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its here!!!!!
prospit is here!
if you all want to come dream with me i would be really happy to show you how!
we have two moons now its so cool
there is this medallion you can buy from recette that lets you dream there
its the most amazing thing in the universe!!!!!!!!!!
the moon is the nicest place ever :D
dave, i have a surprise for you!
and sora and becca i have your dreaming things too!
we should meet up really soon!!!!


[ The video turns on to reveal a Jade that is grinning wider than any girl should legally be able to. She points at her hair. ]

I don't really know how long I spent on earth after all my friends got into SBURB, but I think it's close to my birthday at home. I'm fourteen! So for my birthday, I got my hair cut. I couldn't get the mats out, and I really like it short.

Dirk, will you wake me up in time for your movies? I don't want to miss them, but I want to sleep right away!


May. 31st, 2012 07:04 pm
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[personal profile] brbdocumenting
Characters: Anya and you
Format: starting action tags, will match
This log is: open
Location: near the arena
Summary: Anya "prepares for battle"
Warnings: None
she actually has no idea what she's doing )
brbdocumenting: (in my blog)
[personal profile] brbdocumenting
Characters: Anya and you
Format: action tags, will match though
This log is: open
Location: everywhere
Summary: Anya needs memories, yup
Warnings: invasion of personal space
everything needs documenting )
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[personal profile] swordofzero
Characters: Suzaku and anyone whose name is not Lelouch anyone
Format: Starting in prose but happy to switch
This log is: Open
Location: Conquest infirmary and then by the lake
Summary: On Wednesday Lelouch and Suzaku had a bit of an argument. Now on Saturday afternoon Suzaku wakes up from his coma, come visit?
Warnings: all the angst, lots of spoilers, usual Geass drama
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As you all crowd onto the platform and peer through the thick fog that chills the air, you are met by five girls and six boys. One of the girls is a somewhat humanoid grey-skinned, finned alien, but the rest all seem human. All eleven 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 light rain. They're all sodden and cold, and some are irritable while others look excited. Each has a beret with a crest pinned to the front - five 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 eleven of them are the current prefects of Rakuen, representing the two schools on the island. Nanami, she points to herself, Yuri, Sonic, Jade, 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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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. A light drizzle falls onto the windows and yet every now and again there is sunlight. Peaking determinedly from behind black clouds. 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, distorted by the rain.

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, through the rain lined windows there is a building and people gathered on the platform.

"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."


Feb. 18th, 2011 04:27 pm
brbdocumenting: (in my blog)
[personal profile] brbdocumenting
Characters: Anya and YOU
Format: starting action tags
This log is: open
Location: everywhere
Summary: Anya is documenting things
Warnings: None
Click )
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