MarinaNova Asylum

[ EVENT INFO ]

Hey there, Duo.

Any chance you'd like help with the welcome basket now that the flood gates have apparently opened? I'd be happy to.

Morning

Lots of things to do today. Deliver the inventory system, find Ianto and teach him how to use it, if not help him with the stock at the shop, find some raw materials to turn into computer components, and scout out a place to melt the material into parts for said computer components. He had to do everything himself, but he's mostly spending his time in sector 2 to figure out a place within reasonable walking distance between the tech store and the computer lab. He's also gotta find a lab-lab for which to build all of the things he has in mind.

Oh wait, is there icecream? Definitely going to go try every flavor.

Afternoon at Jack's shop.- For Jack, Ianto or Felicity.

Did he think he'd be doing a tech install at a sex shop, really ever in his career? Nope. Not at all. But there's something kinda hilarious about it and right now he's crouching under a table and hooking up one of the computers he's stolen from the computer lab. They can spare a few. Now were's Ianto.

And what the hell is this thing supposed to be? Yes, Ray has crossed paths with a strange looking toy, and he wasn't sure what to make of it.


Evening

He's heading back to his apartment in sector 2 with a few new toys. A chemistry kit, a torch for starters, as well as other hardware and equipment. Plenty of stuff that might look dangerous to the uninitiated. To build the type of tech he wants he needs more control over circuit boards and the like which means having to personally melt metal into connecting strips. So, arms full of mega-nerd gear today.

[Felicity has decided to stick with voice for the foreseeable future. In fact they're probably lucky that she's not using her evil overlord voice. Then again she doubts most people would find it as entertaining as she does. Instead it's just her with her normal boring voice.]

So, I was talking to a guy over these stupid things the other day and he said I needed to get in contact with a Spencer Reid. So that's what I'm doing right now. Spencer Reid, come out and show me what you've got; code wise that is. He said you had code for this place.


( Action )

[ Those who've been here longer may expect a snarky, uninterested AI right now but the voice coming through is probably only familiar to a few of you. It's accompanied by a video of a woman only those same few may recognise - the curtain has been drawn back. Say hello to the Wizard. ]

Good morning... prisoners.

My name is Mary. Some of you already know me. Some of you I've already talked to quite a bit, though you probably didn't know it was me at the time. We have a lot to discuss. I value your patience.

Yesterday, an event happened that has been a long time in preparation. Years, longer than any of you have been here but for all those preparations, it was only partially a success. You know me as your captor, perhaps as one responsible for programming the Wardens that keep you here and while that is true, that isn't the whole truth. You see, I've been trying to liberate you. I've worked undercover with the Dome Project for a long time in order to accomplish this and yesterday the moment of action came.

Unfortunately, I failed. I was able to steal the simulation that makes up your world, this world but I was not able to bring your physical forms with me. Don't worry - they're quite safe where they are but while you are no longer in prison, you are still imprisoned. At the moment, there's little I can do to change that without drawing the attention of the very people who wants to keep you in this dome for the rest of your lives. I don't ask for forgiveness, but perhaps patience. I do care about you deeply, dearhearts.

I'm sure this is confusing. I will do my best to answer any questions you may have, but one thing I can say right now - this is not a prison. There will be no rules, no requirements. If you need something, tell me or my colleague and it will be provided to you in due time. You are perhaps not free, but you are free to govern yourself as you see fit. I wouldn't dream of knowing how to do it better.

Thank you for your time.

Huh... That's weird. It looks like the whole arrival schedule is off. Unless it's another glitch.

[He wasn't going to mention the missing people for now unless someone else brought it up. Duo didn't like losses.]

Guess this means I might be giving out baskets on a daily basis now.

Morning

The day started out feeling weird. Duo couldn't quite put his finger on it, but then he stepped outside. He wasn't in the dome anymore. He was on L2 cluster's V-08744 colony. At first, this was a good thing. He was pretty happy about that. He'd gone home. So, he started off feeling really chipper, a spring in his step, heading along the streets back to the junkyard. Except he slowly started to realize that this wasn't V-08744 as he last remembered it... rebuilt, clean, shiny, fixed... nope. This V-08744 was run down. Buildings were damaged and run down. The streets were filled with debris.

And Duo's path didn't take him to the junkyard he ran with Hilde. It took him to a church... or what was left of it.

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Afternoon

Everywhere Duo looked, anything that could reflect an image was showing a news report. The news report showed a damaged robot being held in place by tow cables attached to other undamaged robots. Another robot approached, large weapon aimed at the damaged one. The voice narrating the scene was a newscaster, stating how a colony citizen had accepted OZ as his leader, and to show his loyalty, he was going to blow up the Gundam that had been captured.

