MarinaNova Asylum

[There are multiple peg boards set up in Sector 0 today—some tall, some short, some on wheels, some long, some magenta with glitter! But what do they all have in common? They are covered in pictures with familiar faces.

Maybe the face is many years younger and surrounded by family or maybe it's a shot taken in Marina (version 1 or 2!). Maybe it was a time when no cameras were present and yet here is the evidence of that moment in all it's candid glory.

You could have grabbed that really embarrassing or incriminating one and thought you were safe only to find out there were three duplicates! Sweet, horrific, sad, casual, posed, past, or present—the wardens are good at variety, so enjoy!]

(OOC: Plotting post for sharing pictures people might find on the boards.)

[ It's been a long day. An eternity or perhaps just a few minutes, seconds, heartbeats since he woke up to an empty bed and an even emptier apartment. It wasn't too hard to swallow back the panic at first, keep it at bay with positive thinking and the stubborn task of looking in every nook and cranny, of testing the line over and over and over again because sooner or later he would turn up. He'd pick up the call. He was probably just busy, or out in Sector 6 or taking a bath.

He'd show up, sooner or later.

Morning turns to day turns to evening and he's still alone. By now the panic is all-consuming, squeezing at his heart until he can't even breathe. Fingers shaking, Aidan flicks on the audio feed. One last ditch effort. ]

Has anyone- [ But he stops himself there. Sometimes you know the answer all too well. So well that you don't want it confirmed more than you've already done yourself. He draws a deep breath, steadies himself for another short minute. ]

If anyone wants t' know... I know he had a few friends here. Probably more than he knew. Helix is...

Helix is gone.

[ With that he cuts the feed, abruptly, tugs the headpiece off just as frantically before heading down to the beach. He can't think of any other place to go. ]


((ooc: Anyone is welcome to find him down at the beach! Audio responses will be icly delayed seeing as he's pretty damn heartbroken, but they will be responded to eventually. ))

[She's now been at the prison for eight days. Anna still isn't quite sure what to make of the whole situation, and considering she's normally a pro at adapting to new situations, that's saying something. It's a prison, but they're free to wander and explore, even though she hasn't done much of that. She's ventured out to the Blood Shack a couple of times, but that was more out of necessity than anything. And after spending most of her free time in her apartment, on the eighth day, Anna forces herself to leave her place.]

[That doesn't mean she's not on guard. Because she very much is. She's met a few friendly -- or seemingly friendly people here, but they also had no idea what Anna is. And she's not about to start admitting that now. She might be in prison, but she's alive. Or as alive as a vampire can be. She didn't use to live this way -- every single action and interaction based wholly on her own fears. But after what happened to her mother, after what happened to her, Anna isn't about to let her guard down willingly. There's a very small percentage of the population here at Marina Nova that knows her secret -- the Mystic Falls population. And she intends on avoiding them as much as possible. She'd made contact with most of them when she first arrived -- rather, they'd made contact with her. She'd even had civil conversations with most of them. But she also doesn't want to tempt fate.]

[Truthfully, Anna is tired of spending so much time alone. It reminds her of just a few days ago when she was that way forcibly because she was a ghost. She makes her way to the library, planning to swing by the Blood Shack later, and maybe also the horse stables. It's been a very long time since Anna's been around horses, but she's always loved them. She wouldn't mind going for a ride, or even watching other people ride. It beats sitting alone in her place all day.]

[ As mentioned by the wardens yesterday, Eric is hosting a costume party. The Blood Shack is lit by candles for the evening (he remembers the last party he had being interrupted by a power outage) and a small buffet of sorts has been erected. It furnishes mostly hors d'oeuvre and finer foods, things that Caroline picked out as Eric hasn't a clue about human food.

There is blood on tap (naturally) as well as a full bar. Eric has made certain to include water, sodas, tea and various non-alcoholic drinks.

The jukebox is playing a variety of music, but patrons are always invited to pick out their own music. The dance floor has a disco ball and there's the ever present 'dancing' pole on stage if someone gets brave. Tables are scattered about as are sofas and chairs so that people have a choice where they sit.

