MarinaNova Asylum

[This was something new, that was for sure. He’d had these… fainting before already, but this was the first time that it ended up taking him to a whole different place and not the Gate. So yeah, Alphonse was really confused. Once he actually read the welcome message, things became clearer but also far worse.]

Ah… excuse me… I know I did some bad crimes, but I can’t be here right now. Please, allow me to go back!

[He said that once he turned the video on, and anyone seeing him would notice a young voice coming out of a big suit of armor.]

[Video]
[the video opens to a winning smile from a boy who looks about 13 or 14]

Greetings, fellow inmates!

I've an important question to ask you all. Two, in fact. [he brandishes a smartphone, the screen of which is blank]

First, my phone is in need of sustenance. Does anyone have a Starkphone 3 power cord I could borrow for a time? I'm willing to pay!

Two, what's the Wi-Fi password? Though I suppose I shan't need that if I can't get a power cord.

[Action]
[he's poking about section 4, idly fiddling with his communicator while taking in his surroundings. He's wearing his standard costume of tunic and leggings with cowl and hood]

[he comments quietly to seemingly no one] You needn't look so disapproving, the internet can be a very important resource! And what better way to get to know my fellows than ask their help?

[[ooc note: be warned, I may have to do lots of backtagging!]]

[ A beach in an underwater prison seems a little odd. Despite having listened to the entire welcome message, Murata also wonders if the Shinou is at all responsible for this. ]

I think I should stop by and thank our wardens for such a thorough welcome; it certainly did answer most of my questions. They sound charming.

Anyway, it's nice to meet you all! I'm Ken Murata, a high school student. Please call me "Muraken"!

[After baseball/cheerleading practice, Kitty had been dismayed to see how many cheerleaders had been lost to the dimensional stabilizer glitch recently. She knew she had spoke with a few people at the school activities fair, but it was just down to her and Euphie now.

Since Euphie had enough on her plate with the school itself, Kitty had volunteered to step up and try recruiting and leading the cheerleading squad.]

[ video ]

Woo! [So, she was a little enthusiastic. Plus, it was looking like someone had replaced her usual necklace with one that had a purple pearl.] Who wants to be a cheerleader? I know you do! We're looking for a few good cheers to help encourage our baseball teams at the games. We practice on odd number days at 8 am, so stop by and check us out!

Also, we get to hang out with the awesome baseball teams during their practices on Day 9 at 10 am. [Wink, wink. Nudge, nudge.]

If you're interested in joining the squad, just let me know!

[ A punishment doesn't always have to be a terrible thing and Aidan is actually pretty excited about this potluck — not counting a small break for baseball, he's spent most of the day setting up and with a little help from his friends, the beach is looking pretty great. There are tables set up for the food, legs buried deep in the sand for stability and plenty of blankets and beach towels to hang out on. Candles are shoved down into the sand, ready to be lit as the sun sets and he's already got a good fire going in the fire pit, ready for barbeque.

With the waves lapping at the sand, the breeze in the palm trees and the slowly sinking sun, it really couldn't be a more perfect time for a casual party at the beach. Come one, come all, mingle away! ]

[It is still early in the morning, but there is someone who has been busy already. A strange urge had come over M'gann the night before, as if someone... something was calling to her. Given her telepathic abilities it wasn't completely outside the realm of possibilities.

So she had honored the strange call, leaving the apartment and heading out to find the source. It had taken her a few sectors over to Sector 6. Despite the danger of going into Sector 6, she had gone.

And what she had found was completely amazing!

Finally emerging from Sector 6 early in the day, she was fairly laden-down with something... and she had the overwhelming desire to share it with everyone.

So she immediately gets on the communicator to reach as many people as possible]

Good morning everyone. I went into Sector 6 last night and I found these wonderful pearls!

[She holds up one for everyone to see. It is purple]

There were so many of them that I thought I should share them. There are more than enough of them for everyone!

Come meet me in Tva Park and I'd be happy to give you one!

[Welcome to the start of the Siren Clam event! M'gann will be handing these lovely pearls in Sector 4 or she will come to you if you can't get to her. And there are "no strings attached"! Have fun and don't shoot the messenger.

Event info and plotting is here]

[The day that Michiru had been planning for for some time was now here! It was the music recital for the academy's music class. She was excited for this and she hoped that her students were as well.

The stage was set and the chairs had been set up. There were also refreshments. This was the best that she could hope for.

The recital is mainly for her students, but she might play a song or two of her own]

[ooc: Recital time! If your character is in the class, feel free to post a song that they would play for the recital. For those who aren't and even those who are, feel free to mingle around and enjoy!]

