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

[zomgboom]

No, because it's like. When you time travel it's not really like. [She holds up her hands, parallel to each other.] Time travel is like this side [left hand wiggle] is the timeline and the person goes from this side to this side [right hand wiggle] instead of, like. Actually back in time?

[DID YOU GET ALL THAT.]

[sunsong]

...Then what's the point of goin' back in time for them? Like, you're not changing your ACTUAL timeline.

[ ??????????? NO ]

[zomgboom]

Because, like, [Oh boy how does she explain this.] When you go back or forward, the other timeline, like, it doesn't stop existing exactly? But it already can't be saved, so like. There's no reason to stay, and you can at least save a different timeline?

[Or you just wanna get out of your timeline, but Tabby's pretty sure that one will go over badly.]

[sunsong]

[ SHE REGRETS ASKING this is seriously beyond her mostly because she can't contemplate leaving her own timeline...she has a Duty!!! ]

...You know what, I'm gonna just say you definitely know your shit and take you at your word. Uh, I'm Sol, by the way.

[zomgboom]

Sol? Like, the soles of shoes or whatever?

[Are you sure she knows anything, Sol. Are you.]

[sunsong]

Sol like latin for sun.

[ NO but she likes Tabby anyway so far, so ]

[zomgboom]

[FRYSQUINT.]

But, like. You have blue hair. Your sister is the sunny one?

[sunsong]

Huh? Well...I dunno. You'd have to ask our parents, I guess?

[zomgboom]

Oh, so it's like, your birth name? I though you, like, picked it.

[That sounded 100% like a bullshit name, sorry. SHE WENT BY "BOOM-BOOM" FOR A COUPLE YEARS, SHE'D KNOW.]

[sunsong]

Nah, those are the names we were given.

[ BOOM-BOOM...? TABBY PLZ ]

Can't recall if we had a family name, though.