(ooc forget the backpost, we'll just set it at the cafeteria.)

Uther is still in his grumpy, annoyed state, and probably will be for some time. As royalty, he isn't used to being ordered around and working. Training, yes, but working, no. And he's perplexed as to who this man named Giles is]

[grumbles]"I should not have to do physical labor! I am a king, not a servant!"

[He picks at the food, missing the delicacies he was accustomed to in his everyday life]

[It's time.]

[Fou-Lu, in hybrid form, circles through Sector 6, only low enough to be seen in silhouette from the ground, yet not too far from those waiting for the confrontation to begin. Avoiding looking in anyone's direction, he tries a few aerial tricks as a distraction while he mentally prepares himself for the fight. They're half-hearted and sloppy maneuvers, for while he has no fears or reservations about what he is going to do, the repercussions may not be so easily endured.]

[Out of nowhere, as is his nature, Xellos appears a few dozen yards in front of where Fou-Lu is dancing around. His amusement is clear, the only other emotion evident is a very clear challenge.]

Well, well. I see you're looking for me, Sir Fou-Lu. [He bows, tossing his cape, and then glances up, his normally closed eyes opening to reveal inhuman, cat-like pupils.] I am, of course, at your service.

***

((OOC: The first thread will be a CLOSED thread with Xellos, Fou-Lu, Minako, Ryu, Joshua, Ammy, and Zelda. Please note that all property damage will be caused by only Xellos unless specifically stated otherwise. Will contain violence, obv.

Bystander thread is HERE, and is OPEN, treated as an event post (ie, threadjacks aplenty!). Read the first comment of the thread for details as to what your character will see, what sort of rubble and spells they will dodge, etc.))

Good morning inmates. It is the 69th day of the third generation.

This system notes that many inmates show somewhat decreased lifesigns, and urges them to proceed to the hospital to tend to the injuries taken during the late-night festivities and fireworks. It seems it was a mistake to include the traditional beverages yesterday. Please exercise more caution when traveling at night, in the future.

To alert those who expressed interest, and those unaware, an address system will be set in place today by remote units, so the initial stages of the postal system requested by inmate Peregrine Mendicant is now underway. Barring any interference with this process, it will not be long before mail will be able to circulate the facility.

[The video turns on and you can see the picture of a smiling girl at the beach wearing this]

It's such a nice day. There aren't nearly enough people enjoying the beach.

[Because it's really a good time to relax and not think about...things. Just water, sand, and artificial sun.]

Good morning inmates. It is the 68th day of the third generation.

Due to the damage suffered yesterday, some sectors will be undergoing repairs and the abilities of the responsible parties will be further restricted. This is the second incident in as many days, and unacceptable. Inmates, if you are unable to restrain yourselves, this system will have to do so for all of you.

... On a lighter note now, a Midsummer Fire Festival will take place today. It is an event meant to celebrate the hottest season, so the facility is decorated accordingly, traditional drink and food available in the kitchen and club, and a bonfire present in Sector 6. The remote units stationed there will handle any interference. Finally, at nightfall a multitude of fireworks will be set off, completing the traditions by igniting the skyline. It is inadvisable for those with the ability to fly to do so at this time.


[[ooc: Sure enough, the prison has been decked out in bright, streaming blue and orange decorations, and flowery wreaths. Some streetlights have been switched into maypoles with colorful ribbons in various locations, and getting to close to one may bring about the desire to dance. A large bonfire has been set up in one of the empty fields in Sector 6, heavily guarded by sentinels that will subdue any that attempt to mess with them or the fire. Enjoy!]]

It appears I have a slight problem.

Is there any brave soul that might be willing to help me out?~

[Look up in the sky! It's a bird, it's a plane--no, it's very obviously Fou-Lu in his hybrid form, having imbibed several cups of tea. Barrel rolls, spins, skimming along the ground and the walls of buildings... really, he can't recall a time he ever enjoyed the exhilaration of flight. Despite the day starting with a big embarrassing episode, he feels better than he has in centuries. Avoiding their tiny beautiful world just doesn't seem right, not when he can't even get this huge toothy smile off his face.]

