MarinaNova Asylum

[It's a rainy day, but Richie is in a good mood because kung fu movies at the theater. Best kind of way to spend the day. But it's not as fun doing it alone when you can do it with friends or random strangers. Especially when it's the kind of movies you can laugh about because they're so terrible they're great. It's early afternoon and he's loitering a bit in the lobby before getting on the network.]

It's dreary outside, but that doesn't mean we can't do something fun, right? If they're going to show kung fu flix, we should be taking advantage of it. Watching classic kung fu with the terrible voice overs is almost as fun as watching cheesy horror movies. Anybody want to join me? We can make a marathon of it. Ko, bro, you should definitely swing by.

If you get here soon you'll catch the big end fight of The Booming Insect, and you won't miss the beginning of Master of Swinging Death Trap.

{OOC: Come on and all to the movie mingle! These two movies shown above and these other three are the ones Richie will be watching. Anyone is welcome to join and mingle amongst themselves. If you want to speak to Richie direct just tag action or video on the thread I'm including below.}

[In pleasing contrast to the growing exhaustion that is becoming routine, Saya woke full of energy. She even beat Hei out of bed and wasted no time with silly things like appearance before venturing out in search of breakfast, hair finger-combed and feet bare. (Fortunately she had the presence of mind for a simple sundress, but only just.) She's bouncing, near literally, from restaurant to restaurant, ordering a full compliment at each of them and barely sitting still long enough to clean the plates before hurrying to the next. She can't seem to stop laughing...]

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[It's difficult to pinpoint when or where, but at some point she changed her mind entirely. Her disinterest only applies to the mundane sort of food, though -- a drink sounds like just the thing, from a willing donor or... perhaps, unwilling might be fun... or a fight, maybe. Just someone to play with. She'll decide on a game later.]

[Her stalking around is mostly outdoors, and in between playmates she's busy tearing apart the hems of her dress, alternating long, slow threads and short, jagged rips as her mood suits. As soon as she spots anyone, Saya starts her approach -- whether they want company doesn't especially matter. C'mon, it'll be fun.]

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((OOC: Obviously emotions may vary, but generally if you tag her in a restaurant I'll assume you want gigglier Saya and anywhere else you want the seductive playful Queen Saya. Attacks or blood-drinking are very possible if you want them but I will only do so with OOC permission))

[Spike's words from the luau had lingered in her mind ever since he said them. What she looks like doesn't change the person she is. These were words she'd always hoped to believe in, but always fell short of being able to stay strong in her faith. But those troubling self-conscious feelings that normally plague her seem distant and faint today. Quite frankly, she couldn't feel more comfortable in her own skin today. Her real skin.

So it's with a smile on her lips that this feed starts, and she gently adjusts the lens to center herself in frame. Her dress is not the only blue thing in view, that's for sure.] So, Spike! You wanted to know.

[She spins a circle, flashing a white smile.] This is what I look like. Really look like.

So now you know. [As does everyone else.]


[OOC: Raven can also be encountered doing very normal things all across the dome today, from groceries shopping to a walk in the park. The only thing not-usual about her routine today is that she'll be doing it all while carelessly blue.]

[ It was mid-morning. The sky was clear and it was a (not so) very blustery day. It was cool but it was always cool. It was neither too warm nor too hot.

Lukewarm.

And that was just how Bak preferred it. Especially since he had in hand his very important, extra special concoction of wonderful forgetfulness on hand! Bak could stand teasing, but even this was getting ridiculous.

Hefting the bag a little higher so it fit snug into the crook between elbow and shoulder, he stepped off into wild world of Marinanova and promptly had to grab onto his hat.

Opps. He always forgot about that step down.

Taking another step, he nearly tripped again, this time on a rock. Frowning, Bak starred at the offending piece of debris and then he kicked it.

And yelped.

And then held his foot, dropping his bag in a near blinding rush of ”Eeeek!” as he dived for the paper bag, watching as with a POOF half of the contents disappeared into the wind, leaving him sneezing and dazed on the ground wondering what the heck had just happened. Clearly, his own formula had been getting the best of him. It happens when one sneaky scientist messes with the formula and Bak spent the better part of the morning putting the final touches of the mixture together.

Heightened emotions indeed.

Bak will rue this day assuming he survived it. ]

((ooc: Consider this post an open mingle and the start of the Marina Feelings Roulette Event! Creating your own posts is, as always, highly encouraged. And, unless you got an extra hefty dose of it right off the bat (re: by being in proximity to Bak when it happened) feelings should gradually start to go haywire later in the day with strongest feelings in the afternoon and tapering off again as evening descends. For more info on the details, please go here. Have fun!))

