MarinaNova Asylum

[ training ]

The specified location for today's exercise, detailed in communiques to the Defense Force at large, wasn't far into Sector 6. It's unfortunate that they must meet here, but it had been the obvious choice for its open spaces, organic terrain, and relative seclusion. Data is there early, ensuring that a perimeter is well established and all safety precautions are in place. There is also, of course, a detailed emergency response plan on standby in his memory banks - an absolutely necessary precursor to his agreeing to hold the exercise here.

When he is satisfied with the course, he waits and makes himself available to any arriving members who may wish to approach him prior to the beginning of the exercise. Once everyone is present, a precisely calculated few minutes after the scheduled meeting time to allow for any stragglers, Data will step forward and address the attendees.

"Greetings, and thank you for coming. As you have likely been made to understand, the purpose of our assembly here is to encourage a higher level and increased efficiency of cooperation, communication, and coordination among the individuals comprising the Defense Force. As opposed to focusing on individual ability in combat, we will focus on the dynamics of the team as a whole, becoming more comfortable working with one another, and trusting each other in hazardous situations."

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[ ooc: please assume announcements about this went out to the defense force over the past couple of days ic! just not much to play out with that, of course. jump in on the course or after, threadjack, go nuts! have fun!

also open to ALL DEFENSE FORCE MEMBERS regardless of your department! ]

[Young as he is the teen on the video feed certainly looks like someone who belongs in a prison jumpsuit. Maybe it's all the piercings or the scar or the bleached hair. Or maybe it's the way he's yelling.]

Hey what the hell?! I thought we already caught the killer! Hey!!

Teddy, this better not be you, ya stupid bear! Senpai? Anybody? This ain't funny you guys!

Mid-day

[It has been a week. Well, eight days. Carol drew up a little calendar that she keeps hanging her kitchen. No months, no year. After talking to some others, she realized it might not be relevent. So she just marks the days. Maybe it's pointless, maybe she'll tire of it after a while, but for now it helps.

Today, Carol can be found in the museum, smiling fondly, sometimes stupidly, sometimes laughing, at cats wearing clothes.]

...and then...

[Inspired, Carol finds herself at the Pet Cafe, staring down a huddle of kittens and wondering how she can leave with just one.]

[The video is tilted sideways because it was Yuuri's pet dragon who accidentally turned the feed on to reveal a kitchen table with a lot of empty beer bottles and tabasco sauce containers.]

Oh, Momo, no, you might break... [YOU ARE BEING PICKED UP! Well, not you, just the communicator so the feed is moving around awkwardly until Yuuri notices it's broadcasting.] Oh! It's on. Uh, hi! [He smiles before looking uncomfortably embarrassed.]

These aren't all mine! Or any mine. I mean, none of them are mine. I think one of my roommates has a drinking problem. Do people drink hot sauce? Or maybe just a throwing things away problem.

(OOC: The Lost & Found spell has brought some of Sougo's discarded things into Yuuri's apartment!)

[Eggs, eggs, everywhere! Are you in sector 0? 2? 6? On the floating island? Any number unlisted? Then you can find eggs! How many can you find or trip over or use to throw at passers by? And while most are in the public you might just open your bathroom cabinet to find one resting by your toothpaste or one hidden in your sock drawer. Hope you don't get any of those overly ripe ones!]

[It's been a while since Neil addressed the Network, but here he is, folks, wide-eyed and eager.]

Is this a Visitors' Day? I thought it might be, because there are so many new people, and they haven't said anything about new inmates. I wasn't really sure if you had them here.

If there's anyone here from the City-- or anyone who visited the City, too, or from home, if anyone's come that far-- I'd like to say hello. My name is Neil, I used to run the bookshop called Bilton and Scaggs and I put on plays, from time to time.

[He grins.]

Or if you're new, and you'd like to say hello, that's great too! I hope you enjoy your visit. I know it's an odd place, but it's nice. And if it's anything like this used to be in the City, it shouldn't be long.

[Turning into a horse had definitely been the strangest thing that Tenma had gone through since he’d arrived at Marina. Sadly, he was well aware that strange things were normal in the prison, so he was unsure of what he would go through next.

