Uhh...huh. [His strange, double-edged voice is filled with confusion. He's read the message--three times now, in fact--and he still has no clue what the hell is going on. The Turian taps at the communicator thoughtfully, his eye-scope whirling as it focuses.]

So you're meaning to tell me... that I'm in prison now. Out of all the people in the galaxy, you choose me to put in here. [Is he understanding this correctly? This is crazy.]

Listen, I don't meant to be a downer, really, but if you don't let me get back there, I'm pretty sure that all, sentient biological life is going to be wiped out. And that's a bad thing.

[ there is a small green lizard current on one of the sidewalks next to the park. he is really not sure how he got there, considering last he remembered, he was on rapunzel's shoulder as they crawled their way out of the pub.

he's kind of scared, not gonna lie, and really he just wants to go hooooome. he's so alarmed and out of place he's not even bothering to camouflage himself.

so please, pay attention where you walk and try not to step on the small green thing? ]

[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))

[ the video clicks on. the blonde youth holding the camera is seated against the wall, eyes red-rimmed and watery. but he seems determined, sure of himself, ready to strike whatever sort of deal he has to so he can escape this awful place!

he sucks in a shuddering, watery breath. ]

This is Shuri Oak, son of Wakaba Oak! [ a pregnant pause. he seems to hope to give his audience a moment to consider this information. he puffs his chest out, blinking hard. ] I refuse to stay here! Point me to whoever is in charge, I'll talk to them, they'll see they made a mistake! And I don't care who or what they are, my Father will have me out even if they're a troll! [ the blonde takes a deep breath. attempting to give a warm, confident, charming smile. ]

I'll be sure to see to it that whoever helps me with get a lesser sentence.

[The feed turns on quite suddenly, showing nothing more than a head of spiky born hair, staying still for a moment before being shook, the boys face coming in and out of focus, the bright blue of his eyes coming in and out of focus. It switches off a moment later, turning on the voice function instead, a frustrated voice speaking as it does so.]

-- this is worse than the computer in Hallow Bastion. Come on, just work. It shouldn't be this hard to make a phone ca--

[The feed shuts back off as he pressed another button, suddenly taking it back to video. His voice is heard once more, annoyed as ever.]

-- on. All I want to do is see if I can call Riku. Stop being so diff--

[And then suddenly there's nothing. Well, unless you're near by the lunch hall, then you'd see Sora furiously pressing buttons and scowling.

And then finally, he sets it back to video, sighing. The camera is only half focused on his face, however. Someone is not good with technology.]

Riku, if you can hear this, can you use this thing to call me back? Sorry for just running off like that. But I thought you were right behind me, honest. Until I looked behind me and you were gone.

Anyway! If you see this, call me back, okay? Or come find me. I'm at the mess hall... lunch place... where you eat thing. [So very intelligent Sora.]

Oh, and if anyone else can see this, I'm Sora. I'm new here, and can't wait to meet all of you!

[And then he's waving at the device, before finally finding the button and clicking it off.]

[Action]

[So, its been a few days in the prison already, what's our favourite keybearer up to?

WHY.

Exploring the place, of course! There are a lot of wonderful things to do around here. That, and he's been bored ever since his restraint was well, released.

You can now see a Sora poking around most of the Residential sectors, if he notices you, he'll wave at you energetically and approach you!]

Hi there! Nice day, isn't it?

You know-- You know...

I don't really see the big deal about alcohol. It doesn't really -- taste all that great at first. Sort of like... it burns. But it's warm! I like that it feels warm.

[this is a slightly wobbly fifteen-year-old Nobody. he is still in the bar, with Shiki just visible behind him]

But I can handle it. [he is also slightly smug]


((ooc: feel free to address Shiki too))

[So guess who's passed out on a sofa after running off to grab her guitar the moment she heard the announcement~ That's some serious de jevu here, isn't it? It's just about exactly the same thing that happened the last time she was here, and asked for her guitar... except this time the one who had awoken her from her sleep the last time... isn't in Marina anymore. No matter! New friends can always be made~

ANYWAY. There she is, hugging a large odd-shaped bag, fast asleep upon a sofa. Poke her, someone? :>]

[Action/Video!]

...-Kairi, Riku, Donald, Goofy, where are you guys!?

[You can hear a young man's voice yelling for four distinct names, judging from how he sounds, he is not yet aware of the device currently attached to him recording this.]

Guys? Guys!

[... the feed is also moving kinda wildly, which further reinforces that the person with the communicator is really not realizing its recording. After he realized the existence of the Communicator, the feed moves to show his curious face.]

...What's this?

[And the feed cuts off after a few moments of fumbling.]

[Now that the ball and chain is gone, Vanitas finally feels power returning to him. Off in Sector Four, darkness bleeds off of him. From it spawns five little creatures that instantly pool into the ground and scatter off in different directions. Unversed are now unleashed upon the denizens of the asylum.

He's noted that he can't create more, possibly due to more restrictions. Vanitas growls a little under his mask, irritation levels rising further. Just what does that machine think it is... Watching the Floods wander off, he sets himself to looking around. Nothing suspicious about some teenager in a mask walking around. Nope, not at all. It's about time he got better used to the layout of this prison. Perhaps he could run into someone that could potentially be useful...

The problem is the Unversed. Vanitas isn't stupid enough to be caught near them. He'll steer clear of the little horde he's created, only spawning more of the current batch meets an untimely end. After all... The thing they do best is appearing when you aren't quite expecting them too and attacking.]



((ooc note: The Unversed can be found in any sector you wish to be in. They usually come in groups of 2. Since Vanitas can simply create more as soon as another is defeated, encounters can also occur at any time during the day. Vanitas is also available for action, though only in the morning.))

What's one thing that you don't have here that you absolutely want or need right now?

