utopiamods: (The right way to fight Exaclan)
Rakuen Moderators ([personal profile] utopiamods) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2010-12-28 12:37 am

Introduction!

The tram quickly arrives at the academy station, and the students onboard are ushered off and directed to the front lobby of the school. They 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. There's a woman sitting at a desk ready to check everyone in, but she's not important right now; what the students should pay attention to is the large flat-screen TV set into one of the walls. As soon as everyone has gathered inside, it clicks on and starts to play a prerecorded video. A cheerful woman appears on-screen; when she speaks, she's so chipper you might just feel your teeth starting to rot.

"Good afternoon to our new students here at Utopia Academy! Thank you for choosing to enroll with us for this, our first semester of the new year. Our battle system is the best in the world, set up for you, our students! I hope that you all had a fun journey here, and that you've all made some new friends! You're going to need them soon, so keep them close, okay?

"Now, I'm going to explain the rules for you. Make sure to listen carefully, and remember, you can find all of this and more in the Exaclan manual!"

A map of the academy appears on-screen. The woman stands green-screened in front of the map.

"Our academy is fully integrated with a virtual network that includes several layers of tactile, empathic holographics geared toward the battle game Exaclan. Exaclan is a game fought between groups of Players using their respective Weapons; if a Player wins a battle, he or she takes possession of the opposing Player's Weapon. This way, Players can own many, many Weapons. Collect them all!

"As for the Weapons, you might be wondering where those come from. Well, as it turns out, only a few of you are going to be Players. The rest of you are Weapons! Players, if you equip your custom-fitted Exaclan gloves, you will be able to unsheathe your weapon from the chest of any Weapon you own."

Meanwhile, behind the woman as she speaks, a stylized cartoon sequence plays out in which a man in knight's garb pulls a sword from the chest of a woman in an elaborate princess gown.

"Now, since you're all just starting out here, you don't own any Weapons yet. In order to take possession of a Weapon, you must ask permission, and then promise to own and protect it. This is very important! Be nice to your Weapons, and in return, they will bring you to victory!

"The items you draw out of your Weapons' chests aren't real; they are part of the holographic Exaclan system. Each person's Weapon will be different, and they aren't just guns or knives, either. Their form is partly determined by the Weapon's personality, but it's partly randomized. Maybe you'll get lucky. Maybe not. It eliminates natural advantages!

"Now, like I said, the Weapons aren't real, but the damage you do in battle is real. You will feel every blow you take from an opponent's Weapon, and physical damage done to your Weapon will damage the person you drew it from, too. So be careful, or you could cause serious damage!"

The woman holds up one finger, grinning ear-to-ear;

"If you win a battle, ownership of the Weapon you fought against transfers to you. You also earn one Token, and you earn an additional Token for every five battles you fight, whether or not you win. Tokens can be used to buy Upgrades, Link Charms, Memory Charms, and Legend Fragments, so do your best to earn as many Tokens as you can!

"Oh, right, about the Memory Charms... you're probably wondering why there are some things you can't remember. That's just a little precaution we took to make sure that you would participate in Exaclan. You've each been stripped of ten memories: Some of them are very important, but some of them aren't. You can purchase a Memory Charm for five Tokens, which means to regain all of your memories will cost fifty Tokens. Ah, there's a catch, though: You can't use the Memory Charms you buy. You have to give them to other people. So get along with your fellow students and make as many friends as you can, okay?

"Now, if you have any other questions, make sure to consult your Exaclan manuals. They will tell you more about the rules of Exaclan, what you can and cannot do with your Weapons, and so forth. Following this video, the list of Players for this Round will be displayed. Anyone not on that list is a Weapon for this Round. Sorry!"

The woman holds one hand up in front of her face apologetically, but continues smiling as ever.

"In conclusion, welcome to Utopia Academy. Let's all do our best and achieve utopia together!"

