[She's been avoiding the Defense Force headquarters and avoiding the bars which works out since she can't actually go into them. And with the temperature drop and the snow out, she's avoiding the outside too. Instead she's sitting on her bed picking apart the insides of a computer, and making adjustments to it.]

You know, your private posts are a lot easier to hack into than they should be, but you really don't say anything all that entertaining in them either.


( OOC )

[After practicing making the chocolate parfait (with berries!) yesterday, Atsuro finally feel satisfied with the end result. All that’s left is to go over to Yuuki’s place and surprise her with it.

At least it’s easy to carry the dessert around. The only thing he have to worry is to not drop it and ruin his efforts.

Paying no heed to his haro, he set up a private filter to one Yuuki Kuran.]
Yuuki? This is Atsuro. I’m coming over to your place.

[Why? It’s a surprise for her.]

[ Kohran is in a good mood, thanks to yesterday's festivities. She had taken note of Sentience's query, though she thinks she might need more time to ponder over her answer. However, something had been nipping at her brainstems and people will find that this is completely unrelated to machines/robots/general tinkering as she makes her broadcast: ]

Good day, Marina! How are you all doing today?

I was just wondering, would anyone be interested in holding a stage play?

[ She holds up some of the scripts that she had requested from Acumen, notably The Azure Sparrow, Trip to the Occident, and Thousand Furs. ]

We will need actors, people to work on costumes, lights, sounds and stage décor! It won't be something too big, I guess -- something light and fun where we can all work together! What do you think?


(( OOC: Hiatus schmiatus Come one, come all! There's long-term CR to be had (as plays aren't assembled in just days), and time-killing activities for your kids! Oh, and threadjacks are welcome in this post! ))

[Because of a promise he somehow ended up in, Atsuro’s busy looking up recipes and getting ingredients. He’s pretty alright with it, since he doesn’t mind cooking and it’s for a friend.

In the Shelter’s kitchens, he’s hard at work making what he’s set out to make: a parfait.

Because he's in the kitchens, anyone that knows him will see a rare sight. Atsuro with his hat off. Not only that, but he's wearing his hairclip to keep his hair out from his eyes.]

Did I get it right? [He mutters to himself, checking the recipe and how the dessert looks so far. Maybe he should ask for help...

Ignoring his haro’s remarks, he reaches out for his communicator and adjusts the privacy settings.]

[Video | Filtered from Yuuki Kuran]
Does anyone have experience with making parfait?

[At the entrance to Sector 5, several very long tables have been set up outside. Low light is provided by street lamps hung up just for the occasion, a cozy dining room in the middle of the street. There's turkey, mashed potatoes, candied yams, cranberry sauce, and many, many other Thanksgiving favorites. A warm, printed message at the center of the table asks:

In the tradition of the holiday known as Thanksgiving, please feel free to enjoy this meal and think about all the things over the last year for which you are most grateful.

Come one, come all! Food covers the tables, enough for the prison's entire population, courtesy of the bots. Have a nice big dinner with your fellow inmates, and get your CR on!]

[ he seems to be answering this question a lot lately, so might as well give all future questions an answer in a one fell swoop via PSA. ]

I am not an angel. My name is Angel, but it's just a name. No halo, no wings, no time spent in heaven. Stop asking.

[It's a bright day, warm and sunny, or however sunny it can be at the beach within an under water dome. Fingers curling around the delicate handle of a parasol, Yuuki walks along the shore line at the beach, a seasonal appropriate sun dress covering her. She's pale, but pretty, sandals off her feet to run and dig her toes within the soft sand. Gaze below she walks, looking for sea shells and watching the foot prints she makes in the sand with each step she leaves behind.

At last, she tilts her head back, lifting a small hand up into the sky.]

It's a beautiful day.

[In light of the blood and violence previously, it's such a strange contrast. The days here are are so peculiar, each one bringing a new feeling with it's strange flow of time. One moment it can be peaceful and the next chaos.]

I think they're important to enjoy. You never know when things might suddenly change.

[A deep breath, breathing in the fresh air - before she slumps, head falling while she brings an arm up to rub at her eyes]

Ahhhh it's really really bright though, isn't it. [Not that easy going on a vampire's eyes. OTL Maybe she needs to invest in some sunglasses.]

[If you know Lacus, you know she's a little overly curious sometimes, so it might not come as a big surprise to see her roaming around, pausing to touch various things, smell some flowers if any happen to be in the area. But she's not usually followed around by an athletic, headphone-wearing brunette who's carrying an impressive laptop/handheld technogadget combo. And usually there aren't electrodes under all that pink hair.]

[Lacus isn't bothered by the rain in the slightest and Rebecca has the equipment covered so they're just as likely to be outside as inside, Lacus playing around in the light rain in clothing that's quite a bit more suited to summer than early spring. At Rebecca's direction, Lacus is idly taking her time to take in whatever's around, whether that's dipping her fingers in the koi pond or nestling into an armchair in the shelter common room or leaning against the brick wall of one of the lesser used buildings. She might sample a few things from the restaurants, too.]

