[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!)

Drug abuse? Drug abuse?

[There's an angry growl followed by a loud THUD as Gamzee gets up only to be stopped short by the chain attached to his ankle. Some moments of silence follow, punctured only by the occasional rattling of chain as the troll tugs on it.]

...Motherfuck.

[Then he's examining the communication device, having pulled it off his head. The viewer may be witness to his still bleeding face, clown paint a complete mess. He taps at the device with a finger as he tries to figure out how to use it.]

This how this shit's gonna go? Gonna lock this brother all up after everything?

[WELL YOU GONE AND DONE IT NOW MARINA. Zinda's all business in this feed, her usual charming smile nowhere to be found. hint: it's because she's tired and a teeny bit hungover.]

For any of ya that might have been worried, the bomb threat inside the Defense Force has been located and disabled [....If you can call that being disabled.] , and we have a suspect in custody. The threat has been dealt with, and we can all resume back to business as usual.

Anyone with questions can direct 'em to the usual parties, or, y'know, you could just ask me. [She salutes- and the feed cuts off, just for a minute. It flashes back on as an after thought, and this time she looks more playful.]

And if you wanna be my new best friend, I could really use some grits when I get back to the shelter. And eggs, and some bacon maybe.

[Sector 3 is a popular destination for entertainment! People may be interested in seeing a movie at the theater, getting a drink or singing karaoke at the club, playing games at the arcade, or dropping by the Brave Vesperia headquarters -- on business or otherwise. In addition, Sector 3 has a lot of apartments and small houses; maybe people are just coming and going on their daily routine, or you might be seeing a friend who lives here.]

[Everyone who might have passed through Sector 3 today -- morning, noon, or night -- is invited to thread out a chance encounter here, or a date, or a gathering of friends. Just tell everyone where your character is and what they're doing, and go!]

[ (But if your occasion takes place after dark, remember there was a bomb threat if that's relevant to your character.) ]

[Welcome to the Devil's Compass, it's Poker Night.

The record player might be playing something jazzy in the background, there's (plenty of) smoke wafting in the air and the taps are just waiting to be... tapped. For those who quit the game or didn't come to play in the first place, the pool table and dart board are free. But why wouldn't you come to play poker on Poker Night? Scared of all... the big bad cheats?]

[Closed Mingle – Sanguinala Feast]
[The noontime feast was held in the house that would soon find itself under construction—tools and materials had been hastily dragged outside, as they'd been stored within for safe keeping during the shelter lock-down and, fortunately, for the snow-in. In their place, the two commisars from the Imperium of Mankind hastily cleaned and decorated the place with swaths of gold and red, while in the Shelter, Felicia and Sasha oversaw the preparation of the meal.]

[The feast itself is comprised of fusion dishes: the Imperium's cooking sense with ingredients readily available to them in the kitchens and stores. It's certainly adequate enough for themselves and their small handful of guests--a few fellow humans whom they had invited to join them.]

[And after it draws to a close, Cain will promptly suggest they all go to the Devil's Compass.]

[Open Mingle at the Bar, mid to late afternoon]

[Come and PARTY. Or just happen to come by and be swept into the party. Or resist being swept and grumble about them being annoying. YOUR CALL.]

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((OOC: If you aren't sure your character is invited, check here or contact us. Otherwise, feel free to have threads that have nothing to do with the feast but take place at the bar here! Newbies are welcome to the bar. ♥))

((Please specify if you are at the [bar] or the [feast] in the subject line!))

[Today is quieter around the shelter -- and there's less food. It's getting kind of cramped in here, isn't it? And boring. There are plenty of games and entertainments left over from the party, but everyone is gathered together and... finding things to do.]

[So what are you doing?]

[Hiling didn't feel like going to bed just yet even after changing into her night shirt. She steps out and goes to get herself a snack. Spotting Cain in the hall, she gets distracted and decides to follow him. Maybe she'll go bother him instead. Just as he reaches the door to his room, she calls out.]

Hey!

