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Characters: Tomoko Oashi - Open
Format: prose, action, all the formats
This log is: open
Location: Starting in the Courtyard and then ALL AROUND.
Summary: Tomoko ~~whips her hair~~ freaks out a little. And lurks around.
Warnings: She's so cute it will instantaneously make you vomit.

Tomoko's not new to fear. She feels it almost constantly, and she's feeling it now, her stomach twisting and turning. She's not a new student- she knows she's not a new student, she's been here for three years now. So why did they keep saying she was? Why was she on that train earlier? What kind of new, sick trick was this?

She keeps herself close to the shadows in the courtyard. If she stays out of the way, maybe, just maybe, she can stay out of the sight of those who might wish to harm her. And who knows? Maybe she might see a familiar face, or hear something that could be of use.

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"Ah, I see why you're confused," Tsuki nodded. That would indeed be disorienting to one who just arrived from their own school; it had been to hers as well.

"This is not the Utopia Academy you've attended for three years. It may seem the same, even look the same... but it is a different place entirely."

Tomoko frowned at the older girl, but somehow, she believed her. It made sense, in a very confusing way, and she didn't think the older girl had a reason to lie to her.

"But... Why? How's it different?"

"That is the question, isn't it?" Tsuki let out a slight sigh. It was frustrating not being able to answer it. Why was this place to so similar to their school? What did it mean?

"For starters, girls are allowed to be Players... commonly, not just Sora," Tsuki said. "The system works much the same, but it doesn't seem to have the same purpose. Not to mention subtle differences in the rules..."