[And if you happen to be around, Lacus might casually ask if she can touch you. Don't worry, it's all for science.]


((OOC: Threads will be with Lacus and Rebecca and can be located anywhere in the dome! Feel free to ask what's going on, or react as if Lacus has approached you. There will be no touching without permission, but she's a hard girl to say no to ^_^ ]

Well, I guess it's official. I'm shit out of luck and desperate for a distraction.

So, porn or zombies?

And if you've got a secret stash, I want in on it!

[ Yep, someone's managed to avoid all the mirrors today. Blame Cas for disappearing. Dean's in no mood to see how crappy he actually looks. And, if ever there was one thing that helped cheer Dean up, it was a good horror flick and some porn. ]

( Deep Puck thoughts that mostly amount to 'be more fun, guys' )

( The actual spell )

[OOC: Feel free to thread amongst yourself, anywhere in the dome! Here's the OOC post for details.]

[The shelter is clearly equipped for a celebration to mark the changing of wardens. Everything is neat and tidy, with decorations and a generous food spread laid over the tables for the taking. There’s also the usual entertainment in the common areas – TVs, video games, movies. Maybe you can talk someone into an impromptu karaoke party. Why not? Sentience doesn’t mind.

There’s a party to be had, so get down with your bad self.



Need an invite? Aren’t quite sure what’s going on? Well, here’s a friendly neighbourhood Judith to explain it to you. The camera feed pans over a glammed up corner of the shelter’s common area before going back to her face. It’s clear she’s pleased by the set-up.]

If I had known this was planned, I would have made some special cupcakes.

[Are you wondering what goes into Judith’s special cupcakes? Keep wondering.]

I suppose after all the excitement from last night, it’s nice to have some fun and relax. I’m not sure it’s fair to have one party directly following another – but maybe I’ll get to make up for missed opportunities. [She wanted to kick a robot’s face in, okay.]



((OOC: Mingle post for Sentience’s party in the shelter! The shelter is decorated with streamers and there’s a feast spread! But only three types of ice cream, though. Create threads and tag amongst yourselves! It’s a celebration, anything goes. Backdated slightly to the early evening.

If you want to respond to Judith via video, feel free! There will be a thread for that right here! Notifs are turned off otherwise.))

Okay... so, I'm pretty sure this works? Or else I will be talking to myself which is kinda dumb.

[Flynn is kind of yelling at the network. Not exaggeratedly so, but he's really loud as he speaks. Forgive the grandpa with no experience at all with this kind of technology.]

So... not that I complain not being back at home, and I'm pretty sure I'd have gotten a way worse deal about these crimes if I had been found by the kingdom, but. You know, I happen to like knowing what's going on. Weird, I know. But indulge me a little.

I know that these- [He motions at the device he's holding] weird things do a lot of useful little things and I stopped trying to understand how they worked a while ago.

I know I'm, supposedly, in some kind of prison as well. Fair's fair, you caught me, it's how these things go. Not personal, I know.

But how did I ever get here? Where's the girl that was with me? How can I even breathe if I'm under the ocean? And be honest guy's, is this the frog's fault?

[Nia is standing in view of the feed very purposefully. She is on a mission!]

Pardon me, everyone!

My name is Nia. If you are new here or we have not spoken before, it is very nice to meet you. [She beams, genuine.] I have been here for a little while now and can help answer questions. For example, the pet café has lots of animals you can take home! Oh, but only if you are nice to them. And in the shelter kitchen, the robots will make you all sorts of food! Anything you would like.

[She’s getting sidetracked from her mission!, though, and shakes her head.]

I’m sorry but a friend of mine is missing – or I suppose he could just be wandering, or perhaps he has become lost. He is very tall – [compared to when he used to be shorter than her, anyway] – with dark hair and he wears a miniature drill key on a chain around his neck. [Manly mecha anime needs phallic imagery. I mean—what?] If you have seen him in the last couple of days, please let me know!

Thank you for the time. And – enjoy tonight’s festivities!

[With that, she clicks off.]

[Lights, camera, and serious face. Granted, Link is usually sporting a serious face, but this time it has a more intense edge to it. Maybe even a little unexpected for the inspector.]

If you have information regarding the whereabouts of Allen Walker you will contact me immediately.

[Yes, Marina inhabitants, that was an order. Link has been looking and calling him directly for some time before resorting to this. Noah, you better have not had anything to do with this.]

[Late afternoon in Sector 3, a slightly-built robot, different from the many that wander the facility, has gathered with a few of the inmates in front of the movie theater.]

[They're planning a party, or so they say.]

[...Within an hour they break away and head to an unremarkable, sealed building towards the dome wall of Sector 3. And then Sentience's party disappears inside it and they are not seen or heard from again for the rest of the day.]


