smash_logs | Another Horrible Intro: No, officer, I wasn't trying to sneak in, honest!

[Having had to wait so long for pleasant weather, Pulse was eager to take a day to inspect some of the unusual insect life on the campus grounds (especially those giant blue kabutomushi that enjoyed sucking on trees for some reason). However, the first thing to catch his eye, once he felt brave enough to leave the shelter of the building, was this box.

Pulse had a history with boxes. For instance, whenever a strange box showed up out of nowhere, in his experience, it was most likely a substantiated CG object, installed in its spot in order to create an obstruction. This particular box looked the part, all the way down to the weird logo on the side. However, he had no knowledge of any such cyberterrorist organization that used a black and white bear as a mascot. Even so, this still bore investigating.

He approached the object carefully and quietly, senses tuned for any electromagnetic radiation or static energy present around it. Finding none, he reached forward and gently prodded one side of the box with a finger. He was about to arrive at the conclusion that it was nothing more than a simple cardboard box and that he had gotten himself all worked up over nothing, when the box moved.

He was in battle stance in a nanosecond, fully prepared to defend himself if by chance the box happened to attempt an attack. Hearing what sounded like a normal human voice coming from inside, however, caused him to relax his guard a little.]

...Um, yes, there is someone here.

[ Well, that sure isn't a voice he's ever heard before.

Within the box, Naegi feels torn between feeling relief and wariness. On one hand, someone speaking to him means that no one shipped him off to the middle of nowhere. Always a good sign, especially after spending fifty days trapped in a school making strange little bears.

On the other hand, nothing about the voice brings to mind any clues regarding the stranger's identity. For all he knew, they could be the one behind his current predicament. Still, he's always been (foolishly) optimistic. And his optimism leads him to decide that he might as well try to hold a normal conversation with whoever spoke to him! ...As normal as talking from a box can be, of course. ]

That's a relief! For a moment, I thought I woke up in the middle of nowhere...though I guess this could still be the middle of nowhere.

[ After all, he can't even see where he is, much less pinpoint his exact location at the moment... ]

[Pulse was starting to get used to the event of a visitor or prospective student suddenly appearing somewhere on the academy campus, as though out of thin air, though since he never could figure out exactly how and why this happened, he still felt a bit bothered by it. He hated dealing with things he couldn't understand. But then, he knew most people would be upset by it as well, especially if they were trapped inside a cardboard box and had no idea what was going on outside of it. If this were, in fact, a person.]

S-Sir... or madam... or whatever... Are you inside this box against your will?

That would be sir!

[ Wait, no, that wasn't the part he should be responding to! Let's try that again. ]

I mean, yeah, I'm not in here out of my free will. I woke up in this box a short while back, but I don't know why!

[ While Naegi does try to stay as calm as he can despite the mounting confusion, he has trouble keeping the nervousness out of his voice. Which is easier said than done for him, considering his lack of skill at hiding things. Something about the cramped and dark environment of the box freaks him out, even if he can't quite put his finger on the why. He could say the same of a lot of things right now though. What's the deal with all the weird luck today anyway!? ]

[Person trapped in a box! Pulse pulled his arms back, his inner charge concentrating in his fists as he prepared to break the offending container open. Wait, no, no! You only do that for partitions, Pulse. This is just a box. A cardboard box. And you don't have a box cutter on you. And you probably shouldn't risk trying to jab that big spike on your helmet in there.]

Then I will find someone who can get you out of there, sir.

[Bzoom... off he went.]

Ema is probably going to be late to class. She hasn't been here long enough to learn her way around yet, especially with how big and a little crazy the school is.

So she almost doesn't stop when she sees the box, until she notices that it's moving.

Pausing, she watches it try to scoot around, mostly unsuccessfully. Curiosity is burning, but she's going to be late to class-

The box speaks, and she hurries closer.

"Hello? Is someone in this box?"

Naegi sure isn't having a good day today. Far too dark and cramped for that. On the bright side however, he can keep breathing thanks to the box's construction. Death by suffocation will never be appealing ever, so he's thankful for that at least.

