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

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 and a boy. All three are in uniforms that would match if not for the colour differences - skirts and trousers, waistcoats, and light summer shirts that seem totally inappropriate for the thin layer of melting slush coating the station platform. Each has a beret with a crest - one girl's shows a sword, the other two have 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 the three of them are prefects, representing the two schools in Rakuen. Nanami of Fortitude, she says, placing a hand on her own collarbone, with her fellow prefect Lelouch, and Santana of Conquest, here pointing to the boy and the taller girl she's leaning against. The girl nods, looking fairly bored, whilst the boy doesn't appear to be paying much attention.

"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. This'd better be the last lot we get in winter, seriously."

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

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"Hi, I'm John!" And here comes the little dork walking up to you now.

She turns to look at him, "Oh god, of course you are."

She came to scout for the other trolls, but little was she expecting to hear Karkat's name twice or hear John's name again. And she definitely noticed how he responded to being called this time. Was this the John from her timeline-? And he's in the other school. This is hoofbeast shit. Whatever, she'll snatch his attention away. She has to know if this is the John she knows.

"Hey, Egbert!"

John definitely wasn't expecting to see someone he knew here. As far as he knew, his friends were off somewhere else. Where the heck was he, anyway?

Even the voice he heard didn't ring any bells. But he wasn't going to ignore someone who knew his name. So he turned to Vriska. And tilted his head. "How do you know my name?"

She rolled her eyes in response, even though it was what she expected. It wasn't like he'd had a viewport to look through like they had.

"Because I'm your god, John. I created you and your planet and your universe just so I could fuck with you when you least expect it."

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Well, only one person has really ever spoken to him like that. Besides he had seen Karkat before and he was the only other person who kept calling himself the god of his universe. This was clearly a girl. So...

"So you're... Vriska?"

"Bingo! This is why you're the human I picked, you actually have the capability of being smart once in a while."

It felt... kind of nice to hear his voice, but she shoved that thought away. It was definitely different from what she'd become accustomed to in the last week, but nothing to feel emotion over. It was also nice to have him look at her without the look of anger she remembered. She also didn't really want to think about that either.

"It's about time you showed up."

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Hey John was very happy to see Vriska. Hell, he was happy to see someone he could actually recognize (even if simply by name) since he hadn't paid much attention on the train.

Still, the confusion was still set in pretty tight and John couldn't help looking around. "So you've been here since before the train showed up? Why did they bring us here?"

"I've been here for two of your Earth weeks," Vriska shrugged at the rest though, dusting off her shoulder idly. "Who knows? They want us to play this ridiculous game and win every week. I guess it's not that bad, if you're a Player."

"So it's all just a game? That sounds kind of cool..." Like the game they were in. Except this one may not be as dangerous. Maybe?

"So which of these schools are you in anyway? I just got called over to Conquest."

"I know, I heard. I'm in Fortitude. They obviously didn't put you in Fortitude because the both of us would have made the game extremely unfair. Though I can pretty much do that on my own, anyway."

Vriska Serket, dead and still thinking she's the hottest shit on this planet and the next.

After looking her over for a second (because it really wouldn't hurt to memorize what she looks like so he'll remember her) he notices that she's still at least a tiny bit bruised up and has a cut. Which prompts the following question:

"Is this like Sburb? The Medium?"

"Not really. It's not neeeeeeeeally as involved as the game we played. It's just a bunch of shitty tournaments every week. You fight to win, and if you win you get money. It's so simple it's embarrassing. They give you a manual that explains it in more detail than necessary if you're interested in wordy bullshit."

Vriska had sort of forgotten about her state of disarray, aside from the dull throb in her lip that had just become natural to the point she didn't notice it.

"Tournaments? That sounds kinda cool. I'll read the manual later, I guess." There wasn't any time for that right now. "Then how'd you get a cut on your lip? You look a little bruised, too. Did you get into a fight with someone?"

Oh- shit. Well, she'll play it off like it's no big deal, shrugging at his question.

"Yeah. I won though. This is nothing."

Jeez you worry him a bit Vriska. He is going to keep in touch all the time now. Not like he wouldn't have anyway.

"Oh, okay." Well, he won't push further. She didn't look too badly hurt, after all. He was sure she had been through worse in Sburb.

"Soooo... are you allowed to visit the other school if you aren't part of it? Maybe that's in the manual." And he'll just get it right out anyway and start thumbing over to it. "... Yeah, it says you can't."

"Yeah, if you want to follow their stupid rules. Don't tell me you're a goody-goody that won't break them. What are they going to do if we break it? It's a silly rule anyway."

She was relieved when he didn't ask more about it, because she didn't feel like weaving a lie about it to avoid telling him the truth. She was kind of tired of lies at this point, considering the consequences were what he was asking about.

"Well we could always meet in the city anyway, right? There's no rule against that."

"Ughhhhhhhh, no John. We're going to break their stupid rules and that's all there is to say on the matter. Besides, meeting up in town would only work if we were both Players. I don't want to hang out with you if you're being escorted by your Player."

"You have to be escorted around by your Player if you aren't one?" John wasn't sure he liked the sound of that, really. "That really sucks."

"Right? This place has a bunch of shitty rules for Weapons and Discards. If you aren't a player, you're basically dirt. Isn't that stupid??"

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i'm the smoothest motherfucker it's me

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