((OOC: The first event mingle. Do not respond to the post itself! Sentience will make several comments over the next few hours. Each comment is a separate prompt, describing the action that's just happened and which is happening. Comment to a "prompt" comment to set your character in the mingle, so that other characters can tag you there! If you want to tag Sentience, Sentience will be making comments just like every other character so that you can interact with it directly.))

So everyone's in agreement that the kisses that happened yesterday don't count, right...?

[Searching for confirmation here, because she definitely kissed more than she intended! One was already one too many. Even a day later she still looks red, and slightly embarrassed over it all. She thought going to bed after would help her forget it all, but instead she can't stop thinking about one in particular. The memory of Zero's lips cause her eyes to dance away from the screen. With a small cough she clears her throat.]

Is that normal for St. Xocolatl's Day?

[With idle hands, she fidgets a moment, before deciding to work on braiding her hair.]

I heard something about a holiday called White Day that's supposed to serve as follow up. Because there was an idea that after the last Holiday this was around the time of St. Xocolatl's Day. Or...however you measure time and holidays here. Please tell me it's not something equally as weird.

(OOC: Still finishing up kissing threads. If I missed one that someone wanted me to tag to poke me about it!)

[Even if he knew what the bots were for and/or doing, that would never have kept Ventus inside. He was one of those people that went a tiny big loopy if he was stuck inside to long. He needed to be out in the fresh (maybe) air, the (fake) sunshine, and (not really) wide open skies. It was just whom he was. So bots or no bots, he was heading out.

Morning would find him working off his immediate energy after a swift breakfast of an egg burrito at the beach, gliding along his glider through sand and surf, kicking it up, whooping in joy as he more or less flew. Come the summer he could have even more fun with the sea water was not quite so cold, but for now he just glided across it.

Afternoon found him just exploring the town, bemused by the bots, though he seemed to spending a lot of his time in the arcade or the park, switching between playing games and going outside to work of his usual store of energy, maybe even munching on a hotdog and sipping a hot cocoa if you catch him at the right time.

Evening rolls around and Ventus decides that even though it's a bit chilly, he wants to watch the stars tonight. He likes them, he likes sitting beneath them and pretending they are worlds, perhaps even the worlds he knew. Cinderella, Jacques, Snow White, the Fairy Godmothers (Flora, Fauna, and Merryweather), Peter Pan and the Lost Boys... Aqua and Terra. Everyone. So he will be sitting outside of the building that housed what used to be his and Aqua'a apartment, but was just him now. He's on the steps, hugging his knees, looking up at the night sky.]

[ooc: kisses for all are welcome~! Say if you want cheek or normal, though you'll have to do some really hard convincing to get a SUPER-MEGA one. But you can try, lol. Have fun kiddies ~]

[Allen and Link (the person) are, of course, incapable of sequestering themselves in their apartment for the day just because of some obnoxious robots. They have Link (the dog) to walk, Timcanpy (the golem) to keep from flirting with pretty girls, and lots and lots of food to eat.]

[Find them in the place of your choosing! And then kiss them.]


((You will be threading with both of them, but indicate if you want to kiss Allen, Link, or both in your subject line! ...Boths will be one after the other, not simultaneous.))

[Lovely day for being in any open, common area of the dome, isn't it? Of course there is a chance of kissing bot, but it's always something in the underwater prison.]

(OOC: Check out the OOC post for details. Pucker up! Edit: Links for those with loading problems!)

[Ever since he talked to Estellise, he tried to contact Naoya. He already thought up an excuse for it, just asking him to look over his current programming homework. Yes, there was some concerns, but he’d like to know if Naoya’s okay.

Especially after Naoya’s last public broadcast, with such a morbid but interesting question...

No answers after a few hours. Okay, maybe he’s tired. And the next day, today right now, there’s still no response. Which raise some alarms in his mind, his teacher is usually prompt about it. But a part of him suspect the real reason why, but he’s selfishly hope otherwise.]

Hey, guys? Have you seen Naoya anywhere? I [‘want to know if he’s still here’] want to ask him something.

[He had time to control himself. It’s normal for him to hide his worries behind a casual, sometime curious, mask. If it’s really just him here from their world...well, he’s used to living by himself. And he has friends here.]

Tall guy, white hair and red eyes, normally wears a matrix haori and a pair of geta. How did he get around with them, a lot of practice? So if anyone knows, let me know. [But he’s still hopeful, if he can be selfish about it.]

...Of course, I suspected the reason why, but...mind helping me confirm it? [His voice slips a bit, before it’s cheery and casual again.] Even if you don't, thanks for listening!

[Some time after his broadcast, Atsuro left the shelter to walk around with his haro, until he ends up at the arcade. He stare at the place, before walking inside. A game or two might be good for distracting him.

If anyone’s at the arcade, Atsuro would be playing some games. His haro is always nearby, if anyone overheard his insults.]