-- a sci-fi movie with an underwater city in it? Or... hmm-- wait, maybe this is supposed to be Atlantis. But in the future! That'd explain the eyepiece! Of course, that has to be it!

[ The seemingly-random declaration was followed up with a triumphant fist-smack on his open palm, despite the ridiculousness of his claim. Nonetheless, once that was figured out, the brunette didn't waste any time moving on to the next issue: figuring out how this super-cool high-tech eyepiece worked. ]

You know, for a dream about future Atlantis, I was kind of expecting robot mermaids, or laser-guided tridents, or... what would Atlantis look like in the future, anyway? Did anyone ever officially figure out what it looked like before? Maybe--

[ A pause in which Kazuki presses a button. And the sound goes out. Although his lips are still moving. One can only assume he's spouting out more ridiculous nonsense. It doesn't take long before he un-mutes the communicator, finally having figured out that it's been recording this whole time. ]

FELLOW ATLANTIANS! ... Wait, maybe I should've given this more thought. What should I say... Greetings?

[ It was late in the evening. Too late for any sane person to be out wandering around, much less someone so new to the environment. And yet, here Sunako was, meandering.

In the darkness and shadows, one might easily pass right over her with their eyes and miss her, but for the glint of moonlight off of her pale hands and face.

Things went bump in the night, didn't they? Good. That is exactly what she was counting on. ]

(( Coming to a Sector near you. All manner of creeps and creatures welcome, but keep in mind, she is rather fond of strange, dark beings, and rather strong by human standards. ))

Hello. [Pause] I just wanted to welcome everyone [but mostly she just wanted to say something, anything on the network in case Cornelia might be out there somewhere listening.] I know it's a little confusing since you didn't all arrive with the same message the rest of us had when we got here and there wasn't a welcome basket with a brochure.

This is Marina Asylum and you were brought here because of a problem with the AI who controls this place. It's supposed to only be temporary, so please just enjoy the time you have left here. It's nice meeting everyone.

[Cornelia?]


(OOC: Backdated to earlier. She's near the butterfly pavilion.)

[Darkness stretches out, casting eerie shadows on the few lite places that light pathways and objects cast beneath the faint light of artificial stars in the sky. It's unnaturally quiet. A sort of stillness is settled over the night that allows a chilled feeling of cold to sink deep within your skin. If you're alone, you probably feel it.; an intense gaze that you can't quite place, but it's there watching you. Watching you and waiting.

It follows you fixedly, unstraying, but worse. Clouding the atmopshere in waves is the sharp feeling of biting irritation and fury. It all but drips coldly around the area in hungry thirst as it bores into the back of your head piercingly. And still that feeling of being watched draws closer and closer and closer, drawing ever near.]

[OOC: Everyone is free to respond but there will be only one victim who is already choosen. That doesn't mean that Megumi will not actually approach others, though. Depending on the person she might fall back and disappear without saying anything or else approach and talk. No hurting her please! If you carry religious items on you she will more than likely keep her distance. Groups of more than one will be avoided, too.]

It seems perhaps this is an unfortunate time to add confusion to commotion. I'm... afraid I'm unfamiliar with the use of this sort of device, but- [Well, here we go. The video feed shows Subaru, standing a little awkwardly, in his usual fancy pants vampire clothes and a little hesitant. His tone is polite though, calm and almost curious.] I'm sorry; I think I may have arrived through some sort of mistake.

My brother, as well. Unfortunately, I'm not able to find him the way I usually would at the moment.

... His name is Kamui. If it's at all possible, I would appreciate any help in returning to him.

[[ooc; SO LATE TO THE PARTY and backdated to mid-morning :|b]]

...this place likes to grab me when I'm in the middle of needing to beat a monster that's about to destroy the Digiworld...

[Head rub]

I don't suppose it'll be nice enough to send me home again, will it?

[He isn't late to the party, he was just... seriously confused. And has been wandering aimlessly around and wondering aloud (though the communicator was off the only time) about where he's ended up. But now he's figured out how to turn it on, so he's decided to use it!]

Wow, this place is so weird. It's a... a prison, right?






I DIDN'T DO IT, OKAY? I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE ACCUSING ME OF, BUT I DIDN'T DO IT!! AREN'T I SUPPOSED TO GET A TRIAL LIKE BEFORE? I'VE GOT BUDS IN HIGH PLACES, Y'KNOW!!

