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Emma grinned. "Nice to meet you Rebecca, I'm Emma. And yes, I do believe that is your room number. Just follow me, I'll lead the way!" Emma spoke cheerfully. There was no denying that Emma simply liked people, and by extension helping people. She started heading towards the dorms, ushering for Rebecca to follow. "I like your hair! The blue is very cute." She added as she turned around.
Idle chatter filled Emma's head. The conversation seemed almost random, moving in crazy tangents. That's how it always was around close friends. She wasn't really participating, only chiming in occasionally, until something caught her ears. "So you guys know all those new students coming in today? Let's just say I made sure there wouldn't be any maps available at the front office. They're probably all lost." The person who said it giggled. That person was one of Emma's closest friends, Izumi. It was very typical of her to do something like that. She had a rather devious streak, but meant well. Emma swore to herself to be the 'angel on her shoulder', so to speak. Emma shook her head, "That's just cruel. Shouldn't it be our job to show them around? They're probably stressed out enough as is." Izumi rebuked, "You are so uptight! I'm just trying to have fun." Emma sighed. "I can't believe you'd do something like that. How'd you even manage to do that? You better not be planning anything else, because I'm going to go to the front and make sure no one is lost." Emma turned to the rest of the group. "You guys better make sure she doesn't run off!" She stuck out her tongue mockingly at Izumi, who merely threw up her arms in exasperation, everyone else laughing as Emma departed.
Emma progressed towards the front of the building, lost in thought again, That girl is such a handful. I wonder what the Black King is like out of DGO? Probably a loner, being realistic. Or maybe someone to busy for friend, like a certain Class President... She realized that she never played DGO with any of her real friends, so realistically she might even know her. She liked to keep her virtual 'life' and her real one separate, since conflicts could cross between the two. Could the Black King be Izumu? Incredibly unlikely. It could be one of my other friends though. She mentally made a list of all the girls she knew, pondering over their potential as the enigmatic Black King. She suddenly took pause. Or what if it's a guy playing as a girl? Virtual Reality is so annoying... She gave up on the ridiculous train of thought. Like I already assumed, the Black King probably keeps to themselves. This is just silly. As she walked to the front music began playing from the PA. Really? This wasn't her doing to, was it? The girl shook her head.
She reached the front of the school. I can't believe I came out here just to make sure no one falls for Izumi's schemes... well, I guess it's the nice thing to do anyways. She took a look around for any of the new students. It wasn't really her job, but she still felt in some way responsible for them. Sure enough there was a lost looking blue-haired girl standing around with a suitcase, looking lost. I came all the way down here to check, I guess I'm obliged to help her. Emma strode over to the girl, waving. She smiled warmly at the girl. "Excuse me! You look lost, are you a new student? Do you need me to show you around?"
@Optio
Emma progressed towards the front of the building, lost in thought again, That girl is such a handful. I wonder what the Black King is like out of DGO? Probably a loner, being realistic. Or maybe someone to busy for friend, like a certain Class President... She realized that she never played DGO with any of her real friends, so realistically she might even know her. She liked to keep her virtual 'life' and her real one separate, since conflicts could cross between the two. Could the Black King be Izumu? Incredibly unlikely. It could be one of my other friends though. She mentally made a list of all the girls she knew, pondering over their potential as the enigmatic Black King. She suddenly took pause. Or what if it's a guy playing as a girl? Virtual Reality is so annoying... She gave up on the ridiculous train of thought. Like I already assumed, the Black King probably keeps to themselves. This is just silly. As she walked to the front music began playing from the PA. Really? This wasn't her doing to, was it? The girl shook her head.
She reached the front of the school. I can't believe I came out here just to make sure no one falls for Izumi's schemes... well, I guess it's the nice thing to do anyways. She took a look around for any of the new students. It wasn't really her job, but she still felt in some way responsible for them. Sure enough there was a lost looking blue-haired girl standing around with a suitcase, looking lost. I came all the way down here to check, I guess I'm obliged to help her. Emma strode over to the girl, waving. She smiled warmly at the girl. "Excuse me! You look lost, are you a new student? Do you need me to show you around?"
@Optio
Yo, my character is new at the school moving into the dorms and doesnt know where to go, anyone want to help her? :D
Emma can stop by to meet some of the 'new kids'. Although I probably won't post for like another hour.
