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

[sadisticwarfare]

There's no one here I recognize either.

[Which is entirely true! He sure as hell didn't recognize Solf over there.]

[captainobnoxious]

[........... Oooooookay that sounds fake but okay.]

Not even the guy that has a similar name to the one in your likes? The only interesting thing in your likes, actually, what kind of person enjoys paperwork?

[sadisticwarfare]

[w o w]

I'm a member of the military; paperwork is an essential part of the job. If I didn't enjoy it in at least some capacity I certainly wouldn't be able to excel in my position.

[And then he'd never get promoted and that would be terrible.]

[captainobnoxious]

In what part of the military is paperwork essential? I mean-- Well, you're a Colonel, you're above me, so I guess that's why. I don't have to do a lick of that myself.

[... Debatable if Norway does anything but minimal paperwork, actually. They're not big on education in the military settlements unless it's military-based. Her mom and dad probably handle it? Trond definitely does, but he's Old.]

I've got a scribe on my team that does it for me, so I guess that's pretty much the same, but enjoying it? You sound like a real fun guy.

[sadisticwarfare]

[wow???]

It isn't something I would have thought to put on a list like that myself, but I suppose it's not entirely wrong either.

[okay yeah, he's no fun, it's true]

[captainobnoxious]

[frank "no fun" archer]

What would you have put on your list?

[sadisticwarfare]

[He thinks for a moment before deciding on an answer.]

...Cats, probably.

[could you be any more boring oh my god]

[captainobnoxious]

... You know, same. But Pusekatt works just as well.

[Basically the same deal w/e w/e]

Do you have one yourself, or do you just like them? Because they're really useful little fellas out on the field.

[SHE GOT KYRIE TO CONSIDER ADOPTING ONE DON'T THINK SHE WON'T DO THE SAME FOR YOU.]

[sadisticwarfare]

I don't own one currently, but I had one as a child. I look after some of the neighborhood strays, though.

[He's such a cat lady, it's kind of a problem.]

[captainobnoxious]

You don't look like the type, but you're a pretty soft guy, aren't you.

[Taking care of strays. Commendable to be honest, she has decided you are on her like list along with Kimblee, Kirei, and Kyrie, which is... a fucking list oh my god.]

[sadisticwarfare]

[SIGRUN NO OH MY GOD]

I wouldn't say that. Cats are my one weakness.

[He's sort of smirking though, because that idea is honestly fucking hilarious.]

[captainobnoxious]

[SHE ALSO LIKES ALEX FOR MASTERMIND COMPLETIONIST SAKE, BUT ALEX ISN'T A BAD PERSON LIKE THE REST OF THEM.]

Are they your only weakness? Because if so, you're fine here and you'd love Dalsnes, we've got plenty of the little guys running around.

[sadisticwarfare]

[WELL AT LEAST THERE'S THAT...]

I'm sure I would. We have plenty of them back in Amestris as well.