MarinaNova Asylum

[ Having had his meltdown off-screen, Petrov's voice isn't quite as panicked as it could've been. He hasn't figured out how to get it to be voice only, so there's a lot of shaky camera work of a bunch of hedges and other assorted garden greenery. It's kinda disorienting to watch. ]

I didn't see the one thing I'm actually wanted for on the list. No one knows I've been taking money, and. [ He's failing at staying calm, now. ] None of this actually lines up! What I did for the guild is perfectly legal, and there's nothing else "grave robbing" could possibly mean. Why am I apparently in an alternate dimension. I'm in jail for the wrong reasons, definitely by the wrong people, and that's COMPLETELY unacceptable.

[ He pauses deep in thought, but also in attempt to get himself a little less wound up.

It is an extremely long pause where recording stops entirely and then eventually restarts. ]

T, this is a public channel, isn't it. This isn't a direct line to the wardens at all, is it. Um. Sorry for saying such MISLEADING things. I used a little... hyperbole... because this is all. Overwhelming. So overwhelming. A hero of the realm would NEVER misplace funds, no matter if it's just fancy lunch once a week, every day.

[Video encrypted to Defense Force]
We've been working on a solution to our Tyki problem for awhile. We have a lot of partial ideas instead of a slamdunk, but it's time to make one of them work whether it wants to or not.

We're taking his noah. That's the part of him that drives him to murder and gives him his powers. What's left should be a regular man with a lot of bad memories. [Her voice gets a little softer, but she only allows herself to think of that day he'd lost his noah during one of the prison's many malfunctions briefly. Of the way she held him as he cried and wrestled with the pain as it took him back over. She has a mission to stop him from hurting her people—her team again.]

We're going to start with Tieria's hacking idea. We're in a virtual system, and it's time to see if we can use that to our advantage or not. I need all people with advanced technology knowledge on hand whether it's against the wardens' rules or not.

I need the rest of the investigative team and anyone with magical know how or experience working to solidify plan B if we need it. We're down a few witches, but there may be ways of increasing our powers with magical items that we get through the wardens.

Everyone else needs to be on patrol. We picked today because new arrivals are coming in. That means the wardens and engineers might be just a little bit distracted with that, but we also know screwing with the system can lead to problems so don't be surprised if there is a power outage or some dangerous glitch. We're doing this to protect, so we've got to minimize the harm we might cause in the process.

[Another pause.] This may not be a popular course of action. We took a lot of heat over returning Spike's soul to him. We're playing with lives to save lives. Even if they bring us back once we die it doesn't make death meaningless. It doesn't make killing okay. It's only a matter of time before it's someone else unless we do something. So we're going to do something now. We've waited too long already.

(OOC: Respond to video here)

[Action | Mingle]
[The Defense Force headquarters is buzzing with people working out the details of the situation and attempting the hack while others are out and about in the dome to be encountered by anyone.]

(OOC: Please feel free to tag yourself in and tag amongst yourselves! Kitty's is here.)

[OOC Information]
(The results have been handwaved that the hack will be successful and Tyki's noah will be written out of his virtual settings by later today (day 323). There will be no power outages or glitches as a result of this, however there will be a powers event on day 324, so maybe they inspired the engineers. If you wish your character was in the force to be more a part of this, don't worry, we can backdate your membership. People can also tag the DF members on patrol or stop by the headquarters. We want to include you! Plotting/questions for this can go here If you want your character more directly involved in the hacking then please sign up for a punishment but you can be involved less directly without getting caught.)

["Secret secrets are no fun, secret secrets hurt someone."

Today, secrets will be a little less secretive than usual.]

[Resuming Systems Operations

Operating Status Impaired

Scanning Mode > Disabled

Communication Systems > Disabled

Persona Access > Disabled

Orgia Mode > Disabled

Weapons Systems > Disabled

Additional Hardware > Communication System

Additional Hardware > Location Software

Accessing Enables Communication System

The young woman suddenly visible on the communicator screen is a bit stiff, a little more precise than is normal in her speech. She seems to be wearing headphones and a high white collar peeks out of the neck of her jumpsuit, covering any visible skin. Maybe she's just naturally very formal.

Or maybe she's a robot.

Of course if she were a robot she would have a good cover story. Like this one.]

Hello, my name is Aigis. I am a student at Gekkoukan High. I enjoy academics, school clubs and... Gatling gun. It is a pleasure to meet you all. Does anyone require assistance in escaping? I would be happy to attempt to provide it.

Okay, listen up. We have an abundance of pie and that means one thing as far as I'm concerned.

Wally West is challenging you to a pie-eating contest. [Except this blond is his girlfriend and not the actual Wally who was possibly not entirely consulted for the making of this declaration.]

I know we don't have any money in prison, but that doesn't mean we can't make some friendly wagers on the outcomes, right? Now, who wants to step up and take the challenge? Meet us in sector 0 at the picnic tables.

