MarinaNova Asylum

( Somewhere between heaven and hell a soul knows where its been )

((OOC: The thread with Spike contains violence of the vampy persuasion and all the threads contain bloody gory horribleness and assorted triggery things.))

( tl;dr introspection :P )

----- Sector 2 -----

[ The Sector is -- was -- her chosen place of residence after all. Sasha visited the Library, seeing if there were new books that had arrived.

Should she spot anyone -- whether it's a familiar or a new face -- she'll approach them from the side. ]

Excuse me -- do you have anything to recommend among the new fiction books?


----- Sector 4 -----

[ Toting a book or two, she heads to Bean Crushers for some tea and snacks. Her attention would mostly be on the book, but she looks up from time to time, watching people go by through the window, or just briefly look at whoever passes by her table. Anyone meeting her eye will be greeted with a small nod and a friendly smile. ]


----- Sector 5 -----

[ The day is almost at an end. While perhaps it would be more fitting for her to return to her "home" in Sector 2, she feels that she has to bid the place farewell. There won't be anyone looking for dinner when she returns there after all. Sasha therefore finds it fitting to spend time at the Prayer Facility and find peace in her sadness.

She doesn't leave right away, and like when she spent time at the café, she sat at the back- and corner-most bench in the facility, so as she can watch people come and go. She might not have the appearance of a holy person, but she does have that warm aura that might tell you that, hey, maybe she can listen if there's anything troubling you. ]


(( OOC: Pardons for the tl;dr, but here be Sasha of Saint Seiya: The Lost Canvas with her Marina memories from Day 191! /o/ ))

[ This guy's lips are drawing funny lines and curves which paint him a picture of NOT HAPPY.

Jumpsuits aren't his thing, unless he's wearing one for porno filming purposes in which case he'll be taking them off anyway. He could be bothered by many other things like, the day being two-hundred-and-thirty-freaking-one, or that there's a floating rock in the "sky", or that the dome looks completely different.

But no.

Gabriel lets out a huff, brings his hands up, then down heavily, shaking his head. ]

This?

This. Sucks.

[ He shrugs as a server bot handed him some sweet and spicy skewered thing and he takes a big chomp out of the thing. ]

'Least the food's still free, and it still tastes like it'll shut your innards down at any time.

[ He finishes off the meats on the skewer with a smack of his lips, and managing a bit of levity -- ]

So! When did the renovations happen?


(( OOC: Gabriel from Supernatural, with memories from his previous stay in the old dome X3;; Hello~ ))

[ video ]

[ his face is stern when he finally turns on his device, broadcasting to the dome at large and none too pleased at this newest state of being but hoping to root out any others who may have escaped his notice. It would not surprise him in the least if others of his crew were hiding. ]

It appears as though our captors have decided to flee before answering any of our questions. I may not be able to immediately get to the bottom of this incident, but you can rest assured I will do everything in my power to get each and every one of you back to your homes where you rightfully belong.

[ and then he flashed a smile ]

In the meanwhile, I suggest you take it easy and relax while you can. There’s no sense stirring up trouble before we even know where we stand, wouldn’t you agree?

[ and trust him, he fully plans on digging up as much information on these wardens just as soon as he regroups with his crew. Don’t think he hasn’t seen that directory. Signing off the air, he immediately sends out a second call, directly to Jean-Luc Picard. ]

[ private to Picard – audio ]

Captain, this is Riker reporting for duty. Have the others checked in, already?

[ he has no way of knowing they have no need to. He simply sees them in the directory along with a few other people of potential interest. ]


((ooc: Riker from Star Trek: The Next Generation is taken from Season 06x24 – Second Chances. Action available for anyone who’d like to run into him at the store getting a change of clothes or standing outside the kiosk in sector zero!))

—off me!

[ It’s unclear whose communicator clicks in, allowing for the view of one very petite, very pissed off teenage girl shoving a handsome older man away from her to be broadcast. What follows can only be described as a comedy of errors when the shove yanks her along as well, swearing up a storm as it becomes clear a handful of her hair is caught in the zipper of his orange jumpsuit. ]

Hey! Watch it that's... [ Dean laughs because however much he knows Saki can kick his ass, this whole thing is laughable. Shoved fist thing in the morning because he happened to cop a cuddle and now she's stuck to him. He'll have words for Conscienti, mark 'em!

