Welcome to the Program

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Good Morning, Champions. In the interest of maintaining healthy sleep patterns, a day/night cycle is in effect. Your presence is expected in the cafeteria in exactly one hour.

[The voice comes through not a large speaker, but through the device that's attached to each Champion's arm. Further investigation of the features of the device will reveal a list of profiles, a mini-map, and a list of rules. The hallways are shiny white and silver, with running lights along the floor and lights on the ceiling, and at the junction of the hallways is a sign with a knife and fork icon and an arrow pointing down the hall.

Welcome to the Excellence Program, Champions. Time to get to know your teammates.]

Comments

[cyan_maid]

["Listed as champions"...that's something to look into later, for sure, because that sounds super weird.]

That's...very strange. But, do you suppose, perhaps they...weren't taken?

[tasteslikesurvival]

I think so or at least I hope so.

[cyan_maid]

...I'll keep my fingers crossed that it's just us, and not...any of the people we care about, at least.

[If this girl is so concerned about her club, they must mean quite a lot to her. Jane can understand that - if her Dad was in danger, she wouldn't know what to do. He can handle himself, of course, but still.]

[tasteslikesurvival]

...Yeah. Small blessings, huh?

[She would be worried about more people but, ah. Her friends were the important ones.]

[cyan_maid]

Small blessings indeed. And if they are alright - which I'm hoping they are - they might be trying to come and find you.

[You can only worry about so many people at one time.]

[tasteslikesurvival]

Now I'm just imagining Yuki trying to find a rocket to find me.

[And she'd try, too.]

[cyan_maid]

[Jane chuckles softly.]

I can imagine my friends trying to build a rocket to find me - rockets aren't out of the realm of possibility, if we're really in space.

[tasteslikesurvival]

I don't think mine could build one but they definitely could try to find one, I bet. Anything's possible if we're in space of all places.

[cyan_maid]

If we're really in space.

[Still not convinced of that one yet.]

[tasteslikesurvival]

We could be in a desert for all we know.

[cyan_maid]

Exactly - we could be out at sea, underground, on a mountain...but they're just making it look like we're in space. We don't know for sure!

[tasteslikesurvival]

That's a weird thing to try to trick us with but that's more likely than us being in space.

[cyan_maid]

It's a weird thing to build a giant metal thinamajig and kidnap people and put them in shiny footie pajamas. At this point, I'm assuming weird is going to be the norm.

[tasteslikesurvival]

We could all be stuck in an RV, all twenty of us. That would've been weirder.

[cyan_maid]

That sounds like it'd be the setup for an awful comedy movie. Twenty strangers stranded in an RV, sharing one closet-sized bathroom...at some point, a raccoon popping up in random places becomes a running gag...

[SIGH, she's been watching too many streamed movies with her friends.]

[tasteslikesurvival]

Especially if we're locked inside the RV.

[...It'd be funny, though.]

[cyan_maid]

Oh dear. No, I don't think we'd make it a day in those kind of quarters.

[THEY WOULDN'T NEED MOTIVES TO KILL]

[tasteslikesurvival]

I think it'd be funny but you're right.

[cyan_maid]

Hence why it's better suited to a movie and not to real life.

[tasteslikesurvival]

Some things are better left to movies. [Like zombies. Fuck zombies.]

[cyan_maid]

Or video games.

[Also like zombies. Really, just. Fuck zombies.]

[tasteslikesurvival]

Video games, too.

[Why do zombies exist.]