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

[throwabookatit]

Oh, for the love of-- because we've all been kidnapped, you daft dobber. [ With every word, her voice rises, and as he backs away? She takes a step further. ] You are not the only one who's woken up unawares, understand?!

[destroythefuture]

[Oh my god, daft dobber, that's a new one. He tries to back off, he's outmatched]

Well...uh... [Right, it sounds like he's not the only one trapped here against his will, there? He's not sure why Robinson would do such a thing, but...ehy, this is a good opportunity to get some help for his plans. That man has wronged at least one person other than him!]

Wait, I got it! If you know nothing, then that means we got a common enemy. We gotta work together!

[throwabookatit]

[ She rolls her eyes, very pointedly. ]

Oh, what could've given you that idea? Yes, there's been a mass kidnapping.

[destroythefuture]

Mass kidn-- [Okaaay, that's moving pretty far from his nemesis' modus operandi of being a goody-two-shoes improving the world] How many did you say were here?

[Maybe mass kidnapping is an exaggeration! He hopes]

[throwabookatit]

Counting you and myself? Twenty-six, if this...bloody stupid list is correct.

[ Idly waves the tablet. ]

[destroythefuture]

Twenty-six?

[Okay, that's pretty strange. Huh. Okay, think for a moment, hat guy. Twenty-six people got kidnapped, it's unlikely Mr. Keep Moving Forward had anything to do with it...

...well all he's sure about is that he just got himself into a big heaping of trouble and this time he has no idea how things got to this point]

This is nonsense! They can't just kidnap twenty-something people and put them in--in-- [...in...what was this place, again? The tablet mentions classrooms, so...] --any random school. I'm going to talk to the principal!

[Having decided his course of actions, he walks away, clearly displeased about everything. Feel free to follow him!]

[throwabookatit]

[ Well, at least he's...on the same page now. ]

Ah- ex-excuse me, hold on, do you even know where to go?

[ follow away! ]

[destroythefuture]

I don't! [Don't say it so categorically, man!] It doesn't matter, I'll find the principal, and when I find them, I will...I will... [He raises a finger as if he was going to declare something very important, and deflates when he realizes he doesn't know what to say] ...I dunno what I'll say...

[Obviously something about being let go from this university, but wording is important, and this guy isn't exactly a wordsmith]

[throwabookatit]

[ With a roll of her eyes, it's Rebecca to the rescue. ] How about something like how this is inhumane and you won't stand for it?

[destroythefuture]

Yeah, exactly! And if they keep doing it, I will...I will sue them!

[More like he'll bluff his socks off, because it's not like he can do anything else. He'll bluff all he can and hope they believe him]

[throwabookatit]

...Uh-huh. [ Oh god he's this kind of guy... ] Look, I'm of the same opinion as you, but maybe the people who kidnapped so many aren't interested in something like money?

[destroythefuture]

What else would they want? In movies that's what criminals want.

[He wants to believe it'd be as simple as that, if he ever was forced to deal with this more than he'd like to]

[throwabookatit]

Criminals aren't always like in movies, mister. A mass kidnapping like this seems like they're after something else.

[destroythefuture]

Like what? What else could they want?

[It sounds to him like you have an inkling what it could be, yep]

[throwabookatit]

Well, uh... [ Here's a snag. ] There...there could be all sorts of reasons! I just...don't quite know what they are, yet.

[destroythefuture]

How disappointing...

[He was looking forward to finding out what Rebecca had in mind he can't avoid but feel disappointed. It shows in his face for a moment beore he decides it's not that big of a deal]

It doesn't matter anyway. We have to get out and that's all we have to worry about. Their reasons are none of my concern!

[Pretty telling he says 'my concern', because yeah. All he cares is about getting out]

[throwabookatit]

[ Haha, wow. Self-centered, much. ]

I suppose they aren't. ...Do you really know where you're going, by the way, mister...?