WEEK 0

[whimsicalism]

Week Zero

Despite everything that made yesterday feel like a particularly spectacular dream, everyone will wake up today back in their dorm rooms and their academy pajamas (providing they changed before bed). The artificial light is still bright and happy, but the reality of the school year is truly beginning to set in. This is the true first day of classes.

This week, the ground floor of the Academy is open to explore. All of the rooms that were inaccessible on Monday are open for the rest of the week, though students will still be kept firmly on the ground floor while remodeling continues on the upper levels.

Classes are also in session, with a basic schedule advertised on the board outside the cafeteria. In addition to basic academic subjects, the courses offered have a slight bent towards soft skills: home economics, etiquette, and public conduct are peppered in with math and science. The textbooks available for classes are handed out at the beginning of every sheep-taught lesson, and they encompass several levels of learning on the same subject to account for the different levels of students in attendance, as if someone created a series of textbooks in the nature of this video series. Strangely enough, there usually seems to be one fewer book than there are students, as if someone wasn't accounted for when books were ordered. The Lady Prefect can often be found in attendance at these classes, though she tends to disappear right after each session for her office hours. All in all, she's a distracted, even daydreamy student, and she may occasionally ask for someone else's notes. But she's quick to take roll and remind others of deadlines.

Regardless, classes only last a few hours a day, and students are otherwise encouraged to pursue their own extracurriculars and self-improvement, including via gym and music room activities. There's time to eat and train on your own schedule...or maybe you want to try making a dent in the large collection of Zoobooks in the reception area, feeding the strange vending machine in the school store some of your red coins, or convincing a Little Brother robot to tell you what really happened when one of them started getting mouthy yesterday at orientation.

Two future dates linger on the horizon, both fresh from the discussions on Monday: The Little Brother that was behaving so strangely promised a game of hide-and-seek on Wednesday, and the first main school event, the spelling bee and dance, is slated to take place on Saturday.

How will you prepare?

Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday | Saturday

OOC Notes

Welcome to Week 0 proper! Events will unlock on the relevant day. Effective immediately, students are able to explore the week's locations for some more information about the school. If you'd like mod input on an investigation, please tag in the mods by writing (INVESTIGATION) in the subject line of your comment. If you'd like to speak with a Little Brother, please put (SHEEP) in your comment header. They're pretty wary of talking to students in secluded places, unfortunately, so while you can talk to them one-on-one, they don't offer a private contact post of their own.

The Prefect, however, will be available for her office hours. Nanami herself can be contacted in private via screened threads there. Given the general off-the-rails beginning of the semester, she is a bit distracted this week, but there's never any harm in reaching out!

Don't forget your regains!

Comments

[lets_dewey_it]

Well, yeah, it's not always as fun as riding butt scooters, though. Sometimes it's just running around in circles. Sometimes it's doing push-ups. Sometimes it's dodgeball.

[curdle]

Oh.

[ She is trying so hard to picture what any of these things would entail and coming up so very short. ]

To what purpose?

[lets_dewey_it]

It's like, "something something the youth must be healthy" or "something something obesity epidemic" or whatever. It's a modern "problem" that they invented way after your time in order to justify torturing children with excess exercise, I think.

[curdle]

... Does not the day's labor tire thee enough?

[ She's started to gather that people are from the far-flung future, but even then, kids are still working the fields and stuff, right? Even duck kids? ]

[lets_dewey_it]

Oh, the day's labor absolutely tires us! We walk to and from every class, carrying heavy backpacks and stuff, and then fry our brains with paperwork! And then Gym Class strikes when we're most tired!

[curdle]

[ It doesn't necessarily sound like the most strenuous day, but also, what does she know? He could be describing an apprenticeship with a paperworker, a profession that definitely exists, for all she can tell! ]

Aye. This world is much changed.

[lets_dewey_it]

Eh, we at least have devices that carry the total sum of all knowledge in our hands in the future, though. That we're not allowed to use in school. So, I guess that's the tradeoff.

[curdle]

... Dost mean the device is small enough to fit in thy hand?

[ Surely not!! ]

[lets_dewey_it]

Oh yeah, it's called a "smartphone". It's like a thin brick you can search for knowledge on.

[curdle]

[ A THIN BRICK.......... ]

I confess, I cannot picture it.

[lets_dewey_it]

I'd show you, but I don't have mine with me, unfortunately... I didn't have it when I woke up here.

[curdle]

Like as not they took it from thee, [ she says, not unsympathetic. ] 'Twas the same with my pockets and my knife.