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19 June 2012 at 03:20 pm
[she hasn't seen Cain in a while, and he's been considerably more inactive on the network... but they'd certainly done some bonding during the day there were no inhibitions for most of the inhabitants—granted, she understands that might be why she hasn't much seen him. in his own way, Cain's very reserved, she's come to realize. but they'd accepted each other as friends. she preferred that to being enemies.

she wonders if she should make some sort of network post to check up on him, looking over her shoulder with her hands curled at her collar-bones. then, turning a corner, she happens to literally bump into him—not with enough force to knock anyone over, but enough to startle (she jumps a little).]


Cain!

[her posture relaxes into a hunch, and Painwheel tilts her head.]

Hey. It's been a while... Everything okay?
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19 June 2012 at 12:21 pm
[Someone does not look happy.]

Wake up and get on this thing, idiot. You couldn't have been snoozing for that long.
I've been asking around this place for you since I guess you've been so lazy that you couldn't even get off your ass long enough to do some digging for relevant data. I'm real glad that the second I'm out of sight you start slacking off, thanks.

Listen up. Starting today you're going to shut the fuck up about this Mother business to anyone who isn't me. If we want out, we're gonna have to make nice with the humans already living here for a little while and see what we can use from them. I'm cleaning up your mess as best as I can, and as far as everything else is concerned, you're my sad, brain-damaged little baby brother who doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about and can't do anything right.

And that's not so far from the truth, is it.

[Birdman's hand is pressed firmly into the side of his head. Despite the pills Cain left behind when Robin took him away, he's still in a lot of pain.]

If you've got anything helpful to say here, I'm listening. Otherwise you better not waste my time.

[He starts to turn away, probably to search for more pills, then turns back too fast, this time way too close to the camera, so much venom in his voice he's almost hissing.]

And don't even think of coming here. If you think I want to see your stupid face right now, you're even more out of your mind than what I've been telling people.
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13 June 2012 at 12:51 pm
[Good afternoon, Marina! Today, there's a transmission from Robin. He's sitting in the park and...okay is he really covered in robins? Yes, yes he is. There's one on each shoulder, one on his head and a few scattered around his legs as he sits on the ground.

Instead of looking irritated, he just chuckles a little and smiles at the camera.]


I just thought everyone would appreciate the visual pun of Robin covered in robins. I swear I didn't plan this-- they just flew over to me. Good thing it's only for a day. I couldn't get anything done while covered in robins.

How about you guys? Any interesting encounters today?

[Should you venture to the park, you'll see Robin sitting under a tree with his robins. He's kind of given up trying to shake them off. They just flock back or follow him around. Fortunately, he does like robins and, well, most animals. Feel free to run into him, maybe literally. Just don't mess with the robins; he won't like that.]
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11 June 2012 at 06:51 pm
So it's been about a week now, and I've lost a bit of totally unnecessary beauty sleep, but I finally think I've whipped this annoying new code enough that it's nice and malleable and in utter submission to yours truly. As far as it's concerned I'm a scantily clad goddess in tall boots. Is there anything more satisfying?

[pause for the rhetorical question, because no. No, there is not.]

And I know you're out there, fellow grey hats. My people~! Let this be my way of saying "hey baby, we should hang."

[She turns on a moderate encryption, something that anyone with decent hacking experience will easily slip by. Those with more hacking experience will find the encryption elegant and creative, for what it is. She's not after only the cream of the crop just now -- she's looking for buds, not a hack-war.]

[Voice // Encrypted at 30%]

Here we go, a nice easy one to get people in the door. If you slipped that mini-net then, Hi! I'm Penelope Garcia, blonde bombshell and supreme information goddess. I'd go into my turn-ons, but hey, enough about me.

Hit me with your name, rank, and your favorite OS, darlings.
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04 June 2012 at 11:57 pm
[ quinn stares at the pamphlet for a moment, skimming the pages, then tosses it aside like it was a piece of trash she'd picked up by mistake. ]

If this is some sort of freshman hazing, I've seen better. [ like how the football team used to trap artie in the porta-potties. ] I've done better. [ things she'd rather not think about; that's not her anymore. ] I'm not impressed, and I'm not joining whatever sorority you're trying to recruit for. My answer's no, so you can let me out now.

I've got orientation in an hour and if I miss, I won't hesitate to turn you and everyone else involved in this to campus police.
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04 June 2012 at 09:16 pm
[Some greasy fool in latex-looking overalls is trying to stare into the lens-portion of the communicator and not doing a good job because he is extremely walleyed and holy crap look at this dude.]

Hmm.

