It’s a tale of revenge and terror. The story of two kids who were kicked and beaten down by society until one morning they woke up, went bowling and decided to take a few extra toys to class… WHOOPS, my mistake, that’s Columbine. Hmm I wonder how I could possibly have mistaken Bully for Columbine? I mean, the two are nothing alike.
Bully is the tale of Jimmy Hopkins, your average latchkey kid with a troubled past. Having been expelled from every school he’s ever attended, Bullworth Academy is Jimmy’s last hope. To make matters worse, his rather unconcerned parents have just left for their fifth, year-long, honeymoon - leaving troubled Jimmy as a burden on the school and not on their own decadent lives.
Like The Warriors and GTA before it, Bully continues the Rockstar tradition of incredibly rich sandbox game play. Bullworth Academy is an enormous campus, complete with its own gym, dorm rooms, auto shop, cafeteria and more, but it pales in comparison to the size of the Town of Bullworth.
With countless shops and districts to explore and 100 NPCs, Bullworth is easily one of the most detailed environments Rockstar has ever produced. There’s even a full-blown carnival, complete with games, prizes, as well as a rollercoaster.
Shortly after Jimmy is abandoned at Bullworth he runs into a crafty kid named Gary who has ambitions of global (or at least scholastic) domination. At first, Gary may seem like your friend, but soon you’ll learn just how quickly he will sell you up.
From here on out Gary serves as one of your key enemies, often inciting others characters against you by telling them you said things about their parents and barnyard animals.
Just like real high schools all across the land, the students have divided themselves into different cliques. Just like the rival gangs in The Warriors, every group has their own unique traits and territory.
The Geeks wear green and glasses and hang out in the geekiest of hangouts, the Library. Greaser’s on the other hand prefer something a little more retro and hang out in the auto shop working on cars, wearing leather and combing their hair. Preps hang out in their own private Gym and wear expensive vests with a strong preference for blue.
Finally we have the Jocks, the oldest stereotype in scholastic history. Jocks like to hang out at the school Gym and often don’t have much in the brain department. One jock can’t even pronounce the word ‘President’.