reorder entrant intros

Story/0BattleRoyale.fountain

@@ -118,13 +118,25 @@ Your champions. In order of arrival.
 
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-/* ==== VANITY CARDS ==== Nine cards total. Azure first (creator's privilege; Rain's line acknowledges the exception). Remaining eight in chronological court-arrival order: Rooster → Adrian → Noname → Ubear → Jenni → Starboy → Beanie → Agate. Each card: hero pose in a contained spotlight field, name-banner unfurls, subtext chyron shows true handle + one alt where applicable, Rain V.O. gives two-line description. Proofread all text. Card lengths may vary—Noname and Jenni can be deliberately lean. */
+/* ==== VANITY CARDS ==== Nine cards total, in true order of arrival in Rain's life (writer-canon, not chat first-seen). Adrian (longest tie, predates the court) → Azure → Agate (both early forum-era, tied; Azure precedes by creator's nod) → Ubear → Rooster → Noname → Jenni → Starboy → Beanie. Rain's "in order of arrival" line is now literal — no creative exception. Each card: hero pose in a contained spotlight field, name-banner unfurls, subtext chyron shows true handle + one alt where applicable, Rain V.O. gives two-line description. Proofread all text. Card lengths may vary—Noname and Jenni can be deliberately lean. */
 
 INT. VANITY FIELD - VOID
 
 A pool of spotlight. Black surround. Chains of subscriber-count banners rain from somewhere above and halt, hanging.
 
-AZURE steps into the light. He poses. A banner unfurls behind him:
+ADRIAN steps into the light first. Portrait-faithful—early-twenties, light-skinned Chicano, full brown curly hair, hoop earrings, mole on one cheek, crisp white collared jacket over black shirt. On his hip, in a plain leather sheath: a **green sword**, the literal form of the mod icon, rendered as physical steel. He rests his off hand on the pommel without looking at it, a gesture so habitual it barely registers. Unbothered. A banner unfurls behind him:
+
+    **Adrian**
+    *Axe7Adrian*
+
+RAINCLOUD (V.O.)
+First name on the badge. The green on his hip is not a costume choice. Has held rank longer than most of you have held your handles—longer, in fact, than most of you have known I exist. Stands down to the floor today, on my order, because no rank exempts anyone from today. Will outlast most of you by the simple mechanism of having seen it all already.
+
+Adrian gives the camera one small nod, no pose. Exits. The sword never leaves the sheath.
+
+CUT TO:
+
+Same void. **AZURE** steps in. He poses. A banner unfurls behind him:
 
     **ActuallyAzure**
     *guidingflyer530   ·   actuallynotazure*
@@ -136,39 +148,15 @@ Azure preens. The Cena shirt catches the light unflatteringly. He loves it.
 
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-Same void. **NOTORIOUSROOSTER** steps in. A **tall orange beak** protrudes from under a deep cream-white cowl; the rest of the body is swallowed in cloak. One clawed foot taps. No face is visible.
+Same void. **AGATE** walks in—long, lithe, cream-and-coral feathered chimera, white spiral markings on the haunches, big avian wings folded. Quiet. Poised. Single mint eye catching the light.
 
-    **NotoriousRooster**
-    *notorious_rooster*
+    **Agate**
+    *LoonyAgate*
 
 RAINCLOUD (V.O.)
-First through the door, years ago, and never once fully through the hood. Voice like a siren, identity like a rumor. Louder than this arena has yet permitted, and still unseen.
+Quietest of the court, and one of the oldest. Has been in my orbit since long before most of this room could find the server. Patient as sand, soft-spoken as fog, and absolutely aware of every exit. He is here because he was invited. That is all he will say.
 
