MarinaNova Asylum

DAY 177 : DAY POST

Good morning, inmates. Today is day [ 177 ] of the first generation. The weather scheduled for today is [ cool with scattered showers over the afternoon ]. We apologize for this inconvenience and have provided you with indoor entertainment as compensation. For this day only, the museum will host an exhibit on [ the history of self-stimulation through mechanical seismic activity ]. Please take this opportunity to further your education.

The following inmates have been found guilty of breaking the [ facility rules ]. Full details of their punishment will be transmitted to their devices shortly.

Peter Parker: Injury
Venom: Assault

Requested items for [ Jane Foster and Quinn Fabray ] are now available for pick up at the kiosk. Requested substance for [ Gamzee Makara ] is now available for distribution at the hospital. The requested items for [ Subaru Nakajima ] have arrived and will be placed in the agreed upon location.

Have a nice day.


(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Conscienti unless otherwise requested! And yes, there really is an exhibition on Vibrators Through the Ages at the museum. Enjoy! )

[It's party time, excellent! The festivities are at Lyrical, the karaoke bar in the third sector. Come sing, come delicious eat food made by the hostess and Elena and Rogue. But mostly, come to drink and be social.

EVERYONE'S INVITED. So post your threads and comment around! This party is about getting know everyone who comes!]

Hello everyone,

For those of you who don't know me, I'm Euphemia or Euphie, and I wanted to talk to you all about the school and the welcoming committee now that we've had a little bit of time to adjust to these new surroundings and situation. [She smiles softly, knowing all too well how big a shock all of this was. She felt it herself.]

[School]
I have spoken to the wardens, and I want you to know they do support education and organizations, so the school will continue. We have lost several classes [teachers] over the last couple of weeks, so please let me know if you are interested in hosting a class. It's all right if you don't have prior experience!

Some of the classes that we've had in the past or people have expressed interest in which we're looking for especially are mathematics, science, cooking, literature, various languages especially English and Japanese, and philosophy. Of course anything is welcome.

To our current staff, please resume your schedule as soon as you feel able, and if you want to make any changes let me know so I can update our catalog. If anyone has experience or the desire to help oversee the school, please let me know. I think it's best when we have a headmaster.

If anyone needs a catalog, let me know, and I'll have it sent to you.

[Welcoming Committee]
As for the welcome baskets, the wardens would rather not place them with new arrivals as Sentience had done. Instead, I'm pleased to say PM will deliver them through the Post Office. They will arrive a little later, but I think they'll still be helpful. Please let me know if you're interested in helping to prepare them.

For now they won't have the brochure since so much has changed, and it's still changing as we learn about this place. I don't want to provide anyone with incorrect information. Hopefully we can include it again soon.

I think that's everything. Please let me know what you think and if you'd like to help with anything.

(OOC: Add a class. See current school schedule. Add a school-related organization. More on the school. More on Welcome Baskets.)

[Welcome to Sector 0, home of the request kiosk, various facility buildings, and a wide array of street food stands.

Also, today only, it features a bright red photo booth. Just slip behind the curtain, press the button, and smile pretty for the snapshots it will take of you and whomever or whatever else you pull in with you. The photos will process and print inside the machine and spit out a strip of four photos for you to keep.

Take a picture. It will last longer...]


(OOC: Threads can take place any time of day, anywhere in Sector 0.)

[At first, one might assume PM sounds perfectly calm. But if the listener has a good ear, they may pick up that it is that razor-thin sort of calm that comes from being in a lot of pain, and possibly shock.]

Greetings. This is PM. We have a post office again. [A pause.] It is in Sector 2, but it will not be ready for business until tomorrow.

[There's another pause.] Does anyone know where the hospital is located?

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[OOC: Jack Noir caught her unprepared and was completely gross in her general direction. Violence and eye gore warning for the linked thread.]

[ So he was in a prison. He could handle that. So he was wearing an awful orange jumpsuit. He can handle that as well. So he was in a prison with Road, that was less easily handled, but he would. He'd have to.

What he cannot abide is the manhandling of his person. SOMEONE HAS STOLEN HIS HAT. With hair sticking up every which way, Bak punches the buttons on his network device, looking for an open feed, a brief vision of himself showing on screen before he swears and punches another button. Voice at last!

Ahem. ]

Welcome and greetings. I am the great and awesome Bak and whoever stole my hat can return it once. Do so quickly and you may be forgiven. Do not AND FEAR MY WRATH

[ click ]

((ooc: Bak will be lost in the maze at Två Park for a good portion of the morning. Feel free to action it up!))

[Gravity. There was gravity. This was fantastic beyond any sort doubt. There was no way that this wasn't a fantastic thing. So much time spent floating around aimlessly, having nothing to do but count the particles flying past and listen to the endless rambling of that space obsessed sphere. Finally he was somewhere. He didn't know where he was, but at least he was somewhere.]

Hello?

[his voice gets more excited]

Is anyone there? Fantastic place you got here, whoever I'm talking to... I just uh, ah, er, Just wanted to tell you that I'm here, on the floor. Completely unattached and disoriented from any sort of locomotion. Yup, just sittin' 'ere. On the floor. Waiting... Waiting.

...

Could... could someone come over here and pick me up?

I haven't the slightest idea where I am, but there's, huh. Hm. A floor. That should be a good enough starting point.

Yanno... I didn't mind the other place. And sure, this place has some pretty cool stuff, it looks like... but I coulda done without the prison jumpsuits. I was starting to get used to not having one. Then again, I guess it could be a lot worse... as in like, more like a prison back home. We're still kinda in a Club Med or something down here.

So, um... Who all's up for exploring and seeing what we got in person?

[ ♚ video ]

[ Why the long faces, People of Marina Nova? There is someone here who isn't as happy with this latest change in events but she was determined to do what she does best. Not only that, she is hoping that this would get the anger and frustration out of her system.

Sheryl Nome lives to sing --- and that moment she wanted to remind herself of the life she chose to live.

She was the Galaxy Fairy ... no matter what galaxy she is taken to.

The feeds start with a shaky view of the stage. It was the stage from the amphi-theatre. Moments later, Sheryl comes out and wearing an all too sexy bunny outfit. She turns to the camera and gives a coquettish smile and wink ... but when the camera gave another shake again, she frowned at the person behind the camera. ]

Hold still, Gino ...

[ Her Galaxy Fairy persona returned though as music began to play and she proceeded to dance. ]

EVERYONE, LISTEN TO MY SONG!


I am your white bunny
Jumping and diving in an innocent glide
The Milky Way spills in the galaxy
Hey, I want to eat that candy star

I am your black bunny
A rowdy sexy flag
If I show you my hip line it’s dangerous
At my wink signal, dive into my cleavage

Pure heart, go and violate my exposed skin
To the point that you can not be reborn
If you intensely struggle for it
The crying angel is, watch out, a demon

[You're in a new prison and free!

Well, free to look around anyway. Maybe you'll pick your pet up from the pet cafe or search the pile for your personal items before someone else gets to them first. You could be inspecting the barrier around sector six. Did you just hear something scratching it from the other side? Maybe you want to find the nearest clothing store and upgrade from prisoner-chic to something a little more you. Maybe you appeared somewhere awkward and could use a hand with that. It could be you're just wandering around, familiarizing yourself with the new space.

Whatever it is, you're welcome to do it here.]