[Shizuo is strolling through the park, a lit cigarette hanging from his lips. He doesn't seem to be too aware of his surroundings but he enjoys the peacefulness of the dome in the late evening.

He's calm this evening, but there is still a tense hunch to his shoulders as he walks. Shizuo is not going anywhere in particular, he's just restless this evening.]


[ooc: feel free to interrupt him, poke at him, etc!]

[Timid, shifting from hoof to hoof, a yellow pegasus with a beautiful pink mane looks nervous, fearful even, as she hides behind a rock, peeking out on occasion. The network device is sitting off to the side and slanted, as though obviously taken off. Shaking from head to hoof, you’d imagine that she’s cold, but the temperature outside isn’t bad. Voice trembling, it’s so quiet and faint that you have to struggle even just to hear it.]

Oh my a...a prison. Um...t-there must be a terrible mistake. You see...I don’t do very well with scary things, and criminals sound exceedingly frightening...

[Glancing around, swallowing thickly and voice lowering if ponally possible into a near squeak.]

Twilight Sparkle...? Rainbow Dash? This...i-isn’t a prank, is it _{Pinkie Pie...?}

[OOC: SPAM MESSAGE HAS NO TRACE OF IZAYA'S HANDLE/NAME 8). Feel free, DF or otherwise, to respond to his lollerskates time/Itachi's SHAME or JUST IGNORE. AHHAHA AND BECAUSE I'M FAIL AND DIDN'T CLARIFY: Izaya messed with the computers in the education center and got them to send an email to everyone's communicators. THANKS MOD D8 ♥]

SENDER: Uchiha Itachi

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[video]

[The feed flicks on and here's a happy face of a happy boy! He's a little... confused about this, but he did say he'd do it and what's the harm.]

Heiwajima-san? Yeah, I was told to tell you that your brother was last seen in Sector 1. [Glance down briefly.] Sorry. Kasuka. Kasuka was last seen in Sector 1. Got that?



[action]

[Guess who's leaning like a boss outside the cinema doors. He's finally acquired a jacket, but it's unbuttoned and the sleeves are rolled up.

That's good enough, right?]

[ it's been a very, very long night, but Suzaku is still in the Defense Force Headquarters the next morning. earlier than usual, in fact, since he skipped his morning swim. and breakfast.

he'll be pacing HQ, looking more than a little bit run-down, all morning. ]


((ooc: Joining the DF today? Hoping to start a task force? Just looking to offer condolences because of how sucky yesterday was? :D Suzaku was off the communicators after last night's disaster, but he's here and physically available now~.))

[Izaya's a cunning, skeevy motherfucker. His voice reeks audibly of a bash-worthy smirk.]

Ahhhh~. I'm so flattered, I got sent to prison? How unexpected! I blacked out and suddenly woke up outside of Ikebukuro. So creepy~~. Aya, I wonder what I'm gonna doo-oo ♪.

[he ends on a sing-songy tone, fu-fu-fu!]


[OOC FYI: BECAUSE I'M FULL OF FAIL AND I HADN'T BEEN ABLE TO MANAGE ANY RP ACTIVITY TIL TODAY. ORZ. -PUNCHES SELF-]

[the first thing that is heard when the video switches on is a loud scream of rage and the welcome basket is flying up and through the air to vanish out of sight]

IZYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[growl pant huff and despite screaming he still has the cigarette clamped between his teeth.] I KNOW YOU'RE INVOLVED YOU FLEA! SHOW YOURSELF! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!


[This is followed by him trying to rip apart his restraint, oddly enough straining just to pick it up a little as he chants....] killkillkillkillkillkillkillkillKILLKILLKILL....

[The video clicks on to a...Bike helmet? It also appears that the wearer of this helmet is holding the communicator, and pressing buttons in what might be a frantic manner. And then the video clicks off, followed shortly by texting.]

Where is this? Some sort of prison...It's aliens, isn't it? We're imprisoned by aliens, aren't we?

[THIS IS A SERIOUS ISSUE. D:]

Do a little daaaaance.

[Suddenly, more demanding,] OBEY. [GIR laughs while he orders some angry bots to escort every single one of you to one of the parks. Fighting back will only result in punishment...and believe him, you don't want to know what GIR has cooked up for you then.

While you walk you may notice that dawn has suddenly become night again, the lighting is still working though it's all very...vibrantly colored and disco-y--maybe a strobe light here and there--and that the once peaceful silence has turned into blaring techno.

GIR starts to sniffle happily.]

Y-you're all so beautiful.



( OOC info under the cut! )

Cenaþ glæm

[ the room suddenly fills with a soft white glow, and there's a ball of swirling white light hovering just above Merlin's outstretched hand. He smiles, pleased at having mastered something he'd first performed while unconscious, and sets the ball to float over his head ]

[ he hasn't really had a full night's sleep, but now that he's awake, he's hungry, and there had been little food to eat yesterday. He leaves his room and makes for the kitchen area, more confident now he has his own personal light source. He'll just take his chances of running into Uther, and make something up, if he did. No one else seemed to care about magic use, here, anyway ]

[ hopeful that the stores had been restocked, he is both happy and puzzled when he opens the door of the cold-box (he's sure it had another name, but can't remember it) to see a very limited range of items; but hundreds of them, all packed in haphazardly. He picks up something that looks like it might be meat and bread, and sniffs at it. His nose scrunches, definitely not meat and bread, at least not as he knows it ]

Ugh, what is this stuff?

Good afternoon. Ah, I do hope I'm not interrupting anyone's luncheon.

