Wish prank mingle
13 March 2012 at 02:41 am
( Deep Puck thoughts that mostly amount to 'be more fun, guys' )( The actual spell )[OOC: Feel free to thread amongst yourself, anywhere in the dome! Here's the OOC post for details.]
08 March 2012 at 04:17 pm
[There's a blur of pristine white when the video is first turned on, before the view shifts around, revealing a girl in a very unique costume, white make-up powder on her face, and fake eyelashes to go with the whole ensemble. She looks like a performer, and that's just what Doll is.
She doesn't seem to realize how the communicator works yet though]
Blimey. 'ow d'you use this thin'? [It's turned around in her hands, video whirling around a moment before it focuses on her face again, bright blue eyes peering at it curiously. The only reason she's addressing it is because it seems to be able to talk somehow, so she puts it back on like it'd been when she'd first woken up]
'ello? Brother Joker? Sister Beast? Where's everyone?[A pause, because the bed she'd been on her way to after that night's performance is gone – her surroundings now of an unfamiliar street – and so is the boy who should have been sleeping there as well. There's no sign of him, but she calls out anyway]
Smile, you alrigh'..?
07 March 2012 at 09:59 pm
[A strikingly beautiful young man appears in view and speaks After a small yawn, he speaks in a soft tone- there's barely something in that tone, that could be something to take caution in.]
My head is killing me... prison? Hah... it must be a bad dream.. because, I definitely don't belong in here...! No flaw in your system..? Surely you're mistaken!
Hah, really! I haven't done a thing! Do you see any blood on these hands? [Dietrich looks down at his hands, a soft smile painted on his face] Certainly not... You must have me confused for my so-called family.
I'm tired. And this.. it's annoying. This place isn't very comfortable at all.
I am obviously not alone, that much is sure! My... I must be surrounded by such very dangerous people if this is the case! Who wants to tell me their tall-tales since we're all playing this together. I do love a good story.
[ action | open ]
06 March 2012 at 12:07 am
[ There's a boy in Victorian-style clothing seated outside of the library. He's currently scowling down at the convenient Marina brochure received by new inmates, his brow furrowed as he reads through it a second time. Given that it isn't any more palatable this time than the first, he sets it aside momentarily, instead choosing to remove his communicator--which is fitted to wear over his left eye, thankfully, as it would be rather useless over his right--and fiddle with it, turning it to and fro in his hands and inspecting it from every angle. He knows what it's for. The brochure had done a good enough job describing that, at least. But how it actually works is another matter entirely.
Ciel has hardly moved since arriving in the prison; the restraint around his leg is rather uncomfortable and terribly cumbersome to walk with. He looks fairly miffed, but you should definitely come bother him anyway. He could probably use some help with that communicator, if nothing else.
Oh, and he's called a certain butler's name twice already, so he'd best be on his way. ]
[Action | Video]
05 March 2012 at 10:55 pm
[He had nothing in his room to begin with, so when he wakes up in the morning, he finds nothing wrong with the empty room. He doesn't note the day change either. He never paid attention to that either, because he liked to have as little to do with the technology here anyway. The day suddenly being different looked nothing more than a glitch to him, really. He didn't even notice that there was a new face and voice announcing it.
So Gilbert is now in the shelter kitchen, making much breakfast. Because he has so very much to think about right now. Not only is he worrying about a place for him, Oz, Break and everyone else to stay, he's thinking of ways to save everyone. Very, very much to think about. In the mind and body of Gilbert, it meant that...
...it meant that a lot of eggs and bacon were suddenly all over the counters.
And by force of habit, he finds that there's a couple different kinds of sweets sitting around too. Cookies, cakes...]
[Gilbert appears over the feed looking disgruntled.]
If you're hungry, I just made a little too much food. Feel free to help yourselves... There are cookies too...
[Private to Oz Vessalius]
I made some cake for you on accident. It's in the shelter, if you're interested.
[video | open | backdated to early afternoon]
25 February 2012 at 07:43 pm
[Kurama is in his study in his home in Sector 4. The place looks more like a conservatory than an office, with plants growing on every available surface. Some are simple green-leafed houseplants. Others are plants not often successfully kept inside, though they seem to be thriving. Amongst them are Japanese Maple bonsai and miniature rose bushes. Kurama has also propogated orchids and a few flowering varieties of carnivorous plants. He's even managed to grow a miniature cherry tree, which takes place of pride beside a blood red miniature tea rose at the corner of his desk.]
