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07 June 2012 at 09:34 pm
[On any other day, Aidan would be in full-on Welcome Wagon mode right about now. That's not the case today and his usual sunny demeanor is nowhere to be seen, replaced by something a lot more subdued. Upon closer inspection, one would notice that it's not just his mood that has taken a blow - his face and neck are bruised, his lip still healing from a recent split and bandages are peeking out of the sleeves of his hoodie, hands wrapped tightly in stark white.

The worst can't be seen, but he's not making much of an effort to hide what is visible. This is video. He's not hiding.]


So... 's that time again, huh? New people comin' in? Guess I should say welcome or somethin', tell you this ain't such a bad place. [Pause. He can't really get into it.]

I've been thinkin' about somethin'... you know how people say it's important to make a good first impression? I guess that's somethin' we do here too, huh... bunch o' strangers, shoved together in a fishbowl. Criminals, if you believe it... an' still we make an effort to be all nice an' polite. An' sure, all of us ain't bad but... [Not finishing that sentence.]

What do you think, Marina? Can you trust first impressions as much here as you could at home?


Locked to Saya

... [Cancelled.]


Locked to Haine

Hey. We need t' talk.
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05 June 2012 at 06:29 pm
[The feed clicks on to the sound of a voice all but dripping in smugness. It belongs to someone who, apparently, has found no shortage of amusement with his current situation.]

Ahh, how scary! Trial? Conviction? How could someone like me, who's never done anything wrong in his whole life, be convicted of any kind of crime? [He chuckles quietly -– okay, maybe 'never done anything wrong' is a bit of an exaggeration.] And calling me “inmate”? So rude. I do have a name!

Really, though... what an interesting situation. To be pulled away from home so suddenly like that; it's disconcerting to say the least. But what's the use in lingering on what's already done, hm? There must be so much more to this place than this little.. ah, welcome lets on.

I'd like to know more. About everything. About all of you, whoever you are. There must be a lot of fascinating people here if this is indeed some kind of prison.. [He's getting more and more excited as he continues.] So many terrible people who've done so many terrible, terrible things. I wonder, do you feel bad about any of it, now that you've obviously been caught? Or do you still think you're just an innocent victim caught up in someone else's mess? I'd really like to know what you think~! [He starts to laugh, but cuts out a second or two later.]
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30 May 2012 at 09:45 pm
[BEWARE! Anyone visiting the store today may be subjected to home decor shoppers! Euphie may have cheerfully dragged Suzaku to pick out some new things for their very large, nearly empty home. They've both been missing Lelouch, Nunnally, C.C. and everyone else from their world. Not to mention Ryoji and other friends who have left the dome. It's time to cheer the place up and focus on the good things that are left which is best done with some new drapes and a vase or two.]

(OOC: We'll be avoiding 3-way threads for the sake of speed, but you should be tagged by Euphie and Suzaku.)
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23 May 2012 at 09:28 pm
[Anyone passing by Kurama's home in Sector 4 will notice that there's an unlikely abundance of flowers out in front, most of them out of season. Vines that weren't there the day before are full and blossoming, even threatening to completely obscure the windows. All of this is an exercise of Kurama's powers in their purest form, the plants given life and vigor by his spiritual energy infused into seeds and cuttings. It's almost too much for him, and so, in full view of the prison population, he transforms, the young human man with deep red hair and forest green eyes becoming a demon of pale silver and white with amber eyes and a fox's ears and tale. He can't hold the form for long, and soon, he will reach the limits of his abilities under the warden's restrictions, but for now, he is reveling in the feel of the plants around him and their vinbrant life force.]

I really should have done this a long time ago.
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16 May 2012 at 11:03 pm
Just look at you guys, all bright eyed bushy tailed. How are you, Marina?

[ The brightest smiley face you've ever seen on a guy~ ]

I realized I missed newbie day and thought that there's something missing from the Welcome Baskets. [ With that, he holds up a flyer -- ] You know how you're kinda given a heads up with the brochure that tells you about our Wardens who can play around the space-time continuum? Well some kind soul thought that isn't enough so we have this helpful little pamphlet here: "Death Buddies and You"!

[ Then holds up both of his hands as if to stop protests. ] Now now, we're not here to make fun of dead people, just to make sure that people know what they're facing here. I'm no specialist, but if you've got questions I'll do my best to answer. We're handing these out around Sector 0 near the Shelter so inmates old and new are welcome to 'em.

[ Two girls, a brunette and a blonde wave from behind him. ]

Now, for the rules! Rule number one ... [ He then proceeds to read off the rules and after the last rule. ] Not too complicated is it? Well, we're here the whole day so come on down~


(( OOC: Gabriel will mostly be answering network posts, but he has minimally bent the reality around Sector 0 and thus have "Sugar" and "Spice" walk around handing flyers out. So if you tag action, one of the girls will come talk to you :3 ))
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10 May 2012 at 07:17 pm
[Sam smiles, looking more impish than usual. His voice is hushed as he speaks.]

