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Claremont Academy Quest (Mutants and Masterminds Quest)
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Issue 4: Arrival
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You arrive outside of the Claremont Academy grounds, at the base of a hill, surrounded by forests, next to a bus stop. You see that there is an old stone gate with a banner hanging above it that says "WELCOME NEW STUDENTS!" In bold lettering. Various other cars have pulled up, with students milling about. Already, you can see the sheer breadth of students milling about
"Will you be all right honey?" You mother says, as your father gets out of the car to begin unloading your luggage.
"Yeah." You say, steeling yourself, nervousness filling your belly as you stare out at the crows of students. "I, I think I'll be OK."
You already got some information about the way that Claremont is run from the materials you were sent by the headmaster. Freshmen and Sophomores will have to share rooms with assigned roommates, while upperclassmen get rooms to themselves. You're a bit nervous about having to share space with someone like that, but you hope that, maybe, you can become friends.
"Well all right. If you have any troubles whatsoever, be sure to tell one of the teachers." She says, with a small smile. A lifetime in academia had caused your mom to be perhaps a bit to charitable about teachers, but you'd see.
"Yeah, and remember to call!" Your dad says, grunting slightly from exertion as he pulls a plastic bin out of the trunk.
You take a step out of the car, into the crowd. You see across the mass of classmates that there are some students with badges on, Orientation Helpers, they say. You adjust your glasses and take in the looks of the upperclassmen.
Interested in helping new students. Thinks of Claremont as a home. Looking at new students reminds her that she is going to graduate soon. Sad that she will graduate soon.
Oh. Well, that's somewhat helpful at least.
Bored out of his mind. Here for the extra credit.
That's more in line with what you expected honestly.
Well, as you wait for everyone to arrive, and while your dad begins to move your stuff onto a set of pallets, you have a choice to make. Do you want to be social, maybe make some friends? Or do you just awkwardly stand off to the side.
[x] Awkwardly hide behind a nearby lamppost
-It won't hide you, but, well... No, it just won't hide you.
[x] Stand there frozen
-Has the benefit of simplicity, no effort needed!
[x] Follow your dad like a baby duck
-He's familiar, he's safe, you'll just follow! and uh, not help.
[x] ...Try to be social?
-Oh god. Oh god. Please no.
-Who do you go and try to talk to?
- [x] There's a handsome blonde boy standing off to the side, awkwardly looking at his phone. He doesn't seem to be with anyone. That's good!
- [x] There's a crowd of kids awkwardly introducing themselves, it's not like you could make it more awkwardyes you totally could
- [x] There's a boy who looks willowy and tall, who is conspicuously dressed in what look like very obviously foreign clothing, you could talk to them!
- [x] There's a girl who is showing off her prosthetic arm- Is that a laser canon!?
- [x] There's a redheaded girl that everyone seems to be giving a bit of a wide berth, you think you recognize her form somewhere...?
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Hopefully the formatting I tried to do carries over. You also now get your first taste of Hannah's cold-reading, and her crippling social anxiety! Hooray!
You arrive outside of the Claremont Academy grounds, at the base of a hill, surrounded by forests, next to a bus stop. You see that there is an old stone gate with a banner hanging above it that says "WELCOME NEW STUDENTS!" In bold lettering. Various other cars have pulled up, with students milling about. Already, you can see the sheer breadth of students milling about
"Will you be all right honey?" You mother says, as your father gets out of the car to begin unloading your luggage.
"Yeah." You say, steeling yourself, nervousness filling your belly as you stare out at the crows of students. "I, I think I'll be OK."
You already got some information about the way that Claremont is run from the materials you were sent by the headmaster. Freshmen and Sophomores will have to share rooms with assigned roommates, while upperclassmen get rooms to themselves. You're a bit nervous about having to share space with someone like that, but you hope that, maybe, you can become friends.
"Well all right. If you have any troubles whatsoever, be sure to tell one of the teachers." She says, with a small smile. A lifetime in academia had caused your mom to be perhaps a bit to charitable about teachers, but you'd see.
"Yeah, and remember to call!" Your dad says, grunting slightly from exertion as he pulls a plastic bin out of the trunk.
You take a step out of the car, into the crowd. You see across the mass of classmates that there are some students with badges on, Orientation Helpers, they say. You adjust your glasses and take in the looks of the upperclassmen.
Interested in helping new students. Thinks of Claremont as a home. Looking at new students reminds her that she is going to graduate soon. Sad that she will graduate soon.
Oh. Well, that's somewhat helpful at least.
Bored out of his mind. Here for the extra credit.
That's more in line with what you expected honestly.
Well, as you wait for everyone to arrive, and while your dad begins to move your stuff onto a set of pallets, you have a choice to make. Do you want to be social, maybe make some friends? Or do you just awkwardly stand off to the side.
[x] Awkwardly hide behind a nearby lamppost
-It won't hide you, but, well... No, it just won't hide you.
[x] Stand there frozen
-Has the benefit of simplicity, no effort needed!
[x] Follow your dad like a baby duck
-He's familiar, he's safe, you'll just follow! and uh, not help.
[x] ...Try to be social?
-Oh god. Oh god. Please no.
-Who do you go and try to talk to?
- [x] There's a handsome blonde boy standing off to the side, awkwardly looking at his phone. He doesn't seem to be with anyone. That's good!
- [x] There's a crowd of kids awkwardly introducing themselves, it's not like you could make it more awkward
- [x] There's a boy who looks willowy and tall, who is conspicuously dressed in what look like very obviously foreign clothing, you could talk to them!
- [x] There's a girl who is showing off her prosthetic arm- Is that a laser canon!?
- [x] There's a redheaded girl that everyone seems to be giving a bit of a wide berth, you think you recognize her form somewhere...?
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Hopefully the formatting I tried to do carries over. You also now get your first taste of Hannah's cold-reading, and her crippling social anxiety! Hooray!
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[x] ...Try to be social?
- [x] There's a girl who is showing off her prosthetic arm- Is that a laser canon!?
If it's Rebecca that she won't notice our social awkwardness. Perhaps it will even give Hannah confidence when she realizes that she is not the only person here who does not communicate well with people.
- [x] There's a girl who is showing off her prosthetic arm- Is that a laser canon!?
If it's Rebecca that she won't notice our social awkwardness. Perhaps it will even give Hannah confidence when she realizes that she is not the only person here who does not communicate well with people.
Issue 5: Hello!
Underlake
Tabletop Game Nerd
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- America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[x] ...Try to be social?
- [x] There's a girl who is showing off her prosthetic arm- Is that a laser canon!?
You square you shoulders and take a deep breath in, and begin to walk towards the girl with the super cool robot arm. You can do this!
"Hello!"
Oh no, you can't do this!
You freeze for a moment, and just stare at the girl. She's currently wearing a tank-top and the school uniform pants, with the shirt tied around her waist like a belt, and the tie hanging loose. Her hair is a bright red, and is in a rough looking bob that falls roughly to her shoulders. One of her arms is normal, but the other one looks sleek, and high tech, with various panels and seems. Rather than the normal school shoes, she seems to be wearing some sort of thick metal boots, and a pair of goggles rests on her head.
Curious as to who you are. Wonders if you would like to hear about her inventions. Is likely somewhere on the spectrum.
"Uh, hello." You respond, looking down towards your feet.
"Who are you?" She asks, her head tilting slightly. "Would you like to hear about my babies?"
Babies!? Her what!?
Refers to her inventions as babies.
Oh, that makes more sense. Wait, oh god, she's actually talking with you! What do you say!?
"Uh, sure." You say. Yes! Conversation achieved.
"OK!" She says, and she quickly begins talking at a rapid speed, explaining the functions of her various devices. Apparently her goggles possess a constant internet connection, as well as enhanced zoom functionality for working on small projects, and the metal boots she's wearing have rockets, literal rockets in them, that allow her to fly.
"D-do you have a parachute or anything, in case you fall?" You ask her, concerned somewhat.
"Nope!" She exclaims, her slightly nasal voice cheerful in it's inflection. "Haven't had the time? Why?"
