MarinaNova Asylum

Dream 1: Party
[It's a party in a castle and everyone's invited! Yuuri has his family from Japan, his friends from the demon kingdom, and even people from the prison here! There's dancing and food and lavish clothing and decorations. Outside there's a flying skeleton peeking in the window. Oh, this is the demon kingdom. That's perfectly normal here! Yuuri's just glad everything finally worked out and no one has to get separated again! He's happy and he's going to offer you some punch! He's also wearing a dress. These things happen.]

Dream 2: Justice Jerk
[There is a giant (taller than the buildings) mullet-ed Yuuri rampaging around the dome shouting about justice and starting storms and creating giant swirling water dragons out of thin air. And there is a regular-sized, regular-haired Yuuri down below trying to shout up at him to stop! Watch out for flying debris and fallout!]

(OOC: Plotting if you have other ideas or need to discuss anything. You're welcome to just jump in!)

[ Dirty your nails. ]

[ You wake up in a coffin. You probably won't remember how you got here but now you're six feet under and awake. There's only one way up, through silk and walnut and several feet of loosely packed dirt. Maybe you panic before realizing you don't even breathe, and then panic some more. Maybe you'll just dig yourself out without further ado, because what else is there? Either way, you'll emerge in a graveyard.

It's the dead of night, but you can see clear as day. Everything sharper, more vibrant, crystal clear, an assault on supernatural senses. Cigarette smoke wafts through the air — Spike, sitting on a tombstone, waiting for you. ]

Took you long enough.

[ A night out ]

[ The Bronze is packed tonight. A local band is playing, high schoolers dancing or playing pool or drinking non-alcoholic drinks. A girl with red hair is fooling herself that she's doing homework in a corner when in reality she knows she'll get dragged out onto the dance floor before long, probably by the intense blonde who's already working her moves to the rhythm. It's a good night, good energy.

A guy in a black leather coat and bleach blond hair is surveying the crowd, slowly making his way along the outskirts with menacing intensity. Recognize him? Think this is a good time to say hi? ]

[ comrades ]

[It's only your third time to be deployed out into battle. Your Fafner to some degree still feels foreign, despite the extensive training you've completed. It'll still take awhile before you're fully acclimated to when you connect* with the mecha directly through your nervous system; it feels akin to an electric chair, but it is imperative for you and the Fafner to perfectly sync as one being. You also are psychologically and emotionally linked via Crossing with the other pilots who have been sent out.

Initially the brilliant gold of the alien enemy, maybe one hundred meters tall, if not more, leaves you in awe. Even though you've faced Festum before (granted, only a couple other times), you're practically frozen in place. You can feel yourself begin to panic as it draws nearer, close to invading your mind.

. . .That is, until, from not far behind, a powerful laser strikes. The Festum is engulfed by a massive black orb. Similar to a black hole, the alien blinks out of existence altogether.]

Are you all right?

[You turn to see a red apparition of Kazuki beside you within your cockpit. He's at ease, wanting to check up on you.]

You're doing just fine. Just remember your training, and the times you've been sent out before. You aren't alone. All of us are fighting with you.

[Kazuki's appearance fades again as the battle continues. You're able to calm down thanks to his reassurance. Even so, you continue to remain linked with both he and everyone. If you need anything, all you need to do is speak up.

Soon, you're back in the hangar and exiting the pod-shaped cockpit, along with four other pilots, and Kazuki, who then approaches you.]

How are you feeling? Let's hurry on and go for our check-up.
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[ peace ]

Welcome to Rakuen. Feel free to take a seat anywhere.

[Kazuki says cheerfully from behind the counter. The air is filled with the scent of food, and the ambiance of the café is warm and friendly. A number of others are seated throughout, chatting amongst each other, while enjoying their meal. This isn't the true Rakuen, back on Tatsumiya Island, Kazuki's homeland, but Watatsumi Island's version of the café isn't too bad.

A boy, no older than maybe 4, soon approaches the table. In his small hands he carefully holds a tray with a glass of ice water on it. He lifts it up to offer it to the guest before returning to Kazuki, looking quite pleased with himself and expresses as such. Kazuki chuckles and lightly ruffles the boy's sandy blonde hair.]

