Opening Ceremony!

[principalmouse]

Who: Everybody!
What: Opening Ceremony! Say hi to all your new friends! It's a meet 'n' greet!
When: OPENING DAY!
Where: Just inside the Academic Building
Warnings: None yet. Yet.
[In a wide open hall with banners and a various sundry of celebratory items, the headmaster's rousing speech begins to come to a close.]

In short, you all are here to save our world! There is a threat out there that we must face, but we cannot face it alone. [His demeanor is pleasant, but thinly veiled. His stress is evident in his words, but he is attempting to stay cheerful.] We must do our best to watch over our friends and family and neighbors, no matter who they may be.

We are all responsible for one another. [He lets the silence hang for a moment before letting off and overly cheerful--] HaHa! [Was that a bit forced? Or was it just me?]

Well, guys, it’s time for me t’go, got lotsa stuff to take care of bein’ headmaster and all. But please, get to know one another, go check out classes, and find out where you live on campus! [He gestures to various sections of the room, all labeled with bright colored papers and text.]

I’ll see y’around!

[And with that, the headmaster is off! No, seriously. Watch him go, he’s movin’ fast for such a short guy.]

((OOC: WELCOMING CEREMONY LOG! Feel free to create starters here and tag everyone! Don’t be shy. :) You can use prose or action text, whichever you’re more comfortable with.))

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merida → ota

[myownhand]

[Alright, so she had a mother for a bear, at least temporarily, and she had faced a few weird things in her time. But Merida—merida doesn’t think she’s going to get used to a gigantic mouse for a ‘headmaster’. And really that’s just the start of the weirdness that will be transferring to this school for her. Dunbroch wasn’t exactly “hip with the times”, and she’s still getting used to the ‘lights’ overhead.

But right now. Right now she’s going to check up on her rooming assignment. At first she’s pleased because she’s so high up in one of the buildings—but then.]

Wait, roommate? I have a roommate?

[OKAY SO. MAYBE SHE WASN’T ALWAYS SUPER PRINCESS LIKE—
But she NEVER had to share a room before.]

Re: merida → ota

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Don't mind him, he's just sitting over here on the table where you picked up your rooming assignment - on the table - with a folder of his own in his lap. He may or may not have also leaned over and snuck a peak at said rooming assignment and decided that since she's so shocked by the roommate factor he's gonna be a troll now. ]

I know, right? Weird. You gotta wonder who it could possibly be.

[ Said oh-so-casually, as he holds a conspicuous piece of paper in his hands. ]

Just think, it could be anybody in this entire room!

[ Sliiiiding that piece of paper casually across the table. For absolutely no reason. No reason at all. ]

They could be right next to you and you'd never know. Crazy, huh?

[ Just. Staring up at the ceiling. Whistling. And twiddling his thumbs. Don't mind him, don't mind him at all. ]

[thneed]

[ He has to double check his own rooming assignment he's holding once the big ball of red hair - He bets he could knit that into a sweater - unexpectedly blurted out like that. Roommates?

Nope. Another read through of his paper ensures he's still the top floor in what looks like the nicer building all on his own like he had been two seconds ago. A third read ensures that this is not magic paper that changes your roommate situation. Crisis averted.

Sucks for red, though. ]

Just hope they don't snore on you.

[la_plus_belle]

[Luck would have it that Belle passes by, just in time to overhear.]

Is there a problem, mademoiselle?

[delancret]

I take it you aren't accustomed to sharing quarters.

[Of course she isn't, she tells herself, not with the way she's dressed. She's obviously noble. Danielle shrugs her own shoulders.]

You get used to it.

Jasmine || OTA

[runawayroyal]

[While Jasmine had listened to the headmaster's speech with pursed lips, stiff spine, and concerned visage, the posture and expression didn't last terribly long after Mickey took his direction to exeunt. After all, the danger wasn't here now, and though she had her responsibility as a princess to uphold, it didn't mean she couldn't bask in her new-found freedom.

