ecthelion: (despair)
[personal profile] ecthelion
Characters: Ein and you
Format: I'll match it
This log is: open
Location: Lakeshore
Summary: Ein realizes that everyone's hard work is being undone and despairs, sending his
Warnings: None... yet?
There was nothing left anymore. )
musicalee: (what the...)
[personal profile] musicalee
Characters: Everyone and all
Format: Whatever you like
This log is: Open
Location: Battle Arena
Summary: The final assembly and the start of the final week of Rakuen begins. Players are announced as normal yet something is not right.
Warnings:
|Round 19 begins... )

[video]

Dec. 5th, 2012 04:22 am
countryofassholes: (even if we can't see it anymore.)
[personal profile] countryofassholes
I am tiring of this place and the way it toys with my memories.

If a player from Fortitude is in need of a weapon, I offer my sword. All I ask in return is that you use my raks to purchase the rest of my memories. I refuse to allow this to happen to me anymore.

Suzaku, a word when you have the time.

That is all.
secretlyuseful: (thoughtful)
[personal profile] secretlyuseful
Characters: Merlin and open
Format: You chose!
This log is: Open!
Location: The lake
Summary: Tuesday evening Merlin's letter to Gaius is finally finished and he takes his bottle to the lake...
Warnings:
What to say... )
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] unflinchable
Characters: Arthur and you
Format: Action
This log is: open
Location: Forest
Summary: Just waking up from his coma-nap, Arthur decides that he needs some exercise. He also realizes he is an owned weapon, this must be Merlin's fault.
Warnings: general prattiness
Arthur is a king dammit )
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[personal profile] utopiamods
The train finally came to a halt in which seemed to be the middle of no where. There was a small hut, but just like the train station in Rakuen there were no staff. Still the doors opened and out on the platform a woman stood. She looked stern and some might recognise her from the town; her dusky pink hair made her stand out in a crowd.

"Weapons please collect the equipment of your colour from the luggage compartment. One tent per team, one stove, one sleeping bag. If Players require their Weapons to have sleeping bags come and tell me, I have some extra in the store." She spoke in a tone that seemed used to being obeyed; a soldiers tone some might recognise it as.

After the equiptment was collected she set off up the hill expecting everyone to keep up. Astute campers will have noticed Dolorosa, Day, Nanami and Santana in the small crowd and so hopefully realise that escape was nothing but futile.

Of course if they still tried they would find they couldn't get very far, if they went too far in any direction or tried to follow the tracks they would pass out and reappear just a little behind the main group.

The camp site was just over the hill, a valley surrounded by hills, a river running through it. Their guide told them to make camp, Fortitude this side of the river, Conquest the other; there were stepping stones. "All Players are to report to me while Weapons pitch the tents."

She waited until the Players were gathered, "My name is Clara, I am your guide for your trip and I expect you to behave yourselves. As you have guessed we have a slightly separate set up, you have each been provided with a Weapon, in some cases two. There shall still be fights, training fights each morning in your camps and a fight in the evening which shall be interschool. Do your best; for as well as raks winning fights will get you more points."

There were no smiles but a pause for them to take in what she had said so far. "There will also be other activities, from climbing to walking to canoeing. I am sure you will all find something you excel in. Each of your Weapons has been provided with a ring, it cannot be removed until the end of the trip. Touching it with your gloved hand will invoke the penalty, though I trust you all not to abuse that power."

She looked over to the campsite and the activity there and raised her voice so she could be heard by those putting up tents. "All cooking is to be done by the Weapons, points will be given and subtracted for cooking skills, tents will be inspected every day. Weapons require permission to share their Players food, there are Weapon meals provided. If you wish your Weapon to stay in your tent they may but permission must be given." She looked like she couldn't work out why anyone would want that despite the grey skies and drizzle.

