[ Sounds a little panicked ]

Guys! Guys! We have a problem!

I've got dropping life signs in Sector Five!

((ooc: The request for help consists of a DF member (or members) coming in to break up the fight.))

[It could possibly be a familiar sight to find someone sleeping on one of the couches in the shelter common rooms. But this woman happens to resting in a thin, short, silk nightgown. She wakes slowly, reaching up to run her hands through her hair...and finds the communicator.

The video cuts on to someone who looks very familiar to some. But the face is softer and there is no goatee. Tousled dark hair falls into her face as gold eyes stare out with a frown.]

Where's Cheryl?

{OOC: This is Rayfell from Vassalord. Not to be confused with her near identical bastard not-twin, Johnny Rayflo. Still a vampire though and waking up sick and disoriented may make her a bit hungry.}

This... I don't want to be here! I liked living with Mr. Hughes, Mr. Mustang, Miss Hawkeye and Dakota... Wh-what happened to Dart? Give him back! I already lost my brother, don't... don't take him away too... At least... let me go back home if you're going to take me away...

[Oh look, it's a Fletcher! Only this Fletcher seems new and does not seem weirded out whatsoever by this highly advanced piece of technology on his head.]

[Guess who has set up shop in the middle of Marina in a convenient location near you? She's just sparkling brightly and possibly staring your way as she waits for customers. There's writing on her magnificent sign, though a portion of it has been scribbled out and rewritten. She's learned that certain tactics don't work so perhaps THIS will help clarify and people will be more liable to come to her as needed. With all of the sudden new arrivals surely there are some that are in need of a healed heart.]

... you know, barricading yourself in your room is a really bad idea when the bathroom's down the hall.

[Today has been pretty eventful, what with all the temporary new inmates arriving and voicing their confusion, but Kid has found himself wishing that it would just be over. Although he'd prefer if none of his friends were brought here, he's been tuning in every now and hoping he would recognize even one of the new voices.

[But just sitting at home is boring and unhealthy, and he needs something to do besides this. So, he does the first thing he can think of at the moment.]

I'm sorry if this is bad timing, but I was wondering what you would say to a meeting for your skateboarding today?

[A young man stares into the communicator, scowling.]

There has to be some mistake here. I believe you meant to bring my brother here instead, ja? I am not a criminal, I am a prosecutor.

[He sighs, clearly irritated.]

At least this place has guitars.

[Guess who found the education center? He strums a bit, humming.]

Sugar, sugar...
Oh that night in your embrace...

Not again...

Uhm... Hello...? There's got to be some mistake... Is it possible to get a hold of the Xavier Institute for Higher Learning...? Or someone from it, at least...? I haven't done anything wrong...

[The face looks very familiar to another resident here, only older and with longer hair tied back into a ponytail but the color of it and his eyes are the same. He's also sitting in a wheelchair.]

[ fumble fumble and the voice turns on. voice of? a young girl. a very young girl. ] --beautiful! [ there's the sound of light footsteps, then a surprised gasp. ] This is on! Can anyone hear me? [ some excited giggling, and more fumbling. ] I don't know what this place is, but it's beautiful! What's its name, I wonder... [ mumbling ] does it even have a name?

[ silence for a few more moments as she wanders around. curiousity with the communicator and how absolutely brilliant this place is gets the best of her and she speaks, a little more confident than before. repeats, louder this time, ] Can anyone hear me? [ rustling of fabric as she straightens out her dress and turns on video, accidentally so as she's fixing her hair. she looks mildly surprised for a moment, but then gives a big, cheery smile. ] Is anyone else there? Ringo has some questions... where is this place? [ but a little deflated gasp, as if she's just realized something unpleasant. ]

[ coming off as more worried, less cheerful ] ... Ohji?

((ringo from casshern sins! she is so adorable. you can find her wandering around the beach!))

[A button clicks and there is the soft sound of water moving at the beach.

Another button and for a moment a familiar looking person comes into view. Even at over 30 years younger he still appears the same age as the Conrad Weller who inhabits this prison.

The only noticeable changes are the color and styling of his uniform, the length of his hair, and if you are really paying attention and the hair isn't covering it you might see the scar at his eyebrow is missing. Also missing is one trademark smile.]

[Miranda is currently running around inn excitement and flail. Things weren't ready. Not ready at all! She had been too distracted, and she was running so late on her picnic! And now there are more Allens and there isn't enough food, but the robots are getting more and--

--Miranda hadn't expected that planning a day at the beach would be this stressful.

But she won't let this go wrong. It has to go well. She wanted everyone to have a good time and so many friends--and other selves--had arrived. Today will be a good day!

So you may show up to the sight of Miranda rushing around the area of the beach she had taken for their little--or formerly little--get together, laying out blankets and towels for anyone who wants to get in the water. There are tables of food and drinks to one side which are being filled with even more food as the robots bring the extra she requested. She wonders if any more Allens will arrive...]

{OOC: DGM PICNIC, EVENT-STYLE! You can show up before she's finished setting up or after. Of course the Black Order members are welcome. Any friends of in-game characters who have a reason for being there (like Ashton who was invited) are welcome too! Noah, Akuma, and other questionable characters are free to show, but don't be surprised if you have a less-than-welcome welcome that made lead to getting kicked out?}

[Lockon had two plans after the past few days he's had:

1) Drinking.
2) Bowling.

They both seemed like good ideas at the time.]

((ooc: Short and sweet! Lockon will be at the Club part of the evening, with the occasional trip to the bowling alley/arcade. Haro is with him, but might be asleep, and he'll be in various stages of drunk depending on who tags.))

[Audio]

-- hell are my weapons? --- annoying place --- that idiot--- something to do with--- useless thing.

[Half mutters come through between the cigarette in his mouth as the sound of more buttons being pushed filters through.]

[Video]

[The video shows up and his one blue eye looks down at the recording device. It captures his face, including his eye-patch and the cowboy hat he always wears, as well as the lit cigarette between his lips.]

Someone better have an explanation for this.

[Those are the last words he utters before pocketing the device, deeming it useless, and continues on with his exploration.]


[OOC: Sorry for the late arrival. XD]

[At first, Mileina looks concerned, and she fiddles with the communicator before she's finally satisfied with it. Then she steps back, clasps her hands together, and smiles brightly!] Oh? There! Hello there everyone, my name is Miss Mileina Vashti! I am terribly sorry to interrupt whoever is listening right now, but I am currently in a bit of a predicament! I normally would not ask, but as are the circumstances, I am in need of some explanations, and possibly- no, most likely, assistance. I think there must have been some mix up, I must assure you, I'm a very harmless fair maiden!!

I'm afraid I can not currently offer any sort of reward, so I must just have faith that you will offer assistance out of the goodness of your pure heart! I will be faithfully waiting for a response! Thank you very much for your time, I appreciate it very much. [At this point she slightly lifts the hem of her skirt, and performs a quick curtsy, then rushes to turn the video feed off.]

[ At first, all you can see is a bouncing view of the prison. Bounce, bounce, bounce.

And then there's a chuckle, light at first, and then a little darker. ]

Well, this is quite the disappointment. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

[ Then a pair of round glasses, and the edges of a large, permanent smile. ]

I was in the middle of something ever so important.

[Jennifer's peering out the window, bouncing from foot to foot and anxiously waiting for her two new guests to arrive!]

[They didn't get lost did they?]

[frowns]

[Maybe she should go looking for them...]

((ooc: backdated to breakfast hours))