[Whenever he spots someone passing below, he dips down to greet them. No harm in saying hello, after all!]

[Once Komuvitamin E has worn off, he will hate this day so. Much.]

[No video because Ichigo is blushing profusely. Can probably hear it in his voice too!]

O-oi Rukia. Since we're both really awake now, don't flip out or something. I didn't see anything, so it's fine. Just freaking be careful who you're walking in on and stupid stuff like this won't happen.

[It's his way of apologizing. Really.]

Other idiots just need to not fall asleep in hot water.

[That's you, C.C. The next part is muted, mumbling. Probably thinks no one will hear him say it...]

Why are there even public baths anyway...

Hey, guys, I was just talking to Zero and I was wondering...

Would anyone be interested in paintball? Because, you know, who doesn't like shooting their friends with giant gobs of paint?

Ehehehehe...

[This -- this is just not acceptable. There's so much... happy. It's positively nauseating. Whatever is going on, Xellos is not going to let himself starve. Instead, he's going to teleport around and look for someone who can be... convinced into a more agreeable mood.]

[In a mostly calm voice -- only an incredibly skilled person could tell how much he's straining:] My, my. Forget about the dead boy so soon, have you? So fickle.


((OOC: Xellos hates life today. :\ Anyone who is effected by the Happy Event and wants to be trolled is encouraged to tag! Anyone who wants Xellos to get rough with them should contact me OOC to hook that up, since he's totally provokable for a change. Individual threads that will contain violence will have warnings, but be assured that I shan't spring violence on you unless you contact me for perms. &hearts))

Ahahaha!

[Sakamoto's cheeks are red and his aimless, not entirely in one direction, walk is back again. Earlier that morning, after realizing that everyone was healed and that things were alright, he had downed as much alcohol as possible in order to get himself drunk again. This was probably the longest stretch of days that he had gone being sober... Ever, really. But now that the ordeal was over, he could go back to being silly and reckless and happy!

....And then he bumped into a wall.]

Ohp! Did that really happen? I didn't feel it! I guess I'm drunk again, ahahaha!

[But a grin spreads over his face and he pumps a fist in the air- He's just so relieved that everybody's alright again! But he wanted everyone else to be just as happy as he was- So he decided that the best thing to do would be to spread his cheer to everyone else by giving them hugs! It didn't exactly occur to him that some people weren't very fond of those...]

((OOC note: Hey everyone! In this post, Sakamoto will be giving hugs to every character he runs into! We need so some super happy spectacular cheer after that emotastic event.))

[After talking with Adrianna thought the notes, Len had decided to go to talk to her the next morning. He was surprised when he knocked her door and there was no answer.

The servant opened the door and found the room empty. Well... that was strange. But that didn't mean she left, right? He starts searching her in the shelter, with no success.

And now he was starting to freak out a little, so he turns on his communicator, sounding a little scared.]

Has... anybody seen Adrianna? I cannot find her...

[So, Mami's finally out of the hospital and back to her farm. Yaaaaaaay! Even more yay is-- the veggies are all grown now!

...To the point that it is time to give some to others! So, she flicks on the voice thingy and starts talkin'.]

If anyone wants lettuce, radishes, or cucumbers - the ones at m' farm in Sector Five are all grown now, and I'd be happy t' give some out!

The clock tower has tolled, signaling the late hours, and the artificial sunshine fades as usual...

Except-- the prison never really goes dark.

Only a moment of normal facility nighttime is present before the dim street lights flicker and die-- much as they've done for the past few nights-- and a soft illumination appears across the dome, blanketing it like a nightlight.

Luminescent markings run through the interior of the shelter, down to the lowest levels.

Intricate designs and writings are etched into the ground outside, they scale buildings and extend to the utmost reaches of the facility; like a massive spiderweb to trap all inhabitants.


