After three minutes, Ier-Briar promptly decided that yes, all of those fools should be done with their number-fetching. After all, there was chattering within the auditorium again, people sharing their numbers innocently and anticipating whom they were going to party up with. Because, clearly, if you had the same number, it meant that you would become friends, right?

Those mudafuking hippie wanksters.

Snapping his fingers, the ProMaster said, to no one in particular, [i]“Aludra, if you could do the thing?”[/i]

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7lDqnYCcmL0]“Sure sure, order confirmed~”[/url] came a cheery voice from above.

From above, a small box, emanating a blue light, popped into existence. As the students looked upwards, they would see a young woman in the outfit of a witch, floating up above on that box. Despite the fact that she wore a dress, and despite the fact that the box itself should be illuminating what was underneath it, those who did their very best to be irredeemable perverts and tried looking up were greeted with pure blackness. With one wave of her right hand, 625 boxes blipped into existence, showering the right wing of the auditorium with lightning blue light. With a way of her left hand, another 625 boxes blinked into space, their brilliance filling the left wing.

In the fluorescent backlight, reduced to a mere shadow, the witch called out with a laugh, [u]“Let the actors be bathed in light!”[/u]

Slowly, the numbers on the sheets of paper began to glow, filling with magical energy.

[u]“The curtain has been pulled, revealing the main stage!”[/u]

The light coming from the paper crept up onto the students, encasing their body with light. Then, one by one, each student became a brilliant beam of energy, shooting into the boxes that laid suspended in the air.

[u]“And so, my job is done.”[/u]

As the blinding light faded from their eyes, they would find themselves in a white box, roughly 25 meters in height, width, and length. The walls glowed, and there was no exit. In fact, there was no other object in the room.

[u]“Now, prove your worth!”[/u]

But they were definitely, absolutely, not alone.
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[i]“Yo, fifth years,”[/i] Ier-Briar called out, waving at the remaining students that weren’t sucked up into the boxes, [i]“Go monitor the rooms and make sure that we don’t have any rapists and shit, yeah? Your holopads or whatever should be able to connect. If you need to go in and interfere, just ask Prof Aludra, yeah?”[/i]

[i]“And, here’s a friendly PSA: rape is not the absence of ‘no’, but the absence of ‘yes’. Got that? Good. I need to do more important things now. Later nerds.”[/i]
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Fwegh?

For some odd reason, Elodie’s head hurt.

As a matter of fact, it hurt a lot, so much that it stun to even touch her forehead.

Slowly standing up, the princess cringed at all the bright lighting that was present in the room…before realizing that she wasn’t even sure how she got into the room the first place.

Yeah, it definitely felt like she had one of those hangovers that she had always heard that the shitty headmaster of the school suffered from, whenever he refused to get out of his room in the morning. Really, it was quite the odd…

What the blazing vipersnacks?!

Why was there a green orc thing here as well?!?!?!

[b]“GUHUEHHHH!!??!?!”[/b]