MarinaNova Asylum

Good morning, inmates. Today is day [ 354 ] of the first generation. The weather scheduled for today is [ overcast with the occasional drizzle ].

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.

[ And like always, we end this message with a jaunty tune! You're welcome. ]

(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Conscienti unless otherwise requested! Warden request post is HERE for your convenience! Mail submissions go here! )

[Rebekah doesn't open up the network until after she's gone to find new clothes. Orange is so not her color. So once she has a new outift picked out this friendly(ish) video comes on.]

I'm pretty sure I heard some new crimes this time around, isn't that exciting?

[It probably depends on your definition of exciting.]

I also have some new memories from back home that I didn't have before. Which leaves me to wonder just how long I was stuck in the dimensional stabilizer? Is that still what happens when we leave here? Or what we're told happens to people, anyway?

[Rebekah isn't sure she believes anything the wardens tell her.]

In any case, for better or for worse, I seem to be here again. Won't this be fun? For a given value of fun anyway.

[End feed.]

[john never drinks. he can't afford to with always having to fight to survive. plus, he's got a history with the stuff that makes him personally want to avoid it. so of course, the one and only time he has ever had a drink and gotten drunk, he'd end up in this... situation.

he still isn't completely sure what's going on. john tried to keep up with as much as he could of what was being said to him (listened in on all the crimes like murder, swallowed down the drunken guilt until he was too numb to feel it), but it's hard to make much sense of it all at the moment.

he's basically a drunk, lost puppy as he tries to fiddle with the communicator until he gets it working, stumbling around in the orange jumpsuit while being intensely aware that his powers are gone. john waves even though the wave is likely not picked up on by the camera except maybe a few fingers.]

These wardens have... bad timing. ...Or I do. I've never been drunk before, and now I am, and now I'm... here.

[must not be a coincidence. he definitely should not ever drink again.]

And I don't... know where I am. [maps are hard for drunk people] Prison under the sea is what they said, but I don't know... where I am in the prison. This is a weird prison. Where are the bars? ...the metal ones. Not the.... [he releases a breath, sliding a hand over his face and making a noise. why this.]