Well. Seeing as earlier matters have been... resolved, I suppose, should a proper introduction be in order? [He quirks a brow, smiling harmlessly.] After all - if this is life sentence, it couldn't hurt to know the people around me!

I do love meeting people, after all.

[He pauses briefly before continuing.]

Rather than ask the same questions that have clearly been addressed to other new prisoners, though... why don't we make it more fun? I want to hear about you! Who you are, where you're from! Why you've been brought here! There's little point in holding back, wouldn't you say?

I could use a change of pace after such a busy morning. Anri-chan is quite feisty when the mood strikes! [He laughs. Loudly. Is he mocking Anri a bit? Possibly, but it's hard to tell.]

Oya, oya - I nearly forgot to introduce myself. [No, no he didn't.] I'm Izaya Orihara.

[And with that? Click!]

Excuse me -

[There's a brief moment where she almost shuts the feed, her nerve dwindling.]

Excuse me...

My name ... My name is Anri Sonohara, and I would like to apologise to anyone who I may have frightened or upset earlier today. Please, don't get the wrong impression. I'm not a violent person and I have no intention of hurting anyone.

[Unless you hurt her or her friends first, but do let's not get caught up in details.]

Th-- thank you for listening.

[Hurriedly closing the feed before her face can go really red.

A few moments later, the feed switches back on.]

Um -- could anyone tell me if they've ever met Mikado Ryuugamine or Masaomi Kida? [She isn't sure whether she wants to hear yes or no... But she has to ask.]


((OOC: Filtered from Izaya, sob.))

[The robots coming in after breakfast to clear away her overnight things from the guest room have made it perfectly clear that she isn't just back at Zelman's house. Allen frowns at them as they go, but he doesn't make a move to stop them.

...These last twenty-four hours. He wants a do-over.

He gathers up his books and heads into the living room, switching on his communicator.]

I was going to ask Miss Saki if she's any good with math, but it would seem she isn't here any longer. [mildly, but with just that small added touch of formality that had been worn away before]

So is there anyone who might be able to help me study? It turns out I'm not any good at it despite all that card counting and debt management... [sigh. apparently he's only good at practical math!] And don't start with me, Naoya, I'm just seeking out tutoring, it's perfectly legitimate.

( Sad thoughts... then put on a smile! )

Good day everyone! I'm Kohran Li and I'm new here! Thank you very much for the welcome basket and this really neat communication device! Wow, how can something so small do so many things...?

[Toggling through the various functions and getting distracted --]

I wonder how this was made...? Who made it? I have to meet them!

[Suddenly enthusiastic and going completely off-topic!]

Oh! Oh! Does anyone know who made this device? I have to know how this communicator's been assembled! It's so marvellous!


(( OOC: For action, you can catch her before her broadcast or do as if you didn't hear it. Apologies in advance for slow-ish tagging, but I'll definitely get back to you guys! o/ ))

[ Hello, Marina! How do you like your newcomers and how they are panicking or the whatnot? Well, how about a change? You may have a man who is just standing around, looking so calm in Sector Four- the park to be exact.

He seems rather interested in his surroundings but at this moment, he is very fascinated by the little headset he's been given. ]

This is just a brilliant device. A headset with video and voice functions to communicate over? A few years late behind everyone, but, ohhh, what will they think of next? Though the design can be a bit better-- well, I've seen worse-- well, it's not that bad-- well, yeah, it's a bit bad. They can do better with the colour.

[ He taps on the screen before remembering that, oh, he needs to be asking something! ]

But anyhow, hello! Yes, if anyone is listening to this, I'm the Doctor. Nice to meet you all.

Right now, I'm in a bit of a predicament such as waking up in a new area-- "one-point-six-zero-nine kilometres beneath the surface of the Eloquois Ocean" if Acumanny here is telling the truth. This isn't the first time something like this has happened but still quite unpleasant though I do admit that this is a lovely welcome so far except that whole list of crimes bit.

[ Nope, he hasn't done some of those-- well, a bit but he's not going to say anything on the matter. ]

A basket filled with a few gifts and a brochure is a nice touch, but who have thought that pears are any good? Honestly, pears should be completely out of this welcome basket. [ He doesn't even pick up them from the basket he's holding. Ew. ] Really should have gone with something like a banana. Always remember to have a banana on you. Bananas are good. They're high in potassium.

