<div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Randy, Caleb, Ghost, Boo</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://www.worldofmodels.org/wp-content/uploads/2013/10/291.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/6d/96/3f/6d963f25bfbeb07160917e01bd7bdf23--male-fashion-fashion-models.jpg)(http://buzznigeria.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/12/image-e1448974582312.jpg)(http://bf-1.com/BF1EFit/wp-content/uploads/2009/03/mexican-fitness-model-raymond-martinez-1.jpg)</div></div></div><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>5:00 PM</strong></span></span></div>Randy smiled a bit wider at Min Jung's name, happy that despite their awkward first impression, she was still interested in giving him her name. He wasn't sure if he could call her name "beautiful", since he had never met a Korean in his life. Being allowed to only call her Min was a relief, since he had a feeling he was going to forget one of the parts of her name if he was tired, or drunk, or in the first month of being her roommate. His hazel eyes softened as he asked the favor of her, knowing that he was already asking too much of her. He didn't know that she had just arrived until she mentioned her bags, and as Min Jung left, Randy sighed and made it his duty to bring her bags in before he tried to warm the sheets back up with Priya. By the time Min Jung came back to the dorm, her bags would be stacked next to the bedroom door, as an apology for what he asked.<br/><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>5:30 PM</strong></span></span></div>Min Jung's HUD drove her down one floor of stairs, since the elevator was currently on the sixth (and final) floor of the dorms and would take longer (5 minutes, 36 seconds), compared to the 2 minutes, 20 seconds that brought her to the 207 party. A taller man with what looked to be Mexican skin looked up from his phone to see Min Jung approaching the door, and a smile formed across his face, one that would trigger Min Jung's ScumScanner if she didn't have it turned off. "Nice... could always use more ladies in here," he said, knocking his knuckles against the door while he placed his phone into his pocket. It seemed that since he couldn't get any information out of her phone, he would have to ask her questions the old-fashioned way. If she needed it, her HUD would translate his words into Korean for her, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to know that college guys were horny, and any girl added to the party was immediately scoped out to see if they could be thrown on their back or knees.<br/><br/>"You don't have anything bad on you, right?" he asked as he pulled his phone out and held it at arm's length. A blue light encircled Min Jung's body, giving her a small x-ray for any weapons or metallic objects. Thankfully, nothing illegal came across his phone and he jabbed his thumb towards the door while his other hand turned the knob. The music vibrated underneath the door, but was surprisingly silent for how loud it was inside. As expected of the technological advancements of this era, all rooms were soundproofed apart from the doors, but even a bomb going off would still have the sound contained, unless it happened to be aimed at the walls. The door swung open to focus that cacophony of music straight on Min Jung, a loud bass drum beating to the pace of bodies dancing underneath a dark purple light. For a room as big as Min Jung's dorm, it was definitely filled to capacity, but was hard to count.<br/><br/>At least thirty students ground against each other, or kissed in a corner, or planted metallic shards against their arms against the furniture, but it would take some major focus for Min Jung to see that. Her glasses within the purple light were practically useless, too dark to see anything of note. Taking them off would give her an easier glance into the room, but three couples dancing close to Min Jung gave her a harder time accessing the drinks and food at the other side of the room, upon a teak table overlooking the campus. It had been a while since she had eaten, but the snacks seemed to be more filling than expensive. As expected of college students, spending more money on the drugs and alcohol to party than the actual food.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>1d20 Pleasure Check for sliding past couples: 4</strong></span></div><br/>Two eyes, pupils barely able to be seen from their hanging head focused on Min Jung as she entered the party, and began to mingle among the students or simply eat and kill time until Priya and Randy were done fucking. The man sat in the left corner of the room, on the end of a couch with his thumb sliding through his phone while another couple made out on the other side. He looked too old to be here, but since he wasn't one of the many people making out or doing drugs, he remained in the background, with no one bothering to ask him what he was doing or if he wanted to dance. The moment that he saw Min Jung, he knew that he had to have her. The black man tilted his phone up, grabbing a picture of Min Jung while she wasn't looking and zooming in to see exactly what he had just chosen to be his. A beautiful girl, with a chest that certainly grabbed his attention. He couldn't see her eye color within the darkness, even with the phone color-correcting the picture automatically. She seemed to have some sort of an ass, but that face is what made him interested. He tapped the knee of the man next to him, and he stopped making out with the girl atop his lap to look to his superior. "What's up, dude?" he asked, a little drool leaking down his chin as the girl atop him ground her hips against his and kissed his neck.