Induction.

[wordsmithery]

Today seems to have been an exercise in providing more questions than answers. After all, aside from the rules on the walls, it's not as though there's much here that's going to help you understand what's going on, or why you're here in the first place. Some of you are angry; some are more confused than anything. Some are dealing in the best way that they know how. But perhaps one question remains at the back of mind, regardless of what you choose to make of the situation, and rightly so: Who is responsible for this? It's a question that doesn't seem to have a ready answer; after a while, though, you will receive something. It's not a solution, and it's not a way out, but it's contact – the sound of the public address system crackling to life somewhere above your heads, an indication that someone, somewhere, is aware that you're here and has something to say. 'I trust that all of you had a good night's sleep. Now that you have hopefully familiarized yourselves with your fellow Apprentices, allow me to make a formal introduction myself.' The voice is male, that much is obvious; it isn't recognizable to anyone present, however. 'Welcome and congratulations, new Apprentices of Chronos University. You have been chosen for a valuable exercise of higher learning within these walls. Both the rules and a list of your fellow Apprentices have been provided for you in several locations, and I advise that you study both very carefully. Knowing them well can only serve to help you.' 'As for my own introduction, I am the equivalent of a headmaster to this educational institution. For our time together, you may refer to me as the Wordsmith. I do hope that you all endeavor to make the most of your time spent here, however you may choose.' [OOC: You can be heard just fine through the PA system, so feel free to ask/say anything your little heart desires!]

Comments

[neverheardofhim]

On the contrary. [The most likely culprit, in Varric's eyes, is at least a thousand years old. Getting any other number would eliminate him.]

You know the age of your worst enemy, right? Might be nice not to know that he or she is responsible for this mess.

[acherontiastyx]

I mean, I think his face is a pretty big problem.

[neverheardofhim]

Yours is better? [To be fair, he isn't sure if those shadows are make-up or sleep deprivation, the point stands either way.]

Once we have a way out, we can fight over how we look, okay?

[neverheardofhim]

And I don't need any of this bullshit, but here I am. [If he finds a bottle of alcohol, he's sharing. Don't argue.]

[foundfate]

[Oh right. Watanuki knows about the multiverse already (thnx Yuuko), and some people might be from worlds that don't have technology like that.]

It's, er...kind of like a small box, but it records- it watches everything you do and shows that to someone else in another location.

[iaspis]

[Gems don't even have a concept of alcohol, so this will go hilariously.]

The sooner we can find where this... "Wordsmith" is hiding, the better.

[acherontiastyx]

My face is great and also I don't have to look at it outside of a mirror.

...but yeah, yeah, the most punchable face in the building is the Wordsmith, he goes first, everyone else goes second.

[he sounds kind of pouty, because he wants to punch more people.]

[uncouthhatcher]

[Look at all you important people with your important questions and serious inquires. And Lusamine and Guzma.

Wonderful people. Such priorities here. Let's continue the Pokémon tradition of not having those!!]

Yo, Smitty! Mind pushin' back the curfew a little? Midnight oughta be our "night," don'tcha think? We ain't a buncha kids yanno!

[wordsmithery]

I would rather not.

[wordsmithery]

That's not something I'm going to tell you.

[uncouthhatcher]

Got a good reason for that?

[sportadork]

Don't you think you should go to bed a little sooner than that? [just quietly trying to prevent poor decision-making tonight i guess.]

[wordsmithery]

Among other things, I already set that time in the rules and it's too late to waste time changing it.

Additionally, I simply don't want to.

[uncouthhatcher]

Dude, no way! Stayin' up past midnight's the teenage experience! I go to bed at at least two.

[i'm so sorry, sportacus..!!!]

[uncouthhatcher]

[YOU'RE AN ASSHOLE IS WHAT HE'S HEARIN]

Alright, lazybones, new question: The hell's with the lack of washin' machines? I ain't givin' up on the curfew thing, but I've got an idea on how to wear you down about that later.

[... As in, he's probably going to call the hell out of you at ""night"" so you'll eventually give in and make night midnight.]

[byday]

I'm not sure you'd see a whole lot of nightlife here anyway.

[fuck he's gotta adjust his whole fucking sleeping schedule fuck all of you]

[neverheardofhim]

[Varric wrinkled his nose. The idea of the device didn't bother him, so much as the very act of being watched. Especially with this asshole at the reins.]

So... he can see this then? [Varric held up a middle-finger and directed it toward one of the boxes he spotted]

[uncouthhatcher]

[HE'S TRYIN REAL HARD, BRUCE!!!! FOR ALL OF THEM.]

Yeah, that's another thing, the hell's with the lack of windows here? I want a view of something, even if all the ladies here are pretty damn nice to look at themselves.

[wordsmithery]

Yes, and for the record that's quite impolite.

[sportadork]

[he is having a goddamn stroke.]

If you go to sleep too late here, you might sleep through something interesting during the day! [LIKE MURDER]

[introspects]

...But...why not?

[uncouthhatcher]

Says the kidnapper.

[wordsmithery]

Because how you got here is irrelevant. The fact is that you are all here and will remain so for whatever time period the exercise proves to last.

[uncouthhatcher]

[I AM SO SORRY SPORTACUS!!!!]

There ain't a single thing that's interestin' on this floor, my man, no reason not to! Build an arcade or something like that and I'll start goin' to bed early.

[neverheardofhim]

[Here's hoping they find a bar at some point. Or at least a well-stocked cabinet.]

Be sure to check high shelves, for me. I'll keep an eye on mouse holes for you.