MarinaNova Asylum

Good evening my fellow lost souls. I have managed to get my club Caritas up and running. Opening night is this Friday night and first drink is on the house.

Well certainly not where I expected to end up, but I suppose it could have been worse. Angel Cakes you here? Anyone?

[Video]

Hey guys! It's me again, Becca, back at it with the beach plans for the 'Birthaversary' as I like to call it. There'll be good company and great food at the Beach in Sector 1 all day, so come on out okay? There'll be dancing and beach smores. And gifts for everyone. If that doesn't sell you, let me know what will.

It's also kinda my birthday. You don't wanna disappoint the birthday girl, do you?

[The Beach]

[Rebecca's done her small part in setting up the beach for some all-day fun, from a volleyball net to some (half assed) streamers hanging from the beach huts. There are coolers full of ice and drinks next to a barbecue set up that she's hoping she can con her lovely boyfriend into working at - otherwise it's free grill for those self-inclined. There's food such as salads, burgers, hot-dogs and veggie options ahoy, there's also a ton of pies and cakes contributed by one Charlotte Charles on some set up tables with checkered table cloths. On one such table nearby there is a table of idential bags for guests. Rebecca took some time yesterday to stick random small trinkets and generic gifts in each one so that everyone goes home with something in celebration.

Come nightfall there will be light from some lanterns to set the mood for a warm night by the fires easily lit individually or the larger bonfire that will take place more center stage for smores and general hand-warming. Throughout the day there will be some alcoholic beverages present, but come darker skies it's more liberally passed about in the name of good fun and celebration.]

(Ooc: Comment notifications will be turned off but Rebecca's comment below will be used for network replies. Otherwise, this mingle is open to all for beach birthaversary party shenanigans!)

[The screen will show a very crossed Slayer who aiming the camera at an odd angle, trying to figure out if its working correctly. Finally she got it focus on the upper half of her body]

Yo, where the hell are my clothes?


I don't know what kind of woman whoever kidnapped me thinks I am, if you wanted me to be naked, just ask. Since I didn't approve this, give me my shit back now!

Greetin's Marina.

I jus' wanted t' announce that th' Rusty Spoon will be undergoin' a name change t' Merlotte's an' will be officially open as of right now. As in all our construction is finally done.

I was looking' t'celebrate tonight an' I figure after all of th' therapy some of y'all could really use a drink er'two. This one especially goes out to everyone who helped me put everythin' together and t'make this possible. Thanks for all your hard work!

I'd really appreciate y'all comin' in and at least seein' th' menu or takin' a load off. I have a pool table an' y'kin play cards or jus' plain socialize and cure what ails ya. We made some finger foods and bits o'stuff t' sample from th' menu too.

So stop on by an' I promise ya won't have t'spill yer guts unless it's t'the porcelain goddess.

[Okay so he's not the best to be talking publicly to people but hey. It's only slightly awkward right? It's a little funny right?]

((ooc: Go ahead and treat this like any mingle. Sit at the bar, play pool, drink, nibble food to eat or dance (just this once, one of his rules is no dancing)! There is a table set up with tid-bits of burgers, or hot dogs or chili or whatever sort of southern/comfort/american diner foods you could think of. Help yourself! Threadjacking and such is encouraged. Have fun!

notes to his staff, feel free to assume you are there to help, helped earlier to set up, or will help after to clean up, or just there to have fun. He is a-okay with a minimal staff for the even so that all of you can celebrate. But if others are just super willing to help out he will not say no.))

[in one of the classrooms, all the desks have been cleared away. Those who are invited (or who choose to attend) will find several pillows arranged in a circle on the floor, so that everyone can sit facing one another at more or less equal height.

There is a list of suggestions on the white board:

What did you used to do that you now think of as bad?
How long has it been since you stopped being bad?
What actions have you taken to avoid being bad?
Have you ever interacted with someone who you treated wrongly in the past? If so, describe the experience.
Explain to the group what made you realize your actions were wrong.
Discuss the role of guilt in your decision to change your ways.
Describe an action you regret having taken.]

[ Inmates receive a message stating a destination and not much else. You will be asked to go to Quatro park if you've killed someone (or something) in cold blood. Murderer's, Serial Killers, Assassins or otherwise, will receive this invitation to therapy.

