( Private to Princess Zelda )

( Private to Saya )

( Private to Suzaku  )

( Private to Kaien and Yuuki )

[Voice/Action]
[Zero is in the kitchen of sector 0 working on a late breakfast/early lunch. It's been a long morning and he needs time to destress and think a little. Something is going on and he's wanting to touch base with two people who would be just about as knowledgeable about the subject.]

[He's making a large batch of Ginger Pork, since he's wanting to keep his hands busy and his mind off the problem. He'd actually started pulling out the ingredients prior to realizing what he was making. When he finally realized, there was a thread of disgust with himself for the way his body just acted on instinct.]

[Especially since this sort of thing had happened before. In the end he just gave in and started doing the prepwork. It was pointless to fight it. His head was obviously trying to tell him something and the slicing of the pork and vegetables was cathartic. So he just kept cutting. He didn't worry too much about the amount he made, there was no such thing as 'too much food' when you lived in Sector 0 for some reason.]

[If you are hungry, Zero will feed you.]

Haruhi's back. Why did Acumen bring her back? She doesn't belong here.

I guess maybe...

Tono's probably right. Why would anyone pick me over someone who's kind and caring? ... Not that I really care or anything.

Just forget I said anything.

[...it's almost dinnertime, but her house is so empty. She doesn't like being alone in it, even with Edward for company, so... umm... NETWORK POST TIME]

I can't believe we let Halloween go by without telling any scary stories! I mean, I guess I can, since we were all busy and the day before was pretty scary, but -- does anyone know any fun scary stories they could tell? Am I the only one who missed having them?


[private // Ushiro, Rayflo]
How are you...? It's been a little while since I've talked to you.

[In Sector 0 there is a wild ERIDAN attempting to shove along his recuperacoon towards the general direction that his apartment is in. Asking for help while he's doing this? That's beneath one such as him, he can get it there all on his own. Still, even for a sea dwelling troll like Eridan it seems quite heavy for him to shove there on his own, he might need some help with this. ...Though, he will never admit that he does so you'll have to 'help' him without him realizing it.

So, it's either do that or if you're not a troll you can ask him what the hell he is or what the hell his recuperacoon even is. Whatever the fuck it is, Eridan is quite ecstatic to have it now so he can get some shut eye once it's where it needs to be.]

<sub>[All right, this snow business? It is not sitting well with Ashura. His home world is balmy, not a lick of snow. He knows what it is - can see it in the distant mountains, but it never got cold enough in his own lands to snow (and thank whatever gods there were for that). Needless to say he his woefully unprepared for this!

So he is currently in one of the clothing shops, peering at the different styles of clothing offered from footwear to jackets to scarves, and not particularly sure how to put together an ensemble so outside the realm of his usual robes. Because it was clearly time for a wardrobe change if this was to be the norm for a time. He could use his power to keep warm, but that is draining and he would rather save what power Acumen does allow him for emergencies.]</sub>

Does anyone have advice on appropriate clothing for this new weather?

_{[It is a tad embarrassing to ask, but better to ask for advice than to fumble about like a fool - a frozen fool at that.]}

Well! So many new people today! I must say that this is quite the opportunity to pose a question.

Do any of you have any specific wishes? How many of you are expecting a birthday soon? Or perhaps over the holiday season you'll be wanting something? I simply can't just sit here without granting some things for you. Do tell me. Come, now, don't be shy, tell me all that you want. Princess Nunnally, perhaps? Or Ms. Kurosu? [A light laugh.]

Mm...oh, yes. [And now she will add with a touch of sympathy,] Xion, darling, I'm afraid I was unable to find your friend. I hope you had better luck than I.

[The backdrop of the Education Center's Dining Hall is visible behind Leopard who addresses the camera seriously. His hand attachments fold together, fingers pressed together.]

Humans! Or whatever things you might be.

I've been observing you this far keeping most of my wisdom to myself, but it's come to light that I simply cannot keep doing this forever.

There's a travesty here, a calamity of culture that simple must be fixed!

[The octahedron-shaped A.I. looks distressed.] What is with the lack of pages on the network!?!

Haven't you humans and whatever heard that it's crucial in this day and age to maintain a proper web page!?! There's hardly any at all! No wonder none of you are well-known at all! If you had a blog or a feed or something, we'd all be far better off!

It's bad enough for that Acumen bastard to deny us the internet and email! It's a true shame what culture we have lost from that!

[Leopard's shape tilts down.] But we can't stay in these Dark Ages forever, which is why I've decided to take the initiative! I've come to be the guiding light to guide you to the noble enlightened high culture of the web!

