myvillainacademy | ORIENTATION

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.]

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I. BOY DORM B

[ Wow hi people he doesn't know (and Todoroki). Tamaki deals fabuously well with strangers as you can tell by him rolling off his bed and eventually going to...stand right up against a wall with his forehead leaning on it, murmuring to himself.

It's fine, this is fine. ]

...They're all...potatoes...

[ IT'S NOT WORKING, THEY'RE STILL TERRIFYING, WHY PUBLIC SPEAKING! ]

II. HALLWAYS

[ He can also be found walking around reading that pamphlet and murmuring. ]

...That's not right?

[ THIS IS NOT HIS QUIRK.... ]

III. COURTYARD

[ He'll hang out on one of the benches by the fountain, not minding how overgrown everything is and mostly looking like he was trying to avoid the crowd of people...

Not that you have to adhere to his avoidance. ]

IV. WHEREVER

[ But throw me whatever you want! If you want to run into a nervous wreck anywhere trying to stay in corners and more or less looking like he's two seconds from a panic attack, Tamaki is Here For You. ]

[Mirio's been wandering a while...speaking with the others and just trying his best to handle things one at a time. It's going about as well as it usually does, though he's struggling to really find any information that tells him anything. He's mostly stressed about the Quirk situation...because if there's something up here that's swapping peoples' Quirks around...

He doesn't have much time to dwell on it, all of that cast aside when he catches sight of someone very familiar trying his hardest to avoid everyone else. The relief he feels is almost as palpable as his concern as he rushes over, finally letting his expression relax after forced calm most of the morning.]

Tama!

[ Oh thank GOD one of the few people (...the only people?) who Tamaki can actually chill the fuck out around when he's not in serious crisis mode...

Tamaki is on his feet in two seconds flat, expression one of pure relief. ]

Mirio! What's going on?

[ Why would Mirio know? Because...Mirio ]

I would tell you if I knew.

[Which probably isn't what Tamaki wants to hear...sorry. But Mirio is just as relieved to see him, putting his hands on his shoulders and then moving them down to his forearms, as if feeling to make sure he's really...you know, there.]

You read the pamphlets already, didn't you?

Yes...but, Mirio, it says I have some different quirk. And nothing I've eaten today will come back up.

[ He means he can't make hooves or wings or anything. :( Despite having, you know, lots of weird crap for breakfast as usual. ]

I know. Mine...says something similar.

[He's more worried about Tamaki than himself right now though, pulling his hands from his arms so he can reach for one of his hands instead, gently bringing it close so he can turn it over to look at it, palm up.]

You're sure? You can't activate it at all? What did you eat this morning?

Well, some beef of course, and clams, and then some chicken wings...

[ Look. When you have to eat based on your quirk, you at weird meals. ]

But none of them come back. It says I should be able to control liquids instead...if I drink them.

[ He's Unsure if he wants to try this fountain water, Mirio. ]

[Yeah no he wouldn't ask you to, please don't drink that.

Mirio sighs, gritting his teeth behind his lips for a long moment as he considers his..."Quirk". It's not a terrible power by any means, but it isn't his.

It's not a relief like he imagined it might be.]

It says I should be able to create invisible forcefields. Obviously I can't...reach it easily.

[It's like starting over from scratch as a child just learning what your Quirk is.]

Tama, whatever's going on here, it has to be the work of a Villain. We'll be able to pull more information out of them once they show themselves, and they will. It's going to be alright.

[ Okay he was CONSIDERING drinking it but kept going "hm...no". Tamaki has put a lot of weird crap into his stomach over the years...this is just more liquid-based than solid-base now. ]

Can you feel anything?

[ From the quirk he apparently now has. Tamaki's at least calmer than he has been all day in Mirio's presence... ]

I...

[Mirio looks troubled, still holding Tamaki's hand even though he probably has no reason to any longer.]

I don't know. I'm not really sure what I'd be looking to feel, you know? Permeation was...well, you know.

[As easy as breathing.]

It's just as likely that this information isn't true. It could be a distraction, or something...but I guess it would be kindof silly to not try, wouldn't it?

[He laughs.]

[ Okay no he TOTALLY has a reason to. The reason is it makes Tamaki feel better about life. They could even transition this to mutual handholding...consider that. ]

We should both try them out. If that's what we're stuck with right now...

[ They should at least learn the ins and outs as quickly as they can. ]

Er...if we can find me something to drink.

[ He glances at the fountain water again. ]

[All Mirio wants is for Tamaki to feel better about life, okay. If handholding is what needs to happen to get him there then he'll hold his hand for the rest of time, thank you very much.

Tamaki is totally allowed to make this a mutual thing too, especially since Mirio isn't letting go...

He does see the way Tamaki looks at the fountain again, Mirio's complexion paling.]

...if we're expected to be kept here for any amount of time, I'm sure we'll have something better to drink than stagnant water from a rusty fountain.

[He doesn't want you to be poisoned??]

[ Okay he'll just SUAVELY interlace their fingers. Look at him go. (It's less suavely and more shyly.) ]

We can try to find another source...except apparently not in the dining room?

[ FOR...SOME REASON? ]

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IT'S OKAY HE FOUND HIS BOY!!!

HE DID HE FOUND HIM

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