rakuen | On the platform: Meet the new characters!

As you all crowd onto the platform and peer through the thick fog that chills the air, you are met by four girls and five boys. One of the girls is a somewhat humanoid grey-skinned, finned alien, but the rest all seem human. All nine 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 dense fog. They're all sodden and cold, and most are irritable. Each has a beret with a crest pinned to the front - three depicting a shield on green, the other six a sword on red.

At the first lull in the chatter, one sickly-pale, shield-crested girl speaks up, cutting through your conversations with her cold, soft voice.

"Attention, please."

She explains that the nine of them are the current prefects of Rakuen, representing the two schools on the island. Nanami, she points to herself, Yuri and Lelouch of Fortitude; and Santana, Flynn, Feferi, Gino, Nephenee and Kevin of Conquest. She doesn't care to explain why the prefects in red and white outnumber those in green and black two to one.

Santana interrupts, "Yeah, yeah. Look, come over when your name is called so we can all get inside." They all move to stand in two groups some distance away from each other, and the two that spoke read off names from their clipboards.

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This is unacceptable. I'll not tolerate such impropriety from humans. [ B|

But he still walks over..... ]

[Just great. You sound like another troll he knows]

Fortunately, that doesn't much matter. You are?

[ If only they wore individually-coloured clothing, instead of this vile green. ] Is that sarcasm? You already know my name.

[sigh] You stepped up with everyone else as a group when we called names. Again, your name?

[NOPE.JPG] Nowhere have I seen any validity of your authority. Submitting to you under these circumstances would be utterly deplorable. Ludicrous, even.

[Do you not see his spiffy hat. Come on.] My name is Lelouch. I am a prefect of your new school, Fortitude. That places me in charge of the day-to-day needs of the students as well as some disciplinary procedures.

[ your hat is stupid and your island is stupid. AND YET. ]

A prefect. Is that your obscene human word for a highblood?

Blood color doesn't mean anything here.

[...] Only a peasantblood would say something so preposterous.

It's the truth. The trappings of your society mean nothing. The only status that means anything is whether you are a player or are owned by one. I strongly suggest you fall in line from the start, or you're going to be in for a difficult few weeks.

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Revolting. You will stop.

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[Oh. Weh weh, humans. Hey, Equius. Hey. Sup. How you doing.

You know Dave? Yeah, here he is. Weren't you the crazy troll into highbloods and really awkward poetry? Really...awkward poetry...]

[ Yeah. Poetry that... he doesn't remember.

Thank god for small favours I guess. ]

What. [ no wait he knows you. ] Oh, it's you.

[Yeah, Dave remembers it though.

He nods. It's a troll party this round, holy shit.]

sup

[That is a PDA being shoved into your face. Yep.]

[ ugh no what ]

I assume you are not just here to make inane conversation. What do you want.

[Uhm. What? Assuming he wants something? He's been here much longer then you.]

and what if i wanted to make inane conversation
inane conversation sounds pretty fucking bitching right now honestly
after like five fucking weeks of fighting and stupid shit
inane conversation
i think i can dig that
but anyways
were in the same school

[staaaaaaaaaaare]

[ thanks to the POWER OF SUNGLASSES he could be staring back or he could be looking at something totally unrelated.

Given that you are an unimpressive human it is probably the latter. ]

[Hey, she is totally impressive. She has dragons. At home. Somewhere.]

Excuse me?

[ psh, dragons. do you have a butler. ] Yes?

[she could have as many butlers as she wants, she's a khaleesi!]

[she really... doesn't have anything to say. he's just so odd looking!]

Your horn is broken.

[and she actually looks concerned]

[ but they would never be as good at butlering as Arthour. ]

Really. You stand before an example of true, unpolluted nobility and all you think to remark upon is that my horn is broken.

It will grow back. Unlike my first impression of you, which is currently not great.

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[well that annoys her]

You are nobility you say? You may be from another world, but let me tell you who I am. I am Daenerys Targaryen the only surviving child of King Aerys II Targaryen and true heir to the Iron Throne and rightful Queen of Westeros. Tell me, do you have a title so deserving?

[ no because he's like seven sweeps old. ]

A queen. Really.

[queen voice]

Are you doubting me?

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