[Standing right next to what must be the door to a public bathroom in the shelter, he opens it then turns around to look for anyone before he speaks out through the communicator, so everyone will know what he has to say about this...]

-- Is Acumen serious?

Not only am I forced to be here away from my hive but now I have to be here for two more days? Too many fuckin' humans are here at once! Forget that, this bathroom is now mine! No one else is allowed to enter, no one! Well, except maybe my moirail but that is it!

Got that? Leave me alone!

[With that, he backs up inside and slams the door of the bathroom closed so no one can bother him...

That is, unless they try to talk to him or go in to use his claimed bathroom.]

Hey. [Always weird starting these.] So, the Devil's Compass has a pool table now if anyone is interested. There's a dart board too, [Thinking] and we still have drinks. It's the only place outside of the club you can get alcohol.

Sasha is here tonight too, so we've got pizzas, quiche, and pie. ["Pie" might have come out slightly sighed.] So, stop in. [Should he say bye? Awkward pause. Click.]

(OOC: It's a mingle! If you want to reply directly to the video you can. Please use Sam's comment, because I'm turning off comments!)

[ Subaru is skating along, dressed MUCH warmer compared to normal and she is skating along at minimal power.

Why? Because her partner for the day, Commisar Gaunt, is tagging along with his own inline skates for part of the walk. It's... kind of dangerous. Even though Subaru doesn't expect anything to happen, but that's why she agreed to let him wear those for just one Sector's worth (close to the DF HQ), and only with appropriate safety gear on.

Though they're working, I'm sure they can spare a few moments for anyone who stops them, or rush to the aid of anyone who's having any kind of emergency, no matter how small. ]


((OOC: Subaru and Gaunt are on a Defense Patrol round, and tags can come from either or both! Please specify if you have a preference for who, and also where you bump into them, since they'll be all over the dome.
— Also I am on slowatus all next week due to being out of town, so feel free to skip me on threads unless someone asks Subaru a direct question. OTL))

Good morning, inmates. It is the 142nd day of the third generation.

There will be another light snowfall this afternoon. If you haven't yet availed yourself of the warmer winter clothes available in the clothing store, do so now. The cold weather will continue as long as the dome observes the season of winter.

Inmates Xerxes Break and Alois Trancy, the items you requested are available for pick up at the entrance to the shelter in Sector 0.

[See Zinda Blake. See Zinda Blake looking very hungover, rubbing at her temples. ]

Jiminy Cricket, I feel worse than a wet washcloth that's been rung through a meat grinder.

Must have been some party last night, huh?

[Throughout the day, you can find Zinda in her favorite places- The Defense Force HQ, the club, or the bar. Yeah, she visits both. What are you gonna do about it?

Either way, she has no idea she's been gone. Dare you clue her in?]

[Action: Open]

[If one were to be out and about, they might happen upon Eridan as he goes about his own business collecting as many pillows as he can (especially red ones) to create Cain's pillow pile for them to feelings jam upon. Whether he has one pillow, two pillows or an armful of pillows, he seems to be in quite the cheerful mood. Unusual, considering this is... Eridan. Don't think this will last after he conks out at some point, his happy mood is thanks to the chocolate he's eaten.

Don't tell him it's magic, by the way, magic isn't real.]

[Video -> Action: Private to Cain]

[At some point that night Eridan has accumulated an amazing amount of pillows and has put them in Cain's shelter room. An amazing amount, considering he's filled the entire room with them. There are definitely many unused residences in Marina without pillows this night...

Once the sea dweller troll feels he's gotten enough to consider it a pile, he contacts Cain through the communicator on his face right away. After all, he wants his moirail to see all this effort he's put into making the perfect pillow pile as soon as possible.]

I'm done, Cai! I've made you a pillow pile for us to feelin's jam on.

[Yet another teenager around Marina really isn't all that big of a deal, right? Frankly, Cain is kicking himself for eating that damn candy. His paranoia-fueled instincts are getting too soft. Next time, other people eat it, THEN he does. Returning to his awkward phase wasn't exactly what he had in mind for the day.]

