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GM: In a darkened room, a monitor lights up, illuminating the silhouettes of four figures, with some form of Singing Rabbat at the front. A line of text appears on the screen.
GOOD, YOU CAME.
GM: (DATE: ??/??)
Reality Glitch: "Another anonymous figure? Just 'great'." Ametrine's synth-modulated voice dripped with sarcasm.
Serea: sits, hands folded, betraying no sign of emotion.
GM: > YOU KNOW THE SCORE: TELL ME EVERYTHING, FROM THE BEGINNING. DO THIS, AND I’LL PROMISE I’LL LET YOU OFF EASY.
GM: (<@!Gavrein>?)
Reality Glitch: "Well, it all started when I was hatched...." Ametrine couldn't resist the ambiguity of the request.
Gavrein: Gavrein tilts her head, "E-Everything? That is Sure to get boring, and fast considering our story...."
Serea: "...You know enough to bring us here. I think you already know what happened."
Reality Glitch: Ametrine contunes her story without skipping a beat. "....Growing up, I always had a fascination with the world outside Teslic Yard...."
GM: > YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN. WHEN DID THE MAJORITY OF YOU BECOME AWARE OF THIS “METAVERSE” THAT MY INFORMANTS TOLD ME OF?
Serea: gives the other two a glare, then speaks.
Serea: "First of all. I would like to know the terms you offer."
Serea: "And if they apply to everyone in this group equally."
Reality Glitch: "Oh! Hyperreality? What's so important about that?" Ametrine could help but be passive-aggressive.
Gavrein: Gavri returns the stare, she wasn't exactly 'Qualified' for this kind of operations, but couldn't remain shut up, either...!.
GM: > REDUCED SENTENCES FOR EVERYONE, RABBAT. INCLUDING THE MEMBERS NOT IN THIS ROOM, AND PERHAPS MORE DISTANT ACCOMPLICES WILL AVOID ARREST ENTIRELY. IF IT TURNS OUT WHAT YOU WERE DOING WASN’T ILLEGAL, I CAN CONSIDER NOT MAKING IT ILLEGAL MYSELF RETROACTIVELY.
Reality Glitch: "Ugh!" Ametrine was well aware of the emergent corruption that conservative-leaning paranoia produced. "And what gives you that kind of unchecked authority?"
Gavrein: "N-No way, they are involving them too..?!" No way, No way they would even-...but he WAS involved....Gavri tried to shoot a concealed, distressed look to Serea.
Serea: steeples her fingers and regards the screen cooly. She gives the other members of the party another "be quiet and let me do the talking" glance, and then speaks:
Serea: "It looks like you've given us no choice." After a dramatic pause, she continues: "It all started..."
GM: DATE: 3/12
Reality Glitch: "Hold it, jellybaby; it goes back further than you think."
Serea: (uh, RG)
Serea: (learn to read the air; we're finishing the flashback)
GM: (I think the term is “read the room,” but yeah.)
GM: It’s the dawn of a new day in Mew York. The first day of your second year of high school, in fact. It might be your first day at this particular school, or it might not. Why don’t we see what everyone is waking up to?
GM: (Feel free to really chew the scenery; this is how you’re establishing your characters, what their home life is like, etc.)
Serea: walks silently to class, a shadow amongst her fellow classmates. Despite her height and unusual couture, Serea attracts shockingly little attention. Just the way she likes it. It's not that she hates people or anything; it's just that connections with others...complicate her life.
GM: (Ah, we can skip the home life stuff if you want...)
Reality Glitch:Sleep mode terminated. Booting main processor. Wetware to cyberware connections stable. Date: 3/12; Temperature: 72 degrees Fahrenheit; Humidity: Tolerable; Time: three hour before scheduled mass education session.
Reality Glitch: Ametrine Stretched and yawned as she awoke from yet another dreamless sleep.
GM: (<@!Gavrein>?)
Gavrein: (Wrrriiitttinngg~~)
Gavrein: Gavrein "Woke up", although sleeping was more of an optional Luxury, she was in fact, an hour early as always, so she began preparing breakfast for her family, getting dressed and promptly hurried going to school still using the early time, eating wasn't necessary too, but she took a very hot piece of bread with butter between her lips, it was better than going empty and cold to school, after all!
