New Arrivals (All new characters)

[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. The sun shines through the window cheerfully and if you look out the window you will see the first of flowers beginning to grow in the grass. 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."

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[overbiterestart]

Jane woke with a start, one strange place to the next. From the looks of it she was on a train. But why? This had no connection to where she had first ended up.

The loud blaring voice and the rushing off the train was strange. She had no idea where she was besides what the voice said. "Geez." She sighed pretty loudly at first, frustrated with her current situation.

[vespertinity]

Pip blinked her eyes open, awoken by the sudden movement, and clung to the strange creature's feathers as it moved upright. She wasn't sure how it was going to move around, since it didn't seem to have wings, but that shouldn't stop her from being friendly.

"Oh good, you're awake. Can you talk?"

Jane, there is a tiny voice coming from the direction of your shirt.

[overbiterestart]

Jane is kinda looking around. What was that thing even. Jane would likely just have to talk to it since it was talking to her.

"Yes, I can talk." She placed a finger on it's head. "What exactly are you doing on my shirt?"

[vespertinity]

"I fell." Pip started crawling up to this creature's shoulder so that it would be easier to sit.

"What's a shirt?"

[overbiterestart]

"The thing you are climbing up is a shirt." Jane helps Pip to her shoulder. "I don't really like whatever is going on."

She sighs. Offering. "I'm Jane."

[vespertinity]

"I've never heard of that type of feather." She lets Jane help her up and then holds on to the shirt. "What do you mean?"

"I'm... Pip."

[overbiterestart]

"A shirt is material that humans wear, not a feather! Silly." Jane laughs a little as the train finally opens it's door.

"You can stick with me while we find out exactly what is going on. We're..not home anymore."

[vespertinity]

"Oh, this isn't your nest?" Pip yawned. Her head was hurting a little, and the sleepiness hadn't quite worn off.

[scavenges]

Nepeta was just beginning to think that she was going to be roughing it alone when a familiar face came into view.

"Jane!" She would be lying if she said she didn't feel a sense of relief. For all her bravado and desire to prove her worth the idea of being completely and utterly alone was actually unnerving. She may not have known Jane for very long, but she was someone she had come to trust very much in the few weeks they had known each other.

She pushed against the current of people moving out, keeping her hood up with one hand and waving at her with the other.