[ Late into the evening in Sector five, a white skinned humanoid creature stands paused to inspect the storefronts and buildings. It resembles a child-like, deformed angel with its wings and glimmering disc of light above its head. But it bears a set of familiar pentacles on its stomach and forehead, and blank red eyes.

Now this isn't the Black Order HQ...

Oh, but somebody must be around.

And so it starts walking, cocking its head to the side with curiosity. Its communicator is crushed and dropped to the ground, laying strewn in pieces. All these building, all these buildings, there must of course be humans.

A high pitched giggle, ] Come out, come out, where~ever you are.




((OOC: Event-style post for the Akuma attack. Anyone on the scene (before or after Exorcists arrive) will be attacked. Anything hit by the Akuma's attacks is subject to poisoning, which although reduced in toxicity, is still a very bad thing. [ Stages include first becoming covered in five-pointed black stars and then kind of crumbling into dust once the stars merge and your skin turns black. :D And then the gas of that itself is toxic! ]

Also, Akuma will likely scream at some point during the log, which basically is so loud and invasive that it throws off synchronization/ balance/ threatens to burst heads. If it happens it'll probably reach the farther sides of the dome. So you might get a wake-up call later on that you didn't expect...

And so here goes giant fight-thread. 8E ))

[Revive is out wandering around the dome. The fact that only a few people are likely to be out doesn't bother him. He's not much used to dealing with humans outside of military operations anyway. And since he has been told he's probably not going to be here tomorrow, he figures he doesn't have to worry about getting sleep. He also figures he's less likely to run into Ribbons at this hour. So he's just going to wander and explore, away from any big commotion that might happen to be going on.]

[ this is not filtered because Zim doesn't even care ]

NEPETA!!! Have you found and destroyed the human boy, Dib, yet?!

[The video clicks on and it's a young boy with pale blond hair and blue eyes blinking curiously for a moment before smiling.]

Good. It worked.

[It's dark and it's obvious he's outdoors somewhere, but doesn't look too concerned.]

Ritsuka, you haven't found me yet. Fighters should be able to find their Sacrifices anywhere. [somewhat reproving, but he says it lightly] I'm at the Butterfly Pavilion, waiting for you.

[And he'll continue to wait there, because he's certain of the fact that Ritsuka will come get him.]

{OOC: This is a Canon AU version of Soubi Agatsuma from Loveless. Basically he's the 12-year old Loveless Sacrifice and Ritsuka is the 20-year old Fighter. If you would like more information, check out the entry on his journal.}

[Shinji's just going to fiddle with the device a couple of times before he gains the courage to talk.]

Um. Hello? Can anyone hear me? Am I still at NERV headquarters?

...Is this some kind of joke?

Did I get kidnapped?

Anyone?! I need help! Ushiro's unconscious and has a lot of blood on him. I'm going to take him to the hospital! Please have a healer meet me there!

[OOC: Thread here~]

[The scene in front of the camera must be a strange one. It is just after sunset, because how else would she have a spotlight? There is what looks like a courtroom scene, roughly sketched out in white and yellow chalk. A troll "judge" is seated at the center, on the brick wall (the side of some random building or another) and chair has been drawn on the ground.

On this circle sits a boy, who looks somewhat confused, a streetlight service as a spotlight for this show. Terezi is far, far more excited about this. Downright giddy, in fact!]

Hello, Marina! Trolls and aliens, alike. Tonight I bring you what some of you have been no doubt waiting for~ [Turning to the boy.] The accused will speak his name for the record!

...Keiichi Maebara. [ Disbelievingly. ]

The scenario you are about to witness is mostly fake-- [A snicker, the mirth fading to something a little more insidious after a moment.] But the judgement is very real.

[Terezi then turns swiftly, pointing her cane (mostly) at Keiichi.] You-- YOU have been accused of ... some crime or another, right? Not that it matters, but... How do you plead?

Wh-- [ Annoyed. ] Innocent, of course! Haven't I been telling you this entire time that I'll be sent home soon because it's a mistake?!

[Snickering, the troll girl pulls a coin from her pocket and shows it off.] We'll see about that~

((OOC: Black text is Terezi; red is Keiichi. Action is open, if anyone wants to get involved in the "trial", or just watch the drama unfold~ ))