Welcome.

[trustfellows]

Rise and shine. There are a few things that matter right now - the fact that you're waking up in an unfamiliar but decently comfortable bed, the fact that you don't recognize the room you're in, the fact that you seem to have some sort of headache... Nothing severe, mind. Just the sort of odd, heavy fuzziness that comes with having slept far too long. You don't really remember where you were immediately before this, not upon waking. Something will come to you eventually if you think long enough, however - a couple of seconds of consideration will bring to mind a place, a memory, a recollection of where you were and what you were doing. It probably wasn't anything that would result in you being here, though. Welcome to Graceside Preparatory Academy. You may want to pick up the key to your room before you leave the room, but don't worry too much - your door won't lock automatically, so you won't be locked out if you've forgotten to pick it up. It seems you're not alone, either; the hallway outside your room is most likely full of other confused people 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 not getting out of here anytime soon. The foyer also holds some very interesting information. There's a bulletin board with thirty-five 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 Participants. You might be stuck here for awhile.

Comments

[brandnewday]

Ah...I see. So you're familiar with it.

[SHE REALLY WANTS TO ASK AGAIN.]

A-anyways, you're right! All this stuff is personal! Who the heck was watchin' me this closely? You don't think it was a crazy fan, do you?

[greenmamabear]

[Maybe when she's in a better mood, kiddo.]

If it is, they've certainly made themselves fans of a whole host of people.

[...wait]

You a celebrity or something?

[brandnewday]

Oh! I guess that's not true about everyone else here, huh?

[She finally smiles. It's a little sheepish, but it's there.]

I just kinda assumed we all were...I haven't read much of what's up there. I'd rather hear that kinda information from the person instead of a paper, ya know?

[greenmamabear]

That's... pretty polite, actually. [She's impressed.

She holds out a hand.] I'm Fern. Kind of a... stay-at-home mom, honestly.

[brandnewday]

Hehe. We're all here together, right?

[She takes the hand and gives it a firm shake. Despite her nervousness and fear, she manages to smile brightly for an introduction.]

I'm Hibiki! Hibiki Ganaha! I'm an idol with Namuko Pro. It's, um, nice to meet ya, Fern-san! Even if the circumstances are pretty bad.

[greenmamabear]

[Shake shake shake.]

I getcha. Idol, huh? That some kinda model?

[brandnewday]

That's part of it! I've done some Gravure shoots, but I'm really good at the variety shows and the dancing! Hehe, my singing's pretty good, too. I've started getting lots of fan mail lately~!

[greenmamabear]

[Criminy.] That's.... a lot of work for 17, huh?

[brandnewday]

Mm, it is! But I have to take care of my family, and it's a ton of fun! I'm really glad to have this job! I'm always busy. But bein' a mom is a lot of hard work, too, right?

[greenmamabear]

[Oh, she takes care of family too. That's rad as hell.]

It can been trying. But its... nice. Sounds like yours is pretty rewarding too.

[brandnewday]

It is! Hehe, I get lots of opportunities...my dog and I are actually on an educational zoolife show now! It's great!

[Ah, to be back there...anywhere other than here...]

[greenmamabear]

Oh! So like... tv personality stuff? [That makes sense. She can understand Steve Irwin/Tim Gunn kind of work.]

[brandnewday]

Mm! But I do all sorts of things!

[She counts them on her fingers, feeling a bit more like an idol for just a few seconds. Thanks for listening, Fern.]

Radio, TV, movies, newspapers, live shows...hehe, nankurunaisa! I'm the kinda girl who can do it all!

[greenmamabear]

Dang. That sounds like... boatloads of work. [TV life seems stressful.]

[brandnewday]

It is, but that makes it more rewardin'. I love bein' with everyone, too, hehe.

[But after she laughs, she sighs, turning back to the profiles. She's only looking at the names, the rest is too much to take in, too personal.]

I hope we find a way out soon...