I present to you: my page!

[The camera moves to show a computer monitor running an internet browser. Leopard's hand pulls up a website before the camera.

If you're a human from late 20th century Earth, the style of the website might remind you of something rather like the average Geocities/Angelfire website circa 1999. A black background with red text fills the page, starting with the website's URL at the top.

Animated GIFs of a chibi version of Leopard's Colony spin around and a MIDI version of some music plays.

The only actual content (so far) is a form in the middle of the page to submit questions to Brother Leopard's Consulting Service.

At the very bottom, a hit counter sits in the single digits, all from Leopard himself.

After a moment, Leopard speaks again:] Now, come forth to build your own web pages and bring life to the network! Strike out against the heart of the repressive Acumen! Mwahahahaha!

LETTER RECIPIENTS

• Alucard: a letter from Sasha.
  
• Jeanne: a letter from Hikaru.
  
  PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  
• Peregrine Mendicant: package and card from Sasha.
  
• Naoya: package from Himawari.
  
• Q: package from Jennifer.
  
• Ciel: package and letter from Jennifer.
  
• Saya: package from Diva. :(
  
  NEW PENPAL MATCHUPS
  
• Wisely & Angel

[The Peregrine Mendicant goes about her usual routine, carrying on in her cheerful way and humming under her breath, all as though nothing was odd about yesterday's deliveries. Not to say it isn't apparent in other ways, given her stiff movements and a bandage on one of her legs, but you couldn't tell purely by her demeanor.]

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[Voice]
Acumen has done as ask and provided everything we need for a fun little evening. The anticipation must be getting to some of you. And why shouldn't it?

If you're giving out treats, don't forget to put a jack-o-lantern outside your door. Even in the Shelter.~

And trick-or-treaters should be careful of the Park in Sector 4 tonight. It's Halloween and who knows what might be lurking there. [Insert an amused, mysterious chuckle.]

[Event]
[The candy is out, the light is on, and the jack-o-lanterns "smile" on the stoop. It's perfect with the sun having fallen to half-mast and the dark orange-and-red glow of the late afternoon stretching out over the prison. A perfect night for trick-or-treating indeed.

And do be wary of the Park. Unsuspecting trick-or-treaters will find themselves possibly startled by bats swooping down from the trees, or hear the howling of a wolf break through the silence of the night right when they least expect it. Something may have tried to touch you, but why is nothing there? What was that noise in the underbrush? Is that a black cat hissing over there with bright green eyes in the dark? Who knows?]

( OOC )

Something's occurred to me.

[Jun's expression is perfectly blank, because he's tired and totally not plotting anything.]

By the way time works here, today is Naoya's birthday. I'm sure he'll enjoy as many people as possible wishing him well, possibly even singing to him, from over the network. He's shy, so I wouldn't do it in person, unless you're really good at dodging geta.

And on that note, does anyone know how to make cake? I know the robots can, but this sort of thing requires a...personal touch. [And Jun can't cook for beans.]

Interesting that it sounds like today is '86th Day attempt number two'. A shame that it couldn't be gotten right on the first try.

((OOC: I might not be around tomorrow, so please accept this early post!))

LETTER RECIPIENTS

• Alma: a letter from Kanda.
  
• Hikaru: a letter from Jeanne.
  
• Euphemia: a letter from Touma.
  
• Terezi: a letter from Alucard.
  
• Sasha: a letter from Alucard.
  
• Nepeta: a letter from Axel & a letter from Eridan.
  
• Wolfram: a letter from Axel.
  
• Cross: a letter from Jessica.
  
• Hiling: a letter from Eridan.
  
• Ribbons: a letter from the Peregrine Mendicant.
  
• Red: a letter from Alma.
  
• Xion: a letter from Orihime.
  
  PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  
• Tyki: package from Himawari.
  
  NEW PENPAL MATCHUPS
  
• Quatre & Selim

[Through the pattering of the rain, there’s a sound of thumping and skittering on the rooftops of houses. The figure races through the dome, climbing, jumping, and crawling through abandoned buildings and up window sills. Those whom remained at home will find letters slipped into windows and under doors, heralded with a cry of “delivery!”. But she does not hesitate for long at any of these stops, for the lizards are hungry...]

[The home stretch to the shelter is a perilous run, but she lunges off of the closest rooftop and races to the entrance, carapace clattering all the way. Only now does the Peregrine Mendicant drop her grey hood, identifying herself to anyone guarding and fighting at the entrance.]

