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Test-Drive Meme - January Pre-Game

TESTDRIVE MEME
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It’ll be a few days before classes resume, but there are a number of fun events on campus to help students re-adjust to campus life, or learn the ins and outs if they are recent arrivals. Faculty, of course, will need to get to work immediately. Lesson plans and mission assignments wait for no-one, after all.
[All threads in this meme may be treated as canon should all involved characters be accepted into the game. Normally, the Faculty meeting will be held at the end of every month ICly, as this is the start of the game we’re incorporating it into the Test Drive. Faculty who accept missions will retain those mission assignments for the month, should they be accepted into the game. If not, we will distribute the remaining missions as needed to the Faculty who are accepted in.]

A. FACULTY IN-SERVICE
As is customary, the school faculty meet before the start of the next month to review the mission portfolios and determine who will be leading what, as well as discuss plans and concerns they might have regarding students. As it’s not uncommon for some students to attempt to listen in and get more details on the upcoming missions, the meeting place changes every month and some faculty serve as wardens to make sure students are kept away.
This month, the meeting is in Robespierre 401. The table is laid out with a number of pastries, snacks, and coffee for the assembled teachers and the projector is revved up and ready to go, with readily available laser pointers for any faculty giving presentations. The day’s Agenda will be discussing incoming students, discussing the start of the term and any expected issues, discussing the mission dossier and assigning faculty, and a few presentations from faculty on ongoing projects and educational advances they feel are worth sharing.
[The following missions are on the docket, they will all require a Faculty volunteer to lead a group of 4-6 students. Running these logs will fulfill the Faculty member’s log requirement for the month of January. Full details will be provided to the Faculty member via Private Message after their application has been processed]
I Wonder What This Button Does
January 14th
At the start of the year, the vaults of the academy is opened and volunteers are allowed inside to help organize the growing collection of artifacts and treasures that is kept securely inside. Due to how old the collection is, many labels have faded and many items have undergone changes, so it has become imperative to keep an accurate record. For students, cataloguing the collection is considered extra credit, though any attempts to smuggle any artifacts out will be met with severe disciplinary action.
28 Bleach Vats Later
January 18th
Cassandra indicates a horde of zombies will materialize from the outland in North Dakota within the United States. As is customary, the horde has been auctioned on the Runic Markets. The winner this time is the American Defense Contractor Coldsteel. As part of the auction package, Daybreak Academy will provide Coldsteel with support and recovery.
This mission requires 2 Faculty members, each leading a group of 4-6 students for two portions of the mission.
Ocean’s Six
January 21st
Cassandra has provided a readout of all roulette results within the Casino strip in Las Vegas, Nevada, within the United States. As is customary, a group of students and an instructor is to be dispatched to garner as much winnings as possible without arousing suspicion. Participants who successfully earn money without their sources being discovered will be entitled to a commission based on their earnings. Students will be provided with $10,000 in seed money and false identifications if necessary.
With the power of foresight, enter Casinos with the winning numbers, make as much money as you can, and try not to get thrown out
Hunt - Several Bones to Pick
January 23rd
Cassandra has noted thick mists inside the Parisian catacombs have given birth to an undead monstrosity. Dubbed the Bone Horror, this monster is collecting parts from corpses to grow in size and strength. Prognostication indicates it will emerge from the Catacombs within a month’s time. It is to be destroyed.
Hunt - Dullahan Texas Ranger
January 28th
Cassandra has been tracking a Dullahan’s emergence in the US state of Texas for some time, and we predict he will begin to move soon. Prognostication indicates that the Dullahan has been absorbing the culture of the local area and styles itself to be something of a cowboy, with aims to slay any local humans that tread upon the area it deems its ranch. It is to be destroyed.
B. WINTER BANQUET
It is customary for Daybreak Academy to hold a grand banquet at the start of every term, and today is no exception. Part celebration, part ice-breaker, the Grand Banquet is a chance for students and faculty to mingle, meet new people, and share a delicious meal.
Today, the tables are arrayed with thick roasts, massive turkeys, and whole pigs as the main course, as well as giant tofu and mushroom platters for the vegetarian and vegan students. Massive dishes heaped with breads and pastries line the tables, as well as broad bowls filled with any number of salad and side ingredients. The table centerpieces elevated ice sculptures of (allegedly) mythological creatures such as pegasi, griffins and dragons standing atop a giant pillar of ice that is surrounded with cold desserts on tiered platters.
While there is an abundance of food, with as many ravenous students as there are it is depleting quickly. Fortunately, an array of servants, both living and golem, are on hand to replace empty platters and assist as needed.
C. DORM ROOM ICEBREAKERS
With the chill of winter setting in, what better way to warm hearts and spirits than dorm icebreakers? Whether you agree with this or not, chances are - especially if you’re new - your RA has dragged you to the common area to participate in a number of (arguably) fun Icebreaker activities that were likely found by checking the first Google result.
