Hello. My name is Yu Narukami. I'll be taking classes here, starting tomorrow.

It's nice to meet you all.

I don't know how long I'll be here, but I hope to make the best of my stay.

...Does anybody on the network know anything about watches? I think mine might be broken.

[There's a lot going on Jeff could talk about. Things he wants to talk about, like, "why are we keeping a dangerous murderer in the school instead of sending him to a high-security federal prison?" or maybe something more personal like, "what does it mean to be an adult now?" But he doesn't have any business questioning the security team's decisions, especially after some of the other people who have been allowed to roam free in the school, and the second one is probably not what an adult would ask anyway.

So what other current events could make for good conversation to keep his mind off those things...?]

So I guess it's Valentine's Day in a few days. I hope those weird flying robots don't show up again this year. But they have every other year. Just be careful if you don't want to end up in an embarrassing situation!

A lot of people get pretty bitter around this time of year, I've noticed. It's not so bad not to have a Valentine, right? It's a nice day targeted at making money off couples, sure, but there's no reason not to go have fun with single friends or just eat chocolates or watch sappy movies instead, right?

People really undervalue friendships at times like these, but those are important. Maybe even more important than romance. Just a thing to think about, I guess.

[You can't really help making an entrance when you're a dragon. It's not like you can quietly sneak in any place. And certainly not when you hadn't expected to be in that place from the get go.
So if you guys heard something rumbling around outside earlier, that was just Angelus crash landing in a way she is never going to admit to ever having landed. Ever. She's old, you know, she knows how to land!

After those shenanigans though? She's helped much like anyone else to register at the school and whatnot. She's even given a dorm room - BW-09, second floor, girl's dorm. She has no trouble finding the building itself but... well.

You folks don't really mind a big ol' eye peeping through windows, right? Particularly poor Eli, once she figures out just which of these rooms is BW-09. What in the heck is she supposed to do with this? :|
For now she's simply settled on top of the building itself, huffing out steam in annoyance now and then. Until she announces in a crisp tone:]

I should have known strange portals were no good. What is the use in all of this?

You know. The Kraken was the kind of animal a guy can really get behind. Huge, powerful, obviously fearsome and capable of destroying things and killing things and making a real bad name for itself.

But, what did it do instead?

It lived peacefully in our lake, in our school, harmed no-one. Not to my knowledge, at least.

So, despite it's power and obvious ability to destroy, it instead opted to live peacefully and calmly and keep to itself for the most part. If you ask me, it set a pretty good example.

And then someone not only killed it, but strung bits of it everywhere for us all to see.

Words don't really work when it comes to describin' how sick that is. Or how angry I feel about it. I'm even kinda surprised that I'm not yelling or breaking things or charging around looking for clues like I'd normally do. Maybe all that will come later. But I think, for the next hour or two at least, I'm going to pay my respects to the Lake Kraken by removing pieces of it from the light fixtures and painting frames down the dorm corridors, and maybe I'll dig a big grave for it near the lake if I can find somewhere I'm not going to sever water lines, gas mains... that kind of thing. If anyone wants to help me by cleaning pieces of it up and putting them in that grave, that would probably help the Janitorial staff and Groundskeepers a lot.

I don't know if this is connected to the human murders in the city. But I aim to find out.

( This might get long.. Also, it could be contrived as gory. Read at your own discretion. )


[OoC Notes!

Long story short: Caim killed the Kraken and pretty much displayed his killing by leaving pieces of it everywhere for people to find. So the dormitory halls, the classroom halls, the unlocked classrooms, the cafeteria, the bathrooms? Yeah. They all have at least something, even if it's really small. If you skimmed the narrative (which I wouldn't blame you for), then just note that the head of the Kraken can be found put on display in front of the main office for the Hands.

For those who did read the narrative, Caim's reference to the Seed of Destruction can be seen here. It might be a bit spoileriffic for anyone who doesn't want to know, so don't click it if you're trying to avoid everything. (Also, it's a bit graphic and not for the faint of heart, I suppose.) This is one of the last things Caim actually saw before he came to the academy. /useful tidbits of information

Also, for those who don't know who the Kraken is, you can take a look at this here, which I used to reference a lot of stuff in this narrative.

For those who may wish to confront Caim (as he didn't go in disguise for this) once they've discovered it's him (or if they've known all along), you can either contact me about it, or form up a mob (as I'm sure more than one person would like to give Caim his just desserts). I'd be happy to work with anything as long as I know beforehand.

Additional Notes:
I understand this may come as a shock to a lot of characters (and possibly players). If you have any issues with it or questions, please don't hesitate to contact me. You can leave a note on my HMD, or send me a PM, or contact me over AIM (afkmkdirarf).]