( Session details under cut )

((ooc: Basically if the Wardens would consider your character a killer then you'll be assigned to this group. Have fun! Feel free to tag around, threadjack, open up discussion or your own questions for the group or what-have you.))

[There's an annoucement for another group, this one meeting in one of the rooms at the education center. This group is specially made for those with issues with the families. When you arrive to the room the chairs will be moved to form a circle. It's to promote a feeling of unity, okay?

There are a set of sample questions written on a dry erase board, but of course, things might go off topic.]

Sample Questions:

1. How many members in your family are there?
2. Have any of them passed away? How?
3. Do you have any siblings? Brothers or sisters? How many?
4. Do you have a good relationship with your mother?
5. Your father?
6. Your siblings (if you have them)?
7. Who are you closest to in your family?
8. If you could change anything about your family, what would you change?

[ooc: you could be forced to this one by the bots, or volunteer, either way goes. And even if you didn't sign up a character for this one, feel free to go for it.]

[ Rose is in the education center with some notebook paper, a pen and a stack of books that aren't doing her much good. She looks tired and she has her fingertips pressed hard against her temple. She's got a monster of a headache, but she shows no sign of leaving off whatever sort of research she's intent on doing. The notebook paper is covered in scribbles, some of them equations, but most of them just fragments of sentences. She sighs and looks up from her work.]

Those of you that knew the Doctor, he's gone back to where ever he came from. Fortunate really. He didn't like it here much. The whole bein' trapped bit of things.

'm sure this question has been asked a hundred times, but there's anybody here who knows somethin' 'bout travel between dimensions? Or travel to other planets?

[Video | Open]
As part of my punishment I need to give a lecture. I figure I'll do it on the Defense Force. So, if you want to know more about that. Check it out this afternoon at the educational facility in lecture hall three. Open to all. [Not you, Tyki.]

[Video | Encrypted to Defense Force]
We've got ourselves some new digs. Still in sector two and not too far from the educational center, but free standing. It's one of those many empty building set up around the place. It looks like it was designed to be something retail, but I figure we can make it work. I've already found some dividers. Talk to me if you have experience building actual walls or magic wall-generating abilities.

Team leaders, I've got an idea of where I think things need to go, but I want your input.

Rebecca, you're in charge of getting dispatch relocated.

Zatanna, I want you to put in some security measures like we talked about before.

We've also been losing people to the dimensional stabilizer, so Derek is temporarily also a sector team leader. [Sorry, Peter.] He's already got a position though, so if there is anyone else looking to step up, let me know. Also, Faith will be taking over her sector. Teams are a little unbalanced right now, but instead of moving people to new assignments, let's just make it a thing that the largest teams check in with the smallest ones to help cover the sectors. When we get new people or returning people back they'll fill up again.

Questions?

[Action | Lecture]
[It isn't her first time teaching, so she's pretty comfortable at the front of the room going through her notes. The hardest part was deciding what to talk about publicly and what not to mention. The force has always been something of a topic for debate. Those present might notice she's wearing her large, metal wrist gauntlets again thanks to Zelgadis. It covers up the blue band at her wrist and they have claws inside! But if all the boys and girls are good they probably won't get popped during class.]

( Lecture notes: This is what she covered! Feel free to mingle! )

(OOC: Join the DF. Roster. Talk to me if you have any concerns/questions about anything! I turned notifs off for the mingle portion, so please tag under the subheads so I don't miss anything!)

[There is (1) one red and blue Spider-Man hanging out across various rooftops this afternoon, though this video lingers around in Sector one as Peter parks it on top of the convenience store. He peels up the bottom of his mask to the nose and helps himself to snack cakes and soda before addressing the feed.]

So, anyone want to admit they're feeling jolly rotten so we can get on with all the singing and dancing around here?

Motivational exercises, [tsk tsk] what would we do without 'em.


[Private to Derek Morgan]

Bonjour.

I've been assigned to share Sector 1 with you for the Force, so I thought I'd say hey.

Name's uh, Spider-Man. Nice to meet you.

[He flicks the video on, and the first thing you see is the curious gaze of a large black lion peering into the frame. His green eyes blink once before he settles again. It's obvious he's sitting on the branch of a tree, the light beaming through the branches casting him in a bit of extra light besides the shade he's in.]