[ although the morning's rain prevented them from getting an early start on setting up, quinn and rebekah have managed to pull everything off in time for the dance to start. there's tables to sit at when you don't feel like dancing or enjoying the surf, lots of hawaiian-themed snacks and desserts to eat, grass skirts and leis available for those who wish to wear them, lanterns and torches everywhere, with live music provided by quinn, oz, jack, lacus, and anyone else who wishes to get up and sing!

the only thing this party's lacking is the booze, per quinn's intentions of having this be an alcohol-free party. however, that doesn't mean someone isn't going to spike the punch when she's not looking, so if you were planning on doing so -- have at it!

so, go ahead and dance it up with your dates, mingle with some new cr, hop around, and threadjack to your heart's content. festivities will carry on until sometime after midnight when clean up will commence. enjoy! ]

[video];


[The feed opens centered on Tear, professionalism nearly flawless-- it's not nerves, so much as simply not being used to do this. At least her even tone doesn't betray her]

There are several people I recall responding to Pepper Potts' initial planning of a book club some time ago. With Ms. Potts now gone, Peggy Carter and I have decided to continue with its organization, and so we would like to know who may still be interested. Of course, arrivals since then or anyone else hearing of this for the first time, as well.

Thank you.



[action]; sector 5, afternoon


[With the rains over, she can be spotted making a round in the Memorial Gardens to see how her recent flowerbeds have fared-- it's a familiar activity to boost "rehab points"-- before migrating to the Graveyard, taking a few moments before the solitary pillar there, and the tiny little plot in front of it. Like the other beds, it's too soon for anything to have sprouted, though the rain will certainly help.

Maybe it's because some names engraved there are personal, or maybe because there's nothing here for them yet, that she kneels down after a time, not bothered in the slightest by the still wet grass as she starts to set glyphs circles and craft a few of the crystal flowers she made for Garcia the day before. They'll last no more than a week, but they're at least something.

She's actually not averse to company now, and wouldn't be surprised by anyone coming; the magic-like lights and runes are definitely visible from a distance]

[[ooc: putting this down before heading to work, will get to replies later tonight o/]]

[ A redheaded Japanese girl can briefly be seen fumbling with the headset. Then there's a shot of a park, then there's a blur of indecipherable colors. At that point, the transmission ends.

Five minutes later, Sora appears again, looking sheepish. ]

Man, these things are hard to figure out! Okay, but anyway, here's what I wanted to say--

This isn't right! I mean, yeah, I did all those things technically, but if I didn't then the boys would have kept oppressing the girls and everyone would have kept suffering! Isn't there some kind of exception for situations like that? Can I do a plea bargain? I saw that on TV once.

[She is sitting in the pavilion, watching the butterflies flittering around in awe before she decided to try and reach out to someone. She isn't paying as much attention to whether the transmission is audio or video, as long as it is heard.]

I didn’t know that they had butterflies in prisons. But I guess, this doesn’t seem like the kind of prison that Dad talks about back home. It’s like a really strange dream, but…[She doesn’t know why she would imagine a dream like this.] I know I did something bad, but I really didn’t mean to. And I really don’t want to do it again. [She doesn’t say she won’t, because she knows she isn’t normal. She can’t make those kinds of promises.] Can’t I just…go back to my Dad? He’ll make sure I don’t do anything.

[She’s quiet, unsure for a moment.] It’s better if I’m not here. I was better where I was.

[She doesn't expect a response, but still...] ...Is anyone there? If I'm talking to myself, I'd at least rather know about it.

[With modly permission, here's a new mingle for the event to make it count for the next AC. OOC details here.

And psst, remember that Puck isn't altering anyone's mind: no character will actually believe themselves to have always been a zombie hunter/cop/what have you.]

( It's like a movie; it's a B movie show )

[And thus we have ourselves an event. Details here.]

My designation is Seven of Nine, Tertiary Adjunct of Unimatrix 01 and I am 25 years of age. I am a Human-Borg Hybrid, a female of the Human species, and my last known coordinates were located in a region of space approximately 65,000 lightyears from Earth. The year was 2375. I have been imprisoned since Day 184.

[ she opts against stating that her name is annika hansen, despite giving it out to a few people. data. caroline. and saying that she's a human-borg hybrid is a simpler, condensed version of what she is and an explanation she tires of providing. ]

I have shared this information about myself in order to provide that which I am about to ask. In order to better understand the correlation between various worlds, dimensions, and timelines present, more data needs to be collected. Please answer the following questions:

What is your name? How old are you? What is your species? What was your location prior to your imprisonment? What was the year? On which day did you arrive?

Thank you for your time and cooperation. It is... most appreciated. [ click. ]

[It's day two since Zero's return to Marina. After spending day one in the quiet of his room, attempting to sleep off the worlds worst headache, he's feeling well enough to venture out of his room and into the facility. There are several things he needs to accomplish today, putting him all over the dome at various times this afternoon.

