MarinaNova Asylum

[It is a hot day. Sweltering and humid and for many it could feel pretty icky. It is around noon when a unfamiliar and obviously modified voice comes over the network. It sounds a little robotic, too high to be normal, but also manic, in a good way. Excited, amused.]

Anyone really fed up with the heat yet? I know I am. So here's your Declaration of War on Humidity. Park your butt on the number four and you'll get yourself a nice splash of color to cool you down.

[There is silence for some time, enough that one might even think that he disconnected. Then it comes back with a laugh.] Or you could just come over to Quatro Park and join in on the fun. [Then there is a disconnect. Someone could try to ask a question, but no responses will be given.]

( And now on location with Sunny McSpouts! )

{OOC: Water balloon fight! Richie spent the morning putting it together so it's forward-dated to noon and later. Two robots will be there making up more balloons as the day goes so they won't run out for a while and another is hiding in the park to throw balloons at random passersby. The coloring in the water is completely safe and washes out with soap from clothes, skin, and hair. Not that characters will know that at first. Have your characters wander in, get dragged by a friend, become an accidental casualty, anything you want! Mingle away the heat!}

[ It's a sweltering hot day under the sea! Luckily the wardens have provided the necessary means to keep cool: whether you're sunbathing at the beach, sniping your fellow inmates with a fully loaded super soaker or just cooling off under a tree with a cold treat, this is the place to do it! ]


(( ooc: Mingle away! You are of course encouraged to make your own posts and mingles for this event, should you want to! Event information can be found over HERE! ))

[It's dark, but it hardly makes a difference to a vampire. Only that the amount of traffic is significantly reduced. Which is fine. It's her turn to patrol sector zero, but she isn't alone today.

Sitting against a tree, she hums quietly, before singing a few lyrics to the song she'll have to perform, some time soon, in front of the dome. Not that she's looking forward to it, but she'll be glad when it's over. Nevertheless, it's easy enough to practice when everyone's asleep. Idly her hands stroke a small, orange, furry body nestled within her lap.]

Gathering stars, into my arms
I build up a fragile castle of sand
And utter a tiny pray for all the ones I love

[She returns back to humming, and stretching wide, yawns. She needs to do something to stay awake. Nails brush against the device, and after a moment it flickers on. The light of the screen is dim, but in the screen a couple blue and purple butterflies flutter around her. She pays them little attention, though. Instead, she lifts a small vampire bunny up, and forces one of his little legs to wave to the screen.]

Busa-kun is bored, so we were wondering if anyone's still up. Everyone who hasn't met him yet, for whatever the reason, say hi to Busa.

[ And here is one (1) Roxy Lalonde, a little hung over and a little disheveled, but in one piece. She switches the camera on the moment she wanders out of the apartment building and is totally not dressed properly for the weather but like she gives a fuck. She is positively beaming. ]

I slept the whole day long, and I am real regretful. Look at this shit. It's fluffy, it's white, it's wet and cold, it's the snow, the for reals Jack Frost, the goddamn Old Man Winter, would you take a fuckin' look at this??

Never saw snow before. And there's no way anyone else missed this, unless they also decided on the fly that sleepin' all day's the way to go, so I'm just sayin' shit you already noticed. But I don't care. It's diamond sparkle brilliance, ice queen beauty, off the handle prettiness, and this shit needs to be admired, you get it.

Pass on the eggnog and holiday cheer, and someone's gotta build a snowman with me. Anyone. Everyone.

( Closed action, Helix )

[Video; open ]

Hey, y'all. Happy holidays and uh... and all that. [ Unsure if he did that right. They don't do Christmas where he's from and that's very much the point of this transmission. ] I was thinkin', I bet there's plenty of us that don't celebrate th' way the Wardens've set this up. We've got people from all over the worlds after all, it'd be weird if everyone did it just like this.

How do you do it back where you're from? Do you celebrate... Christmas or is it somethin' else?

Oh, and uh... I'll be doin' a little celebration type thing of my own down at th' beach, if anyone wants to join. Just a little somethin' from back home... bring a cup, if you're comin' down.

[ Action; open. Aidan can be found down at the beach together with Helix. They've set up a fire in one of the fire pits and anyone interested will get an introduction to the godless earth-worshipping religion that Aidan is a surprisingly devout follower of. He can also be found scurrying over the dome throughout the day, delivering GIFTS to friend and foe alike! If your character isn't on the list but has some kind of CR with Aidan, feel free to assume they got something useful and generic like a pair of gloves or a scarf! ]

[ Sleigh bells ring, are you listening? In the lane, snow is glistening! A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight, walking in a winter wonderland inside-out snowglobe at the bottom of the sea!

