STARTING POST: AVANTE EN GARDE

[idolpro]

WHO: avante en garde
WHERE: Dormitory, 11th floor
WHEN: Day 1, Morning

[ You all wake up in bed with your smartphone at your bedside. The closet door is locked, so if you want to change out of your sleepwear, no dice. If you try to remember why you locked your closet door, also no dice, since you remember absolutely nothing from before waking up.

At least you've got all these other amnesiacs waking up in the same dormitory you can ask questions that they also don't have the answer to! The only thing that even pretends to have answers is your smartphone, which helpfully has your profile, a rundown on your unit, a map and city information, and your job description: while your every waking moment is being filmed and broadcast to a live audience, you'll get to conduct lives, perform in videos, and participate in game shows where you'll compete against other units! Congratulations on becoming an idol!

The television in the main room is waiting for your input; the current display is a list of the "names" of everyone in your unit with flashing empty boxes next to each of them, much like the ones on your profiles, waiting for you to each assign yourself a personal color— your position within the unit.

Once you've all chosen, the closet doors will unlock. It seems the elevator doors are staying locked while waiting on other units to finish sorting out their positions. Maybe go put on some real clothes in the meantime. ]

((Your character's sleepwear is whatever you want it to be, be it embarrassing onesie or long nightgown or just boxer shorts, though only white and unit colored. This post is for you to meet and greet your unit; another post will be going up tomorrow for characters to explore the setting outside of their dorms and meet other units.))

Comments

[deicider]

[Also lost out on the height Olympics. They step aside, letting her have the board. Huffs a bit, amused]

At least the sweater scale isn't very steep.

[unbr8kable]

[her expression smooths into something closer to a smile]

Yeah... For some reason knits in general don't rate so high on coolness or radicality. ...Not that I can say too much; my codename's Nemesis, I feel like I should be dressed in all black while brooding in the rain and vlogging about my sworn enemies.

--Have we got any enemies yet?

[deicider]

Great question. I'm sure we'll get them at some point, so you might as well start working on your rhetoric.

[unbr8kable]

"Get ready, villains, the dark, fathomless rage in the pit of my soul means I'm gonna punch you in the teeth!"

...How's that?

[deicider]

[Amused,]

Needs motivation, I'm not feeling the passion. Where is the rage coming from? [mock grave,] what will finally sate it?

[unbr8kable]

Right now? ...Maybe a burger?

[deicider]

[a little 'hmph' of a laugh before gesturing to the TV]

Since I stole your original brooding color, which do you want?

[unbr8kable]

Ah, I get to pick? Mm...red still open? Kinda a fire motif, what with all this yellow all around?

[deicider]

And the rage.

[unbr8kable]

Exactly. It all dovetails, y'know?

Man... What would happen if you did yellow with more yellow. Would you just have to walk around being destroying everyone else's vision the entire time?

[deicider]

Let's just pact to prevent that from happening.

[unbr8kable]

I bet you could go back and change, too. Don't you think fluorescent green would bring out your eyes?

[deicider]

I think it would bring out comparisons to citrus fruit, so I'll pass.

[unbr8kable]

Everybody likes citrus. Scurvy is serious business.

[deicider]

[Holds up a hand like, please.]

I'd consider going mascot if we were pirates. Thankfully, I guess we're knights.

[unbr8kable]

Yeah... Wonder who they want us to be serving, then. Knights aren't generally independent contractors, y'know?

[deicider]

[Hikes a brow up, thoughtful.]

Maybe we'll get to pick. More drama that way.

[unbr8kable]

Maybe. Easier for us if that's the case, anyway, being mercenaries instead of servants.

[deicider]

[huffs, amused. ]

Let's just stick with knight-errants for now. Nobody thinks mercenaries are cute.

[unbr8kable]

I'm pretty sure you're the only one in this room who can even make a bid at cuteness, so that might not be the strongest argument.

[deicider]

[Their frown looks like a pout so, got 'em there.]

I'll make it work for me. Somehow.

[unbr8kable]

I bet.

...You think we'd get lots of requests if we took on odd jobs or something?

[deicider]

We could make something work. Hire ourselves out for honor duels.

[unbr8kable]

As in, we'd do the dueling or just do duel rulings?

[deicider]

The first one. I think it used to work like that; nobleman hiring proxies when they couldn't put up themselves.