[Dream One : Monkeying Around]
[You're still in the dome. It looks like sector 3 except it's under attack. It's not raptors this time or giant octopi. It's robot monkeys. Well, technically, MONQIs. They can fly and shoot powerful blasts from their eyes. There are also a lot of them. Artemis is already on the scene pulling arrows from her quiver as fast as she can grab for them and shooting them into the hoard, but if anything it seems like there are more than there were a minute ago.]

[Dream Two : Child at Heart]
[Artemis is a bold, brave young woman, but sometimes she still feels like that even younger girl standing in her room, begging her sister not to leave her alone with their father. Jade will already be gone by the time you come in. There's just a very young Artemis with her teddy bear sitting on the blue bed spread in her simple room, decorated by Alice in Wonderland posters.]

(OOC: I'm open to things if anyone has anything specific in mind not listed here.)

[Dream 1]
Sarah walked through the Labyrinth. She just needed to get to the center… find her brother. A giant, fur-covered monster walked alongside her. Sarah kept talking to him when he suddenly disappeared. “Ludo?” she called out. THere was nothing for it but to keep going. And then things got really weird. Creatures jumped out and started singing about… taking body parts off? And not only that, they started juggling their heads!

[Dream 2]
Still in the Labyrinth… Sarah and Hoggle walked through a darkened hall. A beggar sat in the corridor. He asked what they were doing. “Nothing,” replied Hoggle. “Nothing? Nothing Tra la la.” The beggar stood and transformed into Jareth, the Goblin King. A confusing conversation later and then Hoggle and Sarah find themselves running from the Cleaners - a machine that will most certainly kill them

[Dream 3]
School. Lunchtime. Sarah always hated lunch. She didn’t have friends so she sat alone at one end of a table, ignoring the jeers and taunts. Just a few more hours and she could go home.

[There were a couple of interviews to take care of today, so the team split up to cover them. Kitty'll compare notes with Reid and Deanna later before the final decisions are made. For now she waits at the headquarters with M'gann for Percy to arrive. Apparently he's interested in the combat teams.

He shouldn't have much trouble finding his way to the conference room. Someone out front will direct him if need be.]

[You know the phrase about waking up on the wrong side of the bed? Well, today you wake up exactly where you planned to, just not how you planned to. Taller, blonder, now with dangerous and unpredictable powers? So maybe the phrase about not feeling comfortable in your own skin applies more today. After all, it's not exactly your skin is it?]

(OOC: Use this mingle to run into people anywhere in the dome. Body swap info.)

[The feed is dark for this mini break down, but there's a blond head bent down, fingers clutching at hair as a sound of panicked breathing reaches the headset. Eyes are closed tightly, and the teenager is visibly shaking.]

Too much! W-why all at once? Doesn't make sense...

[To the few who he spoke to the day before, they might recognize his voice, as hoarse and distracted and pain-filled as it was. And those he'd run into in person may as well.]

[Nothing makes sense to him right then, and he's curled up where he'd slept the night before.]

[Yesterday you may have noticed a young woman in an orange jumpsuit trying to beat the shit out of one of the kiosks. And, after taking one look at her face and the dents she's already made in the machine, you would have been very, very wise to stay out of her way. The Wardens can handle it, after all, and handle it they did. Today it's time for Korra to pay the piper.]


[ audio ]
What? Ew!!! I am NOT cleaning your pubic mats! That's DISGUSTING!

[Due to network maintenance, she may have, ahem, misunderstood her punishment.]


[ action ]
[After a great deal of trial & error and possible other inmate intervention, Korra is settled into the spa in Sector 3, scowling as she scrubs the baths.]

[Later in the day, once the latest wave of new arrivals had a chance to settle in, a giant INVITATION will be sent over the dome network. Giving the time and location of a massive Rave Party. Everybody was invited. Except the Wardens, because screw them.]

[Upon arriving, party-goers will be treated to a spectacular sight:]



[The whole of the indoors will be decorated, wall to wall, in these breathtaking glow-in-the-dark displays. The only other sources of light being the occasional octopus-shaped lamp sitting on the wall tables. Besides that, there will be boxes of Glow Jewelry already cracked and waiting to be worn.]

[The music playing from the speakers in every corner of the room carries a heavy bass beat to it. Perfect for cutting loose and making casual conversation all but impossible. You'd have to go outside for that.]

[Oh, yeah, and one more thing?]

[BYOB]

[ It is a gorgeous day down here at the bottom of the sea and what better day to have an Olympics! The obstacle course is set up, the towels are fluffed, the medals have been polished to a high sheen and every orange within sight has been sliced.

