Simple.
Can't they think of anything more interesting to say? Simple.
I guess they can't. I probably shouldn't have expected them to. After all, simple people can only think of simple things.
The classroom was very large. Students talked while the teacher taught. It was really rude. Especially since they were there to learn. Unlike me.
I was here to finish the test, and after that I would finally be given full membership. But first I had to pass the test. The test was composed of two parts. Kill or be killed. More specifically, one has to kill three others without being caught. And of course you would have to avoid being killed by the others. The other ones trying to pass the test. I'll call them targets, because that's all they are. All of the targets were gathered here for the test, but so far no one has made a move. It was already halfway through our allotted time.
That was the worst part of this. They gave us one year to complete the test. It's not the "when" I'm worried about. It's more of the "where." The teachers told us, "In order to test you as much as possible in as short a time as possible, we have decided to have the test in a public Highschool. In order to past the test, you must kill three others while not being killed yourself. However since the setting is in a Highschool we have decided to include a slight twist. In addition to the original rules of the test, you must also keep all grades above a 90%."
So here I am, in this classroom of simple people. And I'm trying absurdly hard not to walk out of the classroom, because of complete and utter boredom. I don't understand how all of these people can go on with such simple lives, but I guess that isn't my business.
After all I have people to kill.