[Dream Option 1: Closed to pre-existing CR]

Red tinted color creeping into his vision, coating his heels, seeping into his clothes, dripping form his hands. Hei's breath came harsh as he pounded through the blood washed puddles of a desecrated land. Searching, always searching. Where was she? Where are you? He won't stop until he finds her, and just the tiniest glint of something will surely make him stop.

But do you want him too?

[Dream Option 2: Open to all]

Hei walked steadily, his mask a dull reflection of light in the night sky. There was no moon; that had been hidden from his gaze for ten years. There were no stars either, just the fake lights in the sky signifying a contract. There was only darkness and the steady, near silent pad of feet as Hei approaches, first slowly, then picking up pace, running, running straight for you as he pulls out his knife and throws it, the blade lighting up blue as it charges with an electric fire.

They say that if you die in a dream, you die in real life. Do you dare chance it or will you flee? Because Hei will hunt you down. He never leaves a job unfinished, one way or another.

( Closed to Conrad )

#1 - The Cage // Open
( Only you can ease my loneliness. )


#2 - Having Fun Yet? // Semi-open
( Is a murder a murder if it is forever lost in history? )


((OOC: First one is completely open. Second one is open to those she has a fairly good amount of CR with. Second one--minor gore warning. Or medium gore warning. Point is there will be a bloody corpse chasing Mokou (and YOUUU, if you choose to intervene) around.))

(  [Scene 1 | The 'Gift' | Semi-Open]  )

(  [Scene 2 | The Accident | Open]  )

((ooc: there will be another 4 dream sequences for Minako, but they will not necessarily take up a post each - probably just another 1 post.

Both scenes are especially open to Mokou and Lambdadelta, but any other people who might be able to dream of living under the same roof as Minako could do so! Namely Nakama, castmates, and just about anyone else she's met while she's here, maybe.

Scene 2 is open to anyone and everyone. It will eventually end with Minako being knocked off the building and onto the ground below, nonetheless.

Scene 3 will be open only to participants from Scene 2 + a few friends of Minako that might have heard of her demise from the participants of Scene 2, and will be added on to this post itself, once Scene 2 has been concluded.))

Good afternoon, fellow inmates. This is Light Yagami.

To better predict the pattern at which the stabilizer functions, I'd like to conduct a bit of a survey myself, just as Mister Holmes had done just a while ago.

If each of you don't mind, do reply to this post with the following:

1. Whether or not you are human. If no, please specify what you are, exactly
2. Your origin world or planet, and the respective country if any
3. Your gender and age

If you would like to remain anonymous for this survey, by all means, go without providing your name - it would not affect the survey results in any way. The results will be broadcasted later on, just as Mister Holmes has done. But in this instance, if you would like copies of the results, feel free to leave me your name, so I may send you a copy through the mail.

Thank you.

[Voice|Filtered from Sasuke and Hidan]

I was informed once that there had been a course for promoting practical use of hand-to-hand combat. It has since been canceled and the problem it would have alleviated persists.

If you wish to control your own fate rather than wait for another to do so for you, be at the training field adjacent to the dojo at six o'clock tomorrow morning. A new class will begin then. Come prepared.

[And if anyone has a problem with a thirteen-year old instructor, they can be his first volunteer.]

Practical demonstrations will be given, though more a variety of volunteers would make this more effective.

[Private to Saya]

I'll be waiting at the training grounds, Otonashi.

{OOC: Action is closed to Saya.}

[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.]

Don't you all think that Acumen would be a lot nicer if it were in love~?

[Anyone who looks toward Sector 0 might find something is different today. Maybe it's that the tower has been freshly cleaned, or that the clock is a little off, who knows? Or maybe it's that young person swing around it like a May Pole on bright gold rope.

Oh, did someone think that was rope? No, that's her hair. She is having the time of her life though, so don't distract her...not too much, anyway.]

Woooohooooo! This is so much fun!

[ It’s getting to be later in the evening, and for once, he’s considering sleep. There are no nicotine patches to keep him occupied, and the world right now is dull, dull, dull. He needs something stimulating, and the communicator is right there... Normally, he’s not given to speaking to people unless they have information. This is no exception. ]

[ Those listening to the open feed will hear the dark voice pouring through their headset, smokey and slow with the weight of his dilemma. ]

Good evening, Marina Asylum.

Before you ask, yes, I am one of those new inmates assimilated into the fold by your monotonous overlord. However, I’m not interested in preaching my woes of incarceration. I am comfortable with the charges that have been weighed against me and regret nothing.

My name is Sherlock Holmes.

I’ve spent the day exploring your facilities. Anthrax Island, indeed. However, what I’ve seen of you brings questions to mind, those of which I would like to bring to your attention.

( Marina's Criminal Survey )

[His voice is soft, inquisitive, and free of any expression of pain. That wound this morning may as well have never happened.]

What is in a name? Sounds. Letters. Identity. Reputation. Expectations. Limits.

Would you rather defend your name or your life? [a pause] Provided you had the skills in which to do so.

[He wonders if Sasuke is awake now, listening.]

{OOC: He is hiding away cauterizing licking his wounds in private so Kitty certain people won't find him.}

Um...

[it's late at night and good girls should be in bed. and she had been in bed. but now she's awake again, and curled up on the couch in the living room below, legs tucked up to her chest and turning over her hairpins in her hands, hair falling around her face]

Does anyone else here have nightmares sometimes? What-- What do you do when you have them?

