[There is a not very happy Guardian in the dome. Appropriately enough she is over by the beach where she awoke this morning. She is rather nicely dressed. Even though her demeanor is pleasant, it is quite obvious she isn't thrilled to be here]

If this is someone's idea of a joke, it's not a very good one. I appreciate the location, but this is not amusing. I want to know where Haruka is and where my daughter is.

[Someone just woke up in the butterfly pavilion. He's laying quietly in the grass, watching the brightly colored wings fluttering around. One lands on his nose and he sneezes.]

[ a gasp of hard breath and Harry has rolled, snapped on to his knees, with nothing but the aftermath of a bludger to the head reminding him of the pain of a few moments ago, or so it seems

he could nearly grasp it in his hand, the pain of your skull sliding in to two and the way your stomach draws up your throat, as if the hole in your head means that your insides leak upwards. but all there was to feel was the hard ground and the absolute anger in his chest.

if he had found McLaggen that very second he would have hexed him in to a fucking puddle. only that, the next second the anger waned and fizzled out on his dry tongue. his wound, it seemed to rushed fingers, had healed and he was no longer clad in quidditch robes; rather, the greying pyjamas that Harry associated with the hospital wing.

a city, so far away from the turrets he knows that he cannot begin to say, and he's here wandless and cloakless. the one moment he didn't have both of them on him. --Ron, and Hermione and Dumbledore.

Harry Potter is a boy blinking a bit stupidly at the communicator and slotting his glasses back up his face. treat him nicely, he's got all the sense as someone who's just received an angry meteorite to the back of the head ]

[[Voice]]

Fufufu~ This is punishment? For the genius Harold Belserius, this is a supreme microcosm brimming with unknown sciences and data just lying in wait for me! [The voice is in fact a woman's, not a man's like the proudly proclaimed name would lead you to think; high-pitched and rapidfire like she's absolutely ecstatic to be here. Which she really is. But it shifts in the next second to a much flatter tone]

But you know, this message here is pretty useless? As if one couldn't immediately understand this situation. Replace it with something more informative! --Though I suppose it is necessary to explain these things to the idiots. And uneducated masses.

SPEAKING OF, QUESTION. Name of the world or planet you inhabited before being incarcerated here. Quick, quick~!

[[Action]]

[In one of the nicer residential areas, a very colorful and outlandishly dressed, pink-haired lady is sitting on the pavement, one of the robots that frequent the Sector on the ground in front of her in a crumpled heap-- its torso cracked wide open, and an arm detached and slung across her shoulder. A few meters down the street is its charred and still smoking head.

She's humming an upbeat tune to herself as she gleefully rips out parts and wiring here and there from the bot, making some examinations before either casting aside, or adding to the small pile in her lap]


[[ooc: GO AT HER GUYS I AM SLEEPING IN A FEW. I WILL TAG EVERYONE WITH LOVE WHEN I WAKE UP ♥]]

[He's not a big guy by any stretch of the imagination, not tall enough to loom or broad-shouldered enough to look like he could bull through a brick wall, but there's something intimidating about him. Maybe it's the way he stands; he's unarmed, but moves like a man who can handle himelf in a fight. Maybe it's the stright line of his mouth; he's clearly unamused and ready to get answers by any means necessary. Then again, maybe it's the way his eyes glow; that's clearly not natural.]

You've got maybe five minutes before you get to see me really upset. You might want to explain what's going on before that happens.

[There is a very disorientated Zoid in Sector 4 today. There is new software on his mainframe he doesn't remember having before and Raven's nowhere in sight. Shadow does not like this at all.

A low, unhappy grumble echoes from him. Where has master gone? He shifts and walks around a bit, scanning the place. Not recognisable. Hm...they'd been many places before. Perhaps this is one they have not. Either way, he needs to find master. Raven won't be pleased if he's missing for long. So he sets off at a steady trot, gears whirring softly. He'll fly later if he has to, but Raven can't be far...right?]

[Behold, the muttering of a man who has no idea how to work a headset properly!]