... Just as soon as he remembers how the heck he ended up in Saki's bed. ]

( Read more... )

((OOC: Joint post for two former inmates! Saki is in this colour, Dean is in this one. Behind a cut only because it was unexpectedly huge. Feel free to direct responses to one or both of them, and threadjacking is encouraged across the board.))

[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! ))

[The feed opens up and focuses on the blue teen and for anyone familiar with him they might notice he's a little pale. His cheeks are flushed a darker blue though and his nose looks a little sore from blowing it all day and the day before. It's clear he's feeling under the weather and has the sniffles! Which leaves him looking fairly miserable and tired.]

I hope you all enjoyed your gifts. [Stuffed up and pathetic sounding.]

Needless to say I am not going out in the snow ever again. [He wiggles his nose and winces a bit as a sneeze comes on. There's a bit of a struggle before there's a loud "ACHOO!" and the device falls off his face and onto the bed. There's a soft "Ugh" before he picks it up and brushes the off button with his thumb.]

((ooc: I'm open for anything, he's not really gonna want visitors but I'm sure Aidan won't object if someone wants to bring him tea or soup or something.))

[Sougo has an innocent looking smile on his face.]

I heard the announcement this morning that it's new inmate day. I'm here to help.

If you're looking for an [A dramatic pause] S-cort for the day, [Holds up this chain.] I'm your Mas- I mean, I'm your guy!

[The old man on the screen looks dangerously calm for having just arrived in an undersea prison. Saetan has taken the time to find an elegant, old fashioned looking suit before switching on his communicator. Not only that but he has actually arranged himself in the library, and looks as at home and in control of the situation as if he were in his study. He does not look like a frightened new prisoner, which is entirely the point. He's not someone who is used to being powerless and being held captive is not about to make him change his attitude. When he does speak his voice is like thin ice, dark and cold with something deadly lurking underneath.]

I’d like to speak to someone in authority, immediately. I heard your clever little announcement, and you obviously know who I am. Prisoner or not you should respect me enough to speak to me face to face. I’m going to find where you’ve taken my Jewels eventually, and it would be in your best interest to resolve all of this before I do.

[ Another day another dollar Criminology class. For once there's nothing distracting the young Agent, which is a good thing indeed considering the mass of info he has to cover in today's class. ]

( In today's lecture… organized and disorganized killers. Standard trigger warnings apply.  )

(( The Criminology Class is held in an open lecture format, meaning that there's no ic signup process involved! Feel free to mingle at your leisure — email notifs are off but Reid has a thread HERE if you wish to hit him up. For more information about the setup and purpose of the class, go HERE. The attached links are a full account of the entire lecture so feel free to use them as topics of discussion! ))

( Closed action // Rose )

[ OPEN ACTION - Late afternoon onwards ]

[ If this had been any normal day he would've blown off work in order to shag himself into a coma, but this isn't just any day. This is the first day of freedom. The first day without that blasted chip zapping his skull soon as he looks at a hot, pounding vein. He can't stay cooped up inside when the demon screams in his chest like this and although he has every intention of laying low for the time being he needs to stretch his legs. Take the bloodlust for a walk. Maybe he'll even bump into Xander-bloody-Harris and give him a well-deserved punch to the face.

Find him in Sector 4, 0 or 5 on the way to work or later through the night at the Blood Shack.  ]

((ooc: NSFW content in the thread with Rose is pretty much a guarantee! Stalk at your own risk! ))

( Background blah blah )

[Video]
[Lacus is wearing her familiarly serene smile, but nothing else is as it usually is. Her typically free-flowing pink hair is tied back tightly and she's wearing workout clothes.]

I seem to find myself without someone to train with me to further my study of self-defense and other fighting styles. Is there anyone who might be willing to assist me in this? I'm quite a fast learner.

[Video | Private to Data]
[This really has nothing to do with training, but she's been meaning to ask for some time.] Data? If you have a moment, I have a proposal for you.

[Action]
[Anyone who happens by the athletic field will find Lacus doing some weight lifting. Not too impressive except that a petite slip of a girl who looks for all the world like she'd be blown over by a strong breeze is bench pressing a ridiculous amount for her size.]