[Have a Mokou wearing a t-shirt too big for her and a ratty pair of overalls. Multi-coloured and somewhat damp. Sitting on a backless stool in the shelter kitchen eating a somewhat-charred lollipop.]

So. [Smirk-smirk.] Who's "Pouncellor de Leon"? [She holds up her copy of the disgustingly-pink mass-mailed postcard.]

((OOC: she's somewhat settled, and Holi making her remember her bff/leash-holder back home has made her calmer and less ready to singe someone at the slightest provocation. Feel free to poke her in person without worry.))

--I can't believe they're celebrating Holi. [He's kind of thrilled about it, and laughs.]

Holi is a festival of colors. I'm not sure if there's religious significance to it or not, other than that it's for spring, but in India people would throw colorful liquid or powder on passersby. And if you say to them, "Pardon me, but it's Holi," they're supposed to forgive you.

It's a lot of fun, if you can relax enough for it. If not... [sly] maybe you should stay indoors today?



((ooc: Respond to his voice post here! Otherwise this is an EVENT POST. Comment here if you want your character to get powdered, or if you want to lurk and throw brightly-colored water at other people, and other people will respond to your comment to oblige! Calling all pranksters, goofballs, and trolls!))

[The feed remains on audio and white noise for about a minute. Maybe some quiet humming. Gathering her thoughts? Who knows. But when the video flicks on, it's smiles and rainbows and sitting in a tree. BEST IDEA.]

What was that name... Seisette! We're having a housewarming party, okay~? ☆ Hmmm... How's the day after tomorrow sound? That's plenty enough time to get everything ready! Go invite a few of your friends over!

I promise to keep it small~ ♥

[Filtered from Minako]
[Silence as the filter flicks on. Then... HIHIHIHI] ...I lied. ♪

Who likes a party with only one or two people, hu~uh? So lame! Everyone who has the ears to hear this is invited! Be as loud or unruly as you want~! Property damage is absolutely okay! Fire extinguishers prohibited!

The only rule I have to put down is to bring your own snacks. Oh! And keep it a secret! I need to make sure she doesn't know, ri~ight? That takes all the fun out of the surprise~

Excuse me-- [She smiles into the camera, a bright and innocent smile.]

I know it's a little rude to ask, and you don't have to answer me if you wouldn't like, but could you tell me about the person you love?

Good morning boys and girls! We do hope you've slept well! [because they haven't slept at all.] We have a proposition for you, hmm? [Have a large, eerily grinning face in your video, Marina!]

How many of you more rambunctious sorts would be interested in a fight club? An all out brawl between yourself and another! Everyone gets a turn! The only rules are no disabling injuries, and when someone surrenders, you back off!

We're still working out the kinks, but for now, we'd like to just gather a headcount! Don't all pipe up at once! There'll be plenty of action for everyone! [they laugh]

[First, you hear some music. The screen's black at first, but as the track builds up a tacky visual collage launches -- disco balls, champagne bottles popping, dancing silhouettes, followed by a text that burst into the screen with animated stars and confetti:

( pardon the large text & sparkles~ )

The camera then turns 180º to Gabriel against the backdrop of the Education Center. With a spin of the chair he was sitting on, and with a snap to the music's beat, he (and the chair) are now in the Club's dance floor.

With a hop, a heel-spin and slide to the middle of the dance floor, he greets the network with much gusto --]

Good day to you, Marina!!

I'm your new neighbor -- got here a few days ago -- aaaand what do you say to having a little get together at the Club? There'll be music...

[Slides over the bar and plucks a ready martini from a bot--] Drinks! ...

[-- sashays on over back to the dance floor in front of the stage.] Singing and dancing!

So come one, come all! We'll be here all day, all night!


( OOC )

Good morning, inmates. It is the 108th day of the third generation. The weather will be clear today, and warm with light rain during the evening hours. The system's software update has been completed.

As I recently modified the sexual relations ban to allow for relations under accepted circumstances, I wish to make clear that ignoring the ban is completely unacceptable. As such, punishments for ignoring the ban will be more severe. Inmate Saki Konishi, I am certain you have noticed your restraint by now. It will deter physical contact for the duration of one week. Inmate C.C., as you continue to disregard the rules of this facility, you have been fitted with a restraint that will permanently prevent contact.

Inmate Nepeta Leijon, the items you requested are available by the entrance to Sector 0.

[Timid, shifting from hoof to hoof, a yellow pegasus with a beautiful pink mane looks nervous, fearful even, as she hides behind a rock, peeking out on occasion. The network device is sitting off to the side and slanted, as though obviously taken off. Shaking from head to hoof, you’d imagine that she’s cold, but the temperature outside isn’t bad. Voice trembling, it’s so quiet and faint that you have to struggle even just to hear it.]

Oh my a...a prison. Um...t-there must be a terrible mistake. You see...I don’t do very well with scary things, and criminals sound exceedingly frightening...

[Glancing around, swallowing thickly and voice lowering if ponally possible into a near squeak.]

Twilight Sparkle...? Rainbow Dash? This...i-isn’t a prank, is it _{Pinkie Pie...?}

[And here the pyro sits, perched like a bird on top of a tombstone that reads "Carmen Sandiego." She crosses her arms and taps her fingers, awaiting the pink one. The day has been boring and slow: the pink-haired girl sang a lovely song earlier, but Mokou ducked out of the camera's view for fear of the bots chasing after her. She has been entertaining herself by reading the public posts, but nothing of too much interest has popped up. She begins to doubt that the girl who called herself a witch really knows where she is.]

"Good behavior"...[Grumble, grumble.]