I'll kill you.

[A deep, throaty voice rages. A dark hand pulls a dark blade from its side. There's a high-pitched, nasally laugh in response.]

With that? You'll have to try harder.

[There's a crack, like the sound of a tree branch breaking and a whip appears swinging out, wrapping around the blade and pulling on it.]

Deceiver!

Flatterer!

[The struggle continues as the two fight over control of the blade, the whip still tightly bound, but the owner refusing to let go. It will be all over if that happens.]

( I'll die before I allow you to-- )

[It's getting late, and Aqua's just returning to her room to get ready for bed. She doesn't spend much time here if she can help it; it's a place to sleep, nothing more. That's why it's 'going to her room' or 'going to bed,' never 'going home.' It's missing something. Maybe it's the fact that there are no windows. Or maybe it's possible for a residence to be too quiet.]

[Fortunately fate appears to have other ideas about that...]

[There’s just sniffles at first, as a little girl tries to reconcile over 600 hours in her world with several days in interdimensional prison. She wishes the six hundred hours were just a dream, but her wrist is broken and splinted, which can only mean…

Suddenly, the whole prison gets to hear heartbroken wailing.]

Equiuuuuus! [It’s the only comprehensible word amongst the sobs.]

[[OOC: OH YEAH spoilers up the wazoo for Homestuck]]

Oh shit... Oh shit man, this is NOT good!

Oh god damn. Goddammit, Ryoki.. Why did you have to-

[Leo stops and is silent for two or three minutes. Then, he leaps up (as best as he can, restrained) from where he's been sitting down and begins shouting.]

HEY. WHOEVER THE HELL'S IN CHARGE OF THIS PLACE!

Don't I even get like a trial, or a lawyer, or something!? THIS IS BULLSHIT YOU BASTARDS! You can't just throw me in some weird ass place like this and leave me here!!

HEEY!!

[ someone is heading back into his apartment in the wee hours of the morning. someone was not at home the night before last, or yesterday, or in fact until just now. in fact, you might say that someone has been hiding.

the second he gets inside his apartment door, however, he flicks on his communicator for the first time in 60 hours and says into it ]

Wake up.

[Anya nimbles over the communicator, her pulse beating shallow in her throat as she takes in the scenery, the high walls and cool air.

These times, waking up and having no idea where she is, why she's been left here, what could have happened--

Slowly, she extracts the pamphlet from the welcome basket, giving it a cursory read. A first, a second, a third.

Worse, better. She wills her hands to stop trembling, drawing up her knees under her. This... this is not befitting of a Knight of the Round.

Turning on the communicator,]

Who has assumed rank here, and how do I speak to them?

[The communicator shows grass, the early morning park, and the corner of a basket, but no people. Still, there's a voice coming through the communicator.]

Hey! Can anyone hear me? Hello?

Is this even working… probably not, but what the hell.

[There's a bird's screech, and the corner of the basket moves a little.]

How the hell am I supposed to hunt with this thing on?

I can’t believe this... [His voice is low, quiet. There is a lengthy pause before:]

This is awesome! Oh man it’s just like Poe! Going to prison like this for just being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Awesome! Now all I need is a plane and a few other fellow convicts and this will be the best thing ever to have happened to me! The ball and chain is wickedly authentic too!

[Pause.]

Wait. I thought I already reunited with my loving family. This is going a little bit backwards. [More silence before:]

Nic Cage! I have wronged you! I can’t follow your best work ever by the book! Damn.

[Laughs a little.] Oh, right. I guess people can hear me, huh? Hi! I’m John.

Good morning. Today is the 105th day of the third generation, and more inmates will be integrated into the facility. Please be aware of this disruption as you go about your day.

Today marks the celebration of St. Valentine's Day, an Earth holiday honoring love and romance. As a reminder to all inmates who have not acquired a license: romantic interaction is to remain chaste, even in light of the holiday. There will no longer be any leniency on this. Consider acquiring a license if you are interested in celebrating.

Inmates Mako Nakarai, Peregrine Mendicant, and Terezi Pyrope: your requests are at the entrance to Sector 0.

[A video feed activates a bit after 8 AM, showing a perky blonde dressed in a rather red yet stylish tuxedo, complete with a top hat, a white rose pinned to her chest, and a cane in her hand.]

