MarinaNova Asylum

[The video opens to a pale hand groping pitifully at the floor, where the communicator is filming. She must have knocked it when she went fishing for it. With blue-tinged fingernails, the hand finally nabs the comm and drags it upwards, bypassing a plate of what looks like yesterday's dinner (fried rice with cabbage and root vegetables). The food is untouched.]

[Saya's face comes into view. She's trembling, eyes dull and barely open, skin so pale it's nearly translucent.]

...Zero? [Her voice is as small and shaky and devoid of vitality as the rest of her.] And Yuuki, and Aidan... Tear? Laura? I need to... see you. Please?

[Too late to wish for her bed, or a last trip to the sea. Saya won't make it back, if they even are going back. One last image of the people she cares most about will be the best she can do for the last things she'll ever see.]

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((OOC: Saya's final post in Marina. She'll be falling into hibernation after this and dropped from the game. Thanks to everyone who played with her, it's been a great few years!))

[It's a rainy day, but Richie is in a good mood because kung fu movies at the theater. Best kind of way to spend the day. But it's not as fun doing it alone when you can do it with friends or random strangers. Especially when it's the kind of movies you can laugh about because they're so terrible they're great. It's early afternoon and he's loitering a bit in the lobby before getting on the network.]

It's dreary outside, but that doesn't mean we can't do something fun, right? If they're going to show kung fu flix, we should be taking advantage of it. Watching classic kung fu with the terrible voice overs is almost as fun as watching cheesy horror movies. Anybody want to join me? We can make a marathon of it. Ko, bro, you should definitely swing by.

If you get here soon you'll catch the big end fight of The Booming Insect, and you won't miss the beginning of Master of Swinging Death Trap.

{OOC: Come on and all to the movie mingle! These two movies shown above and these other three are the ones Richie will be watching. Anyone is welcome to join and mingle amongst themselves. If you want to speak to Richie direct just tag action or video on the thread I'm including below.}

[In pleasing contrast to the growing exhaustion that is becoming routine, Saya woke full of energy. She even beat Hei out of bed and wasted no time with silly things like appearance before venturing out in search of breakfast, hair finger-combed and feet bare. (Fortunately she had the presence of mind for a simple sundress, but only just.) She's bouncing, near literally, from restaurant to restaurant, ordering a full compliment at each of them and barely sitting still long enough to clean the plates before hurrying to the next. She can't seem to stop laughing...]

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[It's difficult to pinpoint when or where, but at some point she changed her mind entirely. Her disinterest only applies to the mundane sort of food, though -- a drink sounds like just the thing, from a willing donor or... perhaps, unwilling might be fun... or a fight, maybe. Just someone to play with. She'll decide on a game later.]

[Her stalking around is mostly outdoors, and in between playmates she's busy tearing apart the hems of her dress, alternating long, slow threads and short, jagged rips as her mood suits. As soon as she spots anyone, Saya starts her approach -- whether they want company doesn't especially matter. C'mon, it'll be fun.]

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((OOC: Obviously emotions may vary, but generally if you tag her in a restaurant I'll assume you want gigglier Saya and anywhere else you want the seductive playful Queen Saya. Attacks or blood-drinking are very possible if you want them but I will only do so with OOC permission))

[Sookie kicked Eric out. He's disgruntled because of that and it's more pronounced today, just like his intense desire to have sex with Sookie every single moment of the day since six in the morning had consumed him. That was, by the way, the reason he'd been kicked out. She'd made some sort of noise about vampire stamina and if he touched her again in the next twelve hours, she was going to light blast him. She'd then revoked his invitation and left him wandering around the dome by himself.

Emotions aren't something Eric generally deals with well. He cut all of his emotions off hundreds of years ago for the most part and ever so recently (relatively) Sookie had reawakened them. As a result, he dealt with emotions best when they were singular. Today, he is experiencing a barrage of emotions. Some of them are good emotions like love, lust, happiness, but others are hate and rage. He still hasn't accessed his humanity enough to do regret and that's probably a good thing.