"Today you may get to know the camp site, there shall be no fight tonight but there is wood to be collected and if you collect enough we can have a large camp fire. Points shall be awarded for meals, Weapons are to come to me for ingredients."

With that she nodded and walked away, presumably to pitch her own tent. Have fun campers!
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[personal profile] utopiamods
The clothes Dunleavy had mentioned were simple light trousers, three plain t shirts in school colours, a warm jumper; again in school colours and a pair of walking boots. There was also a small rucksack so spare clothes and other belongings could be packed.

On the platform NPCs were loading what seemed to be tents, cooking stoves and sleeping bags into the hold. Those chosen were ushered onto the train and told to sit wherever they liked.

Once everyone had arrived the whistle sounded and for the first time in fourteen weeks the train set off in the opposite direction. Smoke whistled happily past the window as they began to go faster past meadows and trees.

Then, quite suddenly everyone began to feel very sleepy. "There is a story everyone knows..." It was that old dream again, lulling you in and you find your eyes dropping against your will...

When you wake up the train is slowing and the countryside looks different, mountainous, rougher; a little more wild.

"Attention everyone, the train is approaching it's final destination. Please be ready to leave the train in half an hour." As people shake off the last of the sleep this message continues.

Then it changes, "You will notice that some of your now possess a coloured exaclan glove on your chair, others will notice a coloured ring. Please put them on now. Your first task is to find your Player if you are a Weapon, or your Weapon if you are a Player. Find the person whose colour matches yours."

((The information post that has the colours and pairs is here!))

[action]

Aug. 27th, 2012 04:23 pm
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[personal profile] pencilpremonition
[Today, Becca is Doing Things. She's out being a player, approaching any unattached weapons to offer to be their player. She's going to her classes. Or possibly she's just sitting around somewhere drawing in her notebook with an air of 'come talk to me' about her. Or perhaps you have a better idea for how to get her talking to your character. Just come bother her.]
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[personal profile] brittspierce
Characters: Brittany and anyone who comes across her!
Format: Any
This log is: OPEN
Location: Town
Summary: Still feeling very, very new to this place Britt decides to go exploring!


Come on, you know you want to... )
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[personal profile] utopiamods
As classes continue on Friday the weather gets continuously worse until teachers announce that the last class will be cancelled. Screens display the message that all students must report to their dorms but power outages and flickers render them mostly ineffectual. Prefects are instead sent out, armed with waterproofs to make sure all students make it back to their dorms.

Thunder crashes and lightning lights up the sky as the lights flicker and the wind gets steadily louder. Students are required to remain inside, prefects are sent round with snacks and all prepare themselves for a long, wet and windy afternoon.
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[personal profile] greenspaces
Characters: Jade Harley (AU) and YOU!
Format: Starting in Action, will change if needed.
This log is: OPEN.
Location: The tower in the arena.
Summary: Jade bought a body. We're taking it to the tower. Shenanigans happen.
Warnings: Dead people...? Potentially the threat of a boss battle/violence, I'll update it if it happens.
PART 1: JADE'S NETWORK POST )

PART 2: The tower. )

[ OOC: I am going to make a thread titled ACTION with various sub-threads, to keep the action parts in order. If you want to reply to Jade's text post, feel free to make a top-level comment! ]
nocathere: (Lazing around)
[personal profile] nocathere
[Cheshire is laying on his back with a few raks on his stomach. Sure it's strange, but it becomes troublesome when he picks one up... and tosses it right into his mouth!] Hmmm, dry.
secretlyuseful: (errrrrrrm)
[personal profile] secretlyuseful
Characters: Merlin and anyone, also Dirk
Format: I'm starting in prose but will switch
This log is: Open!
Location: Fortitude infirmary, Fortitude campus, Conquest campus
Summary: Merlin wakes up from his twelve day nap, he wanders round Fortitude, Dirk escorts him across the city to Conquest so he can find his Player.
Warnings: None so far
Apparently sleeping for twelve days was common here... )
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