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smashrising2016-02-25 08:42 am
mansionstaff) wrote in smashrising2016-02-25 08:42 am
MAIL CALL!
Who: Everyone, new and old.
What: Mail call!
Where: The Mansion and surrounding courtyard area.
When: February 25
Warnings: Probably some swearing and not happy people.
So you've gone through the shock and confusion of waking up in a new and unknown location. There are some familiar faces around, along with some new ones. And it would appear this is not the afterlife. (At least, not one that you are aware of!) Taking matters into your own hands you've managed to cleanse, uplift and make the area more livable and have even begun settling in. It's not that bad around these parts, even for an unfamiliar piece of land floating somewhere in the void.
However, after a nice long sleep you wake up and feel an odd weight on top of you. As you look down you notice an odd letter and yet for such a small item there is an odd pressure and weight from it. There's no sender but it is definitely addressed to you...
"Dear Former Students and Staff
Smash Academy was founded to find and train the best and brightest, not to mention the strongest, from across much of the multiverse for one sole purpose: Saving the world. All worlds, in fact.
We regret to inform you that you have failed your final assignment and in doing so, allowed the world in which we all dwelled to be destroyed by the Moon. We attempted to prepare you for the worst and while you all showed promise, in the end, the world still fell. Despite this, we spent too much time collecting and tempering you to let this event stop the progress you've made and so we will be continuing your training here, in this new place. We hope you have found your accommodations to your liking and hope that you will use this time to become stronger and learn more to help you in future ordeals. This is not the end, but it is coming and only you can stop it...
Oh! To help improve this approach we will also be separating the groups into different houses! And you'll be competing in tournaments twice a year! How exciting! There will be competitions to advance your training and we're sure you'll give it your best to prove that your house is the number one amongst all! Attached is the House name and room you'll be assigned to. Work hard! Or we'll cast you into the void between worlds! No, just kidding.Or Are We.
Yours Sincerely
-Master Hand and Crazy.
PS: Go take a look to the North West. You'll like what you see, we guarantee it.*
*If you don't like what you see.... too bad.
House Roster"
Take a look to the North West as the letter suggested and you'll see the Stadium, burning bright like a diamond in the sky. Spot lights and strobe lights and fairy lights all ablaze. This is the first new Island beyond the Home Island that's become visible.
What: Mail call!
Where: The Mansion and surrounding courtyard area.
When: February 25
Warnings: Probably some swearing and not happy people.
So you've gone through the shock and confusion of waking up in a new and unknown location. There are some familiar faces around, along with some new ones. And it would appear this is not the afterlife. (At least, not one that you are aware of!) Taking matters into your own hands you've managed to cleanse, uplift and make the area more livable and have even begun settling in. It's not that bad around these parts, even for an unfamiliar piece of land floating somewhere in the void.
However, after a nice long sleep you wake up and feel an odd weight on top of you. As you look down you notice an odd letter and yet for such a small item there is an odd pressure and weight from it. There's no sender but it is definitely addressed to you...
"Dear Former Students and Staff
Smash Academy was founded to find and train the best and brightest, not to mention the strongest, from across much of the multiverse for one sole purpose: Saving the world. All worlds, in fact.
We regret to inform you that you have failed your final assignment and in doing so, allowed the world in which we all dwelled to be destroyed by the Moon. We attempted to prepare you for the worst and while you all showed promise, in the end, the world still fell. Despite this, we spent too much time collecting and tempering you to let this event stop the progress you've made and so we will be continuing your training here, in this new place. We hope you have found your accommodations to your liking and hope that you will use this time to become stronger and learn more to help you in future ordeals. This is not the end, but it is coming and only you can stop it...
Oh! To help improve this approach we will also be separating the groups into different houses! And you'll be competing in tournaments twice a year! How exciting! There will be competitions to advance your training and we're sure you'll give it your best to prove that your house is the number one amongst all! Attached is the House name and room you'll be assigned to. Work hard! Or we'll cast you into the void between worlds! No, just kidding.
Yours Sincerely
-Master Hand and Crazy.
PS: Go take a look to the North West. You'll like what you see, we guarantee it.*
*If you don't like what you see.... too bad.
House Roster"
Take a look to the North West as the letter suggested and you'll see the Stadium, burning bright like a diamond in the sky. Spot lights and strobe lights and fairy lights all ablaze. This is the first new Island beyond the Home Island that's become visible.
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"No shit," he replied, "I would hardly think any of us did. I definitely didn't. The final magical middle finger from what's left of FDC." Green shot the distant island a middle finger in kind.
"Thanks again, Hands."
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Had Blue always been there? Maybe. She was definitely there now, coming up to Green's side with a hand on her hip. Her eyes were trained on the twinkling, glittering lights in the distance.
"Is there someone there if the lights are on?"
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"Ugh. That's exactly what this situation needs, another set of spooky strangers."
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"Maybe they're not strangers."
She looked over at the other trainer. "Not everyone showed up here so..."
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He likewise squinted at the stadium, trying to will the headache threatening to inch forward into his forehead back to whence it came.
"If that were true, I would assume it would be part of another test of might to establish contact. Jeez. What a pain."
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Her face softened a bit and she worried her lower lip a bit. "It's just a possibility but... I like it better than the alternatives."
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"Yeah. I know what you mean. I guess we'll go with that, then."