(OOC: Artemis and Wally will be responding to replies. Backdated to earlier in the day.)

(( ooc: EVENT INFO! Enjoy!

[Voice / Open]
[Normally when Artemis addresses the network she just goes video. Why not? Today, the why not is that when she went to the mirror and looked at herself it wasn't her looking back. It was Tigress. Sure, she was Tigress, but she looked different with the dark hair and different facial features, not to mention costume with the help of the charm Zatanna had made for her. She'd done it to go under cover as one of the bad guys. Or she would do it five years from now. The only reason she even knows about it is because of the day her memories fast forwarded themselves. Except she doesn't have any but the vaguest details about that so it couldn't have happened again, right? So, why was she seeing the wrong person when she looked at herself?]

That pearl thing. It's true. I mean, even if you don't think it's doing something to you, it probably is. I was kind of a jerk about some stuff and if I snapped at anyone you probably didn't deserve it. [No guarantees though.]

And Nico, I've got some stuff for your store. Lots of stuff. Actually, you should probably help carry it and bring some people to assist. [The hoarding is over!]

So, that's it I guess. [A pause.] Is everything...normal out there?

[Action / Open]
[If you live in or visit the apartments in sector 2 you can find Artemis in her apartment—and spilling into the hallway—trying to box up the stuff she over-collected while under the thrall of the green pearl.]

[Video]

[Kanji is nervous, and is dealing with those nerves by aggressively yelling his message at the screen.]

Hey! So there's a class now for sewing and knitting and stuff and if you wanna learn how to do that kinda shit you should, I dunno, come to it or whatever.

[Action]

[He's perched on top of a desk in the Education Center's Home Economics room, stress knitting a scarf. This is starting to feel like a stupid idea and he's kind of hoping no one will show up but if they do they'll find the classroom well supplied with yarn, knitting needles and crochet hooks, not to mention fabric, thread and needles, even sewing machines.]

If anyone is getting rid of their pearls I'll take them.

[Someone's green greed pearl is making it hard to give it up even after hearing Sam's announcement. Besides, she's fine. There's nothing wrong with hers, right? Hoarding is normal and fun! The more pearls are better. She can give it up whenever she wants. She just doesn't want to!]

[In case you were having a quiet day, here comes Momo to bring the noise!

He has the biggest, dorkiest grin on his face before deciding to go with a more devilish look!]

HELLO EVERYBODY! I'm Momotarou Mikoshiba! I'm 16-years-old and I'm looking for your ESL! [Yes he said ESL rather than A/S/L.]

Looking for girls ages 15-18. A year or so over that is fine too! Let's talk about our favorite foods and go look at beetles together!

[You won't hear them coming. You won't see their snare. The mistletoe bots are out and they're hunting you, two by two. You can run and you can hide, but eventually you will be caught, and then there's nothing left to do but kiss your way out!

Chapstick stations will be available.]

(OOC: Mistletoe Bots Info)

[The feed turns on to reveal a rather reflective looking Wally sitting on the couch in the apartment he shares with Artemis and M'gann. People will probably notice there's a plain, brown box with the word "souvenirs" written in black marker on it next to him.]

Does anyone really believe we're going to make it out of here?

[He pulls a pair of bells—the ones Robin wore when they had their team laser tag match—out of the box and begins to twirl them around in a hand. Honestly, he doesn't really know why he's asking people this. One moment he was going through the stuff he's collected since he's been in the dome, and the next he got the urge to turn the communicator on.]

I used to think we would. Back when Rob and Zatanna were still here. Before I knew what was really going on. Now I'm not so sure.

[He sighs, and shakes his head. He knows this is silly, the way he's been getting all sentimental lately. But he really misses home. He misses his family and friends that aren't here. He misses not knowing what the future holds for him.]

Sorry. I just... this place sucks. [And with that, he ends the feed.]

[Oh what a weird day of curiosity and... maybe... talking about things? He has a hankering for it, anyway, oddly enough. And hey, why not? He could go to Deanna, especially since she has offered numerous times, but he felt the need to broadcast this.]

Is there anybody who is really good at life stuff? Maybe... I dunno. We don't got any grandmas or grandpas around, I don't think.

[Yes if there were any around he would assume they would know all sorts of life stuff.]

I know you don't wanna hear from an asshole like me, but hear me out. Somebody good at figuring out how to do life stuff, I got some questions.

[It is morning and here is Momotarou, already wide awake and full of extreme amounts of energy! It's like his level of energy never turns off!]

HELLO EVERYONE! New people and not-so-new people, but mostly new people that Connie mentioned would be coming! I want to tell you about my most FAVORITE PLACE EVER in the dome, because you will probably like it too!

THE PET CAFE!

[Oh just the mention of it makes him feel all sparkly and full of glee!]

