Engineering majors, of course, are sought out immediately but disdain the others. Business majors promise the art majors free beer and no work while convincing the poli sci guys they are in charge.

During a late-night bro-tastic negotiation between the business team and the physical therapy/athletics majors extend the confederacy and begin training.

Meanwhile the civil engineers have built bunkers, the mechanical engineers are perfecting weapons, and the chemical engineers are mass producing raw materials and chemical weapons. In order to preserve order a strict hierarchy based on knowledge is created.

The nursing students are split by personal politics. It's not that they LIKE the other sides, but that they hate each other. Of course, not you, but SHE is a bitch and talks above her station.

The liberal arts majors put on a variety of costumes including blue hats (UN peacekeepers), black turtlenecks (beatnic-peacenics), and bandwagon "support". Ultimately they find themselves unwilling to join the business confederacy and unable to join the engineering hierarchy.

The shot hear round the world occurs when a theater student attempts to mock a hospitality student and becomes the victim of 486 staple wounds from a fully automatic staple assault rifle.

Ultimately the conflict ends in late April as Group Leader Timothy Jackson (BS ChE) over-pressures his phosgene tanks during a siege from the 1st Linguist Light Infantry of the Confederacy, led by Oscar Smith (MS African Languages). The resulting gas cloud kills 75% of the remaining campus.

Most economics students survive however, since they had been funding both sides and had foreknowledge of both groups tactics. On a related note, gas masks had been selling in the student center for 5,000 USD at the time with easy 10% daily compound interest.