The prison is sparkly-white on this fine, crisp day, covered in a thick, fluffy layer of pristine snow. Bots are keeping the walkways free and safe for organic travel, but it isn't hard to find spaces fit for snowball fights, fort-building or snow angels! If the chill gets to you, there's plenty of hot, seasonal beverages readily available, along with other christmas-y snacks. Maybe you'd like to visit the Santa exhibit at the museum, or do a little last-minute shopping for presents? Perhaps you're already set to celebrate the holiday!

Whatever it is you want to do, this is the place to do it! ]

(( ooc: Mingle to your hearts contents! Event info can be found over here! ))

Ladies and gentlemen, I have a proposal for you!

[Hikaru makes dramatic hand gestures towards a couple well dressed mannequins, as if he were the lady on Wheel of Fortune or something.]

Fashion. It's something we live with everyday. Whether or not you live with it correctly is a different topic completely. [Clears his throat.]

Anyway, my point is this: [He points you, anyone watching, listening!] Do you agree or disagree that this place is lacking in support for the fashion world? I'm not specifically talking about opening up a store. No, I'm talking about fashion events! Walking down the cat walk. Creating outfits to show off. Things of that nature!

A very long time ago we had our very own fashion show here. What do you say we make another one happen? The problem is that a lot of the people who participated in our last fashion show are no longer in the prison. Therefore, new people are very much needed! [He fist pumps!] Step right up, let's meet and gather up some ideas to make another stylish event happen!

[ this is her first time doing one of these without gran, and something she thought was going to be difficult for those very reasons is actually rather therapeutic, heartwarming -- a glance back at her roots, back when she was just adele stackhouse's weird granddaughter and not that fae who mingles with vampires. sookie contributes a few dishes from her gran's old recipes, along with something lafayette taught her to make. she's got all the tables in this part of trois park covered with checkered table clothes of varying colors, lots of plastic silverware, paper plates, cups, and napkins at the ready, and a stack of picnic blankets folded up on one of the benches for those who wish to sit on the grass instead of at a table. sookie even brought a long a mesh bag full of sports equipment -- or rather, a couple frisbees, a football, soccer ball, basketball, and even some hacky sacks. (she's not the sports type, but jason would always be off playing something with the other guys.)

hopefully she didn't leave anything out. hopefully this will help cheer everyone up some, both the new arrivals and those still dealing with the days they spent in that other prison. ]

[ time for round two! put em up, marina. chilly weather isn't stopping tox.

piter, though somewhat subdued due to recent events (nearly dying can put a damper on one's mood), is getting back to his usual weird self. this entails being rather exuberant about chemicals that kill people. it's a happy, safe classroom environment all around— and sure to be a good lecture is one on arsenic, one of those classic poisons that most everyone has heard of. ]( the poison of kings! )

(( ooc: tox is held in an open lecture format, so please feel free to mingle! piter has a thread here, q&a is here, and there's more information on the class here. ))

[ Today is a Great Day. Double-capital letters, underlined with sparkles and everything. You could even call it the Greatest of days and it shows in Aidan's face as he flicks on the video function. ]

I got some great news, guys! I talked to th' wardens earlier today, an' it turns out they'll sponsor us with equipment and plants for th' memorial garden! I went ahead and claimed a spot in sector 4, so we should be able to get started any day now!

So, uh... yeah! That's comin' along! Lemme know if you've had any more ideas since th' last meetin'.

[ Aidan can be found down in the sector 4 gardening plots all afternoon, working up a sweat through weeding both his own recently claimed plot and the one for the memorial garden. Extremely amazingly good mood! Gardening does the soul good! ]

(( ooc: MGC info post! Want to join? You're already a member! ))

Open

[Sam was glad to be back in the dome where he had more room to run and roam freely. Not only that but he had his bar back, his home and a comfort to many of the other residents of MarinaNova. For a while there he had been wondering if he were going to lose it a second time. Needless to say he was busy the first day back, double-checking for any damage, changes or things missing. It all seemed in order though, which was strange but... he wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth.

Speaking of horses, Sam was going to excuse himself between rushes, letting Buffy, Sookie-- or anyone else working at Merlotte's for the day--know he'd be back later. He trusted his employee's to keep watch of the bar while he did something extremely important.

That important thing was happily stripping down in his office and running quickly out the back on four furry paws before anyone was the wiser. He was one happy puppy, missing the ability to shift and run all over the dome even if it were for only two days. This was a major part of him, his freedom and stress relief. He felt alive and strangely content to sprint through the sectors. In the mean time he'd check in, as per usual, to see that everyone returned okay.]