Is this thing... no, that's not... what's the point of having a cell-phone sponsorship anyway, if you can't get extra-planetary service? Not even roaming? Honestly.

[A long-suffering sigh.]

Here we go... [He clears his throat.]

Look, not arranging this kind of thing with my agent would have been a stupid idea when I was working for Gotham, but I'm pretty sure kidnapping me without clearing it first with my legal team counts as an actual act of war now. You know, against the United States. So maybe someone should be double-checking on this? Having your people call my people? Getting me a half-caff mocha frappé with double whip and skim milk? And preferably a ticket home? I never did get the hang of the thing that records shows off the cable box, so before The Late Show would be best.

Someone get on that.

[After a minute, sounding a little unsteady... because actually, yes, this is pretty creepy and worrisome...]

And, uh... keep freedom free.

[FREEDOM OUT.]

[ Say hello to Gunn, folks.

Is anyone interested in the fact that he seems to be trying to make a weapon out of tree branches using a knife he pilfered from the kitchen? Look, you took his hubcap axe, a guy's gotta do what he can.

If not, what about the fact that he's giving passersby a pretty practiced stink eye? Yeah that's right. Keep walking. ]

Okay, check it out, I'm only saying this once. Somebody needs to let me up out of here cause I already did the whole alternate dimension thing. It was called Pylea.

[ Hmm, needs more bravado. ]

...And me and my friends whooped its ass. Yeah, and Cordelia, she became princess. So I'm just saying. Y'all don't want to be next, right?


[ ooc: stick him anywhere you feel like for action, do whatever you like. i'm the opposite of picky, and he's doing the exploration thing! ]

[When the video feed opens, it shows a confused looking Allen staring at the communicator. Timcampy, the small golden golem, can be seen perching on his shoulder.]

...Hello? [He sounds cautious, wary of whoever might answer. He's quiet for a moment, considering what to say. When he does speak, the young man's voice is carefully controlled, neutral and polite. Many months of experience on lying and acting coming into play very easily.] This is Allen Walker. Would anyone mind taking a moment out of their time to answer my questions?

[It was really pretty confusing, to find yourself in a strange city, in front of what looked like a movie theater. He had been at home, hadn't he? And the thing that was suddenly on his when he woke up was making a ton of noise. So needless to say, it had gotten pulled off his face. He had never seen anything like it before...]

[Fuuma leaned up against the wall of the building, sliding down to sit. You aren't supposed to wander around when you get lost, right? That just makes it harder for people to find you. But if he could hear voices from the device in his hands, maybe it was like a phone? After some fiddling with the buttons on the thing, the video function clicks on. The 11 year old that appears on the screen might be rather familiar to a few people who have been in the prison for a while. He looks a bit nervous, and maybe a little upset, but his voice is pretty even.]

Excuse me? Can anyone hear me? I was wondering if anyone could give me directions back to the Tokagushi Shrine...

[He doesn't look sure if anyone can actually hear him through the thing, but it was worth a shot. If not, Fuuma will at least try to spot someone nearby and ask them.]


((OOC: Meet 11 year old Fuuma Monou, Marina! Don't worry, he's taken from before Saya died, so he won't go crazy on you. But if you throw a creeper at him, he will likely run for the hills.))

[ hear some "ow ow ow" in the background, the sounds of clothing being brushed off ]

... oh. Hey, this isn't where I went to bed.

[Here, Marina, have a Nepeta curled up in a towel pile and wailing loudly.]

CAAAIIIIIIIIN! Efurrybody's goooone! [Fefurry and Terezi and Kanaya are, at the very least. :((]


[[ooc:I registered on the ooc post, and since I was never removed from the comm, I figured this was fine!]]

[There's a young man standing in a hall, hand to his head as though he's trying to keep it from toppling. After a few moments, he straightens up and shakes off whatever it is that's bothering him, or tries to, only to wince in discomfort an instant later. He looks a little banged up, sweat and dirt dried against his skin. Darker marks--blood maybe?--can be seen in a couple of places on his person. He blinks glowing eyes and looks around, shock clear on his features. He doesn't recognize this place.]

