[Private:] Subaru, I hope that he will be alright now. I never wanted for things to turn out that way, I just wanted him to have something to devote himself to. So I hope that now he will be able to find it, even if I had to come here in order for that to happen.

If this is what it takes to protect Subaru I’ll do it, I just hope that he doesn’t feel lonely and remembers how to smile. And that he takes better care of himself since I won’t be around to make sure he eats, or to layout his outfits anymore. [/private]

If this place is really a prison, why wouldn’t they have locked up Sei-chan too, he’s committed a lot more crimes than I have. . . or will I suppose. [Hakuto laughs for a moment]

And this place really seems more like a resort, who would have thought they would have ever been able to build a place under the ocean? Not to mention to have a robot running it, I mean how is it going to know what a girl like me needs.

It really is nice though to not have to worry about money and have everything that I need provided for me. Now if only it worked that way in Tokyo, I could really have a lot of fun~ I wonder what kind of clothing they have here, or if there’s a fabric shop so I could make my own outfits.

Don’t worry about me Subaru, I’ll be alright and I’m sorry that I had to leave like that.

Restrained? CHAIN GANG?!? This is no way to treat a girl! Chain gangs are only for violent men who do terrible things and deserve to be locked up! SUBARU!

[This is a unicorn. But not just any unicorn, oh no. This unicorn has a pair of red cat's eye glasses, a gorgeous purple mane, and a diva's glare that would make a pop star jealous.]

Well! I've never been so insulted in all my days! First I'm kidnapped, then arrested, and now imprisoned? Do any of you know who I am, hmm? No? I am Rarity, and I am a lady.

[Sticking her nose up and tossing her mane? Yes, very yes.]

Just you wait till the other girls hear about this. They'll have me freed faster than Rainbow Dash can clear the clouds in Ponyville. It's one thing to capture me, but to place me in an area with such horrid decor... Do you intend to torture me as well? I mean, come on; a blind pony could do a better job. I could go on.

This is complaining, by the way; you haven't even heard me whine yet.

... You won't like me when I'm whining.

[the video feed clicks on to show what looks like a very determined, disgruntled individual. He's frowning at the screen, before he opens his mouth, letting out a loud, resounding--]

Objection! What evidence do you have that I committed any of these crimes? I don't remember being properly charged or a proper trial taking place! You-- you can't just ignore procedure and-- anyway, a life sentence for those crimes? That's ridiculous!

--and I don't even have children! [he sounds almost plaintive; some could say... whiny? for the final sentence.]

--I demand a retrial!

[It is early in the morning, and Kanaya is lightly slumbering. Yesterday had been a rather hectic day when Vriska, Nepeta, and Terezi had ended up consuming some sopor slime. Kanaya was still rather vague on the details of just how that occurred, but it ended with her picking up Vriska and taking her back to her respiteblock.

It felt strange doing so. Only earlier that day, Kanaya had officially broken her moirallegiance with Vriska, yet here she was already impudently jutting her nose in her business.

Moirail or not, however, Kanaya cared for Vriska, and while she was letting go of her flushed feelings she knew that bit would likely never go away.

That was why she had brought Vriska here, and gotten her to bed despite the difficulty. She had pull up a seat, and sat there for the reminder of the night until she drifted off into sleep.]

[ This post is brought to you by the memorial gardens! Not that you'd know, because she's not showing her face today. ]

I don't entirely understand memorials. But, if it's a matter of deserving one, this place is too empty. How do I go about filling it?

[Exorcist Filter]
Who made hers?



[ooc: feel free to catch her unawares with an action tag, if it suits you!]

[First, you hear some music. The screen's black at first, but as the track builds up a tacky visual collage launches -- disco balls, champagne bottles popping, dancing silhouettes, followed by a text that burst into the screen with animated stars and confetti:

( pardon the large text & sparkles~ )

The camera then turns 180º to Gabriel against the backdrop of the Education Center. With a spin of the chair he was sitting on, and with a snap to the music's beat, he (and the chair) are now in the Club's dance floor.

With a hop, a heel-spin and slide to the middle of the dance floor, he greets the network with much gusto --]

Good day to you, Marina!!

I'm your new neighbor -- got here a few days ago -- aaaand what do you say to having a little get together at the Club? There'll be music...

[Slides over the bar and plucks a ready martini from a bot--] Drinks! ...

[-- sashays on over back to the dance floor in front of the stage.] Singing and dancing!

So come one, come all! We'll be here all day, all night!


( OOC )

So who was the genius that took the bag marked Do Not Touch outta the kitchen freezer? I know one of you took it 'cause you left the damn bag on the counter! ...Those were mine, damnit! [ Those Topsicles were going to be his breakfast! ]

When I get my hands on you, you're gonna be sorry.