"Well, you could fly up really high with your rocket boots, and then they could fail?"
She taps her chin for a moment, her face scrunching up in thought.
"That's true! Good idea random stranger!"
That's right, you didn't actually introduce yourself, conversation un-achieved?
"I-I'm Hannah." You say, looking at the ground again as a blush of embarrassment covers your face. She probably thinks you're an idiot now!
Mostly still thinking about her inventions. Thinks you had a good idea. Wants to talk more with you.
Huh!?
"I'm Rebecca! Please do not give me any nicknames, not even ones based on my name!" She says, smiling broadly.
"It's a pleasure to m-meet you..." you say
Before the conversation has a chance to get into that awkward position where you aren't able to muster up the courage to utter a word, you all are interrupted by a sharp whistle from one of the four Orientation Helpers.
"Hello there New Kids!" The girls says, waving cheerily at the crowd, which has now quieted down "At this time, I'd like to inform you that orientation will be starting! Please say goodbye to your parents, and get ready to get walked around campus!
You take a moment to look at the other two orientation helpers, who've walked up during your "conversation".
The first is a Japanese girl with neatly cut hair who stands a bit off to the side, helping load luggage onto the large pallets.
Japanese exchange student. Someone is speaking to her mentally, she is trying to ignore them. Secondary voice likely trying to get her to cause harm.
Well, that's somewhat concerning. Your gaze swivels to the final person, a plain looking, slightly chubby boy, who is just barely growing his first hints of a mustache.
Happy to help. Wants new students to do well. Thinks poorly of other male Orientation Helper.
Well, nothing you can do about that you suppose.
"Sweetie." You turn around to face your mom, a small, watery smile on her face. She embraces you, in front of the entire freshman class no less! You do you best to wiggle out before she completely torpedos your chances of being thought of as slightly cool, but you fail, damn her motherly strength!
"We're just on the other side of the city, only a call away if you ever have any trouble. If you ever just want to visit, or go out to eat or anything-" She cuts herself off with a chuckle. "I'm rambling. I love you sweetie, and I know you're going to do amazingly, OK?"
Your dad stands off to the side, giving you a thumbs up. Classic Dad.
"Thanks Mom..." you mutter. She might be embarrassing her, but you do love her to bits. Most of the time at least. The two of you seperate, and you begin to walk towards the Orientation Helper.
"All right everyone!" The peppy girl from before says, her blonde ponytail bouncing slightly as she bobs her head. "We're going to split into four groups, one for each of us Orientation Helpers, who will then lead you around campus to help you learn all about Claremont!"
Well, at least you'll be in a slightly smaller crowd of people, that should help at least.
With that, the girl begins to read names off of a list, while the slightly chubby boy flicks his hand, and everyone gasps. The pallets containing all of your luggage begins to float into the air!
Which of the four groups do you find yourself in?
[x] Peppy Girl
-She seems the most interested in actually making sure everyone knows what they need to know about campus, but she's also bound to try and get you to, horror of horrors, actually talk.
[x] Standoffish Boy
-He seems to not really care about this outside of getting extra credit for it, so is bound to put in little work. On the other hand, it means he wont try and loop you into icebreakers, or anything like that
[x] Japanese Girl
-The voice talking in her head concerns you, you might as well follow her to make sure nothing bad happens.
[x] Chubby Boy
-Why does he dislike the standoffish boy? Is it just because he's less invested in the new students? Or is it something deeper?
- [x] There's a girl who is showing off her prosthetic arm- Is that a laser canon!?
You square you shoulders and take a deep breath in, and begin to walk towards the girl with the super cool robot arm. You can do this!
"Hello!"
Oh no, you can't do this!
You freeze for a moment, and just stare at the girl. She's currently wearing a tank-top and the school uniform pants, with the shirt tied around her waist like a belt, and the tie hanging loose. Her hair is a bright red, and is in a rough looking bob that falls roughly to her shoulders. One of her arms is normal, but the other one looks sleek, and high tech, with various panels and seems. Rather than the normal school shoes, she seems to be wearing some sort of thick metal boots, and a pair of goggles rests on her head.
Curious as to who you are. Wonders if you would like to hear about her inventions. Is likely somewhere on the spectrum.
"Uh, hello." You respond, looking down towards your feet.
"Who are you?" She asks, her head tilting slightly. "Would you like to hear about my babies?"
Babies!? Her what!?
Refers to her inventions as babies.
Oh, that makes more sense. Wait, oh god, she's actually talking with you! What do you say!?
"Uh, sure." You say. Yes! Conversation achieved.
"OK!" She says, and she quickly begins talking at a rapid speed, explaining the functions of her various devices. Apparently her goggles possess a constant internet connection, as well as enhanced zoom functionality for working on small projects, and the metal boots she's wearing have rockets, literal rockets in them, that allow her to fly.
"D-do you have a parachute or anything, in case you fall?" You ask her, concerned somewhat.
"Nope!" She exclaims, her slightly nasal voice cheerful in it's inflection. "Haven't had the time? Why?"
"Well, you could fly up really high with your rocket boots, and then they could fail?"
She taps her chin for a moment, her face scrunching up in thought.
"That's true! Good idea random stranger!"
That's right, you didn't actually introduce yourself, conversation un-achieved?
"I-I'm Hannah." You say, looking at the ground again as a blush of embarrassment covers your face. She probably thinks you're an idiot now!
Mostly still thinking about her inventions. Thinks you had a good idea. Wants to talk more with you.
Huh!?
"I'm Rebecca! Please do not give me any nicknames, not even ones based on my name!" She says, smiling broadly.
"It's a pleasure to m-meet you..." you say
Before the conversation has a chance to get into that awkward position where you aren't able to muster up the courage to utter a word, you all are interrupted by a sharp whistle from one of the four Orientation Helpers.
"Hello there New Kids!" The girls says, waving cheerily at the crowd, which has now quieted down "At this time, I'd like to inform you that orientation will be starting! Please say goodbye to your parents, and get ready to get walked around campus!
You take a moment to look at the other two orientation helpers, who've walked up during your "conversation".
The first is a Japanese girl with neatly cut hair who stands a bit off to the side, helping load luggage onto the large pallets.
Japanese exchange student. Someone is speaking to her mentally, she is trying to ignore them. Secondary voice likely trying to get her to cause harm.
Well, that's somewhat concerning. Your gaze swivels to the final person, a plain looking, slightly chubby boy, who is just barely growing his first hints of a mustache.
Happy to help. Wants new students to do well. Thinks poorly of other male Orientation Helper.
Well, nothing you can do about that you suppose.
"Sweetie." You turn around to face your mom, a small, watery smile on her face. She embraces you, in front of the entire freshman class no less! You do you best to wiggle out before she completely torpedos your chances of being thought of as slightly cool, but you fail, damn her motherly strength!
"We're just on the other side of the city, only a call away if you ever have any trouble. If you ever just want to visit, or go out to eat or anything-" She cuts herself off with a chuckle. "I'm rambling. I love you sweetie, and I know you're going to do amazingly, OK?"
Your dad stands off to the side, giving you a thumbs up. Classic Dad.
"Thanks Mom..." you mutter. She might be embarrassing her, but you do love her to bits. Most of the time at least. The two of you seperate, and you begin to walk towards the Orientation Helper.
"All right everyone!" The peppy girl from before says, her blonde ponytail bouncing slightly as she bobs her head. "We're going to split into four groups, one for each of us Orientation Helpers, who will then lead you around campus to help you learn all about Claremont!"
Well, at least you'll be in a slightly smaller crowd of people, that should help at least.
With that, the girl begins to read names off of a list, while the slightly chubby boy flicks his hand, and everyone gasps. The pallets containing all of your luggage begins to float into the air!
Which of the four groups do you find yourself in?
[x] Peppy Girl
-She seems the most interested in actually making sure everyone knows what they need to know about campus, but she's also bound to try and get you to, horror of horrors, actually talk.
