[In the days following the lifting of the Mist, the school had been chillingly quiet. Everyone was still feeling the pressing effects of the Mist's wake, and many students and staff had left... The academy was uncomfortably silent.

Mr. Trent hadn't been very well off, either... the Mist had taken a heavy toll on him, scrambling his mind in ways only ( Read more... )

[The comm flickers on to show you what appears at first to be an empty room, but the shuffling noises in the background let you know that that’s not the case ( Read more... )

[Words cannot express how relieved Miguel is to be out of the Mist and back at the Academy. In lieu of words, his relief is expressed through his face, and the wide, exhausted grin that is stretched out upon it. He's walking across the quad, thoroughly enjoying every step he takes on solid ground. If he had the energy, he would surely be skipping. ( Read more... )

So this is that school, hm? Impressive.

[The camera shows only a glow at first before Vidia flies into view. She's smirking, a slight tilt to her head.]As for this thing, well, I doubt even Tink and her little friends could craft something like this. It's very well made, and looks like it has a few things I can play with. However, that is not here ( Read more... )

[A great light streaked up into the sky above the Headmaster's private office, trailed by a small plume of smoke.

A flare?

It could only have been one thing. A cry for help.

Will you answer the call?]

/Have a very irritated Flynn Rider, glowering into the camera/

Oh, you have got to be kidding me. Seriously? I came all the way up here for this/he sighs, dusting his hands on his sleeves ( Read more... )

[He wants a gun in his hands ( Read more... )

So.

Salutations, Academy. I can’t express my complete and inexorable joy at being so formally invited here. I’m certain you all feel the same--and true, there were numerous fine facilities such as this clamoring for my genius.

But.

I chose you. Now--I wouldn’t feel quite so honored as I’m certain you’re inclined to feel--and I don’t blame you--but... ( Read more... )

[If certain members of the staff and student body have had lazy days lately--it's probably because Syndrome has been holed up in his lab, working away on a new project that you aren't allowed to know about, thanksAt this particular moment, Syndrome was leaning over one of his work stations--wearing large white gloves that went up to the elbow and ( Read more... )

[A scowl of concentration is the first thing seen, as Jack fiddles with the video function. Glaring at it slightly, he raises an eyebrow, and then nods to himself. Seems to be working, but god only knows if that's true or not.]

Right, so I'm Kelly, Jack Kelly, and I'm the new guy, I guess. I hear you're all from different worlds and all, but you had ( Read more... )