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Characters: Sora Himoto and YOU
Format: ANY
This log is: open as an empty doorframe.
Location: EVERYWHERE at some point.
Summary: One of Sora's forgotten things happens to be the layout of the school. She decides that it would still be a good idea to go for a jog around the entire campus. Predictable antics ensue.
Warnings: derp.

( and a heart will always stay one day too long )

utopiamods

( You're falling, and you can't remember why. )

utopiamods

And then you woke up and it was all a dream.

( Or... was it? )

allurprincess

Characters: Sora, Koharu, Yuki, Reiko, Tomoko, Hiyo. Tsuki can come too. ~~Sorry dudes~~.
Format: actiontags, but you can use prose if you prefer.
This log is: semi-closed
Location: Red 2-B, since it's empty.
Summary: It's high time all of the princesses were in one place again, they have a lot to discuss before the end of Round -1.
Warnings: none yet but there is a forecast of unreasonable levels of homo.

( take everything real slow )

$scott_pilgrim: (\thinking)$

scott_pilgrim

Characters: Scott Pilgrim and you...?!
Format: Prose or action, I'm fine with both.
This log is: open to all. Yes, even you.
Location: The courtyard.
Summary: After a full morning of poking around some of the buildings, Scott's chillaxing in the courtyard. And he's hoping for awesome things. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.
Warnings: Scott is always an idiot, no matter where or when he is. So yeah.

( I've liked you for a thousand years... )

utopiamods

Characters: Everyone
Format: Whatever
This log is: open
Location: Math class

It's a bright and sunny weekday morning. The sort of morning one should be spending sleeping in, or failing that, outside playing with friends.

Sadly for all of you, you're in this classroom studying logarithms. (Well, except for those of you who are cutting class. Good luck when finals roll around!) Right now, you've been split up into groups of three and four and should be quizzing each other on the questions from the end of the chapter in your textbook. If you're anything like ordinary high school students, though, you're probably discussing something completely different.

trollofthree

Characters: EVERYONE
Format: ANYTHING
This log is: ~~open~~ a cereal party you guys
Location: Dining Hall
Summary: BREAKFAST. It happens every day. It's also a great place to run into people whilst half-asleep, half-dressed and half-everything else.

dancingflames

Characters: Mai Tokiha, whoever
Format: Action or prose as desired~
This log is: open
Location: Courtyard, just inside from the Entrance
Summary: Mai, a new weapon, has arrived just in time for Round -1...
Warnings: ...none so far?

( Taking a little break )

utopiamods

This morning, the marks of ownership disappear from the bodies of every Weapon who was owned during the previous round. The woman from the introductory video appears on the Exaclan video screens across campus, and on all of the computer screens as well.

She doesn't look very happy.

"My, you weren't very enthusiastic this time, were you?" she says, frowning and waving one finger in disappointment. "That's no good. If you don't fight, you can't earn Tokens to buy your powers or your memories back! If you don't even have those, imagine how hard it'll be to earn Legend Fragments!"

She smiles; the shift from her previous expression is sudden and startling. "You know, if you hear the legend, you just might learn a few things!

"We didn't want to do this, but it looks like we're going to have to. Okay! From now on, Players, you can only go three days without fighting. After that, we'll start taking away one Token a day. And you want your Tokens, don't you?" She smiles even more widely, as though she has no idea why anyone might be upset at being forced into such a situation. "To get you all started, we've given you some free tokens! You already had three each, you know, and we've added seven more. That means you all have ten tokens, so visit a booth and get spending."

She pauses, and then snaps her fingers, "Ah, but only Players can do that, so if any of your Weapons want to buy something, you should do it for them, okay?

"I know you can do it! Believe in yourselves and each other, and you'll achieve utopia!

"Now, here are the Players for this round!"

The screen goes blank, and the following appears:

PLAYERS FOR ROUND -1:
Fletcher Tringham
Kevin Smith
Mei Chang
Meryl Silverburgh
Oichi
Suzaku Kururugi
Tsuki Aoi

snakesonaprincess

This place was strange. Far too strange. No matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't come to any conclusions as to what was going on. And she hated that feeling. Right now what she needed more than anything else was information, but she had no idea how to obtain it. The methods she employed back home wouldn't work here; no, for some reason she couldn't even account for where a great deal of that information had come from, or even what it was.

