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

[canreallymove]

[BECAUSE IT IS.]

Yes we do! I can't let you not see my awesome moves!

There's gotta be a way, right? We just need a map-!

[lets_dewey_it]

All we have is this stupid handbook and it only provides a school map, not an outside map, and there's no lobby to exit out of!!

1/2

[canreallymove]

A school map?

[...]

Hang on, be right back!

[He's still decently fast even without his real speed-]

2/2

[canreallymove]

[And he comes back with his handbook, his finger tapping on the map.]

Ok! How much you wanna bet this here playground's outside?

Re: 2/2

[lets_dewey_it]

Wait, that's right! The playground's always outside, otherwise, it'd just be weird! Good thinking! We gotta get out there right now and make a plan of action!

[canreallymove]

Yeah, good thinking! We'll also need to find a radio or somethin' once we get out. Gotta contact Sal and let her know about this way past weird place!

Oh, right, name's Sonic, by the way.

[Fistbump?]

[lets_dewey_it]

_[Fistbump!]

Turbo "Dewey" Duck! When there's a good plan of action, all we gotta do is just Dewey it! Let's go!

[canreallymove]

[...you know what just going to overlook the dorky pun]

Let's do it to it!

[TO THE PLAYGROUND]

[lets_dewey_it]

W-Whoa, wait up, you're still really fast! _{[Adrenaline, help Dewey go fast too!!]}

[canreallymove]

Come on, Turbo! Gotta think fast and act fast even when we're not!

[Ok, so playground. Iron gate.]

...

Hm. The cliff might be a problem without a way to rappel down...

[lets_dewey_it]

_{[The strange happiness he got from being called "Turbo" aside, yup, this gate was a problem. And the fact they were at the edge of a cliff was an issue as well.]}

Dang... How high is this cliff anyway? I don't even hear an ocean, no waves crashing or anything. We aren't exactly in the clouds, though... _{[He leaned against the fence.]} Think, think...

[canreallymove]

Not sure myself. Maybe it's not totally shear, but I can't tell just from lookin' out this gate.

[Shakes it. Nope. No give.]

If I could Sonic Spin through it, that'd be good, but I don't have the juice to do it here so we gotta also climb over this thing too.

...

[He doesn't see much in the way of ropes outright on the playground...]

[lets_dewey_it]

Maybe there's tools we could find and use to cut the links of the fence? Maybe not in any of the rooms open to us right this second, but just somewhere. How practical would it be to use a kitchen knife? Not very?

[canreallymove]

If by kitchen knife you mean chainsaw, yeah.




Otherwise you're just buttering the fence. Or something.

[Wait, isn't there a shed-]

[lets_dewey_it]

TO THE SHED! _{[TO FIND SOME TOOLS AND DO A PRISON BREAK]}

[canreallymove]

[And in that shed, they find JUMP ROPES!


Sonic's face lights up at the sight.]

Jackpot, dude!

[lets_dewey_it]

Heck yeah!

_{[He immediately got to work, tying every jump rope end-to-end.]} Every rope, blanket, and other such thing, we gotta find now!

[canreallymove]

Got it!

[He goes and returns with his sheets.]

We'll get down that cliff no problem!

[lets_dewey_it]

And then we'll either have to run or make a boat! _{[The confidence is so mutual right now!]}

[canreallymove]

Sounds like a plan!

[Ties them sheets, woohoo!]

We got this Turbo! No way we can lose!

[lets_dewey_it]

_{[He felt that happiness again. He could get used to being called Turbo way more.]}

Over the fence! _{[He ran out of the shed, towards that imposing iron structure that held them back.]}

[canreallymove]

YEAH! Let's go!

[Time to throw their makeshift rappelling rope over the gate!]

[lets_dewey_it]

_{[And there he went, wasting no time at all climbing up that imprisoning wall of dystopian school life. All he had to do now was look down the cliff and see just how far it went down!]}

MODS

[canreallymove]

[WOO HOOO!!]

you've got a storm coming

[whimsicalism]

[You can get over the fence without trouble. There's a Little Brother watching, of course, and it seems to go into action quickly but that will come in later. Something else is probably a bit more noticeable.

Things don't look like they did on the Academy side. While things didn't look great on the other side of the fence with it's imposing cliff and mountains, this is... it looks very bleak. The sky seemingly is red, for starters, there's also no sun as there was on the other side. The dirt on the road is speckled with broken glass. The cliff itself is even steeper and longer than it look before.

The most important thing of all, though? You have the sudden sensation that many sets of eyes seem to have suddenly turned quickly to stare at you. This isn't like walking into a room and all the sheep looking at you. You can't find where they're coming from and there's just a sudden sense of ill-intent. Nothing attacks but their exit has been noticed by far more than the sheep.]