( Closed to Sam Winchester )

( Closed to Buffy )

((ooc: Basically I'm leaving this open for anyone working to speak to Sam before or after the shift, or anyone to spot a collie running around. Others may speak to him at the bar in the evening if you want!! I'm open for just about anything and if your character would have been at the beach for some reason and would like to see Sam shift too, please talk to me and we can work something out! One or two people is A-Okay I just don't want a ton of people finding out.))

[Puck is... not up to anything special. Maybe. He's sitting somewhere public and outdoors, cross-legged, and at first glance it looks like he's carving in a thin piece of wood. At second glance it's noticeable that he's not using a knife, but rather moving his fingers up and down what's shaping up to be a flute-to-be, an occasional spark of blue magic working its way into the wood.]

[Should someone not be up and about early enough to observe this display of craftmanship, a while later Puck can be heard trying his new flute out. It's an improvised melody, or many melodies in a jumble - sometimes slow, but mostly the tune is fast and cheerful. He's actually quite talented at it. Nothing wrong with making noise early in the morning, right?]

[Calliope clears her throat. The arcade's first-floor cacophony can be heard in the background, though muffled. Even though she sounds like Caliborn, she's so very much kinder and warmer.]

Sooo... This is "Callie"! Thank you to everyone who donated or traded your chocolate to me while we were at the other place, and to those of you who offered me kind words. I hope everyone is alright, and made it back safely! [Though she hasn't heard from Roxy.]

... on that note, has anyone else noticed bruises and the sort being in different places than they were yesterday? It's rather peculiar...

Um, but, anyway. [She sounds a bit more nervous, now, voice a bit shaky and laugh with an edge of giggle on it.] It's not as though there's currency worry about, but if anyone would like to be repaid in kind and company, I'm on the second floor of the Arcade with some snacks. It's the one with the tables and the card and board games.

Maybe we could also play something together? Oh- and we can also go to one of the other floors, if anyone prefers a different game! This just seemed the most fitting place to start at, with the candy and soda...

[Calliope really wants to spend time with everyone and anyone.]

[This is a bigger deal to her than it may be for most; she's so convinced of her own horrific monsterly-ness that she feels like asking people to spend time with her is imposing. Part of her doesn't even expect anyone to respond or show up, beyond maybe her friends from home. Still, after she learned about Caliborn's little frypan rampage and constant attempts at upsetting people, she feels a need to try and cement herself as the green-eyed cherub who just wants to make friends.]

[That is why, true to her word, Calliope is camping out at one of the game tables. She's wearing a hoodie tugged up to somewhat disguise her appearance, but she's on the lookout for people who appear to be looking for her. There are long moments of keeping busy by shuffling skills and snacking on her small assorted collection of candy, too.]

[And, before she tries to put it off any longer...]

[Private | Filtered to Aradia]

Umm. Hello, dear. Would you like to, ah... [She trails off, realizing there are approximately two dozen ways to end that sentence, and she can't pick one.]

Uh, guys? I think I know what happened to the giant sea creature we had knock, knock, knocking on our lack of a door a few days ago.

[He pans the video down to what one of the street food carts in sector 0 is serving today.]

Too soon?

[Well, it's another of those orange suits marking a new arrival, huh? This one belongs to a young woman standing calm and looking straight in the camera with not a hint of nervousness. She might look a little like she has some bright pink gum in her hair. No -- more like her hair is bright pink gum. Very long bright pink gum. She's not exactly human.

Though she's lacking any sort of royal dress at the moment, viewers might notice a tall golden crown on her head as she speaks. The plain orange jumpsuit doesn't stop her from making an address in tones reserved for public speech, beginning with a gesture in the air with her arms.]

Citizens of Marina Nova!

Greetings! I am Princess Bubblegum of the Candy Kingdom in the Land of Ooo. I understand we've all been brought across some manner of trans-dimensional vortex to this...prison. If my calculations are correct, at this moment we could be any one of thousands of locations in the multiverse.

I implore any of my fellow scientists to lend me your insights into the workings of whatever technology allowed this. For the good of scientific knowledge, collaboration into the science behind this facility could lead to fascinating new discoveries for us all. If there is not already a scientific conference, let us establish one to exchange our ideas on this.

[Her voice takes on a more tender, personal tone.] Finn? Jake? Lady? Any of my people? [There's others she could say too, but--] If you're out there, worry not; I am certain we will get this situation under control.

[Now back to public speaking mode.] As for anyone else... Any personal anecdotes on this facility could be highly useful for my research. I thank you in advance for anything you are able to contribute!

[P-Bubs out.]

[Euphie's voice is soft and she omits the video this time, opting only for sound, which she very rarely does.]

I just wanted to thank everyone for their help in the other prison. I'm extremely sorry for the the things I said and did. I'm especially sorry to those I hurt and scared. I'm not feeling any of those urges anymore since we returned. I hope I never do again.

