Is this some kind of bullshit joke? A prison? I may have done a lot of things in the past that would have gotten me in here, but I was pardoned for all of that!

[punches a nearby wall and lets out a string of curses; partially because that actually hurt but mostly because she knows that she probably does still belong in here.] The least you could do is get this thing off my leg. It’s not like I’m going to go around killing people.

[some silence, a sigh.]

Is a normal life really too much to ask?

[The camera pans to show a somewhat dark room filled with chairs and a bar top and mirrors lining the wall everywhere to reflect back the light and brighten up the place. There's even a leather couch pressed up against one of the walls.]

[And then Greed pops into view, grinning]

Finally got the place cleaned up after the bots tore it to shreds. Can't promise you booze, but anyone who'd like to get away from the club for a bit is free to come over to the Devil's Compass here in Sector 5.

The signs out front.

I'll have the usual, not so much fun drinks, and I can't promise ya food unless someone wants to man the kitchen, but at least I'll keep the bots out for ya.

[wink]

((ooc: Meant to post this last week but work kicked my ass. Sorry to anyone who's been waiting for it!))

Hmmmmmmmm~? What is this, a joke? [A sharp and high pitched laugh.] And here I was thinking small- but really this is all so much bigger!

A biiiiiiiig joke.

[Something hits the wall with a ‘thud’ in the background.]

Do you honestly~ think this will stop me? What a laugh! You can’t hold down Vriska fucking Serket down for long, no way! [A snide ‘hmpf’, a sneer evident in her tone.]

But… I’ll humor you for now. Why not make this enjoyable, yessssssss~? Where would the fun be if I didn’t make you regret ever thinking you could change me?

[Another ‘thud’ against the wall.]

So let’s get this started. Who else has the misfortune of being stuck here with me?

[Typical. Of all the possible places she could have arrived in this unusual underwater prison, Sloth would have to wake up at the graveyard. Well, at least it happens to be quiet and undisturbed, for now.

The welcome basket and leaflet may have explained the situation to a satisfactory level for the time being, however it does nothing to reduce the irritation that is currently flashing through the Homunculus's eyes. Even if the idea of replacing one Capital Vice with another that "will not commit any further crimes" is slightly amusing. After all she is a one of the Seven Deadly Sins personified, yet becoming one had hardly been her idea]

[Sighing, Sloth rises from her position on the ground, making a quick observation of the city before turning her gaze back to the inconvenient ball and chain which is currently rolling around uselessly at her feet]

...At least this should only last a few days.

[the first thing that is heard when the video switches on is a loud scream of rage and the welcome basket is flying up and through the air to vanish out of sight]

IZYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[growl pant huff and despite screaming he still has the cigarette clamped between his teeth.] I KNOW YOU'RE INVOLVED YOU FLEA! SHOW YOURSELF! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!


[This is followed by him trying to rip apart his restraint, oddly enough straining just to pick it up a little as he chants....] killkillkillkillkillkillkillkillKILLKILLKILL....

[Just as evening starts to fall, one of the parks in Sector 4 has been festooned with streamers, bright lights in a variety of colors, a big upraised dais, tables of refreshments, and music. It looks like a perfectly normal party from the outside. Optional masks are provided in little bins beside the dais, but you're responsible for your own costumes...!



...And if you're dressed as a character, the moment you step onto the dais, you will believe yourself to have led that character's life for your whole life. This effect will last until "midnight", in this case Sunday, even if you leave the party.]

( [ action, get. ] )

--

[ Fine, fine, later he's up and the camera is on because he's lazy and using his hands to wash his face. The communicator's sitting on the counter where he left it last night, the tap's running and the angle shows him from the shoulder up, a large scar in view when he moves around to dry his face on a towel. He looks about as good as he feels, which isn't really all that well.

Despite this however, he chuckles. ] Oy, Greed... Remind me never to go drinking with you again.

[ Private to Kitty Pryde ]

Oy, I've got a question for you. [ ... Doesn't this sound familiar? ]

[ /Private to Kitty Pryde ]


Figures the only entertainment in this place doesn't pan out. [ Silly exorcists, why'd you have to stop Kanda? :( He was looking forward to that blowout yesterday. ] So... Greed, up for a game of cards tonight? I need something to do, and we should talk. [ About stuff. Our illegal, alcoholic stuff. ]

... Road-- it's climbing on the curtain again. [ SIGH, COME GET YOUR KITTEN GDI. /he's at the house for any family member interaction you guysss. ]

[Video]

[Aaand Kaien appears on your screen with an almost euphoric expression on his face.]

