MarinaNova Asylum

Good morning, inmates.

Today is day [ 211 ] of the first generation. The weather scheduled for today is [ steady rain throughout the morning with clear skies in 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 [ Encyclopedias — the root of knowledge ]. Please take this opportunity to further your education.

[Mail delivery of the day: Welcome baskets for the 210 newcomers ]

The items requested by [ Kitty Pryde and Jean Luc Picard ] are now available for pickup at the kiosk.

Have a nice day.

[ And like always, we end this message with a jaunty tune! You're welcome. ]

((OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Conscienti unless otherwise requested! ))

[Late in the day Klaus can be found around Sector 2, lurking around the library and the computer labs. He doesn't seem entirely out of place with a keyboard in front of him (unless you happen to be someone familiar with him, then the sight might be a bit odd).

But it's the library that he'll be spending the most time today. He pulls out one book at a time, two at a time, and each get returned neatly back to their place. There's no rhyme or reason to what he chooses. Only that none of them appear to be what he's looking for. It's clearly not the first time he's been here, he's seen the selections cycled out a few times now. At the end of his fruitless search there only survivor is - of all things - a book of Russian fairy tales, which he stands in a corner slowly flipping through.]

[the feed goes live with this face.

if you are actually willing to continue watching after that lovely surprise, whatever the fuck that was will disappear in a blur, revealing a grown-ass man with pointy anime shades, a baseball cap, and his prison jumpsuit collar popped. his face is impassive except for the tiny smirk on his lips, but the ventriloquist dummy in possession of that face peers coyly over his shoulder, smiling widely at the camera.]

Well shit. Real thorough list you got there. Even managed to bag my fuckin' partner.

[a hand in fingerless leather gloves reaches up to gently pat the puppet's rouged cheek.]

Considering he was the mastermind behind most of those crimes, I'm pretty damn impressed. I’d give ya’ll congratulatory virtual ass pats if I thought you'd derive any pleasure from 'em--you really oughta get something for finally bringin’ such naughty boys to justice.

[Jenna has finally decided to venture out of the apartment on her own since her arrival and subsequent transition.

To say that things have been tough is an understatement, but it could have been so much worse, she knew. Having Elena and Caroline both here to help her, to guide her, to assure her that things would be okay did worlds for her mental health in the days since. Things weren't easy, but they believed in her, and she had to be strong for them too.

Because she was still the adult here. And she was going to fill that role if it killed her. At least now she was strong enough to fill it, even surrounded by all the creatures she'd used to have nightmares about.

Because now? Now she was one, too.

She'll spend most of her time wandering the dome, and can be found near her apartment in Sector 3, the beach or the Memorial Gardens during early afternoon, or at the Blood Shack in the evening.]

KARAOKE NIGHT AT THE SHACK
[ The drinks are flowing at the Blook Shack (BLOOD FREE, OKAY?), the bass is pumping with cheesy karaoke songs. Come on in, mingle, drink, and sing a song, any song. And ladiessss it's your perfect chance to ask your dates to the Sadie Hawkins dance! Start a thread and comment here with what song your character is singing for the competition to get a prize!]

We need a Sadie Hawkins. [ seemingly unprompted, but it's been on her mind for a while now. something wholesome and fun that everyone can participate in without pesky age requirements or being weary of stepping foot in a bar or a vampire-owned establishment. ] It's a dance - not as formal as prom, but there's usually a theme of some kind involved. For example, my sorority at Yale was planning on holding a Phantom themed Sadie Hawkins towards the end of the fall semester. Our theme will definitely not be anything involving Andrew Lloyd Webber. Rebekah and I will be working out those details - theme, where, when...

[ because her original vampire bestie is the obvious choice for partner in dance planning crime. ]

Another thing: the girls usually do the asking for a Sadie Hawkins. None of this misogynistic nonsense of waiting for a guy who's never going to notice you to ask you to go to the dance with him. You get to make him sweat and worry that no-one's going to ask him and he'll be forced to go stag. But, since I know not everyone is of the heterosexual persuasion here, I say interpret the tradition as it applies to you. If you're a boy who likes boys, ask a boy. You don't have to go with a girl if that's not who you are. This should be something fun for us, not anything that makes people feel uncomfortable.

