MarinaNova Asylum

Good morning or maybe it's a fair morning or bad morning. It may not even really be morning in some senses, but that's what we're calling it.

Today is Day 289 and we have new playmates for you. Don't say we never gave you anything. In fact you can enjoy some new treats at the sector 0 food carts.

And then in punishment news we have:
Malcolm Reynolds — property damage

I leave you with a quote.

By chance we met, by choice we become friend. —Millie Huang

(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Veridical unless otherwise requested! Warden request post is HERE for your convenience! Mail submissions go here! Image 1: Chicken sandwich on a waffle. Image 2: Burger on a donut "bun".)

[Young as he is the teen on the video feed certainly looks like someone who belongs in a prison jumpsuit. Maybe it's all the piercings or the scar or the bleached hair. Or maybe it's the way he's yelling.]

Hey what the hell?! I thought we already caught the killer! Hey!!

Teddy, this better not be you, ya stupid bear! Senpai? Anybody? This ain't funny you guys!

( The face that appears is familiar... And very confused. )

I thought I was done. I served a sentence, I did my time. So tell me, why is it that I'm back home for less than two hours before I wind up here again? Seriously. Two hours. That's all I get? After everything I've -- ( she heaves a sigh. ) Forget it. At least tell me that in those two hours, you've cleaned my room or something. Does the AI do that? Housekeeping deportation? That'd be great, because I swear, the last time I cleaned was only to find something, and it's not like I have much anyway but -- it was definitely what you'd call organized chaos.

Anyway.

( she lifts a hand and waves, her confusion wiping away for a slight smile, though it's still laced with irritation. )

What'd I miss?