Jun. 30th, 2012

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You're falling, and you can't remember why. It's a sickening feeling that makes your insides lurch; the darkness and the vertigo combine, and all you can think of is a story you heard once, somewhere.

Ah, I remember now. It's... a simple story that everyone knows. A legend of a Princess, the Demon Lord who kidnapped her, and the Knight who fought to save her. The Demon Lord had kidnapped the Princess countless times, but every time the Knight bested his challenges and rescued the Princess. No matter what tricks and ploys the Demon Lord used, the Knight would always triumph in the end. This was because--

The world tilts on its axis one last time, and the dream slips from your mind as easily as it arrived. A new voice intrudes on your sleep. Mechanical, monotonous.

"Next stop: Rakuen City. This train terminates here. The next stop is Rakuen. All change." The train rocks steadily. The sun shines through the window cheerfully and if you look out the window you will see rolling meadows full of spring flowers. Steam drifts past the window, it is warm. A mixture of sunlight and the heating of the seats, it adds to the dreamlike atmosphere.

It's strangely difficult to shake off the sleep; the rhythm of the train seems to lull you back into slumber and the air is warm and heavy, making it hard to keep hold of a thought. Finally, though, the nausea settles, the last of the dream fades and you can take in your surroundings. And, perhaps more importantly, those around you in a similar state. The train judders to a stop, through the rain lined windows there is a building and people gathered on the platform.

"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."


Jun. 30th, 2012 06:14 pm
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[filtered from david]

I fancy someone.

How does one normally propose marriage in Rakuen?

[ oh, 5th century people. ]
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Characters: Dirk Strider, Jane Crocker, Doomed!Jade Harley
Format: w/e
This log is: closed, but poke us if you want to have someone come by and boggle
Location: The platform

Once the prefects are done collecting the new arrivals, Dirk tugs his beret off his head and stuffs it into one pocket, and makes for the unloaded cargo that's to be transported to the shop. With Jake unconscious, someone has to pick up the corpse he ordered.

Except there sure are a lot more Unreal Airs scattered around than there should have been. There are literally hundreds of the things littering the platform, hovering above the ground. Some of them are already escaping from above. Dirk just comes to a stop beside the large, body-sized crate labeled with Jake's name, staring at the veritable maelstrom of artifacts that surrounds him.

Who's responsible for this? He glances around, and his eyes come to rest on a couple more sizable boxes stamped with Jane's name. "Jane, what did you do?"
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