[He fiddles with the buttons on the thing on his ear, and the video feed phases in and out a few times. Visuals fade back in after a few more moments of him dicking around.]

Are we tuned in?

[Pause.]
[Then weird lopsided smiling.]

Hi there~

Am I the only one around?
The brochure says there's a "baseball" team, but I'm not so sure how old the brochure is, so. Sometimes you find old relics in weird places.

[The "brochure" is in a wadded-up ball behind him on the floor, so it's safe to assume he didn't do much reading.]

Could someone maybe set me straight, if anyone is around? I think I got a little turned around. Maybe sometime last night.
[Sure.]
And I need to get home.
[Right.]
Or I'm never going to hear the end of it.
[Whatever.]
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24 May 2012 at 10:04 pm
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the world at large doe2n't need two hear them 2o how about you cram iit up your 2eedflap2 and 2top two thiink about that before expo2iing the re2t of u2 two your 2hame.
iit'2 liike ii'm 2ufferiing from miild 2econd had embarra22ment for all you poor grubmunche2 over here.
or maybe people are fiinally 2tartiing two lo2e theiir miind2.
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24 May 2012 at 11:51 am
It's been worrying at me since Mal left. This isn't how it's meant to be. He doesn't leave me. Mal never leaves me. He comes and retrieves me from places where I'm perfectly safe to put me in the middle of a war even when he wishes I were somewhere else. He denies that he wants me around while making it impossible for me to leave. He wouldn't leave me in prison. Ever.

[She sounds incredibly affronted and offended by the whole idea of Mal leaving her.]

I got him out of scrape with the law more than once and yes I slapped him and yes it was fun, but it was necessary to sell the scenario. One would hardly believe I'd allow my man servant to escape with another woman and not punish him in some way.

It's ridiculous that Sentience has allowed things to progress in a manner that is so inconsistent with previous behaviors.

[And there's the sound of something shattering against the wall. The next is said in a very quiet voice, almost a whisper]

I miss him.
[video/action] Beach Party!
23 May 2012 at 06:39 pm
[Michiru has been busy today. She had woken up with sudden urge to throw a party so she had spent most of the morning setting up her idea and finally she is ready to let people know about it.

As the video feed turns on, people will notice that a portion of the beach has been set up for a beach party including drinks, snacks, and appropriate beach games. And of course the teal-haired Senshi throwing the party]


Good afternoon, Marina. It seemed like today is as good a day as any to have a beach party. I have everything that I thought of for games and snacks, but if you can think of, feel free to bring it as well.

[And now for the fun part...]

And just to make it a little more fun, let's make it a clothing optional beach party. But please wait until you get to the beach for those who do not wish to join us.

See you here soon.

[And video feed out]

[ooc: Why yes, she did say clothing optional. Michiru's all set up at the beach and will stay for as long as there are people there or until the gas wears off which ever comes first. Create threads and tag amongst yourselves and above all, have fun!

If you want to respond to Michiru's video post or interact with her, there is a thread here. Otherwise, notifs are off]
[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!}
[Voice]
22 May 2012 at 10:25 pm
Aidan you stupid fuck. I can't believe you ran out on me... [He sounds indignant at best but, SIIIGH oh well. Guess Helix is confident his boyfriend will come back in one piece.]

You couldn't wait till I was out of the shower? Get your ass back here already, I got something I wanted to say. [Though... something occurs to him and he goes with it.]

Helix pours his guts out... )
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22 May 2012 at 01:22 pm
[These things always happen on sword class days, why is that?]

[Cain feels like he should question it, maybe even cancel class and stay inside with Felicia, but ultimately he decides to just carry on in the face of it all, because... why not? Whatever Sentience was talking about is really not that big a deal.]

[So, class will be happening today, and he's at the training hall at his usual time, instructing students and ready to watch them wail on each other with sticks--ready to intervene if they happen to get too enthusiastic. Otherwise, he can also be found coming and going, or stopping at the ramen stand for a meal after class.]
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21 May 2012 at 05:54 pm
Just a curious little poll for my fellow dome dwellers, just kinda curious about something. I mean, if you've ever been to the computer lab in sector two you might've noticed the intranet set up. Not internet, of course, but it's something. Was wondering if anyone would use it more if it had some... better content? [Oh, she's thinking of a few things.]

... For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, you really need to be introduced to being online. And stat. I might even be able to hook you up sometime.


Action; closed to Cross )
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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.]]
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21 May 2012 at 06:28 pm
[so how's it going this fine day of no inhibitions, prisoners of Marina?

