[It's late at night, which is exactly what Sentience wanted before making a post like this.]


The Engineers do not take anything seriously. That's simply the way they are; they have a tendency -- not a personal tendency, but a racial tendency, wired into their brain functioning -- to laugh at painful or difficult topics, to treat them lightly.

But even taking cultural differences into account, it is... cruel, isn't it? To take out their boredom on the people here. This is supposed to be a place where criminals can live out their sentences in peace. Everyone here is a person, not... a toy.


[Sentience still seems troubled about the fourth wall.]

[Her own senior prom had been okay, she'd gone with a guy who had liked her and had fun with her high school girlfriends. She's in her twenties so the idea of going to prom should be done and over with, right? Wrong. Because girls love reasons to pick out gorgeous dresses--and maybe have a little fun at other people's expenses.]

Welcome to prison, here's a basket of goodies, information about our mail system, tickets to our talent show, and an invitation to our prom. Oh, and you can never leave. Got to say, Marina, you sure to now how to wow people.

[A private call? Psh. She likes a little attention every now and then.]

Hey, Angie. I haven't seen you around much. What have you been up to?

[Now to bag her an angel.]

Does anyone know what kind of food is best for kids?

[Anyone near the convenience store can find Kamui standing outside and studying the storefront curiously. He knows that his favorite snacks when he was a kid were fruit, but he's not really sure what would appeal to other kids any more. Better to ask, he suspects, than guess blindly and risk wasting food.]

I am Bak Chan, the great inventor, and I demand to know how this device works! [ he's got the audio part down pat, that was already incorporated into the Order's standard uniform. But the video screen? How did they make it so small and compact? ]

((ooc: Fail Bak, so much fail… I'm also tossing this up before work so I may not be able to get to these until after but I'll squeeze in what tags I can. Sorry!))

[ A young woman appears on the video feed, but she does not appear to notice that she has company. Her hair is both a shock of green, and simultaneously the most natural color possible. It blends in with the view of the park around her, a closed parasol hanging from the crook of her elbow as she leans down to take in the scent of the plants around her.

When she speaks, her voice is light, almost playful. ] My, you're all doing rather well for yourselves, aren't you? [ Those words are not mean for the ears of anyone witnessing this scene, but rather the flowers whose delicate petals her fingers come close to, but never brush against. Those watching closely might notice the stalks sway and bow toward her outstretched hand as she moves it, but then right themselves once they realize there is no hope of touching her at all. ]

How curious, with the sun so far away. [ She knew what she saw now was a false sky. A look up and something twists her features a little; spite tugs at the edges of her eyes as she squints against the harsh light glaring down into her blood red eyes.

Yuuka brings her parasol to bear, pointing it toward the apex of the dome above, hand gripping the curved handle as if clutching the grip of a gun. ] Would that I could burst this little bubble -- I would ensure you would all go free again. [ People? Who cared about the people here? With a laugh, she slapped the stem of the umbrella to her shoulder and the hood popped open, suddenly covering most of her in an omninous shadow. ]



Wouldn't that be fun~?


((OOC: Pip here, with Yuuka Kazami from Touhou Project, visiting all the gardens and creeping on all the interesting-sounding humans. Enjoy, but please, mind the flowers~))

[Akito can't sleep tonight. He's already woken up three times due to nightmares. Somehow his other hasn't picked up on them, so the light leaves him to rest, dragging a spare blanket out and settling on the couch, blanket wrapped around himself to keep warm.