[x] Standoffish Boy
-He seems to not really care about this outside of getting extra credit for it, so is bound to put in little work. On the other hand, it means he wont try and loop you into icebreakers, or anything like that
[x] Japanese Girl
-The voice talking in her head concerns you, you might as well follow her to make sure nothing bad happens.
[x] Chubby Boy
-Why does he dislike the standoffish boy? Is it just because he's less invested in the new students? Or is it something deeper?
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[x] Peppy Girl
Issue 6: Buddy System
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Tabletop Game Nerd
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- America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[x] Peppy Girl
"Hannah Davis!"
The peppy girl calls out your name. Oh god, you can see it now. Icebreakers, telling everyone your name, having to interact with all these people, who're probably gonna make fun of you as that weird nerd girl, you hunch into yourself a little bit.
"All right everyone! Now, we're going to be using the buddy system while we explore campus, to make sure nobody gets lost, and that everyone can have a friend! Now lets all find a buddy!"
Your head immediately swivels around looking for Rebecca, that girl that you already had... something of a conversation with. You curse silently as you see that she's in the group with the Japanese girl. This is bad. You're going to have to walk around with some stranger, who's probably gonna think you're annoying, and-
"Hey there, you want to be my buddy?"
You turn to look at the person who just...
Oh, wow.
It's the handsome blonde boy from before.
His hair was the color of gold, falling in a wave down to his shoulders, framing his face, with its perfect chiseled jaw and bright blue eyes that you could stare into for hours. He was smiling slightly, his teeth a perfect white, almost shiny in a way. He was wearing the normal school uniform, but it seemed to almost be a bit too small, the way that his rock hard muscles strained against the fabric. You could feel your face begin to heat up as you stared at him, slack jawed.
"Hello?" He says, a look of concern coming onto his face.
"Y-yes!" you squeak out.
"Great!" He says, smiling. I'm Jordan of Uuuuurope. Europe! Yes."
Well... that's a bit suspicious. He doesn't even have an accent.
Is not from Europe.
Yeah, you got that.
Is-
He smiles at you, rubbing the back of his head.
-PERFECT, GLORIOUS, BEAUTIFUL
You might be somewhat compromised here.
"All right, it seems like everyone's got a buddy, so lets get going to campus!" The peppy girl starts walking up the small road that winds up the hill that the campus is built upon.
"My name is Claire by the way." The girl says, expertly walking backwards towards the campus, while keeping an eye on the rest of the group. "I'm a senior, and I hope to go to college for Psychology! My power is Minor Hydrokinesis!" With that, she pulls out a water bottle, a heavy thing made of metal that seems to be somewhat reinforced. She unscrews the cap, and gestures with her hand, causing some of the water to flow out into the air, and begin to form into various patterns. First, a massive latticework of crystals, then into a perfect sphere. Then, into a serpent swimming through the air. The crowd of kids ooh and ah at the display of superpowers.
Enjoys using her powers, happy to be able to do so in front of people.
"How about we break the ice a little?" She says, still walking backwards. "Lets all introduce ourselves, giving our names, where we're from, a fun fact about us, and what our powers are!"
Oh god, it's coming true, your worst nightmare... speaking in front of a group of people!
As you worry over talking in front of everyone, you miss the first couple of people introducing themselves, until suddenly, you hear the cute boy next to you speak.
"Hi everyone! I'm Jordan." He says, flashing that perfect smile of his. "I'm from Europe, I enjoy learning about superheroes, and my powers well..."
He scratches the back of his head again, seemingly oblivious to how everyone is staring at him, or the large number of blushes that flash across the faces of most of the people in the small crowd you're in.
"I'm pretty normal for where I'm from. You know, super strong, control of cosmic energy, Immortality..."
Immortality???
"I speak a lot of languages too!" He says, giving another smile.
Being truthful regarding commonness of his powers. Doesn't see himself as especially powerful. Likely one of the stronger students at the academy, despite young age.
Then, everyone turns to you. Oh no.
How much do you tell people?
[x] Be vague
-You're super intelligent, and good at solving mysteries.
[x] Give slightly more detail
-You can read faster than most people, and make inferences that trained detectives couldn't.
[x] Word vomit!
-Explain all of your powers, in detail, too much detail.
[x] Panic!
-Say nothing at all!? Say everything!? In front of everyone!?
"Hannah Davis!"
The peppy girl calls out your name. Oh god, you can see it now. Icebreakers, telling everyone your name, having to interact with all these people, who're probably gonna make fun of you as that weird nerd girl, you hunch into yourself a little bit.
"All right everyone! Now, we're going to be using the buddy system while we explore campus, to make sure nobody gets lost, and that everyone can have a friend! Now lets all find a buddy!"
Your head immediately swivels around looking for Rebecca, that girl that you already had... something of a conversation with. You curse silently as you see that she's in the group with the Japanese girl. This is bad. You're going to have to walk around with some stranger, who's probably gonna think you're annoying, and-
"Hey there, you want to be my buddy?"
You turn to look at the person who just...
Oh, wow.
It's the handsome blonde boy from before.
His hair was the color of gold, falling in a wave down to his shoulders, framing his face, with its perfect chiseled jaw and bright blue eyes that you could stare into for hours. He was smiling slightly, his teeth a perfect white, almost shiny in a way. He was wearing the normal school uniform, but it seemed to almost be a bit too small, the way that his rock hard muscles strained against the fabric. You could feel your face begin to heat up as you stared at him, slack jawed.
"Hello?" He says, a look of concern coming onto his face.
"Y-yes!" you squeak out.
"Great!" He says, smiling. I'm Jordan of Uuuuurope. Europe! Yes."
Well... that's a bit suspicious. He doesn't even have an accent.
Is not from Europe.
Yeah, you got that.
Is-
He smiles at you, rubbing the back of his head.
-PERFECT, GLORIOUS, BEAUTIFUL
You might be somewhat compromised here.
"All right, it seems like everyone's got a buddy, so lets get going to campus!" The peppy girl starts walking up the small road that winds up the hill that the campus is built upon.
"My name is Claire by the way." The girl says, expertly walking backwards towards the campus, while keeping an eye on the rest of the group. "I'm a senior, and I hope to go to college for Psychology! My power is Minor Hydrokinesis!" With that, she pulls out a water bottle, a heavy thing made of metal that seems to be somewhat reinforced. She unscrews the cap, and gestures with her hand, causing some of the water to flow out into the air, and begin to form into various patterns. First, a massive latticework of crystals, then into a perfect sphere. Then, into a serpent swimming through the air. The crowd of kids ooh and ah at the display of superpowers.
Enjoys using her powers, happy to be able to do so in front of people.
"How about we break the ice a little?" She says, still walking backwards. "Lets all introduce ourselves, giving our names, where we're from, a fun fact about us, and what our powers are!"
Oh god, it's coming true, your worst nightmare... speaking in front of a group of people!
As you worry over talking in front of everyone, you miss the first couple of people introducing themselves, until suddenly, you hear the cute boy next to you speak.
"Hi everyone! I'm Jordan." He says, flashing that perfect smile of his. "I'm from Europe, I enjoy learning about superheroes, and my powers well..."
He scratches the back of his head again, seemingly oblivious to how everyone is staring at him, or the large number of blushes that flash across the faces of most of the people in the small crowd you're in.
"I'm pretty normal for where I'm from. You know, super strong, control of cosmic energy, Immortality..."
Immortality???
"I speak a lot of languages too!" He says, giving another smile.
Being truthful regarding commonness of his powers. Doesn't see himself as especially powerful. Likely one of the stronger students at the academy, despite young age.
Then, everyone turns to you. Oh no.
How much do you tell people?
[x] Be vague
-You're super intelligent, and good at solving mysteries.
[x] Give slightly more detail
-You can read faster than most people, and make inferences that trained detectives couldn't.
[x] Word vomit!
-Explain all of your powers, in detail, too much detail.
[x] Panic!
-Say nothing at all!? Say everything!? In front of everyone!?
[x] Give slightly more detail
- Location
- France
[X] Give slightly more detail
Issue 7: Introductions
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Tabletop Game Nerd
- Location
- America
- Pronouns
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[x] Give slightly more detail
"H-hi everyone..." You say, staring at the ground. "I'm Hannah."