Good job, Soushi. You're doing very well.

[It isn't too long before Kazuki goes to take the person's order. Curry is by far the most popular, here.]


[ooc: * Going along w that gif, initially connecting can make the nerves feel like they're on fire, basically. Also, BOTH OF THESE ARE LUCID for Kazuki.]

Welcome to Day 373. You've all been very needy lately. It's unattractive. That's just a public service announcement from me to you especially if your name is Yuuki.

Now go pet a duck. Or a llama or zebra or something. There's a small, one-day only petting zoo in sector 0 with a mix of farm and exotic animals to keep you entertained. Studies have also shown it's good for you and stuff.

(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Veridical unless otherwise requested. Warden request post | Mail submissions)

( Cut action for anyone on the floating island prior to or during the Video )

[Video]

Good morning-! [Yuuki smiled and lifted a hand up next to her head to give a small wave to the camera, despite the gloomy weather.] Or maybe it is closer to noon now? My name is Yuuki. I think most know, but I haven't really used my communicator all that much since returning. I have a couple of questions for people who have been here for quite some time. [With a faint frown she continued.] I know this is a virtual reality- but I want to speak to the people who were here when individuals awoke from it and into our true prison. I'd like to know what you saw and experienced if you were there for it. And has anyone spoken to the engineers themselves? [There has to be a way to contact them, too.] I'd really appreciate even just the smallest bit of information you have to offer. Thank you!

[The feed went dark as she turned off the live feed to await any responses. That was-- until she remembered something. It flickered back to life.]

Ahh... one more thing. Does anyone know anything about... gardening? [It might seem like an odd question, but there it was.] If you have any skill in that kind of thing... I'd like to talk to you as well. Thank you again!

[Action - Some time after the video feed]

[While Yuuki was content to remain with her thoughts in the moment, there were a number of things she wanted to get done during the day, too. While the island was peaceful, she couldn't do it while up here, either. So after collecting her thoughts and having listened to what others had to say, she moved on up to the edge of the island. It really was high up. That was what made it isolated enough to find alone time, though, too.

Anyone who saw her could have mistaken the scene, should they have happened along at just the right-- or wrong moment. With a step forward she stepped over the edge of the floating island, and plunged down.

Happen upon a girl suddenly 'falling' from the sky?]

[ video ]
[This has been an ... interesting day, to say the least. Damon's mood has been spiraling between rage, confusion, despair, a weird giddy joy that at least there are other people around, and guilt. It's made him pretty tetchy.]

Okay, first of all? This little headset here? It’s stupid. The douchebags who wear bluetooth earbuds would look at this and go “Well that looks dumb.” Whoever designed this thing doesn’t deserve to live.

[You’ll have to forgive him; he’s in a bit of a mood. Watching your best friend sacrifice herself so you could escape a prison world and reunite with your girlfriend and then finding yourself in a different prison world instead will do that to you.

But now it’s time to get down for the real reason he’s wearing this ugly headset and posting to this stupid prison social media thing.]

Secondly, I need a witch. So if you are a witch, or you know a witch, come find me.

[Objectively speaking, he knows he can’t compel anyone by video. If that was possible, there would be a lot more vampire politicians. But fuck objectivity, he has to try. If he can’t get out of here and reunite with Elena, he at least needs to rescue Bonnie from that psychopath.]

And Bonnie Bennett? If you’re here, I’m going to kill you for screwing that spell up.

[God he hopes she’s here.]

[the video goes to black, then clicks back on again as Damon remembers something]

Oh, and if you've seen some naked chick with dark skin and black eyes, responds to the name "Ao", let me know that too. Or just go tell that Goku kid.

[Looking for that kid's friend will get him karma points, right? Right. Of course it will. Look at him, doing a good deed. Yeah he still doesn't know she's a squirrel.]

[ Chuck appears on the screen, with a slight, nervous smile. ] Day 371, huh? Wow. So... ah, I guess this is "hello" again! Geez everything's so different. I stop paying attention for a minute...

