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

[acherontiastyx]

Oh, sure, you can say it's unwise for me when you're on the other end of a speaker. I bet you just know you'd get wrecked.

[wordsmithery]

If that is what helps you sleep at night, by all means go ahead and believe that.

[acherontiastyx]

Nah, I think the fact that your face isn't caved in is gonna put a damper on that.

[wordsmithery]

You can threaten all that you like, but your hostility might be better served aimed elsewhere.

[acherontiastyx]

And what, follow your dumb little rules?

Nah, I think I'll pass, because they suck.

[wordsmithery]

That's your choice to make, and one suiting 'Rebellious'. You should hope that your fellow Apprentices feel the same.

[acherontiastyx]

I'm sure I can do a little convincing if necessary.

...what even is up with the titles, though?

[wordsmithery]

Do you disagree with yours? I find them a suitable form of identification.

[acherontiastyx]

Well, no, and I guess it's easier than figuring out how to pronounce God of Spell My Name with an Equals Sign, but it's weird.

[stepout]

She prefers to be called "Hanyuu."

[ ... ]

And the equals sign isn't pronounced. Just so you know.

[acherontiastyx]

...okay that makes everything so much easier, because that was confusing the heck out of me.

[...where is she well okay he'll just yell it]

HEY, HANYUU, SORRY FOR GETTING YOUR NAME WRONG.

[oyashiromama]

[SHE JUMPS WHY IS SOMEONE YELLING HER NAME JESUS--]

O-oh-- [she's across the room so she'll just--] YOU HAVE NO REASON TO APOLOGIZE, SIR, IT WAS OUT OF YOUR HANDS.

[#winning]

[acherontiastyx]

YEAH I GUESS IT WASN'T. MAYBE YOU SHOULD PUT UP SOME DUCT TAPE WITH THE EASIER ONE ON IT? I DON'T KNOW.

[oyashiromama]

THAT IS ACTUALLY A VERY GOOD IDEA, AND I WILL DO JUST THAT. THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

[acherontiastyx]

YEAH I THINK IT'S IN STORAGE OR SOMETHING? THAT SEEMS LIKE WHERE IT WOULD BE.

ANYWAY NO SWEAT.