When Theater Kids Attack

[thestarknows]

⭐ Who: Junna Hoshimi... and you!
⭐ When: Late August and throughout September!
⭐ Where: Some prompts in Yumemigaoka and the Dream Sphere!
⭐ What: September catchall for Junna! I'll add top levels as the month goes (and September info posts go up), but I'm putting up a couple of open prompts to get things started for Junna. Please hit me up on Discord if you have any questions!

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Yumemigaoka, late August [OPEN]

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[Junna Hoshimi is in Koubai, because having just arrived at Promised Morning Private Academy and moved into the dormitory, her room is... barren.

The walls don't have any decorations, except a framed picture of her and her friends from a play, back in Tokyo, and a poster from a class trip to see a performance in Kyoto. She didn't quite bring anything to really make it feel like hers.

It's not as crowded as Tokyo itself -- she's spent time in Shibuya, so she knows crowds -- but it's overwhelming. Colorful, bright, and stores are everywhere. Junna looks at them, her lips pursed, and then down at her phone. Her nose wrinkles. She's here by herself, and...

And she has no idea of where to begin. But she stands out, at least, and she's in her Promised Morning uniform, so it's not hard to guess who she is with.]

Reflection Glades, late August [OPEN]

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[Dreamer Sage is still a novice. Still new to this. But she has to help with patrols, because being a Dreamer -- and a good Dreamer! -- is why she is.

And so, she is out in the Reflection Glades. She has her bow stowed over her back, her eyes scanning across the horizon. It's pleasant out here. There's brilliantly colored flowers all around, and it's the sort of thing that takes her breath away. But... focus! She keeps walking, eyes scanning around.

She stops as she finds a Figment, kneeling down to peer at it.

No Torments in sight. They're supposed to come here, sometimes, in search of the Figments. But, right now, she's looking at floating cluster of crystals -- colored and gleaming like a pale rainbow -- and she extends a finger out, poking it.]