You get some muttered hellos from the group, and a single "Hello Hannah!" From the boy beside you.
"I like to, uh, read mystery novels. I'm from here, in uh, Hannover. That's north of Midtown."
You take a shaky breath. Claire nods encouragingly. You don't know if it's just your imagination, but everyone seems to lean in a little bit, preparing for you to tell everyone your powers.
"I'm smart." You say, letting it all out. "I solved a missing persons case that the police thought was a cold case, a-and I can read super fast!"
You pant a little bit out of breath, and look at the ground, soon they were gonna start laughing. Solving mysteries!? What are you, Scooby Doo? These kids could breathe fire! O-or are super strong! In comparison, you've got nothing. You hunch in on yourself, looking nobody in the eye.
"That's pretty cool."
You look up. A girl is looking down at you. She's tall, that's the first thing you notice, she's probably got like half a foot on you. Her hair is long, with pink highlights that her makeup, which is done excellently, delicate eyeshadow brining out the pink hue of her eyes. She's thin, but it's a muscular thin, built like a runner, or a swimmer. On her back is a guitar case, and at her side is what looks like the sheathe to a katana, with the handle of the blade poking out.
"You solved a cold case that the police couldn't you said?" She looks down at you with a smile
Y-yeah, a girl at my school went missing. So I tracked h-her down to make sure she was OK." You mumble.
"That's badass, you're like Sherlock Holmes or something!" She exclaims, clapping you on the back.
The rest of the group slowly continues to introduce themselves as they continue to make their way up to the school.
"T-thanks." You say. "Though Sherlock Holmes was an actual Private Investigator, or 'Consulting Detective' as he called himself. I-I'm more like Nancy Drew, who in most stories she appears in is portrayed as simply a talented amateur detective rather than a professional."
The girl raises an eyebrow at you, and gives you another smile.
"You must really like mystery novels."
Oh god, you just exposited at her, she probably thinks you're a huge nerd now.
"Y-yeah. I like to read." You brush some of your hair out of your eyes. "I n-never had many friends, so I read books instead!"
The last part came out more like a squeak than anything else.
"That's cool. I'm-"
"Jade?"
The girl turns to Claire at the front, with a questioning look on her face.
"It's your turn to introduce yourself." Claire says with a smile.
"Oh, cool." Jade, apparently, says. Her tone is much less exciting than before.
"I'm Jade Kishida." She says, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "I'm from Fukuoka, and also New York. If you want to know how or why, my parents are assholes. I like playing music, and doing Kendo. My powers..."
She gives a grin that looks positively bloodthirsty.
"I've got this sword, it's super cursed and wants blood."
Believes everything she says. Sword appears to be sharp enough to cut through solid stone.
You shiver slightly. Magic clearly isn't real, but there is something... dangerous feeling about that sword.
"Thank you Jade!" Claire says, the same smile on her face. Jade seems to frown as her proclamation doesn't get the reaction she desired.
Was hoping to crack what she perceives as a façade of positivity. Disappointed.
Then, you see the building.
From the moment you see the main double gates, you feel engulfed by the massive portico-style gate tower. The building ranges from two to three floors, built in the style of an elegant French chateau. five buildings form the main academic building, surrounding what you'd guess to be the main quad, which is just visible between the large double gates. As you approach, you see that you are heading towards a side door next to a security station, sized for people, rather than for cars. A large plaque sits next to the main gate, with the words Scientia Potentia Est carved into it.
"And this is the main academic building!" Claire says, gesturing to the large structure before you. "It's made up of six primary buildings, which we will go over as we go through them!"
You groan internally, your feet are going to hurt so much by the end of this.
Would you all like to:
[x] Go over each area of the Academy
-A detailed tour
[x] Go over each major area of the Academy
-A less detailed tour
[x] Skip to getting to your dorm
-Meet your roommate!
"H-hi everyone..." You say, staring at the ground. "I'm Hannah."
You get some muttered hellos from the group, and a single "Hello Hannah!" From the boy beside you.
"I like to, uh, read mystery novels. I'm from here, in uh, Hannover. That's north of Midtown."
You take a shaky breath. Claire nods encouragingly. You don't know if it's just your imagination, but everyone seems to lean in a little bit, preparing for you to tell everyone your powers.
"I'm smart." You say, letting it all out. "I solved a missing persons case that the police thought was a cold case, a-and I can read super fast!"
You pant a little bit out of breath, and look at the ground, soon they were gonna start laughing. Solving mysteries!? What are you, Scooby Doo? These kids could breathe fire! O-or are super strong! In comparison, you've got nothing. You hunch in on yourself, looking nobody in the eye.
"That's pretty cool."
You look up. A girl is looking down at you. She's tall, that's the first thing you notice, she's probably got like half a foot on you. Her hair is long, with pink highlights that her makeup, which is done excellently, delicate eyeshadow brining out the pink hue of her eyes. She's thin, but it's a muscular thin, built like a runner, or a swimmer. On her back is a guitar case, and at her side is what looks like the sheathe to a katana, with the handle of the blade poking out.
"You solved a cold case that the police couldn't you said?" She looks down at you with a smile
Y-yeah, a girl at my school went missing. So I tracked h-her down to make sure she was OK." You mumble.
"That's badass, you're like Sherlock Holmes or something!" She exclaims, clapping you on the back.
The rest of the group slowly continues to introduce themselves as they continue to make their way up to the school.
"T-thanks." You say. "Though Sherlock Holmes was an actual Private Investigator, or 'Consulting Detective' as he called himself. I-I'm more like Nancy Drew, who in most stories she appears in is portrayed as simply a talented amateur detective rather than a professional."
The girl raises an eyebrow at you, and gives you another smile.
"You must really like mystery novels."
Oh god, you just exposited at her, she probably thinks you're a huge nerd now.
"Y-yeah. I like to read." You brush some of your hair out of your eyes. "I n-never had many friends, so I read books instead!"
The last part came out more like a squeak than anything else.
"That's cool. I'm-"
"Jade?"
The girl turns to Claire at the front, with a questioning look on her face.
"It's your turn to introduce yourself." Claire says with a smile.
"Oh, cool." Jade, apparently, says. Her tone is much less exciting than before.
"I'm Jade Kishida." She says, flipping her hair over her shoulder. "I'm from Fukuoka, and also New York. If you want to know how or why, my parents are assholes. I like playing music, and doing Kendo. My powers..."
She gives a grin that looks positively bloodthirsty.
"I've got this sword, it's super cursed and wants blood."
Believes everything she says. Sword appears to be sharp enough to cut through solid stone.
You shiver slightly. Magic clearly isn't real, but there is something... dangerous feeling about that sword.
"Thank you Jade!" Claire says, the same smile on her face. Jade seems to frown as her proclamation doesn't get the reaction she desired.
Was hoping to crack what she perceives as a façade of positivity. Disappointed.
Then, you see the building.
From the moment you see the main double gates, you feel engulfed by the massive portico-style gate tower. The building ranges from two to three floors, built in the style of an elegant French chateau. five buildings form the main academic building, surrounding what you'd guess to be the main quad, which is just visible between the large double gates. As you approach, you see that you are heading towards a side door next to a security station, sized for people, rather than for cars. A large plaque sits next to the main gate, with the words Scientia Potentia Est carved into it.
"And this is the main academic building!" Claire says, gesturing to the large structure before you. "It's made up of six primary buildings, which we will go over as we go through them!"
You groan internally, your feet are going to hurt so much by the end of this.
Would you all like to:
[x] Go over each area of the Academy
-A detailed tour
[x] Go over each major area of the Academy
-A less detailed tour
[x] Skip to getting to your dorm
-Meet your roommate!
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Tabletop Game Nerd
- Location
- America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
I imagine it's like training for her, seeing how early she can determine the solution to the mystery.
