[There comes a pained, familiar laugh over the device.]

Ahahahaha! Hahaha, ahaha...

[Then the sound of vomiting.]

W-would anyone know where the bathroom is? I seem to have, ahahaha, forgot!

[There is a clunk, what sounds like an elbow hitting something, and the voice function of the NV turns on.]

Ahaha, so, this is where it goes?

Are you sure you know what you're doing?

Not at all, ahahaha! This is a sort of first time thing for me! At least, as far as I can remember, haha.

Hmm... I think you are doing it right.

[There is a pause and a sound of pleasure.]

Oh, it looks wonderful ~

Ahahaha, really? I'm glad!

Sakamoto! That tickles!

Whoops! I, ahahaha, I spilled a little...

It's fine. It is on the grass, not my robes. Keep going.

((OOC: Red is Ashura, blue is Sakamoto. Don't worry, Sakamoto just fails at painting Ashura's toenails. Characters responding will be threadjacked by both characters.))

Goodbye, my darling! Ahh--!! [Jessica's scream can be heard near and far, but when she opens her eyes the screaming stops abruptly. This...isn't--? She pushes back some hair over her shoulder which turns on the video function. And what's the first thing you'll see?

Well. Does a huge cleavage say anything to you?]

Roger? Oh, Roger, my dearest, where are you? [Bounce bounce bounce while she scurries here and there, looking]

...Oh. [More sullen now that she's taking the time to process the message in front of her, but then her voice becomes sultrier and almost pleading]

Oh, no, no, no. Any time other than now~! At least before I leave Roger you have to let me save my darling honey bunny.

I've been so~ worried about him.

Ahahahaha, this is just like in the movies!

[Sakamoto is wearing... A pair of briefs on his head, knee-high pink socks over what look to be neon green bell bottoms, and a "I love boobs" t-shirt that's just a little too small. His abs belly button is showing. Draped over his shoulders is... What looks to be a shower curtain.]

I don't exactly know what I can do or if I can do anything at all! But I will do my best to fight for justice, ahahahaha! At least, I think that's what I'm supposed to say...

[His power deals with touch- Anyone he touches will feel joy, or happiness. However, there will be a sort of hangover effect. After three hours, anybody he's come in physical contact with will experience a massive headache.

Throughout the day he will be wandering throughout the prison.]

( Some seriousness under the cut? )

Ahahahaha! Is that... Is someone making toast? I think it's burning!

[OOC: The post is only voice after he turns on the NV.]

[ His legs have actually started to ache from all the walking. The knots in them ease as he kneels in front of the strange tree in the park, but he wants them to keep hurting. Anything is better than being allowed to think.

The power in the tree is almost a beacon; a soft light in the back of his mind, one that lured him from the mindless circling in the park. But, even here, he feels like he's struggling to breathe.

Gone... just gone. Stolen away, back to his replacement, back to the threat of that man and... leaving him alone.

He can't breathe, can't see... the dirt under his fingernails as he digs them into the ground isn't enough to distract him. ]

Subaru... [ breath hitches ] Come back.

[she flips the communicator on mid-song. soft singing]

I know an old lady who swallowed a fly~
I don't know why she swallowed the fly~
I gu~ess~ she'll die~

[abruptly stops]

....It's not fair. Acumen shouldn't be allowed to do mean things like this. I want to see my family again! It's been so long since I've seen any of them too. I wish I saw Papa.

[Private to Gin]

Gin! You're taking me out today. [so insistent]

[ooc: SOB. I hope this is okay Li!]

That was seriously one of the most annoying days I have ever experienced.

Tch, I hope they're really all gone.

And good riddance, too!

[Darkness stretches out, casting eerie shadows on the few lite places that light pathways and objects cast beneath the faint light of artificial stars in the sky. It's unnaturally quiet. A sort of stillness is settled over the night that allows a chilled feeling of cold to sink deep within your skin. If you're alone, you probably feel it.; an intense gaze that you can't quite place, but it's there watching you. Watching you and waiting.

It follows you fixedly, unstraying, but worse. Clouding the atmopshere in waves is the sharp feeling of biting irritation and fury. It all but drips coldly around the area in hungry thirst as it bores into the back of your head piercingly. And still that feeling of being watched draws closer and closer and closer, drawing ever near.]

[OOC: Everyone is free to respond but there will be only one victim who is already choosen. That doesn't mean that Megumi will not actually approach others, though. Depending on the person she might fall back and disappear without saying anything or else approach and talk. No hurting her please! If you carry religious items on you she will more than likely keep her distance. Groups of more than one will be avoided, too.]

[ just look at this guy on the screen. don't you want to be him? bright red suit, stunner shades -- he's the definition of modern cool. the ironic sort. judging by the fact that his eyebrows are visibly furrowed despite the sunglasses attempting to cover them, this young man is obviously having a hard time with this.

when he speaks, don't mind the slightly southern (specifically a certain lone star state) accent. blame where he's from. ]

Ah, hell nah. Back this shit up. I ain't done nothin' wrong.

If it's illegal to be as fly as I am, this just isn't a world worth livin' in. Hate on my phat beats and my sick as hell suit all you want... Ain't nothin' gonna stop me.

Someone please point a bro in the direction of the nearest exit. I'm blowin' this joint.

[Zero's communicator has been sitting next to his bed all night, the constant chatter of the last few hours waking him on occasion before slipping back into slumber. There are several things he misses during this period of time. His name being called by a number of new residents, not that they were actually calling for him. Santa. Even his guardian/boss had made an announcement.]

