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

[cellpreservation]

[Oh geeze she's seriously crying isn't she. He looks away so she can have like, mildly more privacy with that.]

Oh. Um, I think that's pretty normal? ...Getting stressed, I mean.

[keyringwitness]

B- But I need to be professional... [she says, as if that isn't a deeply concerning thing for a nine year-old child to think,]

[cellpreservation]

[Ma'am???]

You're at school right now. This is like the last place you need to be professional.

[keyringwitness]

B- But I still feel like I need to, with, um, all the classes and s- stuff.

[Considering the oppressive atmosphere of Ira Academy, this probably doesn't come as much of a surprise.]

[cellpreservation]

Trust me, you definitely don't need to worry that much about it. I mean, you probably aren't going to look any weirder than a talking dog or bat in a class taught by sheep.

[keyringwitness]

You're... probably right. [She looks down, clutching her arm out of nervous habit.] S- Still, whenever I went to school, the madam always s- said that I should, um, present myself with decorum since I was accompanying milady...

[cellpreservation]

Well, your lady isn't here, so... you can probably just relax for now.

When it comes to classes, anyway.

[keyringwitness]

[Yasu slowly nods. With any luck, between Yuta and everyone else, the message of, "you can relax for once" will eventually get through her thick skull.]

[cellpreservation]

...

Soo... do you need help getting to class now, or-?

[keyringwitness]

I'll be, um, fine. I think. Just need to s- sort out the hair. Maybe the next brush won't break...

[cellpreservation]

Wait, it broke?!

[keyringwitness]

The handle, um... snapped when I tried to work out the tangles...

My hair's longer than usual s- so I don't really know how to handle it.

[cellpreservation]

[If she doesn't know how to handle it he DEFINITELY doesn't.]

Do you know if any of the other girls can help?

[keyringwitness]

I'll, um. See if I can. Find someone.

[If... she can find her way through the halls at all.]

[cellpreservation]

...Do you need help finding someone?

[keyringwitness]

[After a moment of hesitation, Yasu nods. This is incredibly embarrassing, but also, she's getting sick of constantly bumping into walls.]

I'd, um... appreciate that. Thank you, Yuta.

[cellpreservation]

Okay.

[A beat as he figures out how to do this, eventually deciding to sidle up to her and offer his elbow???]

Here?

wrap?

[keyringwitness]

T- Thank you, Yuta...

[Yes, that will do for now. Off to go find one of the girls who can actually fix this mess, hopefully.]