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]

Fair point. [Varric is far more inclined to be agreeable once someone else has agreed with him. Especially if that agreement was keeping from a fight breaking out.]

Tell you what, I'll let you have the first punch.

[introspects]

Well... [ It's pretty relevant, actually. But it doesn't seem like the Wordsmith is going to tell her. ]

Um, could you at least tell me if we're still in Japan or not?

[wordsmithery]

I could, but no.

[introspects]

[ ...okay. Time to get even more serious. ]

Is there a reason why you're withholding this information from us, Wordsmith-san?

[wordsmithery]

Because I find it irrelevant to the situation at hand.

[foundfate]

Could you guys just not do this right now?

[wordsmithery]

...That may have been a moderate oversight on my part.

[uncouthhatcher]

No! I'm gonna do it right now 'cause this guy's an asshole and he ain't a hot babe so I ain't gonna hold back!

[...........]

Also, he kidnapped me to a school! Of all the places, it's the lamest! What the hell! What kinda bore kidnaps people to attend his shitty school!

[uncouthhatcher]

[......... you are not as much of an asshole as you could've been, but that's not saying a ton]

So can we expect some soon or what. 'Cause this jacket is not cheap enough to be handwashed.

[foundfate]

Of all the things to complain about here, THAT'S what bothers you?!

[introspects]

I think that's pretty relevant information.

[feistytrader]

...It's just a hoodie, Gold.

[uncouthhatcher]

I almost wanna say that I couldn't believe you'd say that to my face, Silver, but it's you.

[fuckin forest child has not a single Fashion Sense smh]

This is a designer hoodie! And it's new! It's gotta be taken care of properly, and that means not washin' it by hand!

[wordsmithery]

I don't. And considering our respective positions, I'm afraid my opinion on the matter overrules yours.

[uncouthhatcher]

Is this the only way he could get anyone here? 'Cause lookin' at the kinda rooms he's got, I can see why.

[what kinda schools got a fuckin LIBRARY

THERE'S NOT EVEN A PLACE TO BATTLE? THIS PLACE SUCKS]

[feistytrader]

I thought hand washing was gentler than a washing machine.

[#priorities]

[uncouthhatcher]

Sure, but listen: I'm definitely mess it up somehow if I do it by hand, so I'd rather just have a machine that'll do everythin' right for me.

[he knows his limits and "washing designer clothes by hand" is one]

[feistytrader]

You're talking about it like it's hard.

[Hand washing your clothes is easy, Gold-]

[uncouthhatcher]

[OH MY GOD]

Fine! You wash my clothes for me! [be a good wife???] I'll cook for you in exchange, I guess.

[..... he'll be the good wife????]

[feistytrader]

Deal.

[We're both the good wives]

[introspects]

...Wordsmith-san, this sounds more like a captive situation than a trust exercise.

[wordsmithery]

Technically, you are correct. But there's no reason that it can't be both. Besides that, you're free to leave at any time in accordance with Rule Seven.

[introspects]

[ Rule Seven-- ]

...So...nobody can leave until someone...dies?

[wordsmithery]

Was that not made clear enough in the rules? My apologies, I thought it was straightforward.

[introspects]

Why are you forcing us to do this?