He needs to check in and get himself back on the Defense Force.
He needs to see if he can get Chanel (Kaoru's ferret he held onto for Hikaru) from the pet cafe.
He needs to visit the horses at the stables.
He needs clothes and other necessities from Bull's Eye.
He needs blood tablets from the convenience store.

He also needs to do an initial count of the number of vampires currently in the dome. A process that will likely take all evening. Sector by sector he moves, some he doesn't need to see in order to place their name and face on his mental list in his head--just knows their presence and they are familiar from sometime during his previous stay here. Others he sees and knows they are a vampire but hasn't learned their name yet--but their face is placed on his list. The last group, the ones he doesn't see or recognise, those are the ones he'll have to keep an eye on until they emerge from their homes. He just knows they are there. They can't hide from him, even if they wanted to.]

[ooc: Feel free to approach him wherever you want.]

Video

[Anyone remember seeing that white creature moving around the dome yesterday? Well, try as you might, you aren't going to find it. At least that is the hope.

However, a late introduction from someone who didn't seem to be around yesterday. M'gann has her restraint off and her powers are back! So have a red-headed freckle faced girl over communicator]

Good morning everyone. I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier. I managed to find a few friends of mine so they were helping me get settled in. My name is Megan Morse.

This is some place, isn't it? I wouldn't think there would be so much in a prison. Apartment buildings, pets, it's amazing. I looked at the map, but I really need to get out and see what else is here. I'd rather not be in a prison, but for having to be in one, this isn't too bad.

Also it is normal for there to be days where there are food carts? I can't wait to try some of the pastries the warden was talking about.

[ooc: Action is also available for Young Justice crew at the apartment]

[Wherever you go, there they are—sneaky and hidden and biding their time, waiting until they find you all two by two, and then closing in. Happy Mistletoe Day!]

(OOC: Read this for all the details.)

[For her roommates she will be in the house for part of the day, or outside tending to the things she likes to do outside. Either one.

For anyone else that may unsuspectingly run into Jane Crocker this fine day, she is running around town or has just taught her cooking class. Maybe this is happening in cooking class? Whatever the particular person in question is doing while Jane is near.

She heard the announcement earlier in the day, and the absolute look of dread the pulled across her face. Roxy was gone only two days and she was going to be planting her lips on other people if she got caught. SIGH.]

( closed action for damon salvatore )

open action!
[ you can catch elena upset and angry and walking back to her apartment in sector four this afternoon, or perhaps in the library, where she's picking out books and glaring at them. later on, you'll find her at the bakery curled up with a cup of coffee and writing very intently in her journal. she's in kind of a put-out and sometimes snarky kind of mood. she hasn't entirely figured out the purpose of this holiday yet, and frankly she'd like to avoid it as best as possible.

so obviously you should make sure that doesn't happen. ]

[Sam will carry on like normal today, totally unaware of what fate may befall him on this day of smooch inducing robots.

He will be mostly around Sector 4 or inside Merlotte's. He will often go for a walk or head out to gather supplies or such things like that so anything is possible.]

((ooc: I'm totally open for a bot getting into the bar as well, I feel there's enough traffic to say it could slip in. So if your character is hanging out in there feel free to note it in any of your tags elsewhere even if it's not with me! Also if you did not plot with me, don't fret, tag me anyway!

State if you want non-smoochie CR or a MEGAbot in the title please ♥ ))

((OOC: In lieu of spamming with posts for all 8 of my characters for kissing purposes, I'm putting up prompts for them all on this one action post! Links are below I may tag around in other posts/the mingle too, but if you want any of mine for the event PLEASE PLEASE DO TAG! I want every single tag for this event!

I don't care if they haven't met yet! Absolutely do not be shy! Also, if anyone wants to call my kids on the network or do non-kiss threads, just indicate such and I'm happy to! Threads can take place at any point in the dayweek, and almost anywhere in the dome.

Links:
+ Lacus Clyne: Everyday walking around prompt | Hot springs prompt for the adventurous~
+ Zelgadis Greywars
+ Cross Marian
+ Penelope Garcia
+ Komui Lee
+ Tony Stark
+ Saya Otonashi
+ Michael Westen))

If anyone's wanting to spar with swords or -- other abilities, I might be interested.

[He'll be in the athletic complex, with his sword and a spare he made for just such an occasion. Saber should be by soon, but he's happy to kill time with whoever before then.]

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[Voice - Private separately to Dirk and "Li"]

I finished your blades. I'll be in the athletic complex for the next few hours.

Happy Anniversary, Marina Nova!

The bots have been busy cleaning up the dome and setting up decorations for this momentous occasion, and by now there isn't a nook or cranny left un-pimped! Bright blue MarinaNova flags wave happily in the artificial breeze together with the colorful ribbons that have been wrapped around poles. The streets are illuminated by strings of lights and paper lanterns and each sector gate has been lovingly decorated with fragrant flower garlands.

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!