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This is for anyone wanting to test out their characters in the setting before the applications open, see what clicks. Multiples will be allowed for this post, and you can generally assume any threads are a self-contained continuity unless you feel like getting creative.

Just post a thread with your CHARACTER NAME and CANON NAME in the title with a prompt and others will reply. Prompts and threads can be action spam or prose or whatever. These threads can be used on the sample section of your application, as well. Go out and have fun! Feel free to consult the institute tour and dorm guide for setting info. We also encourage you to check out the "!!event" tag on the IC comms to brush up on the story so far.

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Utena remembered Chuchu. Despite a number of bad influences, he was a proper gentleman and a shining example of...whatever he was. Yes these men, picking on an absolutely beautiful boy (fine features like Miki, but with Ruka's perpetually self satisfied smirk) could definitely learn from Chuchu.

"And they smell better too!" Which was the best insult her adrenaline-addled brain could come up with as she drew a wooden cavalry saber from her back, where it had been hidden by her hoodie. This, and the fact that Utena was definitely now sparkling like she'd just stepped out of a panel of Rose Of Versailles was the generally agreed on signal that shit had just gotten quite real. Of course her first victim called her a bitch through split lips as she drove it down in a vicious diagonal-downward arc. She was on him in a moment with a rapid series of blows that owed a lot more to escrima than classical fencing, not giving poor Chad a chance to recover his bearings. Naturally the other two hurried over to her, but they struck only glancing blows as she backstepped expertly to shove Chad into one of his companions, then dropped a blow on the other that forced his guard up high enough that he didn't expect to be shoulder tripped and his foot reaped out from under him with such force, pratfalling back to give himself a small concussion.

There was still a fourth bro to be accounted for though, who'd taken the liberty of trying to seize Fai's relatively slight frame in a full nelson.

Fai mostly kept out of the way, seeing how this person was clearly better equipped to do the whole fighting thing and also seemed to enjoy it a lot more. He was more fond of dodging and avoiding than hitting and parrying if at all possible, and besides, he would've missed a great show by joining in instead of taking a step back and then neatly sidestepping whenever the fight got too close to him.

Well, that was all good right until the point where his arms where hoisted up rather brutally, a pair of meaty, sweaty hands pressed against his neck and causing him to wince in disgust. But the other guy was stronger and he was utterly helpless... that was, would have been if he hadn't already established eye contact before this, giving his power a foothold. It was easy enough to find the buttons for guys like this, especially since this one had attacked him from behind, meaning he was cowardly enough not to meet even a skinny faggot mutie head on.

This time, he didn't use vague intimidation, but instead cranked it up to pure fear, laced with heavy doses of revulsion and just a little bit of shame to really confuse him. The guy shot away from him within seconds, eyes wide with sudden and inexplicable horror, and Fai turned around with a bright smile and nodded at him. "Now, why don't you run off before I give you a big sloppy kiss right on the mouth, okay?"

It took a few seconds more to suppress any remaining spirit out of the three bros, mainly by soccer kicking them as they tried to rise. At the end of that, she turned to see a struggling Fai suddenly released. Were she a cruder person she'd have assumed Chad had gotten a sudden chubby. Demoralized, their attackers skulked away down the street, yelling their final trump cards through chiclet teeth and split lips: faggot, bitch, mutie, etc.

When they were safely gone, she replaced the wooden waster (tch, blood! sensei was gonna chew her out for that!) and went over to Fai. He'd looked so helpless but apparently he had a trick or two up his long sleeves.

"Are you alright?"

The viciousness of a few seconds was gone now, replaced with an awkward kind of compassion.

He'd been defended like that plenty of times before, but that was when he was younger, and by a twin brother who went absolutely ballistic when he saw Fai picked on. Nowadays, he was better at defending himself when he absolutely needed to, but still not so good that four against one was anything he would've gotten out of unscathed. So he gave his unexpected hero an easy, grateful grin, righting his clothes and rubbing jock-sweat out of his neck.

"Definitely fine, just a bit ruffled," he replied in a carefree sing-song. "I hadn't expected them to be quite so... forward out in public. Looks like I was lucky that a knight in shining armor happened to walk past, right?"

Edited 2013-01-03 15:41 (UTC)

Utena rubbed the back of her neck, never quite used to the role of rescuer she so often found herself in. He seemed fine enough, so she wasn't gonna worry, until the next time she saw him out anyway.

"It's totally no problem. I'm Utena Tenjou, by the way." She thrust her hand out, western style. She had a firm handshake, like a dad or a football player. "What'd you do to that last guy?"

His own handshake was enthusiastic, firmer than one would expect from someone so frail-looking, and he appeared completely unfazed by the whole situation. After all, this kind of thing had been a daily occurrence until a couple of years ago, and even though it wasn't still, some things apparently never washed out.

"Fai Flourite. And, mm, I really just changed his impression of me a tiny little bit. Not much, he wouldn't have attacked if he wasn't a bit scared of me, I simply made sure that he was... well, more scared of me." He shrugged lightly. "Is the sparkling a part of your power? Because you looked so~ cool~."

If anything, Utena turned even more red at that.

"I think so. I don't know too much about it. That's one of the reasons i'm here. So you can make people scared of you?"

She gave him a crooked little smile back. It was always so weird coming down from the state her power put her in, when she was more archetype than girl. Everyone else here seemed so familiar and easy with theirs...

Which made Fai all the more inclined to make her blush again, because that was the vicious circle which was the workings of his mind. For now, though, he only smiled blithely.

"Well, you're not alone. Most people don't really know what they're doing when they arrive at the school. You'll work it out soon enough." His lips quirked slightly, eyes flashing gold for a second before returning to neutral blue. "And I can do that. Or I can make them admire me, be attracted to me, hate me... or just forget about me. But neither of those would have worked really well in that particular situation - or at least not as well as fear."

Edited 2013-01-04 07:41 (UTC)

She found herself immediately liking him, the way he seemed to say everything in a singson, his unapologetic fabulousness.

Admire me, be attracted to me... That set something off though and she remembered. Dark fingers in her mind, slicing with a surgeon's skill. How much of what she'd thought and felt had been real then? Down that way lay difficulties Descartes had never dreamed of. She was somewhere else for that moment...

He tilted his head slightly in concern as she seemed to space out for a moment, hesitating slightly before venturing: "Ah, but you don't have to worry. I mostly have control over it, and I... if I do affect people, because I guess it happens, then it's not very strongly. I simply find it best to tell people from the beginning what I'm capable of, so that I don't risk coming off as if I'm hiding it."

People knowing sometimes made them uncomfortable in his presence, but it was nothing compared to what they felt if they found out later in their acquaintance with him. He would rather not have his friends second-guess every single moment spent with him, wondering how genuine their emotions truly had been.

She returned to the present, and so did her smile, though weaker. She hadn't meant to space out like that, but as her mind returned to functioning normally, those memories would bubble up.

"Sorry. It's not your fault. That's just...happened to me before."

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