MarinaNova Asylum

[You may see Shadow around the shops today, pushing a flat bed cart in the home and bed stores the proverbial IKEA had plenty of things he wanted and needed. A few large dog beds, several bedding sets and pillows galore.

Care to ask what he's doing?]

[The broadcast begins in voice only. Briefly there's the sound of static, followed by the sounds of fumbling.]

Oi!

[Finally the video feed clicks on, revealing the face of yet another pissed off new prisoner. Well, maybe a not so new face, but still a new arrival. He mutters something to himself in an alien language, taking a moment to look at his lovely new duds and anklet again before looking seriously into the camera.]

Of all the beings here, I probably deserve this the most. But, I want you to think about just one thing. Do you really want to see what happens with a confined Time Lord?

[Look at that! He's already lying. Well, stretching the truth a little bit. Now that he's finished threatening the wardens, he moves on to another topic. His expression softens a bit and he smirks.]

Now as I understand it, doing anything short of looking at someone wrong lands you here. Chances are I already know some of you. Apparently I have that effect on people. [He chuckles] Anyone match that description?

[ Inmates receive a message stating a destination and not much else. You will be asked to go to Quatro park if you've killed someone (or something) in cold blood. Murderer's, Serial Killers, Assassins or otherwise, will receive this invitation to therapy.

( Session details under cut )

((ooc: Basically if the Wardens would consider your character a killer then you'll be assigned to this group. Have fun! Feel free to tag around, threadjack, open up discussion or your own questions for the group or what-have you.))

Oh good. I've been here for a day and already there's some shenanigans.

[He's wearing a brown leather jacket zipped up and a centurion helm. His ears stick out under the helmet, somewhat pinned due to the weight of it but it looks oddly fitting on him.]

Baring anything better to do, I'll play along.

But tell me, inmates. Is there anyplace for a big cat like me to hunt?

[He flicks the video on, and the first thing you see is the curious gaze of a large black lion peering into the frame. His green eyes blink once before he settles again. It's obvious he's sitting on the branch of a tree, the light beaming through the branches casting him in a bit of extra light besides the shade he's in.]

Hello. My name is Matthias, although I'd prefer the name Shadow, if you don't mind. That said I'm just going to be frank. I am a human polymorph, or shape shifter. I'm not a threat to any of you unless you're a threat to me. Likewise I'll treat everyone with equal respect unless given a reason not to.


Hurr... Not entirely sure what else I should say then. I'm not not entirely sure what I should do here or where I'm supposed to find a place to stay, and I would like to find someone to stay with. If anyone is willing...

And...well... This welcome basket. Can I trade in all of these chocolates for jerky or something? I can't eat most any of this stuff.