Fortunately for those with lower tolerances to people and/or cheesiness, with the whole dorm turned out for these activities, escape may be possible! Unfortunately, many among the student body have heightened senses and supernatural combat abilities. Either way, it’s gonna be a rough evening.
D. IRIS NETWORK
It’s that time again. With the start of Winter Term, returning students and faculty need to update their Iris Network profiles with their current dorm residence and any new credits, class statuses, or accolades they may have earned. New students and faculties will have their profiles pushed to the top in an effort to help them integrate into the broader network, and it’s customary to post responses to people’s updated profiles “Liking” their content and making plans to meet up.
The code below will allow you to update your Iris Network Profile for the new term. Better get it up and see who all responds.
[The below code will ultimately be used for the profile for your character upon acceptance to Daybreak Academy. Please replace or fill in all text in the areas that are capitalized and do not delete any code lines]
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He glances around the place a little before looking back to the kid. "It is pretty fancy isn't it? But you know, things probably aren't so much as they seem. I mean, they made me an assistant, but you want to know the truth? Didn't have a thing before I got here. Clothes on my back, old guitar, that's it. So, maybe some of the others look intimidating but I'd bet they're not as extreme as they seem and that at least... half of them are just as nervous. My tip? Try to talk to people like you're already friends. Or like they need one. If that doesn't work, give yourself a shake, pick yourself up, and try the next person. After a while, you won't notice you're nervous so much as you did."
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Whether Héctor realizes it or not, those words are actually comforting. Peter hasn’t exactly been talking about it explicitly here, but... he’s a poor kid. Always has been, or at least he was until the Avengers picked him up. And even then he’d kept that from them as much as possible. And it shows in his clothing. Brand new but kind of uncomfortable; he doesn’t quite know what to do with school clothes that aren’t hand-me-downs. Hell, he’s never worn a school uniform before really. Nothing this fancy.
He swallows a bit at Héctor’s advice, nodding. “You really came here with nothing?” he asks, uncertain but not disbelieving. “How did you even get here? I thought everyone else was at least rich or fancy.” Or both. Poor dudes like them don’t seem to fit the aesthetic.
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He's glad the kid looks a little more at ease, even if it's not by much. He laughs softly upon the question.
"They look for people, don't they? For whatever is they're trying to do, they want to find people. I'm sure there's a few here who actually are rich or fancy or what have you, but there's plenty without too." He twirls a hand in the air as he speaks. "They just want to try anything that can help. And that means they think you can. As for how I got here, eh, bit of a long story but they picked me up out of a tight spot and made me an offer. Of course I said yes. Before that though? Pretty much homeless. Don't tell the others kids too much, people get worried around that type."
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“That makes sense,” he says, rubbing at the back of his neck. “That’s how the Avengers phrased it when they found me.” More like they’d been desperate enough to draft a fifteen-year-old but. Details. He has more important things to ask, like —“Why the hell were you homeless? Are you okay?”
Deeply concerned about you, Héctor.
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He waves a hand, shaking his head and grinning like it's really no big deal. Just a long and funny story.
"Ah, I'm fine. I just got a little lost in the outlands for bit is all, got my pockets emptied before I found my way, but you know? You go to visit a new country, it happens. Sometimes you just have bad luck. It's no big deal." Totally no big deal.
"I'm more worried about what these Avengers are up to. Avenging. Sounds kind of violent don't you think?"
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“Nuh uh, me first,” he says, frowning. The Avengers questions are legitimate! Like, seriously legit. But dude, don’t try to brush him off. Just mentioning being lost in the Outlands makes his stomach churn. If there isn’t more to the story, then he’s gonna eat his hat. Someone’s hat! Whatever. “How the hell do you get lost in the Outlands without dying? There’s like a billion daemons out there.”
He knows this because he’s been there. And fought some.
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"That's a really long story," He says. "I guess I... knew a couple of people? They lived out there, I met up with them, they knew their way around more or less, showed me the ropes. Mis primos! Ah, miss those guys. Don't miss the outlands, but those guys, they were the best."
And having answered that without answering at all, he lets him seat himself on a chair now instead of the table. He draws up a knee and gestures out. "Your turn."
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He opens his mouth to object, he hasn't gotten the answers he wants, but - fine, okay. He can talk too. That way he can demand more answers back. "The Avengers are a Hunter group in New York," he says after a moment of making faces at Héctor. "And yeah, there's some avenging and stuff going on. They got the name trying to drive a secret Daemon invasion out of the city." An invasion he ... loosely remembers? His aunt's house got flattened and his parents disappeared, but he didn't out it was literally daemons until later on in life.
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Only what he hears isn't the greatest for him either. A hunter group. The thought churns his guts.
"Secret daemon invasion?" That's met with alarm in and of itself, but he can at least safely vocalize that. "Well, I guess that's good they're avenging then. There's a lot of people in New York. Crazy you don't here about any of these things until you fall into this stuff, right?" He laughs. "I remember when a haunted house was just a joke."