I'm Chuck, and this isn't my first time in prison. [ Pause, that sort of sounds wrong. Or does it? Clears throat. Intones: ] "I should like to say that I make no assumptions about your occupation nor your ways--" [ Back to normal voice. ] -- and I'm okay with any sort of supernatural creature. Er. Person. Supernatural person.

Except bad vampires. Or, you know, people who kick puppies. Ehehe.

Oh! Um, I used to work for the defense force, on dispatch. Any chance I could have my job back? Is there still a defense force?

I guess that's it, except for one thing... how do you ask a deaf person if they want to buy a duck?

[ Action; Open ]
[ He spent the night at the clinic. It seemed like the only option, going home in that state in the dark would've definitely gotten him killed and even now when everything is back to normal it seems like a great feat of strength just to get up and go outside. Scratched and bruised, like many others after Raptor Day, Aidan might not stick out too much on this walk of shame. Sure, he's a little whiter than usual, but who can even tell what with his pale complexion? It was a rough day.

He makes his way slowly through the dome, partially because what's left of his hand hurts like a beast today and partially because he has no idea where he's going. To Euphie's? Rebecca's? Either seem equally bad. Someone should distract him on the way so he doesn't have to choose. ]


[ Audio; Rebecca Crane ]
Hey, uh... you okay? Sorry I didn't check in until now.


[ Audio; Euphemia li Britannia ]
Euphie. [ Shit. ] Did you stay safe yesterday?


[ Audio; Shallan Davar ]
Thanks... y'know. For lookin' out for me.

[Laughter, like grating white noise or the friction between grains of sand.]

"Aha-HAHA!"

[Shackled by his own amusement, he sits with a hand over his face, as if it could somehow shield his shit-eating grin. If he had known getting arrested meant serving life as a fancy free loader with some sick tech, he would have opted for it a few decades ago. Still howling, he falls onto his back before realizing that this is probably a rather odd first impression, and to impress the masses, he needs to regain his composure. He sits up with his eyes finally open, friendly but carnivorous.]

"Fellow inmates!"

[The corners of his lips upturn again almost instantly, like the edges of sharpened knives. His voice is like honey, but all he can think is how inmates are probably some of the troubled people in the entire world—perfect suckers for him.

"Fast, reliable, I’m the delivery god Yato! A bonafide god, I’m telling you!" [So don’t question it.]

"Does anyone need any help out there? It seems like we’re all in a" [beautiful] "strange situation, right?"

First of all, you're welcome! We removed our unwanted guest and cleaned up after them for you. Of course you'll probably just complain that you were scared and traumatized and possible eaten. [A robotic huff. So put upon.]

But that was the past and this is now. Time to move on to Day 371. We have some new friends for you to enjoy.

Oh, and Damon, I would like to see you about something. [There's a lilt to the voice before signing off.]

(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Veridical unless otherwise requested. Warden request post | Mail submissions)

[Audio/OPEN] (because what is light?)

[The day has been going as you might imagine. It's dark and dangerous and while she feels a thrill when engaged in a fight she also has more than her fair share of concern when it comes to others. She feels protective of the inhabitants of this dome which is probably a good thing for the leader of the Defense Force to have, but it also runs deeper than that. It would be there even if her position changed. Always one of the X-men, but also someone who has just lost too much for too long.]

Report in. Anyone. Force or not. We're all in this today. [But she also hopes they heeded Suzaku's warnings and stayed in. Too many heroes getting themselves hurt today isn't going to help anyone. Same could be said of her of course.] I want to hear some voices. [If only to know you're okay.] What are you seeing? Anyone need help?

[Nathan, Reid, you're both getting private calls if she doesn't hear from you. Help, a girl out.]


[Action]

[She's wearing glow sticks around her neck and arms to provide a little light without being too cumbersome. There's a traditional flashlight hanging from her belt if she needs it. She's also dressed in uniform from her life as an X-Man—tight, blue, low cut, but it's durable and easy to move in.

She's not necessarily trying to engage with the beasts, but it doesn't stop her from running up against them on her own or to help someone out. Watch out for blood splatter if you run across her while her claws are out. She's not taking prisoners.]

Cut for vampirism (with sexual undertones).

