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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[photoshooter]

[After a pause, Prompto peeks back out the door of the art room, as confused as he is terrified.]

Are... aren't you just a kid? What are you doing here?

[quadjumps]

[ ?! ] I'm not a child!

[ dammit prompto ]

And do you seriously think I know why I'm here? Why are you here, huh?

[photoshooter]

Because...

['My best friend is the fugitive King of Lucis and I've killed a bunch of Imperial soldiers and stole their property and, I dunno, jaywalked?' No, he's not saying any of that.]

Um. I. Don't know? I--I don't know. This isn't some kind of prison?

[quadjumps]

I sure fucking hope not.

[ he really means that. holy shit. if this were a prison-- ]

I didn't do anything wrong. Why, are you some kind of escaped convict?

[photoshooter]

[After a long pause, he winces and says:] No?

[You could sound more sure about that, Prompto.]

I-I mean, definitely not. Come on, do I look like the kind of guy who could be a criminal?

[quadjumps]

[ . . . ]

So what? Did you rob a bank? Steal candy from a little kid?

[ honestly this guy seems like the type of person who'd do the latter and freak out over it, yuri thinks ]

[photoshooter]

No! What kind of jerk would do that?

[Ardyn Izunia, probably.]

[quadjumps]

[ well. that reaction from earlier's got yuri curious. he's going to scroll through the profiles, find this guy's--prompto, what kind of name is that?--and then he's got a shit-eating grin his face. ]

Occupation: Fugitive. So? What are you on the run for?

[photoshooter]

What--what? Let me see that!

[He just kind of hops over to Yuri's side to lean over and see what's on his PIP. And what he does see is...]

--What the hell? That whole thing's obviously a joke!

[quadjumps]

Sure it is.

[ STILL TAUNTING HIM.... ]

But I guess since we're stuck in space with nowhere to go, maybe this is a prison. Lucky you, huh?

[photoshooter]

What--who cares about that?

[He points accusingly at Yuri's PIP.]

I'm not from Niflheim!

[quadjumps]

Never heard of it.

[ just....a Look. ]

Can't be in Europe.

[photoshooter]

The hell is Yerp?

[quadjumps]

...Are you really that shitty at geography?

[photoshooter]

You're the one who's never heard of the Niflheim Empire.

[quadjumps]

Because it doesn't exist?

[photoshooter]

How does it not exist?! Tell that to all the people they've killed in the last few months alone!

[quadjumps]

The hell are you talking about?!

[ now he's getting frustrated-- ]

If something like that happened it'd be all over the news. Surprise, there's nothing. You're crazy.

[photoshooter]

It is all over the news! What papers do you even read, dude?

[quadjumps]

Uh, the internet?

[ ? ? ? ? ]

Either you're delusional or this is all some fucked up fantasy-sci-fi dream I'm having. Because I should be back on earth and not in the middle of goddamn space!

[photoshooter]

Auughhh, this doesn't make sense, I just wanna go home! ...Or I would, if home wasn't taken over by Imperial forces!

[HE'S GOING TO CRY. ANGRILY! But also sadly. He's smad.]

[quadjumps]

You're seriously pissing me off--

[ oh my god IS PROMPTO GONNA START CRYING. YURI IS. NOT HAVING IT??? ]

Hey! Don't start crying like a little baby!

[photoshooter]

I've been captured and undressed and they took my cell phone and some kid is telling me my entire life story is made up! That's my real life, dude, fuck you!

[;~;]

[quadjumps]

What?! That's my real life too, asshole!

[ WHY THIS..... ]

[photoshooter]

I didn't say it wasn't, I just asked a question about yerps!