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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[newcycle]

[well she's going to be in the hallways, staring at rule 7. That-- what? That didn't sound right. In fact, that was one more thing that seemed completely off about this setup. The other being-- how the heck did she even get there?? She'd been about to give herself up to save the airbenders and now...]

Oh no-- I-I have to get back...!

[Later, in the bathrooms, she's going to be marveling not at her orange jumpsuit, but at her hair. How did it get so short? She certainly remembered having long hair. But this is.... hm. It didn't look bad, but... did anyone else get a haircut?

Finally, Korra finds herself staring at the espresso machine.

What is this weird technology? Help her out, wise ones.]

HIS TIME HAS COME

[dejabrew]

[This was a sour awakening, but there’s coffee. Thank god there’s coffee, and...someone who looks way out of her depth.

His customer service instinct kicks in first.]

Can I help?

[quadjumps]

[ yuri wakes up in a daze. the voice from the device is a bit of a rude awakening, and slowly he comes to the realization that he's lost. a hotel, maybe? well, it's kind of shitty, if this is supposed to be a hotel. he'll complain to yakov...wherever he is.

except that device on his arm wasn't there before. yuri blinks at it, and then tries to remove it--but doing that feels like he's going to rip his entire arm off. it's...sort of frightening. he decides to look through it, scrolling through it with ease like the tech-savvy kid he is, and he only briefly glances through everything before he stops on his own profile.

this is some kind of joke.

yuri storms out into the hallway. ]

Yakov! Hey, Yakov! Where are you?!

[ he looks left and right, paces around a bit yelling for yakov, and then he's looking straight ahead through one of the windows. ]

...What?

[ it looks like...nothing but an endless sky of stars. he stares at it for a moment, and then turn to the nearest person he sees with a scowl on his face: ]

Hey, you. Where are we? What the hell's going on?

[photoshooter]

Wh-what the...?

[Prompto only scrolls through a couple of the profiles on the PIP before returning to the mini-map, scanning it one more time against his growing dread. There's no exit.

His clothes: replaced. His gun: inaccessible. His friends: probably in the same danger, because last he knows, they were all still together. Is this some kind of new Niff base, all white and sterile like this? Prompto gulps, having explored the room he woke up in from top to bottom, breathes out shakily, and creeps out of that sliding door into the hall, staying low, taut as a bowstring, to inspect the other rooms on the map.

And the second he sees movement, he yelps and ducks into whatever common room's closest, unwilling to risk detection alone and unarmed.]

Waah!

HELP HER SHE DOESNT KNOW HER ESPRESSO FROM HER POUR

[newcycle]

Uh-- Sure? I mean, be my guest. Just... one thing...

What is this?

[titularly]

[Well so much for sleeping in.

On a day like this, Osomatsu would be in a nice, cramped futon with his five identical brothers, sleeping all the way until eleven or noon with the smell of breakfast wafting through the air. They'd all hurry downstairs to eat, and have a nice, relaxing day like always. Except today, Osomatsu woke up to the sound of an unfamiliar voice chiming from somewhere near his face. He woke up in a bed, not a futon. By himself, not with his brothers. In unfamiliar clothes, unfamiliar walls around him, and an unfamiliar smell.

It didn't take long for him to figure out something was wrong, and he doesn't waste much time when his mind catches up with his eyes to leave his room and figure out what was going on. He wanders down the hall, noticing other confused people starting to emerge from their rooms but something else catches his eyes first. The windows showing off the vast space around them.

He runs to one of those windows and places his hands against the glass in childlike wonder, his eyes just seeming to get wider and wider.]

Hey, hey! C'mere! Look at this!

[He'll pretty much drag anyone walking by to shove their face at the window and show them. This kind of situation isn't really.. amazingly surprising to him, so he'd rather marvel at the fact that they're in motherfucking space right now than the fact that they've been kidnapped.]

[in4apounding]

[This was not where Penny expected to wake up. In no small part, at least, because it specifically involved waking up, which was a singularly rare occurrence for someone that didn't need to sleep. Maybe she'd been taken offline to install- whatever the heck this thing was on her arm. It looked a little like a scroll, if scrolls had suddenly regressed about ten years in terms of technology. But she didn't remember any scheduled maintenance or upgrades, and-]

[Her weapons were offline. Not even present, as far as she could tell. That was. Not good. Incredibly not good.]

[So it's with more than a little panic that Penny emerges from Room 9, looking around for any sign of familiarity.]

Hello? Mister Ironwood, Father? ...I think I'm someplace I don't know where I am, it's VERY distressing.

[Her search, unfortunately or not, doesn't last long; it lasts precisely until she manages to stumble across one of the s many windows into the vast, starry expanse outside the station. Penny stands transfixed, breathing even less than usual as she stares into space with fascinated wonder.]

Oh...

[And still later, she might just approach you wherever you are with a wave and a grin that's far too cheerful for someone who's just been kidnapped.]

Sal-u-tations! I'm VERY sorry to bother you, but I have to ask. ...Is this you? Is the information correct?

[She's holding up the PIP to the profile screens, displaying whoever she's talking about.]

[dejabrew]

It’s... [He’s not sure what part she needs explained, here.] It’s an espresso machine. It’s a way to make coffee.

Want me to make you something?

[challengesfate]

["Um, I never got to thank you...for before. So...thank you. You were very brave."

"You saved my sister's life. My name is Chrom. Might I ask yours?"

She turns slightly, only allowing herself to catch a glimpse of the man before her out of the corner of her eye. Any more, and it would be difficult to keep her composure. In battle everything is fine, it's easy to swing a sword and focus on the Risen, but this? This is an entirely different kind of situation. She finds her mouth dry when she finally responds.