[ Hey, it's your perky, friendly neighborhood vampire party planner. And she looks excited despite it being late at night. She's got a lot to be happy about. Jenna and Bonnie are here. She doesn't know about the new addition to the Original family, and she's able to pretend like kissing bots never happened. ] We're having a karaoke competition at the Shack, sponsored by Eric Northman--[She threw that in there cheekily] day after tomorrow. Karaoke, for those of you who don't know, is singing songs that are famous or whatever along with the music.

So come for the drinks and stay for the singing. Compete or just stick around to vote for your favorites. We'll be giving away prizes for the top singers. Questions? Comments? Song requests? Ask away!


[Private to Damon Salvatore]

We need to talk. In person. Where are you?

[ welcome to elena's room. it's filled with things. and boxes. some things are in some boxes. she's thought twice about making this video, and then thought twice about making it public (klaus) but on her second thought, she decided to stop hiding in the network.

for the most part.

she's sitting cross-legged on her bed, mister teddy junior in her lap. ] It's kind of amazing how much stuff can accumulate here after a month. [ wait. ] More than. [ she puts him in the box. ] Books, clothes... [ her eyes look out to the space of her thoughts for a only a split second ] people, memories.

I know a lot of us are all working to find a way home. [ her included. maybe. ] I guess I was wondering why any of you would want to stay.


& private to zatanna zatara

I think we should keep our conversations private for now. Even if it's just something silly. It's not a good idea for you to have Klaus' attention. Even if Rebekah's already told him... [ she swallows. it may be a desperate, scared attempt to protect her... but elena's willing to be that, do that. being a witch might attract klaus' attention too, without her help, but... the thing that gives her more pause at the moment is jeremy, jenna - how she kept things from them to keep them safe, and it hurt them in the end. (she lost jenna entirely.) so. ] Is that okay?

& private to sam winchester

I wanted to thank you. For the other day. When we were at the library. [ yeah that's all she's got. it's not about the kiss, or the embracing, but it's subtext. he was there for her when she needed somebody, and he listened. wanted to. and it's more than that - the understanding, and the things they confessed...

subtext. ]

[He's put this off long enough, and he's concerned that if he doesn't do it soon, then the powers that be (aka, the dick AI's that run the place) will just give him more punishments for insubordination or something.]

Sorry for the interrupting what I'm sure is something very important, but I have an announcement to make.

[Ugh, he doesn't want to do this. But it's just an apology, and he might as well get it over with. There are worse punishments he could have gotten.]

On the evening of Day 204, I assisted in setting fire to one of the prison apartments, resulting in some severe property damage. I would like to apologize for my indiscretion, and for any inconvenience I may have caused the clean-up crews and the previous inhabitants of said apartment.

[That means you, Rebekah and Klaus.]

[Private to: Elena Gilbert, Caroline Forbes, Bonnie Bennett]

I heard about Jenna. [A long pause. Also, surprise! He's not drunk for once.] If you guys need any help, let me know, okay?

[The feed opens up with a close up of Helix's face and he's looking past the camera to someone else, who's holding the device.]

Okay, back up. [They comply and the view reveals that the teen is sitting at a piano.]

How's this?

[Some of you might recognize the soft, southern drawl as Aidan behind the communicator.

Helix nods and breaths deep before settling down on the bench, fingers hovering over the keys. He should probably address everyone and tell them what he's doing, but he thinks it's pretty obvious. So instead, he just starts playing this beautiful piece.

A certain Noah broke his wrist the other day but it seems to be working perfectly now. And when he's finished he closes his eyes, breathes out once more as if coming out of a meditative trance and turns to retrieve his communicator from Aidan.]

That's it. Punishment fulfilled. Carry on.

[And the feed is shut off.]

[Eric is behind the bar, cleaning things up a bit earlier than usual at the Blood Shack. He flips on the video for the network and gives a smile that's a bit more strained around the edges than usual. Most people wouldn't notice it, but those that know him well might. His voice is that congenial, well-practiced politicians sort of voice that he uses when doing PR for Nan's group or when attempting to be diplomatic.

