Good afternoon, everyone. [Lacus smiles, tucking her hair behind her ear as the breeze rustles through it.] For anyone I have yet to meet, my name is Lacus Clyne. [she was a little collared when all the new arrivals came.]

As a part of a service project for Acumen, Neil [who you might see standing nearby] and I were tasked with creating something that would benefit the inmates. We have chosen to establish a multi-denominational religious and spiritual sanctuary -- some worlds may call it a church. [the camera pans out to show a large building behind her, not exactly in tip-top shape.] As you can see, it needs some work. Hopefully the project will be completed in time for an Easter celebration, which last year was held in the park.

We wish to represent as many spiritual ideologies as possible as well as customs from as many of our home worlds as possible. It would be wonderful if anyone interested could let us know their thoughts and ideas. We have the chance to build it nearly from scratch, so as much diversity as possible can be incorporated.

Thank you all for your time. [wave!]

[Zelda is in the kitchen this morning looking through a dessert recipe book for ideas. Since Valentine's Day is coming up, she thought it might be nice to try and make some chocolate-y treats for her friends. Of course, she's never done anything like this before, so she might need a little help. Or maybe a lot of help, judging by the way she's frowning at a particularly complicated cake recipe.]

[Hiling appears on the screen standing in the middle of a large room, there is music playing in the background and Rinoa can be seen nearby. She smiles as she makes her address.]

As most of you are aware, there is a ball to be held tomorrow, and I'm sure there are those who would like to get some practice in before then. Well, you're in luck. Today, dance class will be held in the studio with help from today's guest instructor, Rinoa Heartilly. We hope to see you all there!

((Reply to either Hiling or Rinoa's posts to partner with them, or thread amongst yourselves))

Attention everyone!

I'm sorry to interrupt your dinners if you're eating dinner now. Or whatever you do afterward if it is now after. If you haven't eaten yet you should try the ramen place. It's really good.

Oh, um, but...I have something very important to tell you all!

Diva is dangerous, and you should stay away from her! She might turn you into a vampire! ...Or lick you.

Okay, I think that's all. Oh! Except she's got long dark hair and blue eyes and pale skin and she's kind of pretty.

[As promised, he hasn't gone near her!]


(OOC: Backdated to evening.)

[Frustrated, angry clown is frustrated and oh so angry! Spending however-many-days in that stupid Defense Force hellhole, stuck listening to all those idiots over the network has done nothing to rehabilitate him as Acumen sought to achieve. Oh well, there wasn't much hope for this one right from the beginning.

To vent out his frustration he's picked up some book about vampires and werewolves and a stupid girl a few pieces of literature and is making a bonfire out of them. Page by page is torn, read briefly, criticized and then thrown in. Even if no one is watching, Kefka is amused enough to keep on doing this for quite some time.]

[Video]

[Aaand Kaien appears on your screen with an almost euphoric expression on his face.]

New Years! That means Spring is just around the corner! Aren't you excited, Marina? ♥

[Voice]

Hello? Lelouch-san? You're in charge of the academy, am I right...? I had been helping the previous leader...so I was wondering if there was anything I could do to help you as well? I was a headmaster of my own academy back at home. So I know a lot about it. [Babblebabblebabble. You can almost hear the smile on his face and flailing of his arms in his excitement.]

Well, well. A prison and facilities for all of my egregious crimes.

How sweet. [have a wry chuckle; he's a man of few words]

So tell me, criminal citizens, if you can. Has no one ever left alive?

Is it January?

[It's suddenly very important for him to know this. An impromptu food run has turned into him faceplanting for an elongated period of time at the ramen shop, a bit too weak to walk back, but that's not nearly as important as, "is it January?".]

Prison! Just the place I wanted to end up in, really.

Before we have the little heart-to-heart's, the "ooh, what are you in for"s, I just have this one little question. You see, I have a brother back home. Younger brother. He's going through a really rough phase - identity issues, addiction to a dangerous and toxic substance, a compulsive need to lie to everyone around him - the whole schtick. What I want to know is whether or not I can make a phone call to see how he's doing. Like, right now. It's my duty as the older brother to take care of him. Anything less would be a dick move. Just one phone call, and I promise, I will be the best-behaved prisoner you have ever seen in this...place. Ever.

And if the answer's no, well. I just might have to pull the pout.

[Prowling around. He's everywheeeere.]

[Artemis is paw-mashing his communicator.]

HELP!

THERE ARE ROBOTS WEARING PILES OF DEAD CATS.