In any case, Eric can be found roaming all over the dome. He'll stop by the blood shack for a while to check on things before he returns to wandering throughout the evening. He assumes Sookie will re-invite him sometime before sunrise. In the meantime, feel free to run into him, but be aware he really doesn't deal well with emotions. At all.]


[ooc: If you'd like Eric to bite or maim your character, let me know. He can and will heal you with his blood, BUT that has some side affects. Hit me up on plurk and we'll talk about those side affects. ]

[ although the morning's rain prevented them from getting an early start on setting up, quinn and rebekah have managed to pull everything off in time for the dance to start. there's tables to sit at when you don't feel like dancing or enjoying the surf, lots of hawaiian-themed snacks and desserts to eat, grass skirts and leis available for those who wish to wear them, lanterns and torches everywhere, with live music provided by quinn, oz, jack, lacus, and anyone else who wishes to get up and sing!

the only thing this party's lacking is the booze, per quinn's intentions of having this be an alcohol-free party. however, that doesn't mean someone isn't going to spike the punch when she's not looking, so if you were planning on doing so -- have at it!

so, go ahead and dance it up with your dates, mingle with some new cr, hop around, and threadjack to your heart's content. festivities will carry on until sometime after midnight when clean up will commence. enjoy! ]

[With modly permission, here's a new mingle for the event to make it count for the next AC. OOC details here.

And psst, remember that Puck isn't altering anyone's mind: no character will actually believe themselves to have always been a zombie hunter/cop/what have you.]

[Buffy is a busy girl today. She spends the morning running various errands: stopping in at the Defense Force headquarters then doing some grocery shopping, coming away with ice cream, brownie mix and an assortment of things that could be mixed into either of those including gummy bears, m&ms, marshmallows, peanut butter chips, potato chips and so on. She's also got sodas and Twizzlers. She stops at the DVD store to grab a few rom coms and girly movies, including a couple of bad ice skating movies then dumps it all off at her apartment in Sector 4. Overall, she's in a really good mood today. Nothing horrible happened the other day with the kissing, besides the Spike thing, but she hit him for that and felt better. There were no new prisoners that complicated her life here.

Once that's done, she heads toward the Salon. Halfway there, she stops and turns the video on.]

Closed Video

Hey, Dawnie, get your butt over to the salon. We're doing mani-pedis and sister time followed by shopping, movies and junk food.

Closed Audio

Sam, I won't be into work tonight. I'm gonna spend some time with Dawn.

[ooc: Feel free to catch up with Buffy at any location, but be warned if it's one of the places that she's meeting Dawn, Dawn might be threadjacking.]

( Action )

[Video]
[Placing the unit back on his head, he waited a moment until he knew he could do this without worrying any of the people that he needed to contact or give his condition away immediately to people who might not be thrilled to see him back. With another deep breath, Zero turned on the video function. ]

Hikaru? Yuuri?...Saya?

[A confused pause settled for a moment before he continued.]

Are any of you still here?

((OOC: In lieu of spamming with posts for all 8 of my characters for kissing purposes, I'm putting up prompts for them all on this one action post! Links are below I may tag around in other posts/the mingle too, but if you want any of mine for the event PLEASE PLEASE DO TAG! I want every single tag for this event!

I don't care if they haven't met yet! Absolutely do not be shy! Also, if anyone wants to call my kids on the network or do non-kiss threads, just indicate such and I'm happy to! Threads can take place at any point in the dayweek, and almost anywhere in the dome.

Links:
+ Lacus Clyne: Everyday walking around prompt | Hot springs prompt for the adventurous~
+ Zelgadis Greywars
+ Cross Marian
+ Penelope Garcia
+ Komui Lee
+ Tony Stark
+ Saya Otonashi
+ Michael Westen))

[Startling red stained eyes meet the screen only briefly when the device turns on, a pale, short haired brunette appearing within an orange jump suit, before she winches and glances away. Light from the artificial sky shines down upon her face, but she shifts somewhat along the side of a tall, solid building, until it's partially blocked by the shade of what can only be assumed to be another one. Direct light no longer shines in the oddly tinted eyes, but clear discomfort remains in the way she lifts a hand to her head, nails burying within her hair. That gaze lifts again, and amidst the swirling specs of crimson in what should otherwise be a darker shade of brown, one could almost think she'd also cried earlier, or that she'd went too long without sleep.