<br/><br/>"Her," the menacing man simply said, still staring at Min Jung and forcing the other man to follow his gaze to her. "I pick her."<br/><br/>"Well, can it wait a minute? I was pretty much almost done with her," the other asked as he smiled and met the unknown girl's eyes. He planted another kiss on her lips, but the girl's grip on him slowly loosened as she passed out in his arms. "Wait... what?" He looked around, only to see the first man's index finger pressing something into the girl's arm, what looked to be a metallic shard, the same kind that some of the students were pressing against their arms to get high in the bathroom or kitchen. Underneath the darkness, it was hard to even see what the shard looked like, but by the time the black man's fingers released her arm, the shard had sunk into her skin, untraceable as it released a powerful sleep aid straight into her bloodstream. Even with her healing bots immediately piping up and attacking the shard, she would be out for at least an hour as the bots struggled to clean up after an unknown drug it had never heard of. The now-relieved man placed his old date on the couch, a shiver trailing down his spine as he moved closer to the black man, even though there was no chance anyone would hear them. "What do you want her for, Ghost?"<br/><br/>"Don't call me that here, or you're next." Ghost lifted his eyes from Min Jung to glare at the other man. The inferior man bit his lip and nodded, coming close as Ghost whispered something into his ear. "And get Kyle too."<br/><hr/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>7:00 PM</strong></span></span></div>The party had only just gotten started by the time that the three men stalking Min Jung had discussed their plans and made their move. As Min Jung moved across the room to sit down on a couch near the bedroom door (across from the sleeping woman), she was soon greeted by three men. "Hello there, cutie," Ghost said with a smirk as he sat down on Min Jung's right, the massive, 6'5" man completely towering over the small Korean even as he cut his height by sitting down. The black man wore a red and black leather jacket with NYU's letters stitched across both sleeves, a white shirt underneath, and a pair of blue jeans which seemed to be filled to the brim with his personal things. He had the stubble of a man who shaved frequently, but he looked older than the jacket implied. The jacket's graduating year indicated that he was going to graduate next year, but he looked older, even within the dark, possibly 25? His hair was clean shaven, which allowed his gaze to be even more powerful as he stared into Min Jung's eyes, his hands shifting in his jacket to pull out something nefarious.<br/><br/>But right then, another man sat to Min Jung's left and planted a hand directly over her mouth, while his other grabbed her left wrist and jerked it behind her back, preventing any possible screaming or fighting while Ghost pressed a metallic shard underneath her shirt and right into her bare stomach. The experimental shard pricked her skin with a metallic needle and sutured the wound, immediately releasing nanobots into her system. These newer, more aggressive nanobots attacked all of the bots that were attached to her red blood cells. Like a symbiote, the bots injected themselves into Min Jung's healing nanobots, and brought them into permanent stasis. Aether Inc's internal healing bots were slowly being brought out of commission. The bots that went into stasis continued its pace throughout her body, while more alerted bots went to the intruding shard to try and attack it, before becoming infected and ditching any chance of Min Jung's parents finding out that she was being drugged barely three hours after she had landed in America.<br/><br/>The third man who walked up to Min Jung and stood in front of her as she sat on the couch was familiar; it was the man who x-rayed her outside! The Mexican man smirked as he grabbed her other arm and closed it into a fist, holding it against her cheek to give her a light punch. "Remember me?" he asked, brown eyes barely able to be seen within the purple light as the taller man towered over her, just like Ghost and the one keeping her mouth shut. Almost immediately, he threatened her, his other hand moving down underneath her nose to clench into a fist. The fist looked about as big as her face! "Kick me, and I'll give you a black eye that will never go away..." he growled. The Mexican man was dressed in a simple sports jersey and cargo shorts, giving him the leg up on anyone who wanted to try and run into the party or challenge him to a race on the track field. His legs and calves looked menacing, feet covered with a simple pair of sneakers and white socks. His brown hair was cut short and covered with a gray beanie.