[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.
22 May 2012 at 11:52 pm
[The warnings have already been given, but it's a little too late. The gas was invisible, untraceable to the normal senses. But someone might feel it. The changes in them if they had been close enough, breathed in too much. Too bad they probably wouldn't care after that either.

It's not such a big deal now, is it? Neither is holding back on all those things they keep to themselves, or refusing to do the things they remind themselves are bad or dangerous or against the rules. Who cares about rules anymore? Why not just do what they want? Why should they hide how they feel? Why should they keep hiding who they really are? Who came up with all of these silly unspoken rules anyway?

You do not feel a loss of control. To you, it's like being more in control than you've ever been. And choosing to just go with it. You only have one life to live! Regret, remorse and reservation are all just words to you for the day. Just...try not to die or kill anyone.]

{OOC: Mingle post for the event! Your threads can occur anywhere open to the public in the prison, or not-so-public if you're including a closed thread, too. Although, it is encouraged to make your own post if you're keeping it closed to one or a few individuals. If you think you would rather make your own post instead of tagging it onto this one, please feel free!}
[video | action]
15 May 2012 at 01:27 am
[The video turns on to a straight-up view of the "sky", the sound of running water heard for a moment or two before the camera quickly swings down to reveal an area of the waterfall, and then turns to a miserable looking boy who's trying to get his feet under him and stand up on one of the rather slippery rocks there as he adjusts his headset. He's very confused and very off balance at the moment, and takes an uncertain look at his very not right location while running a hand through his blonde hair.

After a beat, he finally addresses the communicator somewhat haltingly as he starts to hop from rock to rock with equal hesitation]

Um... I-I know this is going to sound really weird but, um... did anyone happen to see me out last night?

Because I'm pretty sure this isn't where I went to bed, I didn't even know we had a waterfall here actually, but it's not the first time I've gone, ah-- sleep... walking, you could say... [Yeah, go with that Emil; it's sadly less weird than explaining that the Other Guy sometimes hijacks, in his opinion] So, I'd-- I'd just really like to know, if anyone can... tell me anything, I guess.

[Except there his feet go out from under him on an unlucky landing; sending him sliding into the still frigid pool, the yelp he makes and the feed both cutting off as he goes under. So... give him a minute]

[[ooc: if action is more your thing, feel free to watch him take a swim! I will be getting to tags in the morning <3]]
[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!]
[ 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!]
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.}
[open][ video | action ]
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.

19 April 2012 at 09:33 pm
[Here is Sougo.

Watch as Sougo is slurping and stuffing his face with ramen. What a mess he's making!

And then he decides talking is a good idea.]

This is some shit. Finally got people from my world, but they're assholes. Why couldn't it be anyone good?

[Sluuuuurps more noodles.]

And then some asshole destroyed the one hangout that was actually decent.


Well whatever. Guess I shouldn't expect much from this shitty place anyway.
[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!]
[video/action → MINGLE] yeah, that's right
10 March 2012 at 01:16 pm
[The shelter is clearly equipped for a celebration to mark the changing of wardens. Everything is neat and tidy, with decorations and a generous food spread laid over the tables for the taking. There’s also the usual entertainment in the common areas – TVs, video games, movies. Maybe you can talk someone into an impromptu karaoke party. Why not? Sentience doesn’t mind.

There’s a party to be had, so get down with your bad self.

Need an invite? Aren’t quite sure what’s going on? Well, here’s a friendly neighbourhood Judith to explain it to you. The camera feed pans over a glammed up corner of the shelter’s common area before going back to her face. It’s clear she’s pleased by the set-up.

If I had known this was planned, I would have made some special cupcakes.

[Are you wondering what goes into Judith’s special cupcakes? Keep wondering.]

I suppose after all the excitement from last night, it’s nice to have some fun and relax. I’m not sure it’s fair to have one party directly following another – but maybe I’ll get to make up for missed opportunities. [She wanted to kick a robot’s face in, okay.]

((OOC: Mingle post for Sentience’s party in the shelter! The shelter is decorated with streamers and there’s a feast spread! But only three types of ice cream, though. Create threads and tag amongst yourselves! It’s a celebration, anything goes. Backdated slightly to the early evening.

If you want to respond to Judith via video, feel free! There will be a thread for that right here! Notifs are turned off otherwise.))
08 March 2012 at 10:50 pm
[The communicator crackles to life and a voice can be heard, soft at first as the headset is adjusted into place.] I’ve never seen the Eloquois Ocean before. [He sighs and it’s a moment before he speaks again, louder this time, though it's evident he's still fiddling with the device.] Let's see if this works, then.

I suppose there’s no use denying the claims. I certainly am guilty of, what, impersonation, assault, breaking and entering? Though animal cruelty seems a bit extreme. And murder..?

Perhaps the basket should be considered encouragement. And seeing as there’s not been a threat of execution… Tell me, is there anyone I can speak to in regards to my sentence?

[A pause.] Well, I’m in a right mess this time. If anyone happens to be listening.. well. What have I stumbled into exactly?
06 March 2012 at 11:43 am
Alright, I'm stumped, and it's pretty hard to stump me. I get that I'm in prison and there's apparently no escape. If you crack the glass, all the water pours in and even if you manage to get out, the 168.327 times normal gravity will crush you flat. Clever. But this really doesn't look like a prison. I mean, what prison hands out gift baskets? Not exactly the most intimidating first gesture.

So my big question to my fellow "inmates" is: what exactly is going on here? How did they snatch me up and hold a trial that I don't even remember? I doubt they really care about justice, but why lie about me getting a trial?

