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Who: Everyone
When: Day 1 – noon
Where: The Auditorium
What: ROUND 1 BEGINS

[Some hours have passed, leaving you time to mingle and explore to your hearts content. However, as the clocks tick over to noon … the bell rings again. And this time, it's followed by the hissing static of an intercom system.]

Ahem! Ahem, is this thing on? Ahh, yes … If all Students and Instructors could kindly make their way to the Auditorium, our first class can begin.

[Those people who are understandably reluctant to follow that instruction may just find their feet moving for them, plodding them into the massive assembly hall. Once they're there, the door slams shut and locks behind them.

… There's nobody there, but the intercom is still on.]

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[Well, you're trapped, and the Mysterious Man behind the intercom seems content to leave you all stewing in suspense. How do you pass the time?]

...This really is a stoopid school.

Anyone bring a deck of cards?

[Henry's response to that announcement was to shrug and say "sure, why not". Maybe he'll find some things out about this stupid place.]

[So enjoy one kid lounging on an auditorium chair, feet propped on the back of the seat in front of him.]

Huh? What kind of quiz competition starts like this?

[ panicking a little more than he'd like ]

Sadly, I did not.

Are they gonna... do anything?

[Headtilt.]

[ Bucky passes the time by looking for any secret exits or other places a Mysterious Man could be hiding, which means that while he at first checks out the team-colored doors, soon enough he's on the stage, investigating the curtains and the backstage area...

...he does shy away uncomfortably from the center of the stage, though. It's really not his style. ]

[ H. Hahahahahaha. ]

[ Coco takes up a position nearer to one of the walls, fidgeting idly with the knife she tucked away in the waistband of her skirt. She's smiling, but it's tense and humorless. ]

"Quiz competition."

[And I was still at the stage where my new tazer has two triggers on it.]

[...welp. Guess I'll just call it a doubletazer for now and like, get back to that later.]

[Sure is an instructor over here.]

Know any games we can do to pass the time?

Just what kind of school is this supposed to be . . . ?

I don't think there's going to be a quiz competition after all.

[shocking, I know.]

[. . . someone is clinging tightly to the door frame while his feet involuntarily try to drag him into the auditorium]

Not-- this-- time!

Ain't that what this is?

[ he's surprised more people haven't come to this conclusion. but people aren't dumb like he is. ]

Word chain is a favorite.

Once things have started I will tell you the lay of the land as I know it--Many of my old teammates are here, and we need to determine what the others feel.