Bluuuuhhhhhhhh.

That was stupid. And it's all your fault, Terezi. But I'll still give you tea.

[Yeah, it might be easier to just wait for the bluhs to pass and purretend last night didn't happen, but she doesn't regret asking for a catdaddy. And she wants to talk. So.]

I got my teapots! Now I can have a purroper tea purrty. With red tea and Tannya and snacks~.

[The camera feed turns on and the view is shaky, turning every which way and accompanied by the sounds of two girls. At some point the feed shows a bowl of green slime that looks far from edible.

And yet there is a gray-skinned hand reaching into it.

A few slurred words follow after the slime-covered hand disappears along with a chorus of wispy laughter.]

"So I told him... hahahaha ... I told him he had to just go. Just go! trust me and just... heheheehe Gooooooo"

"Holy fuuuuuuuuck... that is so... soooooooo funny... I just-... I just woooooooow..." [The camera view turns on them and lo and behold are Terezi and Vriska, faces colored teal and blue and smiling. Vriska is leaning against Terezi and drawing little shapes on the floor with the slime. Then she momentarily stops.]

"... You hear something?"


[ooc; TZ is teal and Vriska is blue Taking place at sundown in the shelter common area. Teresi and Vriska decided to play truth or dare. This post takes place a little after they get into their 'game', one of the dares being 'eat sopor slime' (which canonically is not supposed to be eaten and can cause brain frying, to put it simply). Yup. Also, action is available but we can't guarantee we'll tag every reaction comment.]

[Well guys, here you have it. There is a cute fluffy bunny on the screen. Looks like it's been fed some clovers and a carrot. The chuckle that follows should be evidence enough of who this rabbit could belong to.]

I've been thinking about names for my new friend here and now it's definitely decided.

Without further adieu I would like to present to you all - -

Liv Tyler!

[Pause.]

Hey, Vriska? How's your cat?

[Kanaya was beginning to realize that she was a very indecisive troll. After hearing Acumen's announcement she had left her room in the Shelter, deciding she would take this time to explore more of Marina and avoid the blackouts as she could. Acquiring more clothing was definitely in order as well. Getting around on crutches was a tiring thing too do, but she would grudgingly admit that it was a lot easier than toting around that chain and ball.

Still, yesterday's events were both embarrassing and enlightening. Drugged on medication or not she had acted in a completely unacceptable manner, particularly where Vriska was involved. Kanaya was no fool. She knew she wasn't quite over her feelings for her, but she knew that those feelings were unrequited and that she would only end up getting hurt and bowled over again and again if she pursued them farther. It was better to just put it all behind her.

Her intention had been to return to avoiding Vriska but as luck would have it, what troll did she run into while passing by the beach?

And her reaction?

To drag Vriska along with her to get some clothing for the both of them. Kanaya tried to tell herself that it was because she wouldn't be able to carry a lot of things by herself but she knew better. The walk towards the clothing store had certainly been a tense one, at least on her end, but now that they were here she thought there would at least be some sort of distraction until she figured out just what the hell she was doing.]

[Cross is in a foul mood. Not that this is abnormal, but at least he as a reason today.]

[What might actually be surprising is that he's taken his foul mood out to pick flowers. He's putting together quite the lush bouquet, selecting only the best flowers, the just-blooming ones that will last. And he's taking surprising care in doing it.]

[Officially they're for Euphie, but he always has a few extra for another pretty woman who happens by.]

((OOC: Feel free to find him in the garden or pavilion, anywhere that has flowers. He'll be dropping them on Euphie's door after, so anyone can feel free to catch him in the act if they wish! If not, he got away clean~ leaving a little note that simple says "You deserve better. -C"))

[There is a clang of noise. Only, 'clang' is not a sufficient word to decribe the ripe cacophany of falling metal and squishy teen troll. The communicator comes on in just enough time to catch the loud and really rather angry vulgarity hidden in the middle of the noise.]

SHIT FUCKING FRONDBITER ASSFUCKS.

[The noise stops, except for the necessary little tinkle of metal just after you think everything is all over.

Eventually there is a groan.]

Who the fuck thought that was a good idea?

Shit...

[Vriska is holding her glasses, completely smashed and totally unwearable now. She's sitting under a small tree with a cat curled up by her side. Not that she's really paying it any attention, too caught up in her own whirlwind of thoughts and memories right now. It seems like her eyes and arm are back to normal (no more robot limb!) and her clothes are... colorful.

Sets the crumpled glasses on her lap and rubs at her temple, lips forming into a deep set frown. Headache of the century right here.]

