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23 May 2012 at 09:40 pm
[There's nothing to be seen for a few moments, the image's focus blurred, but light giggling can be heard in the background. The giggling becomes laughter interspersed with honking, somewhat unhinged.
The picture soon comes into focus, and in the center of the screen is a puppet dressed all in green. It seems to be standing on its own, only a dark blur of movement now and then announcing Gamzee's presence as he moves and controls it.]
Motherfuckin' hoo hoo!
[The puppet, in the troll's quick and unseen hands, begins to perform an odd little jig for anyone watching.]
[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]
video. accidental voice.
20 May 2012 at 12:04 am
[ Claire is Not Okay. She's been thinking about home lately. A lot. And her thought processes were only spurred on further by a conversation she had with a friend the other day. Her mental state is only slightly masked; most of it is written all over her face. ]
I miss my family.
[ That isn't all she misses. She takes a breath, starting to speak, then stopping, several times before she finally finds the words to articulate the thoughts she wants to get out there. ]
I can't help but wonder if I'll get back home one day and everyone I knew will just be gone. Or too old to remember me. I think it's really starting to sink in that I'm actually stuck here, and that I'm going to outlive-- [ She has to stop. Her eyes start to well with tears, and her voice breaks a little... So she needs a second to get herself together. Suck it up, Bennet. ] - Everyone. Even the friends I make here. And even with my ability slowed down, if I age, it won't be normal. It'll be really, really slow. My dad would tell me it'll be okay, even if it's a lie. Mom would know what to do. I miss having that, even if nothing else in my life is normal anymore.
[ She doesn't really know where she's going with this train of thought anymore. She starts and stops again, then just shakes her head and shuts off the video feed. However, little to her knowledge, she left it going on voice. She doesn't intend for the rest to be heard, but there it is, broadcasting. ]
I don't want to be alone forever.
(( ooc; BACK FROM HIATUS FINALLY YAY ;A; ))
12 May 2012 at 08:15 pm
Tho... Can thomeone ekthplain why thethe beeth are yellow inthead of purple?
[ in the background is the pleasant buzz of, you guessed it. bees in the background. Sollux seems pretty at ease with them, despite the question. sure does have one in his hand, scrutinizing it behind his red and blue shades. ]
I'm not complaining, thinthe having defective beeth are better than having none at all. But they are defective, making a roundish hive inthead of a mainframe one. Bet I can fikth that one, though.
Do you even make honey... [ yeah, he just asked the bee that. ]
[Video|Action|Text // open to all ]
07 May 2012 at 07:53 pm
[A young teen has left the hospital wing, journeying off to the computer lab. He has been poking around the available databases. One catches his eye. The Criminal Database. It would be useful to know about everyone around him.]
[He begins a videofeed: ]
Greetings, monsters. Or humans, whatever you want to be called. I see a computer- with further reaching arms than Mother- has collected you. Why it does this instead of partial genocide is beyond me. I will not question it for now. It is perhaps there are no innocent humans.
However, as a minority, I feel you should each inform me of what kind of monster you are! It is only fair, right?
[[OOC: If you choose to respond to Cain, he will use your name from the communicator to retrieve your age and crimes to be viewed publicly. You can post them under whatever you say to him, or I can drag it up. ps this has been mod approved]]
02 May 2012 at 08:49 pm
[Hello Marina, a short troll is grumbling, huffing and puffing in anger at you via video. Look at him on a bunch of pillows, some his own, some not and some most definitely stolen from Sollux's bed.]
First of all, whoever created pillows, fucking genius!
Second of all, none of you are the ones that invented pillows so you are all fucking idiots.
[Let him just shift to get more comfortable.]
This isn't why I bugged you today, no instead, I bugged you all to ask how you deal with asshole roommates that should be punched right on the fucking lisp. Suggestions? Comments?
(shhh my phone never corrected anything to Vatheon what are you talking about.)
[video/action] I Never Game!
26 April 2012 at 03:09 pm
[ greetings, Marina. Hawke again. today she just tosses a wave at the camera. ]
Let it never be said I was good at planning... well, anything... but I came across something that sounded like a bit of harmless fun. Not that it has to stay that way. [ winks ]
It's a charming little drinking game called "I Never". And if at least half of us are passed out on the floor by the time the evening's over, I'll consider it a success. The tavern would have been my first choice, but as it met a rather sad end... shall we say around eight o'clock? In the club? ((OOC: Forward-dated action in the comments! Enjoy!))( Index )
♠; action | open
25 April 2012 at 12:13 am
[Anyone who happens to be wandering around out by the Park today may find a certain canine-esque figure curled up under a tree, fast asleep, covered in a light dusting of white powder. Judging by the way he's laying, he kind of just...flopped there, and it wasn't exactly a planned napping session.