Reality Glitch: She had long since relegated the processes during sleep crucial to keeping her mind in peak condition to the .... "enhancements" she has made to the natural silicon circuitry that ran alongside the organic portions of her nervous system.
Reality Glitch: "Alright," she sighed, "first day at a knew school; small price to pay to finally get to venture around the wider world."
Reality Glitch: Ametrine climbed out of bed and meandered to the cupboard. Looking inside revealed the last of her coffee grounds. "Guess I'll need to get more."
Serea: sits in the back in all her classes. By herself at the cafeteria. She doesn't bother anyone, and no one bothers her.
GM: (Er, I think everyone is desynchronized in time here.)
Reality Glitch:Brewing; please wait....
Having built a coffee machine into her palate, Ametrine didn't have to waste time waiting. A point in her favor considering how slow she is this early.
GM: (My next post was to be about the school gates.)
Reality Glitch: ((I won't be too much longer.))
GM: (It’s mostly <@!Serea> jumping the gun here.)
Serea: (ah, whoop)
Reality Glitch:Hygiene status: Needs a shower.
Ametrine half-regretted imbuing the automated prompts with her wit and sarcasm. Maybe wording it as if it wasn't meant for her wasn't the best idea.
Reality Glitch: After a good wash and waxing, Ametrine got around to reviewing the syllabii for her new courses in full detail.
Reality Glitch: When she got to the part of the data file in her head where it said she had Professor Malachi, she nearly choked on the newly made coffee pouring down her throat. She knew it was a gross overreaction to nothing more than rumors spread by vindictive, entitled brats that lacked the courage or attention span to actually learn the material the teachers were presenting. Sure, it would be nice if everyone was given the information in the way best for them, but that runs counter to modern education's goal of standardization. An unfortunate truth, but truth none the less. Some people just can't be bothered to put in the effort themselves to work around that.
GM: (Pfft. XD)
GM: (You almost done?)
Reality Glitch: ((Which part? Yes; almost.))
GM: (The part about Malachi being tough and how “people just need to put in actual effort.”)
Reality Glitch: With the better part of her mourning spent sleeping, bathing, and eating, Ametrine finally managed to exit her humble-abode-for-one with enough time to take public transportation to the school house. Good thing she practiced over the summer; the first several times ended in her getting more lost Fblthp, the perpetually misdirected comic relief of her favorite adventure novel series.
GM: The school gates of Kittvale Academy are bustling with students on their way to orientation, with two teachers keeping watch today. One, a gruff-looking wolf in gym clothes, and the other a smiling manticore-cat.
WOLF: “Geoffrey! Are you seriously going to wear those stupid scarves on your head again this year? Our dress code may be loose, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist! Why can’t you dress more like Mycroft or Kaitlin?”
MANTICORE: “Welcome to Kittvale High, welcome~ Orientation starts in the auditorium, you can’t miss it. Remember to prepare yourselves for the entrance exam~” He notices <@!Gavrein>. “Oh, miss Gavrein, you’re having me for homeroom, yes? I heard your brother’s starting this year. How is he?” Ametrine recognizes him as Malachi Wallace. His eyes seem to linger on <@!Serea> as she passes by, before snapping back to the conversation.
Serea: is aware of Malachi's eyes on her but betrays not a hint that she's noticed.
Gavrein: (would i have to roll anything to notice Malachi doing that or was it obvious enough?)
GM: (Hm... Not that it would necessarily be suspicious even if you did notice.)
Gavrein: Gavrein had already finished her bread by the time she arrived and greeted Malachi. "Ah, Yes indeed my brother starts this year, he was rather eager to meet other Tigers to play with, Mr. Malachi!"
GM: “Haha, well, let’s hope he doesn’t get too rowdy! Still, I heard he’s been anxious about these exams. Is that true?”
Gavrein: "....I can't deny he isn't so sure of himself as of late, my poor brother thinks he is better at fighting than thinking, even if I keep telling him otherwise!"
Gavrein: "But I still confide that he will do great, just as I!"
GM: “Heh, we’ll see about that... But enough, let’s move things along. Mr. Fitztantrum is giving us dirty looks.” Indeed, one could almost claim that the gym teacher is gazing lasers into the traffic jam waiting to happen.