She also likes to read books that she's read before, as a comfort thing
Issue 8: Claremont Tour
Underlake
Tabletop Game Nerd
- Location
- America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[x] Go over each area of the Academy
You pass by the security guard, with Claire giving him a wave and a smile. He presses a button, unlocking the door to the first part of the building. A long hall runs north to south, lined with polished lockers, and doors leading to various classrooms, bathrooms, and stairwells. to your right is a large counter, where a kindly looking older woman currently is sitting, her hawklike eyes glancing over some paperwork. To her right, you see a large wall of trophies, class pictures, and various other accolades, while across from the main office with the secretary is a large wooden panel covered in names. The hall is conspicuously empty, as the freshmen have arrived at the academy a bit before general classes have started up. It feels almost eerie seeing these halls bare of people.
"This is the Charles Claremont Wing!" Claire says, gesturing around. "This is one of the main class areas of the school, with an excellent view of the forest down the hill! This wing also has most of the school's labs, and it's various music rooms! And if you ever get hurt, you can head over to the nurse's office, where Nurse Joy will patch you right up!"
Nurse Joy? What is this, Pokémon?
"Over here we have the Main Offices, with Mrs. Humphries handling the front desk, as she usually does. Hello Alice!"
"Hello Dears. If you ever have any questions, or need administrative help, my door is open!" She smiles at you all.
"Then next to the Main Offices we have the trophy case! It's even got some things from..." Her face sobers somewhat, and she loses her exuberant tone. "From before the Terminus invasion. Across from the main offices is a monument to all of the students who lost their lives in the invasion."
You take a shaking breath as you stare at the names. The Terminus invasion was an event back in the 90s where the supervillain Omega, a ruler of some alternate dimension, invaded Freedom City, causing massive amounts of damage and killing lots of people. No part of the city came out unscathed, and it's defender, The Centurion, died. Even though you were born after it, it was something that you couldn't help but know about, a national tragedy. In somber silence, the tour group moves on, out of a door, towards the Quad in the center of the building.
You step in, and are surrounded on all sides by building. In the center of the quad, there is a massive circle of dirt, with a statue of a proud looking man standing on a plinth, with several wooden benches nearby.
"This is the main quad!" Claire says. "From here, you can get into any of the six main academic buildings. In the center of the quad is a statue of the school's original founder, Charles Claremont. Most of us students like to come out here for lunch when the weather is nice. Just watch out when it rains!"
The atmosphere brought back up, you all meander towards one of the other doors coming off of the quad.
"This is the Cooke Wing, named for one of the students who showed bravery during the invasion." Claire says, gesturing to around the long hallway you find yourself in. "Over there is the Student Supply, for if you need textbooks, and over there is the Atrium, a nice spot to eat lunch when it's too miserable for the quad. There's a statue of Mathias Cooke in there, and it's said if you rub the hem of his cloak before an exam, you'll get good luck!"
You raise an eyebrow at that, it does look like part of the statue is quite shiny compared to the rest of it. But you don't believe in any of that superstition. It's just like all those people who claim their powers are magic. You peer around, and find that most of your classmates seem to be about as bored as you are, which is almost a relief. You've managed to acclimate yourself to being in this group, no longer caring about the eyes that might be on you, as you now are just filled with vague boredom. Eventually, after a couple of questions, you move on, heading west down the hallway.
"This part of the campus is the Leonard Fox Auditorium, though we usually just call it Fox."
She gestures towards a large set of double doors, with hallways on either side of it, far to the left and right, obviously the double doors lead to a massive room, likely the titular auditorium. The smell of glue and wood fill the air as you walk by, reminding you of your dad's workshop.
"It's got the auditorium itself, obviously. Mostly it gets used for various events, like concerts, stage plays, and stuff like that. Though every Sunday, we get to have movie night!" She says, a big grin on her face. "To either side are various other classrooms, and spaces that the theatre department uses to prep for shows and the like. There's a dance studio, a woodshop, and of course, backstage!"
You notice that Jade is narrowing her eyes, staring at the doors to the auditorium like they owe her money. What's that about?
Believes she senses something in the auditorium, something supernatural.
Oh, just more... magic stuff. Well, whatever. You can always investigate later, for now, you're being led further south down the hallway past the doors to the auditorium, and through a set of wood-paneled doors. You enter into a massive library room, with numerous shelves filling your view, dotted with tiny tables, and nooks for reading. Across the library floor, you can see a set of doors leading into what look like study rooms, and a hallways that has a sign next to it, labeled "Records Room."
"This is the David Sloane Library." Claire says, her voice lowered slightly. Everything seems quieter in the library, even your footsteps, as you walk across the carpeted floor. "Over there are the study rooms, which you can reserve via the school website, or with the librarian. That way are the reference computers, which are connected to the greater Freedom City Library system. Over there are the records, a bunch of microfiche and stuff of old newspapers. By the entrance over there, we've got the audiovisual section, with plenty of DVDs and music disks."
You, are home. You have to physically restrain yourself from power-walking your way over to the 800s, as you take in the senses of the library. The smell of the books, the quiet shuffling of papers, and blowing of the air conditioning, You finally feel yourself really start to relax, though you know you're going to have to leave. And thus, you do, heading through a set of doors to the east.
You find yourself in a large cafeteria, with tables, both long and circular spread around. On one of the long sides of the building, there is a large lunchline, and a door that obviously leads to the kitchens. There are also several vending machine scattered about the walls.
"This is the Dianna Falk Cafeteria! They serve Breakfast and Lunch every weekday, usually something pretty healthy! The vending machines along the sides have snacks, some healthy, some not. A couple years back, Summers nearly removed all of the unhealthy ones, but there was practically a riot! As a compromise, we've now got both."
"What about meals on weekends, or dinners?" You hear Jade ask.
"You can get those from the Staff Cafeteria." Claire says, inclining her head slightly. "Students who are commuting to Claremont tend to go home for dinner, and for weekends. But if you're a full time Claremonter, then you eat here full time! You can also get food ordered to the front gate if you want."
"Now, we're gonna head outside to the gardens!" Claire says. "And then, we'll send you off to your dorms to meet your roommates!"
Do you have any questions before you head out of the academic buildings?
[x] Write in
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Sorry that this is basically all exposition, I wanted to work in some of your future classmates chiming in, but it just kinda didn't work well. Any advice you have I'll be thankful for!
You pass by the security guard, with Claire giving him a wave and a smile. He presses a button, unlocking the door to the first part of the building. A long hall runs north to south, lined with polished lockers, and doors leading to various classrooms, bathrooms, and stairwells. to your right is a large counter, where a kindly looking older woman currently is sitting, her hawklike eyes glancing over some paperwork. To her right, you see a large wall of trophies, class pictures, and various other accolades, while across from the main office with the secretary is a large wooden panel covered in names. The hall is conspicuously empty, as the freshmen have arrived at the academy a bit before general classes have started up. It feels almost eerie seeing these halls bare of people.
"This is the Charles Claremont Wing!" Claire says, gesturing around. "This is one of the main class areas of the school, with an excellent view of the forest down the hill! This wing also has most of the school's labs, and it's various music rooms! And if you ever get hurt, you can head over to the nurse's office, where Nurse Joy will patch you right up!"
Nurse Joy? What is this, Pokémon?
"Over here we have the Main Offices, with Mrs. Humphries handling the front desk, as she usually does. Hello Alice!"
"Hello Dears. If you ever have any questions, or need administrative help, my door is open!" She smiles at you all.
"Then next to the Main Offices we have the trophy case! It's even got some things from..." Her face sobers somewhat, and she loses her exuberant tone. "From before the Terminus invasion. Across from the main offices is a monument to all of the students who lost their lives in the invasion."
You take a shaking breath as you stare at the names. The Terminus invasion was an event back in the 90s where the supervillain Omega, a ruler of some alternate dimension, invaded Freedom City, causing massive amounts of damage and killing lots of people. No part of the city came out unscathed, and it's defender, The Centurion, died. Even though you were born after it, it was something that you couldn't help but know about, a national tragedy. In somber silence, the tour group moves on, out of a door, towards the Quad in the center of the building.
