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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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[ Kaneks, meet Chie. Chie, meet Kaneks. ]
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No...I guess not. The more I find to read, the less I understand.
[And the more concerned he gets.]
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[ She peers up at the bulletin board, skimming over the profiles until she finds Kaneki's. ]
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[He watches her as she looks while trying to see if he can find hers as well.]
What's wrong on yours?
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They got the rest right, though I'm not sure how they know about the veal. It's not something I go around telling a lot of people.
[ She's pretty sure that's something only her family knows about. ]
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...the same with mine and hamburgers, actually. I mean, it's true, but...personal.
Mine's the job.
[He continues, pointing at his profile.]
I don't have a job, but it says I'm a barista.
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I wonder how they managed to get some things right while others are completely wrong.
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I started college not long ago. Even if I wanted to work, I wouldn't have the time for it now.
[...between college and other things.]
I don't know, but it's strange. There's a reason for it, I think...they couldn't just make mistakes like that with everything else being right.
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[ Her gaze drifts over to her own profile and she lightly taps her fingers against the glass. ]
Yeah. There has to be some reason behind it.
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[He loves college, he does, but it's definitely a different animal than high school ever was.]
...you don't remember anything like being kidnapped before waking up here, do you? Everyone I've asked so far says they don't.
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I was on my way back home after being treated to parfait by a guy from school but I don't remember anything about being kidnapped.
[ Said guy also happened to be a ghoul who had nearly killed her earlier that evening but apparently this is not important enough to mention? ]
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Yeah, that doesn't sound unusual.
[Of course, he had been in the midst of facing down a ghoul himself who had just chased off a different one, but he can't fathom why she would want anything to do with him enough to kidnap him. ...much less almost thirty others.]
It's the same with everyone, then...we don't have much reason to believe we could have been kidnapped by anyone.
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I don't like the sound of that, but...I'm sure it's possible.
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I doubt we'll find out much about why that is, even if we do ask. There are more pressing questions, anyway.
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[ Points at Logan's profile.
Likes: executions ]
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...I guess this Conductor knew that before he brought some of us here.
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