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myvillainacademy2019-09-16 11:56 am
allforevil) wrote in myvillainacademy2019-09-16 11:56 am
ORIENTATION
[When you start to stir from your slumber, you awaken to the smell of dust and rotted wood. Your bed is far from comfortable -- lumps in the mattress, a tattered blanket that barely keeps you warm and a pillow almost as hard as a rock-- and you'll immediately see there are others in your room with you.
All of you are confused, surely. "Where am I?" "What place is this?" Questions like that stir through your mind while you take in your surroundings. Something might catch your eye before anything else, though. A coloured chest tied with a bow, a large gift tag is attached to it with your name on it. There's one for everyone in each dorm, and if you open it you'll find:
An old, worn school uniform.
A colourful costume.
And a pamphlet with information about you, about your stay in this Academy, and a map of the layout of the school and the training grounds outside. The descriptions are vague, leaving out important details about your new super powers called "Quirks", a bland description about how you were selected to join the Academy called "VA" (no explanation what it means), and even the map has lame descriptions of locations that don't really give you a good idea of where you're staying.
Before you can start exploring, or chatting away with your neighbors, a voice rings over old intercoms. It sounds low and comforting, like a long lost friend. But there's something about that that feels.. unsettling. A feeling in your gut that this voice was anything but friendly.
"Welcome, students. You must be very confused, but I assure you I'll be able to answer all the questions you have in just a few minutes.
For now, relax, explore, and meet your new classmates who will be staying with you during this semester.
Oh, but..... whatever you do, don't enter the dining room."
The intercom cuts off, leaving you with a cryptic message to think about on top of.. everything else you're dealing with right now.]
All of you are confused, surely. "Where am I?" "What place is this?" Questions like that stir through your mind while you take in your surroundings. Something might catch your eye before anything else, though. A coloured chest tied with a bow, a large gift tag is attached to it with your name on it. There's one for everyone in each dorm, and if you open it you'll find:
An old, worn school uniform.
A colourful costume.
And a pamphlet with information about you, about your stay in this Academy, and a map of the layout of the school and the training grounds outside. The descriptions are vague, leaving out important details about your new super powers called "Quirks", a bland description about how you were selected to join the Academy called "VA" (no explanation what it means), and even the map has lame descriptions of locations that don't really give you a good idea of where you're staying.
Before you can start exploring, or chatting away with your neighbors, a voice rings over old intercoms. It sounds low and comforting, like a long lost friend. But there's something about that that feels.. unsettling. A feeling in your gut that this voice was anything but friendly.
"Welcome, students. You must be very confused, but I assure you I'll be able to answer all the questions you have in just a few minutes.
For now, relax, explore, and meet your new classmates who will be staying with you during this semester.
Oh, but..... whatever you do, don't enter the dining room."
The intercom cuts off, leaving you with a cryptic message to think about on top of.. everything else you're dealing with right now.]
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I'm not really sure what's going on, but everyone seems to have different Quirks. Or, uh, quirks at all?
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Quirks at all. Well, where I came from, every asshole except me got some kind of superpower. But we don't call them quirks. A 'quirk' is something that's defective in your personality. Like when the love interest in a movie is clumsy to show she isn't too perfect. Or being someone who likes cats. Or just generally acting like a loud and rude piece of shit to people who don't deserve it, which happens to be my quirk. Uh. So thanks for helping me out, sorry about yelling at you for no reason.
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[ Now that he's in explanation mode he's a little calmer. ]
Quirks are a thing for me, but usually I have "Manifest" - I can transform my body based on what I eat. So transformations are pretty usual for me.
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[Is it? Or was Tamaki just nice to him for five minutes when he was having a tantrum and therefore made a loyal friend forever?]
Much better than the powers they hand out to chumps with no imagination. Your basic flying, punching things hard -- pointless. Embarrassing. But they changed yours?
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It's "Liquid" now. Apparently if I drink something, I can control any of that liquid? But I last had green tea.
[ So it's probably not gonna be useful until he drinks something less...tea. ]
Um, I'm Tamaki Amajiki.
[ "Moondrinker" but he doesn't like his villain name he prefers "Suneater". ]
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[Not saying that that feels much less cool. So he can "control" all the world's Mountain Dew? Lame. But not saying so, because honestly, not writing him off and being patient with him when he's a jerk does earn you some friendship points. He's surprisingly easy like that.]
Well, at least it's not unspecified mutant crab powers. I'm Karkat Vantas.
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[ Quirks... ]
...for now, though, I guess we should look around?
[ He recognizes no one so far. ]
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[But the sting has gone out of it, he's resigned.]
Yeah, sure. This place is new to you, too, I'm guessing?
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[ But back to the crab thing. ]
I bet you could harden your skin into a sort of exoskeleton.
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[He sounds a little doubtful though - the pessimism of knowing the universe would never deign to give him a cool or useful power when he could be given a joke that makes him feel bad about himself.]
Let's put a pause on the crab thing. See, here's the thing - where I'm from, earth doesn't exactly exist anymore? Uh, I mean, there's a spare, but it's empty. So it's one thing that I was brought here, and a whole other thing that there even is a here.
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Earth...exists where I'm from? Since...I'm from Earth.
[ Not that he doesn't believe Karkat because 1) he's a good child and 2) he's a pessimist but he's not, like, paranoid...except about public speaking...and what people think of him... ]
I don't actually know what's going on.
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[Though that doesn't make sense either -- the earth is gone in every timeline but theirs. But he isn't going to try to understand it. There are others who understand much better than he does.]
No kidding, dude. If you knew what was going on but you were asking me questions about my exoskeleton I'd flip my shit right through the ceiling.
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[ HABIT...but he's looking around uncertainly. ]
That voice...I wonder who it was.
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