Welcome.

[trustwellness]

You wake with the unshakable feeling that you shouldn't be here. Perhaps you were in the middle of something, perhaps you weren't. Either way, you're waking up in an unfamiliar location with no recollection of how you got here. The room you've woken up in is sparsely-decorated, though that might be difficult to tell at first given how nice the beds are...but eventually you'll notice a few things that are a little...off. Maybe the scent is striking you wrong - it's clean, but it's not yours. Maybe your bed back home doesn't support your back in quite this way. Maybe you should be seeing sunlight through your window by now. Maybe you should have a window in the first place. This isn't right, but leaving the room won't give you any more answers. You might want to grab the silver key sitting on your trunk on the way out. Don't worry though, you aren't all alone here. Once you step outside your room into the hallway, you'll notice that a few others are emerging from their rooms as well. It looks like they're just as confused and concerned as you are. Feel free to talk to them, but none of you know how exactly you wound up here and maybe some useful information can be found by exploring. If you follow the hallway to its end (and it's a very long hallway), you'll eventually arrive in the foyer. You'll find some very interesting information about yourselves on the wall near the clock. Perhaps even more importantly, if you look on the other side of the multi-pendulumed thing, you'll find other framed information that you might want to pay attention to. It could very well be the key to escaping this strange place, after all. Don't worry if you forget the rules, you can find them in every room of the building. Of course, search as you might, you won't find a doorway or a window of any sort. Getting out won't be so easy, it seems. But who knows? Perhaps your fellow captives have something to say about all of this. Welcome to Chronos University.

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[alchemicals]

[Well, this is not going anywhere near as he'd expected today to go.

Don't get him wrong, in some ways it's definitely an improvement, but in a lot of ways it's kind of. Alarming? Let's call it "alarming", that sounds a bit nicer than "a total confusing clusterfuck."

He'll wander out of Room 18 eventually, the back of his hair left loose and hanging down his back; he keeps running his hand back over...whatever the hell is going on with the top layers of it, though, sort of like he doesn't even know what's going on there, and even without the hair he looks like something of a hot mess – he's got what looks like a blue uniform of some sort on, though he also doesn’t look like he's wearing it properly, and while he seems a bit weirded by whatever this hallway has decided to be, he doesn't seem truly bothered until he's made a solid round of the place and has noticed that there are no goddamn doors to the outside.

That is not a good sign. Like. At all.

Of course, he's noticed that there are others here, and while he's wandering around and trying to get a feel for the place, don't be surprised if he literally collides with you in the hallways - the collision will be brief, and he'll be quick to reach out and lay his hand on your arm like he's either trying to make sure that you're steady or he's giving the world's most overfamiliar apology, depending on how strong your stature looks.]

Hey, sorry about that – wasn't paying attention, you know how it goes.

[It...sounds sincere enough, anyway, and he'll pull away quickly. No harm done, right?

Of course, if you're not there, he'll be standing around in the foyer, looking at what's here; the profiles have his attention more than the rules do – the rules are getting deadeyed for a while, but after a moment he just makes a soft, derisive noise before checking out what the profiles have to say about him.]

...This is some kind of joke, right? I mean, it's not even a good one.

[He's quiet for a moment, before - ]

Hey, you. Come look at this and tell me how accurate it is.

hallways

[introspects]

[ She is definitely surprised by the collision? Thankfully it's nothing too bad, just two strangers bumping into each other. Orihime blinks up at him, slightly disoriented but otherwise alright. She waves her hand dismissively at his apology. ]

Aha, no worries! I'm so clumsy, I'm probably the one who ran into you first--I'm sorry about that, in advance!

[alchemicals]

Oh, don't mention it - coordination's not really my strong suit, either.

[It's said easily enough; he'll back off after a moment on the armtouch front.]

As it is, it's already been kind of a long day and it's just getting started. You recognize this place at all?

profiles

[firstaid]

Oh, m-me?

[She points to herself. Huh, it's odd what she keeps hearing about the profiles not being accurate.]

I keep looking at my own profile yet I don't quite see any inaccuracies with mine. [She studies hers a little more, even squinting as if the information would change or something.]

What's inaccurate about yours, sir?

[alchemicals]

The part where I haven't had that job in years, for one, and I was never ranked that high besides. And the age is about a year off.

[Hm...]

I also don't remember caring about cats that much one way or another. They look like little gremlins, don't get me wrong, but I wouldn't say I hate them.

[He shrugs, though; looks for the girl's name on these things.]

You're a princess, though, huh? Never met one of those before, it's a pleasure. You'll have to forgive me for not bowing or anything, I've never really been too good with customs.

profiles

[uncouthhatcher]

[Yeah, sure, he'll stop looking at hot chicks for this guy.

Not.]

