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

[donotlick]

[ Hank smirks. Anybody who calls their home a shithole can't be too bad. ]

Shit, that's some far future from me. It was only 2038 back home.

[unhalting]

[Solidarity for people from shithole homes!!]

It was 325 for me. [something something calendar change] Not gonna lie though, never even really put much thought about how different things must've been in the past.

[donotlick]

Damn. Shit must've gone bad if they changed the fucking calendar.

[ Wow... ]

Kinda figured we'd be in space in a few hundred years, but it sounds like shit got fucked somewhere along the way, huh?

[unhalting]

Guess things could've probably went better, yeah. But it is what it is. Just gotta survive however we can.

Besides, things don't sound too peachy for you either. [People don't call their home shitholes for nothing, after all.]

[donotlick]

Yeah, well, you know how it is.

[ He shrugs. #relatable ]

The richer get rich and the rest of us get the fucking scraps. Doesn't help that androids are taking people's jobs left and right. Don't even get me started on the shit with Russia.

[unhalting]

Sounds familiar. [Or at least, the part about everyone else just getting the scraps is close enough. And while political situations are more up Miss Merribit's or Kudelia's alley, he might as well ask.]

What, are things gearin' up for war?

[donotlick]

Sure are. Nobody can decide who the fucking Arctic belongs to, and that's kinda where most of the thirium comes from, so it's prime real estate for whoever can claim it.

It's all a bunch of bullshit, if you ask me.

[unhalting]

Thirium? [He's never heard of it, but Orga's kind of getting used to that now. But it's only natural people would want to control an important resource -- he knows that all too well.]

Can't blame 'em for wanting it, though I wouldn't know about picking a fight that big.

[donotlick]

It's the shit they used to make blue blood -- the stuff that makes androids run. Some people use it to make drugs too. Red ice, it's called.

[ It's all bullshit!! Hank is so #done. ]

Yeah, everybody's got ships and shit up there like maybe if they wave their dicks around, the other side will back off. It's a fucking mess.