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

[heritrix]

[Rin can't help but wonder if this guy is really a teacher, but then again, this is one of those things that counts as a traumatic experience. You can't blame him for being tongue-tied.]

Then I'll do that. You can come along or wait here, it makes no difference to me.

[To the kitchen! ...Or the general direction of the kitchen!]

[bluemeanie]

Right.

[just follows along, digging his hands into his pockets.]

[heritrix]

[Rin doesn't mind the silence as she tracks down the kitchen; it takes one missed turn, but they find it quickly after that.]

Oh, here it is.

[That's muttered mostly to herself as she steps in. Oh, except now it's a new adventure to find a cup. She strides towards the nearest cabinet and opens it up.]

Your profile said your name is Walter White. Is that accurate?

[bluemeanie]

...Yes, of course. I don't see what that has to do with anything.

[he's sort of looking around, at the moment, annoyed.]

[heritrix]

Relax, I was just making sure I read your name properly. [No cups in here, but she finds them in the second cabinet.] I didn't want to get your attention with "hey you!" or so on. You look like the type who would get prickly.

[bluemeanie]

What would make you think that?

[heritrix]

Just a hunch. [Aaand to the sink... She turns the water on and fills the cup it.] If I had to guess, you're either always tired or always cranky, or both, so the little things get on your nerves.

[But again, that's just a guess. Rin turns the faucet back off and offers the cup to him.]

[bluemeanie]

I would like to think being shoved into a hostage situation would get on anyone's nerves.

[cautiously. accepts it.]

[heritrix]

[It's spiked. Just kidding; he watched her fill it up from the tap right there, so it's obviously just normal water.]

No, it absolutely does.

[Her voice is chilly, a sharp glint in her eye. Rin is absolutely pissed about this situation too, make no mistake about that.]

[bluemeanie]

[still, maybe the tap is poisoned. whatever. he drinks it.]

Lets hope we resolve it. Soon.

[heritrix]

[Gasp, that would break so many health code violations.]

I intend to.