MarinaNova Asylum

[The last few bars of a haunting song play on the feed, an aria some might recognize as Diva's signature. It cuts off mid-bridge, replaced by a voice that sounds exactly like Diva's, and the face is hers except for deep red eyes instead of shimmering blue, and hair cut short instead of long and flowing. She's been outside and is dripping with rain, her thin blue chemise clinging even though she's indoors now, laying facedown on a mussed bed. Her fingers trail idly over the rim of a delicate wine glass. Scattered around her on the bed are other bits of glass, some edged in red.]

All it does here is rain. It's boring.

[Her hand curls around the stem, then cups the bowl of the glass and crushes it in her hand. Blood drips between her fingers to stain the sheet, but when she opens her hand to let the shards of glass drop, her palm is entirely uncut.]

[Restless, Diva rolls in the mussed sheets, sliding through shards of glass and paying no mind when they prick her bare arms.]

Someone

play with me~

[It won't take long for Diva to tire of the indoors and venture back out into the steady rain. At the beach she might yank off her clothes for a swim, or she might go pull wings off the butterflies in the pavilion. Or, perhaps just following around someone who catches her attention.]

((OOC: Diva!Saya broke into a random apartment on a whim. Feel free to have your character find an unexpected vampire queen and crushed stemware in their bed if you like! Else, she can easily be found anywhere outside.))

[This voice is the same voice Marina-dwellers have heard for months, but there is something different about it. Maybe a little deeper. Definitely more projected. His mannerisms and vocal inflections are suddenly filled with drama.]

It seems this grotesque cosmic joke demanded an encore. Well, here I am, fellow prisoners! Q has returned. I'm sure that makes you all infinitely happier than I am. Not even dressed in a body of my own choosing. I have to wear this thing. [Yuuri's arm indicates his oh, so lacking form.]

However, I shall make due, and while my own glorious abilities are bound at least I'm not so useless as a human this time.

(OOC: Q is taking a page from Castiel's playbook it seems. He'll be using Yuuri's ability to move through water to appear throughout the dome. Walking is so very tedious you see. Feel free to have him appear anywhere there is water. And on a rainy day that's a lot of places.)

[voice]

I suppose I'd better ask: am I the only one seeing things? People, mostly, out of corner of my eye. People who are -- people I know are long, long dead. [ His voice is choked with emotion. ] All of them, every single one. [ He's quiet a long moment. ]

Is this one of the warden's games? [ Now his voice is rising, strident and angry. ] Is this fun for you, or are you simply so busy rebooting that you can't keep track of who's here and who isn't? Is this a system glitch? [ He's practically shouting now. ] It's not funny!

[ He stops abruptly, for an even longer moment. He mutters something before shutting it off. ] Now it feels like prison.

[ ooc: Anyone wanting to watch the Doctor in his frustration is welcome to an action thread just about anywhere you'd like in the dome. He's seeing lots and lots of dead Timelords, so he might not be the best company. ]

( [voice; closed to Rose] )

[ Wolfram is going to get home late, much later than he usually would. Not only he is sure something weird happened to him --his memory is fuzzy and he doesn't quite remember what happened-- but more alarming than the hole in his memory are the ghastly silhouettes of people walking nearby... people that shouldn't be here.

At first, it's rather creepy until he spots Gwendal. Then Jozak. He tries to follow them and reach them, yet moments later they vanish into nothingness. People from his world, older inmates, they all come and go. ... Good grief, is that Dante? And the orange cat Diva once tried to throw out of a window?

Fear makes his legs go faster and faster until he is pretty much crossing the door of his apartment and, in a frenzy he slams the door shut. ] Axel! Are you okay!? There is something weird going on! [ I see dead people, help kdjgdklkld ]

[Who ya gonna call? No one. This is a mingle. Now go get your ghostly sightings, possessions, and impersonations on.]

(OOC: Event details | Questions)

[The only good news for Saber recently has been the power coming back on this morning. That means the many restaurants and cafes in the dome are once again functional... and she doesn't worry about what to do for meals or how often she desires them. There had been a measure of concern over that the night before.

So she's been more than making up for that, hopping across sectors to whatever eateries they have to offer, whether she knows the place or not-- even though it's the type of dreary day to stay in at one spot, she'd not really going to limit herself. Though, there is one place with a nice buffet going on that she's content to remain at for just a little while.

At least until she makes for her fourth(fifth maybe?) serving, and reaches for her next plate at the bar, only to... miss it completely? No, her hand had certainly been at the plate. She tries again to take hold of it, only to fail each and every attempt. Confusion bleeds into her expression, as well as a note of panic, that becomes increasingly desperate as she simply goes right through everything around her she extends her hand for-- from silverware, to trays, to the countertop itself-- before settling into the hollow despair of a woman who has been denied everything dear to her, while the robotic server merely continues to hold the grilled fish out to her expectantly.

Platters of food right before her, and unable to have.

Eat.

At all.

Perhaps never again...?!


Reliving Camlann might be a more merciful fate...]