Announcement 001

[intercom_voice]

[Whether you're waking up in the clinic just now, or have already done so and are now wandering the halls, a sudden screech of microphone feedback blares over the speakers before fading back out.

A moment later, a woman clears her throat. Her voice is husky and mature, but still feminine, and overall she sounds very authoritative...if not a bit sarcastic.]

Good evening, and welcome to the new school year. I hope your arrival was a pleasant one, last year everybody threw-up from motion sickness, it was quite messy.

[There's a long pause as she seems to think, or perhaps just let any anticipated bustling chatter calm down.] Now, you're all intelligent human beings...for the most part. But I suppose I'll pretend I'm talking to the insipid uneducated masses for a moment; it shouldn't prove too difficult.

[She clears he throat again.] In every hall, you shall find a small intercom. You may use that to ask me any questions after my announcements and "privately" converse. Now, if you head North down one of the halls near the clinic in the Central Wing and keep going, you'll eventually come to either the West or East Dorm Wings, depending on which fork in the road you chose. There you'll find all necessary bunk beds and spare socks.

So, make sure you're all well rested for class in the morning; we wouldn't want to get a failing grade now would we?

[And with that, there's another burst of feedback before her announcement abruptly ends. Anybody who had been wandering the halls will notice a distinct lack of...well, anybody else aside from new arrivals, the Nurse, and the Lunch Lady.

The strange woman over the loudspeakers may have mentioned classes, but the school seemed completely devoid of any teachers to provide those classes. In fact, a lot of things seemed...off.]

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[theydcallmeking]

[The first thing Croc notices is the feel of cold linoleum beneath him. That's not right... he didn't fall asleep inside somewhere. No, he'd spent the night in the sewer that night, on concrete. Similar, but not the same. He snapped awake and look around. He felt a swell of rage building in him. Who did this? Who managed to move him here, and why?]

[His head jerked in the direction of a speaker as an announcement started up. What the hell? What kind of bullshit was this woman spouting? Maybe she move him here? Was this some kind of weird form of punishment? He found himself giving in to his frustration and rage, tearing into his surroundings. Once he'd calmed down, and destroyed the area he was in, he began to wander. He was unnerved slightly by how empty the halls seemed.]

[postprincess]

[Nia was wondering the halls too, and she stops dead in her tracks when she sees Croc. She doesn't seem to be frightened though, only curious and a little cautious.]

...Are you a "beast man"?

[theydcallmeking]

[Croc also stops and stares her over. She didn't look like a regular citizen. One of those vigilantes? Or Maybe another Rogue?]

[When she calls him a 'beast man' he lets out a growl and grabs her by her collar and lifts her up.]

Oh, so we got a wise-guy runnin' around here huh? Think yer real funny don'cha?!

[He snarls]

I ain't no beast man, I'm Killer Croc lil' girl! You better learn ta' respect me!

[postprincess]

[Predictably she lets out a little squeak when she's suddenly manhandled and lifted off her feet. But Nia doesn't panic, even as she's wincing slightly from her collar digging into her skin.]

Ah--Oh, no, I was only told that men like you were called "beast men" because they have scales, or fur, or fluff, or snouts! I never meant to offend you Mister Killer Croc.

[She doesn't even squirm, because Nia's sure that this Killer Croc was not a bad man!]

[theydcallmeking]

[Croc found it slightly odd, and annoying, that she didn't seem to react to him. Though it didn't seem to anger at the same time. He looked her over, but didn't quite put her down yet. If she was messing with him he was going to make her pay for it.]

The hell is a beast man? Never heard of anythin' like that.

[Maybe this kid watched too many shows and was just confused. Maybe that's why there wasn't any fear in her eyes...]

[postprincess]

[He wasn't putting her down yet? Nia supposes she'll just have to keep explaining until he does, then.]

They look like you, Mister Croc, and like a lot of other things! From my understanding, there are "humans", "beast men", and "gunmen". It is quite odd though, that you have never heard of them before! I was lead to believe it was common knowledge in this outside world.

[theydcallmeking]

[Croc sighs and finally puts her down.]

I think you watch too much t.v. kid. There aint nothin' like that in the real world. At least people don't call stuff that. Just people and monsters, though I guess they're kinda the same thing.

[He let out a small chuckle as if that was his own clever little joke.]

So kid, how do we get outta this joint?

[He's assuming for now that she's stuck here too.]

[postprincess]

...What is a "tee vee"? [That question alone probably says all that needs to be said about Nia's TV habits.]

And...I am not sure. I just woke up here a little while ago, Simon and Miss Yoko and the rest of Dai Gurren all seem to be missing.

[She glances around, a worried look on her face as she brings a hand up to lay against her chest.]

[theydcallmeking]

You... don't know what a T.V. is?

[He sighs. Okay maybe the girl was just a bit... touched.]

Maybe they're here too. You should go look for em.

