WEEK 1

[whimsicalism]

WEEK ONE

This week, students at Ira Academy must return to class with their memories of the weekend hanging over them. The Principal is watching now, and he dislikes children even more than his initial draconian idea of education led everyone to believe. The rules revision is probably at the forefront of most people’s minds, along with the sinking paranoia of being monitored much more closely and more severely reprimanded for stepping out of line. This very empty academy building suddenly feels all the more claustrophobic. All students now have the option to commit murder and be freed from this school. Less than a week ago, you were teaching yourself to be friends with some of your fellow classmates. Will things remain that way, or will someone reveal themselves to be willing to take a life to escape?

But just because murder’s on the table doesn’t mean that your studies are off of it, and the Little Brothers are still here to helpfully encourage all students to complete their coursework. Despite being shepherded away at the end of the school dance announcement last night, this week the Prefect will be back for her office hours and, thankfully, less fixated on pulling off a successful weekend spelling bee and social event. Less thankfully, it seems she believes that completing your re-education as originally planned is the correct course of action. You’d do well to remember, perhaps, that right now your success reflects ultimately on her. Students who prefer to see how their fellow school denizen and prisoner-in-spirit can also sneak into the music room whenever it’s unoccupied to converse with A.

To that end, it also looks like someone’s posted a “Tutors and Study Groups” sign-up sheet on the hallway walls outside the A/V room. There are illustrated descriptions next to it, so even someone who doesn’t understand the writing should be able to glean its purpose. This seems like a good way for people who are interested in working together or helping one another with anything involved in school life. Students may make use of this resource as they will.

Finally, at the end of the hallway near the music room, a sliding wall has receded as if it was never there in the first place, revealing an unexplored area on this floor.. Hmm, what could be up there?


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday
Regains | AC | IC Profiles | Locations | Mystery Information | Prefect Contact | A Contact

OOC NOTES

Welcome to Week 1! As with last week, if you have anything you’d like to investigate, you can bring mod responses in by pinging (INVESTIGATION) in your subject line. (SHEEP) for the Little Brothers. Unlike last week, Nanami can also be invited to participate in your threads with a (PREFECT) call-out. This is an option for anyone who wants non-private/event convos with her, if for some reason anyone wants to spend MORE time with her. If you are looking for information about the school’s mysteries, it's highly recommended you bring in the sheep or the mod journal instead!

Don’t forget your regains, and please submit your AC for week 0!

Comments

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Will not turn down those pets, always a good thing to get, but that suggestion...]

They...are?

[oh

oh boy]

So, that could mean...the kibble pump is stuck in there...and any time it's supposed to come out...it instead shoots out a jet of kibble.

I'm gonna have to apologize to a lot of people for this...

[noblesnow]

I don't think it's your fault. You weren't the one who put it there, right?

[...if nothing else, it's hard to imagine him cramming any kind of device into the vending machine with, you know, paws.]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Well, yeah, but it still feels bad when something you helped make ends up covering someone in kibble. Plus, even after all the work we put into it, it's still hard to control, to the point that it does this.

[gesturing to what kibble remains on Reika's poor clothes.]

[noblesnow]

I can understand that...

At least no harm was done. It just makes a bit of a mess.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

I guess.

[still feels bad, man.]

Do you think you can handle this, or do you need some help with getting your clothes clean?

[noblesnow]

I'll be fine.

[and then she suddenly dies from kibble exposure]

But thank you for offering.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

It's no problem, really.

[R.I.P.
Rest
In
Pkibble

Then, looking towards the haul.]

Any chance you got something actually good?