[If there's one thing Cross hates, it's being confined. But a close second is running out of cigarettes, which he's bound to do if he doesn't stop stalking the halls and smoking. Stupid Komui.]

[There is one thing that improves his mood without fail, however. And here's a good example: Chun-Li also happening to be in the corridor, looking good enough to eat, as always.]

Fancy meeting you here.

((OOC: Content will almost definitely be NSFW.))

Good morning, Marina! [Have a very smiley pink haired girl on your video feed!] For anyone I haven’t met, I’m Lacus Clyne and I’m very glad to meet you.

It seems as though we’re all going to be in the shelter today, so we should make the best of things. I was thinking that we should get together and have a big winter banquet! Anyone who wants to help cook should please feel free to come to the kitchens and assist, and if not you should still come and enjoy the food with us.

Dinner will be served at 5 in the main cafeteria, and after that maybe we could have fun playing games and watching movies together. I hope everyone has a good day, and I hope to see everyone at the feast!

[A few minutes later]

I just learned that today is also Ritsuka’s birthday! To celebrate there will be a cake and some special desserts and decorations. [as many decorations as they can find without access to the store.] Everyone please, stop by to wish him a happy birthday!

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((OOC Notes: Mingle post, open to all! Reply to Lacus by [video] or there are several action options: [cooking] any time before 5pm ICly, [dinner] a huge buffet of almost anything you could want, or [after dinner] for card games, board games, and movies throughout the cafeteria and nearby common rooms! Your character is in no way obligated to be at all of these, but they could be if you want~

Also! A link to Ritsuka’s birthday party will be added once it goes up. There will be cake and lots of special desserts and pretty decorations in one area of the cafeteria.

If anyone wants to intentionally or unintentionally sabotage the food, please contact me OOCly before you do so. Thanks and ENJOY!))

[Frederick is out of the borrowed room with the announcements and has determined that he is going to figure out where his friends are in the shelter. Meeting others wouldn't be such a bad thing either. Never mind the fact that Frederick took off without anyone else...

So Frederick is rolling around the hallways of the Shelter, peeking around corners and into the common rooms. Unfortunately haros aren't very good at stealth. He pauses in his quest to look around]

Hello? Hello?

[ooc: Frederick, Lyle's haro, is out exploring. Feel free to encounter him anywhere in the shelter. Lyle can also join later in the thread if you want, but for now, just the haro]

[...quietly]

I have been giving a great deal of thought to the incident a few weeks ago, and your -- opinions on what happened. I think I have decided that I cannot excuse what the Engineers do in the name of entertainment. It feels like -- an abuse of their power.

[after a beat]

I understand that it's unlikely that most of you would be willing to help me. But -- is there anybody here who would be willing to act... as...

[another pause. almost embarrassed]

...my bodyguard?

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!)

[Sector 5 sees a lot of people over the course of a day. Many live there in houses or apartment complexes; many come there to shop for food or clothing; many come there to relax and have a meal; some even come for the entertainments offered by the bowling alley, the ice rink, or the Devil's Compass.]

[Everyone who might have passed through Sector 5 today 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!]

Right. So, I've been meaning to ask something. Just... it's a bit weird.

You know how loads of people here have powers that are restricted, yeah? I was sort of wondering if mine might be, now that chain things off.

See, back home... when people touch me, they want to shag me. And I really don't want to have to be avoiding everyone if it turns out I don't have to.

[Allen managed to get to the shelter for breakfast as per his normal. He ate a giant mountain of food, as per his normal. He ate some candy, because it was there. And now...]

[Now he doesn't remember any of that. In fact, he doesn't know how he got here. He doesn't recognize any of the people. The communicator and the robots are kind of terrifying for him, so he skipped out of there and put the communicator away. He doesn't know what happened to his left arm -- why it looks differently, why it's working. Why he looks differently. Why he's older and the last thing he remembered, he was seven years old.]

[He doesn't even know why he's not hungry. That's never happened before.]

[A mistrustful Allen is wandering the streets now, with his hood pulled up self-consciously. Bother him?]



