[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.
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18 June 2012 at 07:57 pm
[He hadn't slept much after getting woken up at stupid o'clock. That didn't stop Cross from flopping dramatically all over the mattress after returning from his late-night smoke break.]

[Hopefully Rebecca took a shower before he dragged himself out of bed because he proceeds to use all of the hot water. And then descends upon the kitchen in nothing but a towel, grumbling and slamming open the fridge and cupboards for anything decent to eat. He's sick of eating the rabbit food she keeps around, and hell if he's touching those so-called snack cakes that look like hockey pucks and probably taste worse.]
[voice | Open]
11 June 2012 at 06:51 pm
So it's been about a week now, and I've lost a bit of totally unnecessary beauty sleep, but I finally think I've whipped this annoying new code enough that it's nice and malleable and in utter submission to yours truly. As far as it's concerned I'm a scantily clad goddess in tall boots. Is there anything more satisfying?

[pause for the rhetorical question, because no. No, there is not.]

And I know you're out there, fellow grey hats. My people~! Let this be my way of saying "hey baby, we should hang."

[She turns on a moderate encryption, something that anyone with decent hacking experience will easily slip by. Those with more hacking experience will find the encryption elegant and creative, for what it is. She's not after only the cream of the crop just now -- she's looking for buds, not a hack-war.]

[Voice // Encrypted at 30%]

Here we go, a nice easy one to get people in the door. If you slipped that mini-net then, Hi! I'm Penelope Garcia, blonde bombshell and supreme information goddess. I'd go into my turn-ons, but hey, enough about me.

Hit me with your name, rank, and your favorite OS, darlings.
Video | Open | backdated to early morning
04 June 2012 at 11:17 pm
[ His head hurt, he couldn't get up. Well actually, that was lie - he could, he just didn't want to. The device was propped up on what looked to be a bed and behind the messy head of red hair, there was the view of a blanket pulled up, blocking off the rest of the room.

Using the weight of his arms to sit up, he addresses the feed with a face full of guilt and it almost appeared as if he were on the verge of tears, but he wasn't crying. He didn't really feel in the mood to do something like this, but the fact that he'd awoken only to be reminded of what transpired the other day, this wasn't something he could just easily toss aside.
]

…Everyone that I… [ pauses and looks away a moment before forcing himself to finish] …that I worried…I'm sorry. I didn't mean to cause trouble like that. I never meant to say those things and act like that… [ he couldn't bring himself to say anymore so instead pulls the blankets over his head and he reaches out a hand from the blanket, shutting off the feed abruptly.]
[ video ]
04 June 2012 at 08:09 pm
I'd make some joke about how they finally caught up with me but I'm usually on the right side of the law so this doesn't really make a whole lotta sense.

[Derek's going to pause here a moment, mess with the video a bit so it goes off then on again as he figures out how it works. Then he smirks, shakes his head.] And I'm supposed to believe we're under the ocean? Honestly? I gotta say I feel like I'm being pranked... no matter how elaborate all this is.
[video / action] closed
01 June 2012 at 06:48 pm
[Private to Spencer Reid]

Hey, so. Still up for that movie?

If you'd rather be alone with Kitty instead, I understand. [Playfully winking.]

[action/ closed to Cross Marian - earlier that morning]

[So this part of her morning she was not exactly looking forward to. Yesterday was a very strange day. The aftermath of which she wasn't exactly having fun sorting through, but having to deal with. Even if it meant dealing with those lovely feelings of residual guilt. She was, however, very much looking forward to a warm shower and a quick change of clothes. And something to eat.

Sliding in through the door, she closes it quietly behind her before slinking into the kitchen.]
[action/closed]
29 May 2012 at 01:41 pm
Closed to Marian Hawke )
[video/action][open]
24 May 2012 at 12:20 pm
[ Hawke's in her leather armor today, and looking very comfortable. she gives the camera a big grin. ]

Who'd be willing to loan me a blade? [ cheerful, guileless ] I'll give it back, I promise. In Andraste's name, and all that.

I just want to hit something. Or someone. In a sparring match, of course. [ she's hanging around the park, stretching, and just strolling aimlessly. ]

[closed/private]

Rebecca, are you still interested in finding out what despair tastes like? [ the grin is more of a smirk now. ]
[video - open/ action - closed]
21 May 2012 at 05:54 pm
Just a curious little poll for my fellow dome dwellers, just kinda curious about something. I mean, if you've ever been to the computer lab in sector two you might've noticed the intranet set up. Not internet, of course, but it's something. Was wondering if anyone would use it more if it had some... better content? [Oh, she's thinking of a few things.]

