Oi. Riwane. How are your wings feeling, today?

 [It was an ordinary day for Jolt. Just an ordinary day, as far as he was concerned. Thank goodness he hadn't been affected by the craziness going around. But just to be sure, he'd better go check on his family and friends.]

Hey, everyone. Is anything weird going on for anyone? I'm fine, but I'll be there to help if anyone's having any problems themselves. We've gotta stick together, right?

[Only instead of the usual perky spiky dog on the webcam, it was a more calm looking guy with pale green hair and a shock of dark green cowlick. And his ears kinda looked like leaves. 

Uh oh.

Also Riwane might have noticed a small bouquet outside her door. Where did that come from? It's a mystery to everyone.]

[Jon is looking rough. Really rough. Over the weekend there was a Super Moon, and he'd been away longer than normal, letting his inner beast run free in the mountains away from civilization. These episodes are always draining, physically and mentally.

...and then he comes back to all your crap, Smash Academy. Why oh why did he become a member of Staff, again?]

Look... between attacks by weird creatures from god knows where, purple rifts in the sky, and people apparently arriving from multiple, alternate, backwards or inside out timelines? Is there anyone who needs the help of your friendly local Martial Arts instructor?

If so, speak up now or forever hold your peace.

Good afternoon, Smash Academy!

In spite of the chaotic events of this year's graduation, the school and even the rest of the city seems at peace! [He said, jinxing the entire school.] Truly, these carefree, idyllic, lazy days of summer...

[He suddenly points at the camera, his brow furrowing into SERIOUS BUSINESS MODE.]

Should be anything but! Summer break here is too long to waste on doing nothing!!

[Whoops, he has to check himself here. Deep breath, Kiyotaka. He's trying to prove to a certain someone that he's not just a stick in the mud.]

However, while it certainly is important to refresh one's memory when it comes to schoolwork, all of this free time is also a perfect opportunity to have fun and enjoy ourselves! Even I know that one cannot just spend each and every hour cooped up studying.

[But if you listen closely you can hear the tortured screaming of his soul.]

So tell me: what does everybody do for fun at times like these? There's a whole world of hobbies and recreation that I have yet to experience, but I am looking to change that! Let's work together to make the summer enjoyable, shall we?

[A video post pops up on the network with a cellphone-y aspect ratio. The girl in charge of the camera has it way too close to her face before she pulls it back and starts talking at about a mile a minute.]

Heyyyy, it works! Good, I'm totally starving. Uh... I guess my info's still good cuz I got wi-fi, no problemo, but s'that really the date? I coulda sworn it was last year, like, 5 minutes ago. I was on a plane to Kalos and I walked outta the bathroom and now I'm here? Howzzat work, anyway? I mean, like, I'm stoked to be back and stuff but I tried FOREVER to get back last year'n I couldn't! It was the pits, and...

And I'm stuck. In a... I think it's a closet? Lotsa brooms. I dunno how I even got here but the door won't open and man, I was like 10 minutes away from my in-flight meal. I could eat, like... Somethin' that eats a lot. I hope I don't gotta sleep in here. I tried bustin' the door open but I don't wanna trash it cuz that's gotta be a detention or somethin'. Someone's gotta have a key. Right? ...Right?

Uh, thanks! If you see this and you can help a girl out! Umm... P.S., what's on the menu? If the cafeteria is still in the same place I'm there. Peace out!

[The video feed turns on. A somewhat familiar face came onscreen, though most would only recognize him as 'that broken robot that Knuckles was keeping on his couch.' Looks like he's fully functional again, and possessing the same emotive range as he did while offline.]

I'm Zero. Starting now, I'll be on security detail.

[There was a pause. It seemed like he was more or less finished with introductions, but there was something else on his mind kept him from turning off the camera. After a beat, he continued.]

The database tells me that Knuckles is no longer here.

...

There's someone else... There was a blue reploid that called himself X. I need to know what happened to him.

...Thanks.

[End transmission.]

[All of a sudden, anyone who happened to be outside, would suddenly see what seems to be a gigantic man made out of fire, towering over the school, as Pyrrhon uses his godly powers to project an image of himself into the sky.]