((ooc: sorry for INCREDIBLE LATE; here's memory-loss circus-era Allen. Allen will be speaking ~thick Cockney English~ so pretend I'm tagging as such even when I get too pained to keep typing it))

[This place suddenly double the amount of women? Not that he minds! The sudden kids are more bothersome, but whatever. His new wolfie ears twitch; he has bigger priorities. Like finding company, and someone to re-sew his coat. Because there's a tail sticking out of it. And they can stay for a drink while they're at it.]


((OOC: Cross can be found wandering around, paying special attention to the ladies! Sex-swapped characters are especially welcome~))

[She touches the button. Afraid to do it and afraid not to do it.] Hello? Who's listening to this? We need help in here!

[She quickly turns, startled at some sound nearby and accidentally swipes her hand through the device temporarily short-circuiting the device and cutting the feed.]

Bzzzzzrt!

(OOC: Deaged and dememoried to 13 before being rescued by the X-Men. She will be sneaking around the dome, trying not to be noticed and maybe dodging through things to escape! Oh, and feel free to respond via video. Her headset will pick up bits and pieces and gradually get better.)

Good morning, Marina. [Have a young woman standing outside of the dojo, as awake and alert as ever despite last night's activities. She's in her usual garb today, and from the looks of it, she's been warming up for some sort of physical strain.]

I was wondering if there was anyone who wanted to spar outside of the dojo? I could use the practice, and a partner is always more beneficial than a training dummy. Nothing serious, of course, we don't want to really hurt each other~ [Though the glint in her eye suggests she'll be going easy on you.]

Thanks for your time!

Upon entering Sector 4, the very large tent that stands framed by the beach is quickly noticeable. Closer, one can see colors dancing upon the white sheets, like opalesque spires under the moving onyx sky. As you enter one of the wings of the tents, grass give way to wooden flooring, and chains of white blossoms and gold ribbons line the sides. The open dance floor in the center bids one to look up to whimsical white-gold lamps, balls of light dancing in seas of violet, blue, green and pink organza. The fabrics fall down pillars adorned with leaves and flowers. Tables set in white and gold with jewel toned flowers sit at the four wings surrounding the dance floor.

... but it is far too early to take a seat. Smile and greet your fellow attendee, take the hand of a friend, and dance to the music.



There are large tables with finger foods and punch (not spiked -- save it for the after-party!), and very little space near the walls (sorry, wallflowers! You won't get away so easily. ♥ )  After a large number of people are gathered together, Jeanne stands up on the small stage set to the side of the dance floor and taps on the microphone to get everyone's attention...



OOC STUFF
+ Info post / thread index (please read this first!)
+ Jeanne's greeting speech!
+ Prom King and Queen announcement. (Spoiler: It's Euphie and Kanda.)

[There is a girl in a tree. She's not very high, but she still looks proud of herself. Her sandals are lying on the ground at the trunk as she leans back against the bark, looking out over the park. The long pink hair doesn't exactly blend in with her surroundings.]

[Private video to Cross]
Cross? I was wondering if you had a moment. [She doesn't sound worried or serious. She's just studiously polite before breaking into the topic.]

[The setting? The baths. The characters? Generals Klaud Nine, Winters Socalo, and Froi Tiedoll. The dialogue? Coming to you live, beginning with a woman who has a large scar across her face.]

This is General Klaud Nine addressing any of the Black Order currently in this location. We request further information on our whereabouts.

[The larger of the two men who is in the water behind her speaks up.] If you're talking to the brats, tell 'em to bring more towels.

[And then it's the man with fluffy hair's turn.] Oh, these baths have fogged up my glasses!

[The transmission ends before anyone has to see Socalo stand up.]

(OOC: Replies to come from any one or all of the following: Klaud, Socalo, and Tiedoll.)

[He's been quiet, watching the message, reading the brochure and listening to various people over the communicator. All while walking through the sectors and taking in the sites, remembering the layout and area for future references.

After he familiarised himself well enough, the man smile and speak in a pleasant, friendly voice.]

