MarinaNova Asylum

[Video | Private to everyone excluding Kitty the elder]

[The video goes out in the morning, before all the therapy and inevitable drama. Ianto looks predictably business-like even for this message.]

Hello. I know it seems like it's shaping up to be a busy day this morning but it's also Kitty's birthday. We'll be hosting a party in our flat this evening if anyone would like to stop by. It's a surprise, so please try not to utterly ruin that aspect for her in the few hours between now and then.

[Open Action]

[Fastforward to evening and party time. Somehow Ianto has found the time between therapy sessions to get the apartment he and Jack share tastefully decorated and throw together some food and, of course, coffee. He's not sure how many people will be feeling up to this after spending the day talking about their problems but even if no one attends he suspects she'll still appreciate the gesture. He's told Kitty to come over for drinks and talking, conveniently leaving out the bit where people are going to jump out and yell surprise when she arrives.]

[This group therapy session takes place in an appropriately-sized study room in the Education Center. There is one large oval table for everyone to sit at, and a smaller snack table off at the side.]

[The session is divided into two parts.]

PART ONE: Mourning Yourself
Discussion
— Did you harbor any regrets before your death? And if so, is there anything you can do for them with your newfound time?
— Do you know how you died? How did you learn? Did you arrive near-death, or did you hear about it from a friend? How do you feel about the particular details of it?
— Who or what killed you? Have you forgiven it or them? Why or why not?
— Is there anything you wish you could change? Why? Discuss.

Activities
— Write your own obituary or eulogy. Once you've read it out loud, you'll be invited to burn it with a bot-offered candle. (The bot will not hand over the candle.)
— Picture yourself attending your own funeral. When it's your turn to pay your respects to yourself, what would you say? What thoughts occur to you?
— Write a letter to at least one of your loved ones. What would you say about your death to them?

[After this, there is a break. Coffee and tea are provided, along with both savory and sweet snacks. You're still not allowed to leave, though.]

PART TWO: Moving Forward
Discussion
— What dreams and hobbies did you have before? Can you pursue them now?
— Discuss what your previous goals were. What are similar things you can do to achieve them here?
— What kinds of relationships have you made, or would kinds would you like to have?

Activities
— Write down your plans for your future. Partner up and discuss them in-depth to flesh them out better.
— Come up with a daily routine, emphasizing your interests. Refer to others to help you find relevant resources or activities.
— Draw yourself 5, 10, or 25 years from now. Share it with a partner or the group.

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((OOC: You're also welcome to come up with any of your own activities/therapeutic discussion topics! Everything offered here is just a starting point.))

[ It's been a long and exciting day. So much food and drink and people and excitement and as the day comes to a close, so does the highlight of the evening. A secret thing, something they've been working on for a couple of days all hushhush.

Putting on a video feed, Chuck addresses the network. Kitty, Jack and Ton can be seen in the background and for once Ton isn't dressed in eyebleedy neon. There's some excitement in the air, some secretive smirks. Something is definitely happening and maybe most of the dome is already here, but if there are stragglers out there she's not going to miss telling them about what's going on. ]

If I can have your attention for a moment... you've all been invited here to the reopening of the Daffodil Dive and as thrilled as I am that you came here, there's something I have to confess. I've been lying to you, a little bit. This isn't the reopening of the Dive.

This is actually a wedding.

[ And with that, the ceremony begins. ]

((ooc: surprise! Feel free to react to this in video or action, if you're at the Dive. Video responses may come from either Ton or Chuck. ))

[ Video, maybe not much before noon. ]

So. [ Neil was tossing a rubber duckie in one hand. ] If anyone's frustrated with these things yet, there's a shooting range that can use some variety of targets. If you come by and dump these things for me - or us - to shoot, you can stand by and watch them be destroyed, fair and square.

And by us I mean anyone who wants to be on the other side of things, feel free to join me. Artemis? Lyle? I'll be at the range.


[ Action: at the shooting range, well into the early evening. ]

[ Neil did head out directly for the location he had named, filling up a bag with duckies on his way. There, he'd be around, both to show off with easy cheer, and to talk shop with those who felt like it. Or work through challenges with them. That could also be fun.

He was fine. Not like he'd spent the day before trying to sort out through his own head when it came to memories and family losses or anything. Just. Fine.

Whoever showed up, they'd be greeted with a cheerful, ]

Yo!

Yoo!