The video clicks off, replaced by a pale blue screen stating the following:

PLAYERS FOR ROUND -2:
Dave Strider
Gino Weinberg
Grenn Atair
Koharu Izaki
Molly Hayes


((OOC: Feel free to post reactions and general mingling in this post. From here on, you're free to make posts, fight battles, attend class, etc.! If you have any questions, get in touch with a mod.

Edit: A mod mistook how much Memory Charms cost. They're five tokens, not ten. Oops! So the post has been edited slightly. That is all!))
greennotgold: (Unsure)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-12-30 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"O-oh," he said again. Social experiment? They didn't have those in Amestris, but he could sort of guess what it meant from context. Kind of.

He nodded. "I-I think so. My big brother's here too..." He looked down at the floor. That's where he usually looked when he was nervous and talking to strangers.
thatguywhohasablog: either slightly concerned, vaguely impressed or mildly confused (huh)

[personal profile] thatguywhohasablog 2010-12-30 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh. Cool." Dave kind of wished his big brother was here as well, but there was no conscious level on which he would actually admit that. "He a whole lot older than you or what?"
greennotgold: (Hiding behind Russel)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-12-30 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
Fletcher nodded. "He's five years older than me. He's really overprotective sometimes, so he'll make sure nothing bad happens."
thatguywhohasablog: i guess he's doing some splaining or something (check out these horrifying demon eyes)

[personal profile] thatguywhohasablog 2010-12-30 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know, looks like something pretty bad's happened already what with all this mortal combat video game slavery."

That might not have been the best thing to point out. Oh well.

"But I guess at least if your bro's here with you he can watch out for you and stuff. He sounds like a good guy."
greennotgold: (Yippee!)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-12-30 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, gee. Thanks, Dave. You made Fletcher start wibbling even more.

"Y-yeah. I'm sure he can!" He forced a smile onto his face and stuck out one hand. "I'm Fletcher! Fletcher Tringham. It's nice to meet you."
thatguywhohasablog: thumbs upppp (8|b)

[personal profile] thatguywhohasablog 2010-12-30 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
Oops.

"Dave Strider," he replied, shaking the kid's hand. "Where is your bro, anyway? Is he a player this round or are you guys both on your own for this shit?"
greennotgold: (Deep in thought)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-12-30 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Um, he's somewhere." Fletcher looked around. His brother was probably trying to figure out everything he could about this place. "N-no, we're both, um... w-weapons." He didn't like saying that. It just sounded so wrong.
thatguywhohasablog: possibly he is smiling a little possibly he is just indifferent hard to say (we challenge you to a rap battle)

[personal profile] thatguywhohasablog 2010-12-31 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Dave nodded, and frowned, for a moment, just a little.

"Okay. Well, if you need a partner," he said, and gestured to the screen over his shoulder, where his name was displayed at the top of the list, "just so you know, I am a fucking excellent choice. You pretty much cannot go wrong with a Strider, it's a scientific fact."
greennotgold: (Bzuhwah?)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-12-31 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Um--th-thank you." Fletcher really did appreciate the offer, but he really didn't want to have to fight. But he would have to be a Weapon at some point, wouldn't he? And maybe even a Player in another round, if he had to stay here that long. "I--I need to ask my brother first, though..."
thatguywhohasablog: possibly he is smiling a little possibly he is just indifferent hard to say (we challenge you to a rap battle)

[personal profile] thatguywhohasablog 2010-12-31 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, okay," said Dave. "Don't think it's like you have to, okay. I'm not gonna hold any kind of gut-wrenching eternal grudge if you and your bro wanna sit it out or pick someone else or something."
greennotgold: (Afraid to speak up)

[personal profile] greennotgold 2010-12-31 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded. "O-okay." At least Dave wasn't offended or anything. That was the last thing Fletcher wanted to do.

"Um... I'm going to go talk to the lady at the desk," he said. Maybe there would be some answers there?
thatguywhohasablog: thumbs upppp (8|b)

[personal profile] thatguywhohasablog 2010-12-31 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Cool. Good luck catching up with your bro."