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Rakuen Moderators ([personal profile] utopiamods) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2012-03-17 05:19 pm

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.
l3g1sl4t1ng: (come at me)

Opennn

[personal profile] l3g1sl4t1ng 2012-03-22 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Redglare is a bit miffed that her Pyralsprite isn't here. But she waves it off. She knew she should be dead, anyways, so perhaps this isn't so bad. Now...if she could only remember how she died. Oh well. That wasn't important either.

She had read her manual. Okay, she licked her manual. That's how one reads right? So, while her manual is not slightly damp, she was very much aware of the game they were playing.] Oh how fun...

[She grinned as she looked around the station. She wasn't a fan of the system. There was no Just in it! But she could perhaps manipulate the game to bend to her liking, so she'd play along. It sounded fun, and she was curious to see this system in action.]
greenspaces: (prospitian ideals)

[personal profile] greenspaces 2012-03-22 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Whoa that's a lot of horn. She looks older than the other mysterious trolls. ]

Um. Hi.
l3g1sl4t1ng: (chu~!)

[personal profile] l3g1sl4t1ng 2012-03-28 08:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh you smell delicious! You have a lot of hair on your head, she can tell.]

Well hello. Do you have any questions you wish to ask me. You seem mighty curious, unless you are just here to be friendly. Unfortunately, I do not know how your race works and trolls were never too friendly, so you will have to excuse me for being a little suspicious.
greenspaces: (it catches up with you)

[personal profile] greenspaces 2012-03-28 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She reaches up to point at her horns. ]

Why are your horns so big...