"You may call me Marth."

It's not exactly the last thing Lucina remembers, but it's what sticks with her, what echos in her mind as the strange voice makes her jolt awake. The lack of a mask on her face is what she first registers, and she brings a hand to her furrowed brow, blinking sleep away...and then notices the thing. It's on her arm, and it is completely foreign to her, and she stares at it for a full minute before taking in the alien room around her.

This is not the outskirts of Ylissetol. This is not anything close to what Lucina knows, and her mask is gone, and her clothes are gone, replaced with this stretchy silver skinlike outfit, and Falchion is -]

What...?

[Falchion is gone. She's unarmed. She's in a foreign place and her belongings are gone and this is so, so far from okay. Lucina rises from bed, throwing the covers off, and immediately makes for the door, not noticing how it locks behind her as she emerges because everything is even stranger outside. The silvery walls and floor, the lights, the other doors...all of it is absolutely unimaginable to her. For a good while, she finds herself gaping at everything as she stands in front of Room 2.]

Where...where am I...?

[Eventually, though, perhaps at the goading of those who may have emerged from their own rooms, Lucina finds herself in the cafeteria, looking at everything with growing look of lostness.

What in the fuck is anything right now.]

Hallways

[in4apounding]

Get back where, miss?

[Have a small ginger girl who's just as confused as you, Korra.]

...Do you know how to get 'back'? Does that mean you know where this is?

[newcycle]

[start with "coffee", because the look she gives makes it pretty clear she still has no clue what any of this is]

Sure. I'll try anything at least once.

I'm Korra-- do you... live... here?

[someone hasn't looked st the profiles yet.]

[titularly]

[Being waved over by a cute girl is something Osomatsu can't ignore. So he'll chipperly waltz over to Penny, and when she shows off the PIP he leans in to look it over and gives her a shake of the head with a small laugh.]

Sorry, but that's my brother.

[Identical twins are a riot, aren't they?]

Here!

[Osomatsu scrolls through the profiles on the device, landing on his own.]

This is me.

[photoshooter]

What? Huh? I-I have one of those profiles, too?

[Prompto's already in the cafeteria, sitting with his hands clasped in his lap and heel tapping anxiously against the ground. He blinks, then raises his own PIP to swipe through it until he reaches his profile, then freezes. Freezes and frowns, feeling something other than abject terror for the first time since waking up.]

Uh, no. I am not from Niflheim. And what's that even supposed to mean about my weight?

[newcycle]

Well... no. I just know this isn't where I need to be!

[oh no how do you explain what was happening? Korra wasn't sure. It's not like it was in the news...]

Do you know where "here" is?

Windows

[in4apounding]

Oh, salutations!

[Congrats, Yuri, you've managed to distract Penny from the marvel that is deep space. Unfortunately, she's still much too cheery for the situation at hand.]

And that's easy!

[She points out the window in question.]

We're in space! ...Somehow. It's pretty, isn't it?

[in4apounding]

Oh.

[Deflating just a little bit.]

No. This definitely isn't where I'm supposed to be, either. And my weapons are gone.

[quadjumps]

[ SORRY TO BURST YOUR BUBBLE PENNY but yuri is not a happy camper. he just looks even more furious now, maybe at the fact that she's too cheery for this, or maybe it's because he already knew they were in space, but... ]

Pretty? Is that really the first thing you're thinking of right now?

[photoshooter]

[Prompto looks at this, and instead of marveling at the miracle of the universe, he pales under his freckles and steps back.]

What--but--how is this even possible?

[Panic level: over fifty percent and rising.]

Where are we?!

[challengesfate]

[She'd literally just started walking towards the center hallway with the sign, what the heck]

Aaugh!

[STUMBLING BACK BECAUSE OF THE NOISE there are no weapons there is no shield there's not a damn thing to defend herself with, but the boy just went and darted into the library, so she does the only thing she can think of - she darts after him.]

Hey, wait - please wait! Who's there?!

[in4apounding]

[Oso no, she's like three.]

Oh! Yes, I see the differences now. I'm very sorry.

[Is she being serious? She sounds like it, anyway.]

Is it accurate besides that, though?

[quadjumps]

[ when prompto slides out of his door, little does he know that yuri is there, just sort of...watching this weirdo sneak around?? it's when yuri shifts when the dude finally notices him and runs into one of the common rooms.

uh. ]

Hah? What's your problem?

[titularly]

Duh. We're in space!

[Osomatsu says this.. scarily casually, and he goes back to pressing his own face against the glass.]

Don't'cha see the stars everywhere? We're totally Sci-Fi!

[in4apounding]

I think everyone here has one!

[Please don't sound so happy about that.]

...And it probably means you're EXCEPTIONALLY light for someone your size.

[She could probably bench you if she had to bro.]

But I'll make a note about not being from- what was it, Niflheim? Is that a village from outside the kingdoms?

[She's doing it, too. Pulling up the PIP's note-taking function and tapping it in.]

espresso machine

[quadjumps]

[ yuri's investigating the cafeteria, making note of whatever's available. well....at least they've provided food, whoever their captors are. he looks over at the machine, and waits a few seconds for this girl to get out of his way. but she's just....staring. how annoying.

so he's going to shove his way past her, over to the mini fridge, without a word.

RUDE. ]

[titularly]

[To her apology, the twin just gives a small shrug and he moves back so he can casually fold his arms behind his head with a grin.]

Yeeeep, pretty much! Kinda creepy how accurate it is, actually.

[Not commenting on "Waste of Space"... not that it's wrong.]

They totally got my brother right too! I mean, did you see how long his thing was?