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]

Well, guess what? We didn't, and I'd sure never agree to something like this.

[Tapping foot impatiently.]

Like, come on, lady, give me a break! I'm not a student, I've got a planet to help rebuild and Uncle Chuck and Sal and Tails're probably worried sick about where I am! Why would I wanna spend time here with you?

[imprefect]

You don't just get to come down with cold feet now just because you want to be a slacker! If it's really that important to you, it makes sense that you should aim to graduate from the class as quickly as possible, right? Or did whatever idiot who labeled you "The Fastest Thing Alive" in the handbook get it wrong?

[ That's right! This should be a good thing for all of them, especially her. ]

[canreallymove]

[w o w


aaaaaand this is where he...well, snaps. Kind of. Sonic doesn't snap. But he does get angry.]

Man, are you serious? This is more important than saving the world to you?

I'm not the one with the messed up priorities here, lady! It's you and your principal who are the idiots around here if you think "graduating" from your stupid school is more important than what we were doin' back home! Or just doing something here!

If you think I'm gonna take this baloney from the likes of you, you've got another thing coming! I didn't sign up for this, plain and simple!

[imprefect]

If you can't do what you need to get out of here, do you really think you can save the world? [ For a moment, it sounds like she might launch into some esoteric speech, but...]

If it's not that big a deal, it should be easy... Shouldn't it? I told you how things work here.

Because I put so much effort into planning this weekend, I'm sure the Principal will be watching then, too... But he'll just say what I already told you.

[canreallymove]

Trick question, dudette, because I already saved the world once-my world.

[If he had a pillow he could scream into it right now. As it is his foot is tapping as fast as it can now (which is just not fast enough now, uuuuuuuuuugh) with a very impatient and very irritated rhythm.




At the mention of the Principal watching this weekend, his eyebrows rise up.]

Oh really?

[Oh.

He's getting ideas.]

[imprefect]

Really.

So don't get any funny ideas! [ It's like she knows... but no, she's just warning him with comedically suspicious timing. ]

Today was a surprise, so we can forgive you for being so disrespectful... but don't think the response will be so lenient next time!

[canreallymove]

Oh, I'd never. You'll see! You'll get to do your dance, no problemo!

[Such wonderful ideas.]