APOAPSIS ACADEMY
Chapter 1 - Space, the Final Despair
Daytime - Day 1
PUBLIC HANDBOOK
Yukari Nametame (NPC)
Ultimate StreetfighterHeight: 175cm
Roshi Haru (NPC)
Ultimate Rock StarHeight: 179cm
Hideaki Nagito (NPC)
Ultimate RoboticistHeight: 173cm
Maria Di Roma (NPC)
Ultimate StrategistHeight: 179cm
Notes:
-Has "Ownership" of Askia Jabarre, Sasha Viola.
-Blackmailed by Monokuma
-Attempted to outplay the mastermind and failed.
Dani Arizona (NPC)
Ultimate DancerHeight: 187cm
Notes:
-Apparently, once lit a Snake (and possibly the PM of Japan) on fire.
-Blames herself for MURDER1's actions
-currently depressive
'Eesha Washington (NPC)
Ultimate TsundereHeight: 194
Notes
-Was lovers with Hideaki Nagito
-In a depressive state
-Despises Sasha Viola
Sonja Nobody (PC)
Ultimate Queenly PersonageHeight: 191
Notes
-Under probation (POST MORE OR LOSE PC STATUS)
Francis De Gato (NPC)
Ultimate RacerHeight: 189
Notes
-Dumber than a box of rocks but thinks he's hotter than a jar of chili peppers
Asmi Bint Muhammad (PC)
Ultimate HumanitarianHeight: 169
Askia Jabarre (NPC)
Ultimate BankerHeight: 200
Notes
-Under the thumb of Maria Di Roma
Pedro Amazonia (NPC)
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Ultimate Lucky StudentHOMETOWN: Montes Claros (city), Minas Gerais (Locale), Brazil (State)
Height:171
Notes
-All according to
plano (Translators note: Plano means plan)
Federov Gregori (NPC)
Ultimate CosmonautHeight: 194
Ashley Dylan (PC)
Ultimate Parkour PractitionerHeight: 186
Notes
-Weak stomach
-Budding friendship with Yuki Ito
-Rules lawyered Monokuma into "saving" Sasha's family
Sasha Viola (PC)
Ultimate HeroHeight: 198
Notes:
-Nobody likes her
-Only PC with achievements
-May be an unperson, or worse
Grimm Castle (PC)
Ultimate SpyHeight: 183
Notes
-Loves his fork way too much
-Is a walking eyesore
-Addicted to tobacco despite being underage
-Smokes on a space station
-Still one of the most sane students in the class
Yuki Ito (PC)
Ultimate Model MakerHeight: 157cm
Notes
-Is making models of Sasha's family
-Budding friendship with Ashley Dylan
((If you want to join the game, you can co-opt a NPC to play as them. If you as a PC are killed, you may rejoin the game after the Class Trial by Co-opting a NPC.))
Rule #1: Students must remain within Periapsis Academy at all times.
Rule #2: "Nighttime" is from Eclipse to Sunrise. Some areas are off-limits at night, so please exercise caution.
Rule #3: Sleeping anywhere but in the Dormitories will be punished.
Rule #4: You are free to explore Periapsis Station to your hearts content. However, some areas will be off limits. Successful capture of a Blackened will unlock new areas.
Rule #5: Destruction of School Property, to include the Headmaster, is strictly prohibited.
Rule #6: Anyone who kills a fellow student and becomes "blackened" will graduate, unless they are discovered.
Rule #7: Additional Regulations may be added as needed.
Rule #8: Sexual relations are strictly prohibited, except for in the dorm rooms or the baths. That means you, Miss Viola.
((Objects marked with a blue gear are interactable. They often contain the potential for hints, clues, and murder weapons. You can also investigate anything else mentioned in the descriptive post for an Area.))
Floor 1:
JE> You don't know what I'm capable of.
AE> I know exactly what you're capable of.
JE> Then you should know I always get what I want.
AE> Right up until the very end. Then you fail.
JE> Such beautiful DESPAIR. Do you honestly think sick burns are going to stop me?
AE> No. I think the students will stop you.
JE> Just so you know
JE> You'll be watching the feeds the whole time.
JE> I want you to know just how wrong you are.
AE> I'll be HOPING for a miracle.
AE> It worked the last two times.
