[video/ forward dated to late evening] responses open/ action closed
25 June 2012 at 10:29 pm
[It’s been a fine day to be out and about the dome. There’s always something to catch your eye and interest you, that’s for sure. And in his days of prowling around, late night or not, Tyki’s taken himself to parts of the dome he’d never really cared to investigate before. He thought he’d heard something in particular about this—this memorial garden—but it’s not until he’s standing in front of it that it sort of rings a clearer bell.

So that’s why you get to see it, the camera switching on to look it over before shifting to the partially undone collar of one Tyki Mikk. He’s sitting in the grass next to the garden, initially a little bored seeming but he’s quick to quirk for the rolling feed. It’s a rarity he bothers with it.]
Pretty little set up, isn’t it.

The two others, too. But this one… this one seemed so familiar.

… And then I remembered. [Grinning, as if something was indeed much more amusing to him than it would ever be to explain. He waggles his cigarette in the air between two fingers.] Truly tragic, of course. Whole ship gone. [He snaps his fingers.] Just like that.

Anita, huh. So that was her name. [Dismissive, he really doesn’t care.

Clearly an evident fact by the way he purposely both stubs his cigarette out on her plaque and ensures the camera catches the gesture.]
Heard she was a brothel owner too.
[Audio|Action|Open]
18 June 2012 at 10:08 pm
It is harder to wake than it is to dream because reality seems so unreal )

[Audio]

I...I'm sorry. [Her voice is quiet--tired, worn out.] I didn't mean to um...[lose consciousness]...fall asleep. If you need me--[her voice shakes a little there, but she tries to keep it steady]--just um...let me know and I'll be there as soon as I can.

{OOC: She doesn't know Diva is dead, but those on duty for the DF last night should know about the incident.}
[ action | voice ]
13 June 2012 at 09:41 pm
[ Something had happened a few days ago. Something had snapped. She felt free and a Diva should never, ever, hold her self back. What she wanted, she took. What she needed, she grasped.

This… politeness was done for.

So she simply ignored the network and the disgusting display of animal love and showed up on Miranda's doorstep. It's a shame she's not there, however, and it's a shame she had to break down the door. Her temper simply isn't the best today. Flicking through Miranda's things, she idly turned on the voice option, speaking… ]


You're not here; are you hiding? I had so much I wanted to say… But if it's a game you want, I'll play. It won't take me long. [ she laughed and cut the feed, snatching up a fluttering scarf from the dresser. It's time to go a hunting! ]


((ooc: Feel free to hit her up in action before she makes it to Miranda's apartment or answer her voice post directly. Everything after that is limited to the scripted parties. As previously discussed. If there's something you want to do or see before the end, please hit up my HMD or private plurk me. This is the end game for Diva. Thank-you everyone!))
voice, action | closed, open
12 June 2012 at 12:43 am
[voice || private to Miranda]

Thanks for putting in that request. That was pretty awesome, actually.

[action | open]

[He's decided to hang around Sector 4 pretty much all day today with his roomie and his puppy, so if you happen to be out and about checking out the pets you might find Axel sitting with his back against a tree and tossing a couple of tennis balls out to a pile of puppies.

Pluto's among them with his easily distinguishable red collar, waggling his tail and barking even while the other puppies nip and playfully tug at his ears, and every time Axel throws the ball out to them they bark even louder and waddle along, becoming a squirming pile as they struggle to fetch.]


Heh. You guys are a riot.
[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]
[ video | action ]
22 May 2012 at 10:35 pm
[ Diva stretched, one arm above her head as she stared at the bay window across from her bed with a speculative look in her eye, as she hummed a question. ]

Is it nice out there? It's so stuffy in here...

[ It only took a second for Diva to ease across the floor, fingers trailing along the back of a white wicker chair before they tightened. In an explosion of movement, she turned, hurling the chair straight for the window, eyes flashing blue as she let go and laughing, laughing as the glass shattered into a hundred pieces and more, falling... ]

Ah, that's better. [ and she leaned forward, suddenly there by the window in a lurch of movement too fast for the eye to see. All that's left before the feed ends is the sight of red blood dripping from the glass, Diva's hand sliding along a sharp, ragged edge.

So bright, so sweet... She almost had a hunger for it. ]

[ restless, needy, Diva won't stay long in her broken rooms. She'll travel, finding refuge in the pavilion she'd long since claimed her own. Stumble upon her at your own risk. She may, or may not, treat you kindly... ]


((ooc: Nothing major will happen to your character without OOC permission first. She's just as likely to walk away as she is to do lasting, major harm.
[Action]
16 May 2012 at 11:52 am
[Not one to let the little hiccup or two upon her arrival bring her down, the sorceress headed out to explore the streets of Marina. She did a few hearty kicks into mid-air for good measure. Take that, y'stupid jerks! Change of scenario?! Bitchy blonde swords-woman?! No big! Lesser people have managed to survive! Lina Inverse will rock this place and come out on top!

