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

[hashtagwoof]

[ Oh. Wonderful. This is their perfect, and apperently she wasn't the one in charge of enrollment. So... ]

'Scuse me, Miss Prefect? How did we even get enrolled here? Because I was helping my gaurdian with a huge project, like, a few hours ago, and I'm pretty sure she wouldn't drop everything to send me to this weird place.

[shinedsobright]

Good point. I mean, it's literally impossible for MY parents to have sent me here. They probably forgot I exist, cuz of stuff going on.

[Super casually]

[hashtagwoof]

[ He looks over at Fret. ]

... You too, huh?

[ That's only slightly less casual than Fret. ]

You got a relative looking after you, or does that technically make you an orphan?

[shinedsobright]

[He catches that eye contact, but looks up and away in thought.]

Huh. I never thought of it like that before, but maybe it does? Technically?

[clearing his throat and looking back Prefect-ward]

Not important though, what matters is it's not possible.

[hashtagwoof]

Right. [ Nodding, deciding to chat about this later. ]

[cellpreservation]

...What kind of stuff?

[Sir are you ok]

[shinedsobright]

[Caught a few eyes with that one, well whoops]

S-Seriously? You all wanna do this right now?

Well, the short version is I bought some cursed accessories at the mall that made my buddy and I disappear...! [He makes a swooping motion over his body with one of his hands.] Stuff.

[This is obviously the tip of a very large iceberg. Sorry to Hunter, they are not the same. Then again, as ridiculous as this sounds out loud, maybe they'll take it as a joke?]

[cellpreservation]

Oh, so a totally normal experience.

[Hoo boy.]

Are you guys, like... okay?

[shinedsobright]

Yeah, we're getting through it. I mean, obviously I'm here now for whatever reason, but Rindude's fine on his own.

[He's not even technically on his own, anyway. So Fret is trying not to worry about it. Not like it'd do any good.]

[cellpreservation]

Here's hoping...

[noblesnow]

[c o n c e r n]

[shinedsobright]

[Him and his big mouth!]

[imprefect]

That's just not possible.

[ Hunter isn't the first person to make it clear that expectations != reality, and Nanami seems to be getting testier by the minute. ]

Look, don't you all have your uniforms and everything already? You wouldn't just waltz in here all dressed the same, would you?

[hashtagwoof]

Oh, I'm sorry, so the idea of you or one of those sheep-bots dolling us up in our sleep isn't plausible here?

[imprefect]

Ew.

[ This is a purely visceral reaction, and likely one that would be difficult to fake. ]

Did you really have to imply something like that?!

[hashtagwoof]

I mean... Dude! Normal people don't sleep in their school uniforms! What else was I supposed to think?

[imprefect]

Then you could have put on your pajamas, couldn't you?

[ That...totally doesn't make any sense considering they don't remember changing. Anyway - ]

Look, I really had nothing to do with that. [ Never mind the ew factor...it's beneath someone who doesn't like getting her own hands dirty. ]

[hashtagwoof]

[ He rolls his eyes at her. ] Okay, got it. Geez...

[shinedsobright]

What're the other options? It's not like there's a Jupes in this building surrounded by monsters.

[imprefect]

A what?

[ No, that's a distraction. She waves it off with another flick of her hand. ]

If it's really like you're all saying it's supposed to be, then no one would have their uniforms, right? You'd be wearing whatever tacky regular clothes you had when you first got here.

[violence_ensues]

I don't usually wear clothes.

[imprefect]

No, I guess you wouldn't...

We can't talk about the others based on what you usually do, though.

[violence_ensues]

What's under your clothes? Are you hairless all the way?

[shinedsobright]

You know, a Jupiter of the Monkey store. Jupes. Sports fashion brand, their sales clerks are rappers for some odd reason? [is waved off] Whatever- you take that back, my style's cute as hell, ok?

Anyway, even if we've been here longer than we thought we were, enough to change into a uniform, that still doesn't explain anything. That only raises more questions!

[imprefect]

Yeah, right; I bet you dress like some kind of delinquent, don't you?

It completely answers one question: That you were here and ready to start classes like you were supposed to! But all the prep work was supposed to be done, too!