Welcome.

[trustmods]

It doesn't matter where you last were or what you were doing. What matters is that you're waking up in a decently comfortable bed in a room that's completely unfamiliar. You may feel a bit groggy, like you've slept for too long, but that will fade in time. Welcome to Graceside Preparatory Academy. You may want to pick up the key to your room before you leave, though don't worry. Your door won't lock automatically so you won't be locked out if you've forgotten to pick it up. The hallway outside your room is most likely full of other confused students 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 stuck in here for the time being. The foyer also holds some very interesting information. There's a bulletin board with twenty-nine 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 students. You might be stuck here for awhile.

Comments

[sunsong]

Fucking insane, like you said. There's just...no other description for this shit that even halfway fits.

[ AND YET... ]

You a hero?

[blazeit]

Not yet... someday, though. Still in training, I guess. There's rules and shit, you know, it's all regulated.

[ He's still a minor and all that. Not that he really cares, he would love to just jump into things if he could. ]

[sunsong]

...That's pretty cool, all the same.

[ and somehow really innocent, but she doesn't add that part. ]

[blazeit]

I... guess. Kinda hard to say when it's what you're used to.

[ And yep, he sure is feeling like he's got it easy compared to Area D... ]

Anyway, you're in this room? [ He points to 23. ] D'you mind if I check something out?

[sunsong]

Nah, knock yourself out. But if you do anything creepy, I'm gonna punch you.

[ SOL...but no she steps to the side and makes an expansive gesture. Go ahead, broski. ]

[blazeit]

I'll keep my hands in my pockets, if that makes you feel better...

[ Besides, all he really wants to do is see if the layout is the same, so he's only in there for a minute or so anyway before turning back around. ]

... So I guess it's safe to assume that all the rooms are pretty much the same. Dunno if this is useful or not, but... I guess the only thing differentiating them are the nameplates.

[sunsong]

Well, I guess that makes sense...why go to the trouble of making them all fancy?

[ THEY'RE PROBABLY NOT THAT SPECIAL... ]

I got a key to mine, too.

[blazeit]

Yeah, same here. Seems like kind of a weird set-up, though.

[ What's the point of being able to keep others out... ]

[sunsong]

At least we'll have privacy?

[ SHRUGS. She can be thankful for a room of her own, honestly. ]

[blazeit]

... Yeah, I can't get really enthused about that being the silver lining. But I guess it's better than jack shit.