Cloud? Cloud?

[If looks could kill, Acumen would be adding to the list of possible charges against Kurama. He's in human form, but just barely. The flecks of gold in his eyes would be enough to warn anyone familiar with the legendary thief to be wary. His youki seems to tremble on the verge of a complete transformation, as though something is holding it back, and Kurama is sorry to say that the something isn't him. He's been sealed, and if there is one thing Kurama loathes, it's being trapped.]

Who is responsible for this?

[ The young pink-haired woman on camera has had time to get her thoughts in order and her emotions masked away. It's obvious she was far from home, without backup, and had no ready intelligence on where an escape option might lie. The device she was provided with was likely bugged, and hacking the interface was a timely process.

Why she was not restrained, or stuffed in a cell, or standing with armed guards anywhere nearby was a mystery to her. One thing was clear: she was not the only one here, and someone was bound to be listening. ]

I am Amaia Kepler, of Celestial Being. [ Words that, hopefully, carry the proper weight with them. Green eyes stare calmly ahead, presumably at whomever is responsible for her incarceration. ] I know why I have been imprisoned, and you understand the consequences.

[ Tough talk for a tiny girl, right? Don't let her pink hair and magenta uniform fool you; she means business. ] Even if I am released immediately, I cannot promise this facility will last for very long. I will listen to your demands, but do not expect any information in exchange.

[ Feldt understands that the safety of the information she carries is worth far more than her life. She might not be rescued, but she will be liberated from this fate one way or the other.

She glances away, uncertainty gripping her for a moment before she looks ahead once more. Some of that resolve is pushed aside as she reaches out with words that carry her hope with them. ] If any allies can hear me, please respond. [ Her logic takes over once more -- her final words are firm. ] This channel is not secure.

[ Click. ]


((OOC: Action open to people near the dolphin observation deck! --I should say she's AU from S2, replacing Lyle as Gundam Meister in the story, for those who care~

ETA: all privacy remains there even if I don't put it in every subject line because deleting those is a pain.;;; ))

[Tap tap tap.

Tap tap tap.

Tap.

Finally, she gets the video function on. She's angry, but it's a cold anger - the sort that can erupt at any moment.]

If anyone can assist me in getting out of this abominable place, I can pay you any amount of money.

Annoying human toys.

[Even if he's always wanted to be one. A pair of dark ears flick within the screen of the camera as the device is tossed to the ground. It's useless and irritating to wear on his ears.]

Noisy.

[He leaps up into a tree and out of view, a small bell chiming to accompany the movement. He remembers this place. He'll simply wait for one of those over-sized human made creatures to get answers from. And possibly take his frustrations out upon. Unless something more interesting catches his eye...]

(ooc: Replies will likely have to come after work!)

Well, well... what an intriguing place this is. ♥♥

[ there is a faint but almost sinister sounding "lero, lero" in the background ]

Don't be so suspicious, child. You'll get wrinkles.

((OOC: The Earl is in his standard form, not his human one, no matter what the icons say. XD))

[There is a low groan from whoever is wearing the device and some shifting, like something is brushing against the microphone. Then a somewhat disoriented voice comes through...]

Huh? What the hell is this? [Is slightly muffled as the device is moved and jostled some more before the video blinks on to show a confused, and slightly ruffled, navy blue skinned young man with stark white, short, feathery hair. He looks like he can't be much older than 16, in fact you could swear he's a lot younger by his boyish looks. And no matter your orientation you could say he's kinda pretty, even under the bruising. He stares back into the thing with indigo eyes, tilting the angle a bit before turning it away. He's taking a closer look at the device, you can hear him fiddling with it and while he does you get a lovely view of the Guardian Tree that he's sitting near.

The view is whipped back to him, his brow furrowed with a little frustration before he shuts the feed off.]

...

[His frequency comes through a few minutes later, just voice this time.] You people call this place a prison? It's a fucking luxury in comparison to the real deal.

