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Rakuen Moderators ([personal profile] utopiamods) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2011-02-05 10:33 am

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. ♥ ]
loyal_liar: (Watching you)

[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-05 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Did that man... Have wings? Yes. Yes he did.

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.
waddles: smaaaaash23 @ LJ (Default)

[personal profile] waddles 2011-02-05 10:10 pm (UTC)(link)
What was this odd sensation that he was being looked upon? Granted, he should have been used to it (last surviving member of a dead race and all that) but he had always been able to sense the intentions behind such a gaze. Now... it was unnerving, so much so that he couldn't help but shift a little in order to see who was staring at him.
loyal_liar: (baffled)

[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-05 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Lyra noticed the shift. Had he spotted her? Oh well... She should probably find out more about the other people who'd been dragged into this anyway, and she approached him.

"Hello," she said politely, in her best 'talking politely to adults' voice, "D'you have any idea what's going on?"
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[personal profile] waddles 2011-02-05 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
A child?

Tilting his head so that he could look her in the eyes, Rafiel gave a solemn shake of his head in answer to her question. "I do not."
loyal_liar: (not backing down)

[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-05 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Lyra shook her head, her expression unusually serious. Especially for someone her age.

"Me neither," Well, she had some ideas, but she'd rather only say them once. Which meant waiting until she had more than one person listening to her.

"This en't my world... How did we get here? I thought they were going to close all the windows," she said, more to herself than anyone else. She would have said it to her daemon, if he was here... and if she could remember what he looked like, she'd have imagined him there, and if she had remembered her name, she'd have said it. But she could not do either, and Lyra felt... alone. It wasn't a familiar feeling, and it was all the more unpleasant for it.
discarded: Miwako Aihara (Looking downward)

[personal profile] discarded 2011-02-05 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
An adult! Surely he would know what was going on here. Maybe he was a teacher here, or something...

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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[personal profile] waddles 2011-02-05 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Not... her world?

Rafiel took a moment to process what she'd said, wondering at it. Had she truly come from another world? Some place other than Tellius? Or perhaps she simply referred to another one of the lost continents. Maybe this was Ashunera's will...

Still, she didn't seem to be actively speaking to him, so he stayed silent as she continued her murmuring.
loyal_liar: (huh?)

[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-05 11:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Lyra glanced up at the taller man, "Do you know about different worlds?"

If Lord Asriel or his enemies were behind this... Lyra's hands curled into fists. She'd thought she'd be able to return to her own world and go to school, and learn what she'd have to do to create the Republic... but apparently not.
ninjasloveme: (explain; that is not how this works)

[personal profile] ninjasloveme 2011-02-06 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Sakura," the name was an acknowledgement, a greeting, in place of something more obvious that could attract unwanted attention. He put aside the urgent question of the One-Tailed Shukaku for now. Talking about it in public would be a bad idea. He nodded between them, arms still motionless across his chest. "This is Enki, the Taiho of En."

And then to Enki, "They were also brought here against their will, most probably. Is it affecting you?" The last part was added purely because the boy looked like he was about to vomit.
valleycat: (how sweeet~)

[personal profile] valleycat 2011-02-06 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh my god I am so sorry, I totally didn't mean to bump in to you," Kitty says about a mile a minute. She takes a second to breathe and stand up again before looking at who she bumped in to.

"Pink hair? That's so awesome!"
formerly_known_as_prince: (expectant)

[personal profile] formerly_known_as_prince 2011-02-06 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Passionate but quick to forgive was Utena, especially when compliments were involved. "Haha, thanks." She said, smiling and rubbing the back of her head. "I'm Utena..." That gap again. "Just Utena, I guess."
valleycat: (Default)

[personal profile] valleycat 2011-02-06 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Well I'm just Kitty then!" She laughed a bit and smiled wildly at Utena and extended her hand in greeting, "This is the check in place, right?"
myownfuture: (Huh?)

[personal profile] myownfuture 2011-02-06 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
And now Yuki was a Player? Was every round going to be like this?

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.
formerly_known_as_prince: (sir are you retarded)

[personal profile] formerly_known_as_prince 2011-02-06 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"It's wrong to own people!" Utena shouts at the screen, suddenly very angry. Her pale fists are clenched and she's so rigid she's almost shaking.

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 Rumsfeld would be proud..
formerly_known_as_prince: (looking up on stairs)

[personal profile] formerly_known_as_prince 2011-02-06 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Her handshake is firm but not crushing, not a meek, girly floppy joining of fingers and hand.

"I think so. What's this school called, anyway?"
monkeystail: (angryface)

[personal profile] monkeystail 2011-02-06 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Scratching her neck, Huashi swayed back on her heels. So she was a player this round. With a frown, she stared around the crowd, wondering who to attempt to vow to... Maybe she'd ask Ichi? Even if she still didn't trust the woman, Ichi had a sword, and a sword Huashi was familiar with. It would be a good start, at any rate.

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.
loyal_liar: (What IS that?)

[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-06 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
So she was a player for this? Well... She'd have to find weapons then. And since she didn't know anyone here... She didn't intend on claiming to 'own' anyone, but she'd have to play along if she wanted to get her memories back and figure out what in the world was going on. And she would definitely protect everyone she could.

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?"
greennotgold: (Huh?)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2011-02-06 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, I already have one," Fletcher replied, holding his hand up to the necklace partly embedded into his skin. "Sorry... Are you, um, one of the Players this round?" She must have been one of the new names he didn't recognize.
loyal_liar: (baffled)

[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-06 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
Other players already had weapons?

"Oh... Yeah, I'm Lyra," she told the boy, bowing her head politely.
earlofpudding: (not bad at all)

[personal profile] earlofpudding 2011-02-06 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Did somebody say fully integrated virtual network including several layers of tactile, empathic holograms? Because that was where Lloyd stopped listening. Everything else the woman on the screen was saying just wasn't as important. The entire campus was fitted out with something like that? Now this really was starting to sound like one of his dreams~

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.
valleycat: (dun mess with me)

[personal profile] valleycat 2011-02-06 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Kitty looked at the screen, none of the names looked familiar, except for Utena who she has met earlier. Where exactly was she, she thought, and why was she taken? If anyone was going to kidnap her it would be because of her powers but here she couldn't use them for some reason.

"What's this game, like, all about?"
trollofthree: (pic#711804)

[personal profile] trollofthree 2011-02-06 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
According to the board, there were only two people he knew selected as Players, and they were both princesses with knights of their own. If either of them asked... but they wouldn't, of course, and he would rather find someone who was going to fight.

So when, for the second time in two weeks, a girl confronted him with an offer of ownership, he stopped, grinned, and accepted in good cheer. "Sure!"

See, wasn't that easy?
greennotgold: (Here you go!)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2011-02-06 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm Fletcher. My brother's a Player this round, so..." he replied, nodding to her. He assumed so, at least, unless someone else had wound up here with the last name Tringham. "It's nice to meet you, Lyra."
isur2ndprincess: (strained)

[personal profile] isur2ndprincess 2011-02-06 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
Yuki stared at the board in horror and in shock. She had to be a Player? She had to fight the others? Also, there were other people on the list whose names she didn't recognize. That means more people were arriving and had to fight in this game.

She looked around for the other princesses, they might want to have her as a player.

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