If I may trouble you once more, I would like to inform interested students that I have added a Botany class to the schedule. We will be meeting on days that end in 2 and 6, in Room 7 in the Educational Center. The class format will be a mixture of seminar and lecture, as well as hands-on work and lab sessions. Students of all levels are welcome. Please consult the course catalog
for further information.
Once again, thank you for your time.[ooc: I didn't quite plan to have D and Kurama officially announce their classes one right after the other, but if I don't get them done tonight, it's never going to happen. XD]
[ action | video] Open!
14 February 2012 at 07:50 pm
[ Oz flicks on the feed, hands on chin and grinning at the screen. If one's an astute observer, they might notice it's just a bit to wide to be truly sincere. ]
Hey! My fish tank seems to be getting a bit on the green side. Anyone know how to clean one and want to take a hand at it?
[ yep, that tank hasn't been cleaned since the last Gilbert disappeared. Shame on him for making that poor fish suffer! Oh, and it's a pretty big tank. Just so you know! ]
[ Later, for those wanting a special kiss from one Oz Vessalius, he'll be wandering around the pet cafe, looking up fish food and cleaning supplies and of course a Vessalius can't starve! That's what the shelter kitchens are for. How in the world did those bots get there... ]
((ooc: Oz is canonically 15 years old so please keep that in mind where bots are concerned!))
[mingle] Mistletoe Bots
13 February 2012 at 04:14 pm
[Lovely day for being in any open, common area of the dome, isn't it? Of course there is a chance of kissing bot, but it's always something in the underwater prison.](OOC: Check out the OOC post for details. Pucker up! Edit: Links for those with loading problems!)
[Video | Filtered // Action | Open]
09 February 2012 at 12:14 am
[Anew's in a corner of the library with a bunch of books spread out in front of her. Totally normal, right? Except that she's practically hyperventilating.]
[If you get a peek at what she's reading, you might see a few strange images that have sort of a theme. Her eyes are as wide as they can possibly be as she reads what is apparently a book about someone named May Cutler.]
Oh my goodness -- this is impossible![Video | Filtered from the Dylandys][Sorry Dylandy brothers but she's not trying to upset Lyle!
And they can [action] if you want to!]
I -- I think I need some help. I didn't know being a wife was so... [she presses a hand to her mouth as if she's feeling ill, which given her expression is entirely plausible.]
I don't even own any pearls!
[Video | Open & Action | Open ]
07 February 2012 at 01:41 pm
[The bomb threat had set his teeth on edge. He had reigned it in well, but the whole idea of it, the audacity of it... well.. not to mention it could have put Yuta in serious danger, not to mention his other close friends. He had managed to be calm for a day or two, but he needed to work off the nerves. Even being so long from battle had not removed those urges - but then, a few years was not going to undo nearly three hundred years of imbued memory.
So what does he do when he's like this? He dances. Sort of. It is more of a woke out, a bit of training to keep him sharp. He does it regularly for form's sake, but today he was going at it with more vigor and damned be the cold. He went out to the beach, his usual place for this, removing his outer cloak and remaining only in the long sleeved robes he wore indoors.
Some might have seen it before - the graceful twists and arches as he moves through the motions. In his mind he is thrusting with is sword, but since it takes something out of him, he refrains from actually summoning his legendary blade (at least in his world). His breath puffs before him as he thrusts and slides through the sand, red robes and black hair swirling behind him like a comet's tail, golden eyes fierce and focused as he works out the energy.
Of course, everyone is free to watch, bother, or ask him for a spar. He might even appreciate the distraction.]
[Video - Afternoonish || Filtered Away from Yuta]
Does anyone know of available games or activities a child of about ten might enjoy? One from an earth based world. I have some idea, but I need things readily accessible around the home. And if anyone is wondering, they are meant for Yuta.
[ video + action ]
07 February 2012 at 01:06 am
[ The video opens up on a woman looking somewhere between frightened and angered. Definitely conflicted between the two. The only thing really keeping her sane right now is the fact that she woke up near the koi pond, and the last thing she wants to do is destroy such a pretty place she's found herself surrounded in.
Oh. And the threat of her powers being stripped. ]
Does this 'Acumen' possess the capabilities to strip a person of their basic genetics? [ She questions now, looking a little upset.
She sighs and the anger falters a bit into what almost looks like fear before it's gone. Coldness instead. ]
My imprisonment is a mistake. [ Not claiming innocence but...
She adds this a bit softer now. ]
Where is the sun?
