[voice / action / closed to Roxas]
28 May 2012 at 09:33 am
[the smell of cigarette smoke lingers in Ritsuka's bedroom, as bitter and suffocating as the secrets Soubi had finally revealed just moments before.

It can't be true.

Ritsuka knows how often Soubi lies to him. but until now, Soubi's lies have always seemed to be about protecting Ritsuka in some strange way. saying he loved him. saying he didn't know anything about seven moons. reassuring him that Seimei wasn't cruel.

Seimei.

Soubi wouldn't lie about something so serious; Soubi wouldn't be sadistic enough to tell Ritsuka that Seimei is alive when he really isn't. it would serve no purpose, and if Ritsuka were thinking more charitably he would acknowledge that Soubi would never lie to hurt him. so it has to be true.

Seimei is alive.

somewhere, somehow, Ritsuka would have gotten to see his brother again. for the first time since his arrival Ritsuka regrets being brought to the prison. but before he can dwell too much on what it means for Seimei to be alive in a world Ritsuka no longer belongs to, another more heart-wrenching thought seizes him.

Seimei is alive, and Soubi didn't tell me.

even if Soubi thought they were from the same point in time, it had been nearly a week since they had figured out the truth. nearly a week and Soubi had not said one word until now. and that, above all things, is what Ritsuka cannot handle right now. that is what makes him burst out of the room, not even bothering to lock the door behind him, and run as fast as he can to Roxas's clocktower. half of it is instinct, the strong sense of comfort he feels around his friend driving him towards him, but Ritsuka is also strongly aware of how deep his trust runs with Roxas. he has shared secrets with him he's barely breathed a word of to anyone else here, and it is that trust he needs right now.

he makes his way to the base of the clocktower, sweaty and shivering in the chill night air. he takes a moment to catch his breath, finally switching his communicator on voice:]


Roxas?

[ooc: happens soon after this post with Soubi]
[ action | closed ]
25 May 2012 at 05:47 am
[ when Soubi returns to his room--Ritsuka's room, really--in the evening, his sketch book is considerably less empty than it had been that morning. there are now fully colored pages of butterflies, flowers, and plants rendered in pastel; considerably more of the former than the latter two, making it fairly obvious where he'd spent his day.

he closes the door quietly behind him after he enters, and notes at once that Ritsuka hasn't returned yet from...whatever he'd been doing today. they haven't exactly been communicating very well recently. things have been strained, to put it nicely. he's still got a cigarette between his lips, and he sets his sketch book down before he leans back against the wall opposite the door to finish smoking it. he allows his knees to give so that he slides all the way down, sitting with his legs drawn up.

he's been brooding all day--stewing, really, alternating between self-depreciating and genuinely angry; at who he isn't quite sure. but the way he blows smoke from his mouth in a short, hard exhale makes his frustration fairly obvious. ]
[AAAAAND...MINGLE!]
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 | open]
21 May 2012 at 11:12 pm
[ The video switches on but the view seen is shaky, mainly because it is being carried in hand and swinging back and forth. There's silence for a while before the swinging abruptly stops, revealing what looks to be near the Koi pond. The communicator is finally readjusted as he sits and what looks to be a smiling face stares into the screen.

Except, that wasn't ordinary cheerfulness, no--it was more of a sadistic smile, really.
] You're just wasting your time…we're all going to die. We need to. Its the only way…

[ The voice was apathetic, void of any emotion and the hand that is brought into view had blood seeping from the palm, indicating it had been slightly cut. It was clutching a small knife--likely taken from the shelter's kitchen, and the sharp object was being turned over, reflecting a small child's face, and eyes that were dilated. ]

…You can help, if you want to.


((ooc: anyone is welcome to try and snap him out of it but they might be rewarded with verbal or physical resistance. THIS WILL NOT HAPPEN WITHOUT MUN'S PERMISSION THOUGH~))
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 ]
16 May 2012 at 11:03 pm
Just look at you guys, all bright eyed bushy tailed. How are you, Marina?