[Still, he has chosen to hang out by the ramen stand rather than hide in shame. He was never a bad looking kid, after all, just lanky and not filled out with the muscle of adulthood battlefields. Then again, he is hoping for a fairly quiet lunch, so hopefully he won't be too popular today.]

[--though he is curious about how his fellows from the Imperium are faring. Well, if they mock him, they mock him. There's a pretty good chance that he can at least commiserate with Felicia, though.]

[Private to Ibram Gaunt and Felicia Tayber]

[His voice is decidedly less deep, though at least he is old enough for his voice to not crackle TOO badly.]

It’s Cain. Have you two been eating candy?

[A bit before "sunset," a softly smiling Lacus appears in the video.]

Good evening, Marina. Thanks to an inmate request, tonight we are going to observe a lovely meteor shower in the night sky using the star projector. I have arranged viewing areas on the beach with some light refreshments. However, you should be able to see the meteors from anywhere in the dome.

If anyone would like to see star patterns or other sky-scenes from their own worlds, please don't hesitate to contact me. If you have photos or descriptions I can make a program for the projector quite easily.

I hope everyone has a pleasant evening.

( And about a half-hour after dark... )

[good evening, Marina! As the artificial sun cruises on towards the artificial horizon and the shadows begin to lengthen, someone has finally finished setting up a small table outside of a lovely home in Sector 4. On the table, several different kinds of autumn vegetables, including beets, carrots, turnips, and and cabbage, are carefully arranged. The garden, seen behind the table, takes up what was once the large front lawn of the house. Around the base of the table sit a collection of ripe, orange pumpkins (of course).]

[WV is standing behind the table, wearing a beaming smile despite his arm still bandaged in its sling. He addresses the communicator:]

Greetings, fellow denizens of this prison! My garden was first begun and subsequently tended to in an effort to lead a more self-sufficient existence. I trust that you will all be inspired by its successful Earth cool-season yield. Please, do visit and admire the vegetables, and select some to consume in your homes.

[ Good morning Marina~!

Were you sleeping alone last night? Well now you have company!

Were you sleeping with someone? Well, you're still sleeping with someone, but maybe you'd like to give it a look-see, before you get too comfortable.

Are you sure this is your room? You might want to check though -- who knows if you're using the same design of lampshade or if your bed really is set up against the wall...

Whether you are in your own room or not, one thing's for certain, you're in for a surprise this morning! ]


(( OOC: Many pardons for the late, but here be your Morning After Prank all-purpose post! Do your threads here if you are so inclined, or make your network freak-out posts~ Have fun!

ETA: I have used the reveal table as a handy Thread Index. I'll update this as the event rolls along [last updated: 22 October, 12:40 p.m. EST] ))
 

[It's midday at the club, but that's nothing to stop Ciaphas Cain from getting some light afternoon drinking in. It's not imbibing for the sake of getting drunk so much as for a delightful buzz--given the presence of a Hawaiian pizza that he dragged from the pizza shop, he is clearly just using a bit of his downtime to relax. Not that Mr. Grimdark Future knows what or who Hawaii is and what it has to do with pizza, but hey, it goes good with a bit of drink.]

[He's sparing his attention on the network as he eats and drinks. Not that he will shun a bit of conversation in favor of the very polite eavesdropping he's currently enjoying, should someone want to strike up a conversation... or try to take some pizza.]

Wow, this place is awesome! A rink, an arcade, a movie theater - ! And check this out - I'm even doing laundry! [anyone who has ever done laundry before will pale at the amount of detergent Gino is throwing in] Anya should totally be here to see this.

I wonder if this makes me a real commoner now. [god, that would be so awesome.] I can't wait to check the entire place out later. The arcade first, then the theater! [and then maybe an exit, but he doesn't think he'll be that lucky.]

[pause] You know what else we should have here? A casino! One with all those light up slot machines. Now that would be really cool.