[This was not where he last remembered being. And the chain is not something he remembers either. The basket is useful only for the information it provides that he had not had before. He has no memory of being moved, but his change in location, the addition of the restraint, and the basket implies everything otherwise.]

The warden seems to have made up its mind about my stay here. [deadpan]

Are there others who have been kept?

Since we have new arrivals and for those who don't know me, my name is Lyle Dylandy and I'm the History teacher. The first class will be held today for anyone interested in attending and it won't conflict with the baseball game.

[It's MOVING DAY for the Feys!

Having accepted Jennifer's offer for them to live with her and the other housemates, Maya and Pearl are spending part of the morning moving their belongings over, with some assistance from Jennifer, so that it's all done before the baseball game coming up.

The cousins spent plenty of time packing up yesterday, but it's really a fairly small load since it's mostly identical sets of clothing, Steel Samurai merchandise, a few books, and toys. Still, they're taking a few trips back and forth between the Shelter and their new home so as to not overburden themselves.

On these trips, they're also accompanied by Missile the Ditto, who is helping carry a few small things while she isn't taking the form of boxes herself.]


((OOC: Feel free to run into them anywhere along their path! (I think the house is in Sector 5 4 but Parsnip just disappeared so I won't be able to confirm until later.) But it's probably best to keep the at-house thread to just housemates and anyone else who has a reason to be there.))

[ From what can be seen on by the camera, there is a little girl that some might recognize as being recently here. Black shirt and pants, turquoise libra on the chest, black hair, greyish skin, and red-tinted shades. Tereziis standing in front of a disused building. Some may recognize it as the defunct Justice & Co. law office, even if they don't see the sign that is covered in drool.

If it was possible to look elated and infuriated all at once, Terezi was one to do just that. She was back in this place, which was just as well. But this, what she was witnessing, was bullshit. ] What is this travesty?

[ She points at the window with her cane. ] Why are these doors locked?

[ Then she points at the door. ] How can the lights be off? [ At least, she presumed, because she didn't smell anyone around. She folds up the cane into its pieces and sets it on the ground before rising from her crouch. ]

Who's responsible for this?! As a future Legislacerator, I'm insulted!

The doors to justice-- [ Terezi gripped her chain in both hands, heaving it as she continued. ] -- must always be -- [ Then, with all her strength and the additional weight from the restraint, slammed through the door with a M1GHTY CR4SH! ] --OPEN!

[ If anyone needs her, she'll be going inside to scope the place out. ]

A prison. Under the sea. For the rest of my life. Tell me this is a joke. Parks, a beach, a library... Are you even sure this is a prison? Because it doesn't really sound like it.

Okay, fine, I admit, I screwed up in the past. Yeah, I did all those things. But does that really warrant being here until I die? Can't I get out faster on good behavior or something? And are these chains really necessary?

Damnit. Don't I at least get a phone call? It's really important. I have to give my younger brother a message so he'll know where I am and what to do while I'm here. He's just a kid and doesn't have anyone else...

What did you say your name was? Acumen? Hey! Is anyone even listening to me?

...

This place sucks. And what the hell is a computer anyway...

[After listening to over the communicator for a while, she decides it might be time to say something. She can't stand feeling alone, and talking to people always made her feel better. If you knew her, this would be a lot more subdued than she normally sounds.]

Um, hello? My name’s Rinoa. I just arrived today so, I thought I’d better introduce myself! I’ve been listening for a little while now and, a lot of you sound so nice, which -- I guess I wasn't expecting. Though, I guess this does seem more like a Garden than a prison...

Oh - thank you for the welcome basket! It was really helpful. Especially the pamphlet, I‘d have been - er [slightly nervous laugh]- a bit lost without it.

[ sounds distracted ]

I can't find my cheerleader costume... [ pouty voice ] I wanted to wear it today.

Maybe the loli outfit, then... [ to someone off mic ] You can wear little bows on your ears.

[The video feed was at a peculiar angle. Between the foreground of grass and the background of the Butterfly Pavilion was what can be made out was a kneeling form -- white dress, golden corset, long lavender hair, and an arm adorned with a flower bracelet.

Her face could not be seen but one can easily make out sounds of sniffles, as the other arm went out of frame as the person wiped at her face. Moments later, the communicator is then picked up, cupped in her hands --]

H-hello, um...

My name is Sasha, and this may be a strange question to ask but -- I had recalled sleeping indoors the night before and I had woken up outside and... [she bites her lip briefly] restrained. Would anybody know how this had come to happen?

[The communicator turns on this time showing yet another confused, restrained inmate in a suit none the less. He's Looking around panicked, then he finds the note and his eyes widen. Prison?]

Um... this has got to be some sort of joke. [slightly panicked now] the children. I'm supposed to be helping save the children. Not be put in jail for.... [/he trails off]

Jack, Gwen? can someone explain this? Heck I'll even take The Doctor or John at this point...





[ooc: he's in the pet cafe]

[Her feet are beginning to hurt -- having had nothing to do in that place but walk for days -- and it comes out in the frayed edges of her tone.] Anyone know where I can get a pack of smokes around here? [Pauses, then adds.] Pianissimo Peches, preferably.

...hmm.

I don't remember any time passing, and yet I'm somewhere different in this place, and with the welcome message. [And that ball and chain. But no one really needs to know about that]

I suppose this means 'Acumen' wants me to stay awhile longer.

Hmm...Red? Are you here as well?

While I highly doubt the authority of this 'Acumen' is higher than that of the Vatican's and thus deserves an appropriate discipline, I'm willing to excuse this kidnapping as a mere mistake on the warden's part. [ Light cough. Now that's cleared up-]

Excuse me. I would like to inquire the whereabouts of one Allen Walker, Kanda Yuu, Madarao, Tokusa, and Tevak. Further assistance, however appreciated, is unnecessary.

Thank you.

[One of the newcomers is a great deal smaller than the rest, and has a tiny ball and chain to match. He's annoyed by all the twolegs around him, and the lack of a way out. He can move about, but the chain drags, and slows him down a bit. He tries to search for any way out, but he has his doubts that he will find one. There is water above, not sky, and that unsettles him even more. Sometimes a twoleg gets too close, and he responds with a slash, hoping to keep them at a distance.]

Stupid twolegs! Why should I be bound by your rules? I have nothing to do with twolegs, and I want nothing to do with them. My ways are not your ways.

YU! WHERE ARE YOU?!

[Alma is upset and there may be tears in his eyes--that he will not acknowledge so shut up--and he is glaring despite all of that.]

Yu, answer me! I know who you are now and I'll find you! We have to talk and I'm going to make you! If you don't...I...I...[he stumbles for a moment there] I'll do something you'll really regret!

[There's some sniffling, but he's going to completely ignore that, and have the most demanding and determined look on his face he can muster...which crumbles a little at the end.]

...Please?

[Have a slightly disoriented, yet VERY ANNOYED troll appear on the screen. Crashing waves and the occasional dolphin could be heard in the distance. Which lets just about anyone know he was still standing in the warm, white sand that was the ocean in Sector 4, except now his clothing was dry unlike it had been, as far as he knew at least, just a few moments ago and Vriska was nowhere to be seen! Hadn't they just been...]

-- Vriska, where the fuck did you go? I was talking to you!

[Seriously, how rude do you even have to be to just disappear like that. ...

As for the iron ball now on his right leg when it hadn't been there at all, well. He was pretty sure that Tavros had mentioned it to him just awhile ago, so ... Okay, so he had no idea how it got on him like this but he doesn't want it to be known by Vriska that it's there, so he's keeping his mouth shut about it. ... For now...]

Blah blah blah... There's got to be a mistake. Blah Blah who's in charge..

I'll make them pay, blah blah blah...

I'm a good person blah blah blah!

[Sigh]

Can't even find something new to say instead of going off just like about ninety percent of the people that are here. Gee. If we could be out of here, don't you think we would be by now? Do you even read what's on the screen?