On the platform: New characters and old ones that want to come and meet them!

[utopiamods]

As you all crowd onto the platform with your new and still bizarre mix of faces, expressions, clothing and wild theories, you are met by two girls. Both are in uniforms that would match if not for the colour differences - skirts, waistcoats, and light summer shirts that seem totally inappropriate for the thin layer of snow and ice coating the station platform. Both have a beret with a crest - one shows a sword, the other a shield.

At the first lull in the chatter, the shorter girl speaks up, her soft voice somehow cutting over you.

"Excuse me,"

She explains, in precise, quiet sentences, that they're prefects, representing the two schools in Rakuen. Nanami of Fortitude, she says, placing a hand on her own collarbone, and Santana of Conquest, here pointing to the taller girl she's leaning against. The girl nods, looking fairly bored.

"We will be sorting you now. When we say your name, please move quickly and quietly to whoever called you."

"Yeah," Santana interrupts, "Then we can go back to the dorms. It's not getting any warmer however many times they make us do this."

They separate, moving to stand several metres apart, and both pull a list from their waistcoat pocket. Alternating, they start to read out your names.

Comments

hey bb u///u

[adorned]

[Rapunzel looks ridiculously out of place. She's still wearing the soft, shiny pink dress they'd given her for the celebration after she'd returned, and she's fidgeting with her crown like she doesn't know what to do with it. She's also hopping from foot to foot because being barefoot in the middle of winter is not the greatest idea in the world.]

Hey darling~!

[knightime]

[Oh dear god, this place is stealing Disney princesses and throwing them into their fucked up fighting games. Why would you even.

He approaches her though. She's running around with no shoes on in a dress and crown. He automatically points down at her feet which could mean a multitude of things.]

[adorned]

[She blinks at him, then down at her feet, then at him again.]

What's wrong?

[knightime]

[He points at her feet then at his. Can you see the difference? He sure can.]

[adorned]

[She can! And then she blinks again, and stares...]

What are those things on your feet?

[knightime]

[...Really? Really??? She either doesn't know what shoes are or she forgot what shoes are. Both are equally stupid.

He takes his PDA out and types out a simple word.]

shoes

[adorned]

Shoes?

[She's not usually this stupid, really.]

What's that?

[knightime]

[Oh dear god. Why is being Dave suffering.]

shoes
the plural of shoe???
shoes are the things on my feet
so you know
youre not barefoot
in the snow
like right now

[adorned]

[Yes this is a good point... She frowns down at her poor, cold feet.]

It is really cold.

[But wait!]

Why aren't you talking to me? And what's that thing you're using?

[knightime]

[He really needs a name tag that specifically say 'i cannot talk' or something. maybe a shirt. Talking is too mainstre-oh fuck no. Hipster shirts are not cool at all.]

i cant talk
and its a pda
theyre the shit obviously

[adorned]

Ohhhh.

[That makes sense. Minus the PDA part.]

And what's a PDA?

[knightime]

the thing in my hand
that im using
i dont think explaining will really help
since you look like disney spit you out
or something

[How does one explain technology to someone who doesn't have technology?]

[adorned]

[She's about to ask "what's disney" but there seem to be more important things to worry about.]

Oh. When can I go home?

[knightime]

[...]

dont wanna be the bearer of bad news
but you dont get to go home
you do not pass go
you do not collect 200 dollars
etc
were stuck here

[adorned]

[That reference totally goes over her head.]

They can't just keep us here!