Voice
04 June 2012 at 08:25 pm
[There's a new female voice on the network, Marina, and she sounds pissed. Not that this isn't business as usual by now, I'm sure.]

How dare you entrap me like this! Whoever you are who has done this, it is unforgivable – taking me from Alaitoc in her hour of need! Whatever you are; human, chaos, dark ones, necrontyr or something else entirely, you will be punished for this, make no mistake.
[action]
25 May 2012 at 12:33 am
[are you ready for this]

[are you ready]

[Allen is sitting in the dining hall with his head buried in his folded arms and an enormous pile of empty plates stacked neatly next to him]

[he's already made a fool of himself today, so he's just trying to block... the rest of the world out. his instinct is to turtle]

[so that's what he's doing. turtling]

[too bad he's doing it in public, and the moment someone greets him he's going to forget about it!]
[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) ))
voice; [REVERSE INTRO!]
08 May 2012 at 02:34 pm
[upon her arrival, Painwheel definitely had a little bit of an episode. she tore up that welcome basket and flipped her every shit available to be up-ended, and finally inspected the network a little once she calmed down and all the fear and irrational anger subsided—once she realized she's actually in control and she doesn't have to be such a fucking spaz.

it occurs to her, however, that she hasn't properly socialized in a very long time. she's probably bad at carrying on conversation. she also doesn't want to talk about herself. she doesn't want people to see her face. but she wants to know about the other criminals here. she wants to know people like she used to know people. they can't all be bad, right? ...RIGHT??

and so, she's been inspired to make this post!]


...Hello— [her voice is deep and worn, gravelly in its quality, like her vocal chords have been blown out a little.] My...name is Painwheel.

[she takes an unsteady breath in, and manages to push herself forward, a little.]

There's a lot of people here—people who've committed crimes... So I guess that's our common ground, as people... But that can't be it, right?

So...what do all of you enjoy? Who are you? I'd... like to know, I think.
[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... /)_(\ ))
♠; 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.
[voice]
04 April 2012 at 07:50 pm
[There is an uneasy chuckle, tinged with the slightest hint of pain.] I finally put this thing on and everything's boring again. So much for entertainment.

Wisely. Bring me some smokes, will you? Oy, and a clean shirt.


[Private to Miranda]

Miranda, love. [He's not even sure if she'll reply, but it's worth a shot.]

Would you be a doll and do something for me?


[Private to Kitty]

Let me guess, the silent treatment? Is that happening now. [He doesn't know she knows about the whole 'intentionally overheard' thing, so. Again, worth a shot.]
[video/action]
04 April 2012 at 02:02 pm
[today Sakura is at the park busying herself with the large drawing notepad in front of her. the large flowering tree in the park, planted by Amaterasu a while back, never fails to sooth her and has become one of her favorite places to be. she flips to a clean sheet of paper, rolling a crayon between her fingers in thought]

Ever since I came here I've seen all types of magic. How do you - practice your magic? Do you train? Or meditate? Kero-chan used to say that I should just leave that to time, but I want to improve now. [and it's not like she's really improving that much] And since he's not here, I wasn't sure who to ask... I know we're all from different places, but I'm sure magic exists in a lot of worlds.

[short pause] Oh, and cheerleading practice will start soon if the weather gets warmer. You can ask me about joining the team if you like.
[Action | Open] Hospital, Mingle-ish~
24 March 2012 at 10:41 pm
[It's busy in the hospital. Bots are puttering around, carrying supplies from room to room, keeping meticulous records for each of the patients, ensuring that all are treated and stable. Changing bandages, adjusting medications. Efficient little guys. They have to be in the wake of an Exorcist battle.]

[If you let them know who you're here to see, the bots calmly will direct you to the appropriate location. It might be a patient room, or the waiting area if treatment is ongoing. Feel free to chat amongst yourselves as you await word.]


((OOC: This is taking place between the evening of and the day following Cross's unfortunate episode and the resulting Noah beatdown. Consider it a mingle-type; people can chat in the waiting rooms or hallways at any point throughout the night or following morning, or they can come see any of the injured Exorcists.

Links to threads for injured parties: Cross || Allen || Lavi))
[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.))
[video/action; open]
19 March 2012 at 07:26 pm
There are so many kinds of tea here. [A tiny, somewhat tentative voice wonders aloud as the communicator does indeed fixate on the general store’s rather large tea selection, a bit later in the morning. She had just wanted to stock up for her usual shut-in tendencies and those nights when she can’t sleep very well, but rows upon rows of tea brands and flavours she had never heard of had surprised her a bit.]

Oolong, ginseng, vanilla earl grey, orange pekoe, Satsuma, maple, snow dragon, star of china, spearmint, yerba mate –

[She does stop at that last, perhaps a bit self-consciously. She hadn’t intended to list out so many, but she been caught up in it and hadn’t realised, either. Her tone takes on a good-natured bit of self-consciousness as she steps away from the selection – not far, but pointedly back.]

