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-=whoever is watching is met with a pair of gold eyes that seem to be roving independently from each other, the left one nearly rolls all the way up into his head=-

...Hee?

-=then they both snap to the front, focused at least for a moment on the device as he jabs randomly at the screen=-

It's on!

-=comes another voice and a second face presses up against the cheek of the first, identical save for his hair and makeup=-

This piece of shit better work! HEY!! You assholes listening!?

Yeah! You're in trouble now! Heehee!!

-=and it perfect unison=-

WE, JASDEVI, HAVE BEEN WRONGFULLY ACCUSED! OUR BRILLIANT REPUTATION HAS BEEN TARNISHED FOREVER!

You better let us go now, heee!

Or this ain't gonna fucking end well!

AND GIVE US BACK OUR GUNS!!!

( action/not open to anyone. it's just here. without meaning. )

Now listen up. Zinda here didn't survive the war and all those crazy missions that are too classified for me to blab about just to end up in a prison. I've put my life on the line so e'reybody else could be free and go about their dandy time. And I get stuck in an underwater prison.

If King Shark's around here, tell him I'm gonna bust his front teeth in for messin' with me. This stuff would be right up his little old alley.

First boy to get this thing off my leg gets a kiss! On the cheek- don't get too excited, though we might be able to work somethin' out if you're charming and a good ol' boy.

Is everyone having fun at the party? [ guess who didn't goooo. she assumes that everyone is though <3 ]

[Just as evening starts to fall, one of the parks in Sector 4 has been festooned with streamers, bright lights in a variety of colors, a big upraised dais, tables of refreshments, and music. It looks like a perfectly normal party from the outside. Optional masks are provided in little bins beside the dais, but you're responsible for your own costumes...!



...And if you're dressed as a character, the moment you step onto the dais, you will believe yourself to have led that character's life for your whole life. This effect will last until "midnight", in this case Sunday, even if you leave the party.]

[Tieria had gone out to get some air. He had no intentions of going to the ball everyone was fussing about. Instead, he decided to get some alone time around the dome, just walking. The beach and the park were two good spots, as was the butterfly pavilion.]

{OOC: Tieria's just wandering. Feel free to catch him in one of those three spots... or in between them.}

( [ action, get. ] )

--

[ Fine, fine, later he's up and the camera is on because he's lazy and using his hands to wash his face. The communicator's sitting on the counter where he left it last night, the tap's running and the angle shows him from the shoulder up, a large scar in view when he moves around to dry his face on a towel. He looks about as good as he feels, which isn't really all that well.

Despite this however, he chuckles. ] Oy, Greed... Remind me never to go drinking with you again.

[Anyone who looks up today will see Sakura flying all over the dome. She saw the empty room this morning (just like yesterday) and maybe it was the neatly made bed, the absence of shoes and clothes, the fact that it seemed like her brother was never there that made her run outside and pull out Fly Card.]

[He can't be gone. Not like that! Why would Acumen do that to her- He can't be gone.]

[Her breath is coming up in short gasps, but she forces herself to keep on flying. If she looks hard enough she'll find him. She would, she definitely would.]

[ooc: feel free to catch Sakura everywhere!]

So all you Defense Force people out there. Spill it. Why should I join? And don't spare the details! There has to be some bad end to the deal otherwise every single person here would be on the force.

((ooc: sorry to add to more DF things, but she was just asked yesterday why she wasn't on it so...))

[ Private to Kitty Pryde ]

Oy, I've got a question for you. [ ... Doesn't this sound familiar? ]

[ /Private to Kitty Pryde ]


Figures the only entertainment in this place doesn't pan out. [ Silly exorcists, why'd you have to stop Kanda? :( He was looking forward to that blowout yesterday. ] So... Greed, up for a game of cards tonight? I need something to do, and we should talk. [ About stuff. Our illegal, alcoholic stuff. ]

... Road-- it's climbing on the curtain again. [ SIGH, COME GET YOUR KITTEN GDI. /he's at the house for any family member interaction you guysss. ]

[Sam is on his way to the pet shop and too lazy to filter apparently.]

Hey, Cas, Dean, we have an appointment to keep. [Except there was never an actual time set for it or official plan, but that's neither here nor there.]

