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Entry tags:
- !!round change,
- anya alstreim,
- c.c.,
- edgar roni figaro,
- edward elric,
- enki,
- fletcher tringham,
- gaara,
- haruka kuchinawa,
- kallen kozuki,
- kitty pryde,
- lloyd asplund,
- lyra silvertongue,
- mikoto minagi,
- miwako aihara,
- rafiel,
- reiko date,
- road kamelot,
- romeo,
- sakura haruno,
- shoujou,
- spencer reid,
- suzaku kururugi,
- utena tenjou,
- xingke li
Round 1 [new characters and round announcement]
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.
- 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.
"Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. This tramline terminates here; all change. Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. All change."
Sunlight streams through the windows of the long carriage, making the seats almost uncomfortably warm beneath its waking passengers. The air is muggy and thick, the atmosphere deeply tired. Your nausea settles, slowly. The last of the dream fades.
"We have arrived at Utopia. Repeat, we have arrived at Utopia Academy. Could all passengers please leave the tram, as it is terminating here."
The tram pulls to a stop outside the academy station, and the students onboard are ushered off and directed to the front lobby of the school. They can't miss it; there are signs up pointing toward the main entrance, reading "New student orientation" in big, bright letters. If anyone should care to move off the path, try exploring somewhere else, a teacher will conveniently appear to shoo them back toward the lobby, assuring them that "all your questions will be answered inside".
The lobby is big and spacious, looking more like a university or perhaps a fancy international hotel than a high school. Stood around are any number of students in the uniform of the school. Some of them even look awake. There are several receptionists at the desk towards the back of the lobby, but for now they seem busy with paperwork.
[ Note: the round announcement will go up in a thread once you've all mingled. ♥ ]
- 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.
"Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. This tramline terminates here; all change. Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. All change."
Sunlight streams through the windows of the long carriage, making the seats almost uncomfortably warm beneath its waking passengers. The air is muggy and thick, the atmosphere deeply tired. Your nausea settles, slowly. The last of the dream fades.
"We have arrived at Utopia. Repeat, we have arrived at Utopia Academy. Could all passengers please leave the tram, as it is terminating here."
The tram pulls to a stop outside the academy station, and the students onboard are ushered off and directed to the front lobby of the school. They can't miss it; there are signs up pointing toward the main entrance, reading "New student orientation" in big, bright letters. If anyone should care to move off the path, try exploring somewhere else, a teacher will conveniently appear to shoo them back toward the lobby, assuring them that "all your questions will be answered inside".
The lobby is big and spacious, looking more like a university or perhaps a fancy international hotel than a high school. Stood around are any number of students in the uniform of the school. Some of them even look awake. There are several receptionists at the desk towards the back of the lobby, but for now they seem busy with paperwork.
[ Note: the round announcement will go up in a thread once you've all mingled. ♥ ]
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What's going on- have any of you even seen this place before?
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[She hears the other girl's voice but ignores her.]
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Between the weird dream and the situation he'd woken up to, he was anything but happy. He'd tried to stop, to inform the more official-looking people that there's been a mix-up, that there's somewhere he needs to be, that he's not supposed to be here - wherever "here" is - and where the returning train is. But somehow he's wound up in this lobby with a bunch of other people that seem to be at least as confused as he is if not as upset. Then again, it would be hard to match how upset Edward is right at this very moment.
So as an alternative, Ed moves through the crowd to try to talk to someone else about this predicament. There has to be someone with an ounce of influence and a lick of sense around here.
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"Ack--! I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going..."
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"Hey, watch it!" She says, bluntly.
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"Have you managed to get anything out of them yet? I've been trying, but they won't let us get away."
And being herded like this is starting to make Lyra nervous, though she shoves that feeling down, away from her face and her voice, down to the pit of her stomach.
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He sat up and blinked. It was a bit bright for the plane, and there were a lot more people around. A lot more unfamiliar people. He'd been using his blazer as a blanket, and he started to put it back on as he surveyed the scene. He counted the number of people, twelve in all, of various ages and nationalities. None of which were other members of the BAU. Had he been kidnapped again? Whatever had happened, they definitely were organized about it. He was missing his gun, his credentials, his satchel, everything except the clothing on his back.
He smoothed his hair down and stood, still a bit unsteady on his legs.
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Miwako stepped up to the strange man, so so nervous about talking to someone she didn't know. "Excuse me... um, do you know... where we are?"
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Someone, in the tram, on the trip up to the building, and then inside the building, stunk of blood. Enki hadn't got a good view of all the people in the small crowd, but someone here was injured. And since he couldn't see who it was, he couldn't put the needed distance between them for him to not feel vaguely shaky. This was not what he needed. Not now, not ever, but especially not now.