Sookie is still upset at Eric; his invitation to the apartment they shared is still revoked and Eric doesn't know how to deal with that. When Sookie got angry at him at home, he had other things to keep him busy. There were witches and politics and an actual business to run that had to be kept successful. There were werewolves, clients, customers, baby vampires and near disasters. Here, Eric has a bar that will literally run itself and no real motivation to make sure it succeeds. The only near disaster he's got to prevent is the personal one he's currently going through with Sookie. It's a lot for a Viking Vampire to process.]

I'll be taking a short sabbatical from the Blood Shack. Your friendly waitresses and bartenders will still be here to serve you as will, I'm certain, the bots if necessary. Call it a vacation, if you will.

[Private to Caroline]

Might I speak with you? I realize it's late, but if you could come to the Blood Shack, I'll be in my office.

[Hello, Marina Nova. Have a pretty, albeit slightly exasperated. looking young woman addressing you.]

Right. So, prison. Great. [She's totally not thrilled.] With creepy robots. I feel like I stepped into the Twilight Zone.

[If Bonnie had enough power she would blast a hole in the wall and make her escape. Except that would be pointless because of the water surrounding it.]

Not exactly keen on being underwater either. [Bonnie wrinkles her nose.] Or wearing an orange jumpsuit.

If anyone can tell me how I can leave, that would be helpful. Staying here for the rest of my life kinda puts a stopper on things I need to do back home. Like finishing high school.

Thanks.

[After some fumbling with the buttons, she ends the feed.]

[ being the centre of attention has always been kol's goal in his incredibly long life; sticking out like a sore thumb in a place he isn't familiar with is not something he prides himself in. he sheds the orange jumpsuit almost immediately, fortunately finding himself at bull's eye where he slips on a shirt and a pair of jeans and grabs himself a coat. finding his movements sloppier and slower than usual has the frustration already gnawing heavily at his bones, but kol, with his pulled, bright, tight-lipped smile, and a little skip to his step, doesn't let it consume him completely just yet.

the light sprinkling of rain is nothing compared to the suffocating movements of the jumpsuit. he doesn't react to it once he's dropped the mandatory clothing behind a corner of one of the buildings. the place is unfamiliar, just as the headset he dons is, and while he enjoys being taken to mysterious and pretty places, he much prefers to choose which direction he takes; left or right, coffin or freedom.

happening upon the tier apartments community, kol finds his patience has been justly rewarded. looking forward to a nice hot shower and a delicious meal - and a few answers explaining what exactly is happening in this new prison he's apparently found himself in not by his own choice, but by someone else's (which isn't something he's completely unused to) - he lingers outside as he looks up at the building, attempting to hear something that his ears aren't quite picking up on just yet. ]

[She’s breathing hard, strands of her strawberry blonde hair damp and in her face as she the feed starts. Jenna Sommers has most certainly had better days. It's actually somewhat appropriate that it's raining, just to make things that much better.]

This is…-someone needs to tell me what the hell is going on. First there’s vampires, and then there’s possessions, and witches, and…

[She cuts herself off, one hand coming up to her head as if she’s in pain. Her eyes blink rapidly, the light around her to bright to handle. Maybe she has a migraine coming on.]

My…niece called me. Elena. She was terrified. I have to find her.

[But then someone had grabbed her as she’d left the house. She remembered the taste of blood in her mouth. She turns her gaze toward the device, resolved and terrified and angry.]

Why is this happening!? Why can’t you just leave us alone!?

[video]
[The feed flickers on to show...sand? Yeah, somebody decided to hurl her weird little headpiece thing in a fit of pique.]

No. NO!

[She continues, voice alternating between rage and despair. Eventually, the feed times out.]


[action]

[If you happen to be on the beach this morning, you may come across a teenager in a bright orange jump suit stubbornly hitting her ankle with a large rock.]

[Wherever you go, there they are—sneaky and hidden and biding their time, waiting until they find you all two by two, and then closing in. Happy Mistletoe Day!]

