[Accidental Video]
06 March 2012 at 11:53 am
[Remember these big brown eyes, Marina? Chun-Li is looking thoroughly confused, and perhaps not just a little queasy. Her long hair is spilling over her shoulders, one bun undone and only lending itself to her frazzled appearance.]

[She doesn't recognize that voice speaking to her, and has no idea what happened to the old Warden. Not that she had any lost love for Acumen Has she been knocked out for--nearly a week and a half? She shakes her head, trying to get rid of the disorientation. She’s in an entirely different area—out near the dojo, in fact, and she knows that was not where she was only seconds ago. Her muscles are practically humming with energy, and she’s not afraid to defend herself if something bad is going on.]

[She notices the communicator blinking cheerfully at her and, in one, vicious motion, stabs the button to turn it off.]
[Action / Video]
02 January 2012 at 06:01 pm
[The first thing Hisoka does when he wakes is stare around at his surroundings blankly. He's outside in some sort of park, like he last remembers being, but everything is different. Gone are the cherry blossom trees – though there are a few petals covering him and in his hair – and instead of standing next to Tsuzuki, he is sitting on a bench]

W-What..? [He blinks, as if this is a dream and he'll wake if he concentrates, but when his eyes open again he's still here. Hisoka startles slightly at the welcoming message that the communicator decides to flash before his eyes, and then, after a few minutes of careful thinking and staring at the ball and chain around his ankle, starts to press things to try and turn on the... There we go.

A feminine and doll-like face appears in the video feed, vibrant green eyes gazing into it with confusion in their depths]
Tsuzuki, you there? What happened? How did I get here? [A frown] I can't teleport back, something's blocking me. And what exactly does this thing mean by prison?
001 ♥ Action | Video
02 January 2012 at 04:15 pm

[The soft, muffled sound of sniffles floats in the air, voice feminine as the young brunette draws in a shaky breath. Sitting on the cool cement, slumping forward she cries openly into her hands. Long hair shakes, falling over her shoulders as her pale palms grow moist with her own tears. Beside her, a discarded basket sits untouched.]

Wh-what now?

[Hopelessly scrubbing her eyes with the backs of her hands, tears trickle in endless, cascading waterfalls down her cheeks. Her gaze never lifts, the weight of it too heavy beneath clear depression. Her brown eyes shimmer, lashes clumping as salty droplets gather to cling wetly before joining the rest. Her voice cracks, barely above a whisper as she speaks, brokenly.]

I really screwed it up this time. A-And now...I can't even contact them. Ohh...

[Head shaking, she once more buries her head into he palms on a high pitched sob, crying just that much more than before.]
[Action | Closed]
22 December 2011 at 12:56 am
[If there's one thing Cross hates, it's being confined. But a close second is running out of cigarettes, which he's bound to do if he doesn't stop stalking the halls and smoking. Stupid Komui.]

[There is one thing that improves his mood without fail, however. And here's a good example: Chun-Li also happening to be in the corridor, looking good enough to eat, as always.]

Fancy meeting you here.

((OOC: Content will almost definitely be NSFW.))
[ Gamewide Mingle ]
30 November 2011 at 06:24 pm
[Sector 5 sees a lot of people over the course of a day. Many live there in houses or apartment complexes; many come there to shop for food or clothing; many come there to relax and have a meal; some even come for the entertainments offered by the bowling alley, the ice rink, or the Devil's Compass.]

[Everyone who might have passed through Sector 5 today is invited to thread out a chance encounter here, or a date, or a gathering of friends. Just tell everyone where your character is and what they're doing, and go!]
[ Voice | Action | Wide Open! ]
09 November 2011 at 09:10 pm
Good afternoon, Marina! Ladies, it's that time again~ Yesterday was so stressful, and it's been a while since we all gathered together, so head over to the spa for a spell! [ Jeanne's enthusiasm isn't quite at the levels it normally is for these, but she hides it behind her newfound energy. ] Today we are doing things a little differently -- and by "we" I mean my new friend Inara and I! She has a world of experience in things I could only read about in magazines, so tonight is sure to be a real treat.

Come on down to the public bathhouse, let your hair down, and get pampered just like you deserve! Hope to see you all there!