In just a minute Dean is coming home, and I have a surprise for him. I thought there might be some others who wanted to enjoy it with me. And for the record, he has this coming.

[There's a click at the door as someone tries it only to find it is still locked and inserting a key instead. Sam shifts the viewing device to bring the door into the frame. It's aimed a little low, so you can't see the bucket that was carefully arranged above it, but you can see a sudden pouring of white chalk dust over Dean as he steps through the door.]

[ Dean stands there, white as a sheet and pursing his lips before he wiped the dust out of his eyes. ]

Sam, I really hope there's a good explanation for this, because either way, I'm gonna kill you.

[Sam is just laughing.] That's for the toothpaste in my shoes this morning.

(OOC: Sam and Dean will both be responding with a brief IC delay provided Sam lives.)
[action] Early evening; OPEN TO ALL
10 May 2012 at 07:28 pm
[Zatanna showing up this morning had been a pleasant surprise for one homesick Dick Grayson.

Now that she's gotten settled in, vented some of her feelings, and had a nice long nap, he decided to show her around Marina. The sooner she got used to this weirdness, the better it will be for her in the long run.

So the two of them will be wandering from sector to sector. Which is a prime opportunity to bother them. Or tease them. Or check up on Zatanna. Or ask Robin exactly why he wears sunglasses at night. The possibilities are endless! These two are fans of shenanigans, so watch out!]


[ooc: You'll (obviously) get replies from both of us, unless you specify that you want one over the other!]
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07 May 2012 at 11:15 pm
[The world is upside down!

Actually it's just the camera angle. But it's focused on a certain blue and red superhero who is juuust pulling the mask down over his chin as the video feed starts to roll. You totally just missed seeing his face you guys. He gives the camera a little wave.]
Aloha.

Been meaning to get up here. View's preeeetty swell if you ask me. [Camera stuck to the side of the clock tower, Spidey moves out of the frame so the sight can be admired by all.] Great place to eat breakfast and chill. Meditate maybe, if it's your thing.

If you can get up here, of course.


Rogue, I'm free of the chain gang now so anytime you're free... I hear the lunch service up here is just as fantastic. You don't even have to tip.
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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]]
[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... /)_(\ ))
[ Mingle ]
04 May 2012 at 09:45 am
[Sector 4 is a beautiful, landscaped residential area of the dome, where you'll find many homes, as well as parks, a butterfly pavilion, and a beach with an observation deck for the dolphins! It might be a little chilly for a swim, since it's still winter, but there's plenty of things to do.]

[Maybe you're visiting a friend here, or want to get zen by the meditation waterfall, or sit by the koi pond, or admire the massive cherry blossom tree still in full bloom. Or maybe you're just passing through on your way to the coffee shop in Sector 5 or the arcade in Sector 3, and waiting for people to ambush you!]

[So what are you doing? Anytime of day, with anyone! Just put down your characters and tag around!]
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26 April 2012 at 05:05 pm
[The video feed clicks on to reveal the resident cool kid who wears his sunglasses at night.]

Hey, everyone. I'm Robin, in case we haven't met yet. I know it's kind of late, but thanks for all the help when I got here. And thanks for all the suggestions about the Defense Force. I joined up not long after I got here, so if you need help or anything, feel free to ask. It's kind of my job.

By the way, are there other people trained in combat here? Training on my own is fine, but having sparring partners would be even better. Besides, how cool would it be to learn combat styles from other worlds? If you're interested, I'll be in the training hall in sector six.


[video | private to comics!Tim]

Hey, do you have some spare time tonight? There's somewhere I want to investigate and a second opinion would be great.


[Feel free to roll on into the training hall. No need to video reply first, if you don't want to!]
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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?]
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19 April 2012 at 08:43 pm
[Winter isn't over yet, it seems. Lacus pulls her shawl around her shoulders with one hand, using the other to balance her as she kneels in the grass. There's a small pile of dried leaves and uprooted weeds beside her. The memorial gardens are well managed but that hasn't stopped her from pruning a bit. It deserves to be tended even in this weather.]

[Perhaps she should make an addition in honor of Junius 7. She had intended for the church to be a place that symbolized peace, and honored the nearly quarter of a million of her countrymen who perished that day, and those from the other worlds she'd learned about as well. But now...]

[She reaches into the garden to gently pry out another weed with her bare hand.]
[Voice|Action|Open] Backdated to early morning
18 April 2012 at 09:22 am
[It's early, but that is just as it should be. It is not as if he slept during the night. He no longer has need for it.]

[Voice]

There will be an exam today for those attending the physical defense course. Bring a blunt weapon of your choice from the recreational center or one will be selected for you. [he pauses for a moment, thoughtful] Perhaps it should have been mentioned before today, but if you are not prepared as you are now, you would not have been any more prepared with advanced warning.