Those puppies aren't going to bring themselves home.


(OOC: Feel free to run into Sam on the way to the pet shop or there.)

Road.

Where are you?

[ doesn't bother filtering this shit. ]



((ETA: okay NOT TAGGING MORE UNTIL TOMORROW. wheeee! Back!))

[Alma's confused, but he should be used to the feeling by now. Nothing ever makes sense to him anymore, and the more he tries to it's like he's sinking into the mud the more he struggles. But Castiel didn't make him leave like Alma thought he would. Alma spent the day angry and frustrated and he still feels lost. And when he doesn't know what to do, asking questions is the only thing he knows how to do.]

[Voice|Filtered from Black Order Members]

Is someone who betrays you really your friend?

[After a silent pause.]

Is anybody even up right now?

[It's really late, so he wouldn't be surprised if everyone was sleeping. But he still wants to talk, wants to hear from someone. No just anyone...him. He's the only one who can understand.]

[Private to Yu Kanda]

...You must think I'm really stupid, huh?

[ so there is a Link passed out in the house on the couch. and there is a Timcanpy sitting on his head and chewing on his braid. ]

[ his eyes open and he falls off the couch and knocks the communicator onnnn ] Cardinal! What are you doing to -

to...

Timcanpy?

[ IDK so confused over here ]

[Road's curled up on the couch in the living room. She tried to get a fire going earlier, but failed miserably. So now she's huddled underneath the blankets and staring at nothing. Best. Christmas. Ever.]


[ooc: open to Tyki, Wisely, and Alma later. <3]

[ morning // video ]
[He turns on the video. He's in a hospital room... Again. And he looks a bit sheepish.] I'm sorry if anyone was looking for me last night or this morning -- I sprained my ankle while I was on patrol. I'll be out of here in the afternoon, so it's nothing to worry about. But I wanted to warn the defense force that I'd be out of commission except in emergencies for a few days.

Ah, Lavi... Can you bring the dog? [ehe] I feel bad leaving you all to take care of him after only a day...


[ afternoon // action ]
[And when he gets out of the hospital in the afternoon he's on crutches, irritatingly enough. He resolves privately to trade them in as soon as he can, and hobbles towards the shelter kitchen quickly. He is so very ready for real food right now.]


[[ooc: You can visit him in the morning or run into him in the afternoon, and kissing bots are okay! He will be on crutches or in bed and unlikely to be able to escape Road.]]

Acumen's systems tick over to midnight, and somewhere in the depths of the holding facility, dozens of little silver spheres shiver and come to life. They rise up into the air, dangling little bouquets of mistletoe, and hover in waiting for the door to open again. And when it does, they swoop out and work their way into the dome proper, making it out just in time for daybreak.

Now they're scattered all over the dome, Anissina's gifts and Eggman's souvenirs. They're seeking out people to bring together in the holiday spirit...

Whether they like it or not!


[Comment here and other people will comment to you. Details and index here. Please specify your time of day and location in your tag!]

Night was falling, the smell of spices were in the air and Jennifer was busy putting the last finishing touches on all the hard work everyone had done to get the athletic complex decked out and festive.

Walking through the front door, you'll see a table where you can put all your presents on for now with a tree sitting behind it. Don't worry, the bots will make sure no one but Jennifer takes any gifts off the table! There's also a series of volunteers ready and willing to help you out of your coats if you need it, but otherwise, please don't hesitate to shed off a few layers.

It might be a little warm if you don't.

Inside the main entrance, Jennifer's taken care to section off the room into the main dancing area and a stage salvaged from the Valentine's Day auction off to the side for the performances later on. Surrounding the outer edges, are tables and settees salvaged from the Shelter so that those who wish to watch can do so in comfort. Do be careful though. Scented candles are lit on each table to provide a soft light to balance out the harshness of the lights over the dance floor.

And of course there's food. Punch and egg-nog and shrimp and cheese and a myriad of other finger foods. There are cookies decorated with frosting and lemon bars and cranberries and a giant bowl of sugared dates. Marzipan is scattered across the table and a small gingerbread house sits as a centerpiece, but the cake is the main attraction.

