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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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- Closed To BOY DORM C -
[ As soon as Choromatsu wakes up, it's immediately apparent to him that something is wrong. What's that terrible smell? Why is it cold? Wait, this isn't his futon. Where is he--?!
With that, his eyes snap open and he jolts upright--
And he hits his head on the ceiling. ]
OW-- FU--!
[ Choro falls back onto the bed (the bunk bed?), rubbing his head. As if banging his head on the ceiling wasn't bad enough, he now has to wrack his brain to make some sense of this.
And now there's this voice coming from somewhere, talking about, among other things, students and not going into the dining room.
And as soon as the voice is done talking...
... ]
...WHAT?!
[ What's going on??? ]
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[ Eventually Choro dusts himself off and leaves the dorm. And wow this entire place just like the dorms, looking like nobody's been using it for years.
Okay, so, this is happening now. He's suddenly stuck in this abandoned-looking place with no memory of how he got here. Fantastic.
And where are his brothers?
Right now, he's just standing out in the dorm hallway, trying to read one of the maps. It's not a good map, but it's better than nothing. He really doesn't want to somehow walk into the dining room by accident and have something else horrible happen to him; this is already a shitty start to the day as it is.
And then there's the pamphlet. Guess he should probably read that now.
He tucks the map under his arm and gets the pamphlet out of his pocket and reads it.
...It doesn't take long for a look of disbelief to plaster his face. ]
...Huh?!
[ ...This has to be a skit, right? But something tells him it isn't. ]
Boys Dorm
Because of course he saw that. ]
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[ Choro shoots a glare at wherever that laughter is coming from. ]
...Can you NOT?! Now's not a good time!
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Why not?
[ He fully knows why, honestly. ]
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Because we've been kidnapped, smartass! Unless-- wait-- are you in on this?!
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[ And he falls back on the bed, laughing at Choro like it was a joke. ]
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DON'T LAUGH! THIS ISN'T FUNNY!
[ ...okay why is he still on this bed.
Choro's gonna try and climb off this bed now. He scoots over the ladder and starts to climb down it-- ]
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[ And midway through, he loses his footing on the step of the ladder and ends up plummeting down to the floor, falling hard on his ass. ]
AGH--!
[ Welp. ]
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Hey, hey, could it be you're a Pro at comedy routines?