<br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Roll 5d20 Pleasure Checks due to 3 large men in tight crowded space, grabbed wrist: 16, 18, 11, 12, 10</strong></span></div><br/>As all of this was happening, the man holding onto her mouth slid a pill between his fingers, relying on her attempted screams or struggling to let the pill slide easily down her throat. As it splashed down into her stomach acid, the pill's outer shell broke down to reveal an android that slowly began to unravel and take shelter within her stomach. She could feel the metallic legs scratching at the bottom of her stomach as it attached itself to the wall, easily bearing the erosion of her stomach acids and beginning to secrete a new, experimental hormone. Min Jung's only saving grace was that the hormone would need to take an hour or so before the effects became clear. Ghost grabbed Min Jung's chin and jerked her face towards him, forcing her to look into his cold, emotionless eyes. "You're my little guinea pig now." He shifted his glance towards the bedroom door, which had just opened.<br/><br/>Two panting college students exited the room, smiling and blushing as they held hands and walked out of the party, now probably intending to spend the rest of the night together. "How convenient," Ghost muttered as he jerked his head towards the door, and the other two men helped pull Min Jung up and into the now empty room. They threw her towards the other side of the room while Ghost closed the door behind him, pulling his jacket off and hanging it on the coat rack near the door. "Now, I don't think you know how this is going to work, little girl," he said, openly mocking her in his deep voice. "No one is going to hear you if you scream, and you aren't getting past all three of us. So we'll make you a deal. Strip naked right now, and we'll go easy on you." Ghost cracked his knuckles, then his eyes widened and he chuckled. "Oh, I forgot to introduce my friends." He placed an arm around the Mexican man who watched over the door. "Hmm... well we can't say your real name. Let's call you... Boo. He seems a little scary, right?"<br/><br/>Boo cracked his own knuckles as he stared down Min Jung like a piece of meat. The light overhead was a similar purple to the living room, so Min Jung would have a hard time maneuvering around the room unless the lights were turned on. "I wonder if she's a virgin, she looks pretty young," he said, prompting a laugh from the third man.<br/><br/>"And this," Ghost said as he wrapped an arm around the other white man's shoulder. "Is Caleb. He looks like a Caleb, doesn't he?"<br/><br/>The man who jammed the pill down her throat passed a glance to the bedroom door, and locked it before he looked back at Min Jung. He wore a white tank top which revealed his toned arms, biceps and triceps that looked like they could flatten Min Jung with one punch. His bottoms were a pair of mesh shorts, most likely indicating that he had worked out before coming to the party. His eyes couldn't be seen underneath the light, but they were a light blue, along with his short blond hair. Caleb smirked as he bridged the gap between Min Jung and himself, prompting the other two men to do the same. They surrounded her, Ghost on her right and Boo on her left while Caleb stood straight in front of her. A weak metallic sound echoed from Ghost as he shifted his hands within his pockets.<br/><br/>"Come on, little girl, I'll give you one shot," Caleb said as he smacked his cheek lightly and revealed it to Min Jung, right within range of her to give him a perfect punch. But right as she did that, Caleb retaliated as if her punch did nothing to him. He socked her straight in the temple, all of his force behind his punch and sending her head to the left, straight into Boo. He crashed his knee into Min Jung's chest, threatening to crack a rib or her sternum while he pushed Min Jung over to Ghost, who threw a swift punch into her cheek, the punch amplified with a pair of brass knuckles fitted to his hand. The men stood back, letting Min Jung fall either onto her stomach or back. Either way, they all looked down at her and Ghost laughed, and gave her a light kick in the stomach as if daring her to get back up.<br/><br/>"Aww, that didn't last long. Good thing I didn't choose you for your stamina," Ghost said as he kicked Min Jung onto her back. The three men looked like giants above the Korean, certainly picking on someone that was never going to be able to fight for herself. "Well now that we have that out of our systems, strip, little girl," Ghost replied, as he undid the belt holding his pants up and threw it across the room. Caleb and Boo didn't need to since they were wearing shorts. "Get on your knees... I have something I'd like to show you."<br/><hr/><strong>Boo's HP: 3/3<br/>Ghost's HP: 3/3<br/>Caleb's HP: 3/3<br/><br/>Boo rolled a 1d20 Flow Roll and the result was: 19 (x2 due to Group Plans) = 38 (Critical Hit)<br/>Ghost rolled a 1d25 Flow Roll and the result was: 24 (Critical Hit)<br/>Caleb rolled a 1d20 Flow Roll and the result was: 11 (x2 due to Group Plans) = 22 (Critical Hit)<br/><br/>Min Jung's HP: -3/3</strong><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Fight Over. Min Jung is defeated.</span></strong><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Current Location:</strong></span>Room 207, Bedroom<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Quest Accepted:</strong></span>Spend 5:30PM to 12:00 AM outside, by any means necessary.<br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>Current Inventory:</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>100 Aether</strong></span><br/><strong>Armor:</strong>School Uniform (+0 Flow)<br/><strong>Weapon:</strong>Unarmed (+0 Flow)<br/><strong>Personal Item:</strong>Empty