But the cake comes with a price. Anyone who wants a piece, must do what it says on the toothpick first. Have fun! And no cheating. Someone might be watching to make sure no one does.

Music is already playing and Jennifer's leaving things up to the host club to make sure people start dancing, because what's sadder then a ball with no dancing? Do make sure to enjoy yourselves. It's why we're all here!

((ooc: The first thread is for the cake game and will list various things you must do. The second is for performers to do their act so we can group reactions together in one spot. And last, mingle, threadjack, and have merry with whatever your characters want to do in the rest of the post!

As an ooc gift meme was suggested instead of actually threading out every gift exchange, we will be doing that instead, but we highly encourage you to still seek out your gift recipients and build CR in the post as you will.

Also, mistletoe can be found neatly tucked inside wreaths at the main entrance to the Athletic complex and also from the cloak room leading into the dance hall. Be nice! Ask permission first.))

ETA: Directory (Edited 12/28 10:30pm/22:30 EST/-05:00 GMT, new marked with ***)

Cake Game: Reply to Cake: Midori - Mistletoe Cake: Road - Dancing Cake: Ryu - Dancing Cake: Otoha - Singing Cake: Wisely - Compliment Cake: Alucard - Dancing Cake: Orihime - Ornament Cake: Hikaru - Mistletoe Cake: Yuuki - Song Cake: Kaworu - Mistletoe Cake: Milly - Dancing Cake: Tyki - Mistletoe Cake: Hiling - Mistletoe/Dancing Performances: Reply to Performance: Naoya Performance: Lacus Performance: Choir Individual: Saki Individual: Ryoji Individual: Peregrine Mendicant Individual: Wolfram Individual: Zelda Group: Kaworu, Hiling or both Individual: Himawari Individual: Feferi Individual: Cain Individual: Jeanne Individual: Ashton Individual: Midori Individual: Cosmo Individual: Fou Individual: Greed Individual: Minako Individual: Eridan Individual: Orihime

Individual: Fran Individual: Allen Individual: Tyki Individual: Chibiusa Individual: Hikaru Individual: Dean Individual: Harry Potter Individual: Wisely Individual: Axel Individual: Kamrui Fuuma Individual: Ushiro Individual: Maleficent Individual: Kaoru Individual: Zelman Individual: Yuuki Individual: Kyouya Individual: Joshua Individual: Yuuri Individual: Sam Individual: Zero Individual: Kitty (aoa) Individual: Juri Individual: Alma Individual: Lavi Individual: Milly Individual: Rinoa Rain of Flowers: Sakura Individual: C.C. Individual: Takashi Jun Individual: Suzaku Individual: Kanda Individual: Jade Individual: Duo Individual: MOMO Individual: Kitty (evo) ***Individual: Ciel

[ Terezi's waiting inside the main lounge of the Tres Magnifique!, idly twirling her blind cane in one hand, while scarfing down cookies with the other. She didn't particularly care about the dough, or the sugar crystals embedded in its surface...

But the round, red, hardened glazing that dotted the center of each piece? Oh yeah, she was aaaaall over that stuff. ]

[Wisely is being creative with markers and paper! He's working on something incredible. Once he's done he'll flick it on video and plaster the image to the screen. How else will Santa see it?!]

( IT'S A MASTERPIECE )

...Maybe I should add some more blood.

((ooc: both Wisely and I have terrible drawing skills so. the scribbled out part says Exorcists and the dead stick figures from left to right is lavi, allen, and kanda. lenalee you are too hard to draw. alma you are too moe.))

[Lenalee was not planning on coming out so soon. The light Grecian sunburn on her nose felt horribly raw against the chill of the Dome's winter.

But then she hit Miranda's card and, with it in one hand and the wicker basket in the other, she emerges. Her face is still framed with the device she woke up to, and the bare thighs against the snow are at least contrasted with the scarf and gloves from the welcome basket (quite content now, she was, that the scarf wasn't going to noose her on contact. this place must have some trick, after all).]

One can only wonder what a place with such a warm welcome has to make up for.

Surely not the cold.

[drifting about, wary and confused, the name "Miranda" now pressed in to her chest.]