Okay, because my other attempt stumbled a bit in the beginning, I'm going to restart this.
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You are only allowed to post if you are a registered player. To do so, wait until a new character is introduced and name it. You will play that character from then on.
Please, no silly posts. I want this to be a relatively serious story.
Underneath this line, the story begins and all following posts will be in-character.
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You are a sophomore at Darrensburg High. While in the middle of an
otherwise unremarkable math class, the power briefly goes out. After the
power comes back on, the principal tells your teacher through the
intercom to come to the teacher's lounge. That was five minutes ago. Your class is beginning to worry.
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As was mentioned earlier, you aren't adjacent to anyone, so you move forward a seat and attempt to strike up a conversation with the person in front of you (although you have no idea why)
What will you say?
The person in front of you looks surprised for a second, then she smiles.
"Ha. That's an odd way to introduce yourself."
What do you say?
"Really now? I'm Laura. I haven't decided if I'm pleased to meet you yet."
Your teacher walks in. He appears to be sweating.
He looks as if he's about to lie, but then decided not to.
"A group of people is trying to break into the school."
This just raises further questions, but he leaves before you can ask anything.
Laura turns to you.
"I suppose we're friends now? Seems like the right time for it."
You walk to your desk, pull out some paper, and begin to plan.
What do you do?
As you attempt to fold the paper, you repeatedly fumble. You begin to nod off.
STUDENT 1:
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STUDENT 2:
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STUDENT 3:
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Lyle Thomas, Luigi Galvani, or Pennsylvania Wainright, what will you do?
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"What do you think you're doing? This is serious."
"What happened when I was asleep?"
The student is red-faced.
"Mrs. Otov left to meet with some of the teachers in the teachers lounge about twenty minutes ago. Then some of the other kids got worried and set out to find her. How could you have slept through that?"
The scared boy ends the conversation.
You don't normally worry that easily (in fact, you pride yourself on how composed you usually are) but you start to go a little crazy.
In a more-or-less composed way.