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[Video | Closed to Defense Force]
This afternoon we're going to do a thing. Be at the headquarters. If you know someone who isn't a member, but they're interested in joining you can bring them too. [She knows it may not be the best day after hearing this morning's announcement, but since the wardens played with them yesterday she knows the day should be clear of their interference and they have some new recruits so they should probably all meet each other.]

[Action | MINGLE!]
[The thing in question is on the roof of the headquarters. Kitty brought food and drinks which thankfully she did not prepare. It's all snack-sized finger foods. She wants everyone to have a chance to know their teammates better. She isn't going to force any group activities but there are some tables and chairs for people who want to relax more or maybe play a game. She did leave a few decks of cards out.]

(OOC: EVENT INFO! )

[Evening - Within Trois Park.]

[If she could disappear into the ground she would. Simply melt into the earth beneath her and lose all sense of feeling. Become the grass, or the trees maybe. Living, but unfeeling, incapable of being hurt by the many things all around her. Life would be so simple if there was a switch, to simply turn her emotions off and not have to feel the very real crushing weight within her chest. Instead, as though to mock her very real pain, the greenery around her shifted and changed, mirroring her emotions. It was out of season, but where the cherry tree against her back should have been leafy greens, pink blossoms bloomed and fell in excess. Like the tears that streamed silent down her cheeks, they fell to the ground, and covered her and the earth beneath in pink and white petals, like snow. It zapped some of her strength, something that only happened here in Marina, but she could hardly put a stop to the way her emotions ran wild. Butterflies fluttered around the scene, and would seem out of place if not for the large, blood-like butterfly wings that decorated her back.

She had lost everything. Everything she had fought so hard to accomplish had fallen into ruin. Even though she had tried her hardest, even though she wanted more desperately than anyone to work for peace, and to stop and save her brother... it hadn't made one single difference. He had been right. 'No matter how hard you try, sometimes it will amount to nothing.']

Oniisama...

[It was all her fault. Now he was gone, frozen forever without a heart. What had she done wrong? She had tried so desperately to be the person that he had wanted, but she had failed. And now eternity would be hers to spend alone. She was a mother, she learned, all in the same day that apparently she had become a widow, or close enough. How was she supposed to be a mother, when she couldn't even protect the one person she had always loved? And now of all times? She was only seventeen. One year older than the girl who looked just like her and claimed to be her daughter. There was no doubt that she was. But Yuuki didn't know how to be there for or take care of her, when her own world was crashing all around. It was better if the girl ran as far away from her as she could.

Everything I love or get close to dies. As though her touch was toxic. One after another. Her mother and father, and now Kaname, too. Zero and Ai-- they weren't safe around someone like her. Eyes brimming with tears, she helplessly lifted a hand up to scrub at them. Her soul hurt, and she didn't know how to move forward from it.]

[OOC: After ICly learning that her fiance is gone after meeting with her future daughter. She wont have been home all day! Sorry for the mourning post, I had to get it out of the way :'| ]

AUDIO // PRIVATE TO CHUCK & TON

I apologize for not getting back to you sooner about your invitation, but the general and I would be happy to join you for dinner. That is, if the offer still stands.

VIDEO // OPEN

Good morning, residents of MarinaNova. My name is Princess Leia Organa. I'm hesitant to refer to us as "citizens," for we're all prisoners within this facility, regardless of whether we enjoy our accommodations or feel deserving of our sentences. I apologize to anyone who has recently arrived to the prison, for perhaps that makes my question poorly timed, but the influx of new inmates reminded me of something I must ask.

Who is and isn't from a planet called Earth? I am not, and I hadn't heard of it until I was brought here. I come from a world called Alderaan in a galaxy I'm sure most of you have never been to before. [ though some of them may have seen, as has been the case with a few. ] Surely I'm not the only one who finds it odd that an intergalactic, multidimensional serving rehabilitation center favors the population of this one world over those from other systems.

Video

[Congrats MarinaNova - here is a Yuuki look-alike. She looks almost exactly like the young Kuran except her hair is slightly more wavy. Perhaps Yuuki is trying out a new look. Or not. Either way, Ai has already gotten rid of her orange jumpsuit because no way was she going to be seen in that hideous thing. Instead she's acquired a maroon dress that suits her much better.]