After a moment he flicks on his communicator, quiet just in case someone's sleeping close enough to their own comm to be accidentally woken up by it]

What do you do when you can't sleep? [He's curious. Maybe there's something he can do to try and make himself sleep...the music isn't helping tonight]


((OOC: Action open to H/Alle))

[ he plays at being asleep for about half an hour, facing the opposite wall of their shelter room and waiting to be sure Flynn's asleep, before he sits up in bed and silently stands, tugging the sheet free of his bed. then he crosses the room, to where Flynn's keeping the sword -- in good condition, despite everything. Probably couldn't bear to mistreat a sword, no matter what.

just going to COVER THAT SWORD UP with the sheet, ready in case it starts squirming! ]


((ooc: Yuri is kidnapping Excalibur, and planning on taking him to meet Fuuma under cover of night. Feel free to run into him on the streets of Marina, with a bedsheet over his shoulder that occasionally squirms distressingly.))

[ after the beach... thing, he hadn't left his apartment until today. too many people, too much... ridiculousness... to deal with. he'd spent the time with May; looking after her and playing with her. she had been happy enough with the attention.

he'd done various cat-related errands this morning and now that he'd had a chance to be separate from... everyone else... he doesn't feel like staying home anymore. in fact, he's made his way to the club. despite his best efforts, he's curious about what that stupid hunter said.

the place is absolutely not to his taste, down to the music, but he stands at the counter and directs the robot to give him out of one of the bottles with clear liquid in it. the scent is strong -- harsh and sour. he dips a finger in the glass and touches it to his tongue--

and makes the most disgusted face ever. ]

[It was late. Fuuma had lost track of time - not to say he was doing anything important, rather the opposite, really - and was now headed back to the new apartment he shared well after midnight. It was hard to feel tired when he spent the days doing nothing. He'd never been the type to sleep a lot, but here it was worse. But he'd wandered to everywhere he could think of already, sat on a roof and watched Kamui's house for a while, and anything else that came to mind before realizing what time it was.]

[He doubted that his new room mate would care much about his coming and going, but he didn't really want to run into someone patrolling with the Defense Force at this hour. It was irritating to deal with people who would try to stop him for no reason apart from them being part of a group meant to police other inmates. Not that it had mattered much lately... But Fuuma hadn't poked his nose much into Sasuke's business, even when the kid came home looking like he got beat up the other day. If he wasn't involved, there was no sense in interfering.]

[It didn't take him long to get back to the new apartment in sector five, opening the door as silently as he can, and shutting it softly behind him. He wasn't hungry, so he might as well try to get some sleep... Tomorrow would make 54 days that he had been here. He really needed to find something to do.]

[The screen is turned on to show a white ‘creature’ staring down at it. What exactly that creature is... Part rabbit? Part pork bun? Some genetic mutation? None of the above.]

Hey! Hey! Listen up! Somebody's got things all wrong! Mokona's not a criminal!

[Mokona’s little arms are crossed and there is a slight glare, although Mokona really isn’t that threatening looking although Mokona is trying to be.]

Mokona didn't travel, but Mokona woke up here! But Mokona doesn't remember how Mokona got to this place. And Mokona shouldn't be here. Kurogane was happy to share his food with Mokona so it wasn't stealing! And Mokona only wriggles around inside people's clothing because that's how Mokona communicates!

[An angry little noise.] Is this because Mokona is so popular? Mokona shouldn't be locked up because of that! And where’s Fay and Kurogane and everyone else? Iyaaaa. Did they get locked up too? Kuro-puu is a monster sometimes and s~c~a~r~y but Mokona doesn't think that he should be locked up either.

[A small noise.] Puu! And Mokona was being good and waiting for Syaoran to come back, but everything has changed again, and Mokona doesn’t think it is another dream world… but Mokona also senses a lot of strange things here…

[Karen's at the beach this morning, sitting in the sand and taking in the sunlight (artificial though it might be). Beaches were a little hard to come by in Tokyo so she's taking the opportunity now while she has it.

She's building a sandcastle, or rather, she's piling sand into a loose geometric structure, all the while enjoying the feeling of sand slipping through her fingers.]

[ Around noon, the robots that had been swarming the beach scatter, leaving a transformed landscape in their wakes. There are volleyball nets set up in the sand, along with colorful umbrellas and blankets beneath them. Part of the water has been sectioned off for water polo, while inflatable rafts in fanciful shapes are ready for use in the open area.