"They should just give us more information," Enki looked up at Gaara beside him annoyed at the 'very bysy' receptionists, and their now-disappeared guides. "This waiting ain't gonna make anyone in here calmer." He disapproved of the way whoever in charge was handling this. A lot. They were even worse than--- Who had he chosen as King of En, anyway? Was the king as bad as Shoryu was with his behaviour? He couldn't put his finger on it.
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The transition was too smooth for her to notice.
-am the pr...the knight who rescues princesses and all the rest (did I just leave something incomplete and is there time to recollect it before I must save the princess again?).
Utena wakes up on the tram. She is going to a new academy. Something happened at her old one and now she can no longer be there. She does not remember what that was.
She is holding the strap with numb fingers. She does not remember how long she has been doing so. She switches hands. The right, which was formerly holding the strap, prickles as feeling returns. She feels as if she should be wearing something on it that is not there.
On her middle finger, there is a patch of pale skin where a ring would have gone.
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She moves numbly with the crush of other students to the lobby. The architecture seems familiar too. She goes to the desk to register.
"Hi, i'm transferring, last name...Last name..." She's uncomfortable. She pulls her arm behind her head and begins to stretch to her side as she tries to recall it.
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When the crowd was exiting the tram and going on campus, she was pushed and jostled a bit. Not being able to go through them was distracting her a bit more than she expected it would.
Maybe she could go through this person?
No?
How about this one?
Sorry Utena, she may have just bumped in to you.
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She's had weirder experiences than this. Somewhat. But usually when she was sedated she didn't end up on a tram to a school.
What with the Order gone now, who would be after her? And from within the security of Pendragon itself...how interesting. But she needed to get back to Zero. Her contract...
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She spotted C.C. and wondered if she was supposed to do anything, it's not like she had Mordred around. Instead she took a picture, with a bit of difficulty, to remind her that she was here.
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The last of the announcement was what Lloyd woke up to. Or had he woken up at all? An overheated tram on the way to a school wasn't where he remembered being last. He watched the other passengers begin filing out for a bit before turning to look out the tram window by his seat.
Okay. That was definitely a school. Why he would be dreaming of going back to school, he had no idea, but it didn't bother him. Dreams weren't supposed to make sense.
"Might as well play along," he chuckled to himself and stood. It was too stuffy to just lurk around in here anyway. Lloyd trailed along after the rest of the group, content to just follow them over to the lobby.
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"Even you're here, huh?" she casually remarked.
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Nothing. He could not sense the minds of the beorc around him, nor the tangible energies that must surely be present in this world. What, or who, had taken that from him?
As his white wings shifted slightly against his back, unable to be still in this uncertain situation, the heron brought a hand up to his heart and willed himself calm. He would be strong, he would simply have to find a way back home or wait for Nailah to catch his scent. It wasn't as if he'd never been captured before, after all...
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Lyra stared for a moment. She'd seen angels, of course, but angels never seemed quite solid- not beings of flesh, but made of light- of Dust. This man seemed utterly solid... But staring wasn't polite, and Lyra averted her gaze, watching him out of the corner of her eye.
"Definitely different worlds," she muttered to herself.
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She goes on to outline the Exaclan system; the video is the same as the one the that all the previous arrivals got to see. Once she finishes, the screen goes blank and the following appears:
C.C.
Edgar Roni Figaro
Edward Elric
Euphemia li Britannia
Haruka Kuchinawa
Huashi Sun
Lyra Silvertongue
Mikoto Minagi
Rapunzel
Russel Tringham
Scott Pilgrim
Utena Tenjou
Yuki Yagizawa
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Not only her, but Kuchinawa also... This would be interesting.
Reiko looked around. She supposed she might as well go find Yuki and make the vow with her.
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She knows that she knows this and she knows that she knows why she knows this but she doesn't actually know why she knows this or at least can't remember, although now she knows why she can't remember why she knows this
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But she'd probably also have to ask random people. She wasn't sure she wanted 'random people' around. But what else could she do? She had to, as far as she'd understood it, play, otherwise she'd lose tokens, and getting into less than zero would just make it take even longer to get memories and upgrades... Scowling, Huashi planted her fists on her hips and looked around, wondering where and how to start.
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She pulled out the glove she'd gotten from her bag and put it on. Now all she had to do was convince people that despite all appearances, she could actually fight. Lyra wasn't big, but she was nimble and not at all fragile, despite all appearances.
"Hey!" Lyra began turning to everyone she could see, asking each of them some variation on a single question. "Do you want to be my weapon?"
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Lloyd did a turn around, scanning the building they were in for what he would assume were projectors. He couldn't spot anything obvious. Aha, these people were good at hiding them. That had to be it. "...now how would a glove trigger a tactile hologram? Hmmm." Better question. "How did they even construct a tactile hologram?"
Forget all this nonsense about some game. The man in the labcoat was going to wonder about the tech even needed for this silliness. Surely it could be put to a better use.
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"What's this game, like, all about?"
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Assuming in the meantime, Mai confused Road for Mikoto
lmao sounds like a title for a drama
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