Thus, faced with completely new surroundings and the actual ability to move place to place as she pleases, she takes the opportunity to explore the building. Curious, she peers at all the papers on the doors and peeks in through the tiny windows, taking in her new place of residence. However, being so focused on the building and rooms themselves doesn't bode well for moving about the halls with other people.

It isn't long until she bumps into someone.]

Oh! R-really, I'm terribly sorry.

[Oops.]

[illuminaria]

[ Oh please, it's tough not to! Rapunzel's not really watching where she's going, rather wrapped up in her room assignments, she's found herself in the wrong building entirely. ]

Oh! No, it's fine, I wasn't really...uh, watching.


...Sorry, but, could... could you maybe help me find where this is?

[ Joe West. Not Hoover, Rapunzel. ]

[stormflies]

It's fine.

[Astrid brushes her hands over the front of her uniform (which is something she believes will take a while to get used to), a slight frown peering out from under her bangs. She then lifts her chin, casting a dubious glance over the girl before her.]

Though a word for the wise, keep your attention focused on where you want to go instead of everywhere else at once. Works wonders.

Hiccup | ota

[dragonconqueror]

[...a talking mouse.

Okay, he could deal with a giant dragon and even cannibalistic barbarians, but a talking mouse took the cake. Hiccup had a feeling things were going to be weird here. Not that it wasn't already. They didn't exactly have a school system on Berk, unless you counted the pirate training program that younger kids took, but other than that things weren't taught. Vikings weren't exactly a learning lot, so he was gonna push the weirdness aside and look forward to being around people more his intelligence level.

...maybe that was hoping for a bit too much.

Hiccup scanned his eyes down the classes list, squinting before his eyes adjusted to the lights overhead on the strange parchment.]

[thneed]

Did you make that?

[ 'Tact' isn't anywhere to be found here.

The Once-ler had been standing next to him, examining the class list. Skimming it for anything of interest and inwardly questioning why there's a significant lack of ones dealing with music. At some point he glanced over to look at the person next to him. And then looked down.

Now he's knelt down and tilted sideways so he can start stare better at one of this poor kid's feet. Or lack there of. He might have poked it too. This is not how you're supposed to introduce yourself to people. ]

[la_plus_belle]

[Not everything is as it seems, for beauty is found within.

Within the building, actually.

In about three seconds, right next to Hiccup.]

Are you finding everything all right, monsieur?

[Okay, maybe classes haven't started yet, and maybe she's only an official a staff member in terms of the completed paperwork at the moment; but with this new lease on life, Belle wants to do the best she can in her new position at the Academy. And luckily, after her own little debacle of finding her way around the buildings, she has learned a good bit.]

Re: Hiccup | ota

[delancret]

[Oh, it's a dude dressed in weird gypsy clothes. She likes those. Danielle walks over to him, her list of classes in hand, and gives a small, very quick curtsy.]

Hello. You look just about as bewildered by all this as I am.

Belle || OTA

[la_plus_belle]

[Belle had thought she couldn't see anything stranger than what she had already been exposed to, the floating islands included.

However, discovering Monsieur Mickey Mouse actually was a large mouse is something of a shock. Luckily, after having lived in the Beast's castle, however short her stay was, she comes to accept this odd, vaguely unsettling fact as something she'd just need to get used to soon.

After his speech, she stands, straightens out the skirt of her dress, and begins to explore the building. However, after several rounds, she realizes her office and classroom numbers are nowhere in sight.

Odd. Maybe they switched rooms and didn't tell her.

She pipes up at the first person to walk past her.]

Pardonnez-moi, but have you seen any papers on the doors that say French, Literature, or Belle on them? I can't seem to find my classroom.

[allucinator]

[He glances over at the girl-- woman? Woman, he thinks, that's more complimentary, and don't girls like compliments?]