[Then, somewhat muttered to himself.] This has to be some kind of joke.

Helloooo?  [An annoyed groan.]

Tch, fuck this. [And he's impatient too. Click.]

((ooc: Anyone is welcome to run into him, he's going to be roaming around.))

[Tap tap. Tap tap tap. Have a scaley purple face, Marina.]

Hey, is this thing on? ... Okay, good.

First of all, has anyone seen a dragonfly around? His name's Sparx, and I think we got separated.

Second, where am I? Did I go through another portal? I probably shouldn't have taken that left after Dragon Shores.

That's... it, I think.

[He does know that electronics and water don't normally mix, so you can get an upside-down view of the pool as he shakes off his communicator and glides over the pool, doing a summersault in midair and diving down into it. Hey, who knows? There could be gems there!]

[After gnawing on his communicator for a bit, Repede is walking around the asylum with his nose to the floor. There are a lot of different scents all mingling and mixing with each other in this place, but he's sure he can smell a few familiar ones. Like Yuri's. And Flynn's. And Judith's.]

[He's a dog on a quest. feel free to aid him!]

-s useless Muggle contraption-

[Congratulations, Marina, you are now plus one (1) Very Unhappy Death Eater. Bellatrix hates being wandless and thus decidedly more vulnerable; it reminds her too much of her time in Azkaban. Clearly the best solution to this problem is to start threatening people until someone coughs it up. It has to be around here somewhere...]

I'm only to going to ask once. Where. Is. My. Wand? Speak up, now. I don't like to be kept waiting.

[Action open to people in the shelter and park. She isn't running down tables yet but she she is clearly looking for something. Or somethings.]

[After the cake fight, Gilbert thoroughly retreated to his room. He spent a while thinking, then decided he needed to figure out who all was here. So he turns on the video, then pauses for a moment... He might not know everybody so he should say something that most people from his world would know about.]

How many people here are in association with the Abyss or Pandora?

[Private to Oz Vessalius]

I need to talk to you, Oz.

[Ion read the welcome message and even listened to some of the information. And then he figured out how to turn on the communicator. The boy you will be seeing might be familiar to some of you...but at the same time...something about the way he's dancing and grinning will probably strike all who knew this boy's replica as odd.

He's laughing so hard.]

Hey! Hey, this place... This place doesn't have the score! ...This place is...it's completely free! Ahaha...! How delightful! [Giggle.] It's great!

[hey, Marina. there is a tall, tan blond man in your pet cafe, and he is shocked. appalled! he has in his arms a pig-bunny-looking-thing and he holds it up to the communicator accusingly]

How can you guys resist this adorable face?!

I can't believe there are so many of them just -- languishing away here! Rappigs are social animals, people. They need love and attention! Your love and attention.

Come on. Where are my volunteers? [he transfers the rappig under one arm and puts his free hand on his hip, expectant]

[...yes, shockingly, you may find Peony in the pet cafe, fussing over the rappigs]

[The voice clicks on to the sound of a young man who isn't sure what he's doing.] This is insane--! I don't even know what this thing is, let alone how to use it.

[Another voice appears! ...Sounds.] No, no, you're not doing it right. You've got to hit the buttons again. [Sokka reaches over, pressing the buttons randomly. Let there be video! And then private and then not private and then voice and then video again!]

Wait, hold on. --I think it's working now. [It actually started working some time ago, as viewers can probably tell.] Uh. Hi... I guess. I mean, if you can hear this.

Tell them we aren't supposed to be here!

I was going to!

[Sokka is peeking back and forth around Zuko's shoulders trying to get a better look at his screen while ignoring his own.]

I had plans! Suki is going to kiiiiill me. [He clears his throat and stands up straighter so part of his head is out of frame.] I mean, not that she'd do that. She's pretty into the Sokka-man. [Heh. Sokka-man. He just came up with that. It sounds manly.]