... For those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, you really need to be introduced to being online. And stat. I might even be able to hook you up sometime.


Action; closed to Cross )
video. accidental voice.
20 May 2012 at 12:04 am
[ Claire is Not Okay. She's been thinking about home lately. A lot. And her thought processes were only spurred on further by a conversation she had with a friend the other day. Her mental state is only slightly masked; most of it is written all over her face. ]

I miss my family.

[ That isn't all she misses. She takes a breath, starting to speak, then stopping, several times before she finally finds the words to articulate the thoughts she wants to get out there. ]

I can't help but wonder if I'll get back home one day and everyone I knew will just be gone. Or too old to remember me. I think it's really starting to sink in that I'm actually stuck here, and that I'm going to outlive-- [ She has to stop. Her eyes start to well with tears, and her voice breaks a little... So she needs a second to get herself together. Suck it up, Bennet. ] - Everyone. Even the friends I make here. And even with my ability slowed down, if I age, it won't be normal. It'll be really, really slow. My dad would tell me it'll be okay, even if it's a lie. Mom would know what to do. I miss having that, even if nothing else in my life is normal anymore.

[ She doesn't really know where she's going with this train of thought anymore. She starts and stops again, then just shakes her head and shuts off the video feed. However, little to her knowledge, she left it going on voice. She doesn't intend for the rest to be heard, but there it is, broadcasting. ]

I don't want to be alone forever.

(( ooc; BACK FROM HIATUS FINALLY YAY ;A; ))
[Video//Action] Open, with mingle option~
15 May 2012 at 05:36 pm
Good day, Marina. Rebecca and I have been working on a virtual reality simulator for some time now. Thanks to all our beta testers, the devices are now ready for use! We hope you'll enjoy them.

Each set has two helmets which can optionally connect to one another, so you may share a session with another inmate. Starting tomorrow, people will be able to sign them out for private use. There are a few simple rules we'd ask people to follow in order to sign them out, but we can explain those to interested parties rather than publicly.

We've set up the devices in one of the shelter's common rooms for the day if you'd like to test them out or learn how they work. Using them, you can create and interact with any environment you can imagine, including places you remember from home. In one of my tests I was able to visit a space vessel, including the zero-gravity aspect of the environment, for example.

If you're interested, please do stop by.

((OOC, please read!: FAQ/IC rules are right here. If you have more questions please do ask! Please note the IC rule against violent simulations!

If your character wants a tutorial of the devices, we're happy to thread it out or you can see this example that Lacus ran through with Hikaru.

Feel free to make your own threads mingle-style, indicating [closed] if it's for a specific person. You can also have [open] threads but remember your character has to ICly approve another user to connect to their VR session; others can't just suddenly appear in session without your character giving the device permission. Today, the machines can only be used in the common room and for a limited time. For longer sessions please sign up ICly for a day to get a set for private use! If your character is signing out the helmets we will assume you've read the IC rules Lacus and Rebecca have set up, which are at the top of the FAQ post.))
[video | open]
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.)
[Video | Open]
08 May 2012 at 10:02 pm
[An alarmed face appears on the video. Blonde hair with pink streaks, brightly colored chunky jewelry, thick-rimmed glasses. Immediately, she starts rambling.]

Okay. I'm used to weird, but this is like -- the freaking Twilight Zone. The creepy, prison-themed Twilight Zone with an embarrassingly hackable headset and no keyboard in sight, which is its own special level of hell and somewhere I'd rather not hang, capiche?

Someone please just pinch me, or do whatever it is you do to get someone to wake up from a bad dream, and preferably without any more violence than absolutely necessary, because ickiness is totally not something we need to add to the mix --

[She may not take a breath anytime soon, unless someone cares to interrupt...]
[Video|Action|Open]
30 April 2012 at 08:49 pm
[Gear might be looking a little too smug for his own good, but considering he's been working on this project for weeks and finally finished his upgrades, he's happy with himself. Now all he needs is some test subjects...]

So anyone here ever heard of hard light construct projections? There kind of like solid holograms or pictures that you can touch and move around. They don't last forever, though. I've been tickering with one of my old projects and it turns out the one gym in Sector 6 works great for hard light projections--once you empty out all the other stuff in it. [laugh]

I built a programmable obstacle course projector, but it needs a few people to test it out. Any takers want to help me work out the bugs? You can even design your own course and add fake people to it as part of the obstacles. Make a competition out of it.

[He's a little excited. He hasn't has a lot of people to test his inventions on without Virgil around to use as a guinea pig. He outdid himself today, if he can so say himself.]