Duo tried to hide from watching it, but the sound of the video still reached his ears.

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Evening

It had been a long day, and Duo was attempting to forget by hanging out in Daffodil Dive and stuffing his face with some pie. What he was trying to ignore was the fact that every reflection of himself showed him in a long cloak looking like the traditional representation of Death. He was hoping he actually wasn't, but it was hard to tell anymore. Anyone seeing him might see the cloak or they might not or they might just see it in a reflection.

[So, delivering the one welcome basket he had today was really interesting. The fact that he was basically in a zero-G environment didn't help. He was just... floating around the dome here. Anyone want to help bring him down?]

Deliveries

• Welcome Baskets for Day 419's New Arrivals

[Sarah smiles into the camera.]

Hello...

Uh... Nico and I are inviting all the teenagers to a game night on day 420. No! Day 421. Sorry. The days are messed up. So day 421 is game night. In the clocktower estates. Room [insert room here]. We'll have lots of board games, but if there's something you really like, please bring it. There will be food and drinks.

It should be lots of fun!

[She gives one more smile and waves before clicking off the feed.]

(OOC: Event Info)

Mail Delivery

[Duo had three baskets today. They were safely tucked into the small trailer he had found a way to hitch on the motorscooter he was riding around to make his deliveries. The reason he was using the scooter for only three baskets was a single crutch tucked into said trailer, and a brace he was currently wearing on his left ankle. He had just gotten Obi into being able to do this on his own, and the stabilizer managed to glitch, making him disappear from the dome.

Duo was on his own again.]

Deliveries

• Welcome Baskets for Day 415 New Arrivals

( OOC Info About Baskets )

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Back at Trowa's apartment

( cat playing fetch, open to apartment mates or anyone would be stopping by )

[EVENT INFO]

[Having lost Obi recently, but being a bit more mobile, Duo was using the motor-scooter he'd inherited from Haruka to deliver the day's mail. He also had a small trailer hooked to the back with some welcome baskets because the time jump glitch kind of messed up his delivery of those, too, after the last new arrival day.

After deliveries, he could be found either at the Sizzle & Sear for lunch or the Post Office before heading back to Trowa's apartment.]

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Today's Mail

• Letter for Reid from Kitty (AoA)


• Welcome Baskets for Day 410 Arrivals

{OOC: This is perfectly welcome to be handwaved for anyone who doesn't want to thread out a delivery. Welcome Basket threads can either start with the communicator call, or with Duo meeting up with the character in person to give them the basket. Feel free to reply to the delivery item thread or start a new top level here in the post. I'm flexible! This is also Duo's open post for today for anyone else who might want to have a run-in with him or give him a call.}

[Duo was hanging around the Post Office today. He sort of knew that he was supposed to deliver a basket to someone, but, for the life of him, couldn't remember who. Some poking around didn't reveal it to him, so he figured he'd just check again tomorrow. It could be just another weird glitch again, and things would straighten out in 24 hours.

One gets used to glitches after 20+ years, and the former Gundam pilot was definitely used to them. He scratched at his unshaven morning stubble, trying to decide how long he wanted to hang out today here before heading off to do something else.

He was restless lately. He never thought he'd be stuck in any particular place for this long, let alone one he actually couldn't leave, and even Sector 6 was starting to get monotonous.

He wandered over and stood in the doorway, watching people walk around, waiting for something entertaining to happen. If it really was a glitch thing today, then something was bound to happen, right?]

{OOC: Plotting info... open to additional ideas!}

(( OOC: EVENT INFO)

[ when the video comes into focus zed is frowning at the camera, her brows furrowed slightly. she's felt off since she's arrived. her senses were off... disconnected. she's determined though, to figure out what's happening, to connect.

she doesn't like the idea of making this video. the idea of doing something so public makes her uncomfortable. what if someone from her father's cult sees her? she doesn't know if she trusts people or this place enough to put herself out there. it's a risk but what does she have to loose? if this is a prison, what could they do to her? ]

Hi... I'm Zed. [ she has a slight accent. ] I just got here. [ she pauses. it feels like such an obvious and stupid introduction. ] Can't say I'm exactly a fan of all this. I guess, I just wanted to say hello. And John? Chas? If you're here - let me know?

