Good morning. Today is the 57th day of the third generation.

Criminals Kitty Pryde and Tyki Mikk, there are no exceptions to the ban on sexual activity. As such, you have been outfitted with a neck restraint for one week. Please keep regulations in mind from now on.

...On a more positive note, today coincides with the Easter holiday in some timelines. A service will be held at approximately 10:00 this morning, and will be led by inmate Allen Walker. Even those not of the Christian faith are welcome to attend and hear the message promoted.

Requests for the following inmates have arrived: Axel, Adrianna Tate-Duncan, Lacus Clyne, Lavi, Princess Euphemia, and Rei Ayanami. You may receive them at the entrance to Sector 0.

Preparations for the small plant shop that inmate Setsuna Seiei suggested are underway. There will be a variety of plant life available from different worlds, but I will hear suggestions if any inmates desire something in particular.

[OOC note: The collars on Kitty and Tyki are impossible to phase through, and any physical contact with other inmates will result in a shock-- though nothing will happen if they phase through someone]

Days like today are good days for tea or hot cocoa, and a large bay window.

I've always enjoyed thunderstorms. Tends to remind us how powerful Mother Nature is.

... incidentally, there is a very large plate of lemon sugar cookies in the shelter kitchen. I certainly cannot manage to eat them all myself.

Does anybody know of some way I can get my zanpaktō back? I'd feel much better if I had it with me.

[Rukia has a troubled look on and she seems as if her mind is elsewhere even as she speaks. It's true she does feel extremely off without it near her just because of habit but more than that, the fact that Ichimaru was here made her worry a lot.]

...and I'm going to assume that a wolf running off with the ball is a home run! Wow, no one is seeing that ball again anytime soon.

Uh, okay, then that means the Flying Knights win, with a narrow but rousing victory of 12 to 11! We saw a lot of amazing work out there today, you guys, from EVE's meteoric home run in the third to Suzaku's wall-dashing spin-catch at the top of the eighth! And just think -- next time Ryu will know what direction to run in, so we can expect even better things.

Anyway! Everyone give our players a round of applause, and our cheerleaders, how about those lovely girls and guy! They really know how to bring the spirit to the field, and the skirts look great on you. All of you. Especially you...... [a long, significant pause] ...Josak.

Hahaha, I've been Gino Weinberg, and this has been your first -- of hopefully many -- big game of the Marina baseball league. See you guys later!



((OOC: Remember that plotting we did? Here it is! Now, tag under whichever section header(s) suits you, and enjoy! If you have questions, ask them on the OOC post. Here is the Roster for reference.))

[cheerfully - a voice that hasn't been on the network for a while-]

Hey! Everyone in Marina! I'm watching you guys, you know? I see all that wheedling and date avoiding you people have been doing! Really, it's enough to make me scowl. If anyone needs an extra shove and push~ Well, I'll be glad to provide it for you!

That being said! [beam-]

...

How long have I been sleeping for?

ooc: yay off hiatus |D

[Someone slept throughout most of the day. Someone woke up feeling particularly more hungry than usual. If you know his never-ending appetite, do not fear: he didn't eat everything in the kitchen.

He has, though, discovered ice cream. His thought process was probably something such as: 'Aa. There's a lot of it.' And, 'a lot of it' sealed the deal. Yoite's never had ice cream before. If he could taste, he might have taken his time. He might have savored flavors. The inability to taste, the vast hunger, and the habit of eating inhumanly quick meant he probably ate two entire tubs by himself in a little under fifteen minutes.

He's tense. More so than usual, and shivering.]

Just now, I tried ice cream. It was wet and very cold. [But not 'sweet'.]


[A huffy, jittery breath.] I think, I'm allergic.



[No ice cream also means, he's never had a 'brain freeze' before. |:]

....

[quietly]

What do you fight for?

[ambiguous Anya is ambiguous? she's just curious, really]

So now that I've been here long enough. [She arrived pretty much RIGHT before the date auction yesterday, if that can be considered long.] I thought it might be important to introduce myself.