Hello. My name is Matthias, although I'd prefer the name Shadow, if you don't mind. That said I'm just going to be frank. I am a human polymorph, or shape shifter. I'm not a threat to any of you unless you're a threat to me. Likewise I'll treat everyone with equal respect unless given a reason not to.


Hurr... Not entirely sure what else I should say then. I'm not not entirely sure what I should do here or where I'm supposed to find a place to stay, and I would like to find someone to stay with. If anyone is willing...

And...well... This welcome basket. Can I trade in all of these chocolates for jerky or something? I can't eat most any of this stuff.

[There is a rather odd disturbance today. Not that there wasn't before, but still. Michiru is standing on a low building near the kiosk. Only she's not wearing her normal attire. This is a tuxedo and a white mask. Probably most noticeable, the cape with a red lining.

The reason "she" is near the kiosk is because of the wardens]

Don't be seduced by his lies! He's filling you with hate! [And she throws a rose she produces out of nowhere at the kiosk]

[ooc: Tuxedo Mask has come to play and is seeking vengeance on the wardens. Be prepared for cheesy lines and over dramatics fighting evil by the moonlight]

[voice]

I suppose I'd better ask: am I the only one seeing things? People, mostly, out of corner of my eye. People who are -- people I know are long, long dead. [ His voice is choked with emotion. ] All of them, every single one. [ He's quiet a long moment. ]

Is this one of the warden's games? [ Now his voice is rising, strident and angry. ] Is this fun for you, or are you simply so busy rebooting that you can't keep track of who's here and who isn't? Is this a system glitch? [ He's practically shouting now. ] It's not funny!

[ He stops abruptly, for an even longer moment. He mutters something before shutting it off. ] Now it feels like prison.

[ ooc: Anyone wanting to watch the Doctor in his frustration is welcome to an action thread just about anywhere you'd like in the dome. He's seeing lots and lots of dead Timelords, so he might not be the best company. ]

( [voice; closed to Rose] )

[Who ya gonna call? No one. This is a mingle. Now go get your ghostly sightings, possessions, and impersonations on.]

(OOC: Event details | Questions)

[The Blood Shack has been redecorated for the evening. The lighting is red and the decor is very Moulin Rouge. The bar has had a facelift of sorts and in the spirit of a costume party is featuring 'candy' flavored shots such as Skittles, Sweet tarts, Caramel Apples, Nerds and Tootsie Rolls. All other 'normal' drinks are available at the bar as well as a selection of synthetic blood. The decor continues in the seating arrangements. The entire room, including the dance floor, stage and platform where Eric's throne sits is bathed in red light. Lording over the entire affair is Eric, dressed as a Viking king. Instead of the helm, he's got a crown made of gold foil and cardboard. His weapons are the plastic sort and he's opted to go bare chested rather than attempting to make any sort of chain mail. He has a faux polar bear throw across his shoulders and is wearing a long, blond wig as well as a fake beard.

Enjoy, mingle and come as you want to be.]


ooc:: Mingle, start threads and make general merriment. This is all pre-blackout. On Thursday evening, I will put up a post blackout thread. Any questions? Let me know

[Buffy isn't usually up this late (early?). She is generally more of a night owl than anything, but pre-dawn hours are for sleeping, even for a slayer. She'd started the night out with the idea of checking on Angel. She hasn't seen him since they officially decided to take a break and while that had gone amicably enough, she wouldn't say it had gone well. Angel was dealing with a lot and she wanted to check on him to see how he was dealing. Plus there was an annoying lack of 'Angel's around' spidey sense. It'd been dulled since forever, but it was completely lacking and she wasn't sure when it had gone completely lacking. She searched all the usual spots then went ahead and stopped by his apartment. When he didn't answer, she went ahead and broke in. She was already in prison for vandalism and breaking and entering so she didn't see any reason not to add another instance to the list of crimes. He hadn't been at his apartment either.]

