[See Sora.

See Sora who woke up this morning in his and Riku's room alone.

See Sora who has spent the last hour frantically searching for his friend, only to come up empty.]

Has anyone seen Riku? He's about -- [He holds up his hand, about six inches over his head.] this tall, with green eyes and silver hair. If you see him, will you please let him know Sora's looking for him? Thanks.

[And then he smiles, although it doesn't carry it's normal light. Someone's going to miss his best friend.]

[ - Private to Roxas | 50% Hackable -]

Hey. So... I know things didn't go well last time we talked, but I was hoping maybe we could forget about that and start over. I understand if you don't want to but I just... really want to get to know you for you, not what people have told me about you.

[And then he smiles, much more geniune this time.]

So let me know, okay?

[ when the camera switches on, it peers out to the view of a table and several pieces of wood. they're varying colors and sizes, and to add to the variety, there's a few different kinds of blades, tools for carving wood. two hands are in front of the feed, carving something into what seems to be cork. by the position of the camera, which seems to be looking out in view of knees and arms, the communicator is probably dangling from a lanyard on his neck.

he has a little bit of trouble carving out one part of the rounded star design he's making--the design is on the table. he sighs finally, giving it a look over. when he finally does round off one of the tips, it goes soaring and ricohets off of the table and into the trash can. ]

... point. [ he smirks, though unseen. he takes the communicator from its position, probably to check the time or entries, and eyes the blinking red light.

B|

Riku doesn't look to be well, either--he looks a little green, a little sick, under the weather. maybe that's why he's inside? ]

Anyone know if there's someone who can fix these? Mine keeps switching on whenever it wants since yesterday. [ when he, uh, dropped it. ]

[If you happen to be out and about this fine day, you might happen to see a rather odd sight: one (1) small red dragon, about a foot tall, a set of oversized binoculars clutched in his small claws. He might be lying on a tree branch, or lurking on that street corner, or perhaps even peering out at you from behind those bushes.

His mission?

Be Howard Link Find and locate one (1) Allen Walker, and proceed to follow his movements for the rest of the day, possibly even the rest of the week. Why? Because Cross bullied harassed blackmailed told him to.

Feel free to catch him as he roams across the dome. Mushu's never been a very good spy, and his bright coloring makes him stand out rather obviously.]

((ooc: he'll be at this all day, so feel free to bump into him at any time of the day and any location!))

[See Sora.

See Sora standing outside.

See Sora completely free of the chains and weights he was held down by for the previous two days.

See Sora smiling and singing a little song to himself. It basically goes: Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy. Happy, Happy, Joy.

Someone is free from their restraints and entirely and utterly happy about it.]

Guess what everyone? They finally let me out of there. So now I can go explore with everyone.

[Which is only one of the reasons why he's so happy/]

Hey, Riku, you're still gonna let me stay with you, right?

[Because he really is helpless without you.]

Oh come on! I've been looking all day for the stupid exit to this place! At least the boss or something.

Seifer, when I get my hands on you, you'll be sorry you ever-- did whatever it is you did to land me here! You'll pay for this.

[Grumbles and just PUSHES ALL THE BUTTONS]

If I'm going to be stuck here, Pence and Rox and them better be, too. I'm not going to be the only lame one wearing striped pajamas and hiding nail files in cakes--

[MORE GRUMBLING.]

Does anyone know what kind of food is best for kids?

[Anyone near the convenience store can find Kamui standing outside and studying the storefront curiously. He knows that his favorite snacks when he was a kid were fruit, but he's not really sure what would appeal to other kids any more. Better to ask, he suspects, than guess blindly and risk wasting food.]

[Somewhat scruffy and nervous Xion peering into the screen.]

Um…excuse me? I’m looking for Officer Sakura Haruno from the…[what was it again…] fourth division! Getting arrested is kind of something she should know. And, um…

…Nnoitra Jiruuga from the sixth division could work, too, but Sakura really would be better…

[[ooc: AU Xion from an old RP~]]

[The gentleman on screen certainly doesn't look like someone who would be arrested under any penal code whatsoever, let alone like he could possibly be a threat to others. Though he's tall, he also appears quite frail, being rather thin and having prematurely white hair. He's also smiling, of all things. Who gets kidnapped to a prison they've never heard of before and smiles?]

Well. It's a lovely setting at least, isn't it? Though I am rather worried about the paperwork that's going to build up in my absence. I was already behind, and now this.

[A masked man dressed all in black appears on the video, a little smile on his face.]

Well, you don't see this every day. I'm used to being surrounded by water but this is a bit much, don't you think?

[hey, Marina. there is a tall, tan blond man in your pet cafe, and he is shocked. appalled! he has in his arms a pig-bunny-looking-thing and he holds it up to the communicator accusingly]

How can you guys resist this adorable face?!

I can't believe there are so many of them just -- languishing away here! Rappigs are social animals, people. They need love and attention! Your love and attention.

Come on. Where are my volunteers? [he transfers the rappig under one arm and puts his free hand on his hip, expectant]

[...yes, shockingly, you may find Peony in the pet cafe, fussing over the rappigs]

Is it really necessary for everyone to be so damn loud? What part of settling in quietly like a normal person is difficult to follow?

[A beat.]

By the way, if anyone is looking for a place to stay, the Idiot King, Tamaki Suoh, is desperately looking for some roommates, especially of the male variety~.

Who all is interested? Let me know~!