My name is Haruhi Suzumiya and I have won dates with several of you.

What I am interested in, is people who are not normal humans. Everyone here is apparently from different dimensions and home worlds, which in itself is interesting but I am wanting to know a little more about each of you.

Species

Occupation

The most interesting thing about you!

Please provide them now!

[In the shelter, in the hallway between the dining hall and the common room, you may notice a notecard on a board. Paper and different-colored pens are available.

In a neat, slanted print, the notecard reads:]

What does it mean to be in love?

[There is no one around.]



((Since these are notes, almost all communication will be anonymous unless otherwise noted, e.g. if you sign your comment or say something obvious, but please do it logged-in. Feel free to leave your thoughts, respond to other people's thoughts, etc.))

[A podium and stage, decorated with pink and red, has been set up outside the shelter. Here's where the action happens...!]


[Everyone who wants to RP out their auction should make a comment here, describing what they're wearing and how they're feeling/acting in the comment. Don't say anything. You may optionally add context relative to the timing of the bidding, like mention that he's impatient for character X to go up, or is weirded out because character Y just bought someone else and she was supposed to buy him, or is anxious because she's the first one up there, etc.

[Then Minako responds with patter commentary, attempting to sell your character based on what she knows/has been told. She will put [Bidding] in the subject line. Respond to Minako's comments to bid. Just like in a real auction, the bid that is the highest or the fastest will be the one accepted!

[Please go up in increments of no more than 300 sentis at a time, and remember that 1500 sentis is a reasonable price for a date. Indicate in bold in brackets if you have OOC plans, like, "[He was confident he would win]" or "[She was starting to worry she didn't have enough cash]" or "[The thought of losing didn't even cross his mind]". It is common courtesy not to interfere with established plans; if you want to do something else, talk to the mun whose intentions interfere with yours.

[But try not to choreograph things too extensively. You have the right to decide what you want to happen to your character, but it's fun to let these things be spontaneous, and you don't have the right to tell other people their characters aren't allowed to do something IC just because it interferes with your extensively scripted plans.

[Minako will declare the winner of each auction, largely at her discretion, and then the bidding will be over.

[People may also start their own threads off the original comment with the biddee with subject lines like [Before the Bidding] or [After the Bidding] to interact with the person up for auction. Try not to do post-bidding threads until after the bidding is concluded -- for obvious reasons!]

[ The camera starts recording. Ribbons is sitting with his legs crossed on a bed in a room that is obviously one of the shelter's many quarters. He looks up from the ground to stare directly into the camera’s face. He smiles pleasantly.

The usual indicators that point out a filtered entry have been hidden. ]

Hello, denizens of Marina Asylum.

I am Ribbons Almark. I have just arrived here. From what I have read and heard when looking through this network, the situation as I gather is this: I have been brought here, against my will, to a prison maintained by robots and an AI computer called Sentience. The facility is deep underwater. Most people here are from different "worlds", and sometimes a single person will appear and reappear multiple times, each with no memories of ever being here. In addition to that, those I may recall as being dead could appear very well and alive. Any strange abilities my fellow inmates may have had have weakened to a more easily governed state.

And currently, there is no way for me to return to my home world. Not even if I mind my Ps and Qs.

Is all that correct? Or perhaps I've missed something.

Alleennnn~ [so sing songy today!]

Time's up! I've been waiting for so long~ You promised remember?~

Let's go!~

[ooc: Road is making this open so that she can torture Allen oh yes. she won't mind telling any curious char what it's about.]

[At first, he looks as though he'll speak. His breath catches, and a small fit of coughing is let into a gloved palm. Then he's back to focusing on the screen, brows knit, with an authentic confused expression.

He isn't sure what to say and he seems to be concentrating.]






Aa. [Just a small, surprised sound. Really, he isn't sure what to say about this at all.]