And once he finally hears a voice, he optimistically adds another reason to that mental list of things to be thankful for. Then he stops knocking on the box and responds to...whoever it is outside.

"Um, yes, there is. I'm not sure how I got here though."

"Just hold on, I'll get you out!"

She puts her bag on the ground, then hurries over, looking the box over. It's taped pretty well, and there doesn't seem to be a weak spot. Hmm...

There has to be a scientific way to get him out!

After circling the box and giving it some thought, she finally comes to a conclusion, and-

grabs the top of the box and rips as hard as she can!!

She's not very strong, but a little pulls back. Enough that she can peek in and see him.

"I've almost got it!"

Don't mind him, he's just a little sad he couldn't rip himself out of there. Not for lack of trying, of course.

"Ah, thank you! I think I can take it over from here..."

Keyword: think.

"Okay, here goes!"

At that, he tries to pull what she opened back even further... But while he does manage to open it up a little more, it doesn't budge as much as he'd like it to. Unfortunately, he can't really put his weight on it and pull when he's sitting. And it's not like he could stand to try.

...Yeah, no, he can't get a good grip on it. What a semi-gloomy turn of events.

"This is the part where I reconsider not carrying scissors around..."

"It's okay! I have an idea! It's all about leverage."

And so saying, she climbs up on the box, the idea being to pull the top back with the proper leverage from above.

The only thing is, the box isn't that sturdy, and the top sags under her weight.

She grabs where they've ripped. "Okay, one, two... three!"

She pulls a little back!

...And then it breaks and she falls through the lid on top of him.

"Aah!"

"Huh? Leverage?"

Unfortunately, by the time he realizes exactly what she means, he's too late to stop her. All he can manage is a short "Wait a minute, that might--" before she falls. On him. Owwww. (He might have said that out loud too.)

He'd move right away, but he's still recovering from, you know, having the wind knocked out of him.

Why is he Super High School Level Good Luck again...?

"Owww... oh! Um. Sorry?"

Ema tries to get up off him (probably managing to step on him a few times in the process) and gives him and apologetic smile.

"You're free from the box now! So just look on the bright side."

She looks at the sides curiously. "Why were you in here, anyway?"

Edited 2014-03-22 14:50 (UTC)

Looking at the bright side is his specialty, but only if he's conscious enough! Thankfully, he does snap out of it (after going "owowowow" after being stepped on again) and start putting distance between him and his former cardboard prison.

"Thanks for helping me out there. Frankly, I was scared I was going to be stuck there for a long time..."

But there's no need to dwell on that now that he's free.

"Why I was in the box? No idea... When I woke up, I was already in trapped in there."

"Hmm. That's suspicious."

She turns and looks at the box, as though it might suddenly divulge its secrets.

"If even you don't know, that makes it a mystery!" She looks very excited about that. "We should look for clues."

She reaches into her bag and starts digging through it.

"Luckily, I bring my fingerprinting powder with me everywhere. I'll have to get your prints, of course, so I can rule those out..."

She's lost in her own world now.

"Err, sure? I'm not entirely sure how to give prints, but I'll do it."

He's not sure whether or not to ask about why she carries around fingerprinting powder... Either way, she did help him out of the box, so cooperating is the least he can do for now. Plus, he wants to know the culprit's identity, and if fingerprinting helps with that, all the better!

"...Yeah, I really haven't seen this box before." Still trying to process what's going on, Naegi crouches down next to the box to get a better look.

The design looks really familiar... Well, more than familiar actually. The logo makes it clear that the box was inspired by the appearance of that bear. Even with that blatant clue though, he can't say he knows the reason why he'd be shipped here...wherever here was. Nor does he feel like bringing it up at the moment to avoid accusations of insanity.

"Nothing about it is familiar?"

She notices him staring at the logo, but doesn't read too much into it. She's brushing fingerprinting dust around the lid of the box, where the culprit would most likely touch the box to close it.

"And you have no idea who would have it out for you to put you in the box in the first place?"

"Well, the design looks like this robot I know... He's even on the logo on the side."