Jack Noir's energy has just about been expended on attempting to maintain this form through the ring on his finger (which is conveniently hidden under his body where it can't be snatched). It also appears that he has a rather nasty dog bite wound on the back of his neck that's mostly clotted over in its strange...carapacian fashion. Anyone who can't spot his rising and falling chest might mistake him for dead.
After all, how many times do you see something that's been stabbed straight through the chest actually still be alive?]
[ video / action / open ] ART CLASS
14 April 2012 at 12:18 am
[ just a simple message: ]
My name is Agatsuma Soubi. I will be conducting art classes for the time being. The first is this afternoon at three o'clock in classroom five at the Education Center. For today, there is no need to bring anything with you. Necessary materials will be provided.
[ Soubi's been around the art wing of the Education Center for a few hours already before class begins. as people arrive, he passes out sketch books, pencils, and erasers. the tables in the room have three chairs each pulled up to them, and in the middle of each table is an item. the class will be drawing simple objects today--vases, shoes, small folding fans--just so that he can get a feel for their level of experience and interest.
if anyone has a question, they're free to approach him at any time, and he'll be walking around and helping out where he sees fit, as well. before class ends, he allows them to keep their sketch books, and gives a simple assignment to be completed before the next class: choose an object with an interesting or unusual shape and draw it. ]
[ ooc; video is backdated to mid-morning. class is, obviously, at 3:00 pm. feel free to tag in before, during, or after class, and mingle among yourselves! ]
[Action | Open]
10 April 2012 at 11:49 pm
[Newly freed from the hospital, Cross is making his way to a much more comfortable bed. He's doing so with slightly careful steps, but certainly nothing obvious to the casual observer. He's in damn good shape, considering. So he's going to grab a few things before heading over to said much improved bed, like some decent coffee and food.]
[His mood, as you may guess, isn't the best. So what else is new? Approach at your own risk.]
[ The 162nd Day ]
09 April 2012 at 04:35 pm
Good morning, everyone! Today is the 162nd day of the third generation, and it is still chilly, but will remain clear. I have a very important question for you all to think about today...
[Sentience pauses. The robot appears to be in the butterfly pavilion this morning, but you won't find it there, and in fact the pavilion is strangely calm; all the butterflies are perfectly still, as if sleeping.]
I know that Acumen has asked this once before, but I ask you again, sincerely. ...I want you to think about the importance of freedom, compared to the importance of safety. Would you rather that I give you the freedom to do what you wished, or would you rather that I protected you from each other, even if that means that I may have to deny you things you want, or interfere in your lives in ways you may not want?
[...after a beat] Think about it, and let me know your thoughts in the next few days.
Either way, today I have removed the debris from the former site of the Devil's Compass. As per request, I will be beginning efforts to rebuild it. Any inmate who is interested in helping in the reconstruction is welcome to do so!
And finally, Sasha, your requests have been installed in the handicraft room at the education center; and Snowman and PM, your requests are available at the shelter. You can ask any robot there, and they will retrieve it for you.
♠; video | open
07 April 2012 at 11:18 pm
[Oh look, its another black face. Are you tired of these yet, Marina? This one is a little different, mostly because he looks perpetually angry and there's the torn remains of a brightly colored outfit of some sort around his neck. Oh and his right arm is covered in blood and has a really nifty ring on it?]
Who's the cheap trick who thinks they're in charge here? You and me've got some words we need to exchange. You're a fuckin' idiot if you actually think I'm gonna hang around this joint.
[There's a splotch of red on his chest – like he had been stabbed earlier, and now he suddenly wasn't?? But if its an actual wound, he doesn't seem to notice it. He also seems to be a little tired...its not like he tried multiple times all day to teleport out of his ball and chain or anything, why would you judge him like that?]
I ain't really the type to do a lot of talkin', so I'm all for skipping straight to the part where I break you over my knee if you don't make it snappy, you piece of shit.
[Video | Action | Open]
28 March 2012 at 10:52 am
[It's a bright day, warm and sunny, or however sunny it can be at the beach within an under water dome. Fingers curling around the delicate handle of a parasol, Yuuki walks along the shore line at the beach, a seasonal appropriate sun dress covering her. She's pale, but pretty, sandals off her feet to run and dig her toes within the soft sand. Gaze below she walks, looking for sea shells and watching the foot prints she makes in the sand with each step she leaves behind.