[MASHMASHMASHMASHMASHMASH... But he didn't read the pamphlet. He wants out! B|]

( Private )

( Saki )

I've noticed that there's a significant lack of animal life around here. The few animals we do have are either fellow inmates, domestic, or rabid. What a shame. I've always liked bird song. Fish are poignant and charming, but unfortunately silent.

At the risk of sounding terribly mundane -- what's your favorite animal? [♥] If you don't have one, then go ahead and complain about the ones you hate instead.

[ooc: you can find Zelman sitting on a park bench. so normal. except for the fact that he's virtually untouched by the light snowfall. if you venture close enough, you'll realize that the snow never had a chance, because all of it is melting before it can get close.]

[An audio feed comes on, but it's silent for about a minute or so until the voice of a young boy finally speaks up. In a manner of speaking that is; it's very much on the quiet and timid side]

...After to listening to everything going on... I guess I can't really say or keep thinking that all of this and what that paper said isn't real, s-so...here goes... [Deep breath of preparation!]

U-um, I'm Emil-- E-Emil Castagnier-- and I'm, well... [His voice grows smaller and he falters and fades out, but only for a moment] I guess I'm introducing myself like everyone else is doing and just sort of wondering if maybe-- there's anyone else from Sylvarant or Tethe' Alla here too? I'm already pretty sure Marta isn't here, since I haven't heard her yet...

[But still hopeful! Please oh please let someone else be here don't let him be alone again. Being alone is hard once you've had friends]

And, uh, I'd wanted to thank a-- Ms. li Britannia, and a Mr. vi Britannia too? For the basket and the things in it. T-the cookies are really good.

[He lets out a shaky sigh once done-- that was hard guys you have no idea-- and the feed cuts out after a bit]

[Ryu has armed himself with blankets. He has one wrapped around his shoulders right now, and there's a few more in the background. He looks uncharacteristically grumpy.]

Is it really going to snow?

[This is clearly a Very Important Question.]

[Swish, dip, splash.]

[Ryoji's up to his elbows in dish water -- unfortunately literally -- but that doesn't mean he can't say hello! The camera is propped up a bit away, and he'll grin at it disarmingly.]

As punishments go, this could be a lot more interactive! But I guess now that I'm a prisoner, I really shouldn't complain, right?

[Brief pause as he finishes scrubbing one plate and sets it to the side.]

I'm Ryoji Mochizuki. We're supposed to introduce ourselves, right? [Little laugh.] Since we're stuck here and all.

Don't worry, everyone. I'm sure the brave men and women of our Defense Force will keep everyone protected in this uncertain time.

Make sure to bother them with all your insignificant frets.

[She's had far too much coffee today to sleep, and she can't get comfortable since Naoya's stupid cat decided to make her stomach into a body pillow (even though she can't bring herself to push it off, either).]

Is anyone actually awake right now? [Aside from you, Ushiro, and your morbid questions haha, pot and kettle]

[It's quiet out tonight, at least, so Jun is in the park, staring up at the stars.]

Hey. I've got a question.

[He leans back, pausing before he speaks, but when he does, his tone is a bit demanding. He wants answers.]

Would you rather save ten other people at the cost of your own life, or save your own life at the cost of ten other people?

[He's not sure why he's asking. He would have died either way, and it was a lot more than ten, but no one needs to know that.]

[[ooc; If anyone wants to run into him at the park, that's fine, too.]]

That was a rather harsh little morning announcement. No better way to start they day than to have your warden whine itself.~

So what would be a good term to use to describe the situation...

[Giggles.]

Well I suppose you all brought it upon yourselves, hmmm?

Honestly my impression of the general populace has decreased. So much for believing in you.~

[There were good things and bad things that came along with being locked in confinement for an undetermined amount of time. Not coming in contact with anyone for a while has done wonders for Kefka’s blood pressure, but not being able to use his powers and only having the company of those annoying robots raised it right back up. Combining the two was definitely not a good idea, but here he is, waiting for a certain someone to come by with cookies.

At least they would be a nice change from the boring prison food. He didn’t think he could hate anything more than he does now, but boy was he wrong! Having something different might make him pleasant. Don’t count on it, despite requesting them oh-so nicely.]

Guess what, Marina! I made cookies!

[Panning the camera down to show seven separate plates of sugar cookies. The keenly trained eye will notice that on one plate, the cookies are about twice as big as all the others and stuck together.]

Unless you're Terezi and friends, it's first come, first serve! Come to the shelter's kitchen~