voice, action | closed, open
12 June 2012 at 12:43 am
[voice || private to Miranda]

Thanks for putting in that request. That was pretty awesome, actually.

[action | open]

[He's decided to hang around Sector 4 pretty much all day today with his roomie and his puppy, so if you happen to be out and about checking out the pets you might find Axel sitting with his back against a tree and tossing a couple of tennis balls out to a pile of puppies.

Pluto's among them with his easily distinguishable red collar, waggling his tail and barking even while the other puppies nip and playfully tug at his ears, and every time Axel throws the ball out to them they bark even louder and waddle along, becoming a squirming pile as they struggle to fetch.]


Heh. You guys are a riot.
[Video | Action to Roommates]
28 May 2012 at 07:54 pm
Pre-Video )

[Large brown eyes open, and a familiar, petite girl appears on screen. Only something's missing. A lot of something. Where long, thick hair once rolled past her shoulders, it's short, now, barely sneaking past the bottom of her chin. Sitting at a vanity in her room, she doesn't bother to draw attention to it. That isn't her reason for turning the device on.]

I've done a lot of thinking since I came to this place. It's cruel and unfair while treating everyone equal. We never know what to expect, either - whether it's an uprising or even chemical gases in the air. There's just no telling. But whether trying to escape or making this your permanent home, it's where we live for the time being.

That's why, I think it's good to protect what we do have here. Because what happens here is just as real as at home.

[She shakes her head]

Because I couldn't remember a good chunk of my time in Marina in the past, I've felt uncertain about a lot of different things. And even more confused and upset by actions at home, but - I think I'm finally beginning to figure things out.

[Eyes closing she draws a deep, peaceful breath.]

I know some people were effected negatively yesterday. To those of you who were, remember that today's a new day. Don't punish yourself for the past, and just concentrate on the present. In the end that's the only thing we have control of. I'll do the same, too. [A nod, before glancing back up into the screen, jaw set in determination.]

Suzuka-san, it's not too late to join the Defense Force, right? Lavi-kun - I promise I'll study for the next test. And Zero? Let's go get shio ramen together.

[OOC: Yuuki hacked off her hair. The majority of her icons won't reflect this, though (yet) so please bare with it! Had to use the current one though, because yay short hair!]
[AAAAAND...MINGLE!]
22 May 2012 at 11:52 pm
[The warnings have already been given, but it's a little too late. The gas was invisible, untraceable to the normal senses. But someone might feel it. The changes in them if they had been close enough, breathed in too much. Too bad they probably wouldn't care after that either.

It's not such a big deal now, is it? Neither is holding back on all those things they keep to themselves, or refusing to do the things they remind themselves are bad or dangerous or against the rules. Who cares about rules anymore? Why not just do what they want? Why should they hide how they feel? Why should they keep hiding who they really are? Who came up with all of these silly unspoken rules anyway?

You do not feel a loss of control. To you, it's like being more in control than you've ever been. And choosing to just go with it. You only have one life to live! Regret, remorse and reservation are all just words to you for the day. Just...try not to die or kill anyone.]


{OOC: Mingle post for the event! Your threads can occur anywhere open to the public in the prison, or not-so-public if you're including a closed thread, too. Although, it is encouraged to make your own post if you're keeping it closed to one or a few individuals. If you think you would rather make your own post instead of tagging it onto this one, please feel free!}
[[Video/Action || Open to All]]
21 May 2012 at 08:17 pm
[Cain is in a strange mood, to say the least. He's currently going through withdrawal, although he's mostly being medicated for it, and he's noticed in his last few interactions with people that he's dropped his guard. Not that he really cares right now, anyway.]

[He flips on a video feed and smiles]


So I noticed today that there is some increased security regarding your files, and that I am no longer able to check undetected. Being that I am currently completely reliant on Sentience for my medicine, it is probably suicidal to check in. ... Oh, Who am I kidding! That won't stop me. I could pull up personal medical records this time, but it will probably be too boring. There is some sort of ban on sex or something, right?

So no one is carrying anything appropriately disgusting?

[If you want to find him, he's right outside the noodle shop, eating plain rice noodles in a vegetable broth with his fingers. He doesn't usually care what anyone thinks of him, and now it's only worse.]

[[ooc: he's not even near a computer, and he's way too lazy to pull up medical records right now, so he won't, but he wants to see if he can trick anyone into spilling.]]
[ video | action ]
14 May 2012 at 11:05 pm
[ Humming fills the device before the soft darkness of black strands shifts as Diva piles her hair on top of her head, letting it fall in a cascade down her bare back. She’s wearing a towel, but not much else and her lips are curled in sated bliss.

