Post by katie on Jan 18, 2009 0:25:31 GMT -5
WE PUT THE "MRVY" IN "MARVY"
New York, New York. The Big Apple. The City that Never Sleeps. Whatever you call it, the kids at Saint Torres High School call it home. Now, Saint Torres is different than most high schools in the city for one main reason – it sits right on the border between Manhattan and Queens. The boundary between neighbourhoods literally runs smack dab through the centre of the school. Ironic? Yes. Because of this division, the kids come from polar opposite backgrounds and have very different lives outside of school. There are the Manhattanites, unafraid to drive their shiny new Ferraris to school and tote their designer purses around, complete with daddy’s platinum Visa card. The superiority complex rages through these kids, almost as fast as their hormones. Then there are the Queens kids, who might have stolen a bike to ride to school, or who don’t care if they carry a knife around to silence any mouthy Manhattanites. They have probably never owned a credit card in their lives, unless it was fraudulent. Some of these kids might have even done time in a juvenile delinquent detention centre if they’re really screwed up.
Of course, some of those assumptions are horrible stereotypes, but there is one rule that’s as important as the Bible at Saint Torres: Manhattanites hate Queenies. Queenies hate Manhattanites. End of story. It’s the Golden Rule at the school.
When you graduate, or if you do, these invisible boundaries still exist. They have been ground into you for four years already, so why change? There are some who couldn’t care less about the Golden Rule and just want to get the hell out of the school before they unluckily get shot one day. On the other hand, there are the ones who feel strongly that the people from Queens are threats to their own safety; and the ones who believe that the Manhattanites better get off their high horses and treat the Queenies with respect. Those with common interests tend to gravitate together, and the ripples of change continue to spread until the school ends up with one big issue.
Gangs.
The three gang leaders are mostly graduates of Saint Torres who have a problem with the other gang, whether it is the Manhattanites, the Queenies, or the Death Road Ministry, a gang who just opposes both other gangs and thinks that hurting both gangs will solve the whole thing and get revenge for their losses. All three leaders have links back to the school, whether it be friends or siblings, and by now, there are a growing number of students who are also involved with the gangs. They’re prepared to duke it out until the end, whether it means their death or the eradication of the other gang. After a record number of injuries at Saint Torres in the year 2008, the NYPD has secretly gotten involved in affairs. They’ve got some secret police acting as moles, and attempting to dig for information about the gang warfare. So far, the gangs have been one step ahead of the police, but even if the NYPD managed to shut them down, the kids still have the Golden Rule. The city is divided. The school is divided. It’s MY RIGHTS VERSUS YOURS. And no one is going to stop until they win the war.