[ He pauses for a second-- just a slight second. ]

--Oh right, where was I? Ah, yes, a predicament.

So! Has anyone seen a human named Donna? British, ginger, has a bit of a sassy attitude and can be quite loud if in the mood. Or in that matter, has anyone also seen a big blue police box? Got the words 'POLICE' on the top, made out wood? Both are pretty important and I'm in a bit of a hurry here. I'm sure both can take quite good care of themselves though one will be louder than the other in voicing herself.

[ Has he suggested that a police box is a living thing? Yes, he has. He quite likes his TARDIS, thank you. Now, he'll just look around while waiting for an answer. So much to see, so little time when it comes to without a TARDIS. ]


(( OOC: Ah, um, apologizes but tags will be gotten back to slowly at the moment! I am deeply sorry for this and I do hope that no one minds backtagging or slow tags! ))

Oh mom...

[The screen jostles, tilting up as a small thump is heard. Kneeling on the ground, long brown hair sweeps the pavement below as a young girl falls to her knees in defeat.]

I... I realize that setting up camp on private property is wrong, but I never imagined how serious the offense! [Dark eyes swirling she reels dizzily, head spinning] I don't even remember there being any pressed charges. I'm the worst. Such an idiot! The lowest of low. To think that the Sohma allowed such a hardened criminal into their home.

[Gloom]

I'd punish me too.

[Surprise, Marina! It's a girl and her sword.]

--I'm just going to stop you.

Anri-chan, this is no way to say hello, really. I haven't done a thing, after all!

[The feed pulls back, then, to reveal Izaya Orihara and Anri Sonohara, the former being chased by the latter. Anri's expression is steeled, her eyes an alien shade of crimson as she lunges, Saika just barely missing his elbow.

Izaya, for this part, is playing the role of beleaguered, intimidated victim chillingly well -- his restraint gives him credence, at the very least.]

Kyaaa, kyaaaaa! I was so rudely interrupted by a violent plea for love! I'd prefer not to die today, so if someone can help me restrain Anri-chan -- really, this is getting out of control very quickly.



((OOC: Oh no, a harmless bystander is being assaulted! (She only wants to stab him a little, okay. ;;) This is a whacky two-person post. You can request someone specific to respond (Anri, who's red or Izaya, who was blue) or not! But please, unless you're our pre-planned DF contingent, video tags only?

Individual intros for these two will go up later in the week (possibly from a jail cell for Anri!), but Aly and I couldn't resist.))

[It's raining and Lelouch is being a homebody, staying indoors and playing chess with himself idly. He's been thinking about this next move for quite some time, and it seems like now is as good a time as any... He flips on the communicator, relaxing and smiling into the video.]


You know, I was just thinking. Who else made secret codes or hand gestures as children? Like a phrase that sounded innocent but meant "Let's go meet outside," or a gesture that meant "Check up on that for me."

Maybe I'm the only one who thought in such complicated terms as an eight-year-old. [chuckling] But it was fun knowing that only we would understand.


[Acumen can hear them over the network, and possibly records the content of everything it translates through video. But unspoken hand gestures and phrases that don't mean what they sound like they mean are much more difficult to uncover in surveillance, aren't they?]

--I can't believe they're celebrating Holi. [He's kind of thrilled about it, and laughs.]

Holi is a festival of colors. I'm not sure if there's religious significance to it or not, other than that it's for spring, but in India people would throw colorful liquid or powder on passersby. And if you say to them, "Pardon me, but it's Holi," they're supposed to forgive you.

It's a lot of fun, if you can relax enough for it. If not... [sly] maybe you should stay indoors today?



((ooc: Respond to his voice post here! Otherwise this is an EVENT POST. Comment here if you want your character to get powdered, or if you want to lurk and throw brightly-colored water at other people, and other people will respond to your comment to oblige! Calling all pranksters, goofballs, and trolls!))

What has to happen before the Defense Force deems it necessary to lock a person up? Apparently, the man who assaulted and tried to murder me was not considered enough of a threat. Maybe next time he attacks they'll put him on the watch list. As if that will do any good. How is anyone supposed to feel safe when there are people like that allowed to walk free with not so much as a warning? I can't deal with this. I will not be a part of an organization this ineffective at what it claims to do. I quit!