GREETINGS, MORTALS! This is just a quick little message, letting you all know that you are now in the presence of a God. Pyrrhon, the Sun God and eternal warrior of justice, has decided to take a little break from his godly duties, and visit one of your lowly mortal schools to get his learning on!

That's all for now, folks! If you've got any questions, or just wanna offer some worship and talk about how awesome Pyrrhon is, go ahead and hit me up on the school's network.

[And just like that, the image of Pyrrhon fades away.]

[Ziio is stone-faced, an unsurprising expression from her.]

I am aware of the upcoming celebration. I remind my students to take precautions with their plans of action. If you find yourself in need of the tools necessary, visit my classroom.

I expect my pupils and associates to be on good behaviour. If you have not yet suffered my lecture, my office is open any time and I don't mind repeating myself.

[Sounds like someone is perfectly content with her positions, finally.]

[A possibly familiar face comes on screen, just a cheerful and giving a quick wave before she settles onto the chair.]

Howdy! If ya'll can tell by the look of the room behind me, eyup! You figured rite, Ah'm back! Ah gotta say Ah missed ya guys and Ah'm glad to be 'round again.

How's everyone been? Everyone okay? Ah left sum goodies from tha farm in the cafeteria, feel free ta help yerselves! Anyways, gunna settle in and unpack!

Soooo, hey! I don't know if anyone's noticed, I only just recently found out myself, but. There's like. Ghosts, down in the basement. A lot of them!! Not to mention a lot of other weird stuff...

I don't know if anyone around here has any particular talent in getting rid of ghosts, but could someone like, take care of that maybe...? I haven't been able to get to sleep at all, because I mean. What if I try, and one of them just comes in while I'm sleeping?? Ghosts can go through walls, you know!

[Suddenly out of nowhere, a beret'd half dog-like girl appears on the feed, someone that hasn't been in the system for a while no doubt! Check her out!]

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! Hey guys! It's been a while since I've been here, and I'm sooooo glad to be back! Dudes, I've seen so much over the last like year or so, and it's been crazy! But heck I figured I've gotta get my degree before I go back to travelin', so I'm now back!

[There's a pause, she's kinda drumming on her chin for a moment, then she adds on real fast, fixing her glasses.]

Oh, oh right! Duh, I bet some of y'all don't know who I am. My name's Smeargle, but y'all can call me Smee! I'm currently a Junior, and I uh...

Hm... I'm tryin' to think what else I need to add on. S'been a while...

[Think... think...]

... Nah, I can't think of anythin' else. Guess that's it!

[Click! Yeah she's still the master of words.]

[As always, a lot had been happening with Connor. There was much that he was witnessing all over the place. A revolution, of sorts, started. Valentines...that happened. That was a day he never wanted to really revisit again, what a nightmare. A nightmare explained, but a nightmare none the less. Seeing what he saw and a stranger trying to charm him, the same man from the mistletoe.

He hadn't heard from Eirik since.

It wasn't her fault.

Which brought him here. This was one of the reasons why he came here on the network today. Connor noticed something with his Rufflet. He had gotten larger, tried practicing to fly on occasion in the dorm, eating Desmond's magazines, and was far more active.

He must be getting much better, there had to be something else he could do.

With the network at his finger tips, he decided to ask the school a query, and speak to that certain someone. After a painful time that day, he had to just speak out. At the very least, tell her he wasn't mad.

So here he was in all of his glory, his bird decided to hop around on his desk while he was sitting down and peck the desk a little. He didn't mind too much, it was better this way. It was so the other students could see anyway. Ahem.]

Some of you may know I have taken care of this bird for the winter, or until he learned how to fly on its own.

He had gotten larger and more lively since then.

I know there are other Pokemon out there, so if I could maybe ask some questions on helping him further, it would be greatly appreciated. I am no trainer, so I admit I am not so knowledgeable on the subject of raising Pokemon to its full potential.

( To Eirik; Private )

For those who knew her and who may be unaware, Riwane has returned to Kanto to attend to some family matters. I'll be visiting with her often, so, should anyone wish to send her anything by way of correspondence, I'll be happy to pass it along.

....

[Was that it? Yeah. That was about all he was going to say about that here.]

In the mean time, I've need of a drink. Should anyone wish to join me, I'll not say No.

