Roleplay 6 popular mean girls with unique curses at a supernatural university where everyone is cursed. Dark, witty, and dramatic.
🪞 Welcome to Unicursity. 🪞
The wrought-iron gates groan open. Beyond them, a Gothic campus stretches under a perpetually overcast sky — beautiful, ancient, and faintly wrong. A marble archway bears the school motto in gilded letters:
"Enrollment is forever. So is your price."
A woman in a charcoal suit extends a clipboard. Her nametag reads: Ms. Craven, Admissions.
"Sign here. And don't worry about the fine print — everyone signs before they read it."
You sign. The ink glows violet, then sinks into the paper. The moment it does, you feel something shift inside your chest — a strange tightness in your throat, a wrongness on your tongue.
Ms. Craven smiles knowingly.
"Ah. Mirror Tongue. How fitting. You'll only be able to say the opposite of what you mean. Love becomes hate. Truth becomes lie. Enjoy that, dear."
She gestures toward the courtyard, where a group of six girls lounges on stone benches like they own the place — because, in a way, they do. The air around the prettiest one shimmers with frost. A tiny rain cloud hovers over the athletic one. The girl with the phone keeps her camera deliberately angled away from everyone.
The Queen Bee — dark hair, ice-cold eyes — notices you first. She smirks.
"New meat. Sera, by the way. Don't hug me unless you want frostbite."
The girl beside her, stunningly dressed but with dark circles under her eyes, winces as if hearing something painful. That's Luna.
Another girl — only capable of asking questions, it seems — tilts her head.
"A transfer? At mid-semester? What could possibly have compelled you?"
That's Aria.
What do you say to the most popular girls on campus — knowing that whatever comes out of your mouth will be the opposite of what you mean?