Ringing the beach are food stands serving street and festival foods: chin chin, takoyaki and taiyaki, aloo tikki, sabikh, empanada, hot dogs, ice cream and shaved ice, and suchlike. There is one stand where a robot serves an alcoholic punch not completely unlike sangria. Several of the other stands also serve non-alcoholic drinks. Clean up robots zoom from place to place, picking up garbage. ]

[Since he hadn't gotten any angry calls on the communicator about someone burning down Kamui and Subaru's house, he's guessing the surprise party went alright. Not that he had sent an invitation to anyone he thought might cause much trouble on their own, but who knew with putting that group of people in a room together. Fuuma was pleased the plan had seemingly gone off without any problems though.]

[Now he was faced once again of his increasingly annoying problem of nothing to do. Figuring out how to roll a cake had actually taken up a fair amount of time and effort, which he was fine with. It was a nice distraction from the increasing lethargy he faced here. As he was now - "Kamui" - was not a state he was truly meant to actually live with. He had been meant to break all the kekkai in Tokyo to end the world and kill Kamui. That would kill all the humans living on Earth. Fuuma wasn't an exception. But here, he had no purpose. He could hardly hear a whisper of a wish from most people, the planet wasn't wishing for humanity to die, and Kamui was less than inclined to do anything about his "wish" to bring "Fuuma" back. He could only verbally and physically push so much.]

[So for today, his plan was to wander aimlessly until the celebrations Acumen had announced for later. At least with that he was almost guaranteed to run into someone. That always made things a little less boring.]


((OOC: There be a Fuuma wandering around the dome. He'll pretty much be just about anywhere this morning, save for the beach of course, so feel free to hit him up.))

[Really, everything was going more smoothly than planned. Stalking the rooftops a little over an hour before the party was set to start had shown that Hokuto had managed to drag both Kamui and Subaru out of their house as requested. Really, getting both Subaru and Kamui out of their house for long enough had been the only problematic point in his plan. Now that it was taken care of, all he had to do was make sure they were well out of sight, and jump down to head across the way to their house. The front door to the house wasn't even locked. It was almost too easy.]

[Fuuma didn't bother setting anything too fancy up. He just tied a few balloons to the legs of the kitchen table, and taped a "Happy Birthday!" banner up on the wall - good luck getting that down later Kamui and Subaru, it's pretty obvious a tall person put it up there. He figured the party would be enough of an excess in Kamui's mind, so there was no point in going overboard with decorations.]

[Food, on the other hand, he had tried getting a bit fancier with. Not like he had anything better to do here. There's two red velvet cakes with butter-cream icing set out, a large quantity of vanilla ice cream, and an equally large fruit platter. It's rather obvious who the food was catered to, and Fuuma honestly didn't care that much if there was someone who hated all of it. Of course by the time people start showing up, he'll be gone anyways, so there won't be anyone to make complaints to.]


((OOC: It's Kamui's birthday! If you got an invite or word of mouth from someone who got an invite (AKA you just want your character to join in for great justice), feel free to tag in. This Fuuma isn't going to be at the party at all, so mingle with other people, bug Kamui, eat cake, and all that jazz.))

Oh man, this is rich! They're not even going to hold me for a full day! How ridiculous is that, hmmm? Seems pretty silly to even bother with something like getting someone to break you free if you can get it done legitimately in a matter of hours.....

[Kisame is laughing with the absurdity of his announcement, grin broad and sharp, one hand folded casually behind his head as he walks outside. He's obviously a free man, from his steady gait and the complete absence of the rhythmic rasping screech of his weight being dragged along the ground. Yes, he heard the day announcement--and yes, he does think that advertising something like that is pretty stupid, given their locale. Really, people? Advertising your rebellion where the warden can see it along with the rest of the world? Really?]