She loves the heat, the warmth of a bath against her skin.

Decadent.

Looking up from her quiet repose, she smiles, leaning in close to breath against the shimmering screen of her device. ]


Join me, if you dare. [ she giggled once and then shut off the screen, but not before it catches a glimpse of the towel dropping, of Diva stepping into the sauna, enshrouded in a cloud of steam.

Redolent. ]


((ooc: Someone's up a little early this morning or is it that she hasn't slept at all? Either way, the public bath house in sector 2 is all hers for the moment. Enter if you dare... ♥ ))
[Action or Voice; Open!]
09 May 2012 at 12:04 pm
[Nill is gone and a certain Albino is starting to panic. He came back to where they were staying to find her missing. She wouldn't have just left without leaving him some sort of message. He hoped no one here took her, for their sake. So now he was out searching the Dome for her. May as well try to reach her on the Network.]

Nill? Where are you?

[Voice a little stern and strained with concern.]

Has anyone seen her?

[Filter: Naoto]

Is she with you?

((ooc: Feel free to run into Haine anywhere in the dome at any time of day. He'll spend all day looking for her (Partially in denial that she was sent back without him) ))
[video]
08 May 2012 at 01:40 pm
[In the couple of hours since Aerith has 'woken up' here, she's cycled through several emotions. Surprise and confusion the most prominent, but there's also a sliver of unease tucked away, nagging at her.

She thinks it's because she doesn't have the materia her mother gave her - it's a little bit like her security blanket, even if it was a tiny enough to tuck into the ribbon in her hair.

Disoriented, she has been wandering around in Sector 4, trying to think of what to do next. It's hard to switch from 'lone mission to try to save the Planet' to 'imprisoned underwater with no way out'. Not that she's thinking of escaping - but she does worry about what is happening back home.

Deciding it would be easier to just ask the network in general (and possibly find any of her friends, if they're here), Aerith fiddles with her communicator for a moment before it cuts on.
]

I wonder if I can- oh, I think it's working! [There's an adjustment made to the communicator so it's steady.]

Hi there! Wow, this really different from my PHS. I actually just had a question for everyone - I only arrived a little bit ago.

[It's funny how a few hours can seem like forever when one appears inside an underwater prison.]

I know that someone is sent back in our place... [There's a slight frown on her face before continuing.] What I'm curious about is there a way to find out what is happening back home? Besides asking someone who might have been there, anyway.

[Not that she even knows if anyone from home is actually there with her. She hopes if there is they'll catch this and contact her. She's not comfortable calling out for them over a network - she didn't know who might be listening.]

[OOC:Anyone is more than welcome to run into Aerith while she sticks around Sector 4! She's just kind of aimlessly strolling around, gathering her thoughts!]
[Video//Action | Open]
05 May 2012 at 02:47 pm
[The convergence of the week's events had her already contemplating this, but it was Neil's injuries the other day that had Lacus refusing to quit until it was done. The church would reopen tonight.]

Cut for length, feel free to skip down to the video )

[Video: Open]
[At first, all the video shows are the stars, shining in the night sky. The camera turns to show the inside of the church from the entry -- it looks entirely different than before. Where there was once plain wood and candlelight there is now light and color everywhere. Not only the stained glass in the windows, but the walls painted in vivid, abstract murals, the altar and pews stained a rich cherry.]

[And on the wall where had once hung a crucifix, and a man from it, a vibrantly colored portrait, of sorts.]


It's finished. [Lacus finally appears on the feed, but not as you might expect. Her expression is stern and her eyes flat and grey, as though the light can't reach them.] We mustn't allow acts of terror to weaken us. That is the truest war any of us will fight.

[She blinks, once, her seriousness giving way.] I hope... [Her eyelids flutter and her eyes return to normal, reflecting the light once more. But they close again, her balance faltering.]

[The feed cuts off as she hits the floor. If anyone tries to call for her, she doesn't respond.]


((OOC: Action is totally open to any and all! Network replies will be answered after an IC time delay. No need to read what's behind the cut to respond, and I'm sorry for the tl;dr... /)_(\ ))
[Mail | Day 164 | Belated again oops]
30 April 2012 at 10:26 am
    PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  • Euphemia li Britannia: flowers from Miranda Anonymous.
  • Kitty Pryde: flowers from Miranda Anonymous.

