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Characters: Everyone
Format: Whatever your heart desires
This log is: open
Location: Everywhere (for this day only all may leave campus, including discards! As long as they are back by 9pm!)
Summary: RED DAY
Warnings: Red Day Shenanigans


HAVE ALL YOUR RED DAY SHENANIGANS HERE.

EXAMPLES OF SHENANIGANS INCLUDE:
1. Giving someone food made with love
2. Giving someone flowers
3. Giving someone a gift
4. Going on a date
5. Giving an apple to your esteemed rival!
6. Throwing an apple at your esteemed rival! With all the force of your youth!
7. Reciting beautiful poetry to your esteemed rival!
8. Ditto ballads
9. Ditto rock anthems from the roof of the gym
10. Presenting your rival with a candy heart, lovingly rendered in full size sugar and syrup, and apparently modeled after the heart of a great warrior from ages past. It beats! Now available from Rakettear.
11. Apologizing to your rival profusely for the handmade abomination they are unwrapping
12. Boggling vacantly at the above.

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[personal profile] smupette
 [Sis comes onto both Fortittude and Conquest networks. She has but one thing to say.]

I have met winning conditions this round. If any of my weapons would like a transfer, please say so now and I will have it arranged. Thank you for fighting with me Lithuania. It was a spectacular battle.





ooc; This log is forward dated to tomorrow after Sis and Lithuania win the battle against Shion and England. Any weapon except for John, Dave, and Jade (whom were transferred by Dahlia) can be transferred- but she will refuse to discard you.
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Suzaku Kururugi vs. Estonia

Weapons: Lelouch vi Britannia and Lithuania
Location: Conquest campus
Time of day: After school


Suzaku was sat on a bench in the courtyard, he was still angry after fighting Gino. Angry at himself mostly for losing. Not only for failing to win Nunnally but for losing Don. Though Suzaku was sure that Gino would be nice enough to the people who had joined him as weapons. Even if he were a traitor and in league with Zero, a fact Suzaku was still coming to terms with.

He looked over to Lelouch before looking at the floor again. "I'll try again, we know what her weapon is now..."
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As you all crowd onto the platform with your new and still bizarre mix of faces, expressions, clothing and wild theories, you are met by two girls. Both are in uniforms that would match if not for the colour differences - skirts, waistcoats, and light summer shirts that seem totally inappropriate for the thin layer of snow and ice coating the station platform. Both have a beret with a crest - one shows a sword, the other a shield.

At the first lull in the chatter, the shorter girl speaks up, her soft voice somehow cutting over you.

"Excuse me,"

She explains, in precise, quiet sentences, that they're prefects, representing the two schools in Rakuen. Nanami of Fortitude, she says, placing a hand on her own collarbone, and Santana of Conquest, here pointing to the taller girl she's leaning against. The girl nods, looking fairly bored.

"We will be sorting you now. When we say your name, please move quickly and quietly to whoever called you."

"Yeah," Santana interrupts, "Then we can go back to the dorms. It's not getting any warmer however many times they make us do this."

They separate, moving to stand several metres apart, and both pull a list from their waistcoat pocket. Alternating, they start to read out your names.
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[The voice on the other line is determined, a little disgusted. What follows is the world's most obvious warning.] Hello everyone. My name's Utena. And i've...played and won this game before. Or one very similar to it. I don't know why you've all been brought here or what everyone's motivations for dueling are. But I know this: whatever you were promised, you're not going to get it. The people who run this will use you Players until they have no more use for you and then they'll throw you away and start over with the next batch. As for the Weapons, i've seen what being owned does to someone.

This whole thing is disgusting.
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Characters: Golbez, and anyone from Conquest
Format: Whatever
This log is: open
Location: Astronomy class
Summary: OUTER SPACE. In theory, anyway.
imagine that there's something witty here )
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SHION vs. LITHUANIA

Weapons: Marisa Kirisame and Estonia
Location: in town, by the woods
Time of day: Tuesday afternoon
we'll fight like twenty armies and we won't give up )
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Are you guys really that lame that you're all rushing to computers and PDAs to find partners? I mean really, you can't just talk to people face to face and get your shit together? Well I'm not using the network to find a partner, I already have one.

I'm here to issue you a challenge. You've seen us fight already so you know what we're capable of, but if that isn't enough for you, I'll battle you. [she leans back with a smug look on her face] That's right boys and girls, if you want to battle the Conquest Prefect and Headmistress, now is your chance.

Just a warning, [she holds up all her upgrades, you may notice that there are more than the allotted five] we have a ton of upgrades.
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[Lithuania appears on the screen, looking pleased that it's on--he's had to do this a few times to get it to work right, though the other attempts were all deleted before they ever had the chance to hit the forum. Honestly, he's been trying to post this for hours, but PDAs are a bit more confusing than he thought. Still, he's smiling.]

Hi! I'm Lithuania, one of the Players this round, so if you need someone to vow to, you can come to me if you want! I'll give you permission to do whatever you want. If you have a sword, that would be nice--um, I can work with any kind of sword, I think, as long as it's not especially large. But I can use other weapons, too. Even if you don't have a good weapon, you don't have to be a Discard, I'll let you do what you want and won't use you in a fight.

Um, I'm in room 1-A, or you can find me around the school or town.

[He waves, and the clip ends.]
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Whilst the four still tied to a school had been up since that morning, warned only at the last minute about the incoming train, Recette had managed to sleep in and avoid the panic. In fact, the first hint she got that all was not as it had been was the Mayor paying her a visit near midday and inviting her to watch the arrivals. She had; she'd exclaimed over the variety and how many new friends they were going to have now - it had been a little lonely that week, with just six of them who weren't parts of the city instead of people - and then she hurried back to get her shop open.

So! The sign proclaims RAKETTE: OFFICIAL EXACLAN SHOP, and the entire facade is covered in a fresh coat of bright paint. The snow in front of the shop has been swept away, making it highly obvious on the street. Items are arrayed on shelves and in the windows of the shop - charms, foodstuffs, uniforms and sundry items of clothing. She hadn't really had any idea what the new people might like when she was setting up, so most of it is just leftover stock from their session, but maybe they'd find something they liked. She hopes so. There are a fair few jumpers, hoodies, coats and scarves on the tables inside the shop.

The interior sorted, she sets the sign out in the road: WELCOME TO RAKUEN! FREE WALNUT BREAD FOR NEW STUDENTS AND TEACHERS! SPECIAL OFFER: PDAs ONLY 8 RAKS. and waits for someone to enter the main street.

[ooc: for a list of basic prices, see here. For an explanation of money, look helpless in front of Recette.]
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You are brought to your campus and shown to your dorm rooms before you are given permission to wander the campus and the town. Meaning Fortitude students can mingle with Conquest students, they can go visit the shop (shop post will be up later today), or speak to the headmistresses and mayor. Each student now has the Exaclan manuals, a uniform, a school bag with either a shield or a sword on it, and the glove used to pull weapons.

But make sure to come to the battle area later to see the exhibition match! 

Take advantage of the free day, the freedom won't last long. Sooner rather than the later the round will start, Players will be named, Weapons will lose their privileges, and the battles will begin. So you might as well go out and make friend or start rivalries, anything to help you along later in the round.
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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 as it winds its way through white drifts of now. Sunlight streams through the window, heating the air and making the seats almost uncomfortably warm. A puff of steam from the train winds its way lazily past the windows when the wind is right.

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.

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