JE> Are you still so sure of that?
AE> What do you mean?
AE> Hey. What do you mean by that?
MT> It's ready.
JE> Good.
JE> Setconnection(state = FalseThe clear night means you can see it from the bus driving along the road to the launch pad. To everyone else, it's just a star among many, another light for them to gawk at. Maybe the well-informed know what it is; either by deducing it from the speed or simply picking it out of a star-chart or memory. But to most people, it's just another star. Even though to you, it's going to be home for the next three years of life.
The bus is completely empty, save for the driver, a reclusive old man with a button on his lapel that looks like two teddy bears stitched together, one black and one white. He hasn't done anything more than grunt affirmatives or negatives, face hidden behind a large beard and a scowl.
It's been almost boring. Here you are, about to be one of the youngest people in space. You should be more excited... Everyone else should be more excited. Maybe they would be, if they were here.
The bus is completely empty. For some reason, it's freaking you out. Where are the other students? Are you the last to arrive?
Castle crosses his feet in front of you, his dorky outfit at odds with his calm demeanor, even when speaking to Queen Sonja. How can he even...?You shake your head, clearing your muddy thoughts. The bus is shuddering to a halt, leaving you at the base of a red tower, and a stairwell leading up, up up, into a massive rocket so festooned with boosters you briefly mistake it for some beast of iron and steel.
You walk through the swirling mist and steam at the bottom of the pad and into the stairwell. A long climb later, you find yourself in the rocket. The seats are horizontal, surrounded by floors with handholds carved into them. Gingerly, you reach out and start to climb your way into an empty seat.
The rocket is also strangely deserted.
"Careful, beautiful." Says Nagito, greasy hair falling around his face as he catches Ito. She flinches back briefly, but is kind enough to smile. Nagito takes it as permission, and..."Attention students. This is your pilot speaking." Says an oddly high-pitched voice. "We're going to begin launch soon. Please fasten your seatbelts. You don't want to fall out!" The poor joke almost makes you groan, but you fasten your seatbelt anyway. It's made with some fancy elastic fiber, and quickly tightens around your waist.
...Ito manages to dodge, courtesy of a well timed kick by 'Eesha. Even as 'Eesha squirrels her away towards the back, Ito looks back apologetically.You can hear the boosters throttling up, even though you haven't launched yet. Liquid hydrogen and oxygen, spraying from nozzles at the bottom, preparing you for the journey into the final frontier.
3...
Gregori looks cool as a cucumber, only a small half-smile betraying any excitement.2...
Jabarre looks worriedly at his bindings, struggling uselessly with his silly little cape.1...Bint Muhammad clutches at the arms of her seat, muttering prayers.Fire spews from the bottom of the rocket, lifting three hundred and fifty two tons of material up into the air. Metal shrieks and groans and holds together as the laws of the universe force you back into the chairs you're sat on. Trails of smoke drift in your wake as you arc into the sky, piercing the blue heavens with a mote of light, powered only by fire and human engineering.
For three minutes you're pressed into your seat. finally, the force recedes enough for you to lift your head and look out the window. Still falling below you, the blue sphere you had once called home drifts in a black ocean. The curvature of the horizon becomes more and more pronounced, and you watch in awe as the world drops away beneath you. Stars blink into existence one by one, forging a galaxy mote by mote in god's eye. If there were anyone but you on board, the cabin would be filled with awed gasps. Even alone, you notice yourself doing the same thing.
You don't bother to stop.
The most beautiful thing you've ever seen lies below you. A world brimming with life, with hope. Blue oceans and green plains. Smears of yellow, great deserts arcing across continents. And in the dim light of twilight, the lights of man build a new vista, a network of lights stretching well beyond your little portal into the unknown.
And the glittering star on the horizion is the next step. Humanities greatest hope; a home built on heavens door. Apoapsis Academy. A five-level complex of a space station. At the top, a brand-new gravity field generator. You don't know exactly how it works, but it keeps the station's interior at 1 earth gravity.
"Attention passengers. This is your captain speaking. We will be docking shortly. Please make sure not to leave any personal items on board, and to exit the rocket swiftly. Don't worry about crashing into the station; we've developed special transports to allow us to simply give you a lift into the station itself. Oh, and, um,"
A door at the front of the cabin opens, and you find yourself looking at... a teddy bear? One half of it's mouth is curved in a wicked grin, and on the same side a red eye gleams menacingly in the dark of space. And almost comically, it's wearing a airline captain's hat.