[Though she slows once inside the relative safety of the shelter, she remains on alert, flashlight sweeping the halls. Today’s mail has been specially sorted in favor of those who discussed staying in the shelter if they normally do not. They will have their letters personally delivered, though PM might be short on small talk. At some point she notices that she’s covered in grime and scrapes from her stunt, but she doesn’t seem to care much.]

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[The apartment Allen, Link, Lavi, and Alma share is four bedrooms, and currently hosting twice that many people. But it's spacious enough to not be too obnoxious, and it's preferable, maybe, to being out there today -- even with the bathtub crusted with rust or blood, and the eerie echoing grating on the floors, and maybe Tease lurking about, who knows?

[Of course it is.

[So -- they're bound to talk each other eventually, right?]


((ooc: location post thing! if you've been cooped up in Allen's house because he's a CR monster, here's your thread. play amongst yourselves~))

[At least after the last black out he was smart enough to get a few flashlights. Having it happen right after waking up was significantly more irritating than before though. At least he had gotten dressed and ready for the day before everything in his apartment started to turn into rust and grime. Fuuma doesn't really sound worried when he speaks, however.]

We don't even get the day off this time?

[Being able to maintain that kind of illusion, or something similar for a night was pretty impressive. Could someone really keep it held for the whole day without tiring out here?]

That's unfortunate. Hopefully no one made important plans.

Wow, everyone's so fussy this morning. When I stop to look outside or something, it's pretty funny to watch you know.

Not being able to see what's going on is sort of, well... It's kind of looking at people who are just hallucinating. Chasing butterflies in the outfield, so to speak. But I guess if it's enough to make you all yell and stuff then it's got to be creepy.  Scary,  since there's nothing I can do about it, but very funny too. Kind

Otherwise? It's sort of loud. I think I'll take my headset off today.

[He doesn't actually mean that last part.]

Wonder who else doesn't see what's going on...

For those of you who aren't aware, don't understand, or are worried about what's happening right now -- we're experiencing another incident like the monster attacks. But this is the first time it's ever happened during the day.

Whoever is responsible has a twisted sense of humor [honestly, the day before Halloween?] and we shouldn't reward them by panicking.

I'd like to encourage everyone who can to please gather in the shelter. There don't seem to be monsters about right now, but I don't think that will last for long, and this time seems to be different than the other times, so take every precaution.

If you need help, please don't hesitate to ask for it -- I'm sure the defense force is standing by. But we should all get to safety as soon as possible.

[It's quiet out tonight, at least, so Jun is in the park, staring up at the stars.]

Hey. I've got a question.

[He leans back, pausing before he speaks, but when he does, his tone is a bit demanding. He wants answers.]

Would you rather save ten other people at the cost of your own life, or save your own life at the cost of ten other people?

[He's not sure why he's asking. He would have died either way, and it was a lot more than ten, but no one needs to know that.]

[[ooc; If anyone wants to run into him at the park, that's fine, too.]]

Good evening to both old, as well as new inmates. Hopefully all those who have arrived have grown somewhat adjusted to the environment here despite the startling circumstances. [ politeness aside -- he clears his throat. ]

My name is Howard Link and I am an inspector for the Central Branch of the Vatican. Currently my assignment is to act as an escort for Allen Walker for an undetermined duration of time -- time that I am expected to keep even here. Thus, I would like to know all of those here who are acquainted with him. Just names will be sufficient.

Thank you in advance.

[[ooc: Link wants to know all about your CR with Allen 8). feel free to threadjack everywhere.]]

[ding...]

[ding...]

[If you're trying to get on the elevator to go down to the shelter...well...you can't. Because Wisely is inside and repeatedly punching the 'door open' button over and over and over again. hah. Go and take the stairs Marina.]

....This is so weird. [ding!]

(ooc: feel free to throw him out. or be subjected to trolling.)

[Tamaki is at the butterfly pavillion right now, just watching the scenery and thinking about his plans for the Host Club. First and formost, he'd have to get more members. With so many girls in the prison just three hosts just wouldn't do.]

Hello, denizens of Marina Asylum. My name is Tamaki Suoh, and I am the soon to be king of Marina's first Host Club, a club dedicated to entertaining women in our free time. If you recall I sent out invitations to join me for a meeting pertaining to this, however I fell ill and was unable to hold it. I am sorry to those of you who were interested in attending.

I hope that there will be many of you interested in joining this club and helping me in my mission to make the lovely maidens here happy. If you wish to join please tell me or come join me under the butterfly pavillion where we may talk.