[And for anyone who happens to be wandering around at this time around the beach you'll find Axel sitting at the water's edge, feet barely touching the waves and with a single cigarette between his lips. Yeah, it's lit, and of course he's smoking it, but he's not trying to make it a habit or anything. It's just that he'd rather enjoyed the taste of it the first time and figured he'd give it another shot.

Plus...these things are supposed to relieve tension or something, right? Even though it's cold out and everything. Not like it matters.]

Of course that doesn't have to be an item, you know.

Good evening to both old, as well as new inmates. Hopefully all those who have arrived have grown somewhat adjusted to the environment here despite the startling circumstances. [ politeness aside -- he clears his throat. ]

My name is Howard Link and I am an inspector for the Central Branch of the Vatican. Currently my assignment is to act as an escort for Allen Walker for an undetermined duration of time -- time that I am expected to keep even here. Thus, I would like to know all of those here who are acquainted with him. Just names will be sufficient.

Thank you in advance.

[[ooc: Link wants to know all about your CR with Allen 8). feel free to threadjack everywhere.]]

Wha-

[Hello Marina, have one extremely offended pint-sized dragon.]

Prison?! You gotta be kidding me! I ain't no criminal! I didn't even commit any of those crimes you got listed! Well I did kinda break the Great Stone Dragon but that ain't the point! And I ain't assaulted nobody. 'n fact, I oughta be gettin' a medal. Bitin' butts is unhygenic and nasty.

[Scowls.] Mulan better not be doin' anything stupid without me. That girl's gonna get herself sliced in half if she ain't careful.

And what's this thing on my head? A spoon?

((OOC: SO LATE. OTL We'll say that he was curled up in a ball with a massive headache yesterday, so this is his first day fully awake and out and about.))

Ahhh. So that's it, then.

[Her voice sounds very sly yet soft once she realizes where she is. A prison. Well. This certainly does interrupt her plans quite a bit, doesn't it? Maleficent releases a steady sigh once she's finished reading the message and taking note of the tasteless ball and chain attached to her ankle.]

Such a pity. I was so looking forward to reuniting with the princess. It was her birthday, after all. [Pause]

...Although. I suppose I am not wrong in assuming that there might be many princesses here already.

We simply must acquaint ourselves~

[There's the sound of a small child gasping and sobbing quietly, as though attempting to stifle the noises.]

This can't be happening, it's not, it's OVER, she came, she got me out, it's not happening again, no, no no...

I didn't do those things! Murder, arson - I've never! I...I want mommy!

[Suddenly the sounds get closer, and the video clicks on as the device is lifted up and fiddled with, revealing a distraught girl of about nine, with long brown hair and blue eyes.]

What is this...can-can anyone hear me! Mom?

[Suddenly, her face...changes, her eyes darkening and her head tilting to the side as her mouth lifts up slightly, in an expression closer to a smirk then a smile.]

Thank you for the gift basket.

That's the second time I've seen those monsters. Whoever's doing it -- Acumen or whatever -- just cut it out already. I've seen better horror movies back home.

And what's with the cold? Don't tell me this place is actually going through autumn. It's such a useless season -- tch -- it doesn't even exist anymore!

[ static. a brief video appears, of a giant blue eye. more static, this time with a teenaged yelp in the background.

[ the video comes back, it's the sky this time. dimly, the same voice can be heard calling out, apparently to his surroundings: ]

Riku? --isn't funny! --onald? --fy? Anyone?

...Hello?

[ then a sneaker comes down into view and there is an audible crunch. ]

--Ack!

[ click. IF YOU HAPPEN BY, you might see Sora on his knees, holding his cracked communicator up to his ear hopefully. ]

[Sora's face still shows a bit of insecurity as to whether he has his device working properly]

Kairi? Can you hear me? I thought I lost this thing! After Roxas came by I went to go find the housing center, but I guess I had taken off the headset and left it where Roxas and I were talking. Doesn't matter, though, right? Cause I found it!

[he realises he's gone way off track here]

Anyway, I'm looking at these housing things, and I know you don't really remember me yet, but I still remember you and I just can't imagine living here without you.. [his voice trails off as he becomes aware of his embarrassment]

And don't ask where I've been sleeping these last few nights! [he laughs]

Well, just.. give me a call? Is this how these things work? Whatever, talk to you soon!

[he waves and the video feed is cut]

[ It was not the first time Shizuo had been told he'd just been thrown in prison. It was not the first time he knew he didn't get there all on his own. He doesn't even pay attention to the communicator after the original message but it's still on. He's already furious, knowing that only one person is capable of this extreme level of bullshit. You know, the fact that he actually IS guilty of destroying property, disturbing the peace, assaulting innocent people, etc. is COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT. ]

Iiiiizaaaayaaaaa....! [ He tries to stomp off only instead to be met with a loud snapping sound and a metal clang thanks to the ball and chain. ] HNN? What's this...


[ he bends down to try and pick the ball up. it must be ungodly heavy if he's having trouble with it. he only manages to pick it up a couple feet off the ground, verrrry slowly and with great effort before it drops down again. Probably for the best, it wouldn't have ended well if he threw it anyway. ] Damn...! II-ZAA-YAA!! As soon as I get out of here [ DRAG, DRAG, DRAG ] I'll kill you! Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill....!

[ the welcome basket is the first thing getting tossed :( ] Kill kill kill kill.....

[Sora yells into the microphone, confused and slightly agitated]

Riku, Kairi!! Are you there? Can you hear me?

[He moves his hands around the communicator, searching for a volume button as if it is a two-way radio]

Hello?!

[There is a bit of silence as Sora notices the welcome basket and brochure.]

Food? Uhh.

[The rustling of paper is just barely audible]

What.. I haven't committed any of these crimes! I-- What is this?!