If y'got a problem with whatever the hell's on your thing, just get some tape like everyone else is doin' and slap it on there, dude! [...] Damn, some of these chicks are old. Not really sure how I'm feelin' about flirtin' with someone who's older than some of the shit in Johto, you know? Gotta be a mistake.

[alchemicals]

[...]

What are you, fourteen? You're the last person here who has to worry about getting laid, kid.

hallways;

[tsugomori]

[ Mikazuki doesn't even blink when he lays his hand on him and smiles a bit, not minding the physical contact in the slightest.

He'll probably reach over to try to pat the hand on his arm as well. ]

It's alright. I should have been looking out as well.

[ ... ]

So, are you just as lost as I am? Nothing here seems quite familiar.

[alchemicals]

[...You are so accommodating, good sir, but do you feel chemically weird.

He will work this out eventually.]

Oh, good, glad to see I'm not the only one who has no idea what's going on here. The whole thing's kind of a worry, yeah?

[...He says, not...legitimately sounding concerned. Maybe he's just really hard to outwardly faze, who knows.]

[matchbreaker]

[ But why does no one smell the least bit appetizing here. It's seriously started to bum Elda out as she starts to descend into long term planning, watching this guy who looks like he should be her type (well, not her type type, but you know) getting frustrated by the profiles while she herself is crouched up on whatever likely looking furniture or corner is in the Foyer.

When called over, she doesn't quite move- ]

How would I know anything about you?

[alchemicals]

[...Well, uh. Okay, that...]

...I was asking about yours, but if you'd like to come over and play a fun game of "guess how much of this is blatant lies" with mine you're more than welcome to do that.

Profiles

[chessturner]

It's mostly accurate, although there are a couple exaggerations in mine.

[Kyrie smiles a bit]

I guess yours isn't up to standards in terms of accuracy, is it?

[alchemicals]

To put it lightly.

[He shrugs, though; he seems fairly easygoing enough about it, anyway.]

Mostly the whole profession thing, haven't done that in a while.

hallways

[iaspis]

[Being collided with out of the blue definitely surprises her, considering how she tenses up, but she doesn't look particularly bothered, though she does stare for a long moment at how the touch on her arm lingers.

She doesn't pull away suddenly, though that might be because she's vaguely concerned he'll collapse on her or something.]

....Of course.

[If Kimbley is trying to get a read on her composition, he'll find something unnerving: he's completely unable to. It's almost as though she's not made of matter.]

[alchemicals]

...Whoa.

[There are a lot of things deserving of that sort of thing right now - the part where he has suddenly been confronted with a GIANT WOMAN, the part where she does not feel like a person, the part where she has a rock on her face?? ...The part where she could step on him and he'd thank her for it.

He'll pull away a bit, though, and try to resist the urge to point out that holy shit, he could climb her.]

Hell of a way to meet each other, isn't it - though I guess that could be said for this situation as a whole.

hallways

[ravagers]

Oof--

[ Vanille isn't exactly very physically sturdy, so she stumbles pretty significantly! But it's no skin off her back, and she gives him a smile once she's steadied. ]

No problem! All of this is pretty weird, so getting distracted's not a surprise for anyone.

[alchemicals]

[God, neither of us are sturdy here, but it's good to know that she didn't just kind of fall right the hell over because wow, she's cute? She's cute.]

God, tell me about it. You had a look around yet?

profiles

[iamthatsea]

[ Alani obliges! And why not open with a joke. Jokes help her focus on things that aren't all of this. ]

Sure! Yours or mine?

[alchemicals]

[For what it's worth, it amuses him; his sense of humor runs the same way, so...]

Depends. You want to look at mine and try to guess the blatant lies?

hallways

[oyashiromama]

[What an alarming thing! She keeps her footing, despite a small stumble, and shakes her head, embarrassed.]

A-aa- no, no, nothing to worry about. You did nothing wrong, I assure you. [...because Hanyuu had noticed him, she just. Is still getting used to the fact that she doesn't go right through people.]

[alchemicals]

[...Holy shit, jumpy, are you okay - ]

Hey, hey, no harm done. It happens.

[...what's...going on with your head, is it rude to ask what's going on with your head]

profiles

[feistytrader]

[...Well, he takes a good look at the profiles, and-]

They got your hair right.

[That's probably not what he meant.]

[alchemicals]

[...]

Yeah, tell me about it. The outfit's new, though - both this one and that one.

[It's not what he meant at all but you know what, he can roll with it.]

Hell if I know why they did that to my hair in the first place, anyway.

Profiles

[certaingiant]

One dislike has me surprised in that it's worthy of note - otherwise, it's completely accurate.

[With the age over two thousand, and everything. Yes.]

[alchemicals]

[Awesome, you're full of shit, good to know.]

Yeah, I've got no idea why whoever wrote these thinks I hate cats so much, but here we are.