This is the IC for the MAHE (Machiavelli Academy of Higher Excellence rp, should you not have been accepted on that thread, don't post here.
To remind everybody of how this starts, the introductions for students and teachers:
The Jonathanian States wrote:For students:
You wake up on a bunk-bed. You see you are in a room: Some of you may recognize things from it, some may not. At the other side of the room there are two desks, with each having books (some the same, some different) and school utensils. There also are two cabinets in the room. You may notice that placed on the desks, visible from where you are, are notes.
The note states that you have arrived at the Machiavelli Academy of Higher Excellence. It also mentions that if you'll be at the Gymnasium, the way to which is marked on the hall outside of your room, in two hours, a full explanation will be given by Headmaster Machiavelli.
For staff:
You are a staff member at the Machiavelli Academy of Higher Excellence. Some of you work here longer, with a few working here since Machiavelli founded the Academy, while some of you are new.
Regardless of to whether category you belong to, you are at the Staff Room, where Machiavelli is reintroducing all old and new staff.
Machiavelli
Machiavelli passed through the doors which led from his office to the main staff room, and looked around. As he closed the doors behind himself, he noticed a few of the older faces at the Academy.
Stepping through the room into its center, he also noticed a few of the newer teachers. When he reached what seemed to be roughly the center of the room, he coughed once, and spoke up,"Hello. To those of you who don't know me yet, I am Niccolo, the principal of this Academy. If you yet are to understand what brought you here, let me explain: For reasons still unknown, the great people of humanity seem to return from their deaths on certain occasions.
While you may claim it as a gift from your deity, as a simple issue in time-space, it doesn't matter. What does matter is that you, we, appeared as adults, with our knowledge. And what also matters is that here, in this building, a group of other great persons has appeared, and appears, as children. Some are quite close to adulthood already, some less so. But all of them are here to learn. And their teachers will be none other than us.
At the wall to my back is the full board of schedules, including the list of who teaches what. To prevent issues in the organization, the students will only start studying tomorrow, with today serving as their introduction day, and, between us, as a last day for us to rest. I will add that in two hours I will be holding an explanation-speech in the Gymnasium
All that having been said, I would like to wish us all good luck in this coming school year.". He took a look around, and then added,"Would anybody like to add something?"
Napoleon
Napoleon opened his eyes, and saw that he was looking at a roof. He sat up, and saw that he clearly was in a building, which did not look like he had expected afterlife to look. Then he noticed that he was on a bunk bed. Climbing down half of the ladder, he jumped the rest. Without even taking a second glance at the lower bed, he stepped towards the two desks that were on the other side of the room. On both he saw stacks of books, but on one of them they seemed more.... interesting: Emperor of the French,Corsica to St. Helena, Paris - Moscow and back, as well as Napoleon, in addition to multiple books, with the same type of titles, but in french. His glorious french. The Lingua franca. The language that ruled a continent. And with those sentiments rushing through his mind, Napoleon grabbed one of the books, sat on the desk, and started going through it.
That was when he noticed the lower bed being occupied too. "Bonjour", Napoleon said to the occupant of the lower bed,"Good Morning", he added, somehow convinced that he should speak english, as much as he dislikes it - completely ignoring the fact that he even knew how to speak it.