Gavrein: "O-Oh, I just noticed, I should go, indeed." Gavrein says her farewells to Mr.Malachi and walks into the school.
Reality Glitch:Surfnet access granted. Welcome student 1101001; your transfer papers have been processed, no need to take the entrance exam; the orientation is still recommended.
Ametrine couldn't help but chuckle at the coincidence of her student I.D. matching binary. She also felt that last part was Good (+3) advise and turned to head towards the auditorium.
GM: (Er, if you bypass the exam, what is there for Malachi to meddle with?)
Reality Glitch: ((Tests taken later in the term.))
GM: (But... There needs to be outrage soon.)
Reality Glitch: ((I was unaware of this being the specific test since the other P.C.'s aren't taking it.))
GM: (But they will be.)
Reality Glitch: ((But you said they're all second years.))
GM: (... Second years don’t take entrance exams?)
Reality Glitch: ((Entrance exams are a first-year thing.))
Reality Glitch: ((Entrance into the school as a whole.))
GM: (Sorry, I was homeschooled through highschool. Let’s just say that there’s an exam at the beginning of every year that everyone takes.)
Reality Glitch: ((If we're basing this on Japanese Education systems, then my understanding leads me to believe this is a one-and-done sort of deal.))
Reality Glitch: ((Very well, then.))
GM: (Well... it’s not, because plot.)
GM: (So, we ready to move on, <@!Serea>? <@!Gavrein>? <@Reality Glitch>?)
Serea: (been ready)
Reality Glitch: ((I'll repost that most recent blurb.))
Gavrein: (Yup!)
Reality Glitch:Surfnet access granted. Welcome student 1101001; your transfer papers have been processed. Please proceed to orientation. Your homeroom teacher will give you your entrance exam.
Ametrine couldn't help but chuckle at the coincidence of her student I.D. matching binary. It did feel a bit off that she still had to take an entrance exam after her transfer was successful; definitely something worth investigating.
GM: (Crap, it’s getting late already. Still, I think I can go a bit further.)
Reality Glitch: ((I'm here 'til 9pmPST.))
Serea: (i don't work tomorrow so i can stay up indefinitely, within reason)
Gavrein: (4AM, i can go a few more hours)
GM: Orientation began with the opening ceremony, which was wholly uneventful; the gruff, chubby flowercat just kept going on about hopes and potential. (Is this around when Ametrine might be tinkering?)
Reality Glitch: ((Not until the other P.C.'s are the only ones close by.))
Serea: sighs. This speech feels like it's aimed at everybody but her.
GM: (You’re in luck; you’re sitting in adjacent rows, and everyone else nearby has their phones off. (Is having their phones on something <@!Serea> and <@!Gavrein> would do?))
Reality Glitch: ((Sure: let's say that it only works if your devise is on.))
Serea: plays at checking her phone but she's scrolling through the same handful of emails over and over.
Gavrein: Gavrein paid enough attention so that she heard the words, but she took more care on looking at the others around her, maybe someone she had seen before....no, at least someone worth making friends with? she occasionally checked her phone, maybe one of them had a profile on the Surfnet?
Reality Glitch:HyperReality Positioning System activated. Where would you like to go?
Ametrine, bored with orientation, and recording it anyway, started messing around with the mysterious application that showed up on her internal hardware. It was clearly a magical program; that much was obvious from the way it situated itself among you own magic. It still had mundane code, however, and that gave her an in into it's inner workings. Ametrine had tried to delete it from her biology several times, but part of the enchantment on it kept reinstalling it, so she's been taking the opportunity to take it apart and see how it worked ever since.
Reality Glitch:HyperReality Positioning System has been successfully copied onto all nearby active devises.
Wait! What!?
Oh no. Oh, Ametrine had done it now. The app granted the user access to higher levels of existence, and now it's downloaded onto the smartphones of every single student and staff member in the school.
GM: Or at least, anyone rude enough to have their compacts on.
Reality Glitch:Two(2) new users connected. Welcome your new friends.
Or maybe not everyone.
GM: Serea and Gavrein’s compacts both give pings to indicate successful downloads.
Serea: blinks as the notification goes off on her compact. Who would be so rude as to install software without her permission? In fact...who could actually do such a thing? Her immediate instinct is to find a way to thoroughly dispose of her phone and get a new one entirely, but for the time being, she makes an attempt to delete the app.