-The beak tips, regally. A tiny wave from inside the cloak.
-
-CUT TO:
-
-Same void. **ADRIAN** strolls in. Portrait-faithful—early-twenties, light-skinned Chicano, full brown curly hair, hoop earrings, mole on one cheek, crisp white collared jacket over black shirt. On his hip, in a plain leather sheath: a **green sword**, the literal form of the mod icon, rendered as physical steel. He rests his off hand on the pommel without looking at it, a gesture so habitual it barely registers. Unbothered.
-
-    **Adrian**
-    *Axe7Adrian*
-
-RAINCLOUD (V.O.)
-Senior mod of this court. The green on his hip is not a costume choice. Has held the badge—and the blade—longer than most of you have held your handles. Stands down to the floor today, on my order, because no rank exempts anyone from today. Will outlast most of you by the simple mechanism of having seen it all already.
-
-Adrian gives the camera one small nod, no pose. Exits. The sword never leaves the sheath.
-
-CUT TO:
-
-Same void. **NONAME** walks in. Small anthro-adjacent dark cat, body unremarkable and slightly too still. The face is wrong at every angle: oversized pale-yellow bug eyes, an edited grin of human teeth. Two thin segmented **alien antennae** rise from the top of the head, bulb-tipped, twitching once on their own.
-
-    **Noname**
-    *noname106668*
-
-RAINCLOUD (V.O.)
-Low heat. Low volume. Long memory. Speaks once an hour and half the time rewrites the room when they do. The antennae are not a bit.
-
-Noname does not pose. Does not blink. Stares at a point behind the camera for a beat too long. The antennae twitch again. Exits without moving the face.
+Agate dips his head, a half-bow, and the tail-tuft flicks once.
 
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@@ -184,6 +172,30 @@ Ubear makes a rude gesture with the mechanical arm. The gears whine.
 
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+Same void. **NOTORIOUSROOSTER** steps in. A **tall orange beak** protrudes from under a deep cream-white cowl; the rest of the body is swallowed in cloak. One clawed foot taps. No face is visible.
+
+    **NotoriousRooster**
+    *notorious_rooster*
+
+RAINCLOUD (V.O.)
+Through the door years ago, and never once fully through the hood. Voice like a siren, identity like a rumor. Louder than this arena has yet permitted, and still unseen.
+
+The beak tips, regally. A tiny wave from inside the cloak.
+
+CUT TO:
+
+Same void. **NONAME** walks in. Small anthro-adjacent dark cat, body unremarkable and slightly too still. The face is wrong at every angle: oversized pale-yellow bug eyes, an edited grin of human teeth. Two thin segmented **alien antennae** rise from the top of the head, bulb-tipped, twitching once on their own.
+
+    **Noname**
+    *noname106668*
+
+RAINCLOUD (V.O.)
+Low heat. Low volume. Long memory. Speaks once an hour and half the time rewrites the room when they do. The antennae are not a bit.
+
+Noname does not pose. Does not blink. Stares at a point behind the camera for a beat too long. The antennae twitch again. Exits without moving the face.
+
+CUT TO:
+
 Same void. **JENNI** enters, polite, composed. Anime-realistic anthro cat girl—medium-length pink hair with a side lock forward, upright pink cat ears, pink cat tail flicking once behind her; human face, big blue eyes, light skin. Casual streetwear: cropped pink tee, black athletic shorts, black ankle socks, black sneakers. Stylus in one hand, thin tablet tucked under the opposite arm. She glances up at the unseen emote gargoyles on the arena walls and gives them the smallest professional nod—her work, on display.
 
 /* Jenni — play to full-body ref sheet, NOT the PFP. Human face (no feline muzzle), no red-gem accessories, casual sneaker fit. She renders in anime-girl style against the Catmull-Baroque arena; the stylistic clash is the Gumball joke. Do not restyle her to match Rain's painterly scale. */
@@ -224,18 +236,6 @@ Beanie flashes a peace sign, then a middle finger, then a peace sign again. Exit
 
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-Same void. **AGATE** walks in—long, lithe, cream-and-coral feathered chimera, white spiral markings on the haunches, big avian wings folded. Quiet. Poised. Single mint eye catching the light.
-
-    **Agate**
-    *LoonyAgate*
-
-RAINCLOUD (V.O.)
-Newest of the court, and already the quietest in every room he enters. Patient as sand, soft-spoken as fog, and absolutely aware of every exit. He is here because he was invited. That is all he will say.
-
-Agate dips his head, a half-bow, and the tail-tuft flicks once.
-
-CUT TO:
-
 INT. THE COLOSSEUM - SAND FLOOR
 
 All nine champions now stand in a loose arc across the arena floor. Azure fidgets at the head of the arc. Rooster's beak tracks slow across the room. Adrian's off hand rests on the green-sword pommel at his hip; the other is in his pocket. Noname's antennae twitch once, at nothing. Ubear stares at the dais. Jenni's stylus rests against her tablet; she is reading something unseen on it. Starboy is chewing something. Beanie leans on Azure's shoulder; Azure does not object. Agate is still.