[ The brightest smiley face you've ever seen on a guy~ ]

I realized I missed newbie day and thought that there's something missing from the Welcome Baskets. [ With that, he holds up a flyer -- ] You know how you're kinda given a heads up with the brochure that tells you about our Wardens who can play around the space-time continuum? Well some kind soul thought that isn't enough so we have this helpful little pamphlet here: "Death Buddies and You"!

[ Then holds up both of his hands as if to stop protests. ] Now now, we're not here to make fun of dead people, just to make sure that people know what they're facing here. I'm no specialist, but if you've got questions I'll do my best to answer. We're handing these out around Sector 0 near the Shelter so inmates old and new are welcome to 'em.

[ Two girls, a brunette and a blonde wave from behind him. ]

Now, for the rules! Rule number one ... [ He then proceeds to read off the rules and after the last rule. ] Not too complicated is it? Well, we're here the whole day so come on down~


(( OOC: Gabriel will mostly be answering network posts, but he has minimally bent the reality around Sector 0 and thus have "Sugar" and "Spice" walk around handing flyers out. So if you tag action, one of the girls will come talk to you :3 ))
[Video || Open -- Action || Open]
15 May 2012 at 09:46 pm
[Video]

[Yay, Marina! Have a Ventus on your screen, offering a cherry smile and a little wave, behind him what looked like the living room of the apartment he used to share with Aqua.]

Uh, hi there! My name's Ventus and I've been here a bit - in Marina and this apartment. And, well, there's an extra room and it's been sitting empty for awhile. So, if anyone out there is wanting to get out of the Shelter or just move out in general, I have a free space. Er, I guess that means I'm looking for a roommate. If you're interested, send me a vid or stop by to check it out.

[Action]

[And while he waits for replies on that statement, he's out in the gym today with several of the padded mats. He's practicing dodging and rolling and moves that go with it. So if you're there he's leaping onto the mats, rolling, coming up and slashing or throwing his blade up as if intercepting an attack, then getting off and repeating this process.

Really, it all just looks very dizzying.]
[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.))
[ Theater Workshop | Video/Action | OPEN ]
15 May 2012 at 04:37 pm
----- [ Action / Workshop ]-----
[ Oof! Today's a big day, and the Dance Hall of the Athletic Complex momentarily has folding chairs set in a circle, and a box of random objects (a plastic tea cup, a felt hat, a bow, a tiny umbrella, a hand mirror, etc.) set in the middle. ]

[ Today's activities are... ] )


----- [ Video / Open ]-----

[ Have a cheerful greeting, inmates! ]

Hello Marina! And to those of you who just arrived yesterday, welcome! My name's Kohran and I'll be handling a Theater Workshop! You'll learn ways on how to put a stage play together and of course, how to act!

We're having our first meeting today so please drop by at the Dance Hall of the Athletic Complex in Sector 6.


(( OOC: The workshop functions as a CLASS post so tag around and mingle! Playing out the activities are optional so you can also have your kids mess around in "class" or hang out before and after class here. Observers are also welcome.

ETA: I forgot to mention that I'm not tracking this post so I don't get notifs for replies. Oops. :x ))
[MAIL | Day 166 | Action always open!]
11 May 2012 at 08:29 pm
    MASS MAILERS
  • To EVERYONE: a flyer from Kohran Li.

[Much of PM's day was spent without her ring, as WV had finally begged her to not completely exhaust herself by wearing it all the time. Since she doesn't exactly want Jack to catch her in a weak moment, PM still dons it for the relatively brief spurts that are her routes.]

[She can be found either in the post office looking fairly normal (or as normal as a carapacian can look to non-carapacians), or out and about in full puppy mode.]

[Click here for pen pal signups. Mail submissions for Day 167 go here!]
[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!]
002 → video; backdated to Day 163
23 April 2012 at 06:00 pm
I kinda forgot we're 'sposed t' use these...