The sunlight unceremoniously filled the room of Emma Rocha. The mechanical beep beep beep of the alarm blared, waking her as she scrambled to silence it. "Another day, another dollar." She remarked sarcastically to no one in particular. Every morning seemed to follow the same monotonous routine unending. Wake up, take a shower, get dressed, brush your teeth, the joys of cosmetics, and than it was time to go downstairs for breakfast downstairs for breakfast. She wasn't a complicated dresser. A sweatshirt (It was cold out, after all), a plain white t-shirt, and tight jeans. She still pulled it off, at least in her opinion. Breakfast wasn't so simple. Due to the families schedule breakfast was often the only meal she actually ate with her parents, so it had a certain flair. Today it was chocolate chip pancakes. Fattening, but delicious all the same. As the sound of clicking utensils filled the room Emma's thoughts wandered, There's something devilish about DGO... last night I seemed to be fighting for my life, pledging allegiance to a king who was merely another teenager struggling to succeed. It feels so unreal... DGO seems so ephemeral, it's all just simulated experiences with no meaning... but sometimes the question rises, if a world like DGO can be so immaculately faked what's to prove this world is real?
Her train of thought was suddenly disrupted by the sound of her father clearing his throat, begging her attention. "You're zoning out, Emma, have you been playing that game all night again?" He questioned disapprovingly. "No." She said, shaking her head. She wasn't very convincing. She didn't like lying, least of all to her parents, but she wanted to avoid another lecture. It came anyways. "I know when you're lying young lady. I know that game seems important... I mean, it is, but there's more to life than it. Once you get through school it'll be gone, and what'll really matter is what's up here." He pointed to his own head. It was a lecture she got often. Her dad did not make his dislike of DGO a secret. Only because he was never any good at it. She thought glumly to herself. She finished her meal, excusing herself. Time to put everything together for school. Her thoughts turned back to the events of last night. I wonder who you really are, Black King? Yoshino Tsugumi? I'll find out... to think I so sternly swore my loyalty to a kid my own age, maybe even younger, whose power comes from a video game. How silly.
Emma's supplies gathered in her backpack she left from Purple Crown Academy. She shouted goodbye. She wasn't entirely sure if anyone heard her. The walk there was short. Luckily enough her home was very close to the Academy, only a few minutes away. She arrived. Class wasn't starting for a while, so it was off the the enigmatically named 'Arena'. Fortunately there was no actual fighting on campus. The school-sanctioned kind, at least. Emma headed inside. It was always a hive of activity, with food, people, and games. It was interesting the way Purple Crown embraced 'gaming', not only for recreation, but in the form of DGO, a part of the curriculum. She caught sight of her usual group of friends. She strode over and greeted them. If she could, she would search for one of the players she met in DGO last night, but that was near impossible. They're only a drop in an ocean of students.
Her train of thought was suddenly disrupted by the sound of her father clearing his throat, begging her attention. "You're zoning out, Emma, have you been playing that game all night again?" He questioned disapprovingly. "No." She said, shaking her head. She wasn't very convincing. She didn't like lying, least of all to her parents, but she wanted to avoid another lecture. It came anyways. "I know when you're lying young lady. I know that game seems important... I mean, it is, but there's more to life than it. Once you get through school it'll be gone, and what'll really matter is what's up here." He pointed to his own head. It was a lecture she got often. Her dad did not make his dislike of DGO a secret. Only because he was never any good at it. She thought glumly to herself. She finished her meal, excusing herself. Time to put everything together for school. Her thoughts turned back to the events of last night. I wonder who you really are, Black King? Yoshino Tsugumi? I'll find out... to think I so sternly swore my loyalty to a kid my own age, maybe even younger, whose power comes from a video game. How silly.
Emma's supplies gathered in her backpack she left from Purple Crown Academy. She shouted goodbye. She wasn't entirely sure if anyone heard her. The walk there was short. Luckily enough her home was very close to the Academy, only a few minutes away. She arrived. Class wasn't starting for a while, so it was off the the enigmatically named 'Arena'. Fortunately there was no actual fighting on campus. The school-sanctioned kind, at least. Emma headed inside. It was always a hive of activity, with food, people, and games. It was interesting the way Purple Crown embraced 'gaming', not only for recreation, but in the form of DGO, a part of the curriculum. She caught sight of her usual group of friends. She strode over and greeted them. If she could, she would search for one of the players she met in DGO last night, but that was near impossible. They're only a drop in an ocean of students.
EDIT: Also @TheWindel I can't remember how it worked last time, but how do classes work? In school ones at Purple Crown I mean. How are the year levels divided? Should we just assume that all the characters that are the same age are in the same class?
I feel like that would be pretty unlikely unless Purple Crown has a really small population or there were REALLY big class sizes. And most high schools offer choices.
Where is Purple Crown? Japan? Are we speaking Japanese?
Edit: @TheWindel I keep forgetting I have to use a notification or else this'll probably get buried with all the OOC talk.
Edit: @TheWindel I keep forgetting I have to use a notification or else this'll probably get buried with all the OOC talk.
Oh, @RoflsMazoy, I forgot to say, dank memes, A+.
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