New Years! That means Spring is just around the corner! Aren't you excited, Marina? ♥

[Voice]

Hello? Lelouch-san? You're in charge of the academy, am I right...? I had been helping the previous leader...so I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help you as well? I was a headmaster of my own academy back at home. So I know a lot about it. [Babblebabblebabble. You can almost hear the smile on his face and flailing of his arms in his excitement.]

Well, well. A prison and facilities for all of my egregious crimes.

How sweet. [have a wry chuckle; he's a man of few words]

So tell me, criminal citizens, if you can. Has no one ever left alive?

[ An amethyst-haired woman, who is not at all intimidated by the technology spoken of, is staring at the screen with a determined expression. Even though she's dressed quite professionally in her white-and-blue uniform, she feels quite under-prepared to be making this broadcast.  Her restraints prevent her from wearing her Barrier Jacket, and her weapons, and it makes her feel alone.

Even so, Subaru looks into the camera, directly addressing you.

Yes, YOU. ]

I am Sergeant Subaru Nakajima, of the Time-Space Administration Bureau. I am requesting to speak to my-- our captor right away, if they are available on this network. They have-- [ Her voice falters for the briefest moment, the realization of when and where she last was creeping to the forefront of her thoughts. ] --pulled me from a very important mission, and I must return to Special Duty Section 6 right away!

[ There's an air of amusement in her tone. ] I'm sure my friends will overlook the incident this once, if my release can be negotiated quickly. [ Or, you know, Nanoha will blow the entire place to smithereens. Their choice. ]

Thank you for in advance for your cooperation. [ With a polite bow of her head, she signs off. ]

Acumen's systems tick over to midnight, and somewhere in the depths of the holding facility, dozens of little silver spheres shiver and come to life. They rise up into the air, dangling little bouquets of mistletoe, and hover in waiting for the door to open again. And when it does, they swoop out and work their way into the dome proper, making it out just in time for daybreak.

Now they're scattered all over the dome, Anissina's gifts and Eggman's souvenirs. They're seeking out people to bring together in the holiday spirit...

Whether they like it or not!


[Comment here and other people will comment to you. Details and index here. Please specify your time of day and location in your tag!]

Night was falling, the smell of spices were in the air and Jennifer was busy putting the last finishing touches on all the hard work everyone had done to get the athletic complex decked out and festive.

Walking through the front door, you'll see a table where you can put all your presents on for now with a tree sitting behind it. Don't worry, the bots will make sure no one but Jennifer takes any gifts off the table! There's also a series of volunteers ready and willing to help you out of your coats if you need it, but otherwise, please don't hesitate to shed off a few layers.

It might be a little warm if you don't.

Inside the main entrance, Jennifer's taken care to section off the room into the main dancing area and a stage salvaged from the Valentine's Day auction off to the side for the performances later on. Surrounding the outer edges, are tables and settees salvaged from the Shelter so that those who wish to watch can do so in comfort. Do be careful though. Scented candles are lit on each table to provide a soft light to balance out the harshness of the lights over the dance floor.

And of course there's food. Punch and egg-nog and shrimp and cheese and a myriad of other finger foods. There are cookies decorated with frosting and lemon bars and cranberries and a giant bowl of sugared dates. Marzipan is scattered across the table and a small gingerbread house sits as a centerpiece, but the cake is the main attraction.

But the cake comes with a price. Anyone who wants a piece, must do what it says on the toothpick first. Have fun! And no cheating. Someone might be watching to make sure no one does.

Music is already playing and Jennifer's leaving things up to the host club to make sure people start dancing, because what's sadder then a ball with no dancing? Do make sure to enjoy yourselves. It's why we're all here!

((ooc: The first thread is for the cake game and will list various things you must do. The second is for performers to do their act so we can group reactions together in one spot. And last, mingle, threadjack, and have merry with whatever your characters want to do in the rest of the post!

As an ooc gift meme was suggested instead of actually threading out every gift exchange, we will be doing that instead, but we highly encourage you to still seek out your gift recipients and build CR in the post as you will.

Also, mistletoe can be found neatly tucked inside wreaths at the main entrance to the Athletic complex and also from the cloak room leading into the dance hall. Be nice! Ask permission first.))