Enjoy yourself, mix, mingle and admire everyone's costume and everyone is required to have a costume in order to be here. ]

[ooc: I've turned off replies so if you want Eric's attention please tag his thread. Mingle here, have fun and be merry? Everyone is invited, including and especially newbies. ]

[Video]

Um... hello!

[Dressed in a elegant black dress and gloves, Yuuki appears on screen, smiling sheepishly. She's at the beach, which is, of course, a little brighter than she likes. But the location aside, she's situated beneath a tree at the moment, and would look comfortable... if she weren't, obviously, a little nervous. She clears her throat, and bows after a moment.]

Ahem-- today I'm performing on the beach. It's-- well, it's something that I have to do. [A punishment] But I've worked really hard. [And the wardens want it to be public.] So if you don't have anything better to do... you're welcome to come and watch. We'll be starting shortly. Aha-- at the very least there's going to be snacks and food! So even if you don't like the performance, you can remember the delicious foods, right? Mm! Thank you.

[With a bow she expels a breath and cuts the feed.]

[Action + Video]

[There's a shaded mini stage put together over on the beach, with refreshments and snacks around and about. Nothing too large, but cozy and there's plenty of food to go around. Ice cream and popsicles (which you can never go wrong with) in addition to more savory snacks, such as takoyaki among other things. It's bigger than the girl at the center of attention would like. But she's going to see this through, even if the person who had originally helped train her rigorously to perform the songs isn't here any more.

On stage, she's wearing the pretty black number that Hikaru has carefully picked out for her. And despite her nerves from before, she's composed now. Training in how to handle herself in front of an audience (granted one at a ball) has proven to help when it comes to dealing with a large amount of people publicly. So, as she introduces herself once more, and her eyes swim about the beach to find Zero, and the rest of her roommates, she manages a smile.]

Mm... I've worked really hard on the songs for today! I wrote them together with Sheryl-san... so even though she's not here any more, I hope that I can convey them the way she would have liked. So for those of you who decided to come and listen... thank you!

[Taking position on stage, she waits for the sound of the music to begin, before her voice rings out. Filling the air and network, emotions wrap and coil around every lyric as she hopes for and wills the audience to become absorbed in the music and the listen to her.]

( Songs )

[OOC: Come and get your emotions played with... accidentally of course! Information can be found here. Characters can get their emotions played with or become enchanted, and vampires can get affected with the... side affects. It's all optional of course! In addition to the songs above Yuuki will sing Celmisia (Lyrics), and Heroine Syndrome (Lyrics) People are free to post as Before, During, or After the performance.]

[Puck's voice sounds cheerful, which isn't an unusual thing for Puck's voice to do, but to those who know him very well - not that there are many in the dome - it might actually sound a little more upbeat than usual.]

So it's been how many technical difficulties in how many days now? Not that I'm complaining [quite the opposite] or trying to imply someone else could do a better job, oh no... but I think it's about time we started taking bets on what it's going to be next.

Can we have a flood? How many other prisons can boast having had an underwater flood? [He playfully clear his throat.] --Probably one or two, considering how the prisons around here seem to multiply like cockroaches. But nevermind that. Underwater flood. Come on, esteemed overlords, you know you want it.

And from one topic to another... isn't there a little lamb out there who thinks something is a bit overdue?

[Computer Lab; action]

[What do you do when you're blue and in prison all of a sudden? You look for Erik, perhaps, to start but otherwise keep a keen ear listening for useful information. Though the network's full of squabbling human voices by the sounds of it, Mystique's taken to combing through it after settling in at the Computer Lab in Sector Two. Earpiece on she's reclining in a chair with her long legs crossed and propped up on a desk; not exactly giving off approachable vibes but what do you expect from a naked blue mutant?]

[Elsewhere; action]

[If computer labs aren't your thing then you'll have plenty of other opportunities to see Mystique a little later in the day, as hard as she is to miss. She'll be scoping out the perimeter of the dome and it's buildings and 'sights'. Not without something akin to a sneer at most of it, but a mutant's got to eat when a mutant's got to eat.]

[Network]

[If you think you've heard a subtle click listening in on feeds in silence, or noticed someone trying to pick into your stronger encryptions, then you'd indeed be right. Not exactly all that familiar with the tech yet, tracks aren't exactly covered as she sates curiosity throughout the day.]