There are so many cute little animals and even the ugly ones are cute! There are even some that I've never even seen before, and don't really know what they are, but they're still really great! If you're feeling sad because you're in prison, don't be! Just hang out at the Pet Cafe and I promise you'll feel better!

[No you don't understand he just really REALLY likes animals so the Pet Cafe is super amazing to him okay!!]

[There's really no denying it anymore. Zatanna is gone. The only thing left to do is announce it and move on, right?]

Zatanna was around for a long time and I don't know everyone she talked to so, you should probably know she is... [She can't quite get the word "gone" out. What follows is a little more explicit and for those who didn't step through a glowing door recently it just may be news to you.] Trapped in some kind of see-through pod in the real prison while we're all in here having hay rides and dances in our minds. [Frustrated. Upset. Sad. Also greedy, but that's just the pearl's fault and really neither here nor there except that it ramps up just how much she wants her friend back!]

The festival continues. The dome's "sun" begins to set and the the sky is painted in gradually darkening shades until all is dark beyond the warm glow of the lanterns and sparkling of the colored lights on the rides and booths.

The speakers high above on the floating island begin to play soft, instrumental music and the dark dome flickers to life once more as projections of landscapes light the sky. They fade in and out every few minutes with images of cityscapes, deserts, seasides, mountain ranges in shades of futuristic, ancient, post-apocalyptic, foreign, and outer space. It may seem like a random assortment at first, but then the scene shifts again and just might take your breath away as you recognize what you're seeing. No people. No animals. But the landmarks are all there. It's a place you grew up or lived or worked or fought for or died at, and then it's gone again, fading into someone else's memory. Sometimes the scene is distinctly autumn-themed. Sometimes it isn't.

After an hour or so the scene shows another sunset and the sky goes dark aside from the sparkling of a starscape. New lanterns are lit leading a path to the beach where there's a large white open-style tent with a dance floor, the ceiling strewn with fairy lights. Flames light the fire pits and there are several cozy resting areas set up with plush cushions and thick candles half-buried in the sand for light. The music takes on more variety and life, perfectly suitable to dancing. Refreshments are available for those who've yet had their fill or simply need a moment to cool off away from the dance floor for a moment.

Happy Anniversary, Marina Nova!

You may have noticed the veritable fleet of maintenance bots zipping all over the dome throughout the night, working hard to clean up the dome and set up decorations for this momentous occasion. Come morning there isn't a corner left unfestive, with brightly colored garlands hanging across the streets and wrapping around the sector gates. Even the trees have been primped for the occasion, colors changing into rich reds and oranges. Strings of light hang from the branches and lanterns line the streets, here and there broken up by a pile of stacked hay bales perfect for taking a rest on.

Of course, that is far from all! There wouldn't be much of a festival without entertainment and your loving wardens have made absolutely sure that there's something for everyone!

( Let the celebrations begin! )

Enjoy!

[It's been a few days of his 'punishment' of having to help in the pet cafe. It definitely seemed like a strange punishment, but he wasn't going to complain.

So today, when he was done with his chores, he decided to turn on his communicator. He was sitting on the floor with the animals, a chair directly behind him. There was a kitten currently trying to climb his shirt and there was what must have been a dragon wandering nearby. Sitting on the chair behind him, if someone could read it, was a copy of Grimm's Fairy Tales]

As far as punishments go, there could definitely be worse. This one does have some benefits.

[The kitten mews]

Say hello.

[And he turns the kitten towards the communicator sitting in front of him so that anyone can see it]

[ The video opens on a man in his mid-twenties, fit and caucasian and brown-haired, complete with charming smile and the top of his orange jumpsuit tied around his waist. ]

I don't know what you're all complaining about. I think this is a great look for me. [ He flashes a pearly-white, rogueish grin. ] What do you think, ladies? Or gents. I'm not picky.

[Here's Percy looking pale and a bit... off. It's been a rough morning. One minute he's falling asleep in prison, then the next minute he's fighting the goddess of victory (and nearly dying), and then fighting Polybotes (and nearly dying again), before waking up in prison, right where he'd left off. But there was no way it had just been a dream.

When he speaks, his voice is hoarse like he'd been through a nasty coughing fit. The poison Polybotes had used against him hadn't been a joke and the experience was still fresh in his mind. Just thinking about it was enough to nearly send Percy back to choking and gagging.]

Okay, woke up confused and in pain. [A slight wince as he puts a hand against his throat as if that'll help.] I seriously don't know what's going on right now. Kind of having trouble figuring things out and my memories are all over the place.

[Nothing new for him.]

I'm, like, a decent percent sure that I'm not dying, at least. I mean, I could be wrong, but I sure hope not. I'd hate to die in this thing.

[Ah, yes. The dreaded orange jumpsuit is back.] Nico, we might need a sequel to that first shopping trip we had.