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.))

Comments

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.]

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.]

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.]

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.

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. ]

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?

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!

[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.

[thneed]

[ His thoughts snapped out of trying to find something "normal" in a social life that seemed to only include tiny bears and his mother. And money. Money's good.

But hey a distraction. He crossed his arms and gave a M.K. a once over before offering a little smile and an agreeing nod. ]

I think the novelty of someone being new won't kick in again until at least a week.

[barelyknow]

I guess that is a plus to showing up at the start. New kid stigma is never ever good, no matter what parents might tell you.

[Mom's intentions had been good, but there had been nothing about starting a new school that had been "positive" or "life-affirming".]

[thneed]

There are parents that actually disagree with new kid stigmas being a negative thing?

[ He's pretty sure his mother mentioned something about the new kid getting hung up by his underpants unless he got in with the popular clique. Good thing everyone's new. ]

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.]

[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?

[barelyknow]

[She shrugs.]

My mom was a particularly optimistic person. She was thinking about the great opportunities and all that.

[thneed]

Sounds a little familiar. Might be a certain type of mom thing.

[barelyknow]

I wouldn't be surprised. There's probably some switch that flips on once you become one. Suddenly you become optimistic about everything and forget all about your own school experiences.

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.]

[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?

[thneed]

I don't think mine would be optimistic about an actual mouse running things, mom switch or not.

[dreamingoflove]

Oh, yes. [She nods enthusiastically.] It's a lovely place to stay, even if the circumstances are a bit...

[She pauses, looking for the right word.]

Troublesome. Don't you think?

[barelyknow]

[She laughs at that.]

That's a really good point. I have no idea what mine would have to say about any of this.

[thneed]

Can't ask her?

[myownhand]

[O-ohkay I guess today is the day Merida is approached by the beaming light of cheeriness that is Giselle.]

I-- Hello? [It's actually a bit odd being surrounded by people who don't address her as princess or keep up formalities]

--Are y'a teacher? I had a question, about th'rooms. D'we all have roommates? D'we have to?

[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.

[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. }