[voice]

IIIIEEEEE! [why did they actually make the spindle sharp?! He clutches his injured digit -

And stops. There's an abrupt silence as he realizes he's not at school anymore, and that he's got some weird kind of headpiece on.

Right on cue, the device begins its opening spiel. It gets through maybe the first two sentences.]


EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE?!



[Better hope your devices have audio equalizers, otherwise ouch. You can add "broken eardrums" to his list of crimes.

Those who happen to be near the Pet Cafe will be treated to this]

[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…

[ 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. ]

[once the line is open she hesitates, like so many times before she finally had the courage to click the button. Anew quickly double-checks the filter, takes a deep breath,]

Does anyone mind answering a question for me? I know it's a little personal -- [just say it]

Is it a hard thing for you to stand up for yourself?

[Have a dramatically loud whipcrack, Marina! Fuuma is in the park, showing off just the tiniest bit. He loops the whip back up easily, gathering it around his wrist. It's long and slim, carefully hand-woven.]

--I think I owe someone lessons~?

Oh, and -- where's that fellow who passed out yesterday, while I'm at it? Nena's unconscious friend.

Why - why would Acumen arrest a ghost? I don't think it makes much sense...Ghosts should be able to move on, right? I don't think it's fair to keep one here with m-me - with people. [does she sound a bit stressed?]

I really, really, really hope Acumen doesn't arrest any more...That would be the worst.

[Anyone who passes through Sector 1 will see Sakura slowly inching along the way. She's just left the headquarters and she's on her way home. It's dark and she looks more than unhappy being outside. In fact, she even has her wand out - just in case.]

[ooc: there is a 99.99% chance that Sakura will flail and accidentally hit you with her wand if you sneak up on her in the dark. She's had a traumatic day okay]

[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!))

[You're running.

You don't know why you're running, just that you blink and suddenly you are running. Everything looks so big. Too big. Tables, chairs, even flower pots are towering over you.

You need to hide. If you don't hide, she'll find you. You don't want her to find you. You want to win. You have to win.

The light, inquisitive booms from above and heavy footsteps echo as she nears.]

Now where could Pascal be~?

[Where can you hide? Behind the flowers, in the bush, in a cupboard with the pots and pans? Don't let her find you. It's 24:0 and this time you intend to win.

But...who's Pascal?]

{OOC: Enjoy a game of hide and seek! Anyone who tags in will be shrunk to the size of a cute little chameleon and Rapunzel will think you are Pascal. Of course, you will look like yourself and even think like yourselves, but for some reason you also know you are meant to be Pascal. Can you beat the champ at her own game? I'm sorry that tags will be so slow. I wanted this up before I lose the chance.}

[You're standing at a crossroads in the middle of nowhere. Or maybe you're stepping into a small town diner. Or maybe you just rented a hotel room that hasn't been refurbished since the 70s—nice room dividers though. Wherever you are, you have the feeling you're being watched. Don't worry though. It's just Sam. Tall, friendly, puppy dog eyed Sam.]

[Right?]


( OOC: Contains spoilers for seasons 4-5 )

KYAAAAAAAAAA~~!!!

[Plummeting from the sky, Kobato flails, struggling desperately to try and get a better hold of an umbrella in her hands in order to direct her fall.]

DOBATO! I TOLD YOU TO HOLD IT STEADY!

I'm tryinggggg!! KYAAA!!

Dammit, TRY HARDER!

[Crawling across her shoulder, a blue stuffed dog reaches up to try and help steady the failing umbrella, flames shooting from his mouth as he growls.]

You need to use both hands!

I can't!

NOW!

( Cut for length )

[Hokuto rests her chin in her hands as she stares out the window at the rain that has continued to fall throughout the day. There was a bit fabric around her, though the outfit that she's working on itself hasn't completely come together just yet in the next day or two she should have it done for both her and Subaru.

Still she looks rather bored, as if wanting to go out and do something a bit more lively.]

I know that they said it was raining to clean up from the festival, but does it really have to go on all day? Besides where are they getting all of the water if it's not salt water and we're under the ocean, there's no way they could desalinate that much water.

Days like this are when it would have been best to find a Karaoke bar or something and just say there until you absolutely had to go home. I don't suppose anyone would know if there's one here, or if there's anything else to do?

[It's raining and Lelouch is being a homebody, staying indoors and playing chess with himself idly. He's been thinking about this next move for quite some time, and it seems like now is as good a time as any... He flips on the communicator, relaxing and smiling into the video.]


