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trustfell2017-09-10 12:15 am
trustfellows) wrote in trustfell2017-09-10 12:15 am
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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[ ... wait, she's off Eridium. Why isn't she dead? But she's practiced at pushing fear or panic down, so it doesn't show except in what outwardly looks like a thoughtful pause. ]
The medicine part of the treatment is over. Guess I just get to... jump right into the deep end on building the muscles back up.
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I'm Angel, by the way. And thanks.
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No prob, Bob. [why are u like this.] I'm Fern.
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Nice to meet you, Fern.
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Unexpected bright side. Have you run into anyone who knows where we are?
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No luck so far. Everyone seems just as confused as us.
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[Who knows with psychos.]
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[She looks around the halls. She should really get her somewhere to rest...]
There's a kitchen thatta way, you eat yet?
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Not yet, no. Food sounds really good right about now, though.
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Still, she'll guide her that way.]
I think they've got, like... bread and stuff? I don't know if you have any allergies or anything...
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Bread and stuff sounds good. I shouldn't be allergic to anything? I don't think I am.
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