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08 September 2011 at 12:02 am
[ The face of a young, red haired boy appears on the communicator. Yuta's face is full of confusion as he looks around, thinking he's dreaming. He frowns impatiently, starting to wonder if this really is a dream or not.]

[stomps foot on ground] Where the heck am I? I haven't done anything wrong! Let me leave, I don't wanna be here! I can isolate this whole place! Hey! Tell me..what's going on?!


((ooc: He's scared, but too stubborn to admit it. ))
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08 September 2011 at 12:42 am
[ The days have passed rather quickly for Nathan as he made his adjustment to Marina. After his stunt on the building his first day, he's settled down quite a lot. Sure, there's been a few people he's spoken to, but Nathan isn't used to having this much technology at his disposal. This isn't like Twitter or any of those things he has to punch into his crap mobile. It's time to do something. ]

Alright, can we get off the prom wank?

Who wants ta go mansion-hunting with me?



[ Private : Filtered to Miwako ]

[ He licks his hands and checks his reflection quickly in the reflective surface of a nearby shop, mussing his hair to something a little more presentable before turning the private setting on the feed. Hello, Miss Sex Crime. You're going to the prom with me! Chicks dig confidence, right? ]

Hey Miwako, didja get that iPod off Acu-manners?

[ Dammit, Nathan. ]
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08 September 2011 at 10:51 am
[see vanessa.

see vanessa whip up a black book for the whole prison to see, scowling.]


"There were three things I was absolutely sure about. Firstly, Eduardo was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him that wanted my blood really badly. And last of all, I was madly, deeply in love with him."

[someone made the mistake of reading the book summary on the back]

What is this trash? Are there people who actually read this? [ugh, it's demeaning even to touch this damn thing] I sincerely hope the rest of this library isn't filled with filth like this.

[because if it is she is storming the hell out of there and going back to her room. B(]
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08 September 2011 at 01:10 pm
So... what the gorram hell's a prom?
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08 September 2011 at 11:01 pm
Ava Wilson
[Her own senior prom had been okay, she'd gone with a guy who had liked her and had fun with her high school girlfriends. She's in her twenties so the idea of going to prom should be done and over with, right? Wrong. Because girls love reasons to pick out gorgeous dresses--and maybe have a little fun at other people's expenses.]

Welcome to prison, here's a basket of goodies, information about our mail system, tickets to our talent show, and an invitation to our prom. Oh, and you can never leave. Got to say, Marina, you sure to now how to wow people.

[A private call? Psh. She likes a little attention every now and then.]

Hey, Angie. I haven't seen you around much. What have you been up to?

[Now to bag her an angel.]