As he says that, he points at said logo. But he doesn't try to step closer so he doesn't disturb her work or anything like that.

"But I don't see how he could have stuffed me into this box and shipped me here."

"Really!? A robot you know?"

She bends down to look at the logo curiously. It looks like a teddy bear.

"He looks cute! Surely he couldn't have done something like that."

She pulls out her notebook and writes it down. "But it's definitely a lead."

"Frankly, I wouldn't put it past him. He's rather fond of pranks, to say the least."

Which is the understatement of the century.

"But there's only one other person I'd think would try to put me in a box...and I'm pretty sure he wouldn't do that. Probably."

Even if that person did ask him to sell his organs so he could pay off his debtors, he wouldn't do it against a friend's will! Right? ...Right?

~~The people you associate with, Naegi...~~

"You seem to know a lot of people who probably wouldn't put you in a box. That's going to widen our suspect list."

She taps her chin, then the obvious question occurs to her.

"What were you doing and where were you before you woke up in the box? Do you remember?"

~~They're all nice people! ...Usually.~~

"Um, well..." Naegi trails off for a moment there, trying to figure out how he should answer that question. While he does want it to be detailed, it'd take too long to explain all the topsy-turvy stuff that went on at Hope's Peak.

"I was in a school and about to head outside with my classmates. And...that's it. I don't even remember what was on the other side of the door."

"Hmm... sudden case of amnesia."

She writes that down on her pad, too, in case that's a clue.

"The most likely subjects in that case seem to be the bear or one of your classmates." She taps her chin. "We can rule out your classmates if we can find them, but I don't know how to get the fingerprints of a bear."

That sounds hard.

Haha, amnesia. If only Naegi knew...but of course, he doesn't, so he just focuses his thoughts on the subject of fingerprinting a robot bear.

"I wonder if he'd even have pawprints? I know he has claws, but I've never actually got a good look at his han—paws before."

Because that's totally the part to comment on here.

"Who knows? Maybe he was made without them? How nefarious."

Even though she still thinks such a cute bear couldn't have done such a thing.

"I'll keep looking."

And she keep spreading the powder around, but she's not finding anything.

Naegi waits patiently for a few minutes while she works her science on the box, but he eventually speaks up again.

"Um... I guess this means the culprit wore gloves? Or didn't have fingerprints in the first place."

"Both are distinct possibilities."

She sighs, moving back from the box. "I think we've gotten all we will out of this box. I guess it's up to what you can remember now."

She looks up at him. "I'm sorry I can't help more now. But I'll keep an eye out for the teddy bear guy!"

"It's fine! You've helped me out more than enough, really." Naegi replies sheepishly, still feeling embarrassed over all this. "I would've been stuck in that box for who knows how long if you weren't around."

And he's so lucky it was someone nice, too! Let's just say it might not have ended so well if someone hostile freed him from the box.

"Anyway, thank you so much for opening the box! I definitely owe you one."

"Don't mention it." She waves it away. "I'm glad I got you out!"

She's about to head to class again, when she remembers something important!

"Oh. I'm Ema Skye, by the way! Um, welcome to Smash Academy!"

She holds up her arms in a welcoming motion.

Eikichi is unaware that his roommate was inside a box for some time before coming here. All he knows is that the furniture on the other side of the room around in between classes, and after a frantic search on his own side to make sure nothing was taken realizes it could only mean that some poor soul had been suckered into this place.

A quick cleaning of his side later (which didn't take long considering he was already immaculate with his things), he decides to stay in his room, laying on his bed to draw instead of heading to the library. No classes until a few hours anyway, so let's see who he ends up rooming with this time...a Pokemon? A Demon?

Edited 2014-03-17 23:24 (UTC)

After some confusion and information gathering, Naegi decided to take a look at what apparently is his new dorm room. Thanks to the help of a map, he managed to find his way to BE-15's door without incident. But he didn't dare knock just yet.

While not new to dorm rooms, he never shared one with a roommate before. Hope's Peak Academy had separate rooms for all the students, and as awkward as it is to say, he got used to it. He couldn't help but feel nervous. What if the person was scary? Or hated suddenly having to share their room with someone? Or tried to throw a pillow at his face? Or even worse, tried to extract his organs while he was sleeping?

