Week One

[stagemanagers]

[Yesterday, everyone woke up in a strange place and realized that they'd been kidnapped, and also that everyone else around them may or may not be kinnies? Wow, what a weird escalation of kin drama! Given what some people have seen of Spongebob's freaky arm thing, though, maybe it's not that at all?

Your Assistant Director, Hester, showed off her stuff and immediately had her life threatened by Lumpy Space Princess, who got her life threatened right back. Maybe you should keep that in mind if you decide to pay Hester any more visits! She won't be making another public appearance this week, but as promised, she'll be available for visits and consultation in the Principal's Office during business hours.

If you don't want to chat with Hester, there's always the school to explore! Some of you might also be receiving mysterious coins next to your bedside this week - those must be useful for something, right? There's lots to do, and you all seem like a group who can make your own fun, so enjoy your first week of school!]


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(( OOC: This will be the last mod post for this week! Feel free to start submitting regains for any threads that aren't with Hester. Remember, song threads mean an extra coin! This is a peace week, so get all that CR while you can! ))

Comments

[fourbutts]

[ because where tangled songs are being filked, apparently there i shall be ]

I mean hey, maybe it'll be like a regular high school and everyone will just... settle into cliques and chill.

[ She is also trying to be hopeful, and is also perhaps less than built for it. ]

I mean, I'm not gonna say no.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[It's your calling, clearly.]

...You know, there's a few things about this whole situation I don't understand. Like, uh, most of what you just said.

[She stars grabbing ingredients off the shelves. Let's start with... the bread.]

I'm not exactly the best chef in Corona, but I can make some food.

[fourbutts]

I do like food.

[ She just sort of. Lifts herself up to sit on a counter. ]

I can explain some of it, if there's anything you're totally lost on.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Then I hope you like sandwiches.

[She concurs, sliding her prep station to the side of the counter so Janis has some room.]

So, I'm guessing that "high school" is different from just... school. [Bread? Bread time.] What's a "clique" supposed to be?

[fourbutts]

I'm down for sandwiches.

[ Ah. She takes a breath. ]

Yeah, it's uh. A high school is a building full of fourteen to eighteen year olds who by design outnumber the adults twenty to one. And everyone gets to go through it! And cliques are... groups of people, I guess? Like back in Medieval times I guess you'd have, like... the artists, the monks, the knights in training, the... plague victims...? It's. People who are into the same thing so they hang out, and then we make a big social food chain about it.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Good. Because that's all I have out right now. They should've kidnapped the castle cooks if they wanted grand meals. Or Lance.

[Meats and cheese it is!]

Yup. Plague victims, everywhere. [She snorts.] So, it's basically a hierarchy. Everyone sticks to the people that have similar interests. Dorks, fighters, Pub Thugs. That sort of thing... I get it.

[fourbutts]

Yeah, you know, that's about right. We just call them nerds, jocks, and Cubs fans. Humanity never changes.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

I... guess I should be happy about that? Good to know that people are always the same, no matter what time or place they're from.