You know, I was just thinking. Who else made secret codes or hand gestures as children? Like a phrase that sounded innocent but meant "Let's go meet outside," or a gesture that meant "Check up on that for me."

Maybe I'm the only one who thought in such complicated terms as an eight-year-old. [chuckling] But it was fun knowing that only we would understand.


[Acumen can hear them over the network, and possibly records the content of everything it translates through video. But unspoken hand gestures and phrases that don't mean what they sound like they mean are much more difficult to uncover in surveillance, aren't they?]

[Beautiful rain. The cold wet has always been so soothing to the pair of them, and they've currently settled themselves in the park to better enjoy it, crouched on the ground like some massive, breathing gargoyle. The only thing that moves is their tongue, and it slithers about almost mindlessly, touching their cheeks and occasionally catching some of the moisture, though they never seem to drink it.]

What a lovely morning... So nice and dark. Why can't it just rain forever, mm? That's what umbrellas are for...

[Murmuring to themselves, each statement occasionally punctured with a deep rasp of a chuckle. If anyone's up at this early hour and brave enough to muck about in the wet, feel free to say hello!]

[a breathy laugh; the video is slightly shaky, as Fuuma makes the last adjustments to his little campsite on the rooftop of a building in Sector 3. he's set up a tarp so his things don't get wetter than they already are. there's a sleeping bag, and a lamp, and a small plastic chest of drawers containing various knickknacks and a change of clothes, etc. that glimpse doesn't linger for long, though, as he redirects it back to himself. he's a little wet, but still cheerful]

Have to say that I missed the part where the warden said it was going to rain tonight. Not good, considering...!

[considering the fact that he obviously is living here on this rooftop]

At least real rain is a nice change from what I'm used to. Does this happen often?

[Feferi's spent most of her time at Marina on the beach- and even more time with her goggles on. Well, when the video feed flashes on this time, the goggles make sense, because it looks like she's just gone for a swim in the water. There are also a nice amount of extraordinary sand castles, the kind with towers and moats and little windows and everything. And a mesh bag never a bucket of seashells that she's collected.]

You all should flounder on over and play with me! There's a lot of reely exciting things to do on the beach, and I promise not to be a grumpy gills! It'll be fun!

Seishirou!

WHERE IS HE?!




((ooc: Putting this up now or I won't get to until laaaate. ;; Will be slowish to tag.))

[Deep, steadying breath.]

Hello, everyone. My name is Euphemia li Britannia for those of you I haven't met. [It feels like she needs another one of those deep, steadying breaths now, but she charges onward with nothing but sincerity and concern in her voice.]

I wanted to apologize to all of you for the horrible, unspeakable things I've said and done since I returned. I just want you to know I don't wish anyone harm, and I don't think any less of the Japanese. [She pauses here. It's hard to say all this with the way she is still fighting the geass back. Cross' sorcery had lessened the effect, but it hadn't removed it completely. It just made it manageable. Controllable.] I understand that I'll need to show this through my future actions as well as my words. If there is anything I can do to make amends, please don't hesitate to tell me.

I don't want to take up any more of your time. Thank you for listening, and once again. I'm deeply, deeply sorry to everyone and especially to those I threatened individually and Orihime.

[She hesitates a moment as if there is more she wants to say, but finally completes her broadcast with a soft click.]

[Well guys, here you have it. There is a cute fluffy bunny on the screen. Looks like it's been fed some clovers and a carrot. The chuckle that follows should be evidence enough of who this rabbit could belong to.]

I've been thinking about names for my new friend here and now it's definitely decided.

Without further adieu I would like to present to you all - -

Liv Tyler!

[Pause.]

Hey, Vriska? How's your cat?

Hello! Goodbye! Don't cry over spilled milk! Stay in school!

I received a couple packages the other day, one of them from a my~ster~ious person. Uwah, mysterious person, I must be ever so special to receive something from you! Maybe it was someone who wanted to be my Valentine, but was too shy to come forward. How cute. Be still my heart!

Yawn. Is the soap opera over yet? If you ask me, everyone could use more special effects and sci fi! Put on some dramatic background music!

Let's play a game called, "Guess how many people are going to come scold me!"

It's okay if you want to scold me. I don't mind~. It's not my energy being put to waste, after all! To be frank, it flatters me when people care enough to try, as if it will really make a difference~.

It won't.


Eh, Josak. I guess I should say... Thank you.