Um...thank you everyone who talk t' me when I got here. An' I found Brother! If anyone knows 'im, his name's Alois!

And, um. [ Don't mind the tiny, he's a little shy addressing everyone at once suddenly. ] My name's Luca. An' it's nice t' meet everyone. And I'd like if we could all be friend, okay? [ Because when you're a small child in a prison, having friends for the first time is priority. :T ]
[ action | open // video | closed ]
19 April 2012 at 12:40 am
[Action]

Okay, so the Air Tech weren't as cool as his Glider, in his humble opinion, but he still liked them. He liked blasting off into the air and floating and then coming down. He was currently riding up as high as he could go, letting himself drift, weightless for a moment, and then coming back down to earth, mostly in the park, but if he could find a quiet spot in the building districts he would use that too so he didn't get in anyone's way.

Except, maybe he cheated at the end when he cast Aerora - a swirling shield of air that kept him from hitting the ground and, you know, made him look kind of cool. He knew he should be practicing his landings, but... the Aerora was cool, okay? It totally made him look heroic.

But, for a moment, he thought of his Glider, and thinking of that -


[Video - Filter to Roxas]

Hey, Roxas, you got a minute?
[action / video]
18 April 2012 at 08:42 am
[action]
[Roxas has acquired ~*~pixie dust~*~, straight from Neverland. you might have heard of it. you think a happy thought, and you fly! nothing has ever made him happier than flying, and so he's excited enough that it's hard to remember that he wants to share it with other people. there's no harm in dusting himself now, and then going to find his friends, right?]

[so you might see an extremely happy blond Nobody flying around the dome like in a certain fairy tale, trailing glittering gold pixie dust]



[video]
Hey -- anyone who's interested in the photography club! We should have our first meet-up soon. But I thought about giving an assignment first. How about... bring a photograph of something straight up. Like lying on your back under a tree, or a perspective shot of the clocktower? Something like that. Be creative!

There's a room in the school where you can develop your film or print out a picture on nice paper, when you have one you like.

[if you're looking close enough you might notice that he's glittering with gold or that he's bobbing in the air a little, or see from his glowing face that he's in an amazing mood. but he's inspired, so he's rambling about his photography club!]
[action / closed to Roxas]
16 April 2012 at 02:52 pm
[After leaving Soubi to his class, Ritsuka makes his way to another section of the Education Center's art rooms, sending his location to Roxas as he walks. There ought to be a darkroom off of one of the classrooms; it's just a matter of figuring out which one. His message sent, Ritsuka leans against the wall, occasionally glancing back and forth down the hallway, impatient for his friend's arrival.

It's kind of strange - ever since Ritsuka transferred out of Osamu-chan's school he hasn't been able to connect with anyone over photography on more than a general level. Even with Osamu-chan, though he was able to talk with her about more of the artistic and technical aspects of photography, he still wasn't sure she understood exactly how important it was for him to make memories. She had a general idea, to be sure, and his friends from school and Soubi all wanted to make memories with him, but Ritsuka could never be sure they knew why he needed to do it.

So he's looking forward to talking with Roxas more about this, because every time they've talked before Roxas seemed to understand how much this means to him. That's something he's never had before, and though he tries to look composed, Ritsuka's heart is already overflowing with eager nervousness.]


[ooc: backdated to the afternoon of day 162, during soubi's art class]
[ video / action / open ] ART CLASS
14 April 2012 at 12:18 am
VIDEO

[ just a simple message: ]

My name is Agatsuma Soubi. I will be conducting art classes for the time being. The first is this afternoon at three o'clock in classroom five at the Education Center. For today, there is no need to bring anything with you. Necessary materials will be provided.