-s useless Muggle contraption-

[Congratulations, Marina, you are now plus one (1) Very Unhappy Death Eater. Bellatrix hates being wandless and thus decidedly more vulnerable; it reminds her too much of her time in Azkaban. Clearly the best solution to this problem is to start threatening people until someone coughs it up. It has to be around here somewhere...]

I'm only to going to ask once. Where. Is. My. Wand? Speak up, now. I don't like to be kept waiting.

[Action open to people in the shelter and park. She isn't running down tables yet but she she is clearly looking for something. Or somethings.]

[Tap tap. Tap tap tap. Have a scaley purple face, Marina.]

Hey, is this thing on? ... Okay, good.

First of all, has anyone seen a dragonfly around? His name's Sparx, and I think we got separated.

Second, where am I? Did I go through another portal? I probably shouldn't have taken that left after Dragon Shores.

That's... it, I think.

[He does know that electronics and water don't normally mix, so you can get an upside-down view of the pool as he shakes off his communicator and glides over the pool, doing a summersault in midair and diving down into it. Hey, who knows? There could be gems there!]

[There's a young man standing in a hall, hand to his head as though he's trying to keep it from toppling. After a few moments, he straightens up and shakes off whatever it is that's bothering him, or tries to, only to wince in discomfort an instant later. He looks a little banged up, sweat and dirt dried against his skin. Darker marks--blood maybe?--can be seen in a couple of places on his person. He blinks glowing eyes and looks around, shock clear on his features. He doesn't recognize this place.]

Cloud? Cloud?

[[Voice]]

Fufufu~ This is punishment? For the genius Harold Belserius, this is a supreme microcosm brimming with unknown sciences and data just lying in wait for me! [The voice is in fact a woman's, not a man's like the proudly proclaimed name would lead you to think; high-pitched and rapidfire like she's absolutely ecstatic to be here. Which she really is. But it shifts in the next second to a much flatter tone]

But you know, this message here is pretty useless? As if one couldn't immediately understand this situation. Replace it with something more informative! --Though I suppose it is necessary to explain these things to the idiots. And uneducated masses.

SPEAKING OF, QUESTION. Name of the world or planet you inhabited before being incarcerated here. Quick, quick~!

[[Action]]

[In one of the nicer residential areas, a very colorful and outlandishly dressed, pink-haired lady is sitting on the pavement, one of the robots that frequent the Sector on the ground in front of her in a crumpled heap-- its torso cracked wide open, and an arm detached and slung across her shoulder. A few meters down the street is its charred and still smoking head.

She's humming an upbeat tune to herself as she gleefully rips out parts and wiring here and there from the bot, making some examinations before either casting aside, or adding to the small pile in her lap]


[[ooc: GO AT HER GUYS I AM SLEEPING IN A FEW. I WILL TAG EVERYONE WITH LOVE WHEN I WAKE UP ♥]]

[He's not a big guy by any stretch of the imagination, not tall enough to loom or broad-shouldered enough to look like he could bull through a brick wall, but there's something intimidating about him. Maybe it's the way he stands; he's unarmed, but moves like a man who can handle himelf in a fight. Maybe it's the stright line of his mouth; he's clearly unamused and ready to get answers by any means necessary. Then again, maybe it's the way his eyes glow; that's clearly not natural.]

You've got maybe five minutes before you get to see me really upset. You might want to explain what's going on before that happens.

[When the feed comes on, all that can really be seen are thin pages with a seemingly endless supply of secrets hidden within. Then the camera adjust and for a brief moment two bright red irises in a sea of gold can be seen before the troll sets the headset aside. The Signless is in the library, going through the various shelves of books. He's not the violent sort, but instead delving into all of these works. They are opportunities to learn more, after all. Anything that can aid him in his endeavors on his home world. Yes, he knows that he will be put back somehow. After all, there is another that is to come after him.

He picks back up the headset, shifting its weight around in his hand.]

For a prison, it seems that those here are blessed instead of cursed.

[Does he know that it's recording? If he does or doesn't, the Signless doesn't seem to give any hints either way. He simply continues on what he has been doing and that's all there is to say on the matter. ]

Well, butter my butt and call me a biscuit, [What. Oh, never mind her, she's just being Zinda.] here I am! Sure is a whole lot more crowded than I remember it bein' before though.

Which oneayya you boys or girls wants to go get a drink with a real pretty lady? [THE BRIGHTEST MOST CHARMING SMILE.]

A prison? [The video shows Honey looks curiously at the device as he read the welcome message because his expression becomes a bit worried, almost as if he's going to cry while tightly holding onto Usa-chan]

But, I didn't even do anything wrong, or at least that I remember--

For a dream, this isn't a very nice one.

The achievements of man are astounding. Although I have not had many encounters with humans in my time, I would have never dreamed that any species could have the ability to create such an impressive place. [A sigh and the tiny hint of a smile he'd been wearing for that opening statement is replaced with a much more stern expression.]

My name is Mufasa, king of the Pride Lands. [And now that the introduction is out of the way.]

I do understand that punishments are necessary for those who commit crimes, however, I cannot stay here right now. There is danger far closer to my family and pride than I would have ever expected. As a king and father it is my duty to protect them and make certain that this danger is unable to reach them and that they are safe. I fear what conclusions they may come to if I do not return soon. If I could only do this I will make it my priority to come back here and carry out my sentence.