[The AI of the prison warden had been replaced...she hadn't had anything to do with Sentience, but listening to the peoples' reactions to the new development...they had liked Sentience. Some were even desperate to get it back.

Data that was deleted could be reconfigured...she knew that. Gatomon was a Digimon, after all. When they died, the data would just be reconfigured...

But this has made her uneasy. Enough to wander around and let her guard down a little. She really needed information...but she wasn't sure how to go about it. So instead she wanders, thinking]

So Sentience is gone. It's strange, but as long as nothing changes, I guess it doesn't really matter who says they're in charge. [he just wants things to stay like this]

...Sora's gone, too.

[and he pauses, for a long moment]

...Hey... It might be kind of a weird question, but -- what do you guys dream about? Or what did you dream about last night? I always dream the same things, and I've never really thought to ask about it before.

...this isn't...

...a crime list? So this is some kind of gaol? [Better than the Digimon Emperor's, at least...still not good though]

Hmph. As if a silly thing like this will stop me. I need to find Kari... [If Kari was alone...hopefully the others could protect her until she got back]

This must be... [The real world? It didn't look like the Digiworld. She should be able to find a computer with a gate to the Digiworld...although...she didn't have a digivice. Without one she couldn't open the gate...but maybe one of the others could open the gate from their side. They would be looking for her. It was worth a try]


((OOC: Since it's caught one person already, gaol = jail, just spelt different <3))

[The Doctor is vastly excited and standing right outside the Shelter. He's just been released from his restraints, properly, finally, and he feels full of energy. He can't help it, he has to tell somebody. Everybody! Turning on his video, he grins.]

I'm finally out of the restraints! Ohh, this is brilliant, it really is. [He bounces in position a bit.] I can finally take a look around, and I've really been wanting to properly do that, can't see much in restraints, not when you're in a straight line, and dragging yourself along and just walking from one place to the next ferried everywhere by bots. My ankle was getting very chafed. And tired. Ankles aren't meant for that sort of heavy...dragging. Anyway, there are a lot of things to see here, it's really all very complex. So I'm going to go see them!

[He's anxious, and itching to go, and then he remembers that he's the one making the video in the first place and he can turn it off and stop any time he wants. So he does, and then he runs off, for the sheer joy of running and being able to run. He's going to explore.]


[ooc: Feel free to godmod meeting the Doctor ANYWHERE (and at any time, let this serve for his all-day post, k?) because he is going to be ALL OVER. But primarily around the Library and in Sector 4. Sorry for failboat posting this before daypost this morning.]

This... must be a joke.

Sebastian. Come. [The boy comes into view, he's small standing at a grand 4 11', dressed in elegant clothing that seems incredibly out of place for such a technologically advanced prison but he is restrained. There is absolutely no way he would be caught staying here. He's pale and almost doll-like, one blue eye is visible and the other is covered by an eyepatch which is barely showing from underneath his deep blue hair. His accent is obviously british.]

... [A scowl crosses his features when the demon doesn't appear.] I said come!

[Still nothing. Then he looks panicked, shocked, isn't sure exactly what to do -- he heard the welcome message. He knows it's a prison, that it's an asylum but it's unlike anything he's ever seen before in his life -- he's from the late 1800's afterall. He doesn't like the idea of doing nothing and so ventures to the door with great difficulty. He has to get out! How could Sebastian just ignore an order?!]

T-this is an order! Come! [But once again several minutes pass and he looks a little more genuinely shaken up. He has been known to repeat himself more than once when he's upset. There's no way that their contract could not be active! Could Sebastian not hear him? Why was he not answering? Why was he bound like this -- he was truly in a prison wasn't he? The video ends with him looking incredibly distraught as his fingers fumble around the communicator and flicks off without warning.]

((OOC:He can hear voice but he's still not sure how it works exactly. I'll be a little bit slow responding so please bear with me. :3 Anyone and everyone is welcome to bother the little brat. ♥~))

So! I'm in a brand new place with brand new people and I've heard some interesting things about everyone so far.

That being said, I really would like a chance to meet everyone and get to know them on a personal level. So in order to do this...

KINDLY HAND OVER YOUR MONEY!

This will allow me to both meet each of you as you donate to me and allow me to meet everyone later. It's a foolproof idea that is best for all, don't you think?

[a rustle, a snap then-] HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!~ [the sparkles may not be your imagination and Minako beams into the camera]

Hey everyone!~ As all you cuties might very well know, and if you don't well now you do, today is the date auction! Sentience has given me and C.C. the authority to run this fantastical event and - of course - what's a fantastical event without some fantastical people to be there?

