Awaken...

[lockdownmods]

[ Everything still feels a bit hazy when you pull yourself out of bed this morning. Bed... not all of you may remember going to bed. It may take several long minutes for that feeling to die down. Several things may seem immediately wrong. But even if the basics are familiar-- there's a sort of uneasy feeling of wrongness that lingers as you come to. That feeling will probably never go away entirely.

Attached to your wrist is a small plastic wristband, almost like a watch, but without the numbers. Try as you might, it won't come off. For those of you who are familiar, it is designed with an uncanny familiarity to a Fitbit.

And then there's your current abode-- the room is fully furnished for one person-- and you are in fact alone, which may be a relief... or a great concern. The basics are all there: desk, lamp, bed, closet...

As the little things go though, it's almost completely bare of any personal flare. No personal effects at all...

With one exception.

On the desk sits a black tablet. And almost immediately after you find it, the thing starts going off one rapid fire 'ding' after another. Check it out and you will find several messages have popped up on the screen for you to scan through. The source and the content is... well. As questionable as everything else this morning I'd say. ]

meguman22922 ▼   X

meguman22922: mornin'! hope you slept well. meguman22922: orientation will be held in the main classroom in an hour. that's in the school building on the 1st floor meguman22922: but first you should introduce yourself. the others should be waking up about now too. meguman22922: you're in the dorms now, so dont forget to check the maps meguman22922: the tablet can help you with that. anything else, we'll get to at orientation. so! see you in an hour! :D

[ It would seem that you have much to investigate. Perhaps discussing it with these "others" may be the most beneficial way to proceed for now. At the very least there is a promise of answers in the near future. Whether or not they'll be to your liking though... highly doubtful at this stage, really. But who knows! Going back to school (or to school for your first time) can't be so bad, right? ]

Comments

[whatsmytalentagain]

Huh...?

[Something definitely isn't right. He was somewhere else for a moment... A brief millisecond of a moment... And now he's waking up in some weird bed?]

What the?

[He flips through the content on the tablet, but it only raises more questions than answers. And he wants answers.

He'll wander outside the dorms first, looking for any "others" he might be able to talk to.]

Hello? Is anyone out there?

[sendintheclown]

[Wherever he wanders to, a lively sort soon springs out from the blue.]

Just the question I’d expect! [Minus points for originality.] Here is your answer!

[With a bounce, Gogol positions himself on one leg with his arms in the air. Take a good look at him, kid.]

[whatsmytalentagain]

Woah! Okay.

[Hello, weird person posing in front of him, you caught him off guard.]

I... [He shakes his head and tries to regain his composure.] Okay, you have any idea where we are or what's going on?

[sendintheclown]

[He makes no attempt to suppress his laughter as he talks.]

Not a clue!

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Dear lord, this guy's a creepy weirdo.]

Great... That makes two of us.

[sendintheclown]

Why, you sound rather down about it.

[whatsmytalentagain]

Heh... You're not?

[sendintheclown]

Of course not! Can’t you tell?

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I... yes.

[Give Poe an moment to check the profiles.... oh this is the kid with all the redacteds on his.]

Ah.... Amami-san, correct?

[It's not been too long since Poe's spoke Japanese. So he hopefully shouldn't be too rusty, right?]

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Uh... That's concerning...]

Yeah, how do you know my... Name.

[His eyes drift to the tablet that guy's holding.... Was there something he overlooked?]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

How do I... ah. Of course. You must not have checked the tablet. It has profiles of what I presume to be everyone here on it.

[Just give Poe an second to scroll to Rantaro's and present it to him.]

Do you have any idea why your profile has so many things redacted on it? It's completely unique among all the others.

[whatsmytalentagain]

Redacted...? Hang on a sec.

[He looks at the profiles on his own tablet, and sure enough.]

The hell? What's with all the censorship?

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I.... honestly have no idea. It's rather ridiculous how much is redacted.

[There's not much they can do about that though.]

I suppose that's one more thing to add to the ever growing list of questions to ask once 'Orientation' happens.

[whatsmytalentagain]

Yeah...

And these titles? They kinda remind me of that Super High School Level Initiative back at home...

[He scrolls down past his own profile, eyes scanning the various titles presented.] Except I doubt half of these are actual talents... Huh?

[He finds the profile of the man he's talking to... And the strange name attached to it.]

... Are you... Really Edgar Allen Poe?

[itwasfeyt]

Sure are! A lot of people, even!

[A lot of people who she's stumbled into. At least this guy looks a little normal?]

Hey, can I ask you something?

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Normal as he can be, it seems.]

Yeah, I can see that now... But I was gonna ask some questions myself, so sure.

[itwasfeyt]

Don't worry, you can go after me.

I just wanted to ask... if you remember anything from before waking up here? [It's weird, but hang on, she's trying to go somewhere with this.]

[whatsmytalentagain]

[He nods before taking a moment to think...]

Well, if I'm perfectly honest, the last thing I remember was traveling through Northern Europe... I do a lot of traveling, you see, taking my old man's boat out to see the world and help him out with his buisness... But then I remember being somewhere completely different all of a sudden before waking up here.

[He pauses, trying to remember details.] ... Weird thing is, I couldn't say much about that last place. It's like it flashed before my eyes for a sec.

[itwasfeyt]

...So that means you weren't in school, or on a bus?

[An important detail, clearly.]

[ososoi]

[ Okay, so Osomatsu decided to try and chew off his 'FitBit'. So there's that. ]

[ But when Rantaro asks that question, Oso just looks up without taking his teeth off the thing. ]

Hurh?

[whatsmytalentagain]

...

[Well, that's a first impression.]

Uh... Hey. I don't think that's gonna work.

[ososoi]

Rrrrrgh... [ Fortunately, Oso's not gonna spend the entire conversation doin that, so he just stops biting the 'FitBit'. ]

I can't get this thing off! What else am I supposed to do?!

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Well... Yeah, Rantaro can't get his off either, but he's not gonna eat it.]

I dunno, spend more time thinking about where we are and how we're gonna get outta here? I think that might be a bit more important than the fitbit right now.

[ososoi]

Don't you think I already know that? [ Then why were you chewing on your 'FitBit'? ] Look, have you seen my brothers? They all look like me so ya can't miss 'em!

[whatsmytalentagain]

[Oh, geez... He slowly shakes his head.]

Sorry, I haven't seen anyone who looks like you... I could keep an eye out for them though, if ya want. [You know what? Missing siblings are a good cause. He better try to help.]

How many of them should I look out for? Do any of them have, like, small differences? Don't wanna mistake you for one of your missing brothers.