Yet it does nothing.

It simply waits for morning to come.


[[ooc: Sorry for lateness. Info here-- there are some edits-- and any questions for me go there too, or catch me on AIM. I have to go out now, but I will be back :|b Event end, so go at it /o/]]

[There is a young man, dressed in an odd green outfit wandering around the dome very slowly, dragging behind him a ball and chain which he has tried tirelessly and with no avail to remove. Link has just arrived, and even after reading the message on his communicator several times over, he still doesn't completely understand what's going on. After all, how is he supposed to trust a technology that doesn't even exist where he's from?

Regardless, he's decided to explore a bit and maybe get an idea of a what he should expect out of this place. The supposed "prison". He looks positively confused to no end by his surroundings and very, very on guard. He is ready to attack if snuck up on. Please, do feel free to sneak up on him~ he's bad at hand to hand anyways]

[OoC; Colly is probably doing this so wrong it hurts, but anyways um. feel free to see him around where ever you'd like around the dome. And sorry this is so late >>]

[A man's voice comes on over the network. It is calm, but there is a certain weight of authority behind it. He doubts none of what he was imprisoned for, and does not sound at all accusatory. Except for one small matter...] Sentenced? I do not recall - nor does this message mention - ever being put on trial.

Tell me... is there any sense in appealing my "case" to whatever Judge may have presided over my proceedings, or will those pleas fall on deaf ears? [He is not aware of whom he is speaking to, so the question is general. Is it this "Acumen, or other prisoners? After all, those crimes were all performed in the line of duty. If he is here, being punished, does that mean...?]

((ooc: He actually got plopped down outside of the ramen shop. He is wearing his dark glasses because his eyes are a little sensitive, but his vision is not impaired. For anyone who wants to come across him there.))

[When Lucca starts talking, it's obvious she's already figured out how the new headgear works. Well, some parts of it anyway. She doesn't quite know about the filters yet -- but she does know it works as a communications device.

So, no "AHHH WHAT IS THIS" for you, Marina - but she does have questions.]

... Right. Hello to whoever's listening, I'm Lucca Ashtear. I just arrived, and I'd like to know a couple of things. If anyone can answer these questions for me - thanks in advance.

One: Is it possible to be returned home? On that note, has anyone ever attempted a jailbreak?

Two: Does time work here the same way as it does in...mmm...wherever everyone else is from?

Three: What the heck is with these restraints? Yeah, I helped take down that chancellor, but he wasn't a good guy to begin with. And overthrow of a government - that's insane. [A brief pause.] Unless...hmm...does that mean we succeed at...

[An even longer pause as Lucca mutters to herself, too quietly for the communicator to pick up.] ... Also, if anyone could tell me more about this place, I'd appreciate it. ...I suppose that's all I have to say for now.

[End transmission. Do you dare contact her?]

Ooooh! There are so many big words and numbers that poor little old me just can't understand.

[Whistles anyway~]

For a prison it looks more like a city. Should I be impressed? Maybe I would be if the welcoming party was actually welcoming. Not that I expected it to be. It is prison.Look! I even got my own special little ball and chain. Isn't it precious?~

Excuse me, ah... citizens of Marina?

I would like to know if anyone has heard from the following individuals recently: Seta Souji, Hanamura Yosuke, and Satonaka Chie.

They are all teenagers, aged sixteen to seventeen, hailing from Inaba, Japan. I've been unable to get in contact with them for some time now.

Rise-chan, I know you're still here, but if you'd respond as well it would make me feel more at ease.

...And if I could speak to one of the Defense Force members privately for a moment, I'd appreciate it.

Thank you.

Ah... What's this?

[a familiar synthesized voice, sounding very disoriented and confused]

...it's afternoon...? Ah-- I have to greet the criminals, I missed--

[there is a pause]

......"kidnapping"......

Ah.



((ooc: April Fool's! ...only, no, really))