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17 March 2012 at 02:37 pm
[It is said in many stories that vampires have no reflection, perhaps because they have no souls. They do, however, have an awareness: thoughts, feelings, even imagination. D's vampire half does not free him from desire or longing, and Puck's prank draws from him a strange, haunting scene that, oddly enough, is almost familiar in its domesticity.

Against the surface of a darkened shop window, a woman moves through a drawing room, her long white skirt trailing after her over the polished wooden floor. Her hair reaches to her waist, and is pulled back from her fair features by an elaborate series of braids and twists. She is beautiful, but most importantly, she is quite clearly human. As she moves through the room, another occupant comes into view: an adolescent dhampir with high cheekbones and hair as dark and nearly as long as her own. This is D in his youth, and he is seated beside a small table upon which two crystal glasses are set, each filled with a red liquid that seems set ablaze by the setting sun whose light shines through the window at his back. The first glass is D's; the second is held by a pale hand with long, tapered fingers tipped in short, sharp nails. The owner of the hand is obscured by shadow, but the woman goes to him after pressing a tender, motherly kiss to her dhampir son's forehead. She is pulled into shadow as she seats herself beside the almost unseen third occupant of the room, and while the words of welcome she is offered are indistinct, the calm, resonant timber of the individual's voice can be heard: a man's voice, much like D's.

Could the man in fact be a vampire, and D's father? Could this, perhaps, be a happy childhood that D was denied?]
[video/action → MINGLE] yeah, that's right
10 March 2012 at 01:16 pm
[The shelter is clearly equipped for a celebration to mark the changing of wardens. Everything is neat and tidy, with decorations and a generous food spread laid over the tables for the taking. There’s also the usual entertainment in the common areas – TVs, video games, movies. Maybe you can talk someone into an impromptu karaoke party. Why not? Sentience doesn’t mind.

There’s a party to be had, so get down with your bad self.



Need an invite? Aren’t quite sure what’s going on? Well, here’s a friendly neighbourhood Judith to explain it to you. The camera feed pans over a glammed up corner of the shelter’s common area before going back to her face. It’s clear she’s pleased by the set-up.
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If I had known this was planned, I would have made some special cupcakes.

[Are you wondering what goes into Judith’s special cupcakes? Keep wondering.]

I suppose after all the excitement from last night, it’s nice to have some fun and relax. I’m not sure it’s fair to have one party directly following another – but maybe I’ll get to make up for missed opportunities. [She wanted to kick a robot’s face in, okay.]



((OOC: Mingle post for Sentience’s party in the shelter! The shelter is decorated with streamers and there’s a feast spread! But only three types of ice cream, though. Create threads and tag amongst yourselves! It’s a celebration, anything goes. Backdated slightly to the early evening.

If you want to respond to Judith via video, feel free! There will be a thread for that right here! Notifs are turned off otherwise.))
[action | open]
07 March 2012 at 12:33 pm
[The aftermath of the rebellion has been rough on all of the participants, but for D, there are factors beyond the battle and Acumen's assault on Sentience's defenders that make his fatigue severe. As part of his restrictions in coming to Marina, he lost some of his resilience, and he is now paying for it. A dhampir was not meant to live underwater, even within a dome like the one that protects the residents of the prison. Between that and the fact that it's daytime, moving into noon (one of the worst hours of daylight for any dhampir), D is down, and he's not getting up. He can be found in one of the shelter rooms, resting on the couch, seemingly dead to any passerby who happens to be unfamiliar with vampires or their halfblooded children. The door is open, as D hardly had the energy to relocate to the solace of a dark place before falling into a healing stupor.]

[ooc: The first arrival gets to wake D up. Any subsequent arrivals will find him awake but resting and looking like death warmed over.]
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[ Event Mingle: ROUND TWO ]
03 March 2012 at 01:47 pm
[[Open to participants at the end of Round One!]]


[You wake up suddenly, and you're not where you were. But looking around, you find you're in... your own room. Your own bed. It's dark and quiet, late at night, and any friends and roommates you might have are there with you, still sleeping, or just waking up.]

[But something is wrong.]


((OOC: This mingle will function the same as the last mingle. Sentience will make a "prompt" comment for each new development, and then you respond to them and thread amongst each other. In this mingle you start out separated, so you are also welcome to use your communicators to video or voice chat with each other in response to each prompt comment. But you are only capable of speaking to other people who are in this mingle; you cannot hear, speak to, or communicate with anyone who isn't taking part in the event. So don't tag any other action or network posts on the community if you're in the event!))
[ Event Mingle: ROUND ONE ]
29 February 2012 at 05:52 pm
[Late afternoon in Sector 3, a slightly-built robot, different from the many that wander the facility, has gathered with a few of the inmates in front of the movie theater.]

