The hallway splits off into a T almost immediately after the turn, with a massive room in the center and several doors on both sides leading to other, minor rooms.
There are several more students looking around confusedly, before wandering over to the other side of the massive room. It seems that's your best bet for the Conference hall, so you head over there, following a tall dark-skinned man and a tanned young man in a ball cap.
Conference hall
The conference hall is a truly massive room, even by terrestrial standards. In the corner, chairs are piled high. The floor is covered in glass, underneath which is a massive metal screen blocking your vision beyond. The center has a tinted image of some monochromatic teddybear, one side normal, the other disturbingly not. The combination seems like a thick leer, and it's red, glowing eye is almost unnatural.
It looks like most of the rest of the class is here.
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"Well now." Says the dark-skinned man you all followed in. "Since this is the first time we have all been in a room together, I should introduce myself. I am Askia Jabarre, Ultimate Banker. I'm pleased to meet all of you!" Askia smiles widely, flashing pearly white teeth. "I am personally responsible for the majority of the new African Renaissance, though I can't claim all the credit. Please, every one, I hope to be friends with you all!"
Askia is wearing a three-piece, black suit, and the pin on his tie is the Nigerian flag. On his shoulder is a tiny half-cape, giving him a roguish, asymmetric look. It's deep blue, and has a sigil embroidered in it in gold; the symbol most commonly associated with the First Bank of Jabarre. Askia waves his hand dramatically towards a young man with scruffy hair and a green uniform. "You next!"
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"Oh, uh, me?" Says the kid, rubbing the back of his head. "Um... I'm Pedro. Pedro Amazonia. I'm the Ultimate Lucky Student, so I guess I'm only here with you guys by chance... But I hope that one day I'll have a proper talent, like the rest of you!" Worriedly, Pedro glances around, smiling awkwardly. "Uh, how about... You next?" He says, gesturing towards a girl in the corner who's hair has fallen over one eye.
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"Well then." She says in a light Italian lilt. "I am Maria Di Roma, Ultimate Strategist." She's terse and blunt, leaning against the wall in her Italian military uniform. "I don't expect much fun out of the rest of you, so no need to worry about disappointing me. Like that fool over there. What's your name, cat-shirted-fool?"
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"Me?" This one has a thick southern US drawl to his voice, and he scratches at his stomache as he speaks. His T-shirt has some design of a cat refueling a race car on it, and he's wearing a non-descript pair of jeans and a baseball cap. "Well, Ma'am, I'm just me. Frank, or rather, Francis De Gato, Ultimate Racer. Ain't nothin' too special about me, not like you smart folk, but I do what I can to entertain people. I like to go fast, people like to go fast, it's a livin', you know? Y'all look like good people, so I'm lookin' forward to gettin' to know all'a Y'all!"
Grinning to show yellowed teeth and a small bag of chew lodged in his lip, he points to a dignified looking woman observing the rest of the crowd with a soft grin. "Like Miss Queen over there. I'm a bit outta my league, to be honest."
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Sonja Nobody
... You know this one. Sonja Nobody, the queen of Novonovoselica, a small kingdom in eastern Europe. Or was it western Europe? Maybe it was North America? In any case, she's the most famous queen on the planet, eclipsing even the queen of England. Her clothes match her status; Her dress is long and flows along behind her without actually dragging on the floor, and is covered in ruffles and frills in a dignified manner.
Shaking her head, Sonja responds kindly. "Really, it's nothing. I am Sonja Ne-. Ahem. Nobody, Ultimate Queen. I am quite pleased to meet all of you. I always enjoy 'slumming it' in foreign countries!" She titters, and somehow it's the most noble thing you've ever heard.
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"And I am Asmi Bint Muhammad. Ultimate Humanitarian." Says another girl serenely, as you all break your gazes from Queen Sonja. "I hope to have a peaceful school life with the rest of you." She glares in the direction of Sasha and 'Eesha briefly, before returning to her peaceful state. "As they say in my country, Peace be With You."
She looks expectantly to her left, where a high-schooler in a space-suit stands calmly against the wall.
