frozenmemories: (Tears that were ment to be hidden)
[personal profile] frozenmemories
[There might have been doors slamming about the Prefect dorms on the Conquest grounds a while after the greeting of the people coming off of the train but after 3 or so slams, it was quiet. About a half an hour later there is a message on the network from the fairy.]

[Video]

[The PDA is sitting on her desk, showing her staring at a little wooden box with groups of Memory charms and Upgrade rings. It's dark as she has blocked the light from the windows. She's not wearing her uniform or her usual dress, instead she is wearing her neon blue t-shirt that looks like it could fit 3-4 of her in it. She's writing on a piece of paper with a blue marker for a moment before looking at the PDA, eyes hidden by her hair.]

Oh...To those who knew her....Nephenee has gone home. I have her upgrade and memory charm.

[She puts the items back into the little box and puts it on her bedside table. She slips off of her bed and floats over to the PDA because if she was walking, she would have tripped and fallen with the shirt. She wipes at her eyes, which now that she is close can be seen from under her bangs, are sad and slightly red from crying.]

I'm going back to bed...Lock the door and never return...it's safer that way...

[And with that, the video ends. Those in the dorms might hear the soft click of the lock from her room and then nothing else.]

[Text]

Nov. 22nd, 2012 12:47 pm
notabunnylawyer: (Canon; angry glare)
[personal profile] notabunnylawyer
Okay, this has gone on long enough!

I know one of you out there has my bracelet. Don't start thinking I can't track you down without your name. This is a small place, and you have some unique features.

If you give it back, I'll keep your habit of climbing through windows our little secret. If you don't ... well, I have no reason to do you any more favors.

I hope that's clear enough for you.
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[personal profile] utopiamods
For those getting off the train their first impression of Rakuen is one of dreary, overcast skies. Although it's blessedly dry, the platform is still dark from a previous rainshower. The gaggle of uniformed greeters there to meet you are armed with umbrellas and school coats: on one side, four students in black and green; on the other, five in red and white. Whilst those in green are all unremarkable humans - mostly teenagers - the red group are a tad more varied. That is to say, one of their number is tiny, a girl the size of a small child, and her wings are beating delicate patterns in the warm air.

When they notice the hiss of the train doors, one out of each group steps forward.

"Can I please have your attention," A blond youth in the red and white starts; he explains that they're all prefects of Rakuen, having arrived just like you have in the past five months. Enrolled in the two battle schools on the island, like you. Fortitude - a long-haired boy and the others dressed in green nod or wave - and Conquest, as he indicates his comrades.

"I know you have many questions, and we'll answer as many as we can. But first, we have to sort you."

The long haired boy stepped forward to read out the list for those entering Fortitude, "Estellise Sidos Heurassein and Koishi Komeiji"
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[personal profile] utopiamods
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. If you look out the windows you will see flower filled meadows and a drift of smoke from the train passing the window blending into the grey sky. Inside the train it is warm, the heaters are running blowing hot air from under the seats.

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, and just outside 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."
deadmanipulator: (҉҉騒 just being civil 霊)
[personal profile] deadmanipulator
Characters: Yomiel, anyone
Format: Any
This log is: open
Location: Conquest courtyard
Summary: Yomiel finally shows.
- )
utopiamods: (star)
[personal profile] utopiamods
Characters: All of them
Format: All the formats
This log is: Incredibly open
Location: The small island on the lake, also in the lake
Summary: Giant tortoise is attacking! Fight for your lives!
Warnings: Battle scenes and a few people might die?
Go, fight, win )
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[personal profile] frozenmemories
Characters: Yuri, Flynn, Rebecca and Cirno (And their players. I know others will want to go but just for the sake of this, Leave it to the ones opening the tower.)
Format: Prose
This log is: CLOSED
Location: Lakeside and then The Lake Tower
Summary: The next group of Prefects opening the Tower.
Warnings: Look at who is all going and who they are. There ya go!
NOTES: Please track this post so you'll know when your turn to tag comes up. Furthermore, as with last time, if the person before you has not tagged in 24 hours (and you've made attempts to contact them) skip them in the order and move on.

