MarinaNova Asylum

[He flicks the video on, and the first thing you see is the curious gaze of a large black lion peering into the frame. His green eyes blink once before he settles again. It's obvious he's sitting on the branch of a tree, the light beaming through the branches casting him in a bit of extra light besides the shade he's in.]

Hello. My name is Matthias, although I'd prefer the name Shadow, if you don't mind. That said I'm just going to be frank. I am a human polymorph, or shape shifter. I'm not a threat to any of you unless you're a threat to me. Likewise I'll treat everyone with equal respect unless given a reason not to.


Hurr... Not entirely sure what else I should say then. I'm not not entirely sure what I should do here or where I'm supposed to find a place to stay, and I would like to find someone to stay with. If anyone is willing...

And...well... This welcome basket. Can I trade in all of these chocolates for jerky or something? I can't eat most any of this stuff.

Good morning, inmates. Today is day [ 193 ] of the first generation. The weather scheduled for today is [ sunny with the occasional cloud ].

Your motivational exercise for today is as follows:

[ If life seems jolly rotten there's something you've forgotten and that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing. ].

Please take this wisdom to heart and use it to further your rehabilitation. Your emotional needs are important to us.

New inmates will be arriving in the facility shortly. Please be aware of this disturbance as you go about your day and help them get started on their [ rehabilitation ]. We value your cooperation.

Have a nice day.

(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Conscienti unless otherwise requested!)

Oh jeez! *The camera flickers on a teenage girl with huge round glasses over bright green eyes - and curiously enough, furry white dog ears poking out through a mess of dark hair.*

Um, I don't know if anyone can hear this! I don't actually know why I'm wearing this ugly orange suit, or even where I am, either! I'm usually pretty good with locations these days... you know what? Nevermind. I don't care WHERE the hell I am, but it's really, REALLY important that I get back where I came from right away!

I don't have time to waste on this stupid prisoner bullshit, okay? I was kind of in the middle of doing something, and... without me to power the ship, I THINK my paradox brother might actually be stuck between universes for, well, forever!

Even if he's gotten really surly and annoying lately, and suddenly hates his favorite movies which ACTUALLY? Weren't all that bad and were kind of funny!-- No matter how much of a jerkass he is, he's still my brother and I don't want to leave him stuck there!

So, please, if anyone can hear this, I really need your help!

Augh, why am I even talking into this stupid thing? Can anyone actually hear me?

[He's got his hand next to his ear and the communicator, adjusting it onto his ear for comfort. He exhales, rubbing the bridge of his nose before speaking. He looks and sounds exhausted.]

Hey. Look, whatever my rap sheet says it's debatable whether I deserve to be here or not, but this is insane. Pretty sure you're supposed to at least get a trial or somethin', but with the way it worked back home? Heh. Really not surprised here. Coulda at least scent a memo, isn't it convenient that they waited until after the horrors of war to bring me here? Nice of em. [/sarcasm]

If anyone's nice enough to give me a quick tour, show me where I can get my clothes back and find a place to crash, I'd appreciate that. I'm heading into, I think sector one. Yeah. I'll be hangin' around there for a while.

And as far as who I am, the name's Duo Maxwell.

Kidnapping isn't the best way to get a girl's attention you know.

[The tone is dry, accent clearly English.]

Well, not positive attention at least. [A pause for effect.]

An underwater prison, yeah? Seems a little extreme to me. Or absolute bullshit. I haven't decided which one to go with yet.

[She sounds sarcastic but vaguely concerned too. The truth of the matter was that Rose was expecting to be dead and not in a prison, seemingly healed from a fatal werewolf bite. Which is why she needed answers.]

Hope I'm right in assuming that there are others here. Or else I'd feel incredibly stupid for talking to myself on this device. Not exactly the best impression to give off to anyone. [The wry tone is back.]

Oh, and one more thing-orange isn't really my colour.

[She ends the feed.]