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

[theundertaken]

Kidnap victims!

[Shoving the spoon at Prompto!]

[photoshooter]

Eeaaugh, I refuse! Unkidnap me this instant!

[This he shouts at the ceiling as he raises his hands as an anti-batter barrier, because you always shout at the ceiling when you talk to your as-yet-unseen captors and overlords.]

This is not how you treat prisoners of war!

[theundertaken]

[yeah that makes sense]

The Geneva Convention doesn't apply in SPACE! Probably!

[photoshooter]

[The what? Well, whatever, he doesn't know anything about politics and stuff. Prompto hops away to grab a plate to defend himself with. Protect him, dish.]

As a vested member of the Crownsguard, I can't let you incite cake-based anarchy aboard this innocent vessel! Especially if it means making me eat raw cake batter! I had self-defense training!

[theundertaken]

Self-defense this!

[He flicks the spoon, flinging batter at the plate.]

[photoshooter]

[Shriek!]

Prison riot!

[RUN AWAAYYYYYY]