This post is for opening the tower. Once it's open, the mods will put up another post for the battle with the guardian.
Let's go! )
swordofzero: (lost in thoughts)
[personal profile] swordofzero
Characters: Arthur, Vane and Suzaku
Format: Prose?
This log is: Closed
Location: Conquest Courtyard
Summary: Arthur vows to Vane, also Vane and Suzaku link
Warnings: Awful things
And the bad choices never end... )

Links

Nov. 12th, 2012 09:36 pm
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[personal profile] savedbyasong
Characters: Shion and Becca, also Alex if he wants
Format: Prose
This log is: Closed but if you want to come face palm at them feel free
Location: Fortitude Courtyard
Summary: Becca and Shion decide to see if they can link despite Becca being linked to Alex. Pain happens
Warnings: Warning penalties and sad teenagers
Silly teenagers doing silly things )
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[personal profile] straightupzorra
Characters: Santana, Flynn, prefects
Format: action
This log is: openish
Location: Prefect dorms
Summary: Santana spends her free time trying to make Flynn break the rules. You know what's against the rules? Having more than twenty puppets. Santana put twenty-one puppets in Flynn's room.
Warnings: Santana.
everyone needs a goal )
swordofzero: (not impressed)
[personal profile] swordofzero
[Here is a video of Suzaku, he looks serious.]

As those who were at the meeting know. We need more prefects if we have any chance of opening all the remaining towers. I have two hundred and two raks at the moment, if anyone is in need of upgrades please let me know and I will ask my current Player to buy upgrades for you.
knightofwhat: (Excited!)
[personal profile] knightofwhat
Characters: America, Sora Himoto [AU], everybody.
Format: Any
This log is: open
Location:The theater in town.
Summary: Following on from here. People are starting to arrive, but what will they find when they arrive? (Other than overpriced concessions, that's a given.)
Warnings: none
Read more... )
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[personal profile] utopiamods
For those getting off the train their first impression of Rakuen is one of dreary, overcast skies. Although it's blessedly dry, the platform is still dark from a previous rainshower. The gaggle of uniformed greeters there to meet you are armed with umbrellas and school coats: on one side, four students in black and green; on the other, four in red and white. Whilst those in green are all unremarkable humans - mostly teenagers - the red group are a tad more varied. That is to say, one of their number is tiny, a girl the size of a small child, and her wings are beating delicate patterns in the warm air.

When they notice the hiss of the train doors, one out of each group steps forward.

"Can I please have your attention," A blond youth in the red and white starts; he explains that they're all prefects of Rakuen, having arrived just like you have in the past five months. Enrolled in the two battle schools on the island, like you. Fortitude - a long-haired boy and the others dressed in green nod or wave - and Conquest, as he indicates his comrades.

"I know you have many questions, and we'll answer as many as we can. But first, we have to sort you." He looks down on his list to double check, "Yomiel."

[ modnote: more names to be added ]
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[personal profile] utopiamods
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. If you look out the windows you will see flower filled meadows and a drift of smoke from the train passing the window blending into the grey sky. Inside the train it is warm, the heaters are running blowing hot air from under the seats.

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, and just outside 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."
frozenmemories: (Default)
[personal profile] frozenmemories
Characters: EVERYONE!
Format: Any!
This log is: Open
Location: Cafe in town (The post on the network is dated a few days before Rest Day but the log is on Rest Day)
Summary: Tower Discussion
Warnings: Uh...All the warnings?

[Video on the network]

[It's a video of Cirno again. She looks a bit more like herself then she has been for the past round]

HEY! I'm calling a meeting of everyone about the Towers in the Cafe in town on Rest Day! Be there!

[With that, the video shuts off!]

On rest day at the cafe.... )
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[personal profile] heroiccia
Characters: Alfred and Apollo
Format: Action
This log is: Closed
Location: Conquest dorms.
Summary: Pledging to each other.
Warnings: None

America wasn't entirely certain what to do this time around, if he should do anything at all. Then again it has been boringly quiet recently. Possibly due to the drop in the number of people currently around the school and town. He really should get himself into high gear and attempt to find a way to get out of here, just like all of those other people who had disappeared. But he supposed that he should start looking for a way to get involved in this week's battle.
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