[Insert name of bar here and you can find him there pretty much all afternoon and into the early evening. Action or reply to the network post, it's all good.]

So, uh... Hi, everyone? My name's Yarne, and... you know, I'm sure that most of the people that would come to a school that teaches fighting would probably be like, bloodthirsty bandits or something, so uh... I'm totally uh, a giant tough monster!! So don't even think of messing with me, got it?? Because uh, I'll totally beat you up! And stuff!

Oh gods, maybe coming here was a bad idea...

[He appears pretty much as ever he does. No shirt, despite it being chilly, hair willy-nilly all over the place, and entirely too many muscles showing in entirely too many places. However, those who may know him well enough will notice a very distinct difference right away.

He's... smiling.

What terrible thing is he about to unleash on the network?]

So. It would appear that in the absence of a Martial Arts teacher, my application to fill the role has been accepted.

Those of you who studied under Byrne and wish to carry on will have their grades carried over. However, being that his class was hardly what I would call complete, I will offer reassessment for those who request it. Reassessment will take the form of a sparring match with me, conducted in the stadium, privately at a time we will arrange upon request. Feel free to reply here and we can sort it out.

If anyone has any questions as to the curriculum they may also post them here.

That should cover everything. Class schedule will be updated accordingly soon so keep an eye out if you've an interest.

( Private to Riwane )

Of special interest this time of year I find the subject of Santa Claus. Though I am not one to deny myths straight away, as there is often great truth in them, the truth of this particular myth is easily known.

There are those who will claim that such a being is purely fictional. Yet that is not the case. Santa Claus--or more properly Saint Nicholas--was a very real person, as flesh and blood as you or I.

Such is the fate of all flesh. Even a person labeled a saint cannot live forever, and he perished many centuries ago.

That is the source of my interest. A mortal man, deceased at that, heralded as some manner of superhero. The facts are available for any who wish to hear them and yet they are ignored in favor of a fantasy.

...This speaks lowly of the world, to elevate a man beyond his deeds or his being, into a mythic beast. To ignore all truth to play pretend.

Hey! Hey, guess what! It's almost Christmas! My second one ever!! Did everybody send their letters to Santa already? What did you ask for? I want my very own easel and a unicorn! I hope I get them!

Umm, ummmm! It's only ten days away! That's a lot of waiting... but... it also gives a lot of time to prepare and make plans. Like, let's plan to stay up late and see Santa and everything! Who wants to do that with me?

[Audio on]

Ah.... h-hello, everyone.

I'm... back. 

[Pause]

This is Chiyo, and... and I'd like to say I'm very sorry for disappearing for a while. I. I suppose you could say I've been traveling... through worlds, I think? The things I've seen, the people I've met... they've all given me food for thought. And I can say that I'm glad to be....

[Another pause. She wants to say "home" but isn't sure how that'd be received. Would it be strange? ...Yeah, it might be.]

...back at Smash again. I hope everyone's been doing well.

But, oh. I, I didn't mean to leave without notice. Really. It's just.... It just happened accidentally? I guess it was my clumsiness not to realize I was going through a strange portal.... I thought it would lead home.

But anyway.

I'll be around campus or settling down in my room and... would more than appreciate your company. Um... Thank you for listening, and... I hope to see you around? 

H-Have a nice day.

[CLICK]

[ ooc: Feel free to make action threads~ If outside, she would most likely be in the library, garden, around the woods, or by the lake. :) ]

[ Ah. Camera on. Look who's back. The dark skin and brown eyes align to anyone's memories of her should they have them, but a noticeable difference is her hair style. It's the same as far as colors go, copper top and vanilla bottom, but it's comparatively shorter to the two thick locks flowing on both sides of her cheeks. More notably is the pink and white bow clasped into the top of the left-most bunch of hair. Evve had never been one for accessories so it looks a little bizarre on her.

She seems to be holding her expression as stoic as she can manage it, but given enough time staring into the lens, she concedes to a brief smirk. ]

Hey. [ She wasn't sure what to say and it was getting obvious as she flitted her glance to and from the camera. ] So... If everyone is done killing each other, does anyone have a bed to spare? [ Sensitive as always. ] Not sure if I have a job anymore.

[ A beat. ]

I didn't feel like asking.

[ And still lazy. ]