MarinaNova Asylum

[ Welcome to Sector 5, home of the hospital, non-denominational prayer facility, memorial gardens, graveyard and, more importantly, the museum.

Today, the wardens are treating you to a special exhibit titled "The History of Self-Stimulation Through Mechanical Seismic Activity" where you can partake in such wonderful displays such as "Hand Cranked — A Guide to Historical Devices" (complete with vintage ads such as Aids That Every Woman Appreciates and Vibration is Life ) and "Bullets and Probes — Vibrations from a Universal Perspective" that feature devices from many different worlds.

Feel free to gawk at these colorful and sometimes frightening displays, peruse the gift shop (of course there's a gift shop!) or maybe just wander the rest of the Sector! ]

(ooc: Thread can take place at any time of the day, anywhere in Sector 5! Remember the rain and needless to say, those links are NSFW to varying degrees! )

[ Closed to Miranda + Komui ]

[ So what happens you put two genius geniuses together in a room after a little bit of alcohol? Pure mayhem of course! The place is a mess, there's fluff everywhere from the pillows and... right smack in the middle of the room in the midst of a miniature fort of blankets and cushions are Komui and Bak.

Mmmhmmm... Bak was just a little under the tipsy scale and claimed Komui as his own special Komui Lee plushie doll to sing him softly into slumber. It's a shame he has to wake up though. Imagine Bak's surprise when he won't be able to remember a thing! ]

[ OPEN ] [ afternoon at the new museum exhibit ]

[ Bak had summarily rushed out of the apartment and sworn never to return! And after reviewing said morning's announcement, he figures the best (and safest) place to retreat to must be the museum. A little bit of education never steered one wrong and Bak was proud of naught else but his ability to know everything worth knowing!

But he's a touch confused as he stops by the gift shop first. What's he supposed to do with a vibrator anyway? Turning it this way and that, he flips the switch and drops the thing with a thud. Good grief. It moved! ]

...how strange. [This is a puzzled plant girl, sitting up on top of the floating island]

This certainly isn't the place I remember. Or was I lost once again and Marina has changed in my absence? The orange clothing certainly isn't something I remember. [She has already taken that off. The nice thing about being a plant is your normal clothing is a part of you]

I suppose either way I'm new once again here. I do hope this time I don't disappear. It's a little jarring to come back each time. I wonder if anyone I know is still here...?

[And now she's going to get up and walk to the edge of the island and look down] ...goodness this is a long way up. [Time to get going then. She leaps off the edge without fear and...proceeds to float down thanks to her dress fanning out.

Yep. S'up, MarinaNova]

[It's been a long time since he's felt well rested enough like this, but when he wakes up he feels odd and out of place. The wind is faster and beneath him doesn't feel anything like his bed.

After opening his eyes Axel realizes that he's staring up at a brick ceiling he's never seen before, but despite his questions he doesn't seem too disturbed and simply sits up to look around, first noting the change in surroundings and then finally the orange thing he's wearing. ...Ok, the last time he wore orange, he was a teenage punk without any fashion sense to wrestle his way out of a paper bag with, so needless to say that he doesn't want to see this again.

With a sigh he stands and then listens closely to the greeting on the communicator. ...A new prison, new wardens, and all of his possessions are off somewhere else while he's unable to teleport. Great. At least the communicator hasn't changed.

Speaking of which, he reaches up to flick his device on and without bothering to make the feed private he starts to speak.]

Let's just make this easy and take things back to elementary school. If you're here, say "here" so that people don't have to ask all the time. No need to raise your hand unless you absolutely have to.

[...Then he makes a quick private call.]

...Roxas?

Hello, everyone!

[No, he doesn't realize he's shouting.]

Those loud speakers are really loud, huh?

[He's on the floating island, so those speakers were really close to him.]

Does anyone have a really long ladder?

[Because there's no way down.]

[You're in a new prison and free!

Well, free to look around anyway. Maybe you'll pick your pet up from the pet cafe or search the pile for your personal items before someone else gets to them first. You could be inspecting the barrier around sector six. Did you just hear something scratching it from the other side? Maybe you want to find the nearest clothing store and upgrade from prisoner-chic to something a little more you. Maybe you appeared somewhere awkward and could use a hand with that. It could be you're just wandering around, familiarizing yourself with the new space.

Whatever it is, you're welcome to do it here.]