[Hey look! It's Sakura, fortunately not crying this time, but instead she's practicing. And she's pretty good at it too! Ever since Josak-san invited her onto the cheerleading squad, well, Sakura's been excited about it. She couldn't find a baton, so she's using her Star wand. It's kind of gaudy and out of place. But a cheerleader's gotta do what a cheerleader's gotta do.]

[She's totally concentrating, but then her eyes slowly start to glaze over. Sakura's beginning to think about what exactly she's doing in Marina...all the awesome people she's met...and how to pay back Yuuki for her kindness...]

[Distraction's not good because Sakura misses the baton as it flies back to her, smacking her in the forehead.]

Ow!!

[WALL-E has used double-stick tape to attach a pair of blue ears to his "eyebrows." He switches on the video and points to them proudly.]

EVE-ah! Ta-daaah!

[He reaches out of sight and then holds up a pair of white ears. They're for you, EVE!]

♫~


[If any of you wondered what happened to your ears after you lost them....now you know.]

Hello Marina Asylum inhabitants!

This is Anissina von Khrennikov. [Are you suitably impressed?] I wonder if you could explain for me some of your favorite advancements and technologies from your world. You may consider me interested so don't waste it! And if you have thoughts about things we need here, I'm listening.

[ The video clicks on, revealing a young woman - late twenties, probably - in jeans, a button-up shirt and jacket sitting in a chair. She stares for a moment at the camera, sunken eyes clearly visible, before looking away from the camera. The video cuts out anything below her knees. ]

...hello?

[ She stops, licking her lips. One hand absently crosses over to the other, lightly scratching her wrist. In the background, an unlabeled bottle of pills can be seen on the table. ]

Listen, if anyone can hear this... [ Her voice is nearly silent. The words sound rehearsed - less flowing and more mechanically precise. ] ...who allowed- I mean, who authorized this transfer-

[ Her voice cracks slightly, and she swallows heavily. Her lips are obviously chapped - she's probably dehydrated. ]

Something crazy's going on, isn't it? I- I don't know why I'm here. This isn't right. Where am I? Where is this place?

Is any of this even happening?

Daddy-

[ She chokes on the word, covering her mouth and slamming her eyes shut. After a tiny moment, she reaches out, fumbling with the communicator before shutting it off. In that last moment, tears can be seen in her eyes. ]

[In her room after having had a nice long bath, and breakfast, Yuuki has been laying down. There's no time for that anymore, however. Her head still hurts and she still feels disorientated, but she knows a good situation when she sees one and a bad one. With monsters, murders, and who knows what else  out there...once she had spoken to the little girl, Yuuki had already made up her mind.]

I--I invited someone over. Um...she should be here any minute. [She laughs weakly] I'm just going to set things up for her..._{hopethatsnotaproblemshe'llbehereforawhile!} Um...y-yeah., so right there was extra waffles I think... [She gives an audible gulp.]

[She can't help it. Being able to thoroughly relate to the feeling of finding yourself alone as a little girl, with nothing recognizable and possibly scared...only a monster could sit aside and do nothing. Maybe she isn't human, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have a heart.

And so that's why...Yuuki has decided to adopt into their household a human child.]

[Minamimoto appears on the screen, markings cover a good percentage of his skin. His bangs fly back, almost antenna-like in appearance. He seems quite pleased.]

Well it's damn about time! Those chains were such a zetta pain. But you know, for an entire plane filled with "criminals," I'd expect this place to have more ... oh, I don't know, excitement?

[Feel free to notice Minamimoto wandering around well, just about anywhere. He's bored damnit and he's going to familiarize himself with his surroundings.]

This boredom is unacceptable. What is considered 'allowable' in terms of 'entertainment'?

[Private to Lenalee Lee]
I hope that you found my little gift, and that it was to your liking.

[ooc: The gift is contained in this and was left in a box outside her living quarters with only a note with her name on it. Unsigned otherwise.]