[ Neil's in a good mood, despite the mess that he was in yesterday, for a while. It's only partly pretend, because he's got his family there, and nothing could be wrong with that. ]

Lyle, Kitty [ He'll assume she'll know which one, because sister, duh, so he doesn't specify that he means the younger one ], Artemis, Duo. I was thinking, we could all go to Euphie's picnic as a family, right? Tieria, Conrart, you're totally coming with us, too, because nobody's staying to sulk on his own.

How's that sound? Anybody have any thoughts of what to bring with us?


ooc: If anyone wants memories that they're part of the family, too, or I forgot anything that was discussed? Just barge in. This is going to be a trainwreck anyway, so might as well go all in!

[Have Euphie's smiling face on the screen. Kanji and I would like to invite you all to a picnic today! Of course we want to see all our family there, but friends and soon-to-be friends too. [That means strangers.]

You don't have to worry about bringing anything, but if you'd like to bring something extra to share or a game that would be fun or even just an extra blanket just in case that would always be welcome.

We'll be in Trois Park near the koi pond and fountain at noon today.

[There will already be some blankets laid out and pink picnic baskets with a variety of food—many of which have been prepared in extra cute ways like rice balls shaped like cats. You probably think this was mostly Euphie's doing, but it was mostly that boyfriend of hers, Kanji.]

(OOC: Mingle! Tag yourself in or hit up Euphie on video here or at the picnic here. Want to be a relation of Euphie's? Just let me know!)

( back here for Gundam 00 spoilers and a moderate amount of angst )

[Duo was doing the usual rounds that happened the day after newbie day. Welcome baskets! He was not carrying any flowers. Sorry. That just wasn't his thing.

He'd be contacting newbies to find out where they were so he could deliver the basket to them. Enjoy!]

Deliveries

• Welcome Baskets for Day 328's New Arrivals

[DAYTIME: Walking in a floral wonderland. Not to be confused with an actual wonderland. Completely different event. You could be anywhere and everywhere today and not escape the petals.

DANCE: The sector 2 garden is a little extra pleasant and inviting this evening. Gentle breeze, beautiful flowers, delicious hor d'oeuvres, sparkling punch, and music. And dry. Did we mention it's dry? Not a single flood as far as the eye can see. So, find someone and get out there and dance.]

(OOC: Event INFO. Feel free to have your mingle set up cover both aspects of the day.)

[After learning over the best way to use the new communicative device over his ear, Conrad believes it is now a good moment to sent out a message to all those within the dome.]

Good day to all those who can possibly hear me. [So far so good. He believes the communication device must be working. Hopefully. Watching someone else use a device like this one is definitely not the same as using it himself, this was definitely a learning process.] My name is Conrart Weller. Conrad will do just as well if you find it difficult to pronounce my first name. I come from somewhere far away as I am certain many of you are as well. I am new to this facility and given device.

[He'd use a pun at this point, but decides against it for the time being.]

I was briefly informed over the reason for having been brought here; however if you wish to offer more information that someone new should know, then it would be a pleasure to hear about it. Although, I do admit...there is a more urgent matter I would like to address more than anything else. [A short pause as he tries to gather his thoughts while he continues to observe his current surroundings.] I am currently searching for someone if there is a way to search for them -- like a list of names -- then I would greatly appreciated the help in finding it. I'm still quite new to these type of devices. A easy to understand explanation over the best way to find it would suffice.

[And with that all said, Conrad decides to end his first conversation here. It's been a while since he has spoken on a phone-like device. Either way, he does know it would be proper to end the conversation with:]

Have a wonderful day.

[The feed ends there.]

[ There was a brown-haired man who seemed pretty battered up, though not as completely exhausted as he himself was expecting. Any life-threatening injuries had been healed... but the eyepatch was in place, needed, covering his right eye where the visor covered his good one. ]

... are you people for real? I mean, not that I don't see the point, all things considered. And not that I'm not grateful for getting yanked out of a potentially life-threatening situation. But this place?

It's not exactly a complaint, but the punishment doesn't seem to be proportional to the crimes. Other than the part where there's work to do and it can't be done while I'm stuck here.

Anyone know what the actual big idea is? Because something doesn't add up. If you've got something to say about it, name's Lockon Stratos.

[ No, he wasn't expecting ready answers. But he was curious about reactions. Any variety. ]

Oh, and by the way, whoever's been taking care of this little guy here? [ He made sure Haro was in the vid pickup, a blue multifunctional ball. ] Thanks a bunch. It really is appreciated. [ Lockon - Neil - did, in fact, know who it had been. But if this was a prison... he might as well let those who've been here longer contact him, rather than calling them out directly over the network. A little bit of caution could go a long way, right? ]