INTRO MINGLE

[whimsicalism]

WELCOME IN

ORIENTATION DAY

(CW: Slight undertones of experiences of unreality.)

It’s a bright Monday afternoon at the Academy. If the sun happened to be visible, it would certainly be shining. The new semester that everyone has been waiting for is about to begin!

All students wake up at exactly the same time–not that you’re aware of this. Even those who don’t normally sleep must have given into slumber at some point; they, too, will jolt awake with the strangest sensation that someone was just whispering in their ears. The beds that you’ll find yourself in are small and unfamiliar, and you wake up wearing a uniform that you don’t recognize even though it fits you like a glove. A red book with black cardstock lining the inner cover sits on each dorm nightstand. Opening the book reveals a strange code of conduct. The following pages list, in alphabetical order, all of the students.

Beyond the handbook and a change of familiar clothes in the closet, there’s little personalization to the rooms, and they lack most homey comforts. As unusual as these surroundings may seem, it’s impossible to shake the subtle, lingering excitement: It’s the first day of school! What a delightful occasion. Shouldn’t everyone want to make the most of the year? The subtle, unshakeable desire to achieve sits in the back of every mind like the story of a happy dream. Perhaps you brush your hair or wash your teeth before going on with your splendid day. Your reflection in your bathroom mirror looks a little off, did you forget to cut your hair before the big day? Perhaps you realize that your nails or claws have been trimmed recently. A little odd but you must have been excited for a brand new school year.

The world outside the dorm room holds a few more answers, but most things are still shrouded in mystery. Today, it seems that some rooms are still locked up tight from summer vacation. Beside the dormitory and hallways, only the cafeteria, kitchen, gym, playground, school store, and A/V room are accessible. Outside the cafeteria, a digital sign titled DAILY SCHEDULE offers little structure, save for one afternoon event: 5PM - PREFECT’S ORIENTATION - AUDITORIUM. There’s a lot of business to take care of on the first day of school, after all. No one can just be expected to start learning without the proper preparation.

With some time to kill before the promised orientation takes place–and, according to that rulebook, everyone is expected to attend–students have only each other and the various robot sheep for company. With such a small class, perhaps working together will bring you newfound and long-lasting partnerships. The robotic staff seem polite, at least, if a bit confused at the sudden flurry of non-scheduled activities.

How will you spend your first day before classes begin?

OOC NOTES

Welcome to the IC intro mingle for Round 2! Your characters have the afternoon to meet one another, get lunch at the school cafeteria, review their student handbooks, harass the Little Brother robots, and prepare for the upcoming school semester in this post. As promised, the Prefect will meet everyone in the auditorium at 5pm and will post their own introductory comment at that time (Eastern).

While we're sure that some people are dying to get a head start on investigating all of the mysteries of the school (we're excited to reveal them), please hold your investigation comment ideas until the weekly post goes up tomorrow. As all ground floor locations should be open for exploration at that time, we invite everyone to scratch all of your investigation itches on tomorrow's post at noon (also Eastern)! In lieu of investigation threads today, characters may speak to/question/accost the Little Brothers, who have an NPC thread down below.

Thank you, and have fun!

Comments

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Never has Dylan wanted to befriend something more than these things. Robots! They're advanced robots! And they do the cleaning! That is really cool and one of his brothers would be so jealous if he could see this!

But the thought of that brother makes him remember exactly why he's approaching the thing.]

Uh, hi, Mr. or Miss Sheep...things. Question, is my family okay? And, follow up up question, are they still at home, or are they somewhere else?

[whimsicalism]

Either are fine with me!

[The sheep tilts it's head then:]

They should be, yes. Your admission was taken care of by the Principal himself.

CW: Vague 101 Dalmatian Street Spoilers

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Okay, that's at least one thing not to worry about...

[But there's another thing now, so this questioning is not over yet.]

So does that mean that that...Cruella lady is still...you know...outside my house?

[whimsicalism]

I apologize, I don't know anyone by the name of Cruella. I do know that homesickness is common in children so don't worry, I'm sure you'll adjust to life in the Academy soon enough!

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[That actually gets him to pause, and wipe the fearful look off his face.]

Wait wait wait.

[Dylan pulls out the handbook, flipping through the pages, until he ends up on Hunter's profile.]

You decided to bring him here, but you don't know anything about his...great aunt?

[Yes, he did have to look at the profile to confirm his relationship to Cruella, shut up.]

[whimsicalism]

I don't have access to the admission records so, unfortunately, no.

[The sheep tilts it's head.]

I haven't really spoken with many of the students before today, either. Everyone's so talkative today for some reason!

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Shocker.

[Said with the exact level of sarcasm expected.]

Can you at least tell me how much do actually know about my family? With how things are going?

[whimsicalism]

This is the longest I've talked to you, for that matter. I'm sorry. Maybe Lady Prefect can ask the Principal for you. He has an idea of what's happening a lot of the time.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[An actual authority figure! Two even! Granted, in a place like this-and a situation like this-means that they are probably also bad people, but at least there might be a chance to get some information about his family.]

Well, I'm going try and find one of them then. Thanks for nothing!

[And he will be leaving the sheep if it doesn't try to stop him. The novelty of robot sheep has worn off very quickly.]