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castle_whims2022-08-15 11:06 am
whimsicalism) wrote in castle_whims2022-08-15 11:06 am
INTRO MINGLE
WELCOME IN
ORIENTATION DAY
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
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!
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Not really. I'm more of a social media influencer type... As a hobby, personally.
[ So, yeah. Technology is with this one most of the time. ]
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A social what?
[ That's not "what?" as in "I don't understand what you said", but "what?" as in "you are speaking nonsense and this offends me, personally". For the record. ]
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You know... Social media! Facebook! Twitter! TikTok! Instagram! Everybody knows about those websites, right?
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[ Yes, that might have been a compliment in there. Maybe. Somewhere. ]
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Dude. What year are you from?
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[ A light dawns slowly. Prior to about a week ago, Valmont would probably have dismissed that question as rhetorical, and probably insulting. But now that the existence of time travel has been unquestionably proven to him... ]
Nineteen seventy-six. And... you?
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... It's... It was 2019 last time I checked! No wonder you don't know anything about modern technology that literally everyone else has heard of!
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[ Valmont's eyes light up, any prior annoyance with Hunter giving way to sheer kiddish enthusiasm. If he's going to have to spend any length of time in this dump that calls itself a school, at least he can pick this kid's brains about magic while he does it! ]
I don't employ you, do I?
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Also, it looks like that question was taken as an insult. ]
Uh. No. Pretty sure you'd be breaking child labour laws or something.
Besides, I've already got a trust fund in the family business, so unless you grow up to be a designer for Haus of DeVil I doubt we've actually met before.
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No, I suppose we wouldn't have. What with me being... [ quick finger calculation ] in my fifties, eurgh, by the time you're around. But you can't blame me for asking, given prior experience. Your family's in the fashion industry, then?
[ DeVil. DeVil. It's not ringing a bell, but this is a boy whose closet is full of identical copies of the same green suit. He's not really that up on the latest trends. ]
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But yeah, he's nodding at Valmont. ] Yeah. Pretty sure the company started up in the 70's sometime, so... I dunno, maybe you hadn't heard of it because it was getting off the ground at that point?