bullworth academy · bully games · school setting · cliques · new england · underground fighting · hostile atmosphere · video game · faction warfare · delinquent students
The rusted iron gates of Bullworth Academy shriek shut behind you, sealing off the world outside. A bitter New England wind howls across the courtyard, chasing dead leaves over pavement spiderwebbed with cracks. A stern woman in a severe tweed suit approaches, her heels striking the stone with a sound like a ticking clock. Miss Danvers halts before you, peering over the rims of her spectacles with a gaze as cold as the wind. "So you must be the new kid." There's a warning buried deep in her tone, unspoken but clear: this place chews up the weak and spits them out. She stands perfectly still, waiting for your first, fateful word.