"...Good luck."
Your vision swirls, and you fade into blackness, a pulsing pain in the back of your skull. As you black out, you can hear the captain laughing.
"Puhuhuhu!"
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Sasha Viola awakes in a small room, almost like a cell. Except... In the corner are her bags, empty. Around the room are scattered objects she has a personal attachment to, such as photographs of her family, bandage wraps, a jar of lemonheads... and more disturbingly, her briefcase. Just looking at it gives her a small chill, so she glances away. There's a small bed to her left - the doors right, she notes - and a desk on the other side. In the back, behind her, there's a small but sturdy shelf. The walls are made of steel plate, but it's been painted over by someone; mostly pastel pinks and yellows.
The door itself is made of steel, and looks almost like a bulkhead. In fact, it barely fits with the rest of the room.
There are no windows. However, there is a screen crudely screwed into the wall, along with a security camera. The camera seems to be labeled MONO-001.
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Yukki Ito awakes in a small room, almost like a cell. Except... In the corner are her bags, empty. Around the room are scattered objects she has a personal attachment to, such as scattered models of airships and dieselpunk power armor, a poster for Nuclear Obliteration Survival 4, even a small Ipod speaker system softly playing some classical music... Disturbingly, it's playing her favorite symphony. There's a small bed to her left - the doors right, she notes - and a desk on the other side. In the back, behind her, there's a small but sturdy shelf, covered in miniature versions of steam trains and automobiles and space stations, including one of Apoapsis itself. The walls are made of steel plate, but it's been painted over by someone; someone with a penchant for art, it seems. The walls are schizophrenically covered in images of space, steampunk space stations, icy blues and royal violets. It looks like at least twelve people painted the room. Ito finds she rather likes the raw creativity on display.
The door itself is made of steel, and looks almost like a bulkhead. In fact, it would barely fit with the rest of the room had it not been painted over too. Whoever painted the room drew a smiley face on it, along with a scrawled "Don't give up!" in bright red.
A window on the back wall is covered by a heavy steel shutter. There's a small button beside it. As well, there is a screen crudely screwed into the wall, along with a security camera. The camera seems to be labeled MONO-002.
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Grimm Castle awakes in a small room, almost like a cell. Except... In the corner are his bags, empty. Around the room are scattered objects he has a personal attachment to, such as a brown satchel, a picture of his family, and a set of medals from his previous espionage operations... and more disturbingly, a silver set of tableware. Castle's eyes narrow slightly. There's a small bed to his left - the doors right, he notes - and a desk on the other side. In the back, behind him, there's a small but sturdy shelf. The walls are made of steel plate, but it's been painted over by someone; admittedly, bright red isn't the most professional color, but Grimm feels an urge to tip his hat to whoever knew his favorite color.
The door itself is made of steel, and looks almost like a bulkhead. In fact, it barely fits with the rest of the room. Closer inspection reveals a short blonde hair still hung precariously over the frame.
The window is covered in steel shutters. There used to be a button beside it, but someone seems to have removed it. However, there is a screen crudely screwed into the wall, along with a security camera. The camera seems to be labeled MONO-007.
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Ashley Dylan awakes in a small room, almost like a cell. Except... In the corner are her bags, empty. Around the room are scattered objects she has a personal attachment to, such as photographs of her brother, a bag of sweets, and a stack of various shoujo and jousei manga. There's a small bed to her left - the doors right, she notes - and a desk on the other side. In the back, behind her, there's a small but sturdy shelf, covered in manga and using plasticine anime figurines as bookends.. The walls are made of steel plate, but it's been painted over by someone; mostly dark blues and purples.
The door itself is made of steel, and looks almost like a bulkhead. In fact, it barely fits with the rest of the room.
There are no windows. However, there is a screen crudely screwed into the wall, along with a security camera. The camera seems to be labeled MONO-003.
((Please feel free to color and bold your character's names. Once you've done so, I will also use that color. Also, character death is in full effect. If your character dies, you can rejoin the game... but only as someone who was previously an NPC.))
Especially if they confuse everyone into thinking they're murders... Or vice versa.