[They're planning a party, or so they say.]

[...Within an hour they break away and head to an unremarkable, sealed building towards the dome wall of Sector 3. And then Sentience's party disappears inside it and they are not seen or heard from again for the rest of the day.]


((OOC: The first event mingle. Do not respond to the post itself! Sentience will make several comments over the next few hours. Each comment is a separate prompt, describing the action that's just happened and which is happening. Comment to a "prompt" comment to set your character in the mingle, so that other characters can tag you there! If you want to tag Sentience, Sentience will be making comments just like every other character so that you can interact with it directly.))
[Video]
25 February 2012 at 11:11 pm
So everyone's in agreement that the kisses that happened yesterday don't count, right...?

[Searching for confirmation here, because she definitely kissed more than she intended! One was already one too many. Even a day later she still looks red, and slightly embarrassed over it all. She thought going to bed after would help her forget it all, but instead she can't stop thinking about one in particular. The memory of Zero's lips cause her eyes to dance away from the screen. With a small cough she clears her throat.]

Is that normal for St. Xocolatl's Day?

[With idle hands, she fidgets a moment, before deciding to work on braiding her hair.]

I heard something about a holiday called White Day that's supposed to serve as follow up. Because there was an idea that after the last Holiday this was around the time of St. Xocolatl's Day. Or...however you measure time and holidays here. Please tell me it's not something equally as weird.

(OOC: Still finishing up kissing threads. If I missed one that someone wanted me to tag to poke me about it!)
[video | open]
25 February 2012 at 07:19 pm
[D is standing near the stables, leaning forward with his arms resting across the top rail of a fence. The fading light of dusk renders an almost Impressionist image blurred by shadows. A faint gleam in D's eyes may be a trick of the light, or perhaps an inheritance from the vampire half of his family.]

I have finalized arrangements for horseback riding lessons through the Education Center. I will be available on days ending in 2, 4 and 6. Lessons will begin at seven in the morning. If you have need of private instruction or wish to schedule a lesson outside of these times, speak with me personally.

[ooc: The course catalog entry is here for those who'd like to read it. Group lessons IRL usually take about an hour in the saddle alone. Students are also often expected to be responsible for basic care such as grooming, tacking up, and cooling down the horses before and after riding, so please keep that in mind. It's not unusual to spend two hours at the barn for a single group lesson. Private lessons more often run 30 minutes to just under an hour in the saddle, plus however long it takes to get through the aforementioned horsecare before and after riding.]
[mingle] Mistletoe Bots
13 February 2012 at 04:14 pm
[Lovely day for being in any open, common area of the dome, isn't it? Of course there is a chance of kissing bot, but it's always something in the underwater prison.]

(OOC: Check out the OOC post for details. Pucker up! Edit: Links for those with loading problems!)
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[Audio]
02 February 2012 at 08:42 am
[There's a brief silence at the beginning of the transmission, one filled with hesitation, but then a rough voice can be heard muttering something unintelligble, to be followed by a softer voice answering in a mild tone, though the words of the second speaker are also indistinct. An idea has occurred to the parasite--and to D, if the dhampir is honest with himself. It's the parasite, however, who drives D to make a brief statement for all to hear.]

If there are those who wish to ride the horses now housed within the dome, but have limited or no knowledge of them, I would be willing to offer assistance and instruction to any who require it.

[Given that all of the animals within Marina are unusually accommodating, D expects that the inherent risks of horseback riding may be mitigated, but that's no excuse for prospective riders to not be taught how to go about things properly. At the very least, it will save the horses from enduring the unpleasantries of inept handling. He would expect other horsemen and women within the dome to agree.]

[ooc: I know he just posted a few days ago, but as a rider, I couldn't get this idea out of my head, and his CR is kind of lending itself to the idea. I'd like D to start offering riding instruction on a regular basis as a class through Marina's educational program.]
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[Accidental Video? | Action]
01 February 2012 at 04:34 pm
[Leaning forward, hands on hips, Yuuki's eyes narrow as she stares, unimpressed, at one of the horses within the new stables. It's a tall, beautiful, sleek white mare. Thus far it's been the star of the day. It's beautiful, there isn't any denying that. And even if she doesn't know much beyond the basics when it comes to horses, it's clear this one is fit and in perfect shape.

Even still, she appears doubtful as she stares long and hard at the creature.]


You're not fooling anyone, you know.