I've been sent to a prison? That list of crimes doesn't even make any sense! You can't claim someone was disturbing the peace if they're doing their job as a prefect. [And... some of those other things as well. Quieter now:] Mother is going to be upset.

To sentence someone to prison without even giving them a trial is unjust. Who do I speak with in order to dispute these charges? Surely there's a lawyer somewhere that I can consult.

Action - For Yuuki

[With her wardrobe and phone call taken care of, Ai takes the opportunity to look around the prison. Wandering through the different sectors because surely there has to be somewhere to sleep other than to become a hobo and find some store doorway to call 'home'. Her map says there are apartment buildings but of course Ai has to check them out before deciding which one to live in.

It's in her search that she comes across someone familiar. Though her hair is shorter than Ai last saw, she speeds up to head Yuuki off before she disappears.]

Mother!

[Well, at least her mother can't be mad for ending up in prison...]

Morning, prisoners. Welcome to one more day of absolute boredom and suffering. [ quite the exaggeration there, but Damon's been in a pretty bad mood lately. he's annoyed, frustrated and everything ever. (mostly looking at you, veridical!) Elena, the only face from home he could somewhat tolerate, has once again disappeared into the abyss or stabilizer or whatever. he can't, for the life of him, understand why she keeps being played like a yo-yo. ]

For those of you who are new and for those of you who don't know me, I'm Damon. I run the Blood Shack at Sector 5. [ he's sitting in the back office right now, enjoying a full glass of whiskey. ] I'm looking for fresh blood. Not of the bag variety. Trust me, I have plenty of those in stock. I need bartenders and waitresses, and all kinds of multitasking types. If you're keen on racking up some points for good behavior, or are simply incredibly attractive, or you're looking for a way out of a purposeless existence, blah blah blah, let me know.

[ he points a finger to himself. ] Feel free to ask me any questions. Totally, one hundred percent-ly, open to it. [ he finishes his drink and pours himself another glass. (it looks like someone's not looking to get through the day sober.) ]

Also, ooh. Important to note. We pride ourselves in being discreet about what we serve and who we serve them to. So if your deep, dark secret at home is enjoying sucking on a brain or two, being a cannibal or an alcoholic, we've got you covered. No worries. [ he ends the feed with a wink. ]

Welcome to Day 367. Once again there are more of you. Do try to settle in agreeably. Other than that I have no intention of further entertaining you today. See after your own needs. Some of you will do so passably I'm sure.

(OOC: Kiosk requests will be handled by Veridical unless otherwise requested. Warden request post | Mail submissions)

[Early Morning]

[Not that she's really fond of rain, but the overcast sky definitely makes the daylight a little easier on the eyes. While she hasn't had a chance to get an umbrella yet, she does have on a raincoat and boots. Out on the street, she doesn't particularly seem to be trying to avoid the puddles, though, when she purposefully steps in one experimentally. It's been quite a while since she's gotten to experience a rainy day, and it kind of feels nice. Lifting a hand up she lets the light rain fall upon her.]

. . . This can't really be a simulation, can it? [It's just that... everything feels so real, even if she knows the defense force wouldn't lie.]

Rainy smell, mother would have said on a day like this. [Only unlike her she doesn't have an umbrella at the moment, or someone to share it with. Join her in the rain?]

[Convenience Store ]

[Frowning heavily, Yuuki stares at the small container of pills within her hand, standing within one of the aisles of the convenience store. In reality, it hasn't been that long since she's last had to have one of these things. But it feels like it. And blood tablets have never been her idea of a good meal. The taste is terrible, the immediate flash of unknown presences within her mind unwanted, and it's never been a very good experience. But- there's little choice in the matter.

Ever since the incident with Spike the day before, she's noticed the increase in thirst. The smell of blood hardly helped, and going for a few days without anything has her senses a little overly aware. She's thirsty, she knows. But she's unwilling to drink the unknown blood within the blood packs, and this is the best she can do. Opening the container there, she shakes one out into her hand, before swallowing it whole there. She makes a face, but forces it down.

It isn't pleasant, and is hardly the most sating thing, but it should do the trick for now.]

[Private to Kitty]

Can I talk to you? I have a couple questions.