[Ugh, just. Angry and impatient gesturing.] Would you stop talking about your girlfriend and focus on what's important here? [Good thing they've got experience in breaking out of prisons together.]

Yeah, yeah, I was getting to it! [He gives the screen a very serious look.] Is there food?


(OOC: Joint post for Sokka and Zuko from Avatar: The Last Airbender. Everyone is welcome. Network responses will be answered separately by either or both of them. Action will be threeway style. If you know what I mean~)

Is it really necessary for everyone to be so damn loud? What part of settling in quietly like a normal person is difficult to follow?

[A beat.]

By the way, if anyone is looking for a place to stay, the Idiot King, Tamaki Suoh, is desperately looking for some roommates, especially of the male variety~.

Who all is interested? Let me know~!

[Video turns on to display the face of one very grimy, weather-worn, and angry young woman.]

Dr. Stanislaus Braun, if this is you being a sick fucker, I will find a way to kill you.

...and if this is aliens again, so help me, I'll crash the whole fucking ship myself.

[ Here is the image of a woman - very beautiful, but very distraught. Angry, confused, scared, all of that kind of stuff. For a long moment, she doesn't do anything but look pitifully at the camera, before she takes in a sharp breath. Then...: ]

Haaaaaaaaaruhi---! [ Could that get any louder? Sorry, guys. ]

Are you here? I've been looking for you! I checked the clothing stores and the pet shops and the restaurants and the movie theater and the arcade and the clubs! I also checked some school building and the library and the computer labs, in the off chances you might be somewhere boring like that!

Everyone, I'd like to file a missing person alert! I'm looking for one Fujioka Haruhi; Japanese, about 5'1", blood-type O, born on 4 February, fifteen years old! She has big magic brown eyes and brown hair styled in a cute pixie cut, even though she'd look cuter with long hair...! And - very important! - if you find her with some flamboyant-looking blond boy who looks like a shady character, make sure you throw something heavy at him and then get her away from him as soon as possible! Be careful! He'll molest your children!

Suou Tamaki, you over-sized bug - I know you're here. If you're holding my daughter hostage, trying to keep her all to yourself, I will find you. So if you know where my precious baby is, you need to let me know immediately!

[ She calms down a bit, taking a moment to collect herself. There is a lot of energy stored in this body! Her mood suddenly changes to be a lot sweeter, and she offers a calm smile at the camera~ ]

My name is Fujioka Ranka, and I would appreciate it so much if any of you would please help me find my daughter~ I'm sure there are some caring men out there who understand what a scary situation this must be, for a parent to be separated from their only child and thrown into some crazy sci-fi prison on the same day...~ Please help me? ♥

Ah. Good day. If I am not mistaken, then I— [ . . . ] I have been informed of the terms of my imprisonment. I understand them in full.

. . . By that condition, I would like to inquire why our warden has not also been similarly imprisoned. [ c h e e r f u l l y ] It seems a strange flaw to overlook in a broad judgment. Of course, I would address this privately to the intelligence behind the artificial, but I have yet to hear mention of any! Nor of the law or trials which led to this verdict! Thus, if some better explanation is available, I would appreciate it.

[ deep breaths. steadiest. breaths. ]

Thank you for your time.

[A masked man dressed all in black appears on the video, a little smile on his face.]

Well, you don't see this every day. I'm used to being surrounded by water but this is a bit much, don't you think?

[ guess who's back in the dome, marina? a certain blonde magician (with both his eyes, thank you very much) is currently aimlessly wandering the streets of marina, with no apparent destination in mind.

if you remember him, you're welcome to come up and say hi! ]


((ooc: have a fai, with previous marina memories! :D well, all of them minus keri!fay memories.))

I am finally receiving the punishment I so rightly deserve, I see, strangely timed as it is. At the very least, there don't appear to be any of them around. That is fortunate. It's almost a safehouse in comparison rather than a prison.

[Her voice is soft, her eyes downcast, accepting of this situation and her crimes as she muses to herself.]

I don't completely understand it...

