One by one, and with some needing more guidance than others, the students of Kirby Academy find their way to Auditorium A. It's a large room with all the trimmings one would expect- A stage, where a pretty good number of adults sit, raised above the main floor just a bit. To all sides, there is stadium style seating, with absolutely no effort put into organizing the students in the seats this morning- They're free to sit wherever and with whomever they want.
Among the student body, for every five students out of uniform, there only seems to be one that's wearing theirs. Thankfully, due to the nature of the school, nobody seems to pay those who decided to come in uniform much mind- It's very possible many of those kids can't even dress casually at all. Among the handful of faculty on the stage, however, it's the reverse- All but three of the eight present are in elaborate and colorful costumes. Again, it doesn't seem as if any difference is being noted among them one way or the other. There's a small stir as the final students funneling in take their seats- An upper classman flies up to sit in the empty spot near the top with his friends, an extremely pale girl reaches through her own shadow and pulls another latecomer to herself, and a super speedy younger student fidgets in her seat, before choosing another, then another, then another, all in the blink of an eye.
As things settle, one of the faculty
steps up to the podium. She raises a gloved hand, gingerly tapping on microphone and causing a gentle 'pap pap' to sound over the system. She grins, clapping her hands together before spreading them out again towards the students, all the while bouncing on her toes.
"Welcome Kirby Academy Students!" She says cheerily- The same voice that came over the intercom not long before. "How are we all today?"
And then she waits. She waits the way that teachers do, when they're actually expecting an answer to a question that seems rhetorical to everyone else. Some of the student body seems to pick up on this after a moment and collectively grumble out a response. The woman, Live Transmission, claps her hands together again. "Good! We are so, so happy to see all your bright smiling faces here this morning! As you might've guessed, I'm the one and only Live Transmission!" She stops to pose for a moment, before returning to her speech. "We'd like to take this chance to go over a few things about the school and hopefully clear some things up for you. Before that though, I'd like to take juuuuust a sec to introduce some of the folks you'll get to know pretty well in your time here!"
She turns slightly, and begins to work down the line of faculty sitting behind her. "First is doctor Nina Saddler, the school psychiatrist." The brown haired young woman at the end of the line stands, waving out into the crowd. As one of the ones wearing 'normal' clothes- A nice skirt, sweater, and jacket- There's not much right off to note about her. She sits, and Live Transmission continues. "Don't get her started on the puns, kids! Trust me. Next to her is the, uh...gym teacher-slash-coach, Ms. Abrams. Next, Doctor Pratchett, who leads the math department- You kids'll love him. Next, our famed and illustrious headmaster, Doctor Grimes!"
The pale, dark haired man sitting boredly in the middle of the seated group looks up slightly, propping his head on a fist. He makes a gesture at Live Transmission, who tugs at the collar of her costume for a moment before turning back, a little more hurriedly. "And a few other faculty that I'm sure you're gonna meet!"
LT stops, turning away from the mic for a moment to take a breath. Turning back, she seems to have regained her peppy, bouncy composure. "Okay. So, first thing for ya'll is a...We don't wanna call it a warning, but it's kind of a warning. In your time here, you might end up runnin' into someone who's really, really familiar!" She stops for a moment, looking around the room as if trying to pick something out. "As you're walkin' around here, you might run into yourself. IF that happens, don't panic! One thing we can't really throw around a lot outside of the school grounds is that this school doesn't just exist in one dimension- We take students from over twenty different dimensions! This one year, we had an entire class that was all one girl, from all different worlds. That was weird!"
She has a little laugh at herself and continues on. "So, it's possible you'll make friends with yourself! But don't worry if you're not friends at first, that's actually pretty normal! But if you wanna talk more about it, go ahead and drop by one of us some time and we'll try to explain it a little better. For now--"
Live Transmission looks up to the far end of the room, as a student slips in through the door and hurriedly tries to sneak towards one of the open seats. Live Transmission grins, pointing at her excitedly. "Hey there! What's your name, kiddo?"