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"I know, right? I'm still not over it." Like daemons secretly invading New York, what the hell! He has no idea how something that crazy doesn't end up on the news, but apparently these things keep themselves secret somehow. With no help from the Avengers honestly. Anyway. "When my powers first showed up, I thought I was the only one like me," he continues. "Nothing made sense until they picked me up."
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The kid wins another sympathetic look from him. That, at least, is something he didn't have to go through. This was Imelda's world but it was never one he had to step into.
"So they've been looking after you? That's good then." And he does mean that, even if it makes Peter a hunter himself. He's a new hunter, it's probably fine. "Well, I'm not the best at all this magic stuff myself, but if you ever want to talk about how crazy it all is, you can probably find me around."
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He relaxes a bit, despite the fact he's still itching to get answers out of Héctor. "Yeah. They've all been great. I mean, things have been nuts but -- " But exciting and making full use of his powers, which is more exciting. "We just got back from the Outlands too."
Which finally brings him back around to where he wanted to be in the first place. This time he's not taking no for an answer. "Pretty sure people don't just live out there. So what the heck does that make you?"
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"Aw, kid, I'm really nothing special," He tells Peter. But at least, for this, he's ready with a lie, one he's practiced so that it might actually be believable.
He lifts up his hand, letting Peter see it. He breathes deep, eyes closing to focus, and then lets his power go. The glow takes over his body, highlighting intricate markings that seem settled under his skin, illuminating his fingertips. And just like that, before the flesh can even begin to turn to bone, he shuts it back down and tugs his knee closer to him.
"The people I knew there were about as lost as I was. Maybe living is a stretch, it wasn't much of a life. But for all my bad luck, I'm lucky enough to be here now and that's really all I can say. Not everyone I knew then could say the same." He shrugs. It happened.
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"What - what am I looking at?" Obviously something's up, but he can't tell what his senses are telling him. Gingerly, he reaches to touch Héctor's hand? As if doing that will help. "Is that a rune thing or something?"
woops, the marks should've been just on his face SORRY
He shrugs his shoulders. "No idea!" And that at least is the truth. "Just sort of happened once I stumbled into the outlands. Woke up, there it was." He draws his hand back.
"I probably just drank some bad water there or something, you know how it is, half that place is cursed some way or another. But that's what I'm here to learn, among other things. Who knows! Maybe one day I'll be able to do something as interesting as..." He tilts a little. "The way you dented that chair with your fingers."
OOPS well that works anyway. he could poke at a spot that isn't lighting up.
"I mean, I guess that can happen," he admits. "There's a lot of weird stuff out there." A pause as he follows Héctor's gaze and sees ... aww, hell. He messed up another chair didn't he. "Uh, this isn't Outland stuff though. This is spider Blight too. All of my powers are."
light is everywhere, marks are face only, so that should work /finger guns
He nods along. Yes, lots of weird stuff. And the further he is from all that, the better this lie sails.
"Ay, yes, of course," He says. He shifts forward, peering a little closer at the dented chair. He looks around and behind him, to see no one's paying attention, then whispers conspiratorially, "Dent the whole edge. You make it even, nobody will know it isn't meant to be that way."
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"How does that look?" he says, squinting at his (ha) handiwork. It's ... not quite even, still, but it seems at least vaguely intentional now.
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It's undeniably impressive, watching the metal just bend. Definitely cooler than sticky power, though he'll just keep that to himself. Honestly, he's not sure what the kid's worried about-- with that power, surely someone's bound to think he's cool.
He leans back in the chair, squinting and tilting his head himself. "A little uneven but I think you should leave it. School chair should have a little wear and tear. More realistic." Maybe he can find something the kid can practice that with. Could help for blending into society in the future.
"Oh! Didn't even introduce myself. I'm Héctor, by the way. If you're taking any of the evening classes, I usually help out in a few of those."
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"Nice to meet you," he says, brightening in turn. "I'm Peter. Peter Parker." A pause. "And I honestly dunno what classes I'm taking yet." Probably all of them? Too many of them.
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"But if you need help deciding, I'd ask one of the other kids who've been around for a while. Could be a good conversation starter." He grins. Brought it right back around.
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He looks up and waves a hand. "Maybe there's one or two who act likes snobs as if you should have your whole life figured out but nobody likes those guys and who cares if some jerk doesn't like you? There's going to be far more that will. I promise. You're a nice kid!"
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"I dunno, it'd just be nice to like - have friends this time around?" He loves Ned dearly for sure but. "I don't wanna mess that up, especially if this is where I'm gonna go to school for the rest of my life."
He's pretty sure he can't go back to Midtown Tech after this.
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"Grabbing the attention of just everyone, it might seem like a good idea, and for a little bit it does feel really good. But what you want, more than any of that, is something of value." His hands go together and he gestures out to Peter as he speaks.
"What you like, what you do, the people you keep. It's more important to have a few that really mean something to you, than it is to try and hang on to a bunch of things you don't really care about and that don't care about you. If you do, you might end up losing those important things, the ones that really matter." He reaches out and pats a hand to Peter's shoulder. "Just take it easy on yourself, alright? You've got this."
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