[Which isn't fair. Not entirely. Even she's aware of that somewhere inside her. She speaks, as though it's perfectly normal and has a shared past with the creature before her.]

You can pretend to be innocent all you like, but I know what you innocent, pretty white horses are really like.

[ The only one she's truly familiar with is the most temperamental, bad-natured, insufferable horse imaginable. She won't forget the day it wounded her pride, and then kicked her.

... Right in the bottom. >///< ]


I'll take my chances on that black stallion across from you any day.
[Action | Open]
30 January 2012 at 07:43 pm
[It might seem strange to see D out and about in the early morning, given his vampire blood, but Acumen has made an announcement that interests him, and he's had enough rest recently, even with the bomb scare, to endure being active during the daytime. The dhampir can be found at the stables, running a gentle hand from each animal's withers down its back, inspecting the horses' condition by feel as well as by sight.

On the Frontier, horses are a vital part of life, although cyborg animals are more common then those left as nature made them. It's possible that D is old enough to remember a time when horses were as those here in Marina's stables, free of the cybernetic enhancements and computers which improved their endurance and often made them more obedient. A horse with a computer chip implanted in its brain to help modify its behavior is less likely to shy at a sudden noise in the woods, a definite advantage when those woods could very well contain werewolves and other less forgiving monsters.]
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The 152nd Day
30 January 2012 at 03:00 pm
Good morning, inmates. It is the 152nd day of the third generation. The weather will continue to be cool today.

Construction has been completed on the stable and riding arena requested by inmate Zero Kiryuu. All interested inmates are encouraged to visit the stable in Sector 6 and see the horses there.
[That's right, Marina: you now have ponies to ride.]

Inmate Tim Wayne, the item you requested is available for pick up at the entrance to the shelter in Sector 0.
[Video | Open//Filtered]]
28 January 2012 at 06:52 pm
[Video: Open to all]
Good evening, Marina. As you all have no doubt heard, there has been a threat to the Defense Force Headquarters. We are well aware of the situation and have already taken steps to ensure safety. It would be most helpful for everyone to remain calm.

Additionally, please do not cross the established perimeter surrounding the headquarters. [Which is easily spotted with the bright crime-scene like tape, and posted guards.]

We are available to answer any questions you have.


[Filtered to Defense Force]
Hello, Defense Force members. [A somewhat more official, yet still friendly, tone.] Suzaku would like to thank everyone for their adherence to his instructions. Those who are guarding the perimeter, please be vigilant about not allowing anyone through. Patrol members are instructed to report any concerning activity over official filters right away.

Anyone with abilities that allow them to withstand an explosion safely, please contact myself or Suzaku to volunteer for searches within or in the immediate area of HQ. Anyone else who feels they can assist in any way, please respond immediately.

As far as punishment for the perpetrator, it is still under consideration.

Please continue to assure the inmates that things are under control. The goal of this threat was panic, and we cannot allow that to occur. Remaining in close contact is essential, and please remember to use the official filters.

((OOC: I'm on my way out but I wanted to get this up! Lacus will answer tags when I get back, BUT Suzaku may also respond and/or people can discuss among themselves. o/ ))
[Video | Action | Filtered from Aidan] Forward dated to sometime after dark
27 January 2012 at 01:05 am
[Sometime after sun down, once Helix has successfully planted his little gift and escaped Axel. Helix decides it's high time to get the show on the road. The red head is probably still looking for him, so he's in a nondescript area for this. He's got a small window of time, best get the actual threat out before they find his little bomb. So Marina, you're greeted with the familiar blue visage.]

Greetings Marina. I have a public service announcement. [He seems serious yet very nonchalant.]

If I were you, I'd stay a good... [Pause to consider.] 200 feet--give or take--away from the Defense Force Headquarters. Unless you want to end up in tiny chunks splattered all over the sector.

There is currently a bomb hidden within and set to go off at midnight. [Which is only a few hours from now.]

You can thank me later for the heads up.

Have a nice day--Night--Whatever.

[A small, Wiley sort of smile before the feed shuts off. And he's making a point to move to a new location, just in case he can be traced like one would a cell phone call. He'll have to keep moving unless he ditches his headset, he's thought about it, but decides not to for one reason or another. He doesn't want to be caught too easily, but he doesn't really care if he is. It's not like there's any real threat or that he'll talk anyway.]
iv → action | open.
12 January 2012 at 03:44 pm
[ angel's in the church, walking down the nave, fingers trailing along the tops of the pews as he makes his way towards the altar. curiosity about the limitations this prison places on people is getting the better of him, and despite better judgement, he feels compelled to test something. stopping before the first cross he spots, he reaches out and grabs hold of it, lifting it up off the podium.

one second, two, three, four, five-- an agonizing ten seconds and he drops it with an inhuman snarl, backing away to observe the damage done to his palm. well, that at least answered a few questions. ...ow. ]
[MINGLE / Open to ALL] Snowball Fight in Sector 4!
11 January 2012 at 07:35 pm
[ Wandering around the snowy park? There are two things to look out for: (1) don't trip over the bright orange ropes that close off a large open area, (2) take cover and watch for a stray snowball, and (3) ... you know, you might want to join in for this is a Snowball Fight.

