[This guy looks pretty uncertain. He looks like he's about to speak, but clamps his mouth shut. Then he puts a finger up, looks like he is about to say something -- with conviction! -- but sighs instead. With a lopsided little smile, he looks at the camera in earnest.]

I'm about to have uh... a strange little request here.

[He enunciates every word. He really means business.]

Can someone please say, "April Fools!"? Or maybe, "You're on Candid Camera!" or even, you know, wear a sideways baseball cap and rush me with a camera crew and say, "You just got punked"?

...

Please?

[Heavy sigh, as his face takes on a look that's more peeved than earnest.]

Barring that, I'm looking for a guy named Dean. Man, we need to talk about your car.
 

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.

[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?

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!!

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.

[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]]

[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?

[After all of those Stopgas, Aqua definitely looks weary. However, there's one last thing she needs to do before she can get some much-needed rest.]

The Defense Force has taken Euphemia into custody. It's safe to go back to the shelter and return to what you were doing.

Also, please disregard anything she told you about Miss Inoue. She was hurt but taken to the hospital and should recover.


((ooc: This is a placeholder for replies from Aqua for now, but other DF people should feel free to threadjack))

[strained voice post, filtered from Euphie]

As I'd like to hope I don't need to tell anyone after that post, stay away from Euphemia if you are Japanese! She is a teenage girl with long pink hair, and she's under a spell -- a curse that forces her to attack and kill anyone she knows or believes to be Japanese. She's currently in the shelter and is heading for Sector 4, so if you're in that area, avoid her at all costs! She can and will attack anyone who gets in her way.

I need the defense force to take her into custody immediately, she is a danger to herself and others in this state, but her condition can be fixed! We just need to stop, disarm, and restrain her before she hurts someone, or engages someone who will hurt her.

--Please.

[The video clicks on to a smiling face that should be familiar to most of the dome.]

Hello! I wonder if I could have everyone's attention.

[She tilts her head, looking fondly out into the video audience.] I need some help. You see, [She turns the device so that the shelter stairwell is visible and at the bottom is a redhead—twisted and lying limply.] Orihime is blocking the stairs, and I wouldn't want anyone to trip and get hurt! Could someone remove the body? Watch your step please!

Acumen took the gun I was using, but I still need to kill the rest of the Japanese here. So, if you're Japanese please go ahead and kill yourself or meet me by the koi pond. I'll drown everyone just as fast as I can.

Oh, I hope the fish don't mind.

( OOC )

There... There are so many new individuals.

[She's a little awestruck, wide-eyed and enchanted. New people...! New people means people who are confused. New people means people who might need help...!

And so she's flitting excitedly around the areas she believes to be most frequented. SHE CAN FEEL IT! Her healing senses are tingling. At every corner there's a person who needs her help she's sure of it! Staring into the screen she's nothing if not enthusiastic.]

YOU HEAL HELP PLEASE LET ME!

[...OH! That came out wrong. A small flush, before she shakes her head, hair swaying this way and that beneath her large hat. Lifting her hands up she makes determined fists.]

That isn't what I mean...! What I meant to say is...

Welcome to Marina~ ♥

[She gives a sparkling smile, seemingly unaware that she herself has been gone for a little while now.]

I know the baskets help a lot, but if you're confused or need any help at all, please let me help you! I can give you a tour, or... or explain things, or heal your heart, or or or do all kinds of things. Let Kobato Hanato do all the work!

[And because Ioryogi thought people might take issue with this before, she decides to clear things up right from the beginning!]

Oh. And don't you worry. I am not a suspicious person.

Well. [ the strains of a voice which is evidently more high-pitched than it usually would be, between each word the hints of a controlled and well-thought out panic ] Er, yes. Well! Acumen.

[ A deep breath and suddenly: a million words, though slow and practiced ]

Whilst I can’t totally contradict the crimes you have charged me, I can point out a number of flaws in your "argument", mostly regarding your definition of "known criminal".

Furthermore, rather, [ gaining confidence, and with it, gaining speed ] the argument here is that I am not under your jurisdiction and, thus, not someone you are allowed to imprison, nor do you have the right to confiscate my belongings- and when [ peppered with anger ] has it ever been morally just to kidnap and imprison someone without a fair trial during a ministry-implemented exam period!

This is a complete breach of rights and as an [ almost-silent snort ] authority figure, I would have thought your priorities would be  imprisoning real criminals- of which there are a fair few skulking about, I'm sure you know - and not just people who- who, who had to- who were morally obliged to smuggle a stupid-. Well.

At any rate, [ through thin lips, and finally her steam begins to escape her ] I look forward to proving my innocence officially.

[ Fumbling, only audio, then the camera clicks on to show pavement, until it's whipped around to show Teddie, looking confused. ]

Um... hello? What is this? Is this some kind of game? [ A thoughtful pause. ] I like games. But, isn't this taking it a little far? Plopping me in the middle of nowhere, and saying I'm in prison? [ He frowns, and mutters, ] And you even made up a bunch of 'crimes'. I'm sure I never did half of these things! I don't even know what - [ a pause, and he says it slowly and of course wrongly, ] vilgilgantism is!

[ Another pause, this time longer, and he sounds distressed, now, ] I can't have been taken away. Nana-chan… Nana-chan needs my support! So - so, if this is real... [ a humph, like a child would when they're disciplined. ] You gotta let me go!