[video | open to action]
06 February 2012 at 10:06 pm
[A video post engages and all that is immediately visible is Roy's face - and he looks somewhere between disgruntled and slightly amused, his red hair tousled and a little dirty, a wry smirk at the corner of his mouth.]
Okay, I get it. Roy's a jailbird. Again. Thanks universe, that's really funny.
[He sighs and shakes his head a little.]
I know the basic drill about jail and all, and I got the gist of the rules from the pamphlet and stuff. This place is even one heck of a lot better than the last hole I was in, but I still got a few questions. For example, official rules are one thing. What about the unofficial ones? Anyone want to fill me in on the taboos and all that before I run into them the hard way? Knowing my luck, first thing I'd do is piss off the resident big bad and get my butt beaten in again.
Anyone want to help a guy out?
[A pause, and he looks a bit rueful.]
And uh, yeah, as a side note, I know this is pretty freaking unlikely considering where I am and probably why, but are there any ways I could get a call to the outside world? Or home or whatever? I mean, it's not like I'm in a third world country this time, don't I get a phone call?
06 February 2012 at 09:20 pm
[ Have a peculiar looking boy with an extremely long nose looking very, very concerned into the video feed... This does not bode well. ]
This is a joke, right? Prison? What mistakes is this thing talking about? And I've never heard of any "Eloquis Ocean." We're still on the Grand Line, right? Right?
Oi, Luffy! Luuuuffy! Chopper! Zoro! Sanji? Robin? Nami? They didn't get you guys, did they? I can't be here alone...
I-I mean! Not that this is anything that The Great Captain Usopp couldn't handle! I've busted out of twenty prisons just like these - even further under the sea! And I swam back to the surface, with my hands tied! I'd just rather not have to do it again - it's a waste of my time, you know!
Oh, god, am I really the only one here? Guys? I'm getting a bout of my I-Don't-Want-To-Be-In-Prison disease...
07 January 2012 at 12:54 am
I've heard a couple of new people around, so I thought I'd make myself known. Hey guys! I'm Gino Weinberg. And I'm offering my help to everyone, well actually, all the new Marinarians. [Yup, he's borrowing the term Yuuki coined!]
What can this guy do for me? You might be asking. Well, I can't get that chain off your foot and I can't get you back home, but I can help you with all those pesky chores you're no doubt doing right this moment. I'm a great hand at laundry. Just ask Kallen and Suzaku! And I'm pretty good at gardening too. So just give me a call if you need me! I'll be pretty much available all day. And the days after.
[He gives a wave and shuts off the camera. You can find him in the laundry room! Or - wherever the robots are taking you to do chores!]
[Video/Action] - Open
04 January 2012 at 02:05 pm
[Jack opens his communicator, turns it to video, and stares into the thing without even the slightest problem. He's dealt with communicators before. Many types. There were only so many different ways you could build a communicator before only needed the slightest hints to work one.
handsome man that appears before you is looking rather calm, for being a newcomer, and if you know him at all, for being Jack. He turns the communicator a couple times, then offers a smile.]
What kind of planet is this? A prison planet? Can't say I haven't been to a few in my time, but... this was pretty abrupt. I didn't even get to see who captured me! [He might have been able to "persuade" them to let him go, after all.]
Well, down to business. I don't suppose any of you fine ladies and fine gentlemen could give me a few pointers here? I wouldn't want to get lost on my first day.
[Sounding rather like he has just arrived at his first day of school, his eyes trail to a bot beside him. He flashes it a charming enough grin, muttering to it for a second, then returns his attention to the camera.]
These guys don't seem quite as fun as flesh and blood people anyway.
02 January 2012 at 07:03 pm
Okay, really now.
[Michael here? He doesn't look at all happy. He's eaten everything in the welcome basket and now he's both bored and frustrated--not with being in prison, because it doesn't feel like a very huge deal, but with being out of food for the time being, and more importantly with the chain around his ankle. It's heavy and it sucks, trying to drag it around. That, and for some reason he can't use his brainwaves at all, not even the tiniest pulse of neural activity. Nothing.
The location and circumstance aren't the problem. It's being, for lack of a better word, human, and physically restrained.
And alone. Being alone is...unnerving. He doesn't like it, and he looks antsy because of it.]
If anyone can understand me, I'm looking for my siblings. Their names are Johann and Nena.
If you don't appreciate a foot shoved so far up your ass you choke on it, I recommend you start talking. Any one of you, and make it quick--no bullshit. I don't have all day.
[What will he do if he doesn't get his way? Given the way he's talking and the dangerous gleam in his eyes, he'll give you three guesses.]