[ a polite pause, as if to give you time to finish chewing, daub your mouth with a napkin, or otherwise prepare to be interrupted. then, so mild it almost doesn't sound careful or calculated: ]

I have a question, you see; merely an item of curiosity, and of course answering is completely optional. [ ♥ ] What would each of you call your... station in life? Class, occupation -- title, if any? Nationality? Species? Sex? Gender? And so on.

...I'll start, shall I? My name is Jade Curtiss, my class is baron, my occupation is military in nature, my title is colonel, and I hail from the Malkuth Empire. Human, male, and masculine.

[ cheerfully ] And I do apologize to the prison's more senior inmates for the almost certain redundancy.

[Dressed and ready for her day, Yuuki walks silently along one of the many well-kept roads within the dome, her long hair trailing lightly behind her as it stirs in the smooth, light currents of the air. There's a parasol with her, but it's folded up and at her side, for the time being. Alone for once it's a rare sight. She rarely leaves the familiar property surrounding the manor unless within the company of someone else. Brown gaze wide and intent, she stares a little anxiously at her surroundings.

With her eyes casting furtively this way and that she forces herself to take a deep breath, before attempting to smooth away the troubled expression on her face. Nothing might really look out of place from a distance, or to a stranger, either. But she's obviously uncomfortable. She walks like this for a while, before a loud noise echoes off to her right. Visibly flinching, Yuuki pausing in the street. Turning toward the direction of the noise, a bot scurries past her and she quickly realizes that it is nothing more than one of the computer created robots going about their daily business. Inhaling a little shakily, her small fingers reflexively curl into her skirt, before she squeezes her eyes shut, head tilting down.]

This is just foolish.

[The video comes on, showing Orihime sitting on her bed, cross-legged, with her still-damp hair piled on her head in a neat bun. She is surrounded by various stuffed animals, and her yellow Haro, and beams at the camera.]

Ta-daaa! Orihime's Amazing Plushie Emporium! I just wanted everyone to know that if you asked me for a stuffed animal, I got them all done. [holding up two cute dogs] For Rayflo-san... [and a stuffed cat and a catnip mouse] For Cielo-san... and I made a matching one for Kururugi-kun, but I already gave it to him at his birthday party.

[and a Chappy doll, and she giggles] And one for Kuchiki-san, too.

[brightly] The others I just made for decoration. [there's a little pig, and a little tiger, and a little bear] I'm working on C.C.-san's sundress and I have to fix Heiwajima-san's shirt... But then I can make anyone else something if they want.

Uh-oh.

[Clink clink clink and then he picks up a cute little biology text book he found while browsing the library so he can show it to everyone! GIR can read, actually, yes! ...Though he's holding the book upside down. He flips to a page and starts to point to one he's been very interested in!]

Does anybody know where I can find one-a THEEEESE???

[And, ta-dah: a picture...of a penis.]

((ooc: s-sob. I'm so sorry.))

[Greed was back at the club, sitting at the bar doing what people usually do at a bar: nursing a drink and digging into the glorious dish called a nachos. He was starting to get bored of the whole routine. Wake-up, talk to a few people, go back to bed only to wake-up and do it all over again. It was better than being the old man's watch dog, but not by much. So he was drinking, and eating, and wondering where the hell everyone else was. With a place as boring as this, Greed thought there'd be at least a few people hitting up the booze just like he was.]

[ Shizuo takes no warnings to stay inside. At the moment, he seems to be staring down at the video screen, but he's not really looking at it. He's fiddling with the device. Ever since he heard Naoya's annoying Izaya laughter, he's been trying to get it to turn off. He's just not made to understand this kind of stuff. ]

Come on. Come on. Come on. Come on. I'm done with you, it's annoying.

[ Meanwhile, his cursing and mumbling at it has attracted one of the puppets, who's thrashing at him with her strings. Despite the cuts it's leaving on his face and arms, he doesn't even seem to notice ]

Rrgh. Why won't this stupid thing work!?

[ The puppet decided she's going to come closer and make a grab for Shizuo to try and bite him. That much he notices, and finally turns to her angrily ] I'M BUSY!!

[ He punches her, she goes flying-- not that the video feed showed anything but him cursing at an empty space. ] You ruined my shirt. Dammit.

[The bonfire going in Sector 6 is guarded by sentinels, but the area is decorated with orange and blue tents and laid out with good food, many of it toasted or hot. The flames are enchanted and cool, and they get extinguished if they're taken outside the boundaries of the little camp, but there is actually have a rich, spicy alcoholic beverage being served there, so try to have fun with that instead. (No, it will not make you breathe fire.)

[The bleachers and benches here offer the best view of the fireworks just starting to go off as the sky darkens...]


((posted slightly early, but hey, starting Friday we're going to have monsters, SO, if you don't plan to play with the monsters -- or if you do -- have some fun here! post a comment, and then comment amongst yourselves~))

[ It was not the first time Shizuo had been told he'd just been thrown in prison. It was not the first time he knew he didn't get there all on his own. He doesn't even pay attention to the communicator after the original message but it's still on. He's already furious, knowing that only one person is capable of this extreme level of bullshit. You know, the fact that he actually IS guilty of destroying property, disturbing the peace, assaulting innocent people, etc. is COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT. ]

Iiiiizaaaayaaaaa....! [ He tries to stomp off only instead to be met with a loud snapping sound and a metal clang thanks to the ball and chain. ] HNN? What's this...


[ he bends down to try and pick the ball up. it must be ungodly heavy if he's having trouble with it. he only manages to pick it up a couple feet off the ground, verrrry slowly and with great effort before it drops down again. Probably for the best, it wouldn't have ended well if he threw it anyway. ] Damn...! II-ZAA-YAA!! As soon as I get out of here [ DRAG, DRAG, DRAG ] I'll kill you! Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill kill....!

[ the welcome basket is the first thing getting tossed :( ] Kill kill kill kill.....