[PM has opted to do more walking today, though that's at least in part because she's carrying a bit of precious mail cargo--flowers! It would be a shame to spill them.]

[The ring also has the ability to give her tentacles if the pair of them sprouting from either side are any indication. Each is carefully curled around a set of flowers held close to her body for protection.]

[Still, wearing the ring so often is taking its toll, and she takes the occasional break to lean against a tree or a fence. At this point, though, she's really just trying to keep her ring for her route to keep appearances up for Jack--for much of her day, she hasn't worn it much at all. So she can be found in a relatively normal form at the post office!]

[Click here for pen pal signups. Mail submissions for Day 165 go here!]
[action / video]
18 April 2012 at 08:42 am
[action]
[Roxas has acquired ~*~pixie dust~*~, straight from Neverland. you might have heard of it. you think a happy thought, and you fly! nothing has ever made him happier than flying, and so he's excited enough that it's hard to remember that he wants to share it with other people. there's no harm in dusting himself now, and then going to find his friends, right?]

[so you might see an extremely happy blond Nobody flying around the dome like in a certain fairy tale, trailing glittering gold pixie dust]



[video]
Hey -- anyone who's interested in the photography club! We should have our first meet-up soon. But I thought about giving an assignment first. How about... bring a photograph of something straight up. Like lying on your back under a tree, or a perspective shot of the clocktower? Something like that. Be creative!

There's a room in the school where you can develop your film or print out a picture on nice paper, when you have one you like.

[if you're looking close enough you might notice that he's glittering with gold or that he's bobbing in the air a little, or see from his glowing face that he's in an amazing mood. but he's inspired, so he's rambling about his photography club!]
voice || open, private
17 April 2012 at 01:48 pm
You know...someone should go release all the bunnies from the pet cafe. I think that'd be pretty cool, especially if our next holiday might be Easter or something.

[voice || private to Wolfram]
[His voice lowers a bit, less amused, but more serious. He's at the apartment right now, seated on top of his bed and hugging a pillow close. He's kind of been stuck at home for the past couple of days along with his roomie...and he's been thinking about some things.]

Hey, Wolfie, how you feelin'?
[ Action | Closed ]
31 March 2012 at 07:54 pm
[ Wolfram is growing restless, moreso than he has been during the past few days-- a mix of uncertainty and impatience is taking over him. (It's mostly impatience, though.)

He's returning from the convenience store with a little plastic bag with sea salt ice cream bars and some snacks for Pluto. He could go to his apartment but if he goes there the impatience he's feeling will only grow. 

Instead he's going to sit by the beach, will unwrap one of the bars and will munch on it quietly while he waits for Axel to come home. ]
_____
{{ ooc: Placeholder post! }}
[The 160th Day]
26 March 2012 at 09:09 pm
Good morning, everyone. Today is the 160th day of the third generation of this facility, and -- as many of you are probably aware, there were some upsetting incidents last night.

[Today there's no video post from Sentience; just voice. It might sound a little downcast to you.]

My sensors detected nothing awry until the moment of the video, or else it certainly would have been stopped. I deeply apologize to everyone for allowing something like that to happen, but... I suppose it was optimistic of me to think it wouldn't.

Allow me at least to reassure you all that no one was permanently injured or worse. The guilty parties are in custody, and I will think on the punishments for them, but if anyone would like to register opinions, questions, or complaints, then... I will hear them at the kiosk.

...This is a rather depressing way to start the day, so I have decided to make it warm and sunny today! There should be no need for jackets or coats out in the dome today.
[action | mingle][setting fire to the second bar]
22 March 2012 at 09:33 pm
In which Kitty blows up the bar )

(OOC: Characters in sector five will hear multiple explosions of varying volume. The sound may carry to neighboring sectors or be heard by anyone with super hearing of course. They are located partially underground which is muffling the sound to some extent. The immediate vicinity is clear at the time of the ignition. Flames will reach and exceed the surface, but Zelgadis will be on the scene shortly after the first audible explosion to begin containing the blaze. He will have it in hand on his own, but anyone rushing to the scene is welcome to help. Feel free to mingle. Kitty will have an open thread below. People are welcome to assume they were among those asked/told/threatened to leave the bar initially!]
[Video//Action]
22 March 2012 at 05:22 pm
[Anyone working the DF dispatch right around noon will register an alarm. Someone's vitals are taking a nosedive. But before anyone can call it in, a video feed snaps on.]

