persuades: (that are ever gonna scar me)
[personal profile] persuades
Characters: "Karin Asagiya" and you good person you!
Format: First or third.
This log is: Open.
Location: In the cafeteria. Amazing, isn't it? He goes there now that the SC office is closed.
Summary: Apple bunnies! The ex-Student Council President is making apple bunnies. And failing miserably.
He used to be able to do this peeling stuff. )
defender: (restrained)
[personal profile] defender
Characters: Shoujou
Format: Anything!
This log is: Closed to new threads!
Location: The hallway outside White 1-B.
Summary: Half-dressed ex-student council officer trying to find people he knows.
So, after bursting violently out of the dorm room... )
hairwag: (and we ain't doing nothing wrong)
[personal profile] hairwag
Characters: Tomoko Oashi - Open
Format: prose, action, all the formats
This log is: open
Location: Starting in the Courtyard and then ALL AROUND.
Summary: Tomoko whips her hair freaks out a little. And lurks around.
Warnings: She's so cute it will instantaneously make you vomit.
This place just keeps getting cuter and cuter )
utopiamods: (pic#)
[personal profile] 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.
frozen_desires: (batshit insane and it's no surprise)
[personal profile] frozen_desires
[Usually when Tougyu wakes up early, it's in a pool of his own sweat with a jaw so sore he can't even chew breakfast right. That's what the nightmares do to him.

Today, not only does he wake up early but he feels... rested. Calm. Wrong. As his lips curl into a wide frown, Tougyu shifts a little beneath the covers, wondering why this is and freezes when his legs encounter another pair. A soft, slender, decidedly effeminate pair. Only then does he become aware of another presence in his bed. A very close presence being that this is a single bed.

With a start, he shoots up in bed and throws back the sheets, ready to kick his intruder face first onto the floor. This plan is halted, however, when he spots a familiar mass of red hair and an equally familiar face. At the realization that it's only Himoto Sora, bane of the student council, Tougyu relaxes minutely and frowns at the redhead, irate. It's only after a moment of staring at her with a frown that he realizes something.

Himoto Sora is wearing a bra. With a frown, Tougyu reaches forward, fully intending to remove it due to the fact that men should not wear women's underwear, (and who knew Sora was a pervert?) only to pause when his palm encounters the soft, tender flesh of...

No.

No way.

Not-
he gingerly touches it once more with his fingertip, as if to reaffirm what he felt. Then a last time just to be sure. Then, after a long moment of staring, Tougyu withdraws his hand and lets it rest on his lap.]


... girl?

(( open to anyone who's got a reason to be in Red 1-A ))

queenscheckmate: we are young (softly with words that flow; sincere)
[personal profile] queenscheckmate
Kallen wanted to go back to the dorm right after class. Problem was she hadn't eaten all day. She was on edge, watching someone's actions. It was like nothing from the Academy changed, except their setting arrangement. There was no way Lelouch could be alive, but she found herself in class, staring at him in disbelief. She was glad none of the teachers called on him because if she heard his voice... well Kallen had no idea what she would actually do.

She stopped by the dining hall. It was late (considering most people weren't going to dinner at this time) so thankfully there weren't many people. So she ordered some food, picked it up, and made her way to an empty table. She could block out the idle chatter so she could get some studying in. Sandwich in hand, she nibbled on it while rereading her notes.



{Feel free to come bother her. Prose, action, choose and I'll reply back to you in the same format}

{edit; because I'm the most awesome person in the world. RETCON! I forgot Kallen doesn't know how to eat a sandwich, but she's noming it up in here. Sandwich is now beautiful diamonds fries or something.}
utopiamods: (The right way to fight Exaclan)
[personal profile] 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!))
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[personal profile] 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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