Serea: To her inestimable surprise and concern, it refuses to delete.
GM: Ayup; the moment it goes away, it reappears.
Gavrein: Huh? When did she agree to a....No, she instantly deletes it, there isn't time for this...!
GM: No luck, Gavrein.
Reality Glitch: Ametrine hurriedly scans the autitorium for who might have been the two "new friends" that just got hooked into hyperreality.
Serea: begins trying to figure out a way to destroy her phone right then and there and make it look like an accident.
Serea: Ametrine doesn't have to look hard for Serea. Odds are she's never noticed her before, but in a rare event she's positively sweating at this new development.
GM: PRINCIPAL FLANGRENE: “... And with that, I wish you all a fruitful year!”
GM: (You mean Ametrine?)
Serea: (sorry, thanks)
Serea: (bluh)
Reality Glitch:Eye-contact achieved. ABORT! ABORT!
Gavrein: She immediately puts the app in a folder alongside the bloatware that came with the phone, she certainly must have missed something. in the meanwhile she switched to looking at the Director saying his last words, trying to look as innocent as possible.
Reality Glitch: Ametrine, panicked, made haste for her homeroom.
Serea: spots Ametrine in the crowd. She only knows her classmates as far as it takes to make what few interactions she gets roped into as smooth as possible, but she can tell that Ametrine is acting very suspicious and odd. She stalks her down the halls, trying her best to be inconspicuous as she does so.
Reality Glitch:Pursuer detected!
Gavrein: She Scrambles for her room, this app was a problem and she couldn't have any of those on her first day, this needed to be dealt with promptly!
Reality Glitch: Ametrine's normally lavender intracarapace lights turned a deep red as she spoted someone following her. Then another, and another. How could she have forgotten that she wasn't the only one with her homeroom. Her glowy bits returned to their normal color again as she calmed down.
GM: “Welcome, welcome class!” The manticore from the gate is standing at the front in his prim beige suit. “My name is... Mr... Malachi... Wallace.” He takes it slow as he writes his name in chalk on the board. “I just got done talking to the third years. Oof! Bet you’re itching to be them soon, huh? Anywho, I’ll be your homeroom teacher this year. Any questions?”
Reality Glitch: "I'm curious about the entrance exams. I wasn't expecting them to be annual." Ametrine inquired.
Serea: sits somewhere behind Ametrine. Not in the back, as per usual, but just a couple seats behind her. For once, her cool, calm expression has given way to a glowering look.
GM: “Oh~ It’s mostly assessment. Helps tailor the educational regiment of the individual students each year. I came up with it myself~”
Reality Glitch: ((Ametrine is sitting front and center; obviously.))
Reality Glitch:Suspicious. At best, I could be wrong about the education system prioritizing standardization over quality.
Gavrein: Gavrein debates her options, the middle row could provide her some cover to try and get rid of the phone app, but the front row is her best chance to know more people and talk...
Gavrein: ...She decides to sit on the front, once Break hits, she'll get rid of this damn app!
Serea: waits for the ideal opportunity to get some answers out of Ametrine. Once she has her alone, what then? One of her needles pressed against a temple usually gets the words flowing quickly...
GM: “Speaking of assessment tests, I hope you’re all ready for one now!” A host of groans rang out. “... Seriously, it was on the syllabus we sent you. Wake up, people.”
Reality Glitch: Ametrine smirked in quite confidence knowing she came prepared for this.
Serea: blinks. Oh, damn. She'd been so focused on the mystery of her undeletable uninvited app that she almost broke character. The anger drains from her expression as she readies herself for schoolwork.
Gavrein: 'Ugh, I hope Kyben can do it...!' Gavrein said to herself 'Lets do this test...'
GM: ...
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GM: “And that’s time. Pencils down, everyone. Yes, even you Kaitlin. Save some extra credit for the rest of us! Turn in your tests at my desk and enjoy the rest of your day. The first years should be done with their tour by now.”
GM: Time to file out. The doors are crowded as, right on cue, the first years are here to swap out with the second years.
Reality Glitch:Population size: your mum. Waiting for openning.
Gavrein: Minutes felt like HOURS......Jesus, IF tests are this hard, Kyben might not have been wrong at all!