{OOC: The projector will be set up in the gym for a good chunk of the day so people can come by whenever. The holograms will look REAL and are touchable as if they are real objects. Gear will be there to explain how it works to them and set it up. Doubles are perfectly welcome if you want to challenge people! Just say so in your header if you're open to threadjacks and mingling.}
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27 April 2012 at 10:10 am
[She's been avoiding the Defense Force headquarters and avoiding the bars which works out since she can't actually go into them. And with the temperature drop and the snow out, she's avoiding the outside too. Instead she's sitting on her bed picking apart the insides of a computer, and making adjustments to it.]

You know, your private posts are a lot easier to hack into than they should be, but you really don't say anything all that entertaining in them either.


OOC )
[video/action] I Never Game!
26 April 2012 at 03:09 pm
[ greetings, Marina. Hawke again. today she just tosses a wave at the camera. ]

Let it never be said I was good at planning... well, anything... but I came across something that sounded like a bit of harmless fun. Not that it has to stay that way. [ winks ]

It's a charming little drinking game called "I Never". And if at least half of us are passed out on the floor by the time the evening's over, I'll consider it a success. The tavern would have been my first choice, but as it met a rather sad end... shall we say around eight o'clock? In the club?

((OOC: Forward-dated action in the comments! Enjoy!))

Index )
[action/closed] - backdated late night
23 April 2012 at 03:09 am
[She definitely caught up in sleep, and maybe then some. It actually leaves her a little restless as it's something she's not accustomed to. Wide awake now, however, she's been quietly playing around with her laptop in the living room before the battery was nearly out. And now she sneaks quietly into the bedroom for the charger, where she left it last bedside, casting a glance to her still slumbering bed-mate as she collects it.]
[Video | Action; Open] Late afternoon into evening
17 April 2012 at 11:27 pm
[The feed opens up and you can hear piano music, seems it's on voice for now but whoever is holding the device discreetly switches it to video. What you see before you, Marina, is a very familiar blue-skinned teen... playing the piano with some skill for a guy who's only been practicing for a few days. Heck, some of you from earth (or a version of) might recognize the song.

If you don't, then you might as he starts to sing.
]


((ooc: You most likely will get a response from both the boys if you post to the video, but feel free to address either! Otherwise you can tag in with Action and find the two milling about on their "date" out and about just about anywhere. You may even catch them being adorable and affectionate~ They will be visiting the Ramen Shop for a late lunch then the Education Center(obviously), the Movie Theater and the Club!))
Mood: artistic
Music: "Stand By Me" by Ben E. King
Location: Education Center
[video/action] open!
16 April 2012 at 10:52 pm
[Presently before you is (1) one Rebecca Crane, her chin on the kitchen table and a cup of coffee between her hands. She shifts up to rest on her elbows after a moment, cozy in a loose knit sweater and tank top. And still tired as her yawning will attest, but there's a smile on her lips.] 'sup? Good morrrrning, Marina.

Thought I'd try and get some advice... [Camera view switching to that of the table, with a spread of a few danishes, some pâté, a loaf of Parisian bread and the last thing out of her pantry... grapes.] Not sure what to make for breakfast out of this. I kinda didn't get around to a grocery run yesterday, so it's going to be... a danish morning, I think. Danish and grapes, the breakfast of champions.

... But seriously? [There's a moment's pause, where she pulls that container of pâté closer and shows it off to the camera. Her voice is a little softer. Maybe just to not be overheard.] Who eats this? Stuffy... rich food. [Slight laugh.] What's next, caviar?

[A pause, before she sighs. Reaching for that cherry danish.] Ah, crap, I have so much to do today.




[Action/ Open - Noonish.]

[Sometime before noon she's finally pulled herself to her feet, washed her face and shaken off most of her morning lethargy. And dressed, finally. And out in the beautiful... morning sun to stop by some of the stores to pick up a few things. Cross stopping by the day before kind of derailed all her plans, so she's got groceries to stock up on. Backpack over her shoulder, she's yours to encounter to, from or in the fine act of selecting a nice head of lettuce or the like.]
[Action | Open]
10 April 2012 at 11:49 pm
[Newly freed from the hospital, Cross is making his way to a much more comfortable bed. He's doing so with slightly careful steps, but certainly nothing obvious to the casual observer. He's in damn good shape, considering. So he's going to grab a few things before heading over to said much improved bed, like some decent coffee and food.]

[His mood, as you may guess, isn't the best. So what else is new? Approach at your own risk.]