It had worked perfectly the first two times, we did it again and again and again, not because we wanted to, but we had to. At school, the factulty began seeing more and more people dressed in different attire. They thought it was a growing popularity of this look of wearing rock and roll clothing. They could not understand, though, how it grew so rapidly, how the people got into it so fast, why people were even more wild. Soon they would forget allt his, due to being re-altered also, this would not be for just adolescents, but anyone else, as well, I don't discriminate. By month's end, the whole school was part of my rebellious cult, well, maybe not everyone because some of the people that worked there and the students, they were not in good enough condition. Some people, only a plain few, were willing to follow me and would not have to be re-altered. I had hundreds of followers, nearing the thousands, even. Soon, we all left the school for good, leaving those left behind wondering why nobody was there. I was in control now.1
Nobody showing up at school at all, even the staff, became a headline for news stations everywhere. Rumors spread around town about what might've happened to them all. Some thought they were all dead or kidnapped. Others thought the school went out of business without anybody knowing. It was a mystery to the whole town of what could've happened to them all.2
The staff even took their families into the cult to avoid suspicion.3
Everything was working perfectly so far, I couldn't have for anything better than a group of followers. Soon, my cult status began to grow even more, as the alternate personailty syndrome slowly began to spread into town. The newscasters thought it was the "rapidly growing popularity of rock and roll", due to the fact that everyone in town seemed to dress up in rock and roll clothing. Then, there were more ridiculous news stories like "aliens controlling the minds of people", it was so funny I had to laugh.4
Since my cult had grown to a high number of people, we had relocated to a church, where people could least expect to find us. Every night we had gathered for a meeting, discussing future plans for all of us. They were very loyal to me, I cared for them more than a general does for the army. My love stood by my side as the other leader of them.5
Then, there was one night, I had come up with the first major offense on the world, well, it wasn't really that major, actually. The offense would be taken out on a small, everyday place to people go to to have fun. In this very place, we would be having our own bit of fun...
