[ACTION; BACKDATED TO EARLIER IN THE WEEK; sometime very early in the morning, surely as you, the diligent student are well-rested from a night of intense studying, or you, the hardworking teacher, are well-prepared for the last week of school and the finals you are sure to give, or perhaps you, the under-appreciated faculty member is dreaming of your next paycheck...
CRASH BANG BOOM!
--no, whatever sleep you hoped to get tonight is RUINED by the thunderous sounds of something falling out of the sky and crashing in the parking lot.
Someone's car is surely ruined, evident by the smoldering crater and... is that metal sphere in the middle?
Care to investigate, or go back to sleep?]
[VIDEO; Assuming someone kind and considerate or the FORCES THAT BE oranges magnets eventually got him to one of those mysterious suddenly-appearing-all-over-campus management rails, Rick makes short work of acquainting himself with the school's network. Plug n' go technology, just the way he likes it.]This thing on?
[The video feed scrolls around a random Smash Academy hallway, blipping on and off--it appears to be a literal first-person view of the mysterious, manly, somewhat digital sounding voice speaking. And they seem to be currently located somewhere on the ceiling.]There we go. Name's Rick. I'm an Adventure Sphere, designed for danger. Just came back from a space adventure. You know, space: final frontier and all. Full of fire and blood thirsty space pirates. Took out twenty dozen of them single-handily while I was up there.
Tell you what though, this hallway is
not in any state of exciting or dangerous. What do you guys (and lady types) do for fun around here, huh?
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