ETA: Directory (Edited 12/28 10:30pm/22:30 EST/-05:00 GMT, new marked with ***)

Cake Game: Reply to Cake: Midori - Mistletoe Cake: Road - Dancing Cake: Ryu - Dancing Cake: Otoha - Singing Cake: Wisely - Compliment Cake: Alucard - Dancing Cake: Orihime - Ornament Cake: Hikaru - Mistletoe Cake: Yuuki - Song Cake: Kaworu - Mistletoe Cake: Milly - Dancing Cake: Tyki - Mistletoe Cake: Hiling - Mistletoe/Dancing Performances: Reply to Performance: Naoya Performance: Lacus Performance: Choir Individual: Saki Individual: Ryoji Individual: Peregrine Mendicant Individual: Wolfram Individual: Zelda Group: Kaworu, Hiling or both Individual: Himawari Individual: Feferi Individual: Cain Individual: Jeanne Individual: Ashton Individual: Midori Individual: Cosmo Individual: Fou Individual: Greed Individual: Minako Individual: Eridan Individual: Orihime

Individual: Fran Individual: Allen Individual: Tyki Individual: Chibiusa Individual: Hikaru Individual: Dean Individual: Harry Potter Individual: Wisely Individual: Axel Individual: Kamrui Fuuma Individual: Ushiro Individual: Maleficent Individual: Kaoru Individual: Zelman Individual: Yuuki Individual: Kyouya Individual: Joshua Individual: Yuuri Individual: Sam Individual: Zero Individual: Kitty (aoa) Individual: Juri Individual: Alma Individual: Lavi Individual: Milly Individual: Rinoa Rain of Flowers: Sakura Individual: C.C. Individual: Takashi Jun Individual: Suzaku Individual: Kanda Individual: Jade Individual: Duo Individual: MOMO Individual: Kitty (evo) ***Individual: Ciel

[ Dressed in a metric ton of pink, the princess is sitting just inside the door to the library, knees pulled up to her chest as she fiddles awkwardly with the communications device. Cookie crumbs are on her dress and she's wearing the scarf, the rest of the welcome basket sitting next to her.]

[Finally, she decides to send a message and is obviously trying to be very very stern and regal and it is sooo not working. Instead, she sounds petulant.]

This isn't fair, you know! Kidnapping a princess, that's a crime, too.

I don't care who Acumen thinks he is. I'm Princess Usagi Small Lady Serenity, and in the name of the Moon, he'll get punished.

[She huffs and pauses awkwardly and then grudgingly speaks again:]

And... um... thank you, people that made the basket. The cookies were really good.

[The world was very dark this morning, when Mami woke up. In fact, it was like someone had tied a cloth over her eyes, as she couldn't see ANYTHING.

Her first instinct was to try and remove the cloth in question. This was a reasonable reaction and would have worked except for one small detail - there was no blindfold to remove.

She managed to fumble her way out of her little living place -- and that was it. She didn't know how to get to the farm from here. Oh, she knew where it was, vaguely, but not being able to see kind of put a damper on the whole thing.

So, with great annoyance, she manages to get the communicator going, and says:]

What th' heck happened? Ah can't farm like this!

[Have a Russell glaring and looking very pissed off. He holds up a piece of paper he's scribbled a note on close to the screen.]

I fucking hate this place. Just so you all know. I'd say that outloud but my voice appearently isn't working so I can't. And before anyone says something about 'oh you just can't hear', no. No, I can hear just fine, although I might have slight hearing damage from the dog barking into my ear this morning.

[At the very bottom, Russell has drawn a lovely picture. There's a stick figure about an inch long, with arms and legs and a head. On top of it is written Me. Next to it is a very small dot. There's an arrow pointing to it just to make sure you see it. Above that is written Ed.]

[It was night raid time on the convenience store. Just a few innocuous items had to go. Nothing much. Just some key ingredients to help flesh out the crop they'd grown...and to get the brewing process started.]

[Blinks at the camera and she appears a bit upset]

The club here doesn't have a nightly act, I've noticed.

[Sighs]

Darlings, this needs to be remedied. Tell me, what sort of entertainment would you like to see? Personally I'm a singer myself and should be able to contribute to that, but I simply can't work alone~

[In Sector 0 there is a wild ERIDAN attempting to shove along his recuperacoon towards the general direction that his apartment is in. Asking for help while he's doing this? That's beneath one such as him, he can get it there all on his own. Still, even for a sea dwelling troll like Eridan it seems quite heavy for him to shove there on his own, he might need some help with this. ...Though, he will never admit that he does so you'll have to 'help' him without him realizing it.

So, it's either do that or if you're not a troll you can ask him what the hell he is or what the hell his recuperacoon even is. Whatever the fuck it is, Eridan is quite ecstatic to have it now so he can get some shut eye once it's where it needs to be.]

[Private to Ashton]

So... How's the barrel making business coming along? Found myself a place the other day and it could use some sprucing up.

[Private to Tyki]

Got the clubhouse; now I just need the crops. Any news yet on when we'll start harvesting?

[Private to Russel & Fletcher]

So… that little project we discussed. Still interested?

[Private to Ed]

Yo, Pipsqueak! Got a moment? [Yeah, that punch in the head didn't really teach him much.]