[video | action | backdated to afternoon]
31 July 2011 at 03:20 pm
[The video flickers on and the screen reveals Tamaki sitting on one of the sofas in the shelter common room fiddling with a rose in one hand and looking as though he is in very deep thought. His face is serious for most of the time before he begins speaking, but after a good thirty seconds his expression changes to something between a smirk and a smile while he glances at the camera from the corner of his eye.]

In this world there are those who are blessed with beauty and grace, the greatest gifts God could have ever bestowed upon a living creature. [He raises the rose he'd been holding to his nose and takes a good long sniff before setting it down and turning his attention back to the camera.] I, for one, thank the heavens above everyday that I am one of those fortunate few in possession of such rewards. That is not the message that I have for you all today, however. You see, it is my belief that the duty of these people with such exquisite looks to bring joy to everyone around them in any way they can - a duty which I place before all other things in life.

[Another pause, this time so that he may close his eyes and imagine lines of women admiring him and men doing all that they can to be him. It is a wonderful fantasy and it makes him chuckle lightly.]

A Host Club is a club designed for the specific purpose of sharing this beauty and giving such joy to its visitors - in short it is the perfect setting for carrying out the heavy task of bringing all the happiness in the world to those less fortunate than us! For this reason I have made the decision to establish one here in this prison as some of you may already be aware! [Suddenly, his arms shoot off to the sides as if he were welcoming everyone to step into his arms for a great big hug.] I would like to invite all those who might be interested to join us and utilize your gifts to the best of your ability! I am certain that among all of you watching this today there are plenty who are worthy of the title of 'Host'!

[And as an after thought, Tamaki turns his face away from the camera, brings the rose up to his mouth and just mumbles the next few words. They aren't really something he's proud of.]

We will even accept Hosts of the female persuasion.
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28 July 2011 at 11:10 am
[Alto is walking around various districts, either passing by or intending to stop at a particular place for particular needs. Perhaps headed to work out or grab some food or look for any electronic materials he can take apart and tinker around with (failingly).

That's not the important part, though.

The important part is, he stops by a reflective surface every so often, fixing his hair or applying chapstick or staring at himself from different angles.

He woke up on the wrong side of the bed today, okay, and he feels fugly. Is that a cowlick? Ugh--

Father would scold him if--

And if you happen to catch him a little too late, he'll suddenly get all tsundere and storm away angrily from the reflective surface!]
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14 July 2011 at 01:33 am
[for the very first time in her life, Nena is in a library, and has spent more than 5 minutes there before declaring it a boring pile of horse shit. as it turns out, romance novels are fucking hilarious. who knew?]

I swear to god, you people are all completely hopeless. [waves a book around and winks at the camera. see? she has evidence.] It's like you don't know anything romance and guys and all that crap. How do any of you ever get laid? [not that it applies so much here, but...]

'Oh, what if he doesn't feel the same way?', 'I'm just not good enough for her', 'Oh, whatever shall I do?!'. [she mostly stuck to the trashy books.] Pathetic, seriously.

So, I get that this'll be hard for you all to understand, but I can totally help! I'll even be nice and make it super easy for you; just give me you're problem, and I'll tell you what to do! Ask away! [V-sign!]
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09 July 2011 at 10:32 pm
Criminal...? [ Xion has woken up at the beach / dolphin observation deck, but she isn't quite sure she understands. who is Acumen? is he related to Xemnas? what's an asylum, and what's an arcade? and this thing on her head... she seems to need it? this is beyond confusing. the ocean is pretty, but shouldn't she have returned to -- ? ] I don't think I'm supposed to be here. There's... something important that I have to do.

Hello? Can anyone hear me?
[Action|Open] backdated to early evening
09 July 2011 at 08:14 pm
[She had chosen the shelter kitchen because it was safer. The robots are there to take of any...mishaps she has and there are more ingredients to use.

And four hours and several attempts later--on the fifth day of attempts, but she would rather not think of the failures of the days before--she had done it!

Miranda wipes her flour-covered hand across her brow, tired and hot from the heat of the oven. Before her on the counter is a slightly lopsided chocolate cake covered in pink frosting with little white flower-shaped sprinkles.

Now she just...needs to clean up the mess all over the counters.]

[Voice|Private to March]

Umm...[a hesitant pause] March? I-I'm very sorry it's been so long! I lost track of time. [embarrassed laugh] But, well, I... I made your cake! I-If you still want it?
Location: Shelter - Kitchen / Evening
[ Event: Summer Solstice Festival ]
29 June 2011 at 12:23 pm
[ Around noon, the robots that had been swarming the beach scatter, leaving a transformed landscape in their wakes. There are volleyball nets set up in the sand, along with colorful umbrellas and blankets beneath them. Part of the water has been sectioned off for water polo, while inflatable rafts in fanciful shapes are ready for use in the open area.