Reality Glitch: Ametrine stands back as the stundets file in and out, before letting herself out through any gap that'd appear.
GM: (I wanna have you run into Kyben on the way out, but I’m worried that I don’t know anything about his character.)
Reality Glitch: ((Is Kyben a P.C.?))
GM: (No, but he’s <@!Gavrein>’s character.)
Reality Glitch: ((Then let <@!Gavrein> R.P. as them.))
Gavrein: ((Ay, 💦 Imagine him like a bit of a bratty smart child.))
GM: (Wait, so are you gonna, or will I?)
Gavrein: (Im gonna Be Gavrien, right? and I don't think Rping as both characters would be...right.)
Reality Glitch: ((And while Gavrein and Kyben are talking, Serea's going to approach Ametrine?))
Serea: is rather confident about her performance at the test. After all, it wouldn't do to attract attention with poor grades.
Serea: follows Ametrine, waiting for her opportunity to catch her off guard and press her for info.
GM: (Hm, I was hoping this would happen after the first dive, but okay.)
GM: “Hey sis.” Kyben practically runs into Gavrein. “How’d you do?”
Reality Glitch: ((Actiually, <@!Serea>; Serea has a Good (+3) chance to catch Ametrine before she leaves; what with the waiting for the crowd to thin and all.))
Gavrein: Gavrein stops dead on her tracks when Kyben Speaks to her. "Brother! Thank god I found you. I did just fine, but how did you do?!"
Reality Glitch: ((<@!Serea>?))
Serea: (ah)
Serea: "Excuse me." She says this as politely as she can muster. "I think you owe me an explanation."
Serea: She puts a hand on Ametrine's shoulder, and puts her compact in her face.
Serea: The offending app is on full display.
GM: “I haven’t started yet, stupid. I just finished the tour with the others. Just tell me you remembered, um... right, the stuff about the Candy Rock War. ‘Minsh alive, 225?’”
Reality Glitch:!!!!
Ametrine nearly leaps out of her carapace at the physical contact. Whipping around to face Serea, she panickedly blurts out, "I'msorry,Idon'tknowwhat'sgoingon.I'mnotusedtohavingtotalktootherstudents.BYE!" Then bolts for the door.
Gavrein: "O-Oh, Right, you were doing the tour, so uhm, Candy Rock War....225, Yes, but remember that many combats around the period resulted in Pyrric victories!"
Reality Glitch: ((<@!Serea>?))
Gavrein: 'Yeesh, he doesn't remember the Candy Rock Wars....'
Serea: "Oh no you don't!" Serea says, breaking out into full pursuit. "What is this thing? You know what it is, I'm sure of it!"
GM: “Right, right. Those are when the victor took unacceptable losses. Well, wish me luck, sis...” He definitely doesn’t seem enthusiastic.
Gavrein: "I'm gonna root for you Bro, You can do it!" She tries to cheer him Flashly, Holding him from both his shoulders, face to face!
Reality Glitch:Pursuer Inbound
Ametrine's glowy bits were red with fear again. "NoablaIngles!"
GM: “Gah, put me down! You’re embarrassing me... Siiiiiis...”
Gavrein: "Ah, Right, Right, Sorry..." She giggles, Kyben looked so cute when she provoked him!
Serea: looks around for any way she might be able to cut off Ametrine.
Reality Glitch:Casting Expeditious Retreat
As Serea encroaches on Ametrine, she kicks it into high gear. Literally. Her legs start spinning at the hip like single-poked wheels as she rips down the hallway towards the next class. Unbeknounce to her, however, it's also Serea's next class.
GM: (Man, it’s getting late. Can we wrap it up soon?)
Serea: As soon as Serea realizes she's heading for her own next class, she reduces her pursuit speed to a leisurely gait.
Reality Glitch: ((I'm ready to wrap up when the rest of you are.))
Gavrein: (Yeah, it got pretty late ^^;)
GM: (Yeah, Serea trying to confront Ametrine early is really gonna drag out this day...)
Gavrein: (WE could leave it on a tense Cliffhanger ala Novela...?)
Serea: (yeah, i'm ready to wrap up whenever)
Reality Glitch: ((Or right here. I'm fine with right here.))
GM: (Sure thing.)
GM: !end