How is anyone supposed to choose?
[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 ^_^ ]
[video/action → MINGLE] yeah, that's right
10 March 2012 at 01:16 pm
[The shelter is clearly equipped for a celebration to mark the changing of wardens. Everything is neat and tidy, with decorations and a generous food spread laid over the tables for the taking. There’s also the usual entertainment in the common areas – TVs, video games, movies. Maybe you can talk someone into an impromptu karaoke party. Why not? Sentience doesn’t mind.

There’s a party to be had, so get down with your bad self.



Need an invite? Aren’t quite sure what’s going on? Well, here’s a friendly neighbourhood Judith to explain it to you. The camera feed pans over a glammed up corner of the shelter’s common area before going back to her face. It’s clear she’s pleased by the set-up.
]

If I had known this was planned, I would have made some special cupcakes.

[Are you wondering what goes into Judith’s special cupcakes? Keep wondering.]

I suppose after all the excitement from last night, it’s nice to have some fun and relax. I’m not sure it’s fair to have one party directly following another – but maybe I’ll get to make up for missed opportunities. [She wanted to kick a robot’s face in, okay.]



((OOC: Mingle post for Sentience’s party in the shelter! The shelter is decorated with streamers and there’s a feast spread! But only three types of ice cream, though. Create threads and tag amongst yourselves! It’s a celebration, anything goes. Backdated slightly to the early evening.

If you want to respond to Judith via video, feel free! There will be a thread for that right here! Notifs are turned off otherwise.))
Action//open
08 March 2012 at 10:31 pm
[With enough coffee, you can get through almost anything.

This is a rule that Reid has lived by for years, and one he's not about to break anytime soon. It's gotten him through the days following sleepless nights, it's kept him company at cold, wet crimescenes and damn it, it will keep him awake after that exhausting roller-coaster of a night, lingering migraines be damned.

Supressing a yawn, he waits outside the Defense Force HQ for his patrol partner to show up, take-out coffee mug safely cradled in his hands like a caffeinated life-line. ]

[ooc: OPEN ACTION for anyone who'd like to bump into the boys while on patrol! ]
[video]
03 March 2012 at 11:43 pm
[Lights, camera, and serious face. Granted, Link is usually sporting a serious face, but this time it has a more intense edge to it. Maybe even a little unexpected for the inspector.]

If you have information regarding the whereabouts of Allen Walker you will contact me immediately.

[Yes, Marina inhabitants, that was an order. Link has been looking and calling him directly for some time before resorting to this. Noah, you better have not had anything to do with this.]
[action] partially backdated to morning
25 February 2012 at 09:36 am
[the memories invade his dreams, and he tenses slowly more and more in his sleep, until he can feel the physical effect of months without being able to rest, or eat his fill, or even smile. not when every moment, every heartbeat, he knows: they're coming for him]

[until it all catches up with him and he can't run anymore and it's too late]

[and he wakes with a quiet gasp, eyes flying open to stare at the ceiling and utterly still]


[...by the time he goes out for breakfast, he is composed again, trying his best to appear the same as ever. this morning he needs some coffee. a lot of coffee]

[he can't let anyone know what happened. can't even let them know that he knows. the way that he's been living is too hard to share. he's going to be the same old Allen for them. same old Allen]

[so he curls up in the windowsill of his apartment with his coffee, looking out on the dome. he'll smile and wave and chat with anyone passing by or coming to visit or calling to talk to him. and be totally, totally normal]


((ooc: secretive Allen is secretive about his canon update. If you need or want to see him for whatever reason; if you're passing by his apartment in Sector 3 and see him lurking in the window, or if you live in his apartment in Sector 3, you are encouraged to say hi to him!))
[video/action]
22 February 2012 at 05:41 pm
[Fuschia pink taffeta in yo' face, Marina. The glittery ruffles clear away almost immediately and surprise, Yomi isn't actually wearing it! No, she's in a very reasonable grey sweatsuit and it only took three days of wearing her school uniform.

But she is in the clothing store and a little bewildered by what she's found.
]

Is there any real reason to wear this or is Acumen just covering all the fantasy bases? [With an amused quirk of the lips, she sets it back on the rack.] I'm having a bit of trouble deciding if this is the worst prison ever or the best one.
[action] [double the makeout power]
13 February 2012 at 08:43 pm
[Allen and Link (the person) are, of course, incapable of sequestering themselves in their apartment for the day just because of some obnoxious robots. They have Link (the dog) to walk, Timcanpy (the golem) to keep from flirting with pretty girls, and lots and lots of food to eat.]

[Find them in the place of your choosing! And then kiss them.]


((You will be threading with both of them, but indicate if you want to kiss Allen, Link, or both in your subject line! ...Boths will be one after the other, not simultaneous.))
[Voice]
07 February 2012 at 09:43 pm
[Static crackles over the network for a moment as the new arrival tampers with her communicator, trying to figure out how this wacky future technology works. It doesn’t take too long before a clear, confident voice rings out.]

Hello, am I addressing the other prisoners here? My name is Lenalee, and I’m searching for some answers.
[voice]
06 February 2012 at 10:19 pm
[ tired sound, followed by a "mrf" ]

Always manage t'forget how loud it is on newbie days. [ sound of rustling pages; mildly ] Someday I'll learn to turn the damn communicator off.