Ringing the beach are food stands serving street and festival foods: chin chin, takoyaki and taiyaki, aloo tikki, sabikh, empanada, hot dogs, ice cream and shaved ice, and suchlike. There is one stand where a robot serves an alcoholic punch not completely unlike sangria. Several of the other stands also serve non-alcoholic drinks. Clean up robots zoom from place to place, picking up garbage. ]
28 June 2011 at 12:12 pm
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[Minako's disgruntled face moves into view] You know, if a youma from the Dark Kingdom or an alien from outer space crashed through the window and tackled me right this second - I probably wouldn't be able to kick them off. I used to be the cute and beautiful Sailor Venus, but now I'm just shopping every day and sleeping in the morning and losing all my sharply honed reflexes! [can you see how this distresses her. SHAKES A FIST]

That's it! Acumen, you are officially my enemy. Get ready! Because there's never been a wrath like a girl that has gained weight. [it's her quote don't question it]
♉ [Video/Open]
26 June 2011 at 07:11 pm
Uhhh, hey, everyone, who is currently staying here, not totally against their will or anything. [ >_> ]

I just have a question, uhh, that is purely due to my own curiosity, so it is your choice to answer, or, um, not, answer, it's okay if you don't.

What kind of races are people here? I've already spoken to humans! Which was r-really cool, and uhh, a canine that could speak as I do, which was uhhh, also very neat. But, I am just wondering what other species are here, besides trolls, and er, humans, and talking canines. I probably have already spoken to other things, not that, anyone is a thing, or anything like that.

But...yeah, that's it, heh.
[video/open] /backdated to early evening
25 June 2011 at 07:40 pm
Thanks, I guess, to everyone who helped me out when I first got here. This isn't really what I pictured prison to be like.

[And with that out of the way - ]

Does anyone know anything useful about trap-making? --Hypothetically, of course.

[He's the guy man with the plan.]
[ voice | open ] Early evening
25 June 2011 at 05:53 pm
Alright, you lovely ladies! [ and Judith especially if she's listening ] Who's going to be my date for the movies tonight? I'm in the mood for a flick.
15 June 2011 at 03:43 pm
[ look, it's the weird kid again. today he is making a point of jumping about, because he is unrestrained and free and hanging loose. hell to the fuck yeah ]

This prison only has beautiful people in it. I didn't know criminals were so pretty, but I was wrong. I was very, very wrong.

[ clicks his tongue ] Hey, uh, Allen? Thanks.

[ more clicking ] Oi woodlouse. How're them cramps?
09 June 2011 at 11:48 pm
[ for the last few hours, Riku's been a good boy and followed all directions, while restrained. after a bunch of gardening, he's dirty, but he sees no bad thing about it. he's dirty, but he's alive, he's well, and he doesn't see anything inherently wrong with this system besides the fact that he's a minor and he's in a prison. he's not being mistreated. as the camera loads and sharpens onto his face, there's a faraway look in his eye as he tries to assimilate all the information he's gathered. ]

Hey. [ he finally looks down, hair falling in his seagreen eyes. ] I'm new here, I guess being social's part of the charm of this place.

[ a bit of quiet as he looks off, but he starts again. ] I was wondering who's here, and how long.

[ finally, a sigh. ] Got what I wanted.
08 June 2011 at 02:33 am
[the first thing to show up on the camera is a blond young man lying on the ground. he seems slightly distressed. the foot of a high-heeled boot pokes at his side, making him twitch a little, before the camera pans upwards to show Nena smiling, as sweet as could be.]

Okay so, I was talking to this guy, and he sorta died on me. Well, not completely, but he looks pretty close! Now, before anyone gets any ideas, I didn't do anything! At all! Got that?

[glares a good few seconds, then she's cheerful again.]

Anyway, if no one comes to claim him or whatever, I'm keeping him! [v-sign! you can't say she's not being fair!]

((ooc: the poor victim is the lovely, unfortunate, Guy Cecil ♥ !))
07 June 2011 at 12:33 am


[ look at this cute little guy, tinkering his way to your eyeballs with his newly-acquired, newly-fangled doo-hickey. he clearly has no fucking idea what he's doing or that you can even see him and his elaborate flail routine. all this muttering that you may think is addressed to you is actually addressed to himself. and the more and more he talks, the more and more you get the feeling that he's about to implode out of nerves. ]

This is stupid this is stupid this is stupid this is stupid this is stupid this is stupid this is shit. I've never gone prison-bad, I don't suit prison, look at my face, not even really fancy ones like this, I can't keep hold of the soap at the best of times, how can A-cumin expect me to deal with this and this stupid ball and its stupid chain friend.

Man. Sis'd be so disappointed in me.
06 June 2011 at 07:36 pm
Excuse me, ah - Marina. My name is Guy Cecil, I'm the attendant of Luke fon Fabre. [He's been awake for a little while and taken the opportunity to gauge the area, deciding it to be of reasonably little harm.] If anyone has seen him or knows where he is, please contact me as soon as possible -

[He's seen something.

The feed clicks off.

A few minutes later, it clicks back on, and his expression is wholly different -- animated instead of calm, excited rather than peaceable. He's also seized one of the drones by the arm attachment and is holding it up, impervious to its minute squirms.
] This is amazing, is everyone seeing this!

[The drone tugs out of his grasp and goes back to picking up trash.

Guy coughs into his hand very pointedly.

--As I was saying previously; anyone who knows of Luke fon Fabre, please contact me immediately regarding his whereabouts.