Nah, sorry, but I can help you look, if you want. You a teacher?

the once-ler | ota

[thneed]

[ The debate begins: Mouse vs. Annoying Furry Peanut.
Mouse: 1
Mustache: -10

The mouse gets +1 for asking in a formal letter, thinking-- no knowing Once-ler can help change the world, and not questioning anything. Good on you, mouse. Good on you.

He's idly wandering around off to the side of everyone else, keeping to himself while he gets a feel of the area, and just watching everyone with a bit of an uncomfortable expression like he feels really out of place. Or maybe he's silently judging everyone. (What the heck is that person wearing over there??)

He's definitely not sure how to approach anything at the moment and keeps drumming his gloved hands on his sides awkwardly. It's not exactly like he's around people too often unless they're his family or customers or some random rich people at some function you want to get money out of. These are peers right here though. They're going to be people you learn with, and maybe save the world with, and aren't there to get money out of (yet). He should know them on a personal level. Connections are to be made. Networking. Socialization! Going to have conversations about things not business. ...When was the last time he spoke to someone about something completely unrelated to business?

...

Uh-oh. Drawing a blank. ]

[barelyknow]

[Needing some space, M.K. filed through the crowd until she had found a somewhat clear area. She was sociable enough, but she needed a break every once in a while, especially under circumstances as crazy as these. Part of her just wanted to go back to her dorm and crash back into bed. She'd almost be able to pretend nothing was wrong there. Thinking that sounded and awful lot like quitting M.K. shook her head to clear out any thoughts like that.

She heaved a sigh and brushed her bangs out of her eyes. She nodded casually at Once-ler before leaning up against the wall. She gazed out at the other students before glancing back at Once-ler.]

I'd ask if you're new, but that seems kind of moot at this point.

M.K. | ota

[barelyknow]

[Giant mice she'd seen. Technically. Giant talking mice? Not so much. You'd think after talking bugs, plants and tiny people she'd be a little less sensitive to the crazy, but apparently not.

She stood in stunned silence until she shook her head and shrugged the whole thing off. Weird was going to happen. She'd just have to get used to it one way or another. Taking a deep breath M.K. turned on her heels and looked around at her fellow classmates. None of them looked too daunting, thankfully. They were all in the same boat really, weren't they?

With a strong step forward M.K. approached the nearest classmate and held out her hand.]

Hey. I'm M.K. This is some place, huh?

[illuminaria]

[ Wait, were you talking to her?

Oh wow, you were! Rapunzel smiles hesitantly. ]

Yeah. Really, it actually kind feels like it...goes on forever.

[ Oh! A handshake, for her? Gladly! Rapunzel's almost a little too excited. ]

I'm Rapunzel! It's really nice to meet you, M.K.!

Wait, is it...the letters? M.K.? Or Emkay, like a word?

Giselle | ota

[dreamingoflove]

[Giselle had been very attentive during the headmaster's speech. It left her feeling more than a little concerned about her decision to come and teach at the academy. Could she really help save the world? She'd never accomplished such a large task before...but if that was what was required of her then she had to try.

After the headmaster's departure, Giselle stood up and smiled brightly. It was time to greet her students and fellow teachers. That at least was something she could look forward to with all her heart. Meeting new friends was always a wonderful experience. With the intention of traveling back to her classroom, Giselle stopped to talk to just about anyone she came across as if they were already dear friends.]

Hello! How are you? Welcome!

[kingofnightmares]

[Oh dear Moon. Wasn't she just bubbly? Pitch is taken aback by her enthusiasm. He takes a moment to blink away the surprise from his face and looks around. Oh. She was talking to him. That's something to adjust to, after being invisible for a few months.

Pitch clears his throat and forces a smile with his jagged teeth visible.]

Yes... hello.

[Pitch isn't used to talking to people so energetic. There was Toothiana, but that was a different story.]

I'm doing well. And yourself? Have you been adjusting to the Academy well?

Jack Kelly | OTA

[allucinator]

Aw, jeez.