[She breathes heavily from her hospital bed, both arms bandaged with one in a sling. If only there was a table she could flip for emphasis. Just as well, she'd only end up hurting herself. She glares at the screen, lowering her voice.]

Allelujah Haptism, I hope you get what you deserve.

[Her conversation with Minako the day before taught her something: two worlds can be very, very similar, with only a single difference. That got her thinking about a question she's had for a long time, and only made her more determined to find out the truth. Did anyone else go through what they did? Is there someone else here from a world with the game?]

Um, excuse me... this question might seem weird to people who don't know what I'm talking about, but there is a reason for it.

Does anyone here come from a world with... giant robots?

Seriously? The 110th day already? What - it's been like - [a little pause here. math is not Faith's best subject okay] - two months. Fuck. This place has one screwed up calendar.

...Two months in this place without screwing or killing anyone.

[amused sound] Check it out, looks like I'm a good girl now.

[ In the late afternoon, and stretching on until evening, the arcade has been taken over! Decorations have been hung, with a few tables set up with a pair of huge birthday cakes, other finger-foods, and drinks. Odds are, if you're close to Neil, you received an invitation to this party -- even if he has to come and drag you there, himself! (It would include friends of Lyle but, well, he kind of didn't talk to his brother about this. Whoops!)

For else that stops by, well... it will be hard to miss the ruckus, especially once guests arrive. Above the entryway to the bowling lanes a banner that simply reads:

♣ HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! ♣

It shouldn't be too hard to figure out why it's there, or who it's for, so come on in~ ]

(OOC: Here is a link to the invitations from yesterday! Party-crashers and guests welcome. Event style posting! Threads might be from either Lockon, with one closed thread as an exception.)

Good morning boys and girls! We do hope you've slept well! [because they haven't slept at all.] We have a proposition for you, hmm? [Have a large, eerily grinning face in your video, Marina!]

How many of you more rambunctious sorts would be interested in a fight club? An all out brawl between yourself and another! Everyone gets a turn! The only rules are no disabling injuries, and when someone surrenders, you back off!

We're still working out the kinks, but for now, we'd like to just gather a headcount! Don't all pipe up at once! There'll be plenty of action for everyone! [they laugh]

I think there's something in the fucking water in this place. My head is pounding like a cheap prostitute-- and before you fucking smart asses assume it's a hangover, it isn't.

[pause for a few seconds, then continues]

Mm. Here's a riddle. When you kick a shitty ass door and it still won't fall off the cock sucking hinges, where is the machete?

Ah, excuse me…

[There's a young man with dark hair covering half his face and a grey eye peering into the communicator.]

I read the pamphlet in the basket - thank you for that by the way - but I'm a little confused, still. Why was there no trial? That doesn't seem fair, somehow.

[Not that he would have really expected one, but he had to keep up appearances, right?]

Ah… but the cookies in the basket were very tasty. Thank you to whoever put those in there.

[Deep, steadying breath.]

Hello, everyone. My name is Euphemia li Britannia for those of you I haven't met. [It feels like she needs another one of those deep, steadying breaths now, but she charges onward with nothing but sincerity and concern in her voice.]

I wanted to apologize to all of you for the horrible, unspeakable things I've said and done since I returned. I just want you to know I don't wish anyone harm, and I don't think any less of the Japanese. [She pauses here. It's hard to say all this with the way she is still fighting the geass back. Cross' sorcery had lessened the effect, but it hadn't removed it completely. It just made it manageable. Controllable.] I understand that I'll need to show this through my future actions as well as my words. If there is anything I can do to make amends, please don't hesitate to tell me.

I don't want to take up any more of your time. Thank you for listening, and once again. I'm deeply, deeply sorry to everyone and especially to those I threatened individually and Orihime.

[She hesitates a moment as if there is more she wants to say, but finally completes her broadcast with a soft click.]

[ dear lord why is he awake? becoming an early riser would be inconvenient! oh well, he's up and actually hanging out in the athletic complex -- he's awake and somewhere other than the library; when did he turn into Yu