A wide smirk spreading over her face, creasing into the dimples of her round cheeks, she made a showy strut into the streets, only to be greeted by armor-looking things that seemed to move on their own. It wasn't the first time for Lina to see lifeless objects animated without a caster in sight, but it still wasn't your average experience. She frowned skeptically, reconsidering for a moment her decision to leave the "comfort" of the bedroom she had spent the last evening in.

But still! Adventures await! This place was more bustling than your average town, which meant there were certainly restaurants to raid and spoils to be had! Shaking her head for a moment, she balls her gloved hands into fists and makes her way onto the sidewalk, sucking in a long breath through her nose. There were lots of smells to greet her--that of metal and oil, some odd fishy-type smell that induced a faint nausea(she had just to really look up just yet), and something...

...something mysterious. She stopped mid-step, taking another good wiff both to the left and the right. Where was that smell coming from? She turned around and sniffed behind her. Was she walking away from it?

There was...tomatoes, which weren't really all that exciting in and of itself...but there was...something else...

Following her nose, she followed the scent, not paying mind to any of the residents she bee-lined past giving her odd stares. She was used to that--what, had they never seen a brightly-clothed red-headed sorceress clad in gems and gold before?! They were probably just entranced by her stunning looks...

She stopped in front of a good-sized shop from which the smell emitted from. Pizza? What was this?! Some new sort of cuisine? She was taken aback. This was something she hadn't anticipated! Trembling with excitement, she burst through the door and announced herself.]


BEHOLD! LINA INVERSE IS HERE TO GRACE YOUR ESTABLISHMENT WITH HER UNSURPASSED APPETITE! [Would it strike fear? Awe? Either was fine with her, really. As long as her stomach was full by the time she left.]

[ooc: In the shop? Outside as she exits? Feel free to run into your favorite (everyone's favorite!!) red-headed magic user whenever!]
[ 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... ♥ ))
[ The 167th Day ]
14 May 2012 at 05:45 pm
Good morning, everyone! Today is the 167th day of the third generation. It will still be cold today, but after taking into account everyone's wishes, I will begin transitioning into spring over the next week or so. You may look forward to warming weather and some light rains.

With that said, I believe today should be quiet, and I have no real requests to fill, so... I would like once again to remind everyone that we have classes available, both in recorded form for your convenience, and in the school operated by Princess Euphemia. Anyone who is curious should consider perusing them, or our library. It's always good to learn more!
[ 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!]
[Mail | Day 164 | Belated again oops]
30 April 2012 at 10:26 am
    PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  • Euphemia li Britannia: flowers from Miranda Anonymous.
  • Kitty Pryde: flowers from Miranda Anonymous.

[PM has opted to do more walking today, though that's at least in part because she's carrying a bit of precious mail cargo--flowers! It would be a shame to spill them.]

[The ring also has the ability to give her tentacles if the pair of them sprouting from either side are any indication. Each is carefully curled around a set of flowers held close to her body for protection.]

[Still, wearing the ring so often is taking its toll, and she takes the occasional break to lean against a tree or a fence. At this point, though, she's really just trying to keep her ring for her route to keep appearances up for Jack--for much of her day, she hasn't worn it much at all. So she can be found in a relatively normal form at the post office!]

[Click here for pen pal signups. Mail submissions for Day 165 go here!]
voice || open, private
17 April 2012 at 01:48 pm
You know...someone should go release all the bunnies from the pet cafe. I think that'd be pretty cool, especially if our next holiday might be Easter or something.

[voice || private to Wolfram]
[His voice lowers a bit, less amused, but more serious. He's at the apartment right now, seated on top of his bed and hugging a pillow close. He's kind of been stuck at home for the past couple of days along with his roomie...and he's been thinking about some things.]

Hey, Wolfie, how you feelin'?
[ Video - filtered from Saya | Action ]
16 April 2012 at 11:20 pm
[ the feed clicks on to catch Hei quickly smoothing his hair flat. He's look a touch different then usual today with his green parka mislaid and walking briskly through the streets with naught but jeans and a button down white shirt on. It's definitely colder then he would like for this kind of attire but that doesn't stop him from speaking as he navigates the sidewalk. ]

Roommates. How do you handle them without... getting in each others way constantly?

[ Yes, folks. He doesn't know how to handle living with someone when he's used to one room apartments and changing cities every few months. And having a mark stay with him a night or two is a completely different agenda then, well... cohabiting. Waylay him on the way from Sector 3 to the shelter if one must. Assuming, that is, you can catch him. ]
[Gamewide Mingle: Thanksgiving]
07 April 2012 at 08:25 pm
[At the entrance to Sector 5, several very long tables have been set up outside. Low light is provided by street lamps hung up just for the occasion, a cozy dining room in the middle of the street. There's turkey, mashed potatoes, candied yams, cranberry sauce, and many, many other Thanksgiving favorites. A warm, printed message at the center of the table asks:

In the tradition of the holiday known as Thanksgiving, please feel free to enjoy this meal and think about all the things over the last year for which you are most grateful.