[There is a very tall, pale, blonde man on the screen. He's wearing dark clothes and his blonde hair is slicked back. He gives the camera a charming smile. ]

I understand we're to be inundated with visitors today. I also understand that a sudden arrival here can be a disconcerting and that often requires a drink. I invite everyone to come have a drink at the Blood Shack in sector four. We've got a wide variety of drinks, both ordinary and unusual.

Come spend your day with us at the Blood Shack. We'd be delighted to have you.

[ The video clicks off.

Those that decide to take Eric up on his invitation, will find the Blood Shack up and running. During the day, a few bots can be found doing some of the mundane things like delivering drinks to tables, but during the evening Eric will be behind the bar and the presence of bots is reduced. The bar itself is dimly lit with small tables and booths places about. There's a dance floor and a stage with a pole at one end. The other end of the stage is occupied by what can only be called a throne, which Eric occupies when Spike is behind the bar. There is also a jukebox that customers can play. ]

[ooc: feel free to use this as an open mingle. I've turned off comments so if you want to speak directly to Eric, comment there.]

[ It's a sweltering hot day under the sea! Luckily the wardens have provided the necessary means to keep cool: whether you're sunbathing at the beach, sniping your fellow inmates with a fully loaded super soaker or just cooling off under a tree with a cold treat, this is the place to do it! ]


(( ooc: Mingle away! You are of course encouraged to make your own posts and mingles for this event, should you want to! Event information can be found over HERE! ))

[The feed opens up and focuses on the blue teen and for anyone familiar with him they might notice he's a little pale. His cheeks are flushed a darker blue though and his nose looks a little sore from blowing it all day and the day before. It's clear he's feeling under the weather and has the sniffles! Which leaves him looking fairly miserable and tired.]

I hope you all enjoyed your gifts. [Stuffed up and pathetic sounding.]

Needless to say I am not going out in the snow ever again. [He wiggles his nose and winces a bit as a sneeze comes on. There's a bit of a struggle before there's a loud "ACHOO!" and the device falls off his face and onto the bed. There's a soft "Ugh" before he picks it up and brushes the off button with his thumb.]

((ooc: I'm open for anything, he's not really gonna want visitors but I'm sure Aidan won't object if someone wants to bring him tea or soup or something.))

[So what do you do when you think you’ve woken up in an underwater prison, surrounded by people from a multitude of other universes with things like magic and powers? You try and snap yourself out of a psychotic state, for starters. Secondly, you start trying to figure out how possible it is to give yourself an MRI. Run a few tests because clearly something’s wrong here.

Tumor, brain, somewhere. Coma? Bad dream.

Stress, breakdown. Total psychosis?

Can't feel a fever. Hallucinogenic? Would've remembered the brownies.

So while attempting to diagnose his own nonexistent mental issues Alex Karev will just be taking up roots in the coffee shop; tending to a cup of plain black with a side dose of pacing and eye-rubbing. He’s mentally unstable and hallucinating, doing a total Izzie only worse. Just freakin’ amazing. He’ll be offering any and all passerby a sidelong glance that may or may not be attempting to determine just how real they are. And possibly acting a little like a recluse in fear of giving this mental lapse a little more fuel to burn on.]

( Closed action, Helix )

[Video; open ]

Hey, y'all. Happy holidays and uh... and all that. [ Unsure if he did that right. They don't do Christmas where he's from and that's very much the point of this transmission. ] I was thinkin', I bet there's plenty of us that don't celebrate th' way the Wardens've set this up. We've got people from all over the worlds after all, it'd be weird if everyone did it just like this.

How do you do it back where you're from? Do you celebrate... Christmas or is it somethin' else?

Oh, and uh... I'll be doin' a little celebration type thing of my own down at th' beach, if anyone wants to join. Just a little somethin' from back home... bring a cup, if you're comin' down.

[ Action; open. Aidan can be found down at the beach together with Helix. They've set up a fire in one of the fire pits and anyone interested will get an introduction to the godless earth-worshipping religion that Aidan is a surprisingly devout follower of. He can also be found scurrying over the dome throughout the day, delivering GIFTS to friend and foe alike! If your character isn't on the list but has some kind of CR with Aidan, feel free to assume they got something useful and generic like a pair of gloves or a scarf! ]

[Helix will be bundled up tight and out delivering his gifts to people, nicely gift wrapped or tucked in holiday bags. Some of you will get yours face to face, others (like his enemies for instance) will have theirs left on a doorstep or where they can find them. Feel free to run into him, even if he doesn't have a present for you!