You step in, and are surrounded on all sides by building. In the center of the quad, there is a massive circle of dirt, with a statue of a proud looking man standing on a plinth, with several wooden benches nearby.
"This is the main quad!" Claire says. "From here, you can get into any of the six main academic buildings. In the center of the quad is a statue of the school's original founder, Charles Claremont. Most of us students like to come out here for lunch when the weather is nice. Just watch out when it rains!"
The atmosphere brought back up, you all meander towards one of the other doors coming off of the quad.
"This is the Cooke Wing, named for one of the students who showed bravery during the invasion." Claire says, gesturing to around the long hallway you find yourself in. "Over there is the Student Supply, for if you need textbooks, and over there is the Atrium, a nice spot to eat lunch when it's too miserable for the quad. There's a statue of Mathias Cooke in there, and it's said if you rub the hem of his cloak before an exam, you'll get good luck!"
You raise an eyebrow at that, it does look like part of the statue is quite shiny compared to the rest of it. But you don't believe in any of that superstition. It's just like all those people who claim their powers are magic. You peer around, and find that most of your classmates seem to be about as bored as you are, which is almost a relief. You've managed to acclimate yourself to being in this group, no longer caring about the eyes that might be on you, as you now are just filled with vague boredom. Eventually, after a couple of questions, you move on, heading west down the hallway.
"This part of the campus is the Leonard Fox Auditorium, though we usually just call it Fox."
She gestures towards a large set of double doors, with hallways on either side of it, far to the left and right, obviously the double doors lead to a massive room, likely the titular auditorium. The smell of glue and wood fill the air as you walk by, reminding you of your dad's workshop.
"It's got the auditorium itself, obviously. Mostly it gets used for various events, like concerts, stage plays, and stuff like that. Though every Sunday, we get to have movie night!" She says, a big grin on her face. "To either side are various other classrooms, and spaces that the theatre department uses to prep for shows and the like. There's a dance studio, a woodshop, and of course, backstage!"
You notice that Jade is narrowing her eyes, staring at the doors to the auditorium like they owe her money. What's that about?
Believes she senses something in the auditorium, something supernatural.
Oh, just more... magic stuff. Well, whatever. You can always investigate later, for now, you're being led further south down the hallway past the doors to the auditorium, and through a set of wood-paneled doors. You enter into a massive library room, with numerous shelves filling your view, dotted with tiny tables, and nooks for reading. Across the library floor, you can see a set of doors leading into what look like study rooms, and a hallways that has a sign next to it, labeled "Records Room."
"This is the David Sloane Library." Claire says, her voice lowered slightly. Everything seems quieter in the library, even your footsteps, as you walk across the carpeted floor. "Over there are the study rooms, which you can reserve via the school website, or with the librarian. That way are the reference computers, which are connected to the greater Freedom City Library system. Over there are the records, a bunch of microfiche and stuff of old newspapers. By the entrance over there, we've got the audiovisual section, with plenty of DVDs and music disks."
You, are home. You have to physically restrain yourself from power-walking your way over to the 800s, as you take in the senses of the library. The smell of the books, the quiet shuffling of papers, and blowing of the air conditioning, You finally feel yourself really start to relax, though you know you're going to have to leave. And thus, you do, heading through a set of doors to the east.
You find yourself in a large cafeteria, with tables, both long and circular spread around. On one of the long sides of the building, there is a large lunchline, and a door that obviously leads to the kitchens. There are also several vending machine scattered about the walls.
"This is the Dianna Falk Cafeteria! They serve Breakfast and Lunch every weekday, usually something pretty healthy! The vending machines along the sides have snacks, some healthy, some not. A couple years back, Summers nearly removed all of the unhealthy ones, but there was practically a riot! As a compromise, we've now got both."
"What about meals on weekends, or dinners?" You hear Jade ask.
"You can get those from the Staff Cafeteria." Claire says, inclining her head slightly. "Students who are commuting to Claremont tend to go home for dinner, and for weekends. But if you're a full time Claremonter, then you eat here full time! You can also get food ordered to the front gate if you want."
"Now, we're gonna head outside to the gardens!" Claire says. "And then, we'll send you off to your dorms to meet your roommates!"
Do you have any questions before you head out of the academic buildings?
[x] Write in
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Sorry that this is basically all exposition, I wanted to work in some of your future classmates chiming in, but it just kinda didn't work well. Any advice you have I'll be thankful for!
Issue 9: The Gardens
Underlake
Tabletop Game Nerd
- Location
- America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
You step out of the main academic building, losing the feeling of the cool AC, and walking face first into what feels like a wall of heat. It may be September in Freedom City, but it still feels like the summer weather wise. The sun is shining above, as you take in the sweet scent of the flowers.
"These are the gardens!" Claire says, a smile on her face. "We've got species from all around the local area, as well as some more exotic plants, all cared for by the Gardening Club, and members of the staff. We also have an authentic Zen Garden over there!" She says, as she gestures towards a small building to your left.
You continue walking through the gardens, basking in the shade of the trees, and the cool breeze that now is blowing through. You then pass by two buildings, one quite clearly a chapel of some kind, and one a two-story building with a large sign that says "Go Grizzlies!" with a snarling grizzly bear mascot.
"That's the gym over there." Claire says, gesturing to the second building. Home of the basketball court, and the locker rooms. You'll get plenty acquainted when it's time for PE!"
Oh, joy. Your least favorite subject. You never did understand why a place dedicated to learning would insist on making you run of all things.
"And over there is the Chapel! It's non-denominational Christian, and it's doors are always open! For those of you with different religious beliefs, We have agreements with various places of faith around the city, so that you may attend their services if you so desire! We also make an effort to accommodate the religious observances and holidays of all students."
You make your way past the chapel, and down a garden path, eventually spilling out of a gate, catching sight of another tour group making their way over as well. To your left is a large, three story square building, built in the same elegant, Chateau like style that the rest of the school is constructed in. Ahead, a path winds between another building, a rectangular structure that is four floors tall, and another building, three stories tall, that is perpendicular to a third building to it's east, forming a rough L shape.
"To our left is the Jasmin Summers Administration Building, though most of us just call it the Admin Building. It's named in honor of Headmaster Summer's wife, and he doesn't like to be reminded of the bad memories. Some staff members live there, but it's mostly just admin stuff. You probably won't need to go in there much, since most student needs are handled in the Main Office in the Claremont wing."
You wonder why a school needs so many offices. You suppose running a private school is more intensive than you thought. Or maybe it's dealing with the aftermath of students using their powers.
"Ahead of us is the Scoble building, where most of the staff live. The first floor also has the Staff Cafeteria, where you can go for meals on weekends, or for dinner. Just don't go into the upper floors unless you're invited, they're really vigilant for pranks and stuff."
You wonder why there are staff living areas in two different buildings. Wouldn't it make sense to just have them in the one? Perhaps it's a holdover from when there were les buildings.
"Past Scoble is the field, and the pool! A great place to relax, and cool off when it gets hot out-"
Suddenly, Claire is interrupted as someone descends from the sky in front of you all. A girl, probably about your age, if not a little older, wearing a one-piece swimsuit. Her hair is long, going down to about her mid back, and is chestnut brown. Her eyes are a bright blue, briefly catching yours, causing you to blush, as she seems to take in the look of your tour group. She's muscular, but lithe, in a way that suggests acrobatics, or something similar. Her power? Obviously some sort of flight. She's also still dripping water a bit, it's clear she came from the pool.
Here to scope out the new freshmen, has some sort of disdain for Claire. Is nervous around new students but hiding it well. Is keeping some sort of secret she is worried about getting out.
Interesting...
"These the fish Calloway?"
"Yes, these are the Freshmen Cassie." Claire says, her smile becoming somewhat strained. "And I've told you before, please call me Claire."
Does not like to be referred to by her last name, reminds her of relatives. Does not get along with relatives.
Noted.
"Well, don't let me keep you Miss goody-two shoes." Cassie says, flipping her slightly wet hair over her shoulder, deliberately splashing Claire with some of the water. "I'm sure you have important babysitting duties to be performing."
