The girl looked around, awed by the fantastic-looking people around her. ‘Some people here look like they just came from a fantasy world!’ Frowning, she looked at her drab, ordinary clothing. She sighed and tapped a shoulder of a person near her.
"Um, I'm lost. Can you direct me to the entry desk?" The person, an angelic look-alike, sneered and pointed over to the wall. "Over there." The girl nodded. "Thanks." She turned and headed for the desk, ignoring the comments of 'Noob!' and "cheap." coming from all around her.
A sour-faced woman sat there, scribbling on some official-looking forms. A girl stood beside her, speaking bubbily in a cute but very cheap outfit cheap outfit. The ordinary girl ignored her talk, unable to understand half the words she said. 'At least I’m not that cheap. Good.'
"Excuse me." The sour-faced lady looked up. "Yes?" She said in a very annoyed tone. "I wish to enter the Arena." The woman sniffed in disdain. "Entry fee?" The girl pulled out a bag. "Here." The lady grabbed it and stashed it under her desk. She took a form from the pile. "Fill in description, title, and key words. Outfit with you?" The girl nodded. The lady pointed to the bottom of the form. "Tear that off when you're done. Keep a hold of it. That's your number. I'll enter it when I get your form." The girl nodded and left, finding a bench close by. She looked around again and scowled.
‘Damn you guys for daring me into this. I’m gonna you back, that’s for sure.’ She thought as she filled out the form.
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This was the first description, but it was too big. I meant this as a sort of shout-out to all the newbs entering in starter clothes. DON'T DO IT!
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