[ Action | Come one, come all! ] )

((OOC note: Post is NOT filtered, so "crashers" (read: boys) are welcome -- serious troublemakers will be escorted out, so please make an OOC note in your tag if you feel comfortable with that happening, or have someone planned to do just that. Otherwise there might be some female Defense Force members who will gladly do the honors~

If you want to answer the voice portion, just tag into this sub-thread for Jeanne only, otherwise mingle and tag around as you like. <3)
[Action | Open]
08 November 2011 at 01:36 am
This can't -- be happening )

[His scream can be heard by people in and around Sector 4 -- biting, feral, two thousand days' torment escaping at once. And it won't be hard to trace the sound when its stopped, because what wasn't let out through his throat will likely be suffered by one of the walls in their basement apartment.]

((OOC: Feel free to hear him and barge right in! ...Or wait 'till he punches/blows a hole in the wall and just peer in. Saber may also choose to participate in threads if Ari wants! A-apologies in advance for his unreasonableness OTL))
[action | open] Backdated to daytime
06 November 2011 at 09:42 pm
[This is what he gets for eating candy. He would get warned that eating to much was bad for you, cavities, all that junk, but this? This was clearly far worse and he was NOT okay with this. Not okay at all.

This being the fact he was no longer 14 years old, but rather 8. He had been wanting to grow up not down! It had sucked being shorter than Terra and Aqua, but now he was shorter than practically everyone he was sure. Great. Just great.

And on top of it all - he now had bunny ears and a bunny tail. Yes. Bunny ears and a tail. A little bit of cotton fluff popping out of his pants and one ear straight up and the other flopped slightly down and thankfully not falling into his eyes.

Yeah, this was what he got for eating candy, and unfortunately he had picked them up from a little bowl at the store, so he would need to walk through the dome in order to get back to his place, but he didn't want to just hide in the apartment all day. That would be so boring! Maybe no one would notice, think it was practice for something....

Yeah right. He was lucky, but not that lucky.]

[ooc: So Ven is wandering around the dome, and he has been hit with a de-age and animal parts - in this case, a bunny. He's roughly 8 years old, with white ears and cotton ball tail. I know it's late, but I am celebrating finishing a major project. Go me! \o/ ]
21 October 2011 at 02:21 pm
[Oh hey, it's this guy.]

[York is seated at a desk in an apartment, a vaguely amused look on his face. He appears to be wearing a brand new suit, looking sharp as a tack, if a little too big in the shoulders. Oh, well. He's as sincere and conversational as you can possibly be about what he's about to say.]

This morning's prank was absolutely perfect! Nothing like waking up in the wrong bed to keep you on your toes. I'd like to shake the hand of whomever put that one together. If I need to shake a slimy flipper or a robotic grasping tool, I'll be glad to do that, too.

Reminds me of my high school days... not that I or anyone I knew had the ability to teleport people around. Too bad, really.

By the way, I'd like to talk to someone about the Defense Force. Or several someones. I'm not exactly short on time, unless someone would like to tailor my new suits for me. [This is not a joke. Suits are a very important matter.]
17 October 2011 at 09:00 pm
[It may be early, but Cloud looks like he's been up for a few hours at least. He's already dressed in his usual black ensemble, sans sword harness, and his hair is as tamed as it ever gets (in effect, it looks like he let a bird style it and then gelled the result into place).]

I've been hearing about the Defense Force since I got here, and I'd like to know more. Anything you can tell me, really.
[VIdeo | Open]
03 October 2011 at 05:11 pm
So it's true...

[At first all that broadcasts is a soft, thoughtful male voice, but this is soon followed by a delicate young face framed by shaggy golden brown hair. Anyone who saw Nakama's picture of the pilots hanging in her living room just might recognise him. His eyes are gentle, totally unfrightened, and he speaks with a measured calm that doesn't seem to be at all forced.]

Hello, everyone. My name is Kunihiko Moji, and I just got here. I'd like to thank the people who made the basket and the pamphlet, since they've helped me figure out most of what's happened, but I do have a question for anyone who might have more information on these doubles who were apparently sent to replace us? Any help would be appreciated.

