MOVE IN DAY
AUGUST 25TH 20XX
7:00 a.m.
The Freshman arrive eagerly in the main parking lot in front of the park gates. The golden dome of University Central glistens as it finally becomes visible from the highway exit. Upper-classman hop around, waving welcome signs as you pull up in whatever means of transportation you have. You just finished a long ride, with a car loaded with whatever you need, or as empty as your new dorm is going to be. Excitement is hard not to have, as you listen to the University Radio playing all the retro college songs you dreamed of. Once you pick up a parking ticket, and show identification, you park your car and walk up to the glowing gates of heaven itself. Hoover University is spelled out in gold letters, on a massive concrete gate that is a magnificent piece of architecture. You take your first step into your new life, but you have a lot to come. First you must go to Student Resources and pick up your dorm keys, and get get your college ID.

Good Morning Hoover University. It is your boring, quiet, and humble principal reminding you to wear your Identification at all times. Nah, I'm pulling your leg. It is GaM3MaK3r! Your lord and savior of the radio and broadcasting WORLD of Hoof Uni! We just played The Who-ves, and are planning to play your classic, retro rock, all day long. It's currently 7:00am, and damn, that hangover is starting to get to you with no class all week. Some music should help. None of that new shit either, today is two Tuesday, so expect another song from the Who-ves momentarily. Anyway, in other news, today we have a fresh batch of Freshman coming in. These guys can be from anywhere, and they all have that same look on their face. I'm talking Manehattan to Fillydelphia, all worried and sweaty, so give them some love, no? We have hundreds of upper-classmen, all helping out today with the directing of our new members of the family. Just remember, no pushing, shoving, or Molotov throwing. We all remember being freshmen, hell, I'm a freshmen. This is GaM3MaK3r, on HUR-101.1, signing out. Now playing Who Are You, by The Who-ves~
Chris takes off his head phones, and presses a few buttons to take himself off the air. The music plays fairly loud in the studio, and the "On Air" red light turns off as he starts to tap to the beat on his desk with two pencils. He eventually throws those two pencils away, and pulled out his lighter and pack of smokes. Chris lit up a cigarette and blew a smoke ring into the sky, afterwards looking out the window and out into the parking. Although he had been here more than a week, he was just excited as all the ponies he saw out there. He was so excited to meet the freshman, who he was actually part of instead of all the upper-classmen he was hanging out with. Chris wondered what his roommate would look like, since he would be moving out of his frat and into a dorm. Sure, the living was as nice, but it meant meeting a new pony. While tapping his hoof on the floor, Chris spun around and slid his leather coat on. He blew out another puff of smoke, before running over to the studios main computer and planning a few more songs and transitions. Afterwards, the earth pony was trotting out of the studio, heading for his motorcycle in the parking lot. There, hopefully he would be able to meet a few new freshmen.
Where the people were, was where the GaM3MaK3r was. Eventually he got to his bike, and he leaned back as he finished his cigarette and tossed it onto the asphalt.
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Edited by Invictus, 18 May 2014 - 01:43 AM.




