001 ☀ Video | Action
10 June 2012 at 12:24 pm
O-ouchhhhh~

[Crackling is heard, like twigs and possible leaves snapping. It's dark, so although the screen is on, only the faint light of device illuminates the small circle around it, which is not enough to see well in the dark.

The girl herself slowly pushes up from the earthy floor - and bumps into one of the branches of a tree above her. There's another soft umpf, and then a groan.]


Nng, I don't remember falling asleep in the park at all.

[To top it all off, her ridiculously long hair is caught in the branches, now. H-Help. OTL]
[video / action]
08 June 2012 at 04:50 pm
[In sector five, within sight of the ramen shop, a blonde haired young woman is standing there, welcome basket and pamphlet mostly untouched at her feet, looking utterly-- horrified, for lack of a better word. She's been like this for a while now as she simply tries to process the extreme change in environment. Anyone around may here her talking to herself, but nothing too audible. After a while, she slowly brings her hand to the headset and turns it on, fiddling until she gets to video. When she presents herself this way, her expression changes to something serious, almost defiant.]

This whole thing is complete garbage. If they're arresting me for being a criminal, they might as well arrest the rest of the world, despite the wars! Things finally end, and I'm dragged to some messed up aquarium to be held captive? Who the hell decided this, anyway? They're clearly not right in the head.
[Voice//Action | Private]
26 May 2012 at 12:40 pm
[It's not long after Kira and Neil's fight ended that Lacus knows about it -- at least, the latter part, thanks to Anew's heads-up. It takes her a few hours to finally take any action, however, giving everyone a moment to calm a bit. Herself included.]

[After finding that Neil won't see her (something she really shouldn't be surprised about), Lacus wastes no time opening a private channel to Kira -- voice rather than video, which is unusual for her.]

[Neil may not be answering her, but Kira always would.]


[Voice | Private | (Mostly) Unhackable]

Kira? I heard about earlier... I'd like to see you.


((OOC: If your character wants to try their luck hacking a highly personal discussion that's probably very boring to anyone but the people involved, please contact me OOCly first. With Lacus and Kira BOTH on the line it'll be a very significant challenge.]
[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!}
[action / open];
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!]
[ Theater Workshop | Video/Action | OPEN ]
15 May 2012 at 04:37 pm
----- [ Action / Workshop ]-----
[ Oof! Today's a big day, and the Dance Hall of the Athletic Complex momentarily has folding chairs set in a circle, and a box of random objects (a plastic tea cup, a felt hat, a bow, a tiny umbrella, a hand mirror, etc.) set in the middle. ]

[ Today's activities are... ] )


----- [ Video / Open ]-----

[ Have a cheerful greeting, inmates! ]

Hello Marina! And to those of you who just arrived yesterday, welcome! My name's Kohran and I'll be handling a Theater Workshop! You'll learn ways on how to put a stage play together and of course, how to act!

We're having our first meeting today so please drop by at the Dance Hall of the Athletic Complex in Sector 6.


(( OOC: The workshop functions as a CLASS post so tag around and mingle! Playing out the activities are optional so you can also have your kids mess around in "class" or hang out before and after class here. Observers are also welcome.

ETA: I forgot to mention that I'm not tracking this post so I don't get notifs for replies. Oops. :x ))
[ video | action ]
14 May 2012 at 11:05 pm
[ Humming fills the device before the soft darkness of black strands shifts as Diva piles her hair on top of her head, letting it fall in a cascade down her bare back. She’s wearing a towel, but not much else and her lips are curled in sated bliss.

She loves the heat, the warmth of a bath against her skin.

Decadent.

Looking up from her quiet repose, she smiles, leaning in close to breath against the shimmering screen of her device. ]


Join me, if you dare. [ she giggled once and then shut off the screen, but not before it catches a glimpse of the towel dropping, of Diva stepping into the sauna, enshrouded in a cloud of steam.

Redolent. ]


((ooc: Someone's up a little early this morning or is it that she hasn't slept at all? Either way, the public bath house in sector 2 is all hers for the moment. Enter if you dare... ♥ ))
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.
PHASE=01 [Video]
07 May 2012 at 09:03 pm
[You may hear the rapid tap-tap-tap of computer keys being pressed. Or rather, what you may hear is a buzz of clicks that would be said keys being pressed at a ludicrous and frankly inhuman speed.] No way... there's no way any of this can be right--!

[As he's speaking, the video flickers on - it seems he's activated the feed without realizing it. A young man with shaggy-looking dark brown hair is hunched over a local computer terminal typing so fast that his fingers are quite literally blurs. Every so often, he'll pause and listen to the output on the communicator; it seems that he's trying to hack it - or something.]

[He's mumbling to himself.] Modulate the frequency to a shorter wavelength, maybe? No, if it's underwater, then there'd be too much signal degradation, and the encryption... but if this could operate in pulsed bursts then maybe it might have the power, and...

[A pause, and when he speaks his voice is louder, and more urgent.] Hello? Hello! Archangel, do you read me? Archangel! [Nothing. More rapid-fire typing.] Can anyone hear this? ZAFT, ESF, or Orb, please come in!

[Typity type.] Those channels aren't working, then... ah, personal communications, maybe? It's worth a try. [Typing!] Athrun, Cagalli! ...Lacus?

Can anybody hear me?