[He reaches over to grab the communicator, which due to his current sleeping arrangement was more difficult than it should be. Instead of grabbing it, he knocked it to the floor, which naturally activated the video function.]

[For a long moment, everyone in Marina that was paying attention was rewarded with a shot of Zero's bedroom. Zero himself was sitting partially elevated within his bed, a look of annoyance on his face as he glares at the communicator. Most likely you won't be paying attention to his face or what he's doing. You'll be paying attention to the body that currently laid on top of him. Hands clenched in the cloth of the shirt he wore, face practically buried within his neck and one tiny leg thrown over his own legs, her identity could likely be verified if you could see her face. Her stature and hair were a dead give away though.]

[Needless to say it's been a long night and Zero was trying to figure out a way to detach the vampire princess without waking her up.]

You still sleep like a child.

[The words mumbled to himself as he tried to shift himself further up into more of a sitting position, while attempting to keep her laying down on the bed. Not an easy task when her hands clenched his shirt so tightly.]

[brief flickering and the video screen successfully pops up!]

These new machines always do get the best of me.

If someone could direct me to the North Pole then I would most appreciate it.

[note: Santa will know the names of all characters that have Christmas in their world! HE'S SO WATCHING YOU]

[The video clicks on to a close up of Joker's red grin, it shakes as he reaches forwards, placing it on the desk. He's clearly in the library sitting in a chair in the middle of the room. His makeup and dirty purple suit is mostly intact, and he slicks back his greasy hair when it falls in front of his eyes.]

Well hello there.

You know, I thought. I thought I was in Arkham, but this place is very, very different from my cell. [His gaze flickers about the room.] It certainly is much nicer than my cell in that dreadful place. [He grins.]

So tell me, [he licks his lips] where are we? Hm? What is this place? Who's in charge? Who thinks they're in charge? Ahmm. Don't be shy. Tell the Joker all about your rules.

[This voice will sound very familiar to a significant proportion of the dome. Echoes of a far-distant past. But there's something... off.]

So, the cowardly government led by President Henderson has sunk to a new low. Have they now resorted to incarceration of all those that dare oppose their violations of the rights of their people? For this, there will be no escape for those that abuse the rights of mutants! Take heed, all those that hear this message. Zero is here to bring justice to oppressors and freedom to the oppressed!

[This is a Lelouch from XI, where he is fighting for mutant rights instead of the Japanese. He can be found... somewhere in Sector 4, in full costume.]]

[Although not particularly imposing standing at three feet and looking something like a human child complete with her blonde hair in pigtails, this woman stands with a proud expression on her face. She looks towards the camera before beginning her speech.]

Really quite unexpected, this glass dome under the ocean;
though really, not at all a fresh or new notion.
But an alternate Vana'diel with Windurst so far beneath the waves?
Had some total loser adventurers told me of this, I might have thought them simply to be knaves.

Still, I cannot help but say, this fresh device is quite a treat,
even if I might say it is a bit incomplete.
Transmitting images as well as words,
and at a rate far quicker than those chocobo birds.
A linkpearl and gazing crystal in one;
you've really outdone yourself, someone.

But if you're to please your empress-to-be,
Might I suggest that you ought to bend your knee?
Take the novice Koru-Moru's magic dolls' lesson to heart,
and build in an enemy detector (though without its annoying voice); then society might agree you to be a bit smart.

Still, I suppose not all can have my beauty or my brilliance.
But every living creature must learn to have at least some resilience.
As such, citizens of this place, feel free to pledge yourselves to my domain.
Such a rather dull place here; no need for it to stay so mundane.

As such I will benignly accept any into submission.
Those recording for posterity, make sure to have no omission:
The Shantotto Empire, here I found on this day,
Now, shall we get this campaign on the way?

O~hohohoho!

[ some fumbling and the view of the dome's fake sky, then the video twirls around until it lands on a girl with black, long hair and bright red eyes. ] Lucifer of Pride, present. Who has summoned me here, and not yet my sisters? Is it Lady Beatrice this time, or perhaps Ange?

(( lucifer from umineko! yes, she is furniture of Beatrice. ))

[just.this face. a very familiar yet extremely feminine face.]

[then-]

Alright Noah. Come on out. I'd call it clever, but I've already seen it before. This place is packed. Disgusting.

If this is anybody's idea of a funny joke--Hey. Guess what?

I am not laughing. [Nope, she does not sound amused at aaaall. This is slightly marred by a soft groan, however. She's been trying to fly consistently and failing at it, never mind the other powers not working... Do not want.]

This is Supergirl. Anybody feel like explaining? Better be fast.

Rao. I feel like I was hit over the head with a train. Again.

[Isn't this a familiar sight?]

[There is a BEAUTIFUL RAINBOW unicorn sparkling as it GALLOPS RIGHT ON UP TO YOU. YUP.]

WILL ANYONE HELP ME?

ooc: feel free to attack/destroy/eat the unicorn for the unicorn still has many lives left and it will just come back!

[The video clicks on as the communicator is dropped to the ground. At first there is only the view of a row of seats. But you can hear someone breathing. Ragged.]

D-Damn...why is it so cold? Where...?

[Then there's a boy on the screen from a skewed angle. You can see the steam from his breath and his arms are wrapped around himself. He looks around at the area in both confusion and curiosity. And yes, he's talking to himself.]

Who brought me here?

[He finally looks back down at the communicator and lifts it up. He doesn't notice that it's on from the way he turns it all over to get a better look. And then--]

HEY, IS ANYBODY HERE? MISS GHOST? MISS GHOST, DID YOU BRING ME HERE?