(OOC: Read this for all the details.)

ooc ► taking a page out of lena's book and putting up top comments for all three of mine in one convenient post to avoid spamming the comm. feel free to hit any of my ladies up. previous cr is not required, as new cr is always, always welcome! ♥

Quinn Fabray | Glee → Out shopping at stores in Sectors 1, 2, and 3.
Seven of Nine | Star Trek: Voyager → Following the bots around the dome.
Sookie Stackhouse | True Blood → Waitressing at Merlotte's in Sector 4.

( Private to Elena Gilbert )


( Private Quinn Fabray )

Action

[To say Rebekah's in a less than good mood is an understatement today, considering her home got burnt down last night. She can be found wandering through sectors 3-5 for the most part, trying to find things to do to channel her anger. She makes a prolonged stay at the Row to shop for new clothes, hoping it would help her relax a little (and most of hers are burnt and destroyed now). She can also be found in Merlotte's having a few drinks (she decided to try something a little different from the Blood Shack for once).

She doesn't particularly want to find out what today's holiday is. Which means she should definitely run into people and find out on purpose.]

[Hey look robots. Terry will be keeping an eye on them as he goes about his morning jog and into his morning parkour practice.He'll be damned if a lack of a Batsuit is going to make him stay on the ground all day.]

[He's looking around for anything that looks like a decent challenge to climb, making sure he actually can climb it, and looking for people because he knows how ridiculous this looks. That's a lot of stuff to keep track of, and he's bound to miss a good amount of it.]

[Or find him wandering around a little later in the day, behaving a bit more normally and trying to see what he can find out about making weapons around here.]

((ooc: Botless tags are fine too if you just wanna make fun of Terry for being a spaz or whatever! Just say so in the subject.))

VIDEO

Okay...is anybody else a little unnerved by the fact that they haven't specified which holiday we're supposed to be celebrating today? Or how?

And didn't we just have a Festival?


ACTION - Zatanna

[In hopes of finding out more about what was going on--and partially because she was just bored--Zatanna headed out of her apartment the moment she'd finished breakfast. Making sure to leave a few extra portions of pancakes for the others. And a special stack for Wally with a even special-er note stating that was all he got, and she'll tell if he eats the rest of it too.]

[Things seemed fairly normal, in her opinion. There looked to be a few more "couples" floating around than she'd remembered...but, hey, never doubt the powers of the Tunnel of Love. Or the Ferris Wheel. It certainly worked for her.]

[Still, she gradually made her way through the sectors in hopes of finding something that didn't require her to go to the kiosk for answers. Though, it was the one who wasn't V, so her hopes were slightly higher than normal that today wouldn't actually be as bad as she was dreading....]

[Until she had her first encounter with the bots, of course.]


ACTION - Robin Jr.



[Robin Jr. was the happiest little puppy you'd ever meet under the sea.]

[His mommy not only loved and spoiled him daily, but had the most comfortable lap. Warm and inviting and she always smelled like food whenever he curled up in it. Her kisses were the best, too. Daddy was...okay. Spent way too much time with mommy, which took mommy's attention away from him. What a mommy hog. Uncle Wally was secretly his favorite. He had the perfect stomach for sleeping on, and always snuck him table scraps. Always. And Auntie Artemis knew just which spot behind his ear was the best for scratching. She would purposely ignore Uncle Wally just to pet him, too. Daddy should take notes sometime.]

[But, of course, even the perfect puppy life was not enough for the pet of one Zatanna Zatara. He loved his whole family, but that didn't mean he still didn't want to play with all the happy people that he saw outside the window. All kinds of people! He bet some of them smelled like food and knew all the best places to scratch, too.]

[So, when mommy and daddy and Uncle Wally and Auntie Artemis weren't around...Robin Jr. would sometimes sneak out of the apartment. He'd found out how days ago. It was easy enough, and he was slowly working his way around. One of the people called it Sector 4. He called it awesome.]




((ooc: Three options for replying here. Video will get you Zatanna still at her apartment. Action - Zatanna can be pretty much anywhere in the dome, while Action - Robin Jr. (Because who wouldn't love puppy kisses?) will remain mostly in Sector 4. Happy Kissmas, everybody!))