ACTION

[ Soubi's been around the art wing of the Education Center for a few hours already before class begins. as people arrive, he passes out sketch books, pencils, and erasers. the tables in the room have three chairs each pulled up to them, and in the middle of each table is an item. the class will be drawing simple objects today--vases, shoes, small folding fans--just so that he can get a feel for their level of experience and interest.

if anyone has a question, they're free to approach him at any time, and he'll be walking around and helping out where he sees fit, as well. before class ends, he allows them to keep their sketch books, and gives a simple assignment to be completed before the next class: choose an object with an interesting or unusual shape and draw it. ]



[ ooc; video is backdated to mid-morning. class is, obviously, at 3:00 pm. feel free to tag in before, during, or after class, and mingle among yourselves! ]
[ Video/Voice | SO OPEN ]
11 April 2012 at 07:15 pm
[ Kohran is in a good mood, thanks to yesterday's festivities. She had taken note of Sentience's query, though she thinks she might need more time to ponder over her answer. However, something had been nipping at her brainstems and people will find that this is completely unrelated to machines/robots/general tinkering as she makes her broadcast: ]

Good day, Marina! How are you all doing today?

I was just wondering, would anyone be interested in holding a stage play?

[ She holds up some of the scripts that she had requested from Acumen, notably The Azure Sparrow, Trip to the Occident, and Thousand Furs. ]

We will need actors, people to work on costumes, lights, sounds and stage décor! It won't be something too big, I guess -- something light and fun where we can all work together! What do you think?


(( OOC: Hiatus schmiatus Come one, come all! There's long-term CR to be had (as plays aren't assembled in just days), and time-killing activities for your kids! Oh, and threadjacks are welcome in this post! ))
[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/video ; one
03 April 2012 at 01:37 am
...Leo? [his voice shakes slightly, confused and groggy (and maybe a little scared -- no one's here to hear it, so what does it matter?). his head is pounding, and he can't remember how he got here, but all he can remember are Leo's words:

"I've come for you, Oz-kun."

what did that even mean? and did that have anything to do with now? unlikely, perhaps, considering the information he'd woken up to and the weight chained to his ankle and he takes a moment to play with the chain before giving up. he can barely move with it nevermind get it off.

the video feed that (accidentally) is initiated a few moments later shows oz crushing his hands to his head in an attempt to numb the pain he's feeling. he's alone, of course, collapsed to the floor with his back up against the weight for support and knees pulled in. his eyes are open, wide and pupils narrowed.

the abyss had been different. he'd been a different person, then, and in the abyss he barely had time to think with the chains present but this place he could sit and think and think for hours upon hours (and perhaps he had depending on when he exactly got here) and the more he did, the shorter his patience was becoming. he can't be here, he has to be with his friends, he has to protect them, he has to protect himself for them and being stuck in some underwater prison isn't protecting himself at all! finally, he speaks up, his voice loud.]


Alice! Gil! Where are you! [it drops, the slight desperation seeping through.] I need you both... [here. with him. where he knew they were safe and not hurt or anything considering the encounter they had had all been facing with leo, vincent, and echo.]

[another presence of silence, just oz's breathing before he speaks again, this time not nearly as desperate. it's like shutting a switch off the way the built up panic dissipates completely. he's quiet, voice low and slightly poisonous with spite.]

...This is stupid. My head hurts.
[ The 161st Day ]
02 April 2012 at 07:06 pm
Good morning, everyone! Today is the 161st day of the third generation, and new inmates will be arriving in the facility throughout the day. This is the last batch that was overseen by Acumen, and then I will be engaging in policy review for incoming entrants.

It turns out that today there a statistically significant number of universes celebrating Thanksgiving. It's funny how holidays sneak up on you while you're distracted... It's out of season, but I suppose that's inevitable.

Tonight there will be a banquet in the shelter to celebrate. I encourage everyone to think of things they are thankful for, and -- take an evening to relax, I suppose.



((OOC: A mingle will go up over the weekend, and restrained people will be allowed to join in. This post will be edited with requests later, and I will be backtagging Sentience's last post or so. Apologies for slowness!!))