Tongue flicking out to smooth across soft lips, they part gently. With a shaky breath she finally speaks, a quiet comment and question.]

It only feels like a day, but how long was I really gone for...?

[Back flat to the wall it's more of a support than she likes. Another exhale comes, followed by a short, forced laugh.]

I didn't think I'd have to wear the jumpsuit again.

[The amusement isn't genuine though, more of a distraction, maybe even more for herself, than anything. Her free hand strokes her throat, but quickly lowers to wrap around a slim waist. She closes her eyes and presses on.]

There's still people here that remember me, right?

Happy Anniversary, Marina Nova!

The bots have been busy cleaning up the dome and setting up decorations for this momentous occasion, and by now there isn't a nook or cranny left un-pimped! Bright blue MarinaNova flags wave happily in the artificial breeze together with the colorful ribbons that have been wrapped around poles. The streets are illuminated by strings of lights and paper lanterns and each sector gate has been lovingly decorated with fragrant flower garlands.

Of course, that is far from all! There wouldn't be much of a festival without entertainment and your loving wardens have made absolutely sure that there's something for everyone!

( Let the celebrations begin! )

Enjoy!

[ Inmates will be asked to come to Trois Park for Therapy.

( More about the session under cut )

Inmates will be taught Tai Chi and encouraged to meditate at the end. Tea and other calming liquids will be available!]

((ooc: Likewise, feel free to thread-hop and otherwise mingle as you please with this. Open up discussions, have your characters talk about things, ask questions of the group, IDK have fun!))

[ there's a semi-circle of chairs seated before a white board with the words WHO ARE YOU? written in large, black letters across it. below it are follow up questions such as who did you used to be? who do you think you should be? do you know who you are? have you lost your way?, among others. ]

( ooc → welcome to identity crisis 101, folks. even if you didn't sign up for this group ahead of time or get sorted into it, feel free to jump in! Anyone with identity issues of any kind are welcome – newly turned vampires, superheroes who spend a little too much time in the tights, amnesiacs, etc. )

[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.]

[SO LIKE. let's skip all the 'wow prison' 'oh this sucks' 'I don't belong here' and move straight on to there's a dude in the stables and he's new round these parts, dagnabit. and yeah he took it upon himself to start mucking because he's really good at mucking out stables. never mind that if he doesn't keep busy he'll go bananas. or maybe oranges. (why is it always bananas why isn't it ever oranges.)

anyway the horses dig him.

he lifts his arm and swipes it across his forehead to wipe the sheen of sweat off. no he ain't wearing your silly hats!!!!]

These stables need better upkeep.

[this profound statement was brought to you by the word 'HORSE POOP' which is two words actually.]

[A little bit later in the day, after this particular conversation. Jane comes over the screen, cheerful disposition. A lot better than the last time.]

So I've been informed that I am allowed to teach a class. On days ending on zero and five, I am happy to announce that I am going to be teaching a cooking course. On days ending in zero I will teach how to make things like breakfast, lunch, and dinner. On days ending in five, I will be teaching pastries and cakes, and possibly other things.

Tomorrow is a day ending in five, so please feel free to join me at eleven in the morning and bring your sweet tooth with you to the Educational Facility, in the first Kitchen Lab.

[And now to shift gears.]

So we're playing a word game? I have a secret word that is very special to my heart. Rules that Veridical spoke apply. Happy guessing!

[The last few bars of a haunting song play on the feed, an aria some might recognize as Diva's signature. It cuts off mid-bridge, replaced by a voice that sounds exactly like Diva's, and the face is hers except for deep red eyes instead of shimmering blue, and hair cut short instead of long and flowing. She's been outside and is dripping with rain, her thin blue chemise clinging even though she's indoors now, laying facedown on a mussed bed. Her fingers trail idly over the rim of a delicate wine glass. Scattered around her on the bed are other bits of glass, some edged in red.]