[He feels slightly worried about the girl, but he shoves that out of his thoughts the best he can. Its just some random girl anyways. He shouldn't be giving her too much thought. Especially if she doesn't know how to get out. He should just leave her there... but he doesn't.]

[postprincess]

No! [Said with a big, bright, and beaming smile.]

But yes, you are correct--I should look for them! Hm...

[Nia walks to the nearest door and jiggles the handle. It's locked, but the next one isn't. Unfortunately, it's just an empty classroom.

She closes the door again and takes a good look down the hall before smiling again. It's almost...passive-aggressive.] This is going to take all day.

[theydcallmeking]

[Croc couldn't help but smirk a little himself. What could he say, the girl seemed to be infectious.]

Well... hope you can find em.

[He just kinda watches her for a bit, he considers leaving but isn't sure if splitting off from the only person he's met so far is a good idea. It's not often he finds company that isn't going to scream or attempt to hurt him.]

Maybe. Who knows.

[postprincess]

[She lets out a heavy sigh!]

Well, I suppose I must start somewhere. It would not do for me to give up, especially not when I know Simon would never do such a thing!

[...So she slowly starts going down the line of checking doors. This becomes a long, and boring process.]

[theydcallmeking]

[He watches her go on for a bit.]

Don't ya got a phone or somethin'? You could try callin' him?

[He didn't usually carry one, but he knew most people did... unless she didn't know what that was either.]

[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy heard someone raging pretty hard, but instead of running in the other direction like every instinct in his bones told him to, he seemingly loses complete control of his body and inches around the corner to see what the fuss was about.

He startles so hard by what he sees he almost drops his gun. Oh fuck, is that some kind of super mutant? It has to be! Which is why Roy raises his gun in a panic and fires off a shot--

--except, his gun clicks loudly instead. Apparently, he has to reload.]

Shit!

[theydcallmeking]

[Croc can hear, and smell the new hallway occupant. The first thing he sees is the gun, zoning in on it, then he looks at the man's face. A face of fear and hate. The same face he's seen all his life. He feels a heat building in his chest as his rage begins to consume him.]

Oh, so you think yer gonna kill me. A monster? RIGHT? WRONG!

[He starts to walk towards the man quickly as he begins snarling.]

You people make me sick, all of you!

[Croc looses himself to his rage, and to his past traumas as he charges the man.]

[thatcatfrom101]

[That's not the reaction Roy was expecting from a super mutant. This guy wasn't stringing together a bunch of words in a barely coherent sentence. Just as his stomach sinks at the realization that there is probably a whole breed of super intelligent mutants out there, it sinks even further when he realizes that he just pissed this one off.]

--Fuck, man! I just don't wanna' die, okay?!

[MAYBE HE CAN REASON WITH IT--oh shit it's charging at him. In that case, Roy will dive back around the corner after firing a shot. Though his hands are shaky as hell, so it's likely to miss.]

[theydcallmeking]

[A bullet hits him in the shoulder, but he barely reacts outside of his body briefly recoiling from impact. He chases after the man, only stopping long enough to rip a water fountain from a wall so he can throw it at the other man.]

[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy is set on not looking back, until he hears the sound of something being torn from...somewhere. He turns in time to see the beast tearing a fucking water fountain from the wall and he just about shrieks something along the lines of "holy shit" before ducking into what looks like a lounge room.

He stands there for a good couple of seconds before he runs and slides under a small table in a moment of panic.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, he's so dead!!]

[theydcallmeking]

[Croc storms into the room and immediately begins to throw things around the room. He pauses and sniffs the air.]

I smell ya, ya rat!

[He flips the small table over, revealing Roy.]

[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy can only sit there and wait as he hears things getting tossed around like nothing. He's about to try and make a run for it when the table above him goes flying off, leaving him totally revealed.

He raises his gun and fires at the thing in a last ditch effort.]

Fuck off!

[theydcallmeking]

[That only serves to anger him further. He makes a grab at the man.]

[thatcatfrom101]

[Roy tries his best to scurry out of reach of the thing's hands, the fact that the bullets just angering him doing nothing to discourage him from shooting.]

Don't you fuckin' kill me!

[That was supposed to be pleading...but.]

[theydcallmeking]

[Croc picks up a large chair and throws it across the room at the man. Croc's head is getting a little fuzzy as he continues to loose blood from his wounds. Not that he needed to worry about it too much. As his wounds would soon start healing.]

[He charges the man again.]

[thatcatfrom101]

[Unfortunately that chair manages to hit him, knocking the wind right out of him, as well as the gun out of his hand as it slides far away. All he can do is scoot back as much as he can, though his heart stops when he feels himself back up against a wall. He feels behind himself hoping there'd be a doorknob, but there's nothing.]

I don't know what kinda' super mutant you are but you're obviously not like the rest of 'em! So just...fuck, have some restraint or somethin'!

[theydcallmeking]

[Croc's not listening. He reeled back and aimed a punch at the man. He then attempted to grab him so he could toss him into an adjacent wall.]