This is a prompt opportunity to observe for those who are interested in taking the course.

Let us assess what you have learned )

{OOC: Please remember to label your threads Before, During, or After and make it clear if you character is just observing the class. You decide whether your character has passed the exam or not and which role they take as the attacker or defender. Mingling with other students is highly encouraged. Volunteer demonstrators are more than welcome.}
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17 April 2012 at 09:22 pm
[ He'd come to the library on a whim thanks to a conversation he'd had earlier. It reminded him of something, something he'd been considering ever since he landed in this place. Now the urge to read the entire selection itself was far too tempting. So there he was, volume in hand as he thumbed through the pages in search for that one passage.

You're in for a little poetry today, it seems, inmates. ]


The mind is in its own place, and in itself
Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven.
What matter where, if I be still the same
And what I should be, all but less than he
Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least
We shall be free: the Almighty hath not built
Here for his envy, will not drive us hence:
Here we may reign secure and in my choice
To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell:
Better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.


[ And the volume is closed with a decisive thud. He takes a moment to set it down before taking his glasses off and wiping them with a handkerchief. ]

I can't help but wonder if any of you have considered that little passage in reference to our plight. It came to mind, earlier. Should we accept our fate as it is and make the most of the situation or should we fight to regain our freedom? It is after all, what we make of this place.

[ And the smallest smile. ]

Call me a curious man.
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17 April 2012 at 05:31 am
I have heard that there are those who would call themselves demons living among us.

[Fenris' expression is one of casual disdain. It is clear that he does not think highly of you demon-types.]

Even those whom I once believed to be reasonable. Show yourself, should you have the courage.

[He doesn't have a weapon to beat you all down with, but he'd at least like to know who to keep an eye on. What makes him think people will be honest? Well.

Better to ask, right?]
[The 163rd Day]
16 April 2012 at 07:38 pm
[Sentience is in a quiet corner of the library this morning, or so it seems. Once again, it is only reachable by network or kiosk communication.] Good morning, everyone! Today is the 163rd day of the third generation. It will be clear and cold again today, but I was considering some more flurries tomorrow.

I have been given a lot to think about, which should be fine. I believe that today will be a quiet day. The only thing to report is that Roxas's request has arrived, so please speak to a robot in the shelter, and they will retrieve it for you.

I hope you all enjoy the day.
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04 April 2012 at 12:53 pm
[Nasuti appears on the network in video format--it's a been a while, Marina! Remember this face? It has an apologetic smile, but all the same--]

Sorry I've been somewhat anti-social, everyone. I decided to spend the past few days getting some much-needed cleaning done over here in the house...[Having three teenagers who essentially had free reign of the place before she arrived typically calls for it.] I think I got most of it at least.

I was curious how seasons work here. I know not too long back, we had snow...has anyone been here long enough to determine if there will be cherry blossoms when the time calls for it? It'd be lovely to arrange some sort of hanami party.

[PRIVATE TO: Troopers]

Now that this place is a bit more presentable, did you guys want to invite any of your friends over for dinner sometime soon? I'd like to meet more of your friends.
[Video|Open] Backdated to late afternoon
30 March 2012 at 09:08 pm
[Hello everyone, have a girl shifting back and forth in a very excited, but also nervous kind of way. She wraps her hand in her hand with a smile and waves with the other.]

Uh...hi! I know not everyone knows who I am, but my name is Rapunzel and I've been reading up a lot recently about things people do for fun with other people, because I love having parties, but I'm not really good at knowing what to do at parties--[she cuts herself off there with a sheepishly laugh]--yeah, so I got a few books and there was this one game that sounded really fun and I wanted to try it out with everyone. So...who would like to play a game of Truth or Dare? Like, right now!

The book said that someone asks "Truth or Dare?" and whoever's turn it is picks one or the other and the person who asked then asks a question for truth or gives a dare. You have to pick one or the other and whichever one you pick you have to do as best you can or you lose. And since we can talk to each other over the network we don't even have to be in the same room to play!

I mean...that is if you want to. You don't have to if you don't, but I just thought it could be a fun way to...well, have fun, and get to know each other, you know? [And as she stops her rambling she may be losing a bit of steam and becoming a bit more unsure. Maybe she should have thought this over a bit more before asking?] So if you want to play just say you're in and someone else can ask you "Truth or Dare." And uh...if you pick dare, you can just show it through the communicator, or meet each other face-to-face to complete the dare. Should be easy, right?

[a bit quiet she says under her breath] ...I think. Did all of that make sense? I hope that made sense. Maybe I should read the book again.

{OOC: THE RETURN OF TRUTH OR DARE EVERYONE. Just tag the post with "In!" or some way to let people know that your character is in on the game and others can tag them back as part of the game. Threads all start over the network, but can turn to action whenever you want. If you just want to respond to Rapunzel's video and not play the game, then tag the first thread at the top. For examples of how this could work, just check out this mock thread here.}