.
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OOC: I did not get any responses in SRP, so I thought I would try it here. You can be a D&D GM, a model rocket enthusiast, be a musical theater nerd, or any other thing that would make you undesirable by Greek fraternities.
This is a Broad Raunchy comedy in the styles of Revenge of the Nerds and Animal House.
