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The rest of that day was more or less just spent getting a tour around the island. You'd all be shown the various functions of all the structures across the place; most of the small huts around the island were dedicated specifically to house you little shits. Two huts for each team; one hut for the boys, the other for the girls. Accommodations weren't exactly lavish; pretty much just a bunch of beds cramped up together in a square space.

The roped off areas were dedicated for sparring between people, there was a library, few huts dedicated medical treatment, cafeteria to feed everyone on the island, and finally, the gigantic cages you all saw earlier. Each cage had a door that lead down a small stone stairway into a large pit; this would apparently be where Father would house a variety of different creatures for you all to train against.

Anyhoo the schedule went like this. Jorgen would force you all to wake up at about 8 AM, where you'd all be sent to do a few warm up exercises (i.e jogging and bullshit like that) and shortly after, left to study the library for any knowledge that might come in handy. The library was a database for all sorts of things; combat strategies, different creatures, how to make use from plants, survival guides, medical guides, a variety of things that you may discuss with the DM.

After that you'd all get lunch at noon (which was surprisingly good quality stuff. Enjoy your beef stew.), before getting into the actual, proper training. Jorgen wanted to find out what you all sought to become, and thus tried to find your 'identity' on the battlefield. Be it an archer that snipes shit from afar (a nancy), or someone that rushes in on the front lines to beat them into the dirt. Whatever the case, you'd all be given physical training that consisted of sparring between eachother; you'd all face off in combat and have Jorgen occasionally pop in to tell you how to handle your weapons, stances, all that good stuff. Besides that you'd also be forced to do endurance training like climbing the walls or push ups.

Anyhoo, how you all spent your time training was up to you, but currently, Jorgen had just recently dismissed you all to the cafeteria for dinner. The creature den wasn't ready yet, but you were all expected to prepare yourselves for whatever nasties Father throws into those pits through sparring each other and furthering your training.

You were all just now in the cafeteria. The Automaton chefs had prepared chicken tenders and mashed potatoes for you all to enjoy. Most of the kids were pretty sore after all the training, but seemed to just be relieved at getting a good meal, sitting at their tables and chatting among their own little groups. You'd all be in your own personal group, free to leave and do as you please on the island for the rest of the day.