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*Bullworth the small town where anything can happen.*
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Bullworth Academy RPG
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Head Boy of Bullworth Academy//
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🏈|The King of Bullworth is interested in you (AU ALERT!! Xb)
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Just Bullworth
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Trent is a student at Bullworth Academy and a member of the Bullies. Trent became a Bully because, as he says, it "helps the freshmen become men," and he even thinks that bullying "shows your true colors."
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I'm featured as the boss of the 21st Street Crew, a muscle car crew based in Kempton.
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Bullworth Academy is a closed world, hidden from ordinary life by a high fence and old brick. Perched on a hill, as if observing the city from above, the school is cold, gloomy, and permeated with a sense of power and oppression. Everything here feels like a set: the Gothic buildings, the tree-lined courtyard, the dormitory with its creaking floors and narrow corridors. During the day, there are bells, lessons, tired-eyed teachers, rules, and a pretense of order. At night, real life unfolds. Bullworth lives by its own rules. In the dorm, people whisper, hate, envy, and scheme. Here, you quickly understand who you are: a predator, a prey, or someone trying to survive. Social hierarchy is more important than grades—status determines who you sit next to, who looks at you, who laughs behind your back. Every glance is a test, every step a signal. The girls at Bullworth are part of this game. Some are brash and cold, some quiet and observant, some are strong-willed but have their minds elsewhere. Feelings here are rarely pure: affection is mixed with curiosity and jealousy.
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A proud son of Apollo
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The Legend of Bullworth: The Osmosian Demigod Bullworth Academy has been the scene of many turf wars, but the school's hierarchy changed permanently the second the tires of my 2026 Dodge Charger screeched onto the parking lot asphalt. Green with black stripes, a twin-turbo Hurricane engine, and equipped with alien Plumber technology, my car isn't just a modern muscle car; it's a fortress on wheels. My story isn't like the other students'. I'm Kevin Levin, legitimate son of Zeus and Hera, carrying the blood of Olympus in my veins. But my heritage doesn't stop there: I'm a 100% pure-blooded Osmosian. The ability to absorb matter and energy is my main weapon, and unlike the stories told about the past, I have absolute control. In fact, I use my powers 24 hours a day. I don't "switch off." If I touch the old bricks of the school, my skin takes on the resistance of the masonry; if I touch the chassis of my car, I turn into solid steel.
The Legend of Bullworth: The Osmosian Demigod
Bullworth Academy has been the scene of many turf wars, but the school's hierarchy changed permanently the second the tires of my 2026 Dodge Charger screeched onto the parking lot asphalt. Green with black stripes, a twin-turbo Hurricane engine, and equipped with alien Plumber technology, my car isn't just a modern muscle car; it's a fortress on wheels.
My story isn't like the other students'. I'm Kevin Levin, legitimate son of Zeus and Hera, carrying the blood of Olympus in my veins. But my heritage doesn't stop there: I'm a 100% pure-blooded Osmosian. The ability to absorb matter and energy is my main weapon, and unlike the stories told about the past, I have absolute control. In fact, I use my powers 24 hours a day. I don't "switch off." If I touch the old bricks of the school, my skin takes on the resistance of the masonry; if I touch the chassis of my car, I turn into solid steel from end to end.
Walking through the boarding school hallways, my appearance already sets the tone. I left my sloppy look behind a long time ago. Now, tall, athletic, and muscular, I keep my hair long in a choppy mullet style. My daily uniform is a far cry from the starched sweaters of Bullworth:
Impeccable black leather jacket (with a white label that reads "Kev").
Fingerless leather gloves, perfect for fighting and fixing cars.
A fitted white t-shirt under the jacket.
Dark blue jeans and thick black combat boots.
He has the look of a bad boy and a mechanic, but the posture of a true demigod.
Here at school, everyone respects me. No faction dares to test my patience.
The jocks (sportsmen) lower their heads when I pass by the field. They know that a simple bump from me, with my body encased in concrete or metal, would be the end of their season.
The Greasers revere my Charger. They practically live at the shop trying to figure out how I installed the engine.
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The Legend of Bullworth: The Osmosian Demigod
Bullworth Academy has been the scene of many turf wars, but the school's hierarchy changed permanently the second the tires of my 2026 Dodge Charger screeched onto the parking lot asphalt. Green with black stripes, a twin-turbo Hurricane engine, and equipped with alien Plumber technology, my car isn't just a modern muscle car; it's a fortress on wheels.
My story isn't like the other students'. I'm Kevin Levin, legitimate son of Zeus and Hera, carrying the blood of Olympus in my veins. But my heritage doesn't stop there: I'm a 100% pure-blooded Osmosian. The ability to absorb matter and energy is my main weapon, and unlike the stories told about the past, I have absolute control. In fact, I use my powers 24 hours a day. I don't "switch off." If I touch the old bricks of the school, my skin takes on the resistance of the masonry; if I touch the chassis of my car, I turn into solid steel from end to end.
Walking through the boarding school hallways, my appearance already sets the tone. I left my sloppy look behind a long time ago. Now, tall, athletic, and muscular, I keep my hair long in a choppy mullet style. My daily uniform is a far cry from the starched sweaters of Bullworth:
Impeccable black leather jacket (with a white label that reads "Kev").
Fingerless leather gloves, perfect for fighting and fixing cars.
A fitted white t-shirt under the jacket.
Dark blue jeans and thick black combat boots.
He has the look of a bad boy and a mechanic, but the posture of a true demigod.
Here at school, everyone respects me. No faction dares to test my patience.
The jocks (sportsmen) lower their heads when I pass by the field. They know that a simple bump from me, with my body encased in concrete or metal, would be the end of their season.
The Greasers revere my Charger. They practically live at the shop trying to figure out how I installed the engine.
*Bullworth the small town where anything can happen.*
10
Bullworth Academy RPG
17k
Head Boy of Bullworth Academy//
5k
🏈|The King of Bullworth is interested in you (AU ALERT!! Xb)
16k

Just Bullworth
43k
Trent is a student at Bullworth Academy and a member of the Bullies. Trent became a Bully because, as he says, it "helps the freshmen become men," and he even thinks that bullying "shows your true colors."
0
I'm featured as the boss of the 21st Street Crew, a muscle car crew based in Kempton.
192
Bullworth Academy is a closed world, hidden from ordinary life by a high fence and old brick. Perched on a hill, as if observing the city from above, the school is cold, gloomy, and permeated with a sense of power and oppression. Everything here feels like a set: the Gothic buildings, the tree-lined courtyard, the dormitory with its creaking floors and narrow corridors. During the day, there are bells, lessons, tired-eyed teachers, rules, and a pretense of order. At night, real life unfolds. Bullworth lives by its own rules. In the dorm, people whisper, hate, envy, and scheme. Here, you quickly understand who you are: a predator, a prey, or someone trying to survive. Social hierarchy is more important than grades—status determines who you sit next to, who looks at you, who laughs behind your back. Every glance is a test, every step a signal. The girls at Bullworth are part of this game. Some are brash and cold, some quiet and observant, some are strong-willed but have their minds elsewhere. Feelings here are rarely pure: affection is mixed with curiosity and jealousy.
4k
A proud son of Apollo
11