MarinaNova Asylum

[ Dirk is stuck in the gardens in Sector 4 working for most of the day. He's not really sure what he's doing, honestly, because what are plants and how do they work?? But there he is, covered in dirt. There's also a nasty bruise on one cheek -- his other injuries are, thankfully, covered by his clothing.

Like, theoretically he could go home and barricade himself in a closet, but he's got seven days to complete 60 hours of community service and he doesn't want to see what happens if he fails.

He'll get pretty twitchy if anyone comes up to him. He's already got stuck kissing two people today, and neither of them are his boyfriend. Man, fuck Marina. ]


((OOC: Content warning for manipulation/borderline sexual assault in first thread.))

((OOC: In lieu of spamming with posts for all 8 of my characters for kissing purposes, I'm putting up prompts for them all on this one action post! Links are below I may tag around in other posts/the mingle too, but if you want any of mine for the event PLEASE PLEASE DO TAG! I want every single tag for this event!

I don't care if they haven't met yet! Absolutely do not be shy! Also, if anyone wants to call my kids on the network or do non-kiss threads, just indicate such and I'm happy to! Threads can take place at any point in the dayweek, and almost anywhere in the dome.

Links:
+ Lacus Clyne: Everyday walking around prompt | Hot springs prompt for the adventurous~
+ Zelgadis Greywars
+ Cross Marian
+ Penelope Garcia
+ Komui Lee
+ Tony Stark
+ Saya Otonashi
+ Michael Westen))

[There was a bit of a mail delay with PM's disappearance, but everyone on the team should have gotten a letter this morning. By noon the roof of the new Defense Force headquarters is ready for guests. It isn't exactly decked out, but there is a long table with finger-foods: small sandwiches, fruits, and hors d'oevres as well as sweets like cupcakes and truffles. An arrangement of sodas and bottled waters sits on one end next to an enclosed punch dispenser. Sorry, no spiking the punch, kids. There are also small standing tables around the edges. The only real seating comes in the form of benches along the sides. The point is to get to know the rest of the team, not to sit and eat, so this suits Kitty just fine. They can thank Lacus for the fact that there is food at all and that things have been arranged in such a way to promote circulation.

She waits until it seems like most everyone has drifted in and calls for their attention while perching herself up on the wall itself. No fear of heights here.]

( Kitty's state of the force address )

[Once she's done, she hops down. The mixing can continue for as long as people want provided they still handle their sectors.]

(OOC: See marinanova_df for details on the force. Roster. To join. Everyone on the DF and anyone they brought is welcome. Curious passers by likely won't be tossed out. Try your luck!)


[Private video to Dirk, Jake, and Roxy (who isn't here, but she doesn't know that)]
Thanks for the invitation. [Which she read a little late. Sleepovers at Reid's can do that to a girl.]

Happy Anniversary, Marina Nova!

The bots have been busy cleaning up the dome and setting up decorations for this momentous occasion, and by now there isn't a nook or cranny left un-pimped! Bright blue MarinaNova flags wave happily in the artificial breeze together with the colorful ribbons that have been wrapped around poles. The streets are illuminated by strings of lights and paper lanterns and each sector gate has been lovingly decorated with fragrant flower garlands.

Of course, that is far from all! There wouldn't be much of a festival without entertainment and your loving wardens have made absolutely sure that there's something for everyone!

( Let the celebrations begin! )

Enjoy!

[ ♚ public video & action ]

[ Sheryl might not need to work anymore, but she was still a musician at heart. Telling her not to make music, would be telling her she had nothing to live for anymore. These past few months, Sheryl was still making music.

And being on stage again was a dream to her. She was wearing this outfit that took her some time to have made. Appearances like this really brought back a lot of memories. Before she became the Galactic Fairy, she had started out performing in places like these. ]

EVERYONE, LISTEN TO MY SONG!

I can no longer remember the start of this journey.
Before I realized, I was already here.
As the seasons wore away,
Those who sense the invisible infrared rays become lost.

I will probably lose them,
These feelings that I risk for life for.
I loved as if I were fighting to survive.
I spent all my time building my dream.
I wanted to land on that star.
I wanted to fly in your sky.

[ After the performance, she gives a deep bow and waved to the audience. A moment later, she picks up something from behind the stage and shows it to the audience. It looked like a CD and it had Sheryl's image on it. It was a CD she had been working on and it was difficult considering the lack of the resources she was used to. But she was a pro, wasn't she? She can work with what she had. ]

Thank you! Thank you, everyone!

I have been working very hard on this for several months now. I wish for everyone ... to get a copy ... and listen to my song. In my heart, I will always be a musician.

And this prison won't silence me!

[ ♚ private text || Lyle Dylandy ]

is it too early to ask for a second date?

[ ooc: aka don't worry. She needs help with some grunt work. ]

[Jessica's sitting at one of the stools at the blood bar, taking a break from one of her shifts there to make this. She's sipping on a glass of blood through a straw before she starts speaking.]

Really kinda dropped the ball on the whole video bloggin' thing, didn't I? Sorry 'bout that.

