and then they fell. [rakuen revolution opening post]

[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 as it winds its way through white drifts of now. Sunlight streams through the window, heating the air and making the seats almost uncomfortably warm. A puff of steam from the train winds its way lazily past the windows when the wind is right.

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.

"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."

Comments

[countryofassholes]

[A pause because it has been so long since she heard that name. British America, another potential "big brother" lost over a century ago. Has he not been paying attention to the outside world? That's impossible, he should at least know who she is through the conquering of his neighbors... unless he's deliberately striving for self-destruction. Hmm...]

I'm Britannia.

[shakes]

B-but Britannia died two millennia ago!

[At least that is what he heard - Britannia, one of the namings for the nation that was on the British island before the nations of today were bron with the Roman conquest.]

[countryofassholes]

[Patient sigh.] She was different. I'm the Britannian Empire, one of the world's three superpowers?

[C'mon Latvia, you can't be this dense can you?]

[shakes]

[And now Latvia looks at the other nation properly for the first time, and -

no. He'd have said America but the eyes are wrong, in more ways than the colour.]

I a-am sorry.

[countryofassholes]

Hmm... well, whatever. [She'll pin it on Latvia being neutral and thus deliberately trying to pay no attention to the outside world whatsoever.] Where are we?

[And thus, she turns her attention to the train and glances around.]

[shakes]

O...n a train, b-but I am not sure how I g-got here.

[countryofassholes]

Do you think we were kidnapped? [Well she really means me, because who would kidnap Latvia?]

[shakes]

I...t looks like it.

D-do you know why?

[countryofassholes]

Hmm... well I don't think it really matters why as much as who. [Because seriously, who's powerful enough to capture and hold her?] And I don't think we have any mutual enemies.

[shakes]

M-maybe terrorists?

[countryofassholes]

Maybe. What do you think they'd want?