Okay. Maybe not every orange. A lot of them. Enough to fuel a whole prison full of athletes, so athlete away! We can't waste all these oranges! ]


((ooc: Event information can be found here! There will be no individual threads for the separate events, but you are encouraged and welcome to detail in your headers or starter tags what your characters are up to! ))

[ helen's day begins early. she couldn't sleep, knowing the day that has been creeping up on her. it isn't december 8th by the prison's standards, but by the calendar she's been keeping based on the day it had been in her world when she arrived, it's now december 8th, her daughter's birthday. she's been dreading this day, dreading the memories and heartache that will surely overwhelm her. she'd been intending to spend this day with jean-luc, but after not seeing him for a few days and being unable to even contact him, she has to face the truth: he's gone. she knows she could ask one of his crew, but she's hardly prepared to face them, not even data or seven. instead, she heads for james' apartment, but there's a nasty surprise waiting for her. normally, this would be the time she would bury herself in her work and she fully intends to do that. but the clinic isn't the place for it; the last thing she wants is for any of them to see how terribly she's taking this.

she does, however, leave a voice message for others, her tone controlled but with an underlying hint of the painful emotion she's experiencing today. ]

For those who knew him, Dr. James Watson has left.

[ at the clinic, she only stays for a few moments, long enough to drop an early-morning note on her desk for martha and her other volunteers saying that she's taken some paperwork with her but she won't be in for the next day or so. it's unusual, she knows, but she can't face anything at the moment. not today and perhaps not tomorrow.

she takes a few moments at the library, mostly to get a few scientific books that'll keep her occupied for a few days, and after both of those errands have been run, she heads back to the apartment she's claimed. she really needs a pet here, one that won't disappear on her.

later in the day, she can be found at the pet cafe and she'll be there for a few hours before she returns to the apartment once again. she's not likely to be social and might even be far more snappy than people are accustomed to from her, but she does actually need the company. for a time, she considers asking rose to keep her company, but thinks better of it. rose is yet another friend she might lose.

she can be found in any of these locations or anywhere in between. ]

[Audio | Encrypted to Defense Force]

[How often does she use audio instead of video?]

I want to make some changes to our structure, but this is up for discussion and input so don't go carving anything into stone yet.

We're having trouble balancing some of the combat teams with members leaving and the prison isn't exactly tiny, but it's not giant and sprawling either, so I think we should consolidate into two regular teams and a specialty, auxiliary team for sector 6 investigations.

I want to combine sectors 0, 1, 2 and 3 under Jack. And sectors 4, 5, and 6 under me. Then Jack and I both need to choose one or two members to keep trained and up to speed on everything. [In case we disappear.]

We'll work out who can also be part of the sector 6 team later once we get the kinks worked out of this. [Not a top priority.]

Deanna and M'gann I want to talk to both of you about the interview team. [Since she's suddenly alone there.]

We also need more volunteers on dispatch until we can get it restaffed.

[She clears her throat. She can get through the rest of this. One word in front of the other until she gets there.] I also want to make Data the head of the investigation team [the pause isn't long, but it is meaningful] since Dr. Spencer Reid is lost in the stabilizer.


[Audio/Action | Open]

Reid is gone. Keep your condolences. [This has been a courtesy call from his grieving girlfriend, and that's all you get. You might see her out working though. Keeping busy might be her friend right now. DF headquarters, training hall, library, educational facility, and yeah, the Devil's Compass.]


(OOC: Like she said, this isn't in stone yet, so keep your eyes on the Defense Force sections of the upcoming Sunday Speakeasys for more details! Join the DF here. Current roster. Notes on Reid's disappearance)

[Zatanna appears on-screen with the flattest of flat looks. Somebody finally got around to checking out her mixed tape so generously provided by their Robot Overlords.]

Okay, I'm all for puns and everything, but really? Really?

[Here, she holds up the case and starts reading off a series of tittles.]

Black Magic Woman.
Witchcraft.
Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic.
You Can Do Magic.
I Put A Spell On You -- and the version from Hocus Pocus, no less.
Oh Oh, It's Magic.
Abracadabra.
Do You Believe In Magic?
This Magic Moment
Could it Be Magic?
Magic Stick
Them From "Harry Potter" ...I hate you, just so you know.
Puff the Magic Dragon--okay, now you're just reaching. That one isn't even about magic!

[She looks up again, and yes, her expression has yet to change.]

Not very subtle, are you?

Also, am I the only one who got the bonus Criminal and Jailhouse Rock too?

[You won't hear them coming. You won't see their snare. The mistletoe bots are out and they're hunting you, two by two. You can run and you can hide, but eventually you will be caught, and then there's nothing left to do but kiss your way out!]

(OOC: Mingle until your lips are chapped! Information on mistletoe bots event.)

I don't suppose anybody's seen Bart around today?

I seem to have misplaced him. But not his candy collection.