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

[titularly]

EHHH?! EHHHHHHHHHHHHHH?!?!

[Aaand that smile is gone as soon as it came, as he starts flailing his arm around in front of him as if it's a foreign object that was suddenly attached to his body out of nowhere, the hand still in his clutches as he doesn't think to just... let it go.]

EW, EW, EW, EW, EW, EW, EW, EW, EW---

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

Eh?

[OH FUCK SHE FORGOT ABOUT HER HAND. Tho this is hella amusing so excuse her for laughing.]

Gaha- Have ya- Ha- never- Haha- met a Zombie- Haha- b-before?!

[Zombina is going to continue laughing now. Ah she loves being a zombie when she gets reactions like this. She'll have to mess with this one more later.]

[titularly]

[He's just going to throw her hand at her laughing face, his own red with embarrassment and also disgust.]

Z-Z-Zombie?!

[this boy isnt afraid of being in fuckin space for no reason but a little zombie has his jimmies ruffled??]

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

[HAND INCOMING. Thankfully this is easy peasy for Zombina to catch with her still attached hand.]

Oi watch where you're throwing that! I'm gonna need to sew the damn thing back on myself later! Geez, way to treat a gal!

[Any anger rapidly dissipates again at the reaction. Oh man.]

We're in f-hahah-fucking space-Haha a-and the shocking thing-Ghahah- here is that I'm a zombie?! Pffthahah~!

[titularly]

Well space actually exists!

[YOU CANT BLAME HIM FOR BEING FREAKED OUT, OKAY]

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

Wow, rude! Next you're gonna tell me that Lamia and Harpies don't exist either! I mean liminal species were thought ta be fake until recently, but geez man! The Interspecies Exchange Bill was all over the news and shit!

[Zombina is still grinning though.]

Thouuuuugh your reaction is honestly hilarious enough that I'm glad you might live under a rock, because hoooooly shit I have not gotten a reaction like that in a while!

[Adorable. This keeps getting better and better.]

[titularly]

I don't live under a rock, I live in Tokyo!

[HE'S OFFENDED GOOD SIR]

And Tokyo definitely doesn't have zombies walking around like normal people!

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

I think there's actually a decent amount of us Zombies running around, so who knows, maybe someone ya know's actually a zombie, but ya never noticed! Some take better care of themselves, so they ain't all torn up patchwork like me.

[MAYBE ZOMBIES ARE EVERYWHERE AND YOU JUST DONT KNOW IT]

Buuuut yeaaaaaaaaaah, it's pretty damn strange that you'd live in Tokyo and like not know zombies are a real thing now.

[titularly]

[That's scary.. no....

But it has him thinking, actually. If someone was a secret zombie, who would be the most likely..]


....do you think a twin brother could be a zombie without me knowing?

[theworldsliveliestcorpse]

Well, if they've been near death and got bitten, then yeah maybe. Or like, disappear once every three weeks. Gotta get the preservative fluids changed at the hospital and stuff.

[Secret Zombiematsu confirmed? LOL no Zombina kinda doubts it but hey, ya never know!]