[After his fight with Wolfram and then his date with Joshua, Yuuri returned to his shared room. He thought maybe Wolfram would already be in bed asleep or at least pretending to be asleep. He wasn't. Then he thought he'd come in any moment. He didn't. Then he thought he'd see him when he woke up. He couldn't.

Worried, Yuuri got up very early and looked around the common room and the kitchen and the bathrooms and then finally found himself at Conrad's door knocking just a little urgently.]

Conrad! Conrad! Are you there?

[for once, a distinctly displeased Allen; he has overslept somewhat lol sleep issues and missed the lack of announcement] Did someone break the robots? They're being extremely dense this morning. I can only order one entree at a time! [and this situation is completely untenable]

[ video fzzts on. ]

Hello. [ it's an attempt at cheeriness at best, but the girl on the screen is giving it her all despite red eyes. ] My name is Tsukino Usagi.

Wow...prison huh? After all I've been through you'd think that I'd be prepared for any kind of scenario...but at least it isn't as bad as that time when that creepy prince Demando kidnapped me! I mean - at least someone was nice enough to leave this message here. Last time they just tried to kill me! [ she laughs weakly ]

Um, I'd like to know if – if some people I know are here. [ breathes ] Haruka, Michiru, Setsuna-san, Hotaru-chan...[ she's still talking - except now the tears are slipping from her eyes ] Ami-chan, Makoto-chan...[ by the tone of her voice it's obvious that she's breaking down ] Rei-chan...Minako-chan... Someone...anyone...you guys can't be dead - it's impossible. I...I'd like it a lot if someone could tell me if they're here. Thank you...[ and with a sob the connection cuts off. ]

Is it normal for Sentience to miss morning announcements?

[only day 5 for Tieria... but four days of announcements followed by nothing is a little... odd...]

[A sigh, and then a clinking of chains.]

How unseemly. For a servant of the Phantomhive family to be shackled like this-- it speaks of an indignity even a humble butler cannot bear.

[He makes a small, neutral sound in his throat.]

I've been taken to an asylum-- and yet there are no wards around at the moment. Security is certainly lacking for a building full of dangerous criminals.

[He pauses.]

Pardon me, I forgot others can hear this as well-- what a queer communication device this is, that it can do such things. Good day to you all, my name is Sebastian Michaelis. I am Earl Ciel Phantomhive's butler back in London.

Speaking of the Young Master, I know that you are here as well. Will you please reply and tell me of your current status, my lord?

warning: depressed loli ahead!

[Sakura. Wants to fly.

She wished that she could summon her Fly card, soar over the tops of the buildings, and just feel that wind. Maybe - just maybe feeling that breeze would dry the tears that were...

Tears?]

Eh...I guess my name really is Tears...heh...[and she'll retreat quietly to the corner of the park. and have a little sob to herself. Sad Sakura has been trying to stick it out, but an 11 year old really can't go so long without yearning for her family. ;;]

...Guess it's a communicator...Ah, there it goes.

This is some kind of prison? These robots aren't...helpful. Can someone please explain what's going on?

[Jun stares at the screen, before tugging his very snazzy white cloak closer around him. His powers are...gone. He's not sure how he feels about that.

He waits a while longer, before--]

...Wonder if he's here...

[And the transmission ends.]

[In his brief fit of rage, he manages to turn on his communicator.]


[Furious, Grell slams his high-heeled foot against the wall, his fists clenched tightly. How could he possibly be put in such conditions??! William truly had no regard for him! At all! This was outrageous!! Just for-- for what, doing his job~?? Sure, Grell illegally modified his Scythe, but that was a minor offense! Nothing to warrant it be taken away and some... some hideous chain being put around his ankle!!!]

William T. Spears, you will pay for sending me here!!! I did nothing to warrant being sent away!

[He takes a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself]

And, to make it worse, you take away my Scythe, put me in th-these hideous shackles, and force me to wear this monstrosity of a hat??! I can't possibly wear this! It does nothing for my hair... NOTHING!!!

[Kyouya is sitting in the common room, looking down at his little black notebook that he always has with him. He's humming a tune that shouldn't be recognizable to anyone and has a thoughtful look on his face although it's hard to see from behind his hair, which has fallen over his eyes as a result of being leaned over.