02 January 2012 at 03:55 pm
[There's a quiet sigh as the video flickers on. Some of you might know this man! It's
seaweed head Gilbert, looking worn out. Not to mention grumpy. He can't find his cigarettes anywhere, from his turned out pockets. The same with his gun.]
Hello. My name is Raven and...like many of you, I've been taken by Acumen.
I won't plead, or beg. The welcome message was clear enough. But if there's anyone from my world, or someone who has knowledge of Pandora or the Baskervilles, I would like to speak to you.
[He picks up his hat, and lowers it so the upper half of his face is covered, even as he turns off the feed. There's nothing more for him to do then to sit and wait.]
[Video//Action | Open] BANQUET MINGLE GO!
20 December 2011 at 12:16 pm
Good morning, Marina! [Have a very smiley pink haired girl on your video feed!] For anyone I haven’t met, I’m Lacus Clyne and I’m very glad to meet you.
It seems as though we’re all going to be in the shelter today, so we should make the best of things. I was thinking that we should get together and have a big winter banquet! Anyone who wants to help cook should please feel free to come to the kitchens and assist, and if not you should still come and enjoy the food with us.
Dinner will be served at 5 in the main cafeteria, and after that maybe we could have fun playing games and watching movies together. I hope everyone has a good day, and I hope to see everyone at the feast!
[A few minutes later]
I just learned that today is also Ritsuka’s birthday! To celebrate there will be a cake and some special desserts and decorations. [as many decorations as they can find without access to the store.] Everyone please, stop by to wish him a happy birthday!
((OOC Notes: Mingle post, open to all! Reply to Lacus by [video] or there are several action options: [cooking] any time before 5pm ICly, [dinner] a huge buffet of almost anything you could want, or [after dinner] for card games, board games, and movies throughout the cafeteria and nearby common rooms! Your character is in no way obligated to be at all of these, but they could be if you want~
Also! A link to Ritsuka’s birthday party will be added once it goes up. There will be cake and lots of special desserts and pretty decorations in one area of the cafeteria.
If anyone wants to intentionally or unintentionally sabotage the food, please contact me OOCly before you do so. Thanks and ENJOY!))
[ ACTION ] - backdated to midmorning
16 December 2011 at 04:02 pm
[ early to bed means early to rise, though the (artifical) sun is already gaining height in the sky by the time vanessa departs from her temporary residence of last night. she's so relieved to finally be able to curl up on a bed that, while isn't hers, is at least familiar.
she's distracted, rightfully so, and probably wouldn't notice a ten-foot pole if it sprouted up two feet in front of her.
which is, of course, your cue to fling a snowball into her unsuspecting face, yes? ]
[ later, when the front of her coat is wet and her mouth has been permanently glued into a thin line, she finally makes it back into the shelter, the loud stomps of her footsteps announcing her presence long before the sight of her does. the smart thing to do at this point would be to take a long, hot bath, but nope, vanessa's far too annoyed to do something as rational as that. instead, she's going to snag that last open chair, plant herself down in it, and glare.
best not look at her the wrong way, else you might be sacrificing your hearing for the rest of the day. ]
(ooc: action either outside or in the shelter works! o/)
[ video | action --> shelter common room ]
16 December 2011 at 02:19 pm
[ Oz slammed his fork down, effectively blocking Break's bid for his cake. ] I'm surprised at how calm everyone is. They've hardly protested at all about getting kicked out of their house. [ mm... cake. ] Do you think they're just being quiet?
[ Break, rather put out by the effective block to his cake-pilfering ways, elects instead to snag a piece of the chocolate torte sitting at the edge of the table, keeping Oz's elbow company. Let it never be said that he wasn't exceedingly spry for his
old age. ] Mmm, you're right! I haven't heard a single peep out of them. All like little mice, hiding away. Why do you wonder that is?
Maybe we should ask them. Of course, we'll have to make sure they're telling the truth.
[ Another pop of cake into his mouth, chew, swallow. ] But what if they don't wish to tell the truth?
Then we'll have to dare them into giving it up. [ Oz sips at his tea before turning to the network device sitting on the edge of the table. ] Wouldn't you agree? [ yep, they've been talking to the dome this whole time. ]
[ From Break's shoulder, a clacking voice pipes up. ] Truth or dare! Bet they're too scared for dares!
[ So, who is up for a little game of truth and dare, hmmm? ]
((ooc: tags will come from both Break and/or Oz. Feel free to thread jack in reaction to whatever truths (or dares) the others might come up with. Green font = Oz, Blue font = Break, Purple font = Emily))