Hi! Some of you might not know me, but I'm Milly Ashford!

Since many of you here are of school age, Nunnally and I have decided that this is the perfect place for a Student Council! [Even if it is technically unofficial for now, it's not like there's money to worry about, right? She just hasn't really had the nerve or chance to discuss it with Euphemia yet, what with her weird behaviour...] If you don't know, a Student Council is a group of students who help organize the student body for events such as cultural festivals and also helps manage relations and planning between school clubs!

But don't worry! Even if you're not a student, since this is an all-ages facility, you can still be a member or create your own clubs no matter your age! You'll just have to drop by and propose your club and we'll help set it up and make sure that everyone has their own space to work in with no conflicts!

We'll get to more details tomorrow, but more importantly, to kick off the founding of the Student Council, we're holding a special festival today for St. Valentine's Day! And don't worry, even if you're not a student you can take part!

Romance is, of course, the focus of St. Valentine's Day, so we want to help you out! And what better to use than chocolate?

So, today will be: Cross Chocolate Day!

For today, there's one special rule:

[She pulls a heart-shaped chocolate wrapped in pink foil out of a sleeve and holds it up for the camera.]

Anyone who gets his or her romantic target to eat a piece of their chocolate wins a date with him or her!

( Details behind the cut! )

((OOC: Make sure to read the info post!

Action open to any parties interested in tracking her down following her broadcast.))

[Action | Open for WV]

[It’s bright and early, and after a nourishing breakfast, WV has struck out for the Athletic Complex, wearing his new tunic and carrying his wooden practice sword. His daily training sessions with Commissar Ciaphas Cain begin today, and he’s very excited!]

[He’ll be trekking purposefully through Sectors 4, 5, and 6 on his way to meet Cain. If there are any early risers (or early arrivals) in the prison, they can feel free to bump into him!]


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[Action | Closed to WV and Cain]

[after his brisk walk, WV finally arrives at the impressive complex. Large buildings and fields stretch out in front of him as far as he can see.]

[wasting no time, he pokes his head into the nearest building:]

Ciaphas Cain! Greetings! I have arrived!

[blinking to adjust his eyes, it takes him a few moments to realize that he’s found a storage room, packed with lacrosse sticks, tennis rackets, folded foam mats, and racks of balls and other equipment. He keeps shouting into the doorway anyway.]

Ciaphas Cain, this is very silly! Come now, where are you? I am here for training!

[The video feed turns on to fingers occasionally covering and darkening the lens for a few seconds before everyone is treated to a lovely view of the floor. It stays that way for a moment before the feed blurs with movement again and you can finally see a young woman’s face off-centered on the feed. You can’t see much of her clothing yet, but the circlet she’s wearing looks very much out of place for a modern setting. She does as well with that highly puzzled look on her face, and mere seconds later you’re getting a panorama of the park as she turns it over yet again. From the way she’s talking, it’s clear she ripped the foreign object off her head without stopping to read the message.]

This certainly isn’t Tenebrous’s realm, but one can't be too careful. Verda? Limna'al? We must not have converted the runes properly…

[Now you can see a lovely view of the grass. There’s a pause in Arianna’s speech, but you can’t tell what she’s doing. When she speaks again her voice is shakier as she tries to control rising levels of panic.] Very funny everyone; this is no time for games. You can all come out now…

Hello?

[Quiet, deadpan, and not at all betraying how confused she is:] I hate this place.

I hate this place so much.



[Filtered to residents of Casa de Britannia]
I...

[...]
[...]
[...]

...seem to have a problem.

I'm in prison, then... [Souji sounds annoyed and frustrated, and just a little anxious.] This is-- I guess I can see why someone thinks I belong here, but--

[An abrupt silence ensues. Souji takes in a slow breath and lets it out in a controlled sigh. When he speaks, he sound considerably calmer.] Other people can hear this message, right? I'm Souji Seta, and I just got here. I'm trying to find out if any of my friends are here -- their names are Yosuke, Chie, Yukiko, Kanji, Naoto, Rise, Teddie...

[Souji trails off and maintains silence for another moment before speaking.] Well, I can describe them if anyone recognizes those names. It'd take a while to list all their features.

[There's another brief silence from Souji before he speaks again.] Is there anyone from Inaba here? I hope not but... if you're from the town I want to get in touch with you.