Only guidelines: no weapons, no head shots, no stuffing snow down someone's mouth, collar or anywhere else uncomfortable. Play to your heart's content! Spoiler: there's no winner.

Warm drinks and snacks are served in a nearby tent (ah, thank goodness for space heaters!), while towels and blankets are also available. You might want to take advantage of the snow as well -- make snowmen, snow angels, your own sculpture as you wind down~ ]

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[Action]
11 January 2012 at 03:53 pm
[Agito's in a pretty gloomy mood today. With Akito off hanging around Tsuna, and Lind who knows where, the dark is feeling almost...lonely. Even after their split, he hasn't spent all that much time away from Akito. But now that the light is distracted and Agito doesn't want to bother him, Agito's...not sure what to do.

The teen can be found resting on the ground in the butterfly pavilion, back to a tree. One leg is drawn up up to his chest, his arms folded and resting on his knee. Golden eye stares out at nothing, lost in thought. What to do without Akito? He's not in the mood to train...being on his own in a normal situation like this is...confusing.

He ignores the butterflies that rest on him from time to time, along with anyone around unless they catch his attention somehow. A distraction would be kinda good right now]
[MINGLE(S)]
06 January 2012 at 08:41 pm
[Closed Mingle – Sanguinala Feast]
[The noontime feast was held in the house that would soon find itself under construction—tools and materials had been hastily dragged outside, as they'd been stored within for safe keeping during the shelter lock-down and, fortunately, for the snow-in. In their place, the two commisars from the Imperium of Mankind hastily cleaned and decorated the place with swaths of gold and red, while in the Shelter, Felicia and Sasha oversaw the preparation of the meal.]

[The feast itself is comprised of fusion dishes: the Imperium's cooking sense with ingredients readily available to them in the kitchens and stores. It's certainly adequate enough for themselves and their small handful of guests--a few fellow humans whom they had invited to join them.]

[And after it draws to a close, Cain will promptly suggest they all go to the Devil's Compass.]


[Open Mingle at the Bar, mid to late afternoon]

[Come and PARTY. Or just happen to come by and be swept into the party. Or resist being swept and grumble about them being annoying. YOUR CALL.]



((OOC: If you aren't sure your character is invited, check here or contact us. Otherwise, feel free to have threads that have nothing to do with the feast but take place at the bar here! Newbies are welcome to the bar. ♥))

((Please specify if you are at the [bar] or the [feast] in the subject line!))
[action]
18 December 2011 at 01:55 am
[The smell of burning food quickly permeates the already stale air within the shelter. Zero is moving as quickly as he can through the hall back toward the kitchen on his floor, his ferret, Chanel, quickly chasing after him. His senses are much stronger than a typical human, allowing him to realize within moments that the food he'd expertly prepared was quickly being destroyed by the very amateur hands he'd left it in.]

[Stepping through the doorway, he beelines to the stove and reaches over the much smaller girl standing in front of the dish he'd prepared. Flipping the heat on the burner into the 'off' position, he gives the brunette a dark look of annoyance before taking the spatula from her hand.]


Step away from the food.

[Seriously, she did this every single time he handed over the reigns of the cooking to her for any amount of time. It didn't matter how simple the instructions, it happened without fail.]

I left you with two instructions. 'Don't touch anything. Just stir the meat every thirty seconds.' I don't know if I can salvage this, Yuuki.

[ooc: Come chat with either Yuuki or Zero and/or both of them.]
[action | open]
15 December 2011 at 07:46 pm
[Arguing with the bots about going into the shelter during cleaning hadn't seemed worth the effort, so D is indoors with everyone else, though he's still doing a good job of keeping his distance. He's claimed a room, and has spent most of the day behind closed doors, resting. With the arrival of evening, however, he cracks the door to the suite open, and takes a seat on the couch with his sword propped against his knees. Anyone who walks past may think he's completely absorbed in cleaning the blade, but D's keen senses will warn him of most passersby or potential visitors well before they even reach the door.]