► sbg - 001 :: in a whole new world
[A video, noticeably accidental due to the fact that the man behind the laptop was typing, flickered on. The young, tea-green-haired man was probably only in his 20s, but looked like student material nonetheless. He tacked away at the keyboard, occasionally looking behind him to watch over his playful Zoroark at the other side of the room.
He completes a text message for the journal network, which displays as such:]
Hello, Smash Academy.
I'm not sure what else I am to say except that I am a new student. I'm a... senior, I believe? That is where the Headmaster placed me. I hadn't thought that hands could live. I wonder how he sees when he does not have eyes.
All I can say is that I've not been at a school before. I don't know if that would seem peculiar or not. I was always raised by my father's studies.
... Hm. Regardless, I feel I must introduce myself. That is the right thing to do here, isn't it? Everyone should know me by some name, and that name is N. You might say I'm a Pokemon Trainer of sorts. Even I am unsure about that.
[N leaves it at an abrupt end and submits this message. Afterward, he finally heard a grunt coming from right next to him. There was Zoroark, pointing to the shiny little camera directed at him.
The video message keeps playing as N questions what's bothering the Pokemon.] Zoroark? Is something the matter? [He glanced around the general area the Pokemon was pointing at.] No, I don't see anything wrong. It looks normal, or is it-...
[Oh. The camera light was blinking some text. "Recording..." That's what it said.
Well, oops. N sheepishly scratched his cheek.]
I see. How long has this been playing? I thought that button was for the speaker. How odd.
[He looks for said button again and curiously presses it. The video cuts off at that very moment. What is being good at computers?]
He completes a text message for the journal network, which displays as such:]
Hello, Smash Academy.
I'm not sure what else I am to say except that I am a new student. I'm a... senior, I believe? That is where the Headmaster placed me. I hadn't thought that hands could live. I wonder how he sees when he does not have eyes.
All I can say is that I've not been at a school before. I don't know if that would seem peculiar or not. I was always raised by my father's studies.
... Hm. Regardless, I feel I must introduce myself. That is the right thing to do here, isn't it? Everyone should know me by some name, and that name is N. You might say I'm a Pokemon Trainer of sorts. Even I am unsure about that.
[N leaves it at an abrupt end and submits this message. Afterward, he finally heard a grunt coming from right next to him. There was Zoroark, pointing to the shiny little camera directed at him.
The video message keeps playing as N questions what's bothering the Pokemon.] Zoroark? Is something the matter? [He glanced around the general area the Pokemon was pointing at.] No, I don't see anything wrong. It looks normal, or is it-...
[Oh. The camera light was blinking some text. "Recording..." That's what it said.
Well, oops. N sheepishly scratched his cheek.]
I see. How long has this been playing? I thought that button was for the speaker. How odd.
[He looks for said button again and curiously presses it. The video cuts off at that very moment. What is being good at computers?]