Smash Rising

Who: Everyone, new and old.
What: Welcome to the new home.
Where: The Mansion and surrounding courtyard area.
When: January 15th
Warnings: Probably some swearing.


Despite the efforts, the world still shook. The sky went red. The inevitable was truly inevitable. Or... Was it?

No matter where you were, it was the same: The flash that seered the back of your vision, the crumbling of the earth beneath feet as it opened to swallow all that resided on it, the scream of an astral body that was breathing its last. And then there was darkness. Heat, and then icy cold.

The darkness stretched into forever. If one didn't know any better, they'd think they died.

Maybe they did.

Yet it was not the end. The dark faded. Life was still steady in their veins despite it all, and with a lurch and a rush of air in the lungs, our wayward Smash Academy residents would find themselves in a distinctly different place than they would have expected. A bedroom, a garden, an unknown rooftop. Wherever they were, they were alive and they were whole.

And, quite possibly they were not alone.

Where they were, however, was unclear. If they were lucky (?) enough to be outside, everything smelled new. Crisp air, fresh soil, a smattering of scents they've never encountered. Those that awoke inside somewhere were the majority, and while it was a new place to be, it was most certainly not new. Dust, mildew, the creak and groan of wood long since untouched, and the shadows of a place only lit by daylight.

What a dump.

ACTION?
- Investigate
- [Consult the internet]