Be forewarned, at some point once he's done playing santa he will start a snowball fight!]

((ooc: Basically this is a catchall post, open to anyone and everyone. We can thread out gift-giving or handwave it's up to you! Feel free to note he pelted some passerby with snow or just wander up and have a cup of cocoa with him. Anything goes!))

[Baby it's cold outside! Raven's cheeks are still flushed pink though snowflakes have melted from her hair after coming inside. She's in a warm looking turtleneck and sporting a smile for the camera, long blond hair half-swept back. When she gives a little wave it's easy to see her nails are painted festive colors of rich red and dark green.]

Merry Christmas! The snow's so... refreshing, isn't it? I want to build a snowman. Has anyone built one yet? Anyone want to? It seems like so much fun.

[Private to Helix]

Hi. I wanted to... say thank you for y'know, training me. I have a gift for you and Aidan. [She scratches her nose, eyes slightly averted from the screen.] If you both don't mind.

[Private to Zelgadis]

... Hey. Happy Holidays. Are you busy tonight?

[Private to Spike]

Hey, you. Do vampires celebrate holidays?

[ Sleigh bells ring, are you listening? In the lane, snow is glistening! A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight, walking in a winter wonderland inside-out snowglobe at the bottom of the sea!

The prison is sparkly-white on this fine, crisp day, covered in a thick, fluffy layer of pristine snow. Bots are keeping the walkways free and safe for organic travel, but it isn't hard to find spaces fit for snowball fights, fort-building or snow angels! If the chill gets to you, there's plenty of hot, seasonal beverages readily available, along with other christmas-y snacks. Maybe you'd like to visit the Santa exhibit at the museum, or do a little last-minute shopping for presents? Perhaps you're already set to celebrate the holiday!

Whatever it is you want to do, this is the place to do it! ]

(( ooc: Mingle to your hearts contents! Event info can be found over here! ))

[ this is her first time doing one of these without gran, and something she thought was going to be difficult for those very reasons is actually rather therapeutic, heartwarming -- a glance back at her roots, back when she was just adele stackhouse's weird granddaughter and not that fae who mingles with vampires. sookie contributes a few dishes from her gran's old recipes, along with something lafayette taught her to make. she's got all the tables in this part of trois park covered with checkered table clothes of varying colors, lots of plastic silverware, paper plates, cups, and napkins at the ready, and a stack of picnic blankets folded up on one of the benches for those who wish to sit on the grass instead of at a table. sookie even brought a long a mesh bag full of sports equipment -- or rather, a couple frisbees, a football, soccer ball, basketball, and even some hacky sacks. (she's not the sports type, but jason would always be off playing something with the other guys.)

hopefully she didn't leave anything out. hopefully this will help cheer everyone up some, both the new arrivals and those still dealing with the days they spent in that other prison. ]

[Puck is... not up to anything special. Maybe. He's sitting somewhere public and outdoors, cross-legged, and at first glance it looks like he's carving in a thin piece of wood. At second glance it's noticeable that he's not using a knife, but rather moving his fingers up and down what's shaping up to be a flute-to-be, an occasional spark of blue magic working its way into the wood.]

[Should someone not be up and about early enough to observe this display of craftmanship, a while later Puck can be heard trying his new flute out. It's an improvised melody, or many melodies in a jumble - sometimes slow, but mostly the tune is fast and cheerful. He's actually quite talented at it. Nothing wrong with making noise early in the morning, right?]

[Amidst the otherwise lovely weather of the dome, there's quite the miniature storm brewing in the park. Lightning that seems to streak down from the top of the dome, gusts of abnormally strong wind, claps of thunder. But no rain, and the lightning looks, if you catch it just so, to be tinged with red. Clearly not a typical weather pattern.]