[You know that voice? It's the sound of a woman who has surrounded herself with technology and has no need for typing at the moment. Low, breathy, perhaps even sultry, but remarkably dry and unemotional... but this isn't unusual.]

There are still a lot of new murderers students and faculty filtering in, huh? A little late but I'm not one for introductions or formalities—you can call me Samus, or Miss Aran. Aran is fine too. Anything but Samsam or Sammy. I teach Armed Weaponry and (Bio)Mechanical Engineering, both in room 214. If you're desperate, I can also double as a substitute... for a price. Whether you're a student or a teacher, if you feel you have something to learn, stop by.

[A pause. A slight grimace. It pains her to even give recognition to this.] ...Just no ogling, unless you enjoy the thought of spending detention with me too where I can put everything I teach in class into practice.

Given recent developments, I'll be shifting focus to the art of self defense with projectile weaponry. A little extra training should put everyone's mind at ease. This school has endured wars, battles and predation before; there's no need for panic or acting recklessly. Hi my name is Samus and I'm a hypocrite.

( [Private to self; hackable with a lot of elbow grease and luck] )

[ACTION]
[Samus is a woman of action, so as long as school is on high alert she'll be on campus more than she usually is. You can find her in her classroom, prowling around campus, or in her office. Samus is, for once, actually leaving the door open.

...mostly open. A crack open. Her office desk is littered with papers, blueprints, strange tools, spare weapon parts and other mechanical odds and ends to keep herself busy. There's a radio somewhere under all that that may be playing music. Samus' tastes seem to favor classic rock and things from the 80's. Go figure. Elsewhere there are boxes filled with more mysterious things and maybe a chair somewhere too. You'll probably have better luck sitting on a box,]

[There is a happy, blond girl on the video feed. She is all smiles and giggles. There is a basket of Halloween cookies sitting on the desk beside her.]

I had a lot of fun making Halloween treats with everyone! If you see any Halloween-shaped cookies in the lounge, please feel free to eat them. I tried to make enough to send some home, but I might've made too much. Hee hee, oops! Oh well, better there's too much and not too little, right? Now there's enough to share!

Speaking of Halloween, what is everyone dressing up as? I haven't decided yet. Does anyone have any suggestions? I was planning on going downtown within the next few days and visiting the costume stores. If anyone wants to tag along, please feel free! The more the merrier. There's only a week left until Halloween. I better hurry before all the good costumes are sold out!

[Good day Smash Academy. FYI, your school has just gotten more obnoxious by a substantial margin. Like, by at least 15-20% in one blow I would say. Why is that?

Well, it’s because of the fat kid currently on video on the communicator. He looks about thirteen, shaggy blonde hair that probably hasn’t seen the sharp edge of a pair of scissors for a year or so doing their best to obscure his eyes. Along with the weight problem, he looks…ill. His skin is a bizarre, light shade of blue. He’s also wearing a large, mean grin on his face as he stands on top of a chair in his dorm room, his left leg perched upon the chair back, occasionally rocking it to tip the legs back and forth. He’s set the communicator on the top of something else to focus on him, clearly wanting to hog the imaginary spotlight he’s created for himself.

And his voice? Has no right to be as sure as it sounds, or lay everything on so thickly as he speaks.]

Hey losers. It’s you’re lucky day. You know why?

Because I’m here. Me, Pokey Minch, genius and time-traveler and master prankster.

So, alright, funny story. Usually I wouldn’t pay half a mind to your little rinky-dink school but I was cruising around space and time – you know, awesomely – and I was kind of bored for a bit when I noticed this hole in the ground. So, being the nice guy I am, I thought I’d be gracious enough to drop in and say hi, maybe stay for a while and see if you nerds actually do anything worthwhile.

You’re welcome.

Now that we all know each other, let’s set some ground rules about how things are going to be from now on. I-

[Unfortunately, the boy’s proclamation is interrupted as he rocks too hard on the chair, the chair tipping forward and spilling the boy forward. He apparently ends up hitting whatever was holding the communicator up hard enough that the communicator knocks over and turns off, ending the feed.]

[Just a few hours after this and an unfortunate chat conversation (which is going to get posted soon)]

[Private to Flurrie, unhackable unless you are a hack master (ask me)]
Could I borrow one of your bras, please? Long story. Science.
[/Private]

[Public post]
Kinda feeling sick this week. Classes are canceled and whatever teachers I have, just send me any work you need me to do.

[You are free to go to her room, during this week to see what is wrong, however. Just keep in mind she might not answer. But Kumatora and Skarmory are there too and they might open the door for you withouth thinking about it.]