IN OTHER WORDS - [whips out a rather formidable LIST and waves it just long enough for you to glimpse at some of the names already written.] It's sign up time! Everyone who would like to be biddee please respond to this message, and your name will be added to the list.

Remember, for those who sign up there are some requirements. 1! You must come in costume or dress or something just very pretty. 2! Biddees are allowed to become bidders if they so choose to. 3! THE DATE MUST BE DONE.

[and here she gives a rather devious smile] Those on the list that are...less than enthused will get a friendly nudge from our very own captain of the defense force, Gino Weinberg~ And of course, anyone who would like to...volunteer others are welcome to do so! The event will be announced by Sentience later today!

Hope to see everyone there!~

( OOC )

[Sleeping soundly on a bench in the park is Kobato. She hasn't heard the morning announcements yet. Sleeping in is one of the things she's very good at! Her head's resting on a small suitcase, hat of course in place, while her chest rises and falls. Of course she is completely unaware of anyone else who might be nearby. Do you wake her? Or continue to let her sleep peacefully? She mumbles softly in her sleep as she turns over.]

Nng...N-Not Dobato..._{Valen...san, Tine. N-no...Tine-san and...nng}

[ After having a rather interesting night in which she met Minako and learned the wiles of Volleyball, Max decided that instead of sleeping in her stuffy room, she would crash in a tree in the park. Asleep on one of the branches, she might be hard to notice at first glance. Breathing peacefully for once since she first arrived, all is well accept for the cat ears that have sprouted amongst her hair.]

[It's late now and the dome lights will be dimming, then shutting off before long. Most inmates would be in the shelter already, beginning to stay to their rooms; something Tear was hoping and counting on. She couldn't think of a single person that she wanted to see her coming out of the hospital, after all. She just had to reach her room quickly; the vials and injector weren't exactly easy to hide.

But knowing her luck...]

Good morning, criminals! Today is the forty-fourth day of the third generation. I will now start warming up the dome again, so those of you who do not enjoy the cold may relax and enjoy the park, which is completely recovered from the fire the other day.

I do sincerely thank you all who went to great lengths to help get that under control.

I have discovered the code that resulted in disabling the food supply incoming during an emergency, which was well-intentioned, but misdirected. I have modified it. In the future, food supplies will no longer be a question should a second emergency arise. I am continuing the code review to address the remaining problems.

I'm so disgusting.

[Even after having hidden behind a mask for the sake of the picnic and smiling, that was the one thought that had plagued her all day.]

Everyone seems to be enjoying the festivities these days. [ cheery ] I wonder how long an average year lasts here.

Ah, and a simple question, for those who feel like satisfying an old man's curiosity. What would each of you call your... station in life? Male, female, or neither? And what is your class? Occupation? Title, if any? Nationality?

[ pleasant ] I'll start, shall I? My name is Jade Curtiss, my class is baron, my title is colonel, and I hail from the Malkuth Empire. If that isn't particularly helpful, my world is called Auldrant.

[Time: early to mid evening, say 7PM?]

[voice] --is button for audio and this one for video-- [a large simmer pot of curry can now be seen] Ah! There it is! [the video jerks a bit as Jennifer angles her headset to show herself with hair slightly disheveled and flushed from standing over the stove]

Hi everyone! [waves a large wooden spoon in the air] I'm Jennifer, Yuuri's mama if you can't recognize my voice. Ken-chan and I've made lots and lots of curry so stop by if you'd like to try my special Chunky Vegetable Curry! We're in the kitchen in -- Sector zero, sub floor three?

[shrugs]

Just come and find us. We'll be waiting!

[shuts off video]

( private to Akito )

[A certain goddess is in a thoughtful mood. She also has too much energy. So Ammy's busy running it off, racing around the dome and blooming flowers everywhere as she does. Said flowers last for about three seconds before vanishing.

She's not looking for anyone, but she needs to find Fou-Lu eventually. But right now, she's going to run]

[ You can hear the sound of someone taking a deep shaking breath before a long pause...]

...Hello?

[Peering into the blinking communicator, she chews on her lower lip. Somebody had to have some sort of information, right? She certainly wasn't finding anything on her own. There wasn't exactly a computer or open database in her room.]

Is there anyone out there? Fang? Is this some sort of sick joke? [Please let it be a joke.]