[Further investigation will show that there's a cloaked figure at the center of it all, the cause of it in fact, arms held aloft as he manipulates his spells. And what's he trying to do, exactly? Repeat a happy accident he had a few months ago with a summoning spell. Zelgadis is trying to get Saber back.]

[It's so obvious. How did he not think of this before? Maybe it was the transfer of prisons that woke him up, got Zelgadis thinking about Sentience's coup and all the sleeping people that couldn't be roused. If Saber went home, if he could be sure of that, no way would he be trying this. But if she's just in some other dimension, a no man's land, or floating in blackness...]

[He has to try. No matter how tired he feels thanks to the extended use of strong magic, no matter how his vision dots with black. She'd do no less for him.]

[Lightning flashes down from above and the wind kicks up in a short radius around his immediate area as Zelgadis pours his magic -- all of it -- into the summoning. He's already fading, but if it gets Saber back, if there's even a chance, he'll gladly drain himself completely.]

***

((OOC: Anyone near the park will see the lightning show and may also be caught by a sudden, strong wind if you like! Please do not have your characters injured by the effects unless we chat OOCly first, but anything short of that is fair game! He might be a little out of it as he gets drained from the power restrictions.))

[After a hard day's work, it's time for dinner. And there's food a cookin' in the shared kitchens of Squall Asylum. It might even smell better than you'd expect, because a bunch of rations put together makes a little more than a few cold potatoes alone. And face it, with Lacus around making wine out of water (or as close to it as possible, judging by the "feast") it's bound to be a good time.

So take forth your delicious food and eat as a group. After all, social interaction's awesome. We may not have beaches to luau on but the same people are hanging out and ought to stay closely knit despite the circumstances. Be a recluse if you want to, but you won't get far eating plain rice alone. Join in!

Dinner consists of an assortment of simple dishes prepared by Lacus creatively despite ration restrictions. Some of the dishes offered include a rice and beans dish, cabbage stew, fried rice with the veggies, and a very simple carrot bread.

And for you folks who go to the dark side, there will be a chicken dish as well though Rebecca will be giving it and partakers of it slightly irritated side glances for a multitude of reasons.]


(OOC: So if you didn't hear on day 221 ('yesterday'), Rebecca had been cheerfully suggesting a ration-share program to make a lot of something out of a little nothing. Whether you responded or not, feel free to hand wave if your character joined in by donating some of their rations to be made into meals likely at the hands of talented chef Lacus.

This mingle is solely about day 222 dinner, but also feel free to hand wave that breakfast and lunch were similarly made for those who participated. And if you didn't participate? Well, feel free to crash & eat your own food with the group or sneak a few bites. There might not be tons to go around, but it's doubtful anyone will turn you down.

Notifs are off but I'll be surfing the post & Becks'll have her own post down below.)

[action | open]
( The musings and wanderings of a depowered mutant )

[video | defense force filter]
Our new warden made this sound temporary. I guess we'll see about that. Since this place isn't set up in sectors, and we're missing some leaders* I'm going to do some temporary shuffling. When [If] we get back we'll need to select some more leaders. Until then, listen up because these are the assignments:

Sectors 0, 2, and 6 are under me. We'll watch the living quarters.

Sectors 3 and 1 combine under Jack. You take the yard.

Sectors 5 and 4 combine under Buffy. Handle the extra areas. Putting a fence up around that farm was like tying a ribbon around it, and everyone wants to open their present. [Including one of our own apparently.]

Anyone who is not combat ready without powers can assist dispatch or investigative. Do not engage if you can't handle it. You're not being brave; you're making it harder on everyone around you. Don't make me babysit. You know who you are.

Dispatch, keep doing what you do. Feed us any information we need from the network and route teams if we get a distress call. We stay in contact with each other through them.

No headquarters yet. We've barely got enough rooms to go around as it is, but I need the investigative team working this from every angle. If you're on a combat team and the investigative team consider yourself all investigation for now unless you're also a team leader. [Yes, Jack, that means you.] Reid's in charge with Derek gone.

We've already got a known situation with Euphie and the green one. [Realizing she doesn't know his name.] Report if you've got it under control otherwise I want all teams on the watch for them. Expect more trouble. New setting, new wardens, no rules. People are going to be pushing the boundaries. Push back.

Got issues? Let's hear it.

( OOC )