[Already this is like a bad trip-- but at least everyone else seems just as perturbed. Jack glances among his fellow students, his teeth worrying at his bottom lip for a moment. No one said anything about a giant mouse-- a giant mouse that can talk, that squeaks and laughs and looks slightly terrifying--

--but nothing about this is normal. That black mist shit that had invaded New York isn't normal, and David-- David!-- forgetting who he is isn't normal-- so why should anything else be?

Might as well try to take it in stride, he figures. Digging out a cigarette, he lights up and begins walking around, trying to meet his fellow students. Heroes. Whatever.]

[myownhand]

Can't say I like th'idea of a giant talkin' mouse runnin' things either.

[Yup. She's thinkin' it. Everybody's thinkin' it. Let's not even lie. It's written across everybody's face.]

But I guess if th'academy can keep us safe from th'mist maybe it's worth all th'trouble.

Pitch Black | OTA

[kingofnightmares]

[The ceremony was amusing to say the least. Pitch was there for it, in the very back of the room. He wasn't one for being out in the crowd, directly at least. Plus, with all these festive colors around, Pitch stood out like a sore thumb with his monochrome being and matching attire.

Mickey was an interesting character to say the least. A talking mouse didn't bother him too much. He knew a talking rabbit. Mickey just a different rodent. And smaller. And far more cheerful. But his demeanor was a curious one to the embodiment of fear.

Pitch could be seen walking around the parameter of the room. And you know what you might also see? Some black sand rising from his feet behind him. The sand hisses and twirls, forming into a horse. That's right. A horse. Pitch smiles at those he passes, un-phased about the horse trotting behind him. Might as well make an impression.

The Boogeyman was not to be messed with.]

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Pitch is keeping well out of the way of the biggest portion of activity in the room, and Jack isn't even expecting him anyway, so it's a while before he ducks out of the crowd and happens to notice the Boogeyman pacing the edge of the room out of the corner of his eye. He starts, stares, and then narrows his eyes.

The last time Jack saw Pitch was when the hole in the earth closed over him and his swarm of Nightmares. Seeing him here, now, with one of them pacing behind him and apparently under control is a shock, and his caution levels ratchet all the way up to "danger in the room" in about three seconds.

Moments later, the Boogeyman will hear a voice addressing him from behind. ]

Okay, who invited you to the party, and what were they smoking when they did it?

[ The question starts out jovial enough, but the last half of the sentence is punctuated with terse, harsh tones and a dangerous twirl of his staff as Jack takes a couple of steps forward. ]

[shepherdofthefrost]

[ Okay, but seriously, if the mouse thinks he's fooling anybody into not being terrified with that lackluster opening speech, the academy's got way bigger problems. Jack watches this all from one of the higher windowsills in the big room, one leg dangling idly into space. When the speech is over, he laughs, drags his hand down his face in exasperation, and mutters to himself. ]

This guy cannot be serious.

[ Somebody's gonna have to lighten the mood in this room. Luckily he knows just the person. He gathers himself up to spring lightly from the windowsill, and his landing in the midst of the crowd a moment later is preceded by a gust of wind and a cloud of sudden snow flurries.

In all the chaos? It's likely to go unnoticed by the majority of the room. But if your character happens to be standing nearby they might suddenly feel inexplicably a little less nervous, a little more cheerful. If they're not standing nearby they might get hit by a snowball in the back of the head or another faceful of snow flurries at some point as Jack weaves his way through the crowd, keeping mostly out of sight and stealth-bombing people with magic. Or, they might catch him in the act. Who knows? Anything can happen. ]

{ OOC: Okay so I may have totally forgotten this before, but if all you nice folks could please hop over to Jack's permissions and let me know if it's okay for him to use ~FUN MAGIC~ on your character, that'd be swell. }

[barelyknow]

[M.K. was weaving through the crowd, hands in the pocket of her hoodie when a snowball crashed squarely on her back. She stopped dead in her tracks, only momentarily confused by the fact that there was a snowball. Inside. When it wasn't winter.