Bluh!


[ooc; Guess who just came back from an update... She taken from her most recent point (highlight the next part if you want to be spoiled) after Kanaya punches her and is checking up on Rose.]

I must admit that I still find myself in a mild state of incredulity. To be spirited away to a penitentiary in a nebulously ascertained area by means unknown, is in itself cause for indignation. To do so in the middle of my ensuring the propagation of my species makes it more so. Particularly when, as you say, it is 'best' for me and the timeline from hence I hailed.

[the irritation in her voice is clear, but after a small pause and sigh, it lifts a little]

I apologize. Little will be achieved from griping. If those in charge of this facility and this machine, Acumen, was it? If you are listening I beseech that you at least return to me that Very Important item which you have taken. I assure you it is by no means dangerous.

If any others are listening, which I believe must be the case, then of you I ask to enlighten me. Whatever you can tell me about this Marina facility would be most appreciated.

[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]]

[ Closed ]
[ Early in the morning, Terezi had found Gamzee wandering around. Looks like it was time for him to find the kiosk and talk to Acumen, but he was nowhere near on course to get there. What's a troll to do? ] Come on, it's this way! Stop getting distracted~

[ Open | Late Afternoon ]
[ A while after handing off her package for PM to mail to a certain ~someone~, Terezi wandered the Sector 4 gardens. The air wasn't as cold and crisp anymore, which meant the scent of flowers and plants lingered heavily in the air. Soon there would be the clutter of humidity and dust in the air, so she had to take these leisurely strolls when she had the chance to do so undisturbed.

Would she remain alone, though?

She stops, crouching to lean down toward a plaque; one that she takes several good, solid licks of. Why did she not notice this before? ] "Special Administrative Zone", huh~?

LETTER RECIPIENTS

• Alucard: a letter from Sasha.
  
  MASS MAILERS
  
• To everyone who knows Nakama: cards from Nakama.
  
• To Fai, Alucard, and Saya: small packages from Jeanne.
  
• To Yuuki, Hikaru, Sakura and TB!Subaru: small packages from Kamui an anonymous individual!
  
  PACKAGE RECIPIENTS
  
• Vriska: a package from Terezi.
  
• Wayward Vagabond: a package from Nakama.
  
  NEW PENPAL MATCHUPS
  
• Nunnally & Alma

[It's another day with PM walking purposefully on her route--and today, PM is wearing Nakama's badge declaring her a member of the postal service, as if she isn't easily recognizable to all by now. But Nakama had also made some for the other volunteers, and as the postmaster, PM must set an example and wear her badge proudly! With tomorrow expected to be a busy day, she hopes that the new uniforms will also make their stunning debut. Combining accessory and outfit, no one can mistake their unified purpose: the secure delivery of mail and the identification of those trustworthy men and women serving the cause.]

[It's all very exciting, and more than a little touching.]

[Click here for pen pal signups. Mail submissions for Day 105 go here!]

Jegus fuck.

I keep watching these days rolling right the fuck by and hoping they get marginally less of a fucking migraine, but nope. They've still pretty much got my bulge in a vice and slowly cranking up the pressure. Seriously, what the fuck did you douchebags even do?

[This is the sound of Karkat kicking something and heaving a sigh.]

By the way, Serket, if you even think about pulling that again I will personally punch your face so hard it'll turn into a seedflap.

Not that that'll make much difference considering the amount of shit you spew normally, but it'd be so, so fucking satisfying.

[Vriska should have been awarded a medal for lasting as long as she did just watching Eridan build his hive. Really, could anything have been more boring? Of course she tried giving the stubbornly stupid seatroll some helpful pointers on how to build, but he preferred being stupid and ignorant to her beautiful and amazing carpentry genius.

It was just as well. She grew bored of being ignored watching and so she left him. How someone with a cast on their ankle and no crutches could get away and not be noticed is anyone's guess, but Vriska managed well.

So now she was in Sector 2 - specifically the pet cafe. Back home Vriska never put herself around many cute and fuzzy beasts, there wasn't much point. That was Nepeta's area of interest, not hers. Yet here she was and surrounded by cute fuzzy furbeasts. Vriska took a seat on a nearby bench, her ankle flaring up from her walking. She'd never admit it but it wasn't so bad in here. It was quiet and while she was alone she didn't feel alone and that was...

A fuzzy beast began to rub up against her good leg. She stared down at the offending cat not really feeling up to pushing it away just yet. A few minutes of silence broken by soft purrs coming from her leg past before the huge spiderbitch looked away and reached a hand down to hesitantly pet the cat's head with an index finger. Oh man what the everloving fucking Hell was this.]