That morning, the daily message for the Warden that he had gotten so used to hearing had sounded different and strange. It had managed to send him into alert, afraid that something that could endanger the lives of the people there in the prison could happen. So Tenma decided to patrol, see if there was something out of the norm. After all, he was now a member of the Defense Force and that came with responsibilities, right? Even if he hadn’t been told to do anything. Tenma will spend the rest walking through all of the prison, being alert to anything out of the norm.]

a//voice

[ Clay never thought he'd be making another one of these-- an open post to the prison network. but here he is, doing exactly that. It's curiosity, through and through. If he was smart, he'd lay low. But no one ever said he was smart. ]

So. Animal parts. Fun gimmick, almost enjoyable. [ His voice is manic, holding back something of a frightening laughter. He finds the situation amusing, but not for the right reasons. ] I wonder what everyone has become. I wonder if we'll be able to see a pattern. Rhyme or reason! [ And there's a slip of chuckle. ] There's always a reason, always, always, always.

So, Marina. What have you transformed into?

( b//closed action to REBECCA CRANE )

[ It is a beautiful day, not too hot nor too cold . There is just that one little detail that perhaps gives it a sour note. Some of you have woken up with new and improved bodies all together, others might have the addition of a tail or perhaps paws for hands or feet.

You might be spending the day raiding the dog food aisle, contemplating if it is okay to lick yourself or just simply how in the heck your are suppose to even open a door with paws. Either way this will be a interesting day, ]

(OOC. This is the Mingle for the Animal Trouble Event, have lots of fun and here is the Info for those that need it. Here )

[Video]
[Even before the apocalypse, Carol never had one of those Bluetooth devices. She barely used her cell phone, except when Ed needed to keep track of her. After the apocalypse, well, there wasn’t much need for technology anymore. The communicator will take a little getting used to.

Her smile is genuine, if not reserved and a little nervous. Does doing this mean everyone can see and hear her? How many people is that?]

Hello. My name is Carol Peletier, and I would be lying if I didn’t say this is all very confusing. But what else is there to do but make the best of what we’ve got?

[Action]

[The map is useful. She's cautious as she starts exploring her new surroundings. She's making a bee-line for new clothes, but you might catch her grabbing a coffee or hot sandwich along the way.]

[ A beach in an underwater prison seems a little odd. Despite having listened to the entire welcome message, Murata also wonders if the Shinou is at all responsible for this. ]

I think I should stop by and thank our wardens for such a thorough welcome; it certainly did answer most of my questions. They sound charming.

Anyway, it's nice to meet you all! I'm Ken Murata, a high school student. Please call me "Muraken"!

[ A punishment doesn't always have to be a terrible thing and Aidan is actually pretty excited about this potluck — not counting a small break for baseball, he's spent most of the day setting up and with a little help from his friends, the beach is looking pretty great. There are tables set up for the food, legs buried deep in the sand for stability and plenty of blankets and beach towels to hang out on. Candles are shoved down into the sand, ready to be lit as the sun sets and he's already got a good fire going in the fire pit, ready for barbeque.

With the waves lapping at the sand, the breeze in the palm trees and the slowly sinking sun, it really couldn't be a more perfect time for a casual party at the beach. Come one, come all, mingle away! ]

[ VIDEO ]

I am now taking applications to be my roommate! If you're interested you should...[Pausing because he hadn't thought this far ahead.] tell me. [He really isn't enjoying this alone thing.]

OH! And come to baseball practice today. You should really join the team if you haven't already. I think that's it!

(OOC: Use THIS THREAD for video replies. Notifs are off for mingle purposes.)

[ BASEBALL PRACTICE MINGLE ]

[It's that time again! The (usually handwaved) baseball practice! Grab a glove, grab a ball, grab a bat! Come work on your technique, do some drills, play catch, talk to your fellow baseball players and people who stop by to look (and maybe be enabled to join.)]

[ It is a sheepish looking Aidan that turns on the video feed this fine day. He diddly-done fucked up and now he has to do something he really enjoys to pay for it. His life is hard. The hardest. ]

Hey, uhm... so a while back I kinda got m'self in trouble, an' th' Wardens want me to throw a party or somethin' for y'all to make up for it. [ Such punishment. Very unfair. ]

I was thinkin' maybe a barbeque or a potluck or somethin' at th' beach? Everyone brings whatever they wanna drink an' maybe something else to eat like salad or if you want vegetarian. I can bring th' meat an' uh... I guess I could make some punch or lemonade or somethin'. [ Hmn. ] We can play games an' roast marshmallows. Stuff like that, nothin' fancy. Just... hang out, I guess.

Sounds good? Kinda thinkin' 'bout 278, so in two days time? Is that enough for everyone to prepare?

[Early Morning]

[Tenma couldn't have been happier when he woke up that day without the ball and chain around his ankle. He could feel his Cosmos once again. It had been scary waking up in a strange place and without his Cosmos, even though he didn't let it show. Now that it was back, he couldn't wait to start trying ways to get out of the prison.

