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[There is something very, very wrong. Or not maybe wrong, but definitely something weird.

Upon arriving to whatever place this was, Xiaoyu had immediately sought to find her companion, Panda. With her letter and course catalog clutched in hand, even the misery of having to attend a strange school was pushed aside in favor of searching for her best friend. She had searched the entire first floor, calling out for Panda over and over again-- and while she always received a faint yet familiar growl in response, after a half hour of looking the black and white bear was still nowhere to be found. A little strange, considering how Panda wasn't exactly the easiest pet to hide...

She is now sitting on the edge of the fountain in the lobby area, brows furrowed in concentration when she hears Panda's growl again, this time sounding a bit annoyed. That in itself was irritated Xiaoyu as well, and if Panda could somehow hear her, she would let it be known!]


It's not like I'm not trying to look for you, Panda! Don't get annoyed at me!

[OOC: So basically Xiaoyu is talking to herself because she has no idea that her panda had been transformed into a GF by Time Compression. This post is based on the assumption that people can communicate with their GFs mentally, which doesn't seem that far fetched, but if that's not allowed then let me know!]

002 XIAOYU

Jun. 22nd, 2010 07:10 pm
[identity profile] dawningrain.livejournal.com
[When Xiaoyu saw the sign for the Training Center, she expected it be something like a gym-- maybe a bit swankier due to all the fancy shmancy technology of this world. So imagine her surprise when she enters and is greeted by a strange jungle-like setting. Curious, she ventures deeper into the foliage, dark eyes wide and searching as she glances around.

The sound of something thumping against the ground behind her catches her attention, and upon turning around Xiaoyu lets out a surprised noise. Is that... a plant with a face? Beating it's vines? Rather than taking up her fighting stance, she merely stands in place and gawks at it for a moment or two.]


No way. So this stuff is real?! [Of course they had talked about monsters in class, but Xiaoyu had labeled it all to be nonsense-- after all, monsters didn't exist! And if they did, surely a school wouldn't house any-- that had to be a safety violation, or something. Her doubt is immediately swiped away as the Grat lashes one of its vines out towards her, and the martial artist jumps back just in time to avoid getting smacked. The monster advances, and Xiaoyu hesitates-- while she would have had no problems immediately launching an attack were it a person, how exactly were you supposed to beat up a creeping plant-monster? She takes to running a bit further away, before finally turning around and shifting into her fighting stance when she feels that there is enough distance between herself and the Grat.]

I'm not scared of you! [Which might be a small, white lie.]
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[ Do you hear that? What, you ask?

That.

The unmistakable combination of girls giggling and gushing as they gossip to one another. The dreaded triple Gs.

Well, that'd all be coming from that group of teenage girls over there who have crowded around Kasuka while he was minding his own business, just sitting quietly in the quad. Really, all he was trying to do was memorize his schedule.

But now they've surrounded him and a couple of the more outgoing ones are asking him when his birthday is, his horoscope, if he has a girlfriend, what kind of girls he likes, what his favorite food is, etc. He's staring back blankly, uncertain of how to dispel the crowd.

At first it was just a group of three friends, who were then joined by a few more friends, who then attracted some other girls, and things just snowballed from there. He really wasn't... expecting this to happen here too, but. Maybe he's forgotten how to turn off the whole 'appeal to teenage girls' vibe. ]

[ ooc: So. Yes. This is Kasuka. Feel free to join the mob/troll him/admire him/try to stick your hand down his pants/rescue him/w/e. He's my new favorite whipping boy, so GO WILD. &hearts ]
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Okay, so, we're all from different places! Which is pretty cool and all if you think about it objectively and ignore the fact we're horribly stuck on a floating island with a tendency to plummet into the ungodly seas and leave us potentially scrabbling at the shore while the icy depths pull us down aaaaaaaaaaa

where was I er

What this means is that everyone's seen and experienced different stuff! For all I know, your home world might be a technological marvel that puts even me to shame! For all you know, my home world might be covered in bees. But we don't know because we all just potter through classes. Show off a little! What's the coolest, neatest story you've got? There's bragging rights in it and a little reminder of home never hurt anyone.
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[Xiaoyu is sitting on a bench in the courtyard, her shoulders slumped over slightly as she kicks her feet against the ground. She'd just received a brief introduction and sypnosis as to how and why she's in this weird place, and she isn't the least bit happy about it. Her course catalog is curled in her hands, some of the pages already worn down from her fingers fidgeting around with it.]

This is stupid. I just want to go home! [Her words are directed to nothing in particular, mostly the ground beneath her feet as she gives it another small kick.]

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