...Yeah, okay, no, there's no way it could be that bad. Right? ...Right?

Feeling a little ridiculous after letting his imagination run wild, he finally knocked on the door two times and spoke up.

"Hello? Is anyone here?"

Oh! That must be the newcomer. Put put the sketchpad on the counter and stood up to dust himself up. A quick movement later, and a mirror had been pulled out of sleeve. Yeap. Still looked great. Just need to adjust his hair a little and...there we go. He sat down on his bed, waiting.

"Door's open babe, just let yourself in and come on in to meet your new roommate!"

The voice was gruff, and oddly sounded like Ishimaru's mixed with Mondo's but...babe?

Wow, he could comment on so many things even before he actually stepped into the room. How long did he know he'd have a new roommate? Why does he sound somewhat familiar? ...What's with the babe thing?

Thankfully, Naegi has more than enough tact to safely lock those questions and more away into his mind before he placed his hand on the doorknob.

"Okay! Sorry for the intrusion."

At that, he opened the door and stepped in. Once he's out of range of any possible accidental door puntings, he let the door close softly as he can. It wouldn't do to make a bad impression as someone noisy by shutting the door with a loud thud! With that done, Naegi turned around to speak with the other person in the room. (For a brief moment, he wonders if someone's hiding in the room, but he stops himself from looking first.)

"I'm glad to hear you got the memo." Because he sure didn't. Now's not the time to dwell on that though, as much as he wants to. "Um, it's nice to meet you! My name's Makoto Naegi, and I'm a third-year. I actually just arrived here today... What about you?"

"I got it today," he replied back grinning and answering his roommate's internal question. "Figured I'd stay around until you showed up." He stood up to give him a wave and a small bow--geeze, this guy was tall. Standing at 6'1" compared to Naegi's 5'3" it was like having a blue giant ~~smurf~~ standing next to him.

"Eikichi Mishina, but you can call me Michel, spreading the love all over Smash Academy HOOOOOOOO!"

"H-hoooo?"

Needless to say, the sudden capitalization startled him enough to stand stock straight for a moment. But only for a moment. He calmed down just as quickly before he looked up at...yet another tall guy.

Why does everyone have to be so tall?

Tallness aside, Naegi got the impression of someone...intense? Kind of like Ishimaru in a way, but much less dialed down. Even if he did scream "HOOOOOOOO" just now. So it's nothing he hasn't seen before, really. Nothing to be startled about! (Nod, nod.)

"Um, I mean, thanks for doing that on such short notice! I hope I didn't interrupt anything."

"Nah bro, it's all good," he snickered, slapping him on the shoulder. "I didn't have a class until later tonight. Plenty of time for me to find out the lucky guy is to be rooming with the only and only Michel!"

Congratulations.

"Where you from, Naegi?"

Haha, luck puns.

"From--" And suddenly an ice cream truck jingle starts playing outside for no reason whatsoever. Conveniently, it obscures what Naegi actually said in this narration, but not in reality. Or as close to reality as an RP can get it, to be more exact.

"But that reminds me...where is this school?"

Awesome, Eikichi had totally heard that, unlike the narrators.

"Never heard of the place," he replied, having actually never heard of the place. "Well...to be honest, I'm not sure, bro! The school is located in Final Destination City, but apart from that I'm not sure where it's located. Could be some part of the world I never heard of, the collective unconsciousness or another universe for all I know."

The type of place where you go out and get some melons and reappear a year later.

To think that Naegi once decided Monobear's kidnapping was by far one of the most-ridiculous plots he's ever heard of... Even if it's just his first day here, this academy is sure giving him a run for his money.

"Final Destination City sure sounds like a name out of some strange story... Maybe we got sucked into a video game? Or a book." He's pretty sure he's read something like that in a manga once, though he can't recall its name. And let's be fair, this place is totally odd enough that a ridiculous explanation like that sounds plausible.

Another Horrible Intro: No, officer, I wasn't trying to sneak in, honest!

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