Of course, the first one he thought of and probably the most stupid once, was going right to the edge of the dome, charging his fist with his cosmos and attack. The first tries were useless, so he began trying some of his own techniques. So if anyone were to walk nearby him in Sector 4, they would find Tenma yelling attack names followed by different results and looking more tired after each one.]

[It might be getting late, but Lyle is not above bothering people at a late hour. Let's call it... being a brat.

When he appears on camera, it seems rather mundane except for the periodic bouncing of a green haro behind him]

Another day is done. Fairly normal I would say. Not that I'm complaining mind you. There are worse ways to spend it.

[And all of that is leading up to...]

Private to Tieria
Enjoying the Haro's company?

[Yep, he sent the blue haro to bother Tieria when he didn't show up to help with class]

[Open | Video]
Hey, I am...going to do a thing tomorrow. [Yes, off to a good start.] If you need self defense training be at the athletic center tomorrow at noon. [There's probably more that should go with that.] Don't eat a big lunch first. Wear whatever you normally wear. That's what you have to be prepared to fight in. It'll last...however long it needs to last.

[Private to Martha | Voice]
[He still has the letter in his hand as he makes the call.] Why didn't you tell me? [Except she did. Days later and about the same time he heard it with everyone else on the force from Jack. He hasn't exactly been making himself available to her either. Not after the dreams. But even before that.]

(OOC: The lesson itself is going to be handwaved for Day 276. This post is backdated to late afternoon.)

[Jack's announcement to the DF gave Tieria the exact excuse he needed to avoid Lyle today. He didn't know really why it mattered to him so much, but he wasn't up to the possibility of being scrutinized during the economics class.

He holed up himself up in the back corner of the library under the pretense of doing research on vampires and gypsy magic for the Defense Force. Really, it was just that he was trying to avoid crowds.]

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[voice]

[He sounded a little forced at being steady and keeping his tone flat. He was also speaking kind of quickly compared to his usual speech patterns.]

Something came up. I will not be available to assist with class today.

[He wasn't a great liar.]

Day 275? Oh, my...

[So she too had succumbed to the disappearances that plague the dome. Her first thought, quickly dampened, is for Kira. She won't give up hope, yet it seems doubtful that he would have arrived again in her absence, being only a very seldom addition to her life here. As for her second thought, no doubt she'll have confirmation either way very shortly.]

[Woozy from the strange, yet not entirely unfamiliar sensation of her memories of home overlaying her last memories of the dome, Lacus applies her extraordinary focus and steadies herself. The still-fragile peace back home will have to be entrusted to others, for now, and she must come to accept being imprisoned yet again... or still, depending on which memories she favors. Yet more to sort out once she has a moment.]

[In the meantime, she smiles into the video feed, easy and sanguine.] It would seem I've been gone a number of weeks; I should think I've missed quite a lot. Perhaps someone could fill me in?

And, hello to anyone I've not met. My name is Lacus Clyne, and I'm glad to meet you in spite of the circumstances.

[Happiness. That was the feeling that burnt stronger in Tenma’s heart, despite being in the middle of sending Hades to Elysium, to seal his soul away until the next Holy War. He was happy and why wouldn’t he? Even if that last action meant that he was going to die, at least he had fulfilled his mission. Alone was free of Hades. His childhood friend, the one person that fueled his desire to advance and keep going so he could rescue him from the darkness, was right there beside him. And on the other side, was Sasha, his other childhood friend. The three of them once again together, finishing it all together just like there were always meant to be…

And then, nothing at all.

Next thing he knew, Tenma was in a strange, unknown place. His Cloth was gone, an orange jumpsuit in his place. But most importantly, he was alone. Instead of being in Hades’ castle, he was in a garden he didn’t know. Was he dead? But he had already been in the Underworld and it definitely didn’t look that nice. He was sure that Hades had been defeated, so there was no way that it had been done by him. Then what was going on? He was so confused that it took him a while to realize the device he had around his head, reading what it said but without paying much attention to the details. Tenma pressed the button that was supposed to let him communicate with other people, if there were any people there at all. Maybe Sasha and Alone were there. Maybe they had just showed up in different places. Maybe Dohko and Shion were there as well. There was nothing to lose in asking, right? All he had to do is try to remain calm; there was no reason to think the worst had happened. Either way, there was still some worry clear in his voice when he spoke.]

Sasha?! Alone?! Is anyone here? Dohko, Shion, anyone!