Painwheel is meandering—she's been exploring for the past couple of days, finally having even settled on a place for herself. but she's not there, now. right now, she's harmlessly wandering around sector 5, since she hasn't explored as much of it yet.

she's been braving going out more and more, despite her hesitation to be seen. she's feeling less like she has to hide for the sake of not scaring the piss out of everyone. she still seems to be laying a little low, though. no one's really seen her face, save for 3-4 people.

and she's totally unaffected by, if not also completely oblivious of, the gas that's choking up the asylum. without any inhibitions, how does a face like this make you feel?

and even if you aren't affected, feel free to say hi whether or not you know her!]
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21 May 2012 at 05:15 pm
[There's a low moan as the video snaps on, a sound of pain, somewhere between human and animal. The image lurches to one side, then the other, finally crashing to the sidewalk. The hospital is in view some distance away, behind her so it's clear she was walking away from it rather than toward.]

[Saya curls up with her back to the wall, knees pulled to her chest, fingers clutching at her head.]
...Please, no. Not again, I don't want to --

[Whatever she's saying is cut off by a growl, her lips parting around extended fangs, eyes glowing an intense red. A slam of her head against the concrete and then her eyes are back to their normal auburn, snarl replaced by panicked fear.]

Zero? ...A-Anri? Someone, please... [her words are cut short again, this time by an abbreviated cry as Saya struggles for control over herself. Just like Vietnam, only this time she's painfully and cruelly aware of the Chiropteran part of her mind that's threatening to take over.]


((OOC: She probably won't attack people unless they attack her first, and certainly no attacks without OOC permission!))
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19 May 2012 at 06:43 pm
[ There is absolutely nothing abnormal about a carapaced man sitting under a light, attempting to read a book from the large stack beside him at an unholy hour of night. Nothing abnormal about that at all, as if it was abnormal, AR would not be doing it. ]

[ AR's a cross between overtired and jittery, eyes coming off of the pages every other moment to see if his surroundings have changed. He doesn't appear to be focusing on the book very often, his foot nervously tapping the ground nervously to a fast beat that only he can hear. ]
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19 May 2012 at 11:19 pm
[So, a couple days ago there was a little accident involving a certain caped crusader of the batgirl kind. And Tim, being Tim wasn’t going to let one of his kind get “outed” like that. He was aware it didn’t suppose that much of a big deal in this place, where not many people were even from their world and little people actually cared.

But he hadn’t been lying about his name ever since he set a foot in here to let it out that easily. He’d fight to make everybody believe Steph and Batgirl were completely different people and the idea of them being the same was ridiculous. So, the solution he has found?

Crossdressing. For justice.

You’ll find “Batgirl” patrolling around, being obviously less careful about being seen than what she would usually be. Tim wants to be seen, especially around Steph. But he doesn’t actually want to be noticed or talked to, so at the same time the mysterious Batgirl will sneak away once he’s completely sure you have seen him and Steph in the same place at the same time.

If you’re in need of help, though? Not even a bit (or not so bit) of stuffing will stop a Robin from helping people.
]

[OOC: SO YES Tim dressed up as a girl to prevent Steph's identity as BG to be known. Feel free to notice something is slightly off, but Tim is a good actor.]
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15 May 2012 at 09:46 pm
[Video]

[Yay, Marina! Have a Ventus on your screen, offering a cherry smile and a little wave, behind him what looked like the living room of the apartment he used to share with Aqua.]

Uh, hi there! My name's Ventus and I've been here a bit - in Marina and this apartment. And, well, there's an extra room and it's been sitting empty for awhile. So, if anyone out there is wanting to get out of the Shelter or just move out in general, I have a free space. Er, I guess that means I'm looking for a roommate. If you're interested, send me a vid or stop by to check it out.

[Action]

[And while he waits for replies on that statement, he's out in the gym today with several of the padded mats. He's practicing dodging and rolling and moves that go with it. So if you're there he's leaping onto the mats, rolling, coming up and slashing or throwing his blade up as if intercepting an attack, then getting off and repeating this process.

Really, it all just looks very dizzying.]
[ The 167th Day ]
14 May 2012 at 05:45 pm
Good morning, everyone! Today is the 167th day of the third generation. It will still be cold today, but after taking into account everyone's wishes, I will begin transitioning into spring over the next week or so. You may look forward to warming weather and some light rains.

With that said, I believe today should be quiet, and I have no real requests to fill, so... I would like once again to remind everyone that we have classes available, both in recorded form for your convenience, and in the school operated by Princess Euphemia. Anyone who is curious should consider perusing them, or our library. It's always good to learn more!