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"Federov Gergori, Ultimate Cosmonaut. Fitting, da? That I would be on space station? Is not coincidence. I requested this school because I love space. I enjoy being here, among stars. Well, now I am among stars of other types! FUAHAHAHAHAHA!" Federov laughs, a booming, powerful and yet friendly laugh. "Is better than School at Bottom of Ocean; not so dark. And better than school in Russia; not so cold! FUAHAHAHA! Is all of you, much brighter than most, so day is made. Maybe I take on spacewalk sometime, show true beauty of Cosmos to you. And not one that silly Japanese girl Junko is on, Nyet? FUAHAHAHA!"
"Who is next? Who is? You! Speak name, Friend, and we shall be good friend!"
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"Jesus, stay away from me man. You're gonna kill my mojo." Comes the dismal-sounding response. The source of the voice, a teen with lank, greasy hair and black slacks under a white button-up, seems to try to sink further into the shadows. "Fine. I'm Hideaki Nagito, Ultimate Roboticist. I'm mostly here for all the fine ladies; I'm already top of my field, so what's the point in getting educated now? It's all about the love scene." He winks at Yuki, grinning lecherously. "And if I'm not top of my field there, well, I guess I'd need some help getting there, right? Besides, the worlds gonna end soon, so why not get a little love in before the end?"
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"The world's not gonna end! That's super duper high school level silly, silly!" Pipes in a short girl in a pink tank-top and denim mini-skirt. Her red hair is tied back in a pony-tail, and she's wearing a pair of driving gloves with sequins on the back. Around her (minimal) chest is a multicolored string adorned with thimbles, needles, more string, and oddly, a slinky, which she deftly spins off and starts to play with as she speaks.
"I'm Dani. Dani Arizona, Super Duper High School Level Dancer. I like free stuff, slinkies, long walks on the beach with boys who didn't steal their hair from Severus Snape, and weaving and knitting and all that stuff. I'm like, super nimble, so I'm pretty good at it already. I'm kinda hoping to take the title and have TWO Super Duper High School talents! That'd be so super awesome coolsauce, ya know?"
She jabs her finger into the person on her right. "Pointing! Hey hey, Master Yoshi. give them an introduction!"
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Master Yoshi
"What?! That's not my name, you pest! It's Roshi Haru, Ultimate Rock Star!"
"Right Right!" Chimes Dani. "I already totally knew because I listen to your music like, all the time! I totally met your agent like, sixty gorrillion times!"
"Then you'd know I don't like people shouting in my ear! God!" Roshi shakes his head. "Whatever. So I'm a rock star, but I still got to get an education. Shit sucks but, what are you gonna do?" He shrugs, and Dani immediately takes the opportunity to shove a hand into one of the tears in his T-shirt. "WOAH, WHAT THE HELL?!"
"Tee Hee! Looks like somebody got a work out on stage!~" She sings, and even as he pulls away she latches on, pulling him to the ground along with her.
"Get off of me, woman! Help! Security!"
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"Don't worry, I'll help!" Cries a girl from outside the room. In rushes a blast of pink and violet, swirling around everyone in the way and immediately and violently tossing Dani and Roshi apart with a roar.
As the other two hit opposite sides of the room, the pink swirl dies down into a roguish looking girl with a sporty ponytail, a violet jacket over a pink dress, and a pair of violet gloves. A pair of boxers wraps trace up her forearms from under the gloves, which you note with trepidation are quite muscular, if not quite as bulky as one might expect.
"Yukari Nametame to the rescue! It's not exactly Ultimate Streetfighting, but it feels good to put these muscles to work! Whew!" She claps one hand to her bicep, polishing it. "So, what have you all been up to? Starting introductions without little old me here? Naughty naughty! If you do that, I might feel left out, ya know?"
The Pink and Purple thunderstorm pauses, looking over at the four as-of-yet-unintroduced students. "Alrighty. So who are you guys? You all look..." She glances quite deliberately at Castle. "Colorful! Sweet Sweet! So introduce yourselves, I wanna know your names!"