Come one, come all! Food covers the tables, enough for the prison's entire population, courtesy of the bots. Have a nice big dinner with your fellow inmates, and get your CR on!]
[voice]
04 April 2012 at 07:50 pm
[There is an uneasy chuckle, tinged with the slightest hint of pain.] I finally put this thing on and everything's boring again. So much for entertainment.

Wisely. Bring me some smokes, will you? Oy, and a clean shirt.


[Private to Miranda]

Miranda, love. [He's not even sure if she'll reply, but it's worth a shot.]

Would you be a doll and do something for me?


[Private to Kitty]

Let me guess, the silent treatment? Is that happening now. [He doesn't know she knows about the whole 'intentionally overheard' thing, so. Again, worth a shot.]
[closed action]
13 March 2012 at 10:31 pm
[It's a lovely day at the Noah's family home.

Last night's dinner went spectacularly well and their "guest" has been welcomed to stay over!

Pinned in the depths of a dream... he's not going anywhere, no.]



(Going to inevitably be NSFW for a plethora of reasons.)
[Video//Action | Open] Mid afternoon, pre-party
07 March 2012 at 09:06 am
Good day, Marina. I hope those of you who were of assistance to Sentience last night are recovering well. [It goes without saying that if you need anything, consider her volunteered!]

In the spirit of new beginnings, it is a good time to offer the opportunity for anyone who wishes to clear their conscience. Beginning in a half-hour, we will be taking confessions at the church. Although Confessional is a traditionally Catholic practice, the church is not denominational and anyone should feel welcome to participate if they wish.

For anyone not aware, a confession is given in a booth in which you tell anything you wish to an anonymous priest. Your identity is also protected, and the priest is sworn never to reveal what is said within the confession. [And Lacus will be very angry him if he violates that promise, so you can take that to the bank.] It can be a very cleansing experience.

If you have any other questions about the church, I am happy to answer them. I hope everyone will enjoy the party this evening.

((OOC: Cross (worst priest ever, but still a priest!) will be taking confessions in this thread. Network replies to Lacus or action posts at the church are also welcome!))
[Video//Action | Closed]
04 March 2012 at 11:30 am
[Timcanpy's recording, while surprising, hadn't shocked Komui as he would have thought. That's what the Exorcists do; they help in situations like this. And of course Lenalee went, of course she did.]

[He's used to this. It's the dead of night and he's sitting here tinkering, waiting for the Exorcists to return, and planning what the rest of them will do if -- ]

[Komui sets down whatever tools he's holding. The lab is so quiet.]


[Video | Private to Miranda and Fou]

[They'd expect video from him, not voice, and a smile even at this late hour, so that's what he gives.] Hey. Sorry, but I need to borrow you for a little bit.
open voice & action threads [the devil's compass]
27 February 2012 at 07:19 pm
Hey General. [Greetings, it's your absolute favorite Noah.

Sounding hella smug this early in the morning.]
What do you say to a morning drink?


[Action/ Morning at the Devil's Compass]

[For some it might be too early in the morning for a drink, and think him and his openly public invitation crazy if you wish. But when you have an opportunity this golden to rub something in, especially on Cross Marian of all people, why not use it? Judgment is nowhere in sight, but Tyki Mikk is reclining against the bar in a fitted vest and clean white shirt. Not a special enough occasion to warrant a tie or jacket. Today, at least.

While he is waiting for his dear friend Cross to show, the tavern's not quite the most secluded place so threadjacks and general posting are open for anyone else who might wish to be at the Devil's Compass... this early in the morning! (Hey, the food's good. Try the hashbrowns.)]
[Voice | Open / Action | Closed]
25 February 2012 at 08:16 pm
[It's so late that you can reasonably get away with calling it "early" when PM gives up on sleep. After throwing on the bare minimum of clothing to deal with the weather, she leaves the comfort of her home. Her sour mood, compounded by exhaustion and newfound anticipation for the next day, just serve to make her feel even colder than the weather alone is responsible for. The bath house seems like a good idea, so she sets out, stepping quietly so that her shelled feet make minimal noise on the walkways.]

[Once she's there, though, a thought occurs to her. It pains her to involve other people in her business, but she doesn't really know how else to handle it. Towel wrapped tightly around her, she hesitates in the changing room for a bit as she draws up the desire to make the call, shuffling out into the main baths as she does so.]


[Voice]

[PM speaks softly, almost in a whisper, because although she hopes people take the headset off when they go to bed, she can't be too sure.]

Is anyone still awake? And is willing to discuss, er... feelings?

[At worst, she might get a few trolls trying to talk to her about troll romance, but even that would be an improvement over the current situation.]

--
((OOC: sorry for two posts so quickly, I had this one planned before the mods told me we needed a mail post :3c ))