Liberta Duel Academy is a Yu-Gi-Oh! roleplay site set in an Alternate Universe (AU) version of the original series of Yu-Gi-Oh!, set roughly 50 years after the end of the Dark Side of Dimensions movie. Liberta Duel Academy is set in the city of Silvershine located in a fictional small country known as Silva, somewhere along the western coastside of Europe.
September through October 20X1 - Welcome, Class of 20X4!
The new school year at Liberta Duel Academy is here! Students - new and returning - are adjusting to their school life and getting themselves settled in. The entrance ceremony presented the principal's address, spoke of Dorm Rankings, and introduced the Student Council. Alongside the standard Master Duels, the experimental "Specialty Duels" were announced to those new to the academy. So unpack; duel a fellow or two; explore the academy and the city of Silvershine! Action; adventure; slice of life; it's up to you! How will you have yours unfold?
Post by Connie LeClair on Apr 22, 2022 4:27:53 GMT
A sea of black and white, surging and crashing like the waves of an ocean. Controlled chaos in it's purest form, the definition of a rush hour.
To the students of Liberta, this is simply the norm for mid-period transitions, but for Connie, it was absolute hell. After her disastrous morning, consisting of her: oversleeping and missing 1st and 2nd period, waking up during the middle of her 3rd period, rushing to put on clothes before realizing they were all dirty and washing them throughout her 4th and 5th period, and now standing here, in her athletics uniform, completely terrified of the gigantic mass of people in front of her. Nevertheless, the easiest way to get to her 6th and final period was through the Grand Courtyard, so with a deep breath, she took a dive into the dark unknowns of the Great Liberta Sea.
After many pushes, shoves, kicks and countless "sorry!", "excuse me!" and "pardon me!"s, Connie emerged, still herself, but forever changed by her experience. "Well, that's over and done with, better get going to.. my next..", Connie said, before the realization finally kicked in, she had no idea which class she was actually going to. During school tours, she idly walked alongside her prospective class, and after finally arriving, she never actually bothered memorized where her classes were. Hell, she really only checked her schedule once or twice after receiving it.
In a panic, she feverishly patted down her body for her phone, the last resort for anyone utterly lost. Turning on the device, what alerted her was her phone battery at a dangerously red 1%. "shitshitshitshitshitshit..." Connie muttered as she quickly opened up her phone and began opening up her email. She scoured her 'Important' tab, looking for any sign of an itinerary. After 30 seconds of what could only be described as desperate determination, she finally found the official school information blast email. Upon tapping the 'Schedule' section, it prompts her to sign into her account, which elicits a very swift, "You're fucking with me."
After 20 MORE seconds of typing, she signs in, scrolls down her schedule searching for information on her schedule, before finally reaching the elusive 6th Period. "Here it is! The Philosophy of the Duel 101, taught by Professor G. in Building--" she read out, before her screen froze and quickly snapped to black. Her phone had shut off, right as she found everything she was looking for. Interestingly, she wasn't angry as she was totally desperate, as she mustered up the determination to scour the entire school for anyone who knew a Professor G. As she ran through the courtyard, her eyes spotted something peculiar. A man distinguishable from the crowd of students surrounding them both from just his hair alone, not to mention his clothes. Her eyes widened, nearly watering as she stared in awe. Perhaps he was that "Jesus" bloke her folks back home told her all about, as he was certainly a miracle worker at that time. She walked up to him, slightly nodded her head, and said clearly, "Sorry to disturb you sir, but would you happen to know where a Professor G. is right now?", not at all considering who this random man was to begin with.
Allen was looking around the courtyard, trying to figure out how to kill some time. The classes for 6th period, the last class of the day, were cancelled today due to a teachers meeting. Allen had already changed, as class 1-A had P.E. for 5th period, and the teacher ended the class early. Allen could recall the look of 'OH NO' on her face as she remembered the meeting, ending the class early and sprinting out to gather her materials she needed for it. Still, with classes ended early today, Allen had already changed and was standing in the courtyard, looking for a decent spot to set-up to practice some magic tricks to kill some time. However, apparently most others had the same idea to hang out in the courtyard due to the early end for classes, so the place was packed.
Then, it happened. Allen heard someone run up to him and speak. Turning towards the source of the sound, Allen saw a black haired girl with some really wild bedhead bowing to him, asking him where a specific teacher was at. Allen thought about it for a moment, and assumed a few things. One, that this girl must be from class 1-B, as the teacher she mentioned wasn't one that taught a class 1-A had today. Two, that the girl likely was a poor student, as given her lack of awareness on 6th period being cancelled today, that she must have slept through homeroom, as otherwise she wouldve known about the teachers meeting today. And finally, three, that she must not have many friends, and that the ones she does have are assholes for not telling her. Allen didn't realize that he was both on, and way off the mark at the same time with his logic.
Regardless of the reason, Allen questioned her. "...... Professor G.? Yeah, I do know." He said, figuring he might get some entertainment from what feels like a story for duelit's 'd/Idontworkherelady' subforum.
Allen's text color: 1eafd3 Allen's Aces: Dark Magician the Dragon Knight and Magi Magi ☆ Magician Gal
Post by Connie LeClair on Jul 15, 2022 5:17:15 GMT
Upon hearing that the man indeed knew where Professor G's class was, Connie had a huge sigh of relief. While she did intentionally pick the man out from the crowd of people for his interesting attire, there was no guarantee that he knew where she needed to go. This, on top of him visually looking very different from any other student, caused her developed a sneaking hunch about the identity of this man. In any case, with this man having the knowledge she needed to get to class, she wouldn't have wasted away an entire day in bed, and she could probably find some of her classmates lounging around the library and try to get answers for the previous classes off of them. All she needed to do was get to where she needed to go and be on her way.
So, Connie shoved her hands into her pockets and met the man eye to eye. She was gonna need to make a viable enough argument to get this random guy to help her out. Looking at his clothes, he pretty obviously wasn't a student, but it wasn't clothes that staff wore either. This left one conclusion in her mind. "If he's dressed like that, then he must be some kind of theater teacher.. right? There's bound to be an acting club in a school as fancy as this.. I've got my pitch!"
"Sir, I don't mean to totally ruin your break but, could you please possibly spare some time to help me get to Professor G? Besides, the gymnasium is just past the classrooms, you'll probably make it in time for the Theatre elective." Now, to any normal person this leap in logic would be absolutely ridiculous. But, in the strange mind of Ms. LeClair, this pitch would be solid enough to impress a staff member by giving them a logical reason to help them out besides just flat-out demanding for help. And in any case, now that she really thought about it, Connie had definitely seen the man on campus before doing performances. There's no way he wasn't at least related to some arts program, right?