He hasn't made any attempt at hiding what he's writting and all someone would have to do is casually glance over to see that he's got song lyrics written in his notebook. He's been inspired for some reason lately, maybe because he doesn't have his father breathing down his back, and it's lead him to do something different.]

(OOC: The song is Tsumetai Yoru and it's his character song that his seiyuu sings. I thought it was too awesome not to do something with it and this is the result. If anyone wants a link, just ask and I'll give it to you but I'm a bit lazy right now. :p)

Setsuna. You up yet?

And, ah, I guess I need to find this Gino guy, right? Like I even know who that is...

<sub>[Ever since Yuuki told Nana that her Papa was bad, she's felt sad and upset. Papa loved Nana. If he didn't, he wouldn't have given her new arms and legs and he wouldn't have been nice to her or given her his purple neck string. Papa loved Nana - Nana was sure of the fact...

Her voice sounds quiet when she speaks, almost sad. There's a bit of a quiver to it as well.]</sub>

Um...for the people here who have a Papa, what is your Papa like?

[There is a happy, excited squeal that comes from the hall and on the communicator. It's a newcomer, and they sound obscenely vaguely familiar happy at what is going on.

Which may be a first.]

....WOOOOOOOOOAH! There's words in front of my face! This is so cool! Hey! Hey!! Everyone! Get over here there're words floating all around me!!

[It's pretty obvious someone isn't actually reading what the message is saying about them or their crimes.]

I must have gotten a new power! Super-Ishtar Floating Word Attack! With a Wink Sword in my eye and my whip in my hand!...

...

...

Heeeeeey, where'd my whip go!?

...

WHERE'D MY UNIFORM GO!?

..............

[Freak out!]

WHERE'D MY MAGIC WORDS GO!?! Waaah, nooooo! I have to summon them back again! Apsu-saaaaama, how do I do thiiiis!? I have to beat the sailor seeeenshi!! Aaaapsu--

[The sound of running, followed by the clinking of chains and someone falling on the ground with a very loud THUD. After a moment, there is a moan.]

Waaaaaaah...where'd this come from? Am I in a bowling alley...?

[Sakamoto sounds as if he's in a lot of pain, and his breathing is labored as he attempts to make a post over the communicator. His laugh reveals signs of fatigue as it is usually not as jolly as it typically is.]

Ahaha... It seems that there's a major-

[There's a wretching noise, but Sakamoto stifles the urge to throw up, or attempts to, but he can barely make it through the next word.]

Problem...

[Lurking against one of the kitchen cabinets in their apartment, waiting for brother dearest to get in there and start his daily ritual. Upset older brother was very upset.]



((ooc: uhm. violence? :x just sayin'.))

[Ammy does not like the lack of Sentience and the robots being strange. It does not help her mood.

Eevee is chirping curiously at her, worried about her mama as she curls up on Ammy's back. The goddess wuffs softly in reply, reassuring even as she thinks.

She stays in the common room right now, pacing around. Do not like]

Oh my, how unexpected this is... I would have liked to share such an experience with my maid, but I don't suppose that would be fair, would it...?

Good morning, Marina Asylum. My name is Mariya Shidou—I'm a new arrival here. Before now I would never have considered myself a... a "criminal", but I do not think a state of the art place such as this has much room for error...

Um... Are there any rules I should be aware of before making myself at home?

I hope that you will all treat me well, thank you.

So many options...

[Johnny is not pleased that his new friend Sentience has decided to disappear--from the sound of some of the people on the network it's not normal and leads to bad things--and since he didn't have his coffin sleeping wasn't that easy. So he's awake and currently in Sector 4 looking at houses, because then he'll at least have one picked out when Sentience stops playing hide-and-seek.

And of course, since he's doing this, he feels he must broadcast it to everyone. Because attention is the purest form of indulgence.]

Good morning everyone! [Smile and a hand running through his hair, because it's out of the ponytail today and trailing all down his shoulders and neck. He's wearing low-riding black jeans, a red shirt that's not even buttoned up, and a gold sun necklace that dangles low on his chest.]

If you don't mind me asking: How many of you live in Sector 4, or are willing to tell me more about it? I just might be your new neighbor and I wanted a review or two. It's always best going into a decision well-informed.~