WEEK ONE

[lockdownmods]

[ Well that Orientation... happened. Whether you feel more informed or not, the truth remains. Here you are, within Fayflower University. You have your run of the campus, indoors and out.

There's also your tablets to play with. There are several apps-- and even a game! They didn't leave you without some entertainment. The music is a bit dated though...

And should you wish, there's still time to talk to the "staff" in a more... private setting. The office. They're not hard to find. Well-- your Professor, Han and Megumi aren't. Oswald is a bit more... difficult. ]

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Comments

[12d3]

Alright. I, uh.. I do have a nasty headache but I always have so I don't think that's actually a problem.

[im so sorry rebecca]

[unhalting]

[Stay tuned to find out?! actually I just fucked up the wording in my last tag like a champ rip (he doesn't have a problem with her bringing it up.)]

Armored assault ships and actual communications equipment, for one thing. We've got some mobile suits on board too, and an actual crew to handle maintenance but I'd be happy with even a radio here, to be honest.

[12d3]

[That gets a smile on the musician's face.]

He's kind of a jerk, though. But I like havin' him around. Whenever our drummer, Russ, is asleep, I run a tricycle over him and Del the Ghost Rapper and Noodle, our guitarist, make bets if I can jump over him or not.


I haven't been able to yet, and he threatened to jump over me last time so I think I'm gonna stop.

[unhalting]

[Honestly... it's better that Poe doesn't understand, considering how Orga grew up. Something something IBO is a series where it sucks to be a kid character.

The topic change gets him to settle down a little as his focus returns to the picture.]

My family. We all come from different backgrounds, but it's a place where we all belong.

[throwabookatit]

[ screaming interna- wait no, it's external ]

That is absolutely a problem!!

[12d3]

[2-D winces a little at the raise of her voice, and he brings up a hand to kind of slowly ruffle his own hair as he talks.]

I've had 'em since I was a kid and my mom gave me pills for 'em but the only stuff here is aspirin...

[throwabookatit]

[ IT'S FINE I FIGURED THAT'S WHAT I RAN WITH we all do good work here ]

Mobile suits? Just...what are those?

[throwabookatit]

W-well we need to get you those pills! If the teacher wants to do something nice for us, then- then he'll have to find a way to get them?!

[12d3]

[blink]


....I'm not gonna die without 'em, Miss Gales. It's okay.

[throwabookatit]

How can you be so complacent? This is about your health, you know!

[ Why are so many people just like Isabella? ]

[12d3]

Well I guess, for starters, it helps that I don't know what words like "complacent" mean.

[sometimes people just wanna watch the world burn, rebecca]

[throwabookatit]

It means you...you're just going with how things are! You need to be proactive!

[itwasfeyt]

...Since you were a kid, right?

[Forgive her, sometimes she doesn't catch onto the tone.]

Something like that would be perfect for my little cousin, not so much for me.

[unhalting]

[\o/

But ah yes. Explaining mobile suits to people who don't know about them. He's used to people just understanding what they are upon hearing the name, so it takes a bit before he answers.]

They're weapons, first of all. If I had to describe 'em, they're large, humanoid machines that we equip for combat.

[12d3]

But I'm very pro-active! I go to the gym once a week-- er, well... I used to.

[A pause.]

I haven't been really doin' any workouts since I got here... I guess I am bein' complacent, aren't I?

[chumville]

Yes, and thus far, my degree is proving itself very useful! [its not.]

I think you just can’t handle it.

[chumville]

A big assumption for a big guy, yes. As it should be. I am big.

[covertizer]

[ No....! Not the disappointment. Sorry he’s secretly a metaverse hooligan, Max. ]

Who else’s side would I be on? [ He glances over at Max’s puppy dog pawing and has to hide a grin. ] Use your knuckles - like you’re knocking on a door. You can’t judge if the sound is different if you’re not making much noise to start with.

[covertizer]

[ If his protag-charm fails him he can whip out a guitar and serenade them now. Look at what you’ve created, 2-D. ]

Assuming they’re going to keep being this generous in the long run. But if there’s another one around here somewhere, I’m sure it won’t be too hard to persuade the owner to loan it out...

[ Or. Y’know. He hopes. ]

[covertizer]

[ Oh my god Shirou, stahp. This is too pure. ]

Is that worth potential death?

[sendintheclown]

[He removes his blazer and flourishes it like a cape.]

The holy Pierrot, jester of God's own court!

[Dramatic point!]

Will you say your prayers?

[sendintheclown]

[He ponders it.]

You may be right, I can't hope to truly understand them, after all.

[sendintheclown]

My own captivity.

[sendintheclown]

Well...

[He ponders it for the moment.]

We could always play something a bit darker.

[sendintheclown]

I'll do my best.

[The pact is sealed.]