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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.]
dining room
Because places like this -- with things to hide, so many people to mess around with -- she's bad at leaving them alone, in her own way. So here she is.
So now there's two of them loitering. She might try to peek in at some point, but she's certainly contrary enough not to address the other elephant outside the room.]
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[...Said a man who looked annoyed he'd been told not to do something.]
Would you agree?
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[Mei gives him a look that's just a little curious, though she otherwise gives her opinion with an almost pleasant patience. Or maybe it's distraction. She's watching the room.]
But it's possible the P.A. system is set up in there.
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[oh jesus lucian christ here we go.]
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[I'm sorry you chose this girl to ask for an explanation because we might be here for a very long time before a satisfactory explanation is produced.]
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1/2
2/2
I don't think any of us are, here.
[Despite the words, she still sounds perfectly calm, contemplative.]
What do you recognize...?
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[short, sweet, and to the point.]
None of this is like anything I would recognize.
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This is a school, in Japan.
[Enunciated carefully, watchfully, though it's less like she's patronizing him and more like she's taking care to see if he's pulling her leg or something. Because like. What?? Today is already extremely today and it doesn't seem the time for more ridiculousness, but here they are.]
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[he's either a very good actor, concussed, or completely sincere.]
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Maybe it's a good thing they're in a place of learning.]
The country to the east of China, south of Korea, in the Pacific Ocean.
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They exist, just like this school exists, and P.A. systems exist.
How about you?