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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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Perhaps they're attempting to tempt us to play by those rules.
[JUST STRANGLE SOMEONE, CHIE, COME ON DO IT]
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Maybe. There's also an impressive set of knives in the kitchen that could be used.
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[...wait a minute, do we have chefs??? Are we supposed to fend for ourselves??? Some of us don't know how to cook, you know!!]
I suspect their intention is to make the means readily available, in case someone is foolish enough to try to take them up on their offer.
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Yeah, I think so too. I hope nobody makes any rash decisions before we have a better understanding of what's going on here.
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If they're stupid enough to do something like that immediately then I suspect we'll discover more about that final rule.
["Take responsibility"...]
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[Let's hope it's not the latter.]
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Chie Hori, by the way. And you're... Logan, right?
[ Likes: executions. It's hard to forget his profile after reading it. ]
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[why is everyone hung up on likes: executions]
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Yep. And you're the king of some country I've never heard of before.
[ Albion sounds european but she's... pretty sure no such country exists there, unless it's some of those tiny as fuck countries like Lichtenstein. ]
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[It's really surreal...]
Where are you from?
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I've never heard of Japan. Is it a large country?
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[That's... almost unbelievable. Logan looks legitimately wigged out by that.]
Albion has a population of over six million. I thought that was large.
[...How does your monarch handle that??]
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[ ...He doesn't. The emperor has no political power, Logan. :|a ]
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[Because the only other country established in game is Aurora and there's like no one left there. Whoops.]