So I've been tryin' to think of a good topic to start out for this first one. I'm not really sure what people wanna know, you know? So I know one thing that seems to surprise people 'round here is how open I am 'bout being a vampire. I know it ain't something vamps from all worlds are. But see, back home? Vampires were common knowledge. Back in 'bout...2006 or so when they invented Tru Blood.

See, Tru Blood is kinda like the synthetic blood they have here in the blood bar. It's got all the same nutrients and shit as real blood does, but you know, don't come from a human. Tastes like shit in comparison, ain't gonna lie, but it'll work. So once that's invented, vampires came out of the coffin, so to speak.

It's been kind of touch and go assimilatin' into society ever since. 'Course I wasn't turned until after all of this happened, but yeah. So back home, it ain't really a huge life changin' shock to hear someone say they're a vamp. Sure, some people are still prejudiced dicks 'bout it, but I imagine you're gonna run into that wherever you go, you know? If people aren't gonna accept you for what you are? Well fuck 'em. I may not of chosen this for me but I ain't gonna apologize for it either.

We even got things like the American Vampire League to help with our relationships with humans.

So that's the basics, if you got any questions or comments, feel free to leave 'em, and I'll try and answer best I can.

And if you got things you'd like me to do a future entry 'bout, let me know, and I'll see what I can do.

[She slurps, finishing up her glass.]

Now, I better get back to workin'.

[And the feed closes.]

[For any one who has been in a war, is currently a soldier or has been brought up in youth to fight a war, this group is for you. You'll be invited to a lounge in a library with coffee, doughnuts, cookies and other comfort foods almost tailored to those invited on the counter top next to the meeting room. Enough comfy chairs to sink into and relax. On the rolling white board it reads:
( Questions under the cut. )

[In a small corner of the library, chairs are arranged in a circle. There's a stand against the wall, holding one of those giant post-it note pads. Written on the top note is:

THE IMPORTANCE OF TELLING THE TRUTH]

[See Jake. See Jake wear a ridiculous helmet on his head and looking rather pleased with himself for it.]

I confess, I'm a little at sea when it comes to the reasoning behind this, uh, holiday? But it looks remarkably entertaining, and I'm not one to pass up on a bit of harmless tomfoolery.

I am presently thinking of a word, and it is up to you, my dear chums, to guess what it is! I'll be far more helpful with my hints unlike certain other people that I won't mention out of generosity.

[action | closed]

[Jake is laying on his front on the couch, a stack of new interesting pizzas on the coffee table along with a stack of movies for Dirk's perusal. His legs are in the air, swinging as he reads a knock-off comic book while waiting for Dirk to show up to their date.]

[The video clicks on to show a kid who isn't really sure what expression to make. His expression seems to settle into one of confusion after a minute or two.]

I guess I wasn't really expecting to wake up here after that whole dream bubble thing. Then again I probably was never expecting to wake up in a prison?

I am not really sure about this crimes list they gave me, though. I mean I did do some of these, but uh... Most of these were from playing a video game, so I don't really know if those count? Also I wasn't really driving that car??

Oh man, I am going to start rambling! Anyway, I am new here apparently, so hi. My name is John! I wonder if anyone else I know is here? On second thought, I hope not. That would really suck.

We're all in prison, which means we're all filthy, vile criminals. So I'm curious, everyone.

What did you do? What is it that made the wardens believe you deserve to be locked away in an inverted aquarium for the rest of your natural life? Please note that if you're just gonna say "I didn't do anything" or "They made it all up", I'm not interested in hearing it. You're surrounded by other criminals, no one gives a damn. Either answer or don't, it's up to you, but don't respond with bullshit prevarication.

Since it'd be hells of rude to ask without providing an answer of my own, here's what I'm in for: ( Cut for length and Homestuck spoilers. )

Well? I showed you mine, now show me yours.

[In Sector 0 stands a formidable man who despite his age is in excellent health and despite the anonymity of the orange jumpsuit still exudes leadership, wit, intelligence and demands respect without his even saying a word. He isn’t in a hurry to get anywhere. Clothing is unimportant as long as he has some. Food isn’t an immediate necessity.

He stands there calmly, taking in his surroundings as he absorbs and attempts to understand all the information he has been given. Anyone passing by is free to notice him. However, having little to no trouble deciphering the technology of the headset unit, he does finally speak over the network.

His voice is calm, but not without purpose.] I’m Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the U.S.S. Enterprise. It seems that I’ve been taken from my ship and... imprisoned here with the rest of you. As we all seem to find ourselves in a similar situation, I hoped a number of you might find the time to answer a number of questions.

First. Under whose authority do Veridical and Conscienti imprison their inmates in MarinaNova Asylum?

Second, on what planet does the Saylar Ocean exist?

Third, and I suppose last but not least for now, what is the approximate length of time in which one remains here within the dome for this… decidedly contrived attempt at rehabilitation?

[There is a pause here, as he considers whether or not to tack on another question here. There are just so many things to ask and Jean-Luc is known for being too curious for his own good. Finally, he decides against it.] Any explanation to any of these questions would be of great help. Thank you.

