MarinaNova Asylum

Good morning residents.

I'm afraid we're having some technical difficulties today — nothing to worry about, we'll get it patched up as quickly as we can, but in the meantime some of you might feel a bit... chilly. Today is perhaps a good day for staying in bed.

We apologise for the inconvenience. Truly.

[ To make up for it, have a Jaunty Tune. ]

(( OOC: EVENT INFO!))

[Action/Closed to Spike]

[He hasn't noticed today's glitch yet but then again why would he? He's still half asleep, curled up happily against Spike and in no position to notice his precious suits and everything else are missing yet. For now there's no rush to get out of bed and discover that this is anything besides an ordinary morning.]

[ Private to Ton, Chuck, Hazel ]

Are you kidding me? Technical difficulties my ass!

[An ass which currently has nothing to cover it.

He spent just as much time here at his parents' place as he did his own, and both were well-stocked with punk T-shirts and black jeans, so it was a rude awakening when he woke to find every stitch missing - even the sweats and shirt he'd worn to bed. Fortunately, his time as a Roman ambassador gave him one handy skill - how to properly wear a toga.

He's afraid the rest of the family might be in a similar state, so it is with trepidation and his eyes squinted that he braves leaving his room.]


[ Open to All ]

[The toga is a poor substitute for actual clothing. (Don't tell him it is an actual article of clothing. He doesn't care. It's ... breezy.) So he sets out to see if pants can be found. His apartment is, no surprise, clothes-less. So he sets out to his own shop, which should be bursting with clothes.

(It isn't.)]