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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. ♥ ]
themerryway: ([?] - warm)

[personal profile] themerryway 2011-02-06 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh! Your brother is a player, then?" She smiles. "I'm not sure if I should congratulate him, but I'm sure your brother will protect you. Thank you for offering, I appreciate it. I'll get my family and Suzaku to join with me, I think, and maybe I'll be able to win the round without fighting... much, at least."
themerryway: ([?] - crepe)

[personal profile] themerryway 2011-02-06 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, Sherlock... good morning," she greets. "Um, this may be a bit forward, but do you have a player yet?"
bitofafiction: Smiling, eyes closed; affectionate or mischievous. (!= quite enough attention)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-02-06 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Not yet, no. And yes, I would be amenable."
discarded: Miwako Aihara (It can't be...)

[personal profile] discarded 2011-02-06 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"O-oh..." That was bad. Was there no one here who was responsible for this? Was it all being run remotely by video? "S-sorry. I just figured..."
themerryway: ([?] - like a lover 2/2)

[personal profile] themerryway 2011-02-06 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"That's wonderful, then!" She goes to take his hand, and smiles warmly. "Will you let me protect you, as your Player for this round?"
greennotgold: (Overwhelmed by it all)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2011-02-06 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, yes, he's..." Fletcher reoriented his eyes on the screen to scan for his brother's name. It wasn't alphabetical by last name so it took a moment. "Russel," he said, pronouncing the name as though it were brand new to him. "He's always protected me, so I think I'll be fine. Good luck, Euphie!"
bitofafiction: Smiling: fond amusement. (!= that was Victorian)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-02-06 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Certainly, miss."

That's that taken care of.

"Would you mind writing me a note of general permission?" He smiles wryly. "I am afraid that without one I might lose my violin."
themerryway: ([?] - pretty smile)

[personal profile] themerryway 2011-02-06 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Good luck to you two as well," she laughs lightly. "Let's try our best to have fun."
earlofpudding: (glasses go up)

[personal profile] earlofpudding 2011-02-06 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
"I do look like a professor, don't I~?" Which was sort of true. He played that role every now and then, when he couldn't get of it. Lloyd glanced around the lobby again. Students, students, students...

"Aha!" Lloyd spotted the receptionists. "You could try over there," he suggested, pointing out the women behind their desks.
themerryway: ([?] - elated)

[personal profile] themerryway 2011-02-06 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course! I would love to. Do you have a paper and pen on you?"
bitofafiction: Standing straight. Faint smile. (<= brilliant innocence)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-02-06 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
"I do, at that."

He extracts those items from the pocket of his stubbornly non-uniform leather jacket.
themerryway: ([?] - like a lover 1/2)

[personal profile] themerryway 2011-02-06 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Um, what should I write? I'm not sure..." She takes the items from him and writes in her flowing handwriting, I, Euphemia li Britannia, a player of this current round, give my Weapon Sherlock permissions for all school facilities and privileges. She hands it to him. "Is this okay?"
bitofafiction: A grin. Friendly, perhaps teasing. (!= a commendable effort)

[personal profile] bitofafiction 2011-02-06 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, I believe that covers it. Thank you." Sherlock takes back the note and his pen and returns them to his pocket.
dreamcandies: (◢ hm)

[personal profile] dreamcandies 2011-02-06 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Magisterium?" She echoes, looking at Lyra curiously. "What's that?"
loyal_liar: (huh?)

[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-06 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
"The Church," Lyra said quietly, looking at her glove, "And all the organizations that make it up. But... If it is them, then why grab me but not my daemon? And what are they doing in this place?"
cheesetwo: (Curious - Oh really?)

[personal profile] cheesetwo 2011-02-06 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
At the noise of the camera, C.C. looked over, slightly surprised. This girl, one of the Knights of the Round. Anya, was it?

"You...?" C.C. started.
cheesetwo: (Curious - Oh really?)

[personal profile] cheesetwo 2011-02-06 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Well, there's a familiar face for C.C., and even one that happened to be on Zero's side. C.C. made her way over to the bespectacled engineer.

"Even you're here, huh?" she casually remarked.
cheesetwo: (Not enthused - If it's necessary)

[personal profile] cheesetwo 2011-02-06 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
C.C. stared at the monitor. Player? So she has to play this little game of theirs? That sounds like such a pain...

But a name catches her eye. Euphemia li Britannia? Charles' dead daughter... The one that Zero killed.

"Interesting," she remarked out loud.
defender: (annoyed)

[personal profile] defender 2011-02-06 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Shoujou hadn't anticipated this.

"Not a Player this round, either." He stared up at the list of Players. Of the names on the screen, only Haruka Kuchinawa seemed a likely candidate to be his Player. And even so, Shoujou wasn’t really sure if that would be possible. With no Iwahijiri, the student council had no cause; the only binding force between the student council members was El’s influence – and Shoujou was never really quite sure what went on in Kuchinawa’s head anyway.

True, the other trash could probably be manipulated, especially since few of them found pleasure in Exaclan anyway, but Shoujou did not want to rush into alliances – nor did he have any intentions of having his Weapon used without good reason. His only motivation to accept a Player was use of the school facilities. He could, perhaps, find some use in his Tokens (at the very least he would need to restore the more irritating lost memories), but that could wait.

He was not especially pleased about the situation, but there were worse alternatives.

“What now?” Shoujou muttered, scanning the crowd of students for a face he recognized.
earlofpudding: (aha~)

[personal profile] earlofpudding 2011-02-06 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
"C.C.! Interesting that you'd be here." The green-haired witch wasn't someone he could ever recall showing up in a dream before. If this turned out to be one of those nightmares where he was supposed to teach all his acquaintances at a high school...

Those ones never ended well.

"Of course I am. Why wouldn't I be?"

[personal profile] leftthesafetyon 2011-02-06 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
Meryl was facing the same problem- she wasn't sure who to trust, and it was beginning to become a nuisance. She needed to build trust with people, and the game seemed like the easiest way to do it. She approached the first person she saw, and tried to start up a conversation.

"It's a pretty weird system, but you get used to it."
dreamcandies: (◢ procrastinating)

[personal profile] dreamcandies 2011-02-06 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
"You have a... daemon?" She asks curiously as she links her arms behind her back, looking Lyra over while rocking on the heels of her shoes. She looked ordinary enough.
loyal_liar: (baffled)

[personal profile] loyal_liar 2011-02-06 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Since I was born. Everyone in my world does," Lyra told her, "But I- I can't remember his name, or his shape."

Lyra raised a hand to her temple, "I guess I know at least some of what they took from me, then."
greennotgold: (Huh?)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2011-02-06 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
Fun, huh... He nodded slowly. "I'll try. I hope no one gets hurt."
aureus_veritas: (what'd you just say?)

[personal profile] aureus_veritas 2011-02-06 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
"No idea." Only then as he shrugs does he look over at her. "Just that it's nowhere near where I need to be."

His eyes scan the room quickly, the frown on his face deepening. "Did you happen to see where any of the staff ran off to?"

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