MarinaNova Asylum

[Morning, Apartment, Closed to Phoebe]

Hey... some weird thing is going on today with a bunch of people showing up. It's not the normal 'newbie day', so I don't know what the deal is, but I'm going to keep an eye out for people.

[Phoebe would know who.]

I'll call you if anyone shows, okay?

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[Late Morning/Afternoon/Early Evening, Sizzle & Sear, Open]

[Piper had the kitchen bots in overdrive making sure they had enough for a sudden influx of people not normally in the prison. While she was planning on being attentive to the restaurant for most of the day, and she didn't have a DF patrol today, she was planning on taking some time to wander about anyway just in case. It was important to make sure that, on the chance someone did show up that she knew, they could be found and helped out if needed.]

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[Afternoon/Evening, Out & About, Open]

[When she wasn't at the restaurant, Piper was unofficially patrolling around the dome, not for the DF, but for herself. She was hopeful, but trying to keep a practical mind about this. After all, there was a chance, but it wasn't guaranteed that anyone would actually show up that she was hoping to see.

Later on, she could be found at Peggy's party.]

[Peter looked around confused. Where had that video come from? And where was he? Last he remembered he was on his bed, angry at Wendy and the Lost Boys for leaving him. This was different.]

Wendy? Tink? Anybody?

[He jumped up and... landed again. But... but... He tried again.]

Higher. I need to get higher.

[Peter ran around until he found a nearby bench. He climbed up and jumped again, but all that did was land him a bloody nose.]

HOOK! What did you do Hook? Why can't I fly?

[ Buffy has a routine. She doesn't necessarily want a routine, but she's got one. It starts reasonably early in the morning.

[Morning--Sector 1--Athletic Complex]

Buffy jogs to the athletic complex dressed in a zipped hoody, tank and yoga shorts. She spends the next couple of hours going through tai chi movements, stretching and wailing on a punching bag and/or fighting dummy. Once she's worked all the restlessness that comes with being a slayer and nothing to slay out, she jogs back to her apartment. She can be interrupted on the way to the complex, during her workout or on her way back to her apartment.

[Mid Morning/Afternoon--Sector 4--Closed to Dawn]

Once she's showered, Buffy yells for Dawn. Yes, they live in the same two bedroom apartment, but that doesn't mean that yelling isn't necessary. It's a sister thing.

"Dawnie!! Breakfast is a thing we should go do."

They'd probably end up shopping as well. It was a common Summers bonding activity.

[Evening--Sector 4--Merlottes]

Evening finds Buffy doing something else routine. She's at Merlotte's waiting tables for the dinner shift. Feel free to have her wait on your table, catch her in between tables or at the bar. ]

[ooc: specify where your character is running into Buffy]

[ It's a sweltering hot day under the sea! Luckily the wardens have provided the necessary means to keep cool: whether you're sunbathing at the beach, sniping your fellow inmates with a fully loaded super soaker or just cooling off under a tree with a cold treat, this is the place to do it! ]


(( ooc: Mingle away! You are of course encouraged to make your own posts and mingles for this event, should you want to! Event information can be found over HERE! ))

[So what do you do when you think you’ve woken up in an underwater prison, surrounded by people from a multitude of other universes with things like magic and powers? You try and snap yourself out of a psychotic state, for starters. Secondly, you start trying to figure out how possible it is to give yourself an MRI. Run a few tests because clearly something’s wrong here.

Tumor, brain, somewhere. Coma? Bad dream.

Stress, breakdown. Total psychosis?

Can't feel a fever. Hallucinogenic? Would've remembered the brownies.

So while attempting to diagnose his own nonexistent mental issues Alex Karev will just be taking up roots in the coffee shop; tending to a cup of plain black with a side dose of pacing and eye-rubbing. He’s mentally unstable and hallucinating, doing a total Izzie only worse. Just freakin’ amazing. He’ll be offering any and all passerby a sidelong glance that may or may not be attempting to determine just how real they are. And possibly acting a little like a recluse in fear of giving this mental lapse a little more fuel to burn on.]

[The network opens to Jessica who's taken the time to find some other outfits before doing this this time.]

Feels I went home for a bit, or somethin'. Or I got new memories anyways -- I remember hearin' bout that happenin' to other people. Last thing I remember was it bein' day 216 -- that was twelve days ago. The orange don't suit me much better than it did the first time. Whatever's goin' on it's sure as hell fuckin' weird.

[There's a pause, and then she adds.]

I gotta question for everyone though. If someone you loved, someone you really hurt but still care about, if they wanted to forget about you completely -- what would you do? Like if you could do that for them, would you?

[Because she did. But she's still not sure how she feels about it. Even if she's not in love with Hoyt anymore she still cares about him. For what that's worth.

There's other things, things with Bill and the Authority but that she doesn't want to talk about so publically. How he 's turned into a religious fanatic like her birth parents used to be. It makes her skin crawl. The memories are fresh and make her feel sick to her stomach. She'd rather not focus on them too much.

She closes the feed at that.]

[ this is her first time doing one of these without gran, and something she thought was going to be difficult for those very reasons is actually rather therapeutic, heartwarming -- a glance back at her roots, back when she was just adele stackhouse's weird granddaughter and not that fae who mingles with vampires. sookie contributes a few dishes from her gran's old recipes, along with something lafayette taught her to make. she's got all the tables in this part of trois park covered with checkered table clothes of varying colors, lots of plastic silverware, paper plates, cups, and napkins at the ready, and a stack of picnic blankets folded up on one of the benches for those who wish to sit on the grass instead of at a table. sookie even brought a long a mesh bag full of sports equipment -- or rather, a couple frisbees, a football, soccer ball, basketball, and even some hacky sacks. (she's not the sports type, but jason would always be off playing something with the other guys.)

hopefully she didn't leave anything out. hopefully this will help cheer everyone up some, both the new arrivals and those still dealing with the days they spent in that other prison. ]

[Caroline comes on camera, she's at the Blood Shack. Seriously, what's the point of really hiding it anymore? She's a vampire, if people figure it out, they figure it out. But for now, nothing she does really screams I'M A VAMPIRE. Her thoughts have turned darker as of late but somehow she manages to ask this in her usual perky tone--]

So my fellow prisoners, question. If you had only a few days left to live or something what would do with that time? What's your, like, 'My last day on Earth or in Marnia' bucket list?

[ Well, this certainly wasn't the manor. I mean it's not like she hasn't been through this before. The whole waking up in a prison thing usually meant an interesting ending. Ehhh. Not a happy ending to say the least. This was not good. Not good! ]

How do you work this stupid--

[ raising a brow, she fiddles with the device, Phoebe's never seen something like this so give her a moment. annoyance was plastered all over her face. ]

Is this thing on? [ Obviously it is. ]  Oh.

You know, the jumpsuit is a little overboard. Orange isn't my color.

[ she seems experienced, like she's been down this road before. calm in her outer appearance, but a mess inside. ]

Listen, I won't be stuck here for long. My sisters will find me and when they do, be ready.