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Welcome.
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. |
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... oh, but she asked a question, didn't she.] I have no idea, hon! I wouldn't know anything about dimensions...
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[/has not realized this is a situation from which one would require rescue.]
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Oh no! That means there's even more rich people here!
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I'm too old for slavery! [because that's clearly what this will end up being about.]
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This is a nightmare...
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[but, she also lives in Honnouji, so, yeah, actually, she does.]
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[what are real-world names of countries]
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[says it much slower, as if that's the problem.]
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Those are strange nicknames for countries! Do you have them for all the countries?
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... Maybe we're not from the same place. [which is not something she'd normally consider, but with how today has been going...]
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It's the best explanation we have right now. Hopefully, it'll end up being something more reasonable.
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