MarinaNova Asylum

Welcome to Day 176 of the first generation. The weather will be just like yesterday's. Hopefully you haven't forgotten what it was like already.

You have been some very, very naughty criminals. We bring you to an even more posh prison, and you practically trip over yourselves to gouge each other's eyes out. How crude. We may have to offer an eye patch hut at this point.

The following inmates have been found guilty of breaking facility rules and full details of their punishments are being transmitted to their devices.

Jack Noir: Assault
Prospitian Monarch: Injury
Cain: Assault and attempted murder, destruction of property, and injury
Rion Steiner: Assault and injury
Dirk Strider: Attempted robot damage
Vriska Serket: Destruction of property

For those of you who can keep your hands to yourselves you may enjoy a little treat in sector 0 today. There will be a photo booth open for public use for those of you who are sentimental.

Requested items for Elena Gilbert, Bruce Banner, Atton Rand are now available for pick up at the kiosk. Nothing terribly interesting among them I'm afraid.

(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Veridical unless otherwise requested.)

[ There’s a noise of surprise, like the person is kind of miffed but more curious than upset. And then a heavy voice trails on, one that is unmistakably childish. His words are drawled; lazy. ]

Look at that. If I’m thinkin’ myself right, then this thing’s got its record on, here. Hey. Haha, look at all these words, I ain’t got it in me to be reading all that shit. It’s some kind of welcomin’ message? To this weird place, maybe. Damn.

[ Then a clunk and some ruffling, like the person pulled off the headset but kept holding onto it. There’s a faint sound of him talking to himself some more, but it’s distant, as if he kept the communicator running while walking around. That stops after a little while, and there's a thump, and wow video is being turned on and off a couple times before it sticks. So have some thirteen year old alien troll boy smiling at you. ]

What even is this shit? Even if I'm likin' how fun this place is. Kinda bright though, ain't it? I guess that's good. It don't hurt none, after all, haha.

Okay. I don't know who's responsible for this.

But whoever it is? Haha. Very funny. Hilarious!

Nothing I've done is even that bad. [...except maybe one thing, but that was still justifiable! And as if she's going to admit to feeling like shit about it openly.] Maybe by bullshit human standards, I guess, but not by my race's!

...Unless this is Terezi's doing somehow? Okaaaaaaaay. Joke's over, Pyrope! Cut the stupid mind tricks or whatever and let's finish this! I've got way more important things to be doing.