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rakuen2012-03-17 12:09 pm
utopiamods) wrote in rakuen2012-03-17 12:09 pm
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. Fog envelopes the windows, obstructing your view and reminding you of an unsettling dream simultaneously. The air is humid inside the carriages, a vent beside your feet heating the air and making the seats almost uncomfortably warm. A puff of steam from the train winds its way lazily past the windows, a slightly different shade and consistency as the grey fog.
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. The train judders to a stop, the shape of buildings and people only now barely visible as shadows beyond the windows.
"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."
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. Fog envelopes the windows, obstructing your view and reminding you of an unsettling dream simultaneously. The air is humid inside the carriages, a vent beside your feet heating the air and making the seats almost uncomfortably warm. A puff of steam from the train winds its way lazily past the windows, a slightly different shade and consistency as the grey fog.
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. The train judders to a stop, the shape of buildings and people only now barely visible as shadows beyond the windows.
"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."
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"Prussia? You're here too?" Other than the former-country, she didn't think she knew anyone else. Though England wondered if she perhaps saw Japan get off the train too. Well, it was better to be in a strange place with friends instead of being alone. "Did you do this?"
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"Oi?! What did I do?!" she shouted. How could England blame her for this? If she had done something, we'll they would have woken up together.
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She put her hands on her hips and looked down at England.
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She paused to look around at the other people, who all seemed to be as dazed and confused as she and Prussia were. She was beginning to think that no one on th train was responsible for their little journey, and no one would be able to answer their query as to where they were.
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She lowered her arms and relaxed back into a normal posture before speaking, "Whoever did this had some nerve. I mean, who else would kidnap an entire train?"
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She suddenly reached out and grabbed Prussia's wrist. The buddy system was going into effect right now. "Let's go, idiot."
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This was rather hypocritical, since she wanted to grab England instead. See how pouty she is about that, rather than angry.
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She really was thinking they had some how got to that town in Silent Hill. The train platform may be safe, but they should look for a weapon before leaving.
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