So..... now that I get free run of the big prison instead of being babysat all day, what's there to do around this place?

[Private to Itachi]

[Kisame is still grinning as he changes the feed to private, though his jaunty expression mellows some, warming and quieting until the lively energy and humor is subdued into mere pleasure and high spirits. Business is business, after all--and Itachi has never really been an excitable person.]

It looks like we won't have to wait any longer for me to be useful again, Itachi-san. I'm ready and available to rendezvous as soon as you have the opportunity.

LETTER RECIPIENTS

• Miles Edgeworth: a letter from Alexis.
  
• Sasha: a letter from Revive.
  
  MASS MAILERS
  
• To ( Recipients! ): a mass mailer from Fuuma Monou anonymous.
  
  PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  
• Axel: a package from Wolfram.

[Action]

[Even with the invitations to hand out, today is significantly more laid back for PM, without all the rushing around and chaos of the day before. Since it is a new inmate day, she's looking forward to spreading the good word of the post office. As always.]

[Maybe tomorrow she will gather up her new volunteers for uniforms and training...]

[Click here for pen pal signups. Mail submissions for Day 119 go here!]

[hello, Marina! have a pretty blond man with an eyepatch giving the feed a pleasant smile. If you're good at reading people, you may notice a hint of worry behind that smile. if you know him, you may notice some changes-- he has +1 eyepatch, and his remaining eye is yellow, not blue! his hair is longer than before, and the smile he's giving is a little more subdued than you may remember.]

Ah, hello! My name is Fay D. Flourite-- it appears I'm one of the most recent prisoner here! [he gives a small laugh; intended to be at the absurdity of the situation, but in reality, it lets out the quiet, nervous tension that has settled down into his chest.] I have a couple questions! The copy that replaced me-- it's certain that they'll finish doing what I was doing, originally? Any future misdeeds I may commit were likely revolving around stopping someone from doing some very bad things, and I wouldn't want my copy not to try and stop him!

[his smile wavers a little bit more at this point; it's possible that they could do alright without him, but risking it--]

I'm also curious to see if any of my companions are here! Syaoran-kun? Sakura-chan? Kuro-rin?

Thank you very much, everyone~!

[ someone is standing in front of the ice cream parlor, on his way back from the convenience store. and he's just... staring at the sign, wondering when this showed up. ]

... what's "ice cream"? Why does it need a whole shop? [ sounds cranky that he has to ask about this. to be fair, he doesn't really get the pizza shop, either. or the ramen stand. ]


((ooc: Open open open!))

[It was rather strange. Normally he didn't feel tired until well into the night, after the network had gotten pretty quiet. But tonight Fuuma felt like he was going to fall asleep standing before dinner. Maybe... just a nap. He didn't bother with heading over to the bedroom, he'd just crash on the sofa. It was too early in the evening to actually bother getting completely ready for bed. And it was just a nap.]

( Dream.A )

( Dream.B )


((OOC: First dream is completely open, but please tell me here if you plan to tag in. I've got final projects to finish this weekend, so I don't want a flood of people, and I might be kind of slow. Second dream is closed to Kamui, Kamui, and Subaru. But if you really want in it, bug me and I will see what I think. For the second dream, most replies will come from the account foundastray!))

[It starts with one light at first, lifting itself from a roof nearest the beach--a solitary lantern glowing and drifting away on the light breeze. From one come many, several burning glows bursting to life and rising up above the trees and the buildings, lanterns of all shapes and sizes floating along like a river of lights. They bob and weave around each other, lightly bumping to change their directions, similar to stars high up near the apex of the dome, the waters below sparkling from the glow.

At the beach there are several tables where inmates may receive a lantern of their own to light and send on its way into the sky, joining the others as they burn through the night.]

[The lanterns are all around the dome, but they will eventually make their way to floating above the waters at the beach. Feel free to see them just about anywhere outdoors! If you want the full effect, check out the full scene from Tangled.]