Welcome.

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It doesn't matter where you last were or what you were doing. What matters is that you're waking up in a decently comfortable bed in a room that's completely unfamiliar. You may feel a bit groggy, like you've slept for too long, but that will fade in time. Welcome to Graceside Preparatory Academy. You may want to pick up the key to your room before you leave, though don't worry. Your door won't lock automatically so you won't be locked out if you've forgotten to pick it up. The hallway outside your room is most likely full of other confused students by now and should you turn around to look at the door of the room you just left, you'll find a nameplate with your name printed on it. There's a single word underneath it with no explanation. This is your title, but don't worry about that right now. Depending on when you left your room there may be a clock chiming in the foyer up ahead. It seems like it's seven, though it's difficult to tell if it's seven in the morning or seven at night. There aren't any windows, after all. Should you venture into the room with the clock, you'll find that the only exit is closed - there's absolutely no way to break down that steel bulkhead. It looks like you're stuck in here for the time being. The foyer also holds some very interesting information. There's a bulletin board with twenty-nine pictures on it. Beside each picture is some very specific and very familiar information. Feel free to examine it. The bulletin board is large enough for plenty of you to gather around and gawk. Don't try to get at it though, that glass in front of it is very thick. If you try to break it, you'll find out the hard way that it's shatterproof. Sorry about that. Perhaps even more of a concern than the glass is the list beside the profiles. It looks like a set of rules. You might want to examine those, though they're not providing much of an explanation for why you're here or how you got here. So relax and get to know your fellow students. You might be stuck here for awhile.

Comments

Bulkhead because this is a smart idea

[samsa]

[Kaneki had wanted to get a better look at the steel bulkhead, just to confirm that it is well and thoroughly blocked, but it seems that he's wandered over at a bad time. He doesn't want to just turn around and walk away, either, since that would be more obvious than anything...

So he ends up stopping a respectable distance from where Bakugou is pacing, his attention leveled at the steel.]

Is that the only exit?

[blazeit]

[ To be fair: it's almost always a bad time to talk to Bakugou. ]

Yeah, as far as I can tell. Feel free to prove me fucking wrong if you like, I don't mind at all.

[samsa]

[Well, guess who's rapidly regretting their life choices?]

N-no, I...I was just checking, that's all. I haven't seen any other doors, at least...just this one.

[blazeit]

I guess that doesn't mean there aren't any other doors, but...

[ The future does not look very bright on the door front. But that's not really Kaneki's fault, so Bakugou supposes he can make an effort at discussion. ]

Somebody obviously wants to keep us trapped here. But why bother with going this damn far... that's what I don't get.

[samsa]

That's what I was thinking, actually. Wouldn't a kidnapper want us to be a little more...restricted?

[Well, this still isn't exactly freedom, but their own rooms? It's a little baffling, honestly.]

[blazeit]

Yeah, that's what I was thinking too. If they're giving us all this room to move around in, I'd bet it means that they're really fucking confident in what they're doing.

[ He reaches over, placing a hand on the bulkhead. ] I mean, this is total overkill.

[ ... And also probably not within his abilities to remove, which is the more important thing. ]

[samsa]

[Kaneki looks over when Bakugou puts his hand against the steel, lifting a hand to rest lightly against his cheek as he sighs.]

Mm. I wouldn't think they would just do that to show off...there has to be a reason for it other than to just keep us locked in.

[blazeit]

Intimidation, maybe? I guess there could be something inside it, too.

[ But they're all just baseless theories, in the end... Still, talking it out isn't so bad, helps make him feel more in control of this situation (even if he has 0 real control at all). ]

[samsa]

[Talking is better than just ignoring the problem and pretending it doesn't exist. Even as angry as this guy seemed before...talking with him like this isn't bad, really.]

That would make sense. Someone with this much power probably has a lot to hide.

[And a lot of questions to answer.]

But even if that door looked at all breakable...I doubt trying would be a good idea. But maybe you're right, maybe there is another door somewhere else.

[blazeit]

[ He's gone back to pacing again, but he seems a little less actively angry... though he usually looks mildly pissed no matter what, so. ]

Yeah, I think so. I mean, look at how the thing is placed... This was probably moved here from the inside of the building. [ Because it's pretty large, he feels like it's unlikely that it was moved from the outside through the door and placed there. ] So logically... there's probably another way to get in and out. Right?

[samsa]

There has to be.

[If not somewhere that they can't get to, he has a hard time believing that this place has one door and one door only. His voice drops a little, not that he thinks anyone's actively listening to them, but...just to be safe.]

If we're really allowed to roam this building, then there's nothing saying we can't look for another exit.

[blazeit]

Yeah, makes sense. Whoever set this up must be cocky as hell if they're letting us explore freely, that's the sort of thing that can be taken advantage of.

[ Bakugou knows that all too well... haha... ha... ahhhh. ]

[samsa]

I haven't tried to look around much further than just the hallways and this foyer, but...we should be careful. Who knows what else is around in this place.

[blazeit]

Yeah... after all, somebody put us here. And I dunno about you, but I think I'm pretty fucking hard to kidnap, so they gotta have some tricks up their sleeve.

[samsa]

[Kaneki nods, shifting his weight from one foot to the other as he looks back at the steel bulkhead.]

A lot of people here are, I'm sure.

[It's about now that Kaneki realizes he's been talking to everyone without ever...properly introducing himself, even though they all can get a vague knowledge of one another from those profiles. It doesn't feel right.]

You're...Katsuki-san, right?

[blazeit]

Yeah. And you're... Acquiescent.

[ Look, he's bad with names, but the important thing is he identified Kaneki... right? ]

... Now that I think about it, that's not exactly a great adjective to have here. [ Not as bad as volatile, though... ]

[samsa]

[He nods slightly, though he frowns at the title.]

Yeah. I don't...really like it, either.

...you can call me Kaneki, though.

[blazeit]

Yeah, I kinda fucking hate my adjective too. [ Yet he keeps calling everybody else by their title... ] It's kinda creepy that we even have them at all.

[samsa]

What do you think they're supposed to be for?

[blazeit]

Well, it sure feels like it's to make fun of us. Although maybe the guys with like, gilded or unbreakable or adroit feel differently.

[ Meanwhile, here he is with a descriptor that sounds like it was ripped from an extremely unflattering psych eval. ]

[samsa]

I'm sure they do...

[He trails off, glancing away for a moment.]

Do you feel like yours is accurate at all?

[If he's honest with himself, his...does have some truth in it. The Conductor just decided to pick the worst sort of descriptor for reasons he can't fathom.]

[blazeit]

[ For a few moments, Bakugou looks like he kind of wants to strangle somebody, possibly himself. ]

I mean.

I guess I can see where it comes from.

[ ... ... ... ]

But still, fuck that guy, this is fucking defamation!!

[samsa]

No, I...I understand what you mean. It isn't really fair to give just a handful of us titles that are so...

[...]

...unpleasant.

[blazeit]

Right?! And I mean, like, what the fuck is the actual difference between "volatile" and "dynamic", huh?! [ One sounds nicer and that is it, in his humble opinion. ] While I'm at it, what the hell's with all the vague ones, too... temporal? Universal?

[samsa]

[Kaneki shrugs, running a hand down the side of his face.]

Your guess is as good as mine. I'm sure it's some sort of judge of their character, not that it makes much sense.