Cut for blood and evidence of torture )

((OOC: There will be one closed action thread for the Order crew and anyone they invite in to help rescue Cross - healers/others can offer their help over the network. Other people who want to show up at the church will find that Komui has blocked the entrances for their protection, but they can thread with Komui or each other. Please note that the church will be closed and off limits until further notice.

Network replies will need threadjacks since Cross is -- uh. Indisposed.))
[Action | Open] Two for one!
19 March 2012 at 07:05 pm
[If you know Lacus, you know she's a little overly curious sometimes, so it might not come as a big surprise to see her roaming around, pausing to touch various things, smell some flowers if any happen to be in the area. But she's not usually followed around by an athletic, headphone-wearing brunette who's carrying an impressive laptop/handheld technogadget combo. And usually there aren't electrodes under all that pink hair.]

[Lacus isn't bothered by the rain in the slightest and Rebecca has the equipment covered so they're just as likely to be outside as inside, Lacus playing around in the light rain in clothing that's quite a bit more suited to summer than early spring. At Rebecca's direction, Lacus is idly taking her time to take in whatever's around, whether that's dipping her fingers in the koi pond or nestling into an armchair in the shelter common room or leaning against the brick wall of one of the lesser used buildings. She might sample a few things from the restaurants, too.]

[And if you happen to be around, Lacus might casually ask if she can touch you. Don't worry, it's all for science.]


((OOC: Threads will be with Lacus and Rebecca and can be located anywhere in the dome! Feel free to ask what's going on, or react as if Lacus has approached you. There will be no touching without permission, but she's a hard girl to say no to ^_^ ]
[ voice ]
15 March 2012 at 12:05 am
Well, I guess it's official. I'm shit out of luck and desperate for a distraction.

So, porn or zombies?

And if you've got a secret stash, I want in on it!

[ Yep, someone's managed to avoid all the mirrors today. Blame Cas for disappearing. Dean's in no mood to see how crappy he actually looks. And, if ever there was one thing that helped cheer Dean up, it was a good horror flick and some porn. ]
001 → video;
08 March 2012 at 05:39 pm
[ So, there's crying.

It's not particularly bad or hysterical, but it's clearly coming from someone young. The video isn't position particularly well, because Luca has no idea what the communicator even is or how it's supposed to be used.

Instead he's apparently been smacking it against something in frustration, causing into to cut out and then start again every few seconds. There's a young face, red hair, and tears. ]


Brother!

--ther, where are you? I can't get th'--

--an' it's heavy!

[ Finally the headset is dropped, abandoned as Luca starts at the ball and chain attached to his foot once again. ]

[ ooc; herp, what is being able to read and know electronics, so the headset thing is kind of...awkward. oops! ]
[mingle] Mistletoe Bots
13 February 2012 at 04:14 pm
[Lovely day for being in any open, common area of the dome, isn't it? Of course there is a chance of kissing bot, but it's always something in the underwater prison.]

(OOC: Check out the OOC post for details. Pucker up! Edit: Links for those with loading problems!)
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video + action;
07 February 2012 at 05:09 pm
[ His own hand reaches up, fingers lightly stroking the cloth patch that had affixed itself where his right eye should be. A momentary look of irritation and a furrow to his brow appears but he soon dismisses it, lowering his hand as he does. With a single breath, he considers every bit of information rather abruptly force fed to him before he finally glances at the device he has.

So it's come to this. While he had been careful in covering his tracks, only leaving clues obvious to his beloved, it seemed the law came for everyone. No matter how twisted its sense of justice was. However, it doesn't surprise him. It would have taken an extraordinarily sophisticated system to have captured him. So much more to have been able to tend to his burns (minor stings now, not so much that it bothered him) and seal him off.

But there was still a trickle of power remaining.
One tiny string he could pull that seemed so familiar. Connected to a certain... doll.

Wonderful. A small message drifts through the ether in hopes to hit a particular blond shinigami. Just two words. Simple and in a familiar voice to Hisoka's mind: Hello, boy.

But there would be time for a proper hello. For know, the matter at hand. ]


Incarceration. Quite the interesting situation I seem to have landed myself in.

[ A pause as he considers what else to say. But the thoughtfulness is replaced by a rather small smile. ]

I suppose it would be only proper to introduce myself to my fellow inmates. I am Kazutaka Muraki, a doctor by profession from where I was taken from specializing in cardiology and pediatrics.

Perhaps Acumen has a twisted sense of justice to bring a man such as myself to prison.