And with that, Cassie lifts off into the air, and flies away back towards the pool. Claire stands there for a moment, glaring in the direction she flew off in, before deeply sighing, and turning back to the group.
"Sorry about that everyone." She says, a smile plastered back onto her face. "That was Cassie Dugan, the Vice Principal's daughter. She can be... difficult to deal with."
You hunch over slightly. You suppose it was only a matter of time before you met people like there were in middle school.
"Anyway! These are the dorms, and the end of the tour!" she says, gesturing to the buildings that you have stopped in front of. "Feel free to head in, and relax. Your RAs should be out to meet you in a bit, and they'll let you know who your roommates are, and what dorm rooms you're in. This tour group is all in EJC, or Edward John Carter, with the other building being Rita Kord, or just Kord."
She smiles at you as you all begin to file into the building, finding chairs and couches to sit down on.
You find yourself with a bit of free time before your RA arrives. What would you like to do?
[x] Go and sit by Jade
-She seemed... nice? Even if she does believe in magic, which is a bit crazy.
[x] Go and sit by Jordan
-He seems...hot interesting to talk to! he's also clearly hiding something.
[x] Go and sit by Claire
-You know she wants to help at least, and she's the closest thing to a teacher so far...
[x] Go and sit by someone new
-Are you crazy!? Social interaction with a stranger!? Abort! Abort!
[x] Sit alone
-You don't need to sit near anyone! You're fine alone, where no-one can hurt you.
"These are the gardens!" Claire says, a smile on her face. "We've got species from all around the local area, as well as some more exotic plants, all cared for by the Gardening Club, and members of the staff. We also have an authentic Zen Garden over there!" She says, as she gestures towards a small building to your left.
You continue walking through the gardens, basking in the shade of the trees, and the cool breeze that now is blowing through. You then pass by two buildings, one quite clearly a chapel of some kind, and one a two-story building with a large sign that says "Go Grizzlies!" with a snarling grizzly bear mascot.
"That's the gym over there." Claire says, gesturing to the second building. Home of the basketball court, and the locker rooms. You'll get plenty acquainted when it's time for PE!"
Oh, joy. Your least favorite subject. You never did understand why a place dedicated to learning would insist on making you run of all things.
"And over there is the Chapel! It's non-denominational Christian, and it's doors are always open! For those of you with different religious beliefs, We have agreements with various places of faith around the city, so that you may attend their services if you so desire! We also make an effort to accommodate the religious observances and holidays of all students."
You make your way past the chapel, and down a garden path, eventually spilling out of a gate, catching sight of another tour group making their way over as well. To your left is a large, three story square building, built in the same elegant, Chateau like style that the rest of the school is constructed in. Ahead, a path winds between another building, a rectangular structure that is four floors tall, and another building, three stories tall, that is perpendicular to a third building to it's east, forming a rough L shape.
"To our left is the Jasmin Summers Administration Building, though most of us just call it the Admin Building. It's named in honor of Headmaster Summer's wife, and he doesn't like to be reminded of the bad memories. Some staff members live there, but it's mostly just admin stuff. You probably won't need to go in there much, since most student needs are handled in the Main Office in the Claremont wing."
You wonder why a school needs so many offices. You suppose running a private school is more intensive than you thought. Or maybe it's dealing with the aftermath of students using their powers.
"Ahead of us is the Scoble building, where most of the staff live. The first floor also has the Staff Cafeteria, where you can go for meals on weekends, or for dinner. Just don't go into the upper floors unless you're invited, they're really vigilant for pranks and stuff."
You wonder why there are staff living areas in two different buildings. Wouldn't it make sense to just have them in the one? Perhaps it's a holdover from when there were les buildings.
"Past Scoble is the field, and the pool! A great place to relax, and cool off when it gets hot out-"
Suddenly, Claire is interrupted as someone descends from the sky in front of you all. A girl, probably about your age, if not a little older, wearing a one-piece swimsuit. Her hair is long, going down to about her mid back, and is chestnut brown. Her eyes are a bright blue, briefly catching yours, causing you to blush, as she seems to take in the look of your tour group. She's muscular, but lithe, in a way that suggests acrobatics, or something similar. Her power? Obviously some sort of flight. She's also still dripping water a bit, it's clear she came from the pool.
Here to scope out the new freshmen, has some sort of disdain for Claire. Is nervous around new students but hiding it well. Is keeping some sort of secret she is worried about getting out.
Interesting...
"These the fish Calloway?"
"Yes, these are the Freshmen Cassie." Claire says, her smile becoming somewhat strained. "And I've told you before, please call me Claire."
Does not like to be referred to by her last name, reminds her of relatives. Does not get along with relatives.
Noted.
"Well, don't let me keep you Miss goody-two shoes." Cassie says, flipping her slightly wet hair over her shoulder, deliberately splashing Claire with some of the water. "I'm sure you have important babysitting duties to be performing."
And with that, Cassie lifts off into the air, and flies away back towards the pool. Claire stands there for a moment, glaring in the direction she flew off in, before deeply sighing, and turning back to the group.
"Sorry about that everyone." She says, a smile plastered back onto her face. "That was Cassie Dugan, the Vice Principal's daughter. She can be... difficult to deal with."
You hunch over slightly. You suppose it was only a matter of time before you met people like there were in middle school.
"Anyway! These are the dorms, and the end of the tour!" she says, gesturing to the buildings that you have stopped in front of. "Feel free to head in, and relax. Your RAs should be out to meet you in a bit, and they'll let you know who your roommates are, and what dorm rooms you're in. This tour group is all in EJC, or Edward John Carter, with the other building being Rita Kord, or just Kord."
She smiles at you as you all begin to file into the building, finding chairs and couches to sit down on.
You find yourself with a bit of free time before your RA arrives. What would you like to do?
[x] Go and sit by Jade
-She seemed... nice? Even if she does believe in magic, which is a bit crazy.
[x] Go and sit by Jordan
-He seems...
[x] Go and sit by Claire
-You know she wants to help at least, and she's the closest thing to a teacher so far...
[x] Go and sit by someone new
-Are you crazy!? Social interaction with a stranger!? Abort! Abort!
[x] Sit alone
-You don't need to sit near anyone! You're fine alone, where no-one can hurt you.
Issue 10: Roommates
Underlake
Tabletop Game Nerd
- Location
- America
- Pronouns
- He/Him
[x] Go and sit by Jordan
You go over to sit next to thehot interesting boy. He's currently seated on a couch, looking in awe at the television off to the side that seems to be playing a rerun of Friends.
Never watched friends before, is enraptured by watching how people interact.
As you gently sit down next to him, a blush already forming on your face, he turns to look at you, his eyes sparkling.
"Hello buddy!" He says, his perfect teeth forming into a perfect smile.
"H-hi..." You say, looking away from him, your face heating up even more.
Well, you did it. You are sitting next to the cute boy... What now?
"So you're from around here, yes?" Jordan asks. "I'm new in Freedom City, I've only ever heard of it's goings on via the radio, so I'd love to get the scoop from the native!"
He wants to ask you about the city!? He values your opinion!?
"I, ah, W-well..." You stammer out something that in no way resembles an answer. You take a moment to steady yourself. You can't make a fool in front of him now! "W-what do you want to k-know?"
"Well, I've heard good things about 'burgers'." He says, quotes practically audible. "I would love to know what you think is the best place to have one! I have heard several advertisements touting places such as the 'Burger Kings', the 'McDonalds' and the 'Wendys'. What would you say is the best?"
He's never had a burger before?
Excited to get your opinion on local cuisine. Thinks of you as his first friend in America. Thinks of you as such because you were buddies during the tour. Believes that this is a traditional method of American friendship making.
Wow. Is this what it's like to be in the friend zone? You blink for a moment and look at him.
Nervous about meeting new people. Believes that his lack of knowledge of popular culture will hold him back. Worried that you won't like him.
Now you really feel like a heel. He's almost... like you in a way. You can appreciate that. Maybe you should make an effort to think of him as just as... a normal person, rather than a cute boy
Even if he's really cute.