[She pauses, wanting to say more. Wanting to put it right. But what can she say? She called for the deaths of innocent people. She considers offering to leave the school to someone else's care, but she also doesn't want to burden anyone. In the end, there's not much more to say. She isn't looking for sympathy. She just wants people to know they're safe.] Thank you for your time.

[Private | Yuuki]
Yuuki, I... [Her voice shakes a bit.] Are you feeling better?

[Private | Housemates]
I would understand if you don't feel comfortable living with me anymore.

[ It's a wonderful, stormy day here in Squall Asylum and vacation time is officially over! Your gracious overlords have worked out a light itinerary for you today and they expect you to keep it.

Get in line to pick up your food rations for the day. Eat breakfast if you have time for it, or perhaps you'd rather skip this one time and save yourself the discomfort during the two hours of exercise that follow. Jogging, jumping jacks or perhaps impromptu team sports, whatever you end up doing you bet you'll come out exercised in the end!

Should you not want to participate... well. We have ways to make you join in. Anyone reluctant to get their heart rate up will get a helpful electric prod by one of the bots until they comply. Tough cookies.

Luckily you'll get a chance to wash off that sweat (hope you're not shy, the wash room can get crowded) before it's time for the silent game for an hour, followed by lunch. The day is not over yet though! There's still time for a couple of hours of hard labor tending to the crops, doing laundry or perhaps breaking bricks in the yard. To make sure none of the inmates are broken this is also the time for mandatory physical checkups — bots will guide you to the hospital. No ifs or buts. The violation of personal privacy is for your own good, we promise.

Isn't it nice, being in prison? ]

((ooc: This mingle takes place during all of day 222. A bullet-point for of the itinerary can be found here, where we also encourage you to direct any questions. Event info is here if you need it. ))

[ It's the middle of what could be the afternoon, could be early evening.

After Euphemia's post, Damara had sought Caliborn out. The princess gave her some sort of inspiration, some sort of idea, and after confirming the lack of a rules page on this device... she thinks it is as good a time as any to act it out. The lack of a rules page wouldn't be anything other than deliberate, she thinks, and though she does not know it, she's very right.

So she finds Caliborn. It's not hard; he's loud and colorful. And he himself suggests exactly what she's thinking: let's go kill Japanese people. But Damara insists on any person, so the two of them go off in search of a weapon. They find it in the kitchen: it is a heavy cast iron skillet. They were looking for knives, but Damara prefers blunt objects to stabbing, so there they go. They leave the kitchen, pans in tow, and wander the dome.

If you look at them, you'll probably get approached. If you try to walk away without commentary, the two will exchange a look and follow after. Their goal is simple: hurt as many people as possible by any means necessary. And considering there's two of them, they'll probably get to. ]

[[ OOC: Hello, Marina! Today, Damara and Caliborn are going to make attempts on people's lives. They won't actually succeed/ will stop before they get that far, but if you'd like your character to get injured, please specify in your tag that it's so, and how far you'd like it to go. Keep in mind too that another option is just getting threatened and talked to, so please let us know in your comment, or contact me on plurk. And also: fighting back is definitely a thing that will happen with any victims, but we'd like to request that no one actually succeed at stopping them, because we have plans for this. Otherwise, let's rock n roll! ]]

[ Closed to Jane Crocker, Jake English, and whichever cherub is awake at the moment ]

Where are you?


[ Open ]

Who wants to start some hardcore prison barter system? Give me your candy bar for my piece of cabbage or I'll shank you with my toothbrush, etc.

Actually, are we even still calling it "prison"? This place has a more backwater feel to it than MarinaNova, so I feel some slang is in order. "The slammer", maybe? "The clink" implies metal cell bars, so I don't think that's appropriate. "The big house". I don't know, I'm still relatively new to this life of crime shit. Thoughts?

[There are so many things Euphie would like to do today. She would like to inspire and reassure people not to lose heart in this trying situation. She would love to motivate people to work together, using their strengths to the best of their abilities. They could make their meals together! They could entertain each other. They could do so many things.

But, right now, there is one thing she wants more than any of that.]

Good morning, everyone!

I hope you all slept well. We have a lot to accomplish today, so we need to get started! Please look around and see if there is anything you can use as a weapon and then please use it to kill any Japanese people you find! And if you are Japanese it would be very helpful if you could just kill yourself!

Once they are all dead, dead, dead maybe we could play a word game!


(OOC: So, that geass (see also: compulsion) of Euphie's? It was "fixed" in game. Right now? It's unfixed and with powers off it'll be staying that way for the next two days which means she's going to be trying to kill all the Japanese inmates. I am totally open to having her hurt people and having her get hurt or locked up or encouraged or anything ever. Just no killing my girl. Aaaand go!)