Okay...

She spun around, inspected the offending ball of ice, and then scanned the room. She smirked. Even laughed a bit.]

Alright, who threw that?

rapunzel ♥ ota!

[illuminaria]

[ WELL IF THIS ISN'T OVERWHELMING.

But it is! It's exhilarating and overwhelming and just---Well, give Rapunzel a minute to think here. Turning over the map in her hands, all she really does is linger off to the side, hoping no one would...well, trample all over all that hair. She's tried her best to gather it into the neatest pile possible next to her---

Though that certainly doesn't stop any stray feet. Nor does it stop her wandering around.

So if you see Rapunzel---and you likely will---exploring, don't be afraid to follow that trail of hair to it's owner. If you're lucky, she may even be on the same floor when you find her. Otherwise, she might be so enthralled with what's going on, she might even bump into you! ]

[allucinator]

Er--

[Hair. Lots and lots and lots of hair, and Jack can't help but say hello to the girl to whom it belongs. She looks sort of nervous, anyway, and Jack feels semi-sympathetic.]

All right there?

astrid | ota

[stormflies]

[A talking mouse....

Really. And this place was supposed to help them figure out how to stop the Mist? The entire situation held a certain discomforting air to Astrid, first of all from the fact that she has to be away from Berk at all during these times, to pretty everything else she's seen thus far at this Academy.

She stands towards the back of the assembly with her arms crossed and her lips pursed. She may look stern, but go up and talk to her and one will probably learn... that yeah she can be pretty stern.]

[dragonconqueror]

...Well I can tell this is going to be a long year.

Aisling | OTA

[aislingoftheforest]

[The talking mouse is a surprise, but only because of how big he is, and that all these others can understand him.

Save the world? Aisling is mostly concerned with her forest, honestly. ...And wherever her best friend is. And Kells a little, because her best friend's uncle is in there--but that's in her forest anyway, so anything that saves her forest will probably help save the village.

She's less than enthused about classes, too, although--maybe you have to read well to be able to beat the Mist? She knew that a Book was supposed to turn darkness into light, so maybe that had to do with the reading and not just the art?

She leaves the building as soon as she's able. She tries to ignore everyone around her and turns to scramble directly up the side of the building. She has a map, she knows the place she's supposed to stay is nearby, but she's also worked out the word "garden" on it. That seems much more appealing. Maybe she can see it from the roof.]

[runawayroyal]

[On her way to Hoover Hall, coincidence -or perhaps fate- places its hand. In awe of the strange architecture, Jasmine has been carefully examining the buildings as she walks.

However, the form of a young girl so high up strikes panic through her.]

Are you all right?

[She calls up to the young girl, ready to spring into action and sprint up to the floor with the window nearest to the white haired lass.]

[believedinapeach]

[He's probably the only one here who isn't weirded out by the giant talking mouse. He is a bit unnerved by the speech, though. It didn't instill much confidence.

Shifu sighs and starts looking over some of the papers he received upon arriving: paperwork relating to his class that he'll need to fill out, a map of the campus, rules of conduct, etc etc etc... He's keeping to the side of the room, where he hopes he's out of everyone's way, but-come on. He may be a few feet below eye level, but the regally-dressed red panda sticks out like a sore thumb.]

[aislingoftheforest]

[For just a moment, Aisling stops on her way to the doors to glance at the strange creature. She feels a prickle of curiosity--the creature has more papers than she has--but no, she needs to find her way to somewhere more comfortable.]

Danielle | Ever After | OTA

[delancret]

[Yeah, count Danielle on the "weirded out by the overlarge rodent" train. She looks around the place, thoroughly fascinated and anxious in turns about the new experience and life ahead of her, and the world-changing responsibilities that come with it.

After a moment to breathe, she straightens her (mercifully full-length) skirt and goes to check out her classes- checking out the sections of the rooms where fellow students are lined up - European Literature, Ancient Mythologies, and Kung Fu.]