[A sigh. This is really getting him nowhere.]

The point is that I'd appreciate information besides the info in the pamphlet. Thanks.
16 February 2012 at 06:29 pm
[Like another Tim Drake, this Tim now has his Robin costume. But unlike the other, this Robin isn't creeping about in the shadows, oh no. He's swinging around the buildings while whooping with glee, walking on his hands along ledges, running and jumping from rooftop to rooftop - sometimes even jumping off them - and tumbling all over the place. The whole dome is now one big playground for him.

Catch his attention anywhere if you want, or maybe he practically runs into you because he's not really looking where he's going all that much, glad to be able to move about in the air again. To him, it's as close to flying as a human with no powers is going to get without help from someone else.]

[OOC: Open for kissing but he's 13 so chaste stuff on the forehead or cheek only please!]
15 February 2012 at 05:47 pm
[Rogue has spent the morning locked in her room but she's hungry now and the shelter kitchen is far too crowded to deal with when the bots are added into the equation. She's on her way to the convenience store or perhaps the noodle shop if it seems safe. She's wearing gloves and a long sleeves hoody with the hood pulled up along with jeans and boots. She can be caught sneaking around between buildings and through alleys in an attempt to avoid the bots.]

[ooc: Open for kissing. I'll let you guys take the lead on just how involved the kiss is. She will steal powers, life force and memories if there's any bare skin touching hers (ie lips/bare hands to cheeks, etc) I'm okay with anything short of sending your character into a coma]
[action | open]
14 February 2012 at 03:11 am
Officially marking this one on the calendar: Fifteen days, how long Stephanie Brown lasted in prison before losing her head a little bit.

[The cause? BOY BIRDS. Breaking her brain.]

Big fat frown that'd get from the old B...

[Sigh. The jog this morning which was supposed to help clear her head, instead brought on less than expected encounters, that much was for sure. Unaware really of the way the bots worked throughout the day (and perhaps about to find out) Steph tentatively is out and about, looking for something to nom and somewhere to chill a bit.

Not that any possible frustration will show much should anyone come say hi; she's nothing if not unrelentingly cheery.

Come get trapped up with her?]

[ooc; still going back and tagging some other posts/threads as always, and if you'd rather I do that for you, please link me! Just wanted to get this up :)]
[Action | Open]
14 February 2012 at 02:12 pm
[Tim (or Alvin to you, depending on how much you know him) is just walking around early in the morning, completely unaware of what the bots all around imply. Luckily for him he hasn't stumbled upon anybody yet, but that is surely going to change soon.

He's pretty new to this place and so far everything has been more pleasant than what he'd expect from a prison. He's got his new camera in hand, and he's taking pictures of everything that catches his attention before he heads to class. Colors, shadows, figures... he's a little out of practice with the camera so he thought he could learn to see things through it again would help before he got to the serious pics he promised for the newspaper.

Later, he'll put on his Robin costume and go around patrolling in the shadows. Crime never rest etc, not even in the prison. He has to do what he was taught to do, and that's protecting people.

[[OOC: You can either stumble upon Tim taking pics, going to the school, walking around... ooor you can find Robin as he patrols. Tell me which one you want in the subject or on the message <3

I will also leave a thread down here for you to link me to an entry in case you'd rather have me comment to you. I'm open to anything, I swear, so don't be shy and get crazy.]]
13 February 2012 at 04:30 pm
[It's Defense Force patrolling day! And Yuuri is out and about complete with his demon sword. He's going to keep things nice and orderly and once he realizes the bots are out he will probably totally not be jumping into nearby bushes when he sees you coming. He'd go inside, but it's patrolling day, so he's supposed to be everywhere. /wibble.]

(OOC: Morgif, the demon sword, is probably going to want kisses from the ladies too. Yes, this is a thing. He does NOT need to get them, but he may pucker and moan in their direction. For this...I am truly sorry.)
[action / come get him]
13 February 2012 at 03:12 pm
[it feels good, getting up and getting dressed and heading out the front door of a house that's actually his. he's never had that sort of independence before, although it wasn't far ahead in his future when he left Terca Lumireis...]

[well. Flynn is in a good mood this morning. he stretches out a little, standing by the curb, limbering up for a dawn jog with Suzaku]

[you can catch him jogging around the dome in the morning, in the house in Sector 5, or out and about later on in the day! and he is up for pretty much anything and anyone, but I will be rolling RNG for the kind of bot that catches them!]
[mingle] Mistletoe Bots
13 February 2012 at 04:14 pm
[Lovely day for being in any open, common area of the dome, isn't it? Of course there is a chance of kissing bot, but it's always something in the underwater prison.]

(OOC: Check out the OOC post for details. Pucker up! Edit: Links for those with loading problems!)
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[Action | Video]
06 February 2012 at 09:18 pm
[Oh hey, there's an unfamiliar face on video. He's just finish viewing his welcome message and now the boy seems a bit...disorient.

Gareki is wandering around in Sector 2, and he seems to have taken a particular interest in the bots roaming around. Well, actually, he doesn't bother to hide his fascination with them. Every time one passes, that's where his attention is turning towards.]

So when I was told I was going to be sent to prison... I was expecting something different. I expected a dirty, gloomier looking place....

[There's not much else he can think of saying right now. So drop him a greeting and make him feel at ease with his new...er... "home"?

And if anybody happens to be in Sector 2, you can find him bot stalking. Because Gareki has nothing better to do than follow them around.]