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Round 3 [new characters]
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."
The sound of thunder and pounding rain jolts you the rest of the way awake. 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 anyone onboard is ushered off and directed through the rain -- sans umbrella -- to the front lobby of the school. You 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. The lights are all off; the large flat screens set into the walls are dark. A few staff members are standing around; they approach the new arrivals to take you to your dorms, assuring you that the round announcement will happen tomorrow.
((OOC: The staff will not answer any questions about what's going on; if asked, they will refer the new students to the Exaclan manuals that are included in their briefcases. Students don't have to follow the staff to their dorms; they can wander about the school if they like. In the rain.))
- 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."
The sound of thunder and pounding rain jolts you the rest of the way awake. 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 anyone onboard is ushered off and directed through the rain -- sans umbrella -- to the front lobby of the school. You 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. The lights are all off; the large flat screens set into the walls are dark. A few staff members are standing around; they approach the new arrivals to take you to your dorms, assuring you that the round announcement will happen tomorrow.
((OOC: The staff will not answer any questions about what's going on; if asked, they will refer the new students to the Exaclan manuals that are included in their briefcases. Students don't have to follow the staff to their dorms; they can wander about the school if they like. In the rain.))
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Dahlia remained in the lobby; without her parasol, she was hesitant to step outside.
"What is all of this?"
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"Welcome to Utopia Academy! Sorry about the weather..."
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"You're too kind... Were you kidnapped also?"
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"Dahlia Hawthorne," she replied. "I'm so sorry for you. And everyone else..."
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"Don't worry," she said, firmly, "A lot of us are working together to beat the game, and get everyone free-- Ah," sheepishness crept into her voice, "I guess you haven't been told about the game yet... I could tell you about that, first!"
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"Ahaha... It's a piiinch..." he laughed to himself, trying to not concentrate on how his hair dripped water down inside his shirt.
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"Hello sir!" He smiled brightly, "Do you need any help?"
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"I'm Romeo, sir, would you like help finding your dorm?" Under Romeo's arm he had a collection of colourful umberella's to keep them dry when they went out to the dorm blocks.
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"My name's Takuto-- oh. If it's fine..." he wasn't up for settling in somewhere if they were kidnapped to it. It just sounded weird, why keep dorms for people if you've kidnapped them?
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do you guys want to switch to actiontags |D;;
totally fine by me!
Re: totally fine by me!
\o/
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/skips with permission
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Just as she got to the doors, a red-haired figure caught her eye inside. It was hard to make out features in the gloom, but what she saw was definitely familiar. "Takuto-kun?" she asked.
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Meanwhile, she could not shake the feeling that she was forgetting something, but whatever it was, it eluded her.
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"It's just rain."
He looked around to make sure no one was going to stop him and left the strange lobby, he was going to find out more on his own terms.
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Nevermind the fact that they could all be dead. By all rights he should be, but here he was.
He was about halfway there from the White dorm when he saw him: The thief.
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Locke was just about to make his way across the grounds when he became aware of someone coming towards him. Turning to look, he was pleasantly surprised to see a very familiar figure.
"Edgar?"
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"Thanks, but you keep it, wouldn't want the rain to mess up your perfect hair."
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Didn't stop him from clutching his head, though.
"Hope I don't catch something," he said softly.
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Hearing what the strange boy nearby was saying, she offered a gentle smile. "Ah, there's an infirmary... I can walk you there if you're worried."
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"Really? That'd be great," he said as he tried to offer a slight smile in return.
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Even as he said that he was trying to think of a way to help her stay dry, just in case. He had the beginnings of an idea in his head, but as for whether it would work or not...well, that part was still up in the air.