New Arrivals (All new characters)

[utopiamods]

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."

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[scarredchick]

Groggy... that wasn't a normal, she usually woke up chipper as a person who just drank eight cups of coffee. She rubbed her eyes and looked around, it appeared to be a cabin in a train, what was she doing on a train? Especially a train that looked nothing like the Eurostar.

She rubbed her head, it hurt a little, she must have overslept. She stood from her chair and looked out in the passageway of the train, there must be others on this train.

[knifehands]

She was groggy and nauseated, it was a gross feeling and put her in an awful mood, lucky for Prussia. Belarus felt a bit at ease to see familiar faces, and disappointed when she didn't see her brother's.

"What was that all about..."

[scarredchick]

She doesn't recognize Belarus at first, after all, in her reality, Belarus is a man. She opens her mouth to inquire who the person speaking to her is. But she pauses and takes a closer look. Ice-cold face, ice colored hair, those eyes...

Her mouth drops open and her eyes widen... why was Belarus suddenly a woman? She looks down and touches her chest, just checking. She's still a woman, so the train didn't perform spontaneous sex changes on people. So maybe she'll just ask, "Er... Belarus? Why are you a woman?"

[knifehands]

... Belarus just sort of blinks and ponders on the questions for a bit. Not why is she a woman but why was she asked it? If Prussia was trying to catch her off guard then she had succeeded.

"Don't ask stupid questions."

[scarredchick]

She wasn't trying to ask stupid questions. Was there something wrong with Belarus?

"It's not a stupid question! Last time I checked, you were a man!"

[knifehands]

Now she became a bit curious, deciding to take it a bit more seriouslt.

"I've never been a man."

[scarredchick]

She looks confused for a moment then smirked, "Well, doesn't matter! You were hotter as a man! Still pretty cute." She leered a bit.

Yep, she just hit on Belarus.

seriously* eck typos

[knifehands]

She frowned at that, if it was anything she hated - it was being hit on.

"I'll break your fist."

[scarredchick]

"Kesesesese~ And just as dangerous!" she continued to smirk, even as she said this.

[knifehands]

This earned a bit of a weak smile.

"You're just as annoying."

[scarredchick]

"I am not!" she strikes a pose.

[heiropaque]

There were. One of them was looming over her at that precise moment.

"You, human," he started, giving the best possible impression. Yes.

( No. )

"I command you to tell me where we are."

[scarredchick]

"You command?" she asked as she raised her eyebrow. "First, didn't you ever learn not to command someone as awesome as me! Second, I can't tell you something I don't know myself!"

She then took a hard look at him, taking in his grey skin and horns... "What are you?"

[heiropaque]

Oh dear, she was one of those humans. How vile.

"Pardon?" He was more than a little wrong-footed, which was stupid considering his past interactions with humans. But still, he held out hope that one day he would meet one that had some sense of decorum. "That is none of your business."

[scarredchick]

"I think it is my business since you're the one that assumed he had the balls to talk to me," she said. She smirked at him and continued, "You don't even know who I am little grey man~"

[heiropaque]

"You will stop this foul language," he folded his arms, and found himself wishing for some kind of...

... kind of...

Fiddlesticks. Just what was that word, anyway? Absorbency unit. That would do. "And tell me who you are."

[scarredchick]

Her eyebrow goes higher. "Foul language? Kesesesesese~ You haven't heard foul language!"

"But since you asked, my name is Prussia and I'm far more awesome than you will be!"

[heiropaque]

"Just what measures are you using to measure this 'awesomeness', might I ask." No, that wouldn't do. He hurriedly rephrased. "I mean, tell me immediately."

[scarredchick]

"Nein, the first time you got it right! And I measure it on my own abilities and what Old Fritz told me! Where do you get off ordering people?" she asked. There was something rather lewd.