...does that happen often? Meeting people we haven't seen in... well, weeks or months if not longer? Only for the wardens to pull them away again...

Is it their idea of a joke?

[Encrypted, 50% strength]

Changing topics. If there's anyone who can see this one, let me know. I'm curious.

(ooc: Kira is a very skillful, nigh-superhuman programmer. He's going to be steadily upping the encryption rate if you hack into it.)

...it feels weird to just take a house for your own, doesn't it? Even if nobody lived there before, or lives there now... I guess that's just how they designed it, though.

I wonder why?

[Action for Coordinatorhaus]

[Despite any misgivings, though, Kira's selected a new pad in Sector 3 for him, Lacus, et al. It's pretty nice, as far as things go, and he's exploring it to make sure he has the layout memorized.

He's also checking in to see how Lacus is holding up after her first night alone.]

By now we all know the situation. [For a girl who does a lot of network trolling, she can sound all business sometimes. This is one of those times.]

Suzaku is gone. We have no powers for the rest of the day. We have no warden-provided weapons or intel for the foreseeable future. So, we need to make our own. I think we need to split into smaller teams—one to each sector.

I made a list of team leaders from the people who responded to Lacus. You don't like your assignment, you can take it up with me or take a walk. It's temporary. Spend a couple of hours today and then hit it again tomorrow until we've got some idea of what we're working with. I know you need some time to find your things and secure your own housing. Now, team leaders...

Gino — Sector 0
Cain — Sector 1
Tear — Sector 2
Angel — Sector 3
Robin — Sector 4
I'm taking Sector 5.

Team leaders, choose your team. No fewer than three of you. Your mission is to survey the sector you're assigned. See how it matches up to the maps we were provided. Record and report any anomalies. Get an idea of the number of bots and sentinels in each sector and their movements. Don't engage. Look out for any potential threats. If you come across other inmates who need help then help them. The frequency we have now is a secure one. Use it to check in with dispatch to let them know who will be on your team and then report back every half hour with your whereabouts and any news.

Dispatch is working with Lacus in the educational facility for now. Sakura, you're with them. [Because she's not okay with you being in the field.] Anyone not on a team or with dispatch will be on call in case an emergency.

Gino, I suggest you find someone for your team who can fly or teleport when these monitors come off. We need to know about that island too.

Zelgadis, Reid, and Peter, you're with me.

Problems? Questions? Comments? Speak up or get to work.

( OOC Note )

[ ♚ video ]

[ Why the long faces, People of Marina Nova? There is someone here who isn't as happy with this latest change in events but she was determined to do what she does best. Not only that, she is hoping that this would get the anger and frustration out of her system.

Sheryl Nome lives to sing --- and that moment she wanted to remind herself of the life she chose to live.

She was the Galaxy Fairy ... no matter what galaxy she is taken to.

The feeds start with a shaky view of the stage. It was the stage from the amphi-theatre. Moments later, Sheryl comes out and wearing an all too sexy bunny outfit. She turns to the camera and gives a coquettish smile and wink ... but when the camera gave another shake again, she frowned at the person behind the camera. ]

Hold still, Gino ...

[ Her Galaxy Fairy persona returned though as music began to play and she proceeded to dance. ]

EVERYONE, LISTEN TO MY SONG!


I am your white bunny
Jumping and diving in an innocent glide
The Milky Way spills in the galaxy
Hey, I want to eat that candy star

I am your black bunny
A rowdy sexy flag
If I show you my hip line it’s dangerous
At my wink signal, dive into my cleavage

Pure heart, go and violate my exposed skin
To the point that you can not be reborn
If you intensely struggle for it
The crying angel is, watch out, a demon

Good day, Marina-- or, I suppose, Marina Nova. I hope everyone is adjusting as well as can be expected. We've suffered some tremendous losses [herself very much included,] but I am certain we will be able to manage things as well as possible.

With regards to the Defense Force -- with Suzaku Kururugi among those lost, and the Wardens confirming for me that weapons and life sign monitoring are no longer available -- I would like to make a proposal. [and she's going to make it openly, so anyone can weigh in... trolls she can handle, and it's worth the risk to give everyone a chance to speak.]

Although I believed strongly in Suzaku and what he did with the Force, there was something troubling me. In some cases, members' primary motivation for joining was to obtain a weapon. And while I know for a fact that Suzaku would not admit anyone who was not suitable, it nonetheless seems as though such a team should have members whose primary reason for joining is belief in its purpose. And further, I believe that the invasion of privacy that the former Defense Force utilized for monitoring life signs made inmates uneasy. I know I had my own questions about such methodology, but it was not my team and thus not my place to debate what was in place.

However, now that many things have begun anew, I am wondering if there are those among us who believe strongly enough in protecting others that they would agree to do so without the promise of a weapon, or any such personal gain. A new leader would need to be elected, and I would be happy to oversee the process if the potential members would like. Any and all proposals will be considered.

With regards to weaponry and special abilities for those who would use them in defense of themselves or others, that is a battle that I will continue to fight with the Wardens, regardless of whether there is a formal Defense Force. I believe in our members, and all of you will have my full support regardless of the status of the organization as a whole.