Fortitude: Round 1

[mamarosa]

When characters wake up the next morning there will be an announcement on all the screens. "Please report to the lobby at 12 noon for important information about this round." Anyone who is not in the lobby by twelve noon will most likely be found by the prefects and taken there by force.

When the characters turn up in Fortitude Lobby they will see the woman they saw battling yesterday, they may recall her weapon to be a shield, fitting for Fortitude. She is standing on a raised podium, looking relaxed, with Nanami by her side. "I hope you slept well," she says with a friendly smile, "Today marks the beginning of the first battle round. If your name is called you have been chosen to be a Player for this round. Those chosen as Players are given all of their rights and can grant rights to the Weapons they vow to. Unvowed Weapons, known as Discards, do not have rights and have to do whatever the prefect," she motions to Nanami, "tells them to do. This may not seem fair to many of you, but these are the rules of Rakuen and they must be obeyed.

I'm sure you've all read the rule book and are familiar with the vowing process, but for those who are confused, I will briefly go over it. Vowing means to promise to protect then, when vowed the Weapon will have a possession mark appear on their hand. As Fortitude students, your mark will be a shield. Only when vowed are Players allowed to give Weapons rights."

Throughout her speech, her forever peaceful smile never left her face, "I believe you will all be good Players to your Weapons, even if it is not required of you. We will be watching what you do and any disregard for the rules will be taken care of.

"Today, if you are unaware, is Sunday. Rounds will always start on Sunday and as there is no school I would suggest vowing today. The day before round start, Saturday, is your free day. There are no Players or Weapons on Saturday and therefore everyone has equal rights. You are allowed to work for extra Raks on Saturday as well. School starts tomorrow 8am sharp, breakfast is from 7 until 8, Players have access to the full menu, Weapons need permission, and Discards do not have that access"

She pauses to take out the piece of paper with the list of Players on it, "The following students have been chosen for the first round:
1. Kotarou
2. Dave
3. Shion
4. Lelouch
5. Spain
6. Vriska

I, as well as Nanami, are here to answer any questions you may have about the school or battle system, so do not hesitate to ask. Good luck in battling and remember that not battling comes with its own price."

With that last ominous note, Dolorosa finishes her speech.

Comments

1/who even knows

[tenwholeryou]

[ wait they're fighting? ]

[drawsdeath]

[Becca fidgets nervously, listening to the list of players. She remembers Dave Fucking Strider from the train, Lelouch from town, and Shion from both. Maybe she should approach one of them...weapons not having rights didn't sound very fun at all. Then again...she had a secret that she remembered from the strange dream she'd had on the train. She had a feeling it wasn't just a dream. Maybe...she could get away with not telling anyone what her weapon was.]

[savedbyasong]

Shion hadn't really slept, his mind had been too full of thoughts and worries. But he was slightly calmer than the day before and smiled at people as he made his way to the lobby.

As the kind troll woman who he had met the day before started speaking he frowned, he had read the rule book so of course it was no surprise to him, but to hear such in just things coming from a person who had seemed so nice...

Shion was having no part in this, he didn't care if he had no rights. Everyone should have rights and shouldn't have to fight to gain them!

His mouth dropped open as he heard his name being called. No...

[cmonstepitup]

Sonic was at least glad he had bought that power ring from Recette now. He could actually make some use of it. But no rights? Man, the food in the cafeteria must be really good if Discards can't eat them! He'd have to find someone to give him some rights or he might have to just go hungry.

[subjugated]

[11 will just stand here and mull the list of players over. He only knows two of them, and contracting with a member of the EU might complicate matters with Britannia, while Lelouch...

He sighs.] I'm too old for this. [He really starts to sound like China, he thinks.]

[koyo]

( Spain arrives late. Chances are, he probably did get escorted in by a prefect but in his defense, he forgot how to tell time (though, he honestly would have been late even if he remembered). Luckily, he is just in time to hear most of what he needs to know.

And then once more, memory loss strikes again. Unaware that he's been listed as a player, he makes a face. )

Weapons aren't allowed to eat?

( Eating is the only important thing right now. )

[honkhonkwoof]

[ Gamzee listens to the rules with an eyebrow raised. Weapons aren't allowed to eat, aren't allowed to do anything... and his name isn't called. A fire of irrational anger burns inside him for a moment; why isn't he a Player, then ...

But that's OK, those are the 'rules', although they sure as hell are weird, and kind of tricky to understand. While fighting isn't really his thing, he'd done enough of it playing Sgrub. He supposes he'll just have to find a nice Player to team up with, and oh, Vriska? He definitely recognizes that name, and a small smile appears on his face.

He looks around, wondering if any of his other friends are weapons too. He's been feeling antsy since this morning, and isn't sure why. ]

[traces]

Dahlia was both relieved and annoyed that her name wasn't called. She'd be no good in a one-on-one fight, but on the other hand, she didn't like the lack of rights that came with being a Weapon. She'd have to find a Player, and fast.

She looked around at the crowd surrounding her, eyes wide as though she were nervous and confused. "U-um..."

[fabricates]

[She listens with about as much interest as someone can who had been rudely roused from her slumber, which was restless enough as it was without a recuperacoon. Right, humans were daywalkers. If this place was mostly human, she was shit out of luck for keeping her nocturnal schedule. At least the sun hadn't seemed to bother her eyes when she was out in it the day before.

But that attention scrambled back once she heard her name called. What were they saying? Something about players and weapons and she was a player? She's not surprised. Of course she'd be a player, she's Vriska fucking Serket. She's definitely the best here.

Her eyes flick around the room, trying to ascertain who was a weapon and who was a player. She really should have bothered getting to know some names. Well, whatever. She can figure it out now.]

[knightime]

[Dave merely looks up as he hears his name being called. So he's a player huh...?

He frowns though. That means he has to talk to other people and...can vows be done over text. He scowled a bit.

But battling was easy. He could battle. He just needed someone with a good weapon, that's all. He could fight, and this made it just a tad easier on him.]