All it does here is rain. It's boring.

[Her hand curls around the stem, then cups the bowl of the glass and crushes it in her hand. Blood drips between her fingers to stain the sheet, but when she opens her hand to let the shards of glass drop, her palm is entirely uncut.]

[Restless, Diva rolls in the mussed sheets, sliding through shards of glass and paying no mind when they prick her bare arms.]

Someone

play with me~

[It won't take long for Diva to tire of the indoors and venture back out into the steady rain. At the beach she might yank off her clothes for a swim, or she might go pull wings off the butterflies in the pavilion. Or, perhaps just following around someone who catches her attention.]

((OOC: Diva!Saya broke into a random apartment on a whim. Feel free to have your character find an unexpected vampire queen and crushed stemware in their bed if you like! Else, she can easily be found anywhere outside.))

[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

[ It's late evening when the transmission starts, a velvety darkness competing with the warm light that spills out through the open door. Aidan is sitting in the greenhouse tonight. Maybe he got stuck out there after tending the plants. Maybe he needed some space, fresh air, distance. Comforts of home.

Whichever it is, it's clear that he's got a lot on his mind, features ever so often lit up by the cherry of a stolen cigarette. He doesn't smoke — not really — but tonight he does and those of you that've talked to him over the last few days might've seen this coming.]

I've been here... some 40 days now. Now, I know that ain't much of anythin' compared to most of you but after a while... it just kinda hits you, y'know? How long you've been here an'... how many people you've met. New ones every week. Some of 'em... heh, we lose a lot 'round here, don't we?

We should still remember 'em, but I'm wonderin' if we do. It ain't like we get to say goodbye or nothin', one day they're just... gone. And I've been thinkin'... no one really seems to talk about 'em once they're gone. Not for long anyway... and there's a lot. Every week... someone disappears.

I want to remember them. Simon and Nia. Nill and Haine. Yuri, Kanda... Ava, even though she dumped snow down my shirt. Yuta. Agito. Rapunzel. Nasuti, Reki, Kaylee... Lina. Th' people I never really got th' chance to know, like Gareki and Gemini and Kurama. Atsuro. Reki. Gamzee... Evy. That guy... what's his name. Atton. Road. Birdman. Yuuki... and Toph.

And Jane. [ He falls silent for a moment after that. That's a long list of names, but it always is. The difference here being...] Heh... back home, I was always th' one to leave.

[And with that he cuts the feed.]

[Eric is behind the bar of the Blood Shack when the video comes up. He gives an easy grin, takes a sip of his blood and appears to be entirely at ease. No one would know that a week ago he was suffering from extreme fatigue, weakness and the bleeds because of the damage he did to the bots. He's slowly learned that this place can really screw him over if it wants to. He's wearing a dark red, silky button down and a pair of black pants. He looks like a business man and that's precisely the image he wants to evoke. There's also a red warning band around his wrist that can clearly be seen. Sure, he could tuck it beneath the sleeve of his shirt, but why would he want to do that.]

It seems I've found myself in an altercation with a couple of the bots two days ago. As a result, I'm offering my services to the prisoners at large. If you've chores that need to be done, anything from cleaning to running errands, I'm available. This offer goes out to the first three to take it.

Now, onto more pleasant matters. I've recently been granted ownership of the blood shack. It is still bot monitored for the moment, but I invite you to come out, enjoy yourself and make Marina Nova's vampire owned blood bar a success. For those of you that don't drink blood, I've got the appropriate drinks in stock. Mix, mingle and enjoy yourselves.

I know I will.

[and he's signing off]

[ooc: Just what the post advertises. Eric got in trouble and his punishment is to do chores for at least three people. He is fast and he can fly so make use of his abilities. For your enjoyment this is what you can expect from him in doing your chores.]