[Her posture is straight despite her confusion, full of discipline. It's not really that she's suddenly in this mystical underwater prison that perplexes her, though. It's--]

...genocide. Such a sentence is ill-fitting.

[ooc | ZOMBIES ARE TOTALLY A CULTURAL GROUP. Saeko Busujima from High School of the Dead!]

I would never break the laws of my kingdom, much less those imposed by my own father. I suspect magic is at work, again. When will you sorcerers realize that it's futile to go against a prince of Camelot? If anyone belongs in a prison, it's those that commit magic and threaten the lives of my people -

[Oh look, a tiny robot] And just what in the world are these creatures?!

[come find Arthur the prat prince poke at a robot with his awesome stick. Yes, the stick he picked up from the ground.]

[ Marina, you are being treated to the face of this incredibly handsome dwarf. look at those sparkling eyes, full of strong emotion. look at that noble brow, gentled just perfectly by that smart widow's peak. that wonderful, expressive mouth...

which is currently expressing a frown. ] Prison, hm? Well, it's not the first time, though I prefer not to make a habit of it. Given my surroundings, I will wager Acumen is not employed by the Chantry or the City Guard. It's like a madman's tale; like something I, myself, would spin over a pint bought by someone else's coin.

However, my good audience, I have a question of the utmost importance.

[ his expression goes cold. ] Who kidnapped Bianca?

[ a beat, and then he smiles. ] Answer truly, and we can all be friends.

[Somewhat scruffy and nervous Xion peering into the screen.]

Um…excuse me? I’m looking for Officer Sakura Haruno from the…[what was it again…] fourth division! Getting arrested is kind of something she should know. And, um…

…Nnoitra Jiruuga from the sixth division could work, too, but Sakura really would be better…

[[ooc: AU Xion from an old RP~]]

[The gentleman on screen certainly doesn't look like someone who would be arrested under any penal code whatsoever, let alone like he could possibly be a threat to others. Though he's tall, he also appears quite frail, being rather thin and having prematurely white hair. He's also smiling, of all things. Who gets kidnapped to a prison they've never heard of before and smiles?]

Well. It's a lovely setting at least, isn't it? Though I am rather worried about the paperwork that's going to build up in my absence. I was already behind, and now this.

Fuck this aquarium.

[No fumbling or fussing; looks like this one got the hang of the communicator without any trouble.] Larxene? This where they've been hiding you?



((OOC: AU Nnoitra Jiruga at your service! Extra info here.))

[ Being part of a paramilitary organization was bound to have its repercussions, and being "tried" and "incarcerated" for her "crimes" (property destruction, various forms of assault) was something that she had expected.

But with things moving quite smoothly at Krung Thep, it jarred Chall to find herself in prison so suddenly, specially when she had been in the middle of doing something important. After spending some time to study the communicator, and pulling up whatever information she can, she then opens the video feed. ]

Is there a way to call home?

There are people I need to notify of my absence immediately.

[ Keeping as calm and polite as she can, like the responsible adult she strives to be; but the knot in her brows betray doubt and discomfort. ]


(( OOC: This be Chall Acustica of Gundam 00P, and she's wandering around sectors 2, 3 and 4. :3c ))
 

Waaaaaaaah! Germany! Germany! Where are you?! I was just taking a nap after lunch and I woke up in this really scary place and there was this thing [He points at one of the bots looking at him curiously] Was right here! It's scaaaaaary! And there's no pasta! I can't live in a world with no pasta! No pasta and this scary thing! [points at the bot again]

[ooc: He hasn't gone anywhere so he doesn't know there is pasta]

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH??

[A blonde haired beauty pops onto the screen, holding the camera before her in horror and frustration. She looks like an angel sent from heaven above and indeed she is with long locks of beautiful blonde hair, _{and an incredibly low neckline}. Only the words coming out of this angel’s mouth are anything but pure. She growls, tossing aside the sweets in the welcome basket in a fit of rage. She’s just finished reading the rules of the asylum.]

Fucking shit! What the hell do you mean there’s no sex!? OI Stocking!

