ORIENTATION

[allforevil]

[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.]

Comments

[iseedollpeople]

Then maybe you were named after him.

[It might be the first time she's really heard of someone being named after a pen name, but the world is vast, as their present circumstances are starting to show. She's been learning more about that recently, but this sure is a crash course.]

I was born after the wars, so... there were other things.

[To explore, to worry about, who knows.]

[notbymyside]

Maybe.

[And there's another jump in her logic. He's beginning to notice the jumps, and he takes a moment to try to work backwards and see where that sentence came from.]

Do you...were you named after someone?

[iseedollpeople]

I wasn't. But my name might be bad luck.

[There's a lighter lilt to that, even if it doesn't sound like a joke, either way.]

[notbymyside]

Luck is subjective. And even if it wasn't, 'Mei' is a common enough of a name to be neutral in luck.

[iseedollpeople]

Misaki.

[That seems to be her entire opinion on the subject.]

[notbymyside]

[Ah. A family curse, then.]

I still have my doubts.

[A curse on a family can't be real, right? Then again, magical powers are real, so maybe someone is targeting the family as a curse...or something.]

[iseedollpeople]

[A tilt of the head -- unsmiling, but there's something almost amused in it all the same when she meets his eye.]

... If you'd like. It's not the sort of thing that would be affected by belief, anyway.