[ there is another pause. her expression softens slightly. the determination is still there but she looks tired. almost resigned. zed isn't the type to give up easily. she always keeps going, keeps running, keeps doing what needs to be done. but this, this might be the tipping point. ]

[ Video ]

Hello everyone. My name is James Tiberius Kirk - but just feel free to call me Jim. I'm going to be your new self-defense teacher at the Academy. In two days I will be holding the first of my classes aimed at beginners. That is, anyone who wants to learn the basics of self-defense. Anyone of any level is encouraged to stop by, but just know this particular class won't be challenging for those of you with a lot more experience.

If you're looking for a sparring partner, I'm more than happy to arrange private sessions.

The first session for those with slightly more experience - Intermediate, you could say - will be on Day 414, and the Expert class will be on Day 416. I would like to keep those classes a bit smaller, so if you're interested let me know.

All classes will be from 10-11AM.

Kirk, out.

[ Action ]

<sub>[ With his little PSA given, it's time to go about his usual routine. It would look bad if the instructor for something like self-defense wasn't in shape, right? Not that he was out of it - and could you even get out of shape in a digital world? They could feel things like pain, sweat, and pleasure, so best not to court the possibility.

Which means he's taken to the beach for the morning, running along the sand, or practicing a type of shadow-boxing. He had better be at peak condition for his students. He wouldn't want to disappoint, especially if they were giving up an hour of their time to learn from him. Plus, Pike's ghost would be forever ashamed of him and he couldn't live with that.

After the workout, though, he'll probably be found sitting at the Daffodil Dive working on the lesson plan - but that doesn't mean he wouldn't welcome the distraction. ]</sub>

[The video came on, and Duo was not in his usual room. It was too sparse. Since getting hurt, he'd been staying at Trowa's in one of the extra rooms. Trowa, unlike Duo, had thought ahead when picking a place to stay and had picked one with more than one bedroom in case anyone else showed up. Lucky for Duo... and Quatre, who showed up. Not that Duo wasn't considerate... he just could sometimes be a little scatterbrained.

Either way, he was here now, and looked perplexed.]

Hey... Trowa? Q? Is this from you guys?

[He held up a box to the video.]

I mean, it's definitely Deathscythe... but... kinda small? And cute?

video

[The feed comes on. There's empty space over what looks like the top of an armchair. A squeaky Haro voice states that the communicator is on... twice. A hand with a thumbs up comes over the back of the chair for a moment before disappearing again.

Suddenly, two puppets appear above the screen. Some might recognize Duo's watch peeping out from under the bottom edge of one of them. The puppets look like a children's project, like mittens with little heads put on them. One resembles Quatre, and the other resembles Trowa.

Trowa puppet starts the scene, speaking in a really bad impersonation of Trowa's voice.]

TP: Quatre?

QP: [Quatre puppet folds his hands in front of him, squirming. His voice impersonation isn't much better than Trowa's.] Trowa... I-I... love you.

TP: [Trowa puppet puts his arms out to the side.] I... love you, too, Quatre. Since the moment I first saw you.

QP: [Quatre puppet's little mit hands clasp his own face in surprise.] Oh, Trowa!

TP: [Trowa puppet takes Quatre puppet's little mit hands into his own.] Let me make love to you... Quatre!

QP: [Quatre puppet pulls Trowa puppet closer.] T-Trowa!

[The puppets embrace and start to kiss and... ahem...

After a moment of hot puppet love, the video tilts and shakes a little as Haro sudden turns to show Trowa standing nearby, looking really annoyed. Quatre could be heard as well.]

Duo, what are you doing?

[The puppets suddenly stop and then slowly disappear back down behind the chair. Duo responded]

Uh... I was bored? [He leaned around the chair, glaring at Haro for a moment, and snapped at him in a harsh whisper.] Haro! Turn that off!

[The feed cut.]

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action

[During this whole show, Duo was awkwardly seated behind the chair, which is pulled away from the wall, with his injured leg stretched out to one side, his arms stretched up with the puppets over the top of the chairback, his black Haro on the coffee table with communicator filming, and his crutches laying on the floor next to him. How he managed to get there without falling on his face, let alone how he managed to get the chair pulled away from the wall while using crutches, is completely unknown. How he was planning on getting back up again after he was done with his little impromptu puppet theatre was also completely unknown.]

{OOC: INSPIRATION}

[ video, private to Obi ]

Hey uh... Obi...? Can I ask you a favor? Mind meeting me down at the Post Office for a minute?

[ action, open to all ]

[Duo was spending most of the day over at the Post Office today, receiving things, and all that. To the observant, they might notice a certain motorscooter to the side of the building that used to belong to Haruka. They might also notice a pair of crutches propped up against the wall behind the front counter where Duo was working.]