MarinaNova Asylum

Oh, look, a day when absolutely no one new appears. What an exciting break for all of you. Don't say I never gave you anything.

And for something new, let's play Caption this Photo. Look at the picture appearing on your communicator now and reply over the network with a caption. I really don't want to see all of you in person. If it bears some sort of resemblance to humor or wit you will be given points.



(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Veridical unless otherwise requested. Warden request post | Mail submissions)

Private Video to Carl Grimes

[Sarah looks happy, yet awkwardly shy as she holds up the stuffed kitty Carl sent her.]

Hi Carl. I should have called you earlier but... um... thank you. For the kitty. She's adorable. I've named her Guinevere.

Open Action

It had been a while since Sarah was at the library. She made her way to where the fantasy novels typically were and picked through various ones until she had a fairly large stack. After a while, she made her way to a set of big, squashy arm chairs. Perfect for reading.

[ Ring ring bananaphone. ]

[ If you happen to pass by Sector 5 this evening, you might be aware of loud music blasting from the graveyard. Upon further investigation you'll find Spike hanging out among the gravestones with his best friend Jack Daniels and a pack of smokes. An impromptu one man punk party. Feel free to join, should you be inclined. Hang out with the cool kids for a while.

Shame he only has that one record though. When this night is over, anyone within hearing distance of the graveyard would be happy for some sedation. ]