[But strength isn't her strongest suit; that would be her speed. After weights, she attaches some laser pointer looking things to her pink haro, sets them to fire at quick, variable intervals, and then practices dodging and accuracy -- she dodges the red pulses, has to strike the blue. The result is somewhere between marital arts and complicated gymnastics, but with her enhanced balance and reflexes she makes it look like dancing.]

[The display eventually makes its way out of the athletic complex and across the public areas of the dome. If she happens close to anyone, they'll hear a polite and calm "Pardon me, please!" before a blur of pink-haired girl backflips right in front of them. But she's happy to stop and chat; the program has a pause.]

((OOC: Content warning in the linked thread for violence and sadism))

[Sam has encouraged his employee's to take the holiday off to go and enjoy the snow or festivities while they last (This is part of their gift from him). He won't force people to leave if they insist on working but Merlotte's probably won't be very busy anyway.

Later this evening he'll close the bar down for a christmas party he's throwing for his employee's. They've been told they can bring one guest of their choosing, be it a friend, significant other or a family member! Food, drinks, music, gifts, the whole shebang just for his wonderful volunteers. Happy Holidays!]

( Gifts below cut )

((ooc: I am open for other people tagging Sam outside of Merlotte's for gift giving or otherwise!))

( 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! ]

[Helix will be bundled up tight and out delivering his gifts to people, nicely gift wrapped or tucked in holiday bags. Some of you will get yours face to face, others (like his enemies for instance) will have theirs left on a doorstep or where they can find them. Feel free to run into him, even if he doesn't have a present for you!

Be forewarned, at some point once he's done playing santa he will start a snowball fight!]

((ooc: Basically this is a catchall post, open to anyone and everyone. We can thread out gift-giving or handwave it's up to you! Feel free to note he pelted some passerby with snow or just wander up and have a cup of cocoa with him. Anything goes!))

[Hey look it's Christmas. Holidays are something Tyki tends to try and shirk away from but there's no escaping on trains to other cities when you're stuck again in an underwater dome. So while he'd love to spend most of his hours in the sweet comfort of his bar (and he will,) he does have a few people to seek out today. Gifts are worth giving when they accompany flirtatious behavior and pretty women. So it's not so much of a surprise when the majority of these "gifts" are to said pretty women.

And well, Spike, whose outstanding survival of impromptu brain surgery has Tyki setting aside a good rack of booze to take to him later. Strong, strong stuff. Only the finest for fellow murderbros.

He'll be at the Devil's Compass through-out the day with the occasional exception. If you hate holidays, come drown your sorrows. If you'd prefer to celebrate with drink and friend, come as well. Just don't sit next to the sad souls, if you'd please.]

( Private to Kitty Pryde )

( Private to Penelope Garcia )

[ 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! ))

[ 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. ]

[Bro’s been a very busy man as of late! Though it’s true he spends a good amount of his valuable time harassing babyself and co., he has other important things to do. Plans to set in motion. “What kind of plans?” you might ask.

Let me tell you right now that you probably don’t want to know.

But regardless, you’re going to find out.]

Yo.

Aight, I got a pretty damn successful business back home and I’ve been thinkin’ of opening a storefront here. I like havin’ shit to do. Keeps me honest and all. But given the…nature…of the store in mind, I figured I should test the waters and I got a few questions.

If you ain’t too busy, mind if I hit you up?

…I’d say only 18 and up need respond but since it don’t seem like you gotta be legal to drink here, I’m guessin’ the age restrictions on the distribution of pornographic materials also ain’t countin’. So go ahead, I guess.

What a fuckin’ lawless den of iniquity.

[ooc: So if that wasn’t clear, Bro is hoping to set up an adult novelty store (pretty much a retail outlet for his smuppets and other sex toys) in Marina!! That’s what the questions he ask will be about and, provided your character looks/sounds over 16 (Bro actually does have some limitations to his grossness), they will be potentially embarrassing and deeply personal things like: are you in a relationship, are you sexually active, do you look at porn (on the internet, in print, etc), have you ever used a toy before on yourself/on someone else, is there anything that would enhance your sex life here, things like that.]