She was a bit late, it seemed, which worked to her disadvantage. She might have been able to find out something important if she'd arrived earlier, but she doubted anyone had discovered anything crucial yet. She had watched the introduction video intently, absorbing and committing every word to memory. But she learned nothing particularly useful or new. Exaclan. Whatever this place was, it used the same system, but lacked the same purpose. Girls could be Players here too. Then what could possibly be the aim of the game here? She frowned, as she couldn't help but think she was forgetting something important about the nature of the game back home, but could only draw blanks as to what that was. How frustrating.

For the time being, she simply sat outside on a bench, reading a book quietly to herself. Answers would probably come with time, even though that was hardly a satisfying way of looking at things. But for now waiting and watching was all she could do.

Ah, yes, of course, there was one other thing; she would need to find an owner eventually. That would have to be here highest priority for now. Being unable to access various facilities was unacceptable to her, especially given their potential use in obtaining information. She could care less about the the recreational facilities, but the libraries and computer labs were a must.

...access to dessert would be nice too, but wasn't a particularly high priority.

And so with that conclusion reached, she slowly closed her book and glanced around the courtyard, for anyone that could be of use. For the time being it hardly mattered who she chose as her owner; one person was as good as any other. Of course, she had an ideal choice as far as Players was concerned, but that wasn't an option for the time being. In fact, perhaps that was for the best for now anyway.

utopiamods

On the second evening of Round -2, the following notice is broadcast on the Utopia online network, and also displayed on the video screens in the lobby with an accompanying voiceover.

"Please be aware that the following facilities are off-limits to Weapons without the permission of their owners, or unless required for classroom use: The library, computer labs, swimming pool, gymnasium, and boathouse. Repeat: Be aware that the following facilities are off-limits to Weapons without the permission of their owners, or unless required for classroom use: The library, computer labs, swimming pool, gymnasium, and boathouse. A written permission slip is acceptable.

"Tonight's after-dinner dessert will be chocolate fudge cake. Please note that Weapons may only have dessert with the permission of their owners."

utopiamods

The tram quickly arrives at the academy station, and the students onboard are ushered off and directed to the front lobby of the school. They can't miss it; there are signs up pointing toward the main entrance, reading "New student orientation" in big, bright letters. If anyone should care to move off the path, try exploring somewhere else, a teacher will conveniently appear to shoo them back toward the lobby, assuring them that "all your questions will be answered inside".

The lobby is big and spacious, looking more like a university or perhaps a fancy international hotel than a high school. There's a woman sitting at a desk ready to check everyone in, but she's not important right now; what the students should pay attention to is the large flat-screen TV set into one of the walls. As soon as everyone has gathered inside, it clicks on and starts to play a prerecorded video. A cheerful woman appears on-screen; when she speaks, she's so chipper you might just feel your teeth starting to rot.

( Good afternoon to our new students here at Utopia Academy! )

((OOC: Feel free to post reactions and general mingling in this post. From here on, you're free to make posts, fight battles, attend class, etc.! If you have any questions, get in touch with a mod.

Edit: A mod mistook how much Memory Charms cost. They're five tokens, not ten. Oops! So the post has been edited slightly. That is all!))

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.

-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.

"Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. This tramline terminates here; all change. Next stop: Academy Main Entrance. All change."

Sunlight streams through the windows of the long carriage, making the seats almost uncomfortably warm beneath its sleeping passengers. The air is muggy and thick, the atmosphere relaxing. Almost too relaxing; the warmth and the silence make it difficult to immediately muster any kind of reaction or thought. Your nausea settles, slowly. The last of the dream fades.

"We have arrived at Utopia. Repeat, we have arrived at Utopia Academy. Could all passengers please leave the tram, as it is terminating here."

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Entries tagged with reiko date

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come back to what you know

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