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Rakuen Moderators ([personal profile] utopiamods) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2012-02-18 11:31 am

New Arrivals (All new characters)

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 snow. 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."
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[personal profile] nonsuspiciousperson 2012-02-19 11:21 am (UTC)(link)
Nanashi raised an eyebrow at the other mans behavior but didn't move from where he leaned against the wall of the train. He kept his head down but felt strange, like something was missing. He stared at the cap in his hand, that was meant to... go somewhere right?

"A troll," his voice betrayed no disbelief, indeed he sounded bored. He took in the other humans appearance and behavior silently.
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[personal profile] dataneverlies 2012-02-19 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
Inui raised one eyebrow at the word, but didn't say anything himself. It was clear that Tavros was, for the moment, on his own.

Internally, however, his mind was racing, calculating and recalculating everything he had in front of him but all the data came back to him with one very clear underlying theme, almost a mantra: Real. Real. Real. Real.

But that couldn't be right.

What was he doing wrong?
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[personal profile] roboprosthetic 2012-02-19 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Stop it," Tavros is saying quietly, looking away from them both. "I mean, uh. Just. Don't stare so much, I know I'm kind of, well. Kind of weird and stuff, after all I am in a four wheel device. But I don't like it when you look at me like that, and I'm sorry for being rude and stuff by staring too. You're just, uhhh, obviously aliens or something. I told you what I am, so what are you guys...?"
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[personal profile] nonsuspiciousperson 2012-02-20 03:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Human," Nanashi answered looking up again, he didn't move, not yet since he knew none of these two. It wasn't worth getting involved in. "From earth, so aliens if you are from a different planet."

He was aware of how stupid and unlikely that was, but he wasn't completely sure this wasn't some kind of fever dream, that his wound hadn't become infected.