Plus, he thinks of you as a friend, you made a friend already! That was easier than you thought.
"Well..." You say, taking a moment to steady yourself. Person, not cute boy! Focus on the brain behind the beautiful features. "I'm not really a fan of fast food myself, but they can be filling if you just want something cheap and fast. If you're looking for the best Burger in Freedom City, then I do know this little burger joint my dad always takes me too, maybe we can go sometime?"
Yes, nailed it! Didn't stutter once!
"Sure, it's a date!"
W-what!?
"That's what an outing between friends is called, yes? Like a play-date?"
He shouldn't play with your heart like this!
"Th-that's usually something little kids do!" You say, blushing. "We can just, y-you know, uh, call it eating lunch! As friends!"
He brightens considerably when you say the word friends, like a big golden retriever who just saw a treat.
"Perfect!" He says, smiling and shaking your hand. "I'm glad I made a friend already! I thought this would be much harder!"
"O-oh!?" You say. "Did you not have many friends where you were from?"
"Oh no, I'm much younger than most of the people in my home." He says matter of factly. "In fact, I think I'm the first person born in the last hundred years or so!"
What.
Is being completely serious. Social development stunted by spending time mostly around adults. Unused to relationships on a relatively even footing. Unaware of the charisma he possesses.
"Hey, speaking of which." You begin to ask, "Where in Europe are you from exactly-"
"Hello everyone!"
You turn your head. A person has just walked into the room. They stand probably about average height, with blonde hair, and an androgynous style. They wear the normal Claremont uniform, but with a red hoodie instead of the normal jacket. Their eyes are almost red, and are currently flicking around the assembled students.
"Yo, I'm Sam, they/them. I'm the RA for the third floor, if I call your name, come with me, and I'll show you to your room.
With that, they begin to say names off of a list.
Perceptive, attempting to pick out individuals who are likely to cause trouble. Dedicated to being an RA. Protective.
Well, that's good to know at least.
"Hey, you paying attention?" Sam snaps their fingers in your face, making you jump slightly.
"H-huh!?" you say, startled.
"I called your name, Hannah Davis, right? You awake there?"
"Y-yes, sorry."
Your face burns. Oh my god, you just got called out in front of everybody! They're going to think that you're a weirdo!
You stare at your feet as you follow Sam up the stairs, eventually coming out into a lobby of sorts, with a television, and speakers playing music. Various tables and couches are all seated around, and Sam directs you to them.
"When I call your name, sit where I point to, you're going to be next to your roommate. That's by design, you're going to be signing a Roommate Agreement in a moment."
Where are you directed to sit?
[x] Next to Jade
-A familiar face!
[x] Next to a bored looking redhead
-Checking her nails idly
[x] Next to a cheery looking African-American girl.
-Seems to be listening with rapt attention to everything Sam is saying.
[x] Next to a hyperactive looking girl with.. blue hair?
-Seems to be naturally blue... is literally vibrating in place.
[x] Next to a dusky skinned girl with an athletic build
-Has a sort of calm confidence to her.
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In system, the target of the mind-reading usually gets a will-save to resist. I've been generally waiving this in situations with no time pressure, and for characters who don't have big secrets. Initially, Jordan succeeded his will save, but in this instance, he failed. I think that this tiny bit of character development is a fun thing to come from that.
You go over to sit next to the
Never watched friends before, is enraptured by watching how people interact.
As you gently sit down next to him, a blush already forming on your face, he turns to look at you, his eyes sparkling.
"Hello buddy!" He says, his perfect teeth forming into a perfect smile.
"H-hi..." You say, looking away from him, your face heating up even more.
Well, you did it. You are sitting next to the cute boy... What now?
"So you're from around here, yes?" Jordan asks. "I'm new in Freedom City, I've only ever heard of it's goings on via the radio, so I'd love to get the scoop from the native!"
He wants to ask you about the city!? He values your opinion!?
"I, ah, W-well..." You stammer out something that in no way resembles an answer. You take a moment to steady yourself. You can't make a fool in front of him now! "W-what do you want to k-know?"
"Well, I've heard good things about 'burgers'." He says, quotes practically audible. "I would love to know what you think is the best place to have one! I have heard several advertisements touting places such as the 'Burger Kings', the 'McDonalds' and the 'Wendys'. What would you say is the best?"
He's never had a burger before?
Excited to get your opinion on local cuisine. Thinks of you as his first friend in America. Thinks of you as such because you were buddies during the tour. Believes that this is a traditional method of American friendship making.
Wow. Is this what it's like to be in the friend zone? You blink for a moment and look at him.
Nervous about meeting new people. Believes that his lack of knowledge of popular culture will hold him back. Worried that you won't like him.
Now you really feel like a heel. He's almost... like you in a way. You can appreciate that. Maybe you should make an effort to think of him as just as... a normal person, rather than a cute boy
Plus, he thinks of you as a friend, you made a friend already! That was easier than you thought.
"Well..." You say, taking a moment to steady yourself. Person, not cute boy! Focus on the brain behind the beautiful features. "I'm not really a fan of fast food myself, but they can be filling if you just want something cheap and fast. If you're looking for the best Burger in Freedom City, then I do know this little burger joint my dad always takes me too, maybe we can go sometime?"
Yes, nailed it! Didn't stutter once!
"Sure, it's a date!"
W-what!?
"That's what an outing between friends is called, yes? Like a play-date?"
He shouldn't play with your heart like this!
"Th-that's usually something little kids do!" You say, blushing. "We can just, y-you know, uh, call it eating lunch! As friends!"
He brightens considerably when you say the word friends, like a big golden retriever who just saw a treat.
"Perfect!" He says, smiling and shaking your hand. "I'm glad I made a friend already! I thought this would be much harder!"
"O-oh!?" You say. "Did you not have many friends where you were from?"
"Oh no, I'm much younger than most of the people in my home." He says matter of factly. "In fact, I think I'm the first person born in the last hundred years or so!"
What.
Is being completely serious. Social development stunted by spending time mostly around adults. Unused to relationships on a relatively even footing. Unaware of the charisma he possesses.
"Hey, speaking of which." You begin to ask, "Where in Europe are you from exactly-"
"Hello everyone!"
You turn your head. A person has just walked into the room. They stand probably about average height, with blonde hair, and an androgynous style. They wear the normal Claremont uniform, but with a red hoodie instead of the normal jacket. Their eyes are almost red, and are currently flicking around the assembled students.
"Yo, I'm Sam, they/them. I'm the RA for the third floor, if I call your name, come with me, and I'll show you to your room.
With that, they begin to say names off of a list.
Perceptive, attempting to pick out individuals who are likely to cause trouble. Dedicated to being an RA. Protective.
Well, that's good to know at least.
"Hey, you paying attention?" Sam snaps their fingers in your face, making you jump slightly.
"H-huh!?" you say, startled.
"I called your name, Hannah Davis, right? You awake there?"
"Y-yes, sorry."
Your face burns. Oh my god, you just got called out in front of everybody! They're going to think that you're a weirdo!
You stare at your feet as you follow Sam up the stairs, eventually coming out into a lobby of sorts, with a television, and speakers playing music. Various tables and couches are all seated around, and Sam directs you to them.
"When I call your name, sit where I point to, you're going to be next to your roommate. That's by design, you're going to be signing a Roommate Agreement in a moment."
Where are you directed to sit?
[x] Next to Jade
-A familiar face!
[x] Next to a bored looking redhead
-Checking her nails idly
[x] Next to a cheery looking African-American girl.
-Seems to be listening with rapt attention to everything Sam is saying.
[x] Next to a hyperactive looking girl with.. blue hair?
-Seems to be naturally blue... is literally vibrating in place.
[x] Next to a dusky skinned girl with an athletic build
-Has a sort of calm confidence to her.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
In system, the target of the mind-reading usually gets a will-save to resist. I've been generally waiving this in situations with no time pressure, and for characters who don't have big secrets. Initially, Jordan succeeded his will save, but in this instance, he failed. I think that this tiny bit of character development is a fun thing to come from that.