trustfell | Welcome.

Welcome.

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.

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[...okay, this isn't exactly how Sayaka expected to wake up this morning.

Granted, she was starting her first day of class in Hope's Peak soon, so waking up in a bed as cushy and comfortable as this was...a tad offputting. Like, the dorm beds were nice and all? But not this nice. So when Sayaka wakes up and practically rushes out into the Hallway, she's...looking awful confused, and to the nearest person she sees.]

Oh, my god...what's going on here? Did I take the wrong boat?

[...Eventually, her wandering takes her over to the foyer, where she's far more apt to go read those profiles. The people here...they aren't all high schoolers, and that's definitely setting off the alarm bells in Sayaka's mind. But, more importantly...]

Nineteen? Well, that's just incorrect...along with some of these ages too. There's no way any of these people are over a thousand years old...

[...after that observation's out of the way, Sayaka goes to work on attempting to pronounce the surnames of everyone here. She'll keep it relatively quiet, even as she stares intently at the board, but maybe she'd appreciate the help if she's stumbling. She'll. Probably do that a little bit.

The final course of action for Sayaka will be checking out the Kitchen and the food inside. Everything here is so amazing looking, honestly! She might need to take a moment to be in awe of it, but all the same, it looks like she's actually setting up some utensils to cook. Of course, if anyone comes inside, Sayaka will be quick to turn around and wave.]

Oh, hi there! I hope I'm not in your way or anything?

[ Well, Katniss is already in here! ~~It's hers now.~~ It's a habit to hoard food, and Katniss instinctively pulls her plate of meats and cheeses closer to herself. ]

It's open to everyone, isn't it?

[...Sayaka does stare a bit at that for a moment, tilting her head a tad--but she smiles, never the less.]

It never hurts to ask! Some people like to keep their space, after all.

[...]

I'm not going to try to take your food away, though, so you don't have to worry.

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