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.]

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[hellahighwater]

Most people leave text stuff to texts.

[lmafo]

Artists gotta art.

[ She flips to Lunafreya's page. ]

The heck's an oracle? In this context, I mean, I know oracles are the prophecy-slinging magic types.

[lmafo]

I mean like ninety percent of what I do is texts, it just kinda seemed natural.

[photoshooter]

[He blinks. 'Pretty boy?' That's not something anyone's ever called him. Wait, isn't that what Aranea calls Noct?

Wait, right, question. He shakes his head and clears his throat, trying to collect himself before he looks completely stupid.]

Oh--uh--no. Uh, not yet. Only, you know. These.

[He points to his PIP.]

It said we were supposed to be here for something. I guess maybe we'll meet whoever's in charge then.

[quadjumps]

Yeah? Then what? You're gonna beat the shit out of me? Rule number seven or whatever?

[keepmeinyourheart]

A video game? I must admit, I have never played one of those. How would this be like one?

[Please teach her about them.]

Nyx Ulric was assigned to be my guard while I was in Insomnia for the treaty. A Kingsglaive. I was in his company when I woke up here.

[keepmeinyourheart]

After the meeting, should it prove fruitful, it would be worth taking a look around.

No. I keep the world from falling into darkness.

[quadjumps]

Do you honestly think the people who brought us here would help us get out? What kind of thinking is that?

[ i am so sorry slaine ]

[le_mat]

Probably not. This is set up for a long haul. That's what scares me.

[photoshooter]

What? No! Shouldn't you know? You're one of them, aren't you?

[He only got a quick glimpse, but the guy definitely looked Imperial.]

[newcycle]

[she knows he's saying that to get under her skin, and yet]

Rule number 7 has nothing to do with this.

[batfortheprincess]

[it's okay!! he's heard worse, honestly?? yuri is already one up on some of the people Slaine knows, he's doing good!!!

Also he should've explained himself better anyways, so there's that too.]

No... but if no one else on board has enough experience with managing this place, then we may be worse off if they were to be injured or killed. That is all I meant.

[And he kind of doesn't want to be stranded here uhhh]

[keepmeinyourheart]

The Astrals, or as some have called them, the Six, reign over our world from another realm. [She goes quiet for a moment.]

Titan, the Archaean, steadfast as stone.
Ramuh, the Fulgurian, sharp as lightning.
Shiva, the Glacian, gentle as snow.
Leviathan, the Hydraean, relentless as tides.
Bahamut, the Draconian, unbending as iron.
Ifrit, the Infernian, fickle as fire.
Since time immemorial, they have watched over Eos.... This is as written in the Cosmogony.

[She shakes her head, then stops, looking a bit troubled.] ... that I cannot be sure about. Not with the state that Niflheim is in.

[keepmeinyourheart]

Yes. Prompto is from Eos. [Wait] He said from the same place? Prompto hails from Lucis.

[photoshooter]

Well, she is magical, but if you mean 'prophecy-slinging' like she makes prophecies, that's super not her deal.

[By now, Prompto's had the 'different worlds' conversation a couple times at least, and even if it's absolutely unbelievable, he's willing to do a little exposition here for Luna's sake.]

The Oracle's job is to go around talking to the gods and healing people, which only she can do. So she's basically the most incredibly good person on Eos. And Lady Lunafreya w...was the youngest Oracle in history when she got the title, which makes her the most incredibly good at being the most incredibly good person, ever.

I think she knows about prophecies and stuff, but she's more on the fulfilling end than the prophecy...ing end. [That's totally a word.]

[batfortheprincess]

[There's noticeable silence before he says anything else.]

...Do you know where we are right now?

[lmafo]

Oh shit so like. The real champ right there.

[ Prophecying is totes a word, Prompto. ]

I wonder what kinds of things gods say, anyway... probably juicy gossip about other gods. "I heard Zeus broke a pool table at Ra's big party last week" or whatevs.

[photoshooter]

W...wait. Wait, what?

[There's something more important to explain here than video games. For the moment, anyway.]

You... still think you were in Insomnia before you woke up here?

[photoshooter]

[There's a lengthy pause on Prompto's part, as well, as he tries to figure out what trick could possibly be at play here. He can't think of any answer that would sound right, though, so eventually he admits:]

...No?

[It's gotta be one of those things, like, we know you know what you did, so start talking, buddy, right?]

[hellahighwater]

...As long as you don't start talking in emoji.

[hellahighwater]

[ She's just saying the facts, my dude, like. Chloe raises her eyebrows at him, unimpressed. ]

Well, whoever it is better show up really damn soon so I can knock their teeth in.

[le_mat]

...a captain.

[le_mat]

So far that I've seen. Kinda rides up a little but I guess it could be worse.

[photoshooter]

Mmmmm, those aren't gods I'm familiar with, but to me mostly what the gods say sounds like "RARRGHHBLARGHLEBLARGH SKREEEEE smash smash smash!"

[He raises both his hands into monster claws to demonstrate and mimes smooshing people against the table, then shakes his head and shrugs, crossing his arms once more.]

But that's just me.

[le_mat]

All senseis are created equal, huh? Guess it can compare to grassroot banter slinging like yours either way.

[He's enjoying this too much and it shows]