Has anyone seen Angel in the last several hours? [She hesitates a moment, not sure how she feels about what she's going to say.] There's a lot of missing-ness attached to the whole--I think he's gone. Unless someone has seen him and then it's just me with a lot of paranoidness. [There's a word for that, Buffy, one that you didn't need to make up. It's called paranoia.]

action;

[After her search for Angel had been a bust, Buffy heads out toward the grave yard to sit atop one of the headstones and process how she felt about this. On one hand, she knew Angel was desperate to go home and she refused to acknowledge any other theory outside of Angel had gone home. She knew about the whole storage thing and that was an idea she wasn't even going to entertain. If Angel was gone, it was because he found an escape. End of story as far as Buffy was concerned. On the other hand, Buffy still hadn't gotten over the idea that maybe this was her chance with Angel that they'd never have out in the 'real' world. Sure, they'd been taking a break so that Angel had time to figure things out, but 'figure things out' didn't mean an end. Now it didn't seem he'd have the chance to figure it out, nor would she have the chance to see if they could make a go of things when the world wasn't ending. On the other, other hand, it took away all potential for the absolute rejection, jealousy and bouquet of other negative emotions that would come with being rejected in favor of Cordelia. She hadn't been looking forward to that particular path things might have taken. Finally, it wasn't a surprise, really, that he'd disappeared. The universe, every universe it seemed, was determined to tear them apart and destroy any chance of happiness they might have together.

The universe sucked.]

[Voice | filtered away from Morgan, Reid and Tyki]

So. Okay. Instead of being all "I have this friend who needs some advice" I'll just come right out and admit that stuff happened and I am sort of freaking about it. Not big-time, I guess -- well, it depends on what second you ask me. Maybe just a little big-time.

Here's the deal. I have this best friend in the world and well, he kissed me. Or I kissed him. In any case, there was a kiss. And I do not have any clue what to do because what if this ruined everything and my usual chatroom and IM venting avenues are totally blocked and there's no Dear Abby here and this is just not good in so many ways and my ability to giggle is severely impeded and --

Um. Little help?


[Action | OTA]

[So where is she after making this little post? In the education center, which she is not aware is a hub for the Defense Force. She's typing away at a computer, fingers flying for a WPM in that way only a very seasoned pro can attain. Virtual world distractions, here Garcia comes!]

[Dawn has actually been in Sector Zero for about an hour and a half. She’s been combing through all the information provided on the headset unit. She’s had time to decide that this isn’t some wacky dream her subconscious has cooked up for her. Seeing all the people walking around her, all the detail in everything around her, she even pinched herself a few times. Nope, not a dream.

She flips on the video feed.] Hi MarinaNova Asylum… well, score one for the age of technology, I guess. And hey, I guess I didn’t actually have to study for that impending college algebra test of doom that was supposed to take place tomorrow morning. Time wasted that I’ll never get back. Like, who needs college algebra except for accounting or math-type majors anyway, right? If you graduated high school, don’t you already know all the math of the basic and necessary to everyday life?

[Her rambling ends there and she grows a little more serious, pulling her lip through her teeth. She is trying so hard to put on a brave face and not freak out.] So uhm… I’m looking for someone named Buffy. Short, blonde, usually has really nice shoes and maybe a pointy stick in her hand? [She presses her lips together, stopping herself before she can go on. If Buffy’s here, then everything is going to be okay. That’s what she knows as truth right now. And if Buffy isn’t here, well she’s on the verge of a break down in which there will be many tears and much freaking out.]

[This is a voice post for a reason. But for those who know Derek, his voice is a little off. It’s rough and coarse, a little tight.] Frozen bananas, markers and crayons. Yeah, I probably don’t need to say anything more than that.

[He pauses] Anyway, it’s already one of those days and I could really use a beer. Maybe two or three.



[ Voice Filtered and Locked to the Defense Force and Investigative Team ]

So I thought I’d introduce myself to those of you who don’t know me. I’m Derek Morgan and I’m now in charge of the Investigative Team. I’m gonna try and compile and organize what we know. Put it all in one place for us to reference anytime we need to. That seems the most important right now. And after that, we’ll talk about what action we can take to learn more about this place.

Adding some questions in a file for all of you to think about and hopefully answer. If you’ve got any stories to tell about things you’ve discovered or experiences you’ve had keep it in the same filter and we’ll talk about it. Nothing’s too small. Any and all information is important and could potentially lead to another avenue for us to investigate to learn more.

<b>1. What physical differences do you notice between the last prison and this one?</b> <b>2. List up to five things that you know (or have discovered) about the prison that your average inmate may not know.</b> <b>3. List up to five specific things that you think require further investigation.</b> <b>4. Any other miscellaneous things you think we should know/work on. Comments, questions, stories to tell.</b>

Look forward to working with all of you to figure this place out as well as we can.