[A glare into the camera, a deep scowl on her pretty face.]

You better show yourself and get your fat ass over here fast. _{It reeks here of abstinence!} [Shudders] Don’t tell me I’m stuck in Virginville!

[Flipping her hair, she puts a hand on her waist, head high as she glances haughtily back into the screen.]

Now then! Acuming or whatever the fuck your name was, I want my panties back.

...A prison? This has to be a joke.

This isn't the airport or even the place where I was headed to--

This is so not good at all! This is a disaster. This wasn't how things were supposed to go-- if this is a kidnapping, you've definitely got the wrong person! Do you even know who I am?!

[She just stomps her foot, in frustation] Ahhh. What am I going to do? Even my cellphone doesn't work...wait, what's this--

[Well someone now takes notice of the device. She presses some random buttons while trying to figure out how to use it. She figures it's worth a try to call for help-- well, if it it did work, unlike her cellphone]

Hello?! Is this thing even on? Can anyone hear me? Saji?! ...Anyone?!

If anyone heard that, and knows their way out of this place, just...someone please help me! I need to find the quickest way out of this place and fast.

[ooc; ...yeah she's totally being loud/dramatic on purpose :< ]

[He's been quiet, watching the message, reading the brochure and listening to various people over the communicator. All while walking through the sectors and taking in the sites, remembering the layout and area for future references.

After he familiarised himself well enough, the man smile and speak in a pleasant, friendly voice.]

A prison? It's quite not what I'm expecting to find myself in. But it looks like I'll be staying here for a while.

[Despite how he sounds, he's worried over not being with the boy as he like.]

Ugh, this place is really lame. I mean, first time out of the mansion and this is where I end up? [ Luke stares at the courtyard, mulish expression plastered across his face. That's it, if he was going to live here, he was going to live here. ]

[ Standing tall on his chair, he propped one knee up on the table, turning on the device he had (surprisingly) not destroyed after waking up with a splitting headache. ]

Listen up. I am Luke fon Fabre and in the name of my Uncle, I claim this dome as a territory of the
Kingdom of Kimlasca! I don't care what you do, just don't cause me any trouble. You hear that?!

[ Plopping back down in his seat, Luke rubbed at his temples, forgetting the device was still on, and muttered. ] Man, this place really sucks…

((ooc: Sector 5 outside the cafe for the action if you want it! Also, Luke was pulled straight from the beginning of the game just after Luke's and Tear's resonance pulls them to Tataroo Valley. canon details, what are those ))

When did I wake up back here again? And I can't find Mikage around either.

Allen? Lavi? Kairi?

I guess it's a little much to ask if anyone I know is still around.

Let's play a game, shall we? It's been far too long, hasn't it?~

Any bets on how long it will take a certain little demon king to track me down?

I'll take the winner out to dinner. My treat!~

Otherwise, it seems that today is quite the busy day for you all, hmm? What a change in pace!

[ At first, the video is very pink with a cavernous black pit in the centre, but after some fiddling (and nonsensical jargon) there are two, beady black eyes peering into the camera. It's a squirrel. To the keen eye, one will also see it -she- has a definite gloss over her face. ]

Um. Hello out there?

I'm sorry ta be a pricker pear, but I'm sorta lookin' fer mah friends.

Folks around here haven't seen hide nor hair of 'em and no one's even heard of Bikini Bottom.

[ What folks? Everything behind her seems gray, or maybe blue. Wait. There's some fish passing by. Fish? ]

So if any of y'all on this dangle knows what I'm talkin' about, or if you've seen anyone by the name of Spongebob Squarepants or Patrick Star, please give me a holler. My name is Sandy Cheeks. Much obliged...

[While sitting at the bar with a glass of wine in his hand --

Yes, of course the first objective he completes is get some alcohol in his system...] All right, no more playin' around now.

Where might one such as I take back my stolen weapon? I desperately need it on my person.

Also, any information you know about this prison would be appropriate to tell me. That is, if you value your lives.