A prison? It's quite not what I'm expecting to find myself in. But it looks like I'll be staying here for a while.

[Despite how he sounds, he's worried over not being with the boy as he like.]

[ She was hot and tired already from being woken up from her alcohol induced sleep with the new, unexpected arrival in this place, but Rangiku didn't mind the low grade headache a bit when the first place she ducked into was the pet café. So many small, white kittens everywhere! Scooping up a blue-eyed kitten and setting it on her shoulder, she scratched it under the chin, hoping to make it purr. ]

[ The spiritual pressure of this place made it clear that they were no longer in Soul Society. However, he instantly detects the presence of his lieutenant and hastily goes to the place where she is at. Hitsugaya opens the door to the building and a frown decorates his face as soon as his eyes set on his partner. ] Matsumoto— [ ... what is with the kittens. ]

[ turning, one hand on the kitten to keep it's balance, Matsumoto smiled ] Oh, there you are Captain! I thought I felt you lurking around somewhere. I'm surprised you stopped in.

[ biggest smile as she lifts off the cat, it's paw tangling in her communicator and turning the feed b ]

Isn't he the cutest? He looks just like you, Hitsugaya-kun.

((ooc: Joint post! If you just want one or the other, designate it in the tag otherwise you may get both (although probably each in a separate thread as we'll both be a little slow). Enjoy!))</small>

[When the video feed opens, it shows a confused looking Allen staring at the communicator. Timcampy, the small golden golem, can be seen perching on his shoulder.]

...Hello? [He sounds cautious, wary of whoever might answer. He's quiet for a moment, considering what to say. When he does speak, the young man's voice is carefully controlled, neutral and polite. Many months of experience on lying and acting coming into play very easily.] This is Allen Walker. Would anyone mind taking a moment out of their time to answer my questions?

[There's someone familiar walking around Marina today—almost familiar.

If you don't look closely you might think she's the older Kitty. But if you do observe more keenly you'll see she's missing the gauntlets on her wrists, her hair is a little longer, and her skin is a slightly darker shade. It might remind you more of Tyki or Road's. She has something else from them too—a little display of crosses tattooed across her forehead. She didn't need ink for that. Of course her hair might be covering it at the moment. You'll need to pay attention.

There's a smirk playing upon her lips as she explores this new place. You could say she finds it all very amusing and it has her curious. There are just so many people to meet. Things to see. Things to do.]

(OOC: AU Katherine Pryde: Noah edition. She'll be exploring, so anywhere you want to find her and any time throughout the day is fine. Unless there is major drama and I'll update if there is!)

[ despite his disheveled appearance (and please ignore the slight hint of a bloodstain on his collar or the dirty, ragged robe stuffed into the bushes behind him), Oz has a bright, charming smile plastered on his face. He's never seen a device that could transmit sound and pictures before, but the pamphlet was highly informative for someone like Oz who, well, was just used to learning from books. ]

Oh, this is new. I've never seen such an invention before. I bet it comes in really useful when you need to find someone like my servant! You haven't seen him have you? He's tall, wears a hat and he just loves playing with cats.

[ cheeky grin. Come on Gilbert, prove him wrong if you dare! ]

(( ooc: Action is open to anyone who wants to find Oz in the Park. ))

[if you're a morning drinker (or perhaps a singer?), you might see a strange sight at the club. A man with long red hair in a longer black coat lying prone on the stage, all the spotlights shining right down on him as if he were the star of a play.]

[Or, if you're out walking the sectors a bit later, you might happen across a disoriented General Cross, badly enough off to actually stumble, one hand falling on the nearest wall. Very uncharacteristic. You might see him rubbing at his neck, as if he's looking for something that should be there.]

[Did Cross finally meet a drink that didn't agree with him? You don't smell a drop of booze, actually. Did someone finally give him a nice, solid punch to the cranium? Not exactly, but you're getting warmer.]


((OOC: Fun at Cross's expense, come and get it! Or, you know, help him. >> Just specify the location~ :3 ALSO, linked thread will likely contain warn-able things later on. ))