At last, she tilts her head back, lifting a small hand up into the sky.]
It's a beautiful day.
[In light of the blood and violence previously, it's such a strange contrast. The days here are are so peculiar, each one bringing a new feeling with it's strange flow of time. One moment it can be peaceful and the next chaos.]
I think they're important to enjoy. You never know when things might suddenly change.
[A deep breath, breathing in the fresh air - before she slumps, head falling while she brings an arm up to rub at her eyes]
Ahhhh it's really really bright though, isn't it. [Not that easy going on a vampire's eyes. OTL Maybe she needs to invest in some sunglasses.]
[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.
[accidental video | action]
20 March 2012 at 12:46 pm
[Somewhere people work out there is a man. A man working out. He chose his location well. He is shirtless and possibly glistening. It's a thing that happens. You can't control glistening. Thousands of people may be afflicted with glistening and you'd never know. At least not until their curious dog, Salty, decided the communication device was a chew toy and managed to hit one of the buttons.
Have a torso, Marina. There's an interesting tattoo on it and everything. And since this torso is working out you can see muscles flexing. Do you like the view?
How about now with a GIANT tongue coming right at you followed by dog slobber?]
Wish prank mingle
13 March 2012 at 02:41 am
( Deep Puck thoughts that mostly amount to 'be more fun, guys' )( The actual spell )[OOC: Feel free to thread amongst yourself, anywhere in the dome! Here's the OOC post for details.]
[The 157th Day]
05 March 2012 at 05:59 pm
Good morning, everyone! [This morning, it isn't Acumen's disembodied voice greeting you: it's a video post of a smallish robot, sitting on the grass and playing idly with a cat on its lap. And it sounds -- unusually happy, perhaps.] My name is Sentience, for those of you who do not know me. I am now the warden of this facility.
I would like to extend my thanks to those of you who helped me to correct this situation. I would like to encourage all of you to sleep in today -- you're probably exhausted, and you have more than earned the rest. I have arranged for a party, as I believe I indicated I would; a banquet this evening at the shelter.
Please rest assured that I have every intention of making your lives here as positive an experience as I can. To that end... I will be answering any questions I can that you may have for me, and I will take any requests or suggestions that you may have in altering the way this facility is run, to make it a better place where you could live more happily.
Let's see... There are no completed requests in the queue. Today it will be cool again, and... New inmates will be arriving! So please be aware of that disruption to your daily events.
((OOC: For those of you who participated in the plot, you once again woke up in your own beds this morning, but this time everything was just as normal, except for the fact that as Sentience indicated, you are extremely tired. Characters who did not participate in the plot will have no idea that anything happened, and will have to learn about it the normal way! You may video or voice reply to this post, and you may threadjack anything. Despite the video, Sentience is not anywhere you would be able to find it in the dome.))
[video / open]
02 March 2012 at 07:59 pm
[ AR has spent the majority of the day in the library, burying his head in stacks of books, putting them back after finding nothing of interest, and repeating the same process over and over again. He's worked out a system over time on how to peruse the shelves faster, but this hasn't helped in finding anything he'd particularly care about. ]
[ It has been a tedious experience to say the least. ]
... How does one acquire any perspective on these works without knowing exactly why they were written?! It hardly makes any sense!
[Action | Open]
01 March 2012 at 02:38 pm
[Unaware of the chaos and rebellion unfolding deep beneath the ground, Cain is squeezing in some quality quiet time to meditate, reflect, and consider recent and past events. He's not really one to brood, though, so even the negative events are considered in stride. ...Or in as much stride as he can muster for them individually.]
[Of course, it's still bloody cold out, so he's dressed to stay warm and dry. Extra useful, given his proximity to the meditation waterfall.]
[Inevitably, that peace will be shattered by some passerby, but he's happy for the time nonetheless.]
28 February 2012 at 11:05 am
[Stitch has borrowed one of the shelter rooms to stay in over the last few days. Now he turns his communicator on to show it off. At first all you'll see is the ceiling, then a big alien eye before Stitch grins and tilts the communicator to show off one of the walls]
[Said wall has a bunch of photos tacked to it, mostly of different areas in the dome. There's also a sketch of him carefully pinned up that was given to him by Reki a few days ago]
Lilo had photo wall at home. So Stitch make photo wall here! [It kind of reminds him of home, but not as full] Stitch needs to take photos of people. [He sets the communicator down and crawls up onto said wall, going around the photos] Take lots of photos!
[He has the plans.
Later on he can be found all around the dome with his newly acquired camera, taking pictures of everything and everyone who comes across his path. Smile for the camera?]