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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[sobsprite]

Jadesprite woke up slowly. She hadn't had her usual kind of dream. She knew the dream was odd, but she couldn't remember how it had been odd. She sat up though, and looked around the train car. She floated to somewhere in the middle of the aisle, and looked around. This wasn't where she had been. This was a new and scary place. Her lower lip trembled as she came to realize her new predicament.

[unflinchable]

Arthur blinked slowly, waking up on his own rather than by the hand of his manservant. If that wasn't weird enough, he was moving. He jumped to his feet and his hand automatically went to his side to wield his sword. Missing. Whoever had kidnapped him must have knocked him out, removed his chainmail and sword, and separated him from his Knights.

When he looked out the window and noticed he was in a swift moving, decorated box, he tried not to panic. It was obviously the work of magic, which cemented what he had to do-- find and kill the sorcerer. Arthur moved towards the door and looked out into the hallway. Okay, he would search the magical box.

[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.

[scavenges]

Out of all the things, funnily enough the one that took Nepeta off guard the most was the sun. The instant she had felt it on her face she had jerked back in surprise, nearly toppling out of her chair.

Fifteen years of hearing stories, seeing paintings of it, and listening in on the conversations of others but never once had she had the opportunity to see it with her own eyes, or feel its warmth tickle her skin. She wished she could have had the opportunity to enjoy it, but considering the circumstances she was more than a little alarmed. Just how on Gaia had she wound up on a train--at least she figured this was a train, despite it looking unlike any she had seen or heard of before.

She keeps her panic down and hidden behind a neutral face, getting up and examining the others around her. They all seem similarly confused which doesn't do much to alleviate her alarm. She tugs her pilot hood down, making sure to cover her ears and stands up, watching people mill out. She's not sure if following the crowd is the best idea, but then again there aren't many options left to her--especially if this train isn't going anywhere else. She remains where she is, waiting to see if she sees any familiar faces as the crowd passes by.