MarinaNova Asylum

[ The last thing Fletcher Tringham knew, he was in his house, cleaning up the dinner dishes on Day 95. Now here he is in some completely different apartment, in a completely different person's body, sitting on the couch reading a book.

He's been through enough weird dimensional stabilizer stuff to keep from instantly panicking. He carefully marks the page in the book -- whoever it belongs to will surely appreciate that! -- and stands up. And instantly collapses again, a searing pain shooting through his ankle. Oh. So that's why it's wrapped up and why it had been resting on some pillows. Still, he forces himself up so he can look for the bathroom, to find a mirror and see just whose body he wound up in.

...

It's not anyone he recognizes. Which is kind of weird. Fletcher thought he knew most of the people here. ]

[ video ]

[ Dirk Strider video-posting is a pretty unusual sight. Dirk Strider looking so visibly worried is even more unusual. He's not even wearing his triangular sunglasses. Dirk, what are you doing. ]

Um, I think there was a glitch in the dimensional stabilizer? I switched bodies with someone.

Er... Brother, Edward... Sentience? It's me, Fletcher.

[ It's eerily quiet this morning and although the power came back on sometime in the early hours, the Wardens remain silent. No obnoxious morning greetings and the kiosk lies dead and dark. Rest assured, everything else seems to be in working order.

The rain continues steadily throughout the day, forming a thin mist over the drenched streets. ]


((ooc: EVENT START and with that begins the hauntings! The Kiosk will be out of commission for the entire day, so any punishments or requests are automatically postponed until Day 192. A mingle will be posted later in the week, but you are of course encouraged to make your own posts!

For more information about the event, go here! Questions are directed to this thread! Have fun! ))

( A prose-y preamble. Not on network. )

[ VIDEO ]

[ The face that pops up on the feed this rainy morning might seem familiar, but even those that just talked to Aidan once or twice will pick up on the fact that something is wrong. His usually wild mop of red is slicked back, the collar of his pinstripe button-up shirt neatly tugged into place. If Aidan owned a tie, you can be damn sure he'd be wearing it now.]

Good morning. [ Smooth, confident and without a single trace of the country-boy drawl.]

This is quite the weather we're having. Awfully dreary… not much one can do on days like this when trapped inside. It's a good thing we have each other to talk to. [A smile, yes he so does love to talk to you. No one needs to know thats not remotely true.] How about we play a game… I'll ask some questions and whoever gives me the answer first gets a gold star.

[ It's around this time that the door to the bedroom slides open behind him and a pissed off Helix wanders in.]

Will you tell me what the fuck I did?

[ There's a shadow of annoyance passing over the man's face, before fading into that deceptively polite smile once more.]

Excuse me. [ With that he tosses the communicator onto the bed. There's a loud noise of skin striking skin before he reaches over to turn off the feed.]

[ OPEN ACTION ]

[ After locking Helix up in the bathroom (you need to discipline your pets, after all) Jethro will take to the streets for a look around. Should you wish to bump into him he's easily found in Sector 2 and 0! While he still looks exactly like Aidan (possession and all) he carries himself with arrogant confidence and he's dressed a lot better than the farm boy ever would be on an average day. ]

((OOC: omg longest post. ANYWAY Aidan is lucky enough to be possessed by an old enemy from home! Video and action replies are equally wanted and there's a good chance that Helix will threadjack as much as he possibly can. Due to hurricanes, things may move slowly but you already knew that. ))

[ once upon a time, in a version of voyager's story where captain janeway decided to turn around instead of trying to thunder through borg space, seven of nine became a member of their crew in a very different manner and thus developed into a very different person. gone (temporarily) is the woman robbed of her individuality who struggles with the most basic of human concepts, replaced by the smiling, vibrant person she was in the world of unimatrix zero that she managed to retain upon being disconnected from the collective. except, she isn't smiling right now.

she regards the network feed with an uneasiness that's too open, and a timidness that's not borg-like at all. ]

Hello? My name is Annika, and I don't know how I got here... Or where I got this headset. Captain? My combadge isn't working.