[A brief pause, and then, a bit more seriously:] And if any of my friends are here, I'd like to talk to you. I think there's something you should know.
[video/action | open]
19 September 2011 at 10:08 pm
Good morning, Marina. [Have a young woman standing outside of the dojo, as awake and alert as ever despite last night's activities. She's in her usual garb today, and from the looks of it, she's been warming up for some sort of physical strain.]

I was wondering if there was anyone who wanted to spar outside of the dojo? I could use the practice, and a partner is always more beneficial than a training dummy. Nothing serious, of course, we don't want to really hurt each other~ [Though the glint in her eye suggests she'll be going easy on you.]

Thanks for your time!
14 September 2011 at 03:39 pm
Upon entering Sector 4, the very large tent that stands framed by the beach is quickly noticeable. Closer, one can see colors dancing upon the white sheets, like opalesque spires under the moving onyx sky. As you enter one of the wings of the tents, grass give way to wooden flooring, and chains of white blossoms and gold ribbons line the sides. The open dance floor in the center bids one to look up to whimsical white-gold lamps, balls of light dancing in seas of violet, blue, green and pink organza. The fabrics fall down pillars adorned with leaves and flowers. Tables set in white and gold with jewel toned flowers sit at the four wings surrounding the dance floor.

... but it is far too early to take a seat. Smile and greet your fellow attendee, take the hand of a friend, and dance to the music.

Welcome to Marina Academy's First Promenade!

There are large tables with finger foods and punch (not spiked -- save it for the after-party!), and very little space near the walls (sorry, wallflowers! You won't get away so easily. )  After a large number of people are gathered together, Jeanne stands up on the small stage set to the side of the dance floor and taps on the microphone to get everyone's attention...

+ Info post / thread index (please read this first!)
+ Jeanne's greeting speech!
+ Prom King and Queen announcement. (Spoiler: It's Euphie and Kanda.)
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06 September 2011 at 04:39 pm
[naoto has no idea how this happened. she was with Heine and Nill back at the church - when those twins appeared...]

[and now she's in prison. it's not like it could get any worse. there were still those same boundaries, dangerous people, and the need to survive. she fixes a glare at the camera] I don't care about the crimes you committed or the people you killed. Just know that if you point your teeth at me next, I'll pull them out for you.
[ Video / Action | Sector 4 ]
06 September 2011 at 10:28 pm
----- [ Open ] -----

[ Remember this brightly smiling face, Marina? This man is currently surrounded by greenery, long hair pulled back in a ponytail and is holding a pair of pruning scissors. ]

Roses, for all their beauty, are known to be quite the fussy plants! Constant pruning is required, for the leaves tend to take away nutrients that would otherwise be channeled towards healthy blossoms.

[ Talking to himself? Maybe. Until he looks to the camera~ ]

Roses are also versatile plants, for not only their perfume nor their appearance make most of their charm, but their taste as well. They make the interesting addition to tea, roast birds and pastries.

So, tell me Marina, are there unique recipes from your home that you might want to share? Perhaps those tuning in to this feed might pick up something new as well!

----- [ Private to Rai and M-21 ] -----

[ Now he has the welcome basket -- the treats, the pamphlet and brochures, and other supplies. Along with the basket came a new accessory. And so as promptly and sharply as he can, albeit void of any humor -- ]

Master, M-21.

I have been restrained. I will be late for dinner.
29 August 2011 at 11:20 pm
[The training the previous day with Ryo and Touma had only left him feeling both set back and determined. The armors were gone for them--for now, possibly, the thought stays, but Seiji doesn't focus on it--but the power is there. He can feel it.

The butterfly pavilion is quiet, peaceful, soothing, and he sits neatly on the ground, tuning into the loudness of the silence. The flapping of the fragile, gossamer wings. The inhalation of air into his own lungs. The sound of his heart beating. He lets the world fall away and reaches inside of himself for the power that is there, blocked--disconnected.

But he cannot stop trying.

Unbeknownst to Seiji, his body has begun to glow, ever so lightly, the kanji for "spirit" glowing on his brow. It's as if his skin has been covered with a gentle ambiance of light with no source. It is all that he can achieve, but it's also something that may attract attention.]

{OOC: Nothing flashy, since Seiji doesn't have that kind of power himself, but he'll keep trying anyway.}
Location: Butterfly Pavilion / Early Morning
[Action | Open]
17 August 2011 at 02:00 pm
[Sometime around noon, very cute little white animal can be found wandering the dome. Though he wears a communicator, he hasn't really made much of a fuss about being here, or spoken up often at all. In fact, despite showing himself publicly, he seems pretty content to keep to himself.]

[Unless, of course, you're a teenaged girl. In which case, you may find him in your path, seated on his haunches or walking quietly behind you. Unblinking, a smile on his cute little face, his tail slowly swishing back and forth, back and forth, waiting politely to make conversation...]

((OOC: I apologize forever.))
[ open | action | mingle ] - Shelter Kitchen/Dining Hall
15 August 2011 at 07:41 pm
[ cue one Break ]

[ cue one Break with cake ]

[ cue one Break WITHOUT cake what blasphemy ]

[ sadly, Break does not like this division of power even if he's not wearing a chain. Actually, scratch that. It's only what he deserves for having all the cake in the dome at his fingertips which, shortly, will be remedied. Leaning over, un-chained Break snags a dainty little sugar coated thing from the top of the pile. ]

[ Break (the one with cake), despite being blind, feels that sneaky, sneaky hand approaching his precious cake, and in a fit of rage jealousy POSSESSION reaches out his hand (the one not currently occupied with a frosting-covered fork) and flicks this intruder who has so callously tried to steal his cake. ]

Ah ah! Get your own cake.

[ unfortunately (for the both of them), Break's aim is a little off today and instead of hitting the cake thief, he instead ends up hitting the precious plate of cake, sending a fat slice of cake (chocolate with whipped cream frosting and dainty little strawberries) flying into the face of the nearest person ]

[ fjdkskakl ] What the hell are you doing?! [ Fou turns, wiping chocolate frosting off her face and looking more then a little pissed as she leans over to give the nearest Break a kick in the face. Unfortunately, Break's reflexes are superb and he more then easily steps to the side. It's too bad really. All that cake is flying through the air as Fou's foot lands on the table. Such a waste... ]

((ooc: Everyone is welcome to join in the cake fight! Or just be an innocent bystander. Mingle, threadjack, laugh at the mess... anything goes. purple = Marina's Break, blue = 4th Wall Break, Green = Fou ))
09 August 2011 at 03:35 pm
[He’s dusty, dirty, covered in blood, but he’s still calm as he takes in the situation. This isn’t the time to get angry—it’s not the time to lose his cool as M-24 would say—but he can’t stay here. The gift basket is almost mocking him—a little consolation prize for being royally fucked over. The only reason he doesn’t smash it under his heel is because it might be useful.

And from everything he's heard so far, he doesn't think he'll find a fine print that says "And this is how you escape." He turns on the communicator, a little frustrated.]

I guess breaking the warden to get out of here isn’t going to cut it, is it.

[Not a question. It’s the obvious first response. How to get out. How to defeat the one holding them there. But it won’t be that simple, he can tell. But he's been listening. He's heard some of what others were saying to the "newbies." Guess he's one of them.]

Che. [damn it.] Is there a way to figure out what’s happening back where we come from? Or do we have to go straight to the head? [He was in the middle of something important and if he can’t get back there now, he really needs to know what went down.]
[Video/Action] - Open
09 August 2011 at 03:41 am
[Yuki woke up about 25% of the way outside...in the park. He was mostly irked because it was hot, but didn't wake up completely. So he's now sleepily wandering in the direction of his house... He bumps into things along the way and eventually activates his communicator. The picture is of a scrawny, sleepy teenage boy who does not look at all happy. Or sad really. Just blank. He also groggily mutters things occasionally.

Well, he finally bumps into a wall, the wall is cool on his forehead so he stays there. Inevitably his eyes close and his breathing steadies. He falls asleep against that wall.]


[Well! Feel free to bother him. Be careful about being violent with him though~ ♥ Also, if you knew him before, he's been gone for about a couple days now! He's back!]