trusthell | Induction.

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!]

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[He is mentally facepalming right now.]

Let me guess: cameras.

Possibly.

So that's a yes, then.

[He's not taking any shit today.]

If we actually go through with this apprentice thing, and learn whatever it is you want us to learn, will you let us go? Without any murder happening?

It's said that one never truly stops learning. What do you think?

I think that's a pile of lies and misdirection.

When you start learning something, there's always an end goal in mind. "I will learn how to cook this recipe." or "I will get a bachelor's degree from this school." Even vaguer ones, like "I will learn to dance" have an eventual end point, because eventually you get good enough at dancing that classes aren't going to help anymore, just practice and training.

Every lesson has an end. What is the end of this lesson?

[Ca-What now? Varric lifted a hand, clearing his throat to grab Watanuki's attention]

Mind explaining for your backwards classmates? [Since The Wordsmith wasn't very helpful earlier, he'll try asking his new friends.]

[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.

[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]

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

Says the kidnapper.

Could you guys just not do this right now?

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!

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

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]

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