[voice]
09 November 2010 at 08:34 am
Excuse me - is this thing working?...

[A long pause before the voice (a kid's voice) starts speaking again.]

Thank you to whoever gave me the information about Marina. I was just wondering...is this really a prison?

[It doesn't seem so bad. It REALLY doesn't seem so bad. Aren't prisons supposed to be awful? ... He takes a few seconds before speaking again. This second question is something he kind of needs to know, but he's not sure which answer he wants to hear - on the one hand, he really wants to see his friends; on the other hand, from what he's seen in the information pamphlet...things, them being here would be a bad thing...

He asks anyway.]

... Also - has anyone named Ron Weasley or Hermione Granger arrived here?
[ VOICE ]
09 November 2010 at 09:12 am
Can someone tell me where Roxas was staying?

Kinda have something I need to pick up there.

[He DID make a promise, afterall.]
Mood: sympathetic
[voice/video/action]
09 November 2010 at 05:19 pm
[He's just.....going to stare past the screen at his surroundings. For a long time. GUESS WHERE MINATO WOKE UP. Yup, shower stall.]

.....This is prison?


[ooc: go and find him in the shower stall. you know you want to. and I'm so sorry Kay and Li for changing my intro post u_u.]]
[Action | Closed]
09 November 2010 at 06:39 pm
God-Emperor Fou-Lu
[Fou-Lu passes through the snowflakes, which seem to follow his wake a little longer than they would for a regular person. The god has been overtaken by the familiar icy chill of his anger, and the cause must be corrected immediately.]

[But in this case, violence isn't the answer. No, he's on his way to request that Axel be collared. Loathsome as it is to involve others, Fou-Lu will not wait around to see someone else hurt or killed before acting. Not this time.]

[It's not urgent enough to fly, as Mami should soon be in Ryu's company, and the others can handle themselves long enough for Defense Force intervention. But he's still walking at a brisk pace and avoiding any social encounters by taking side roads. The last thing he needs is a distraction, and he would be terrible company right now, anyway.]
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09 November 2010 at 07:00 pm
Terezi Pyrope
[ He really brought this on himself. If Eridan wasn't going to request his very own recuperacoon, the others would have to take matters into their own hands.

Eridan's habits weren't hard to peg down. Today, when he was out and about; to go to the beach, or whine at a human about his problems, you know... shit Eridan does, Terezi made her way into his apartment (what's property damage?), and left a little treat for him above the front door -- a bucket. Not just any bucket, though! A bucket filled with ~sopor slime~.

This was for his own good.

....and her amusement. Of course she's sticking around to watch the aftermath; patiently waiting to witness his reaction from her hiding spot behind another door. ]


((ooc: Closed to Eridan and anyone who has any business being involved in this and/or is brought to Eridan's place. Looking at you, trolls~))
Mood: mischievous
[Video|Voice|Action|Open]
09 November 2010 at 07:33 pm
Alma Karma
Hey, is everybody awake now? I have a question and I don't want to leave anybody out.

[And here is Alma at the library looking very serious, because he has thought long and hard about this, read some books, and even wrote down all the questions he thought he should ask, but this is the Most Important of them all. And now that he has an audience...]

So, what do you guys like about sex?

[See, Suzaku? He's not just asking Q. He's asking everyone.]
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09 November 2010 at 09:30 pm
[So he's been cooped up for a little too long. Joshua knows this and in his heart he realizes that he's receding back to what he had been like before arriving here. While he doesn't wish for that to happen, he cannot really find any reason to be motivated to even leaving his little place in Sector Five, save for the rare instance here and there.

Right now is one of those times. Joshua has made his way to the arcade, one of his key spots before so many people started to show up. He meanders around each and every game, drawing his fingers across the surface. It's been a while since he's been here. Joshua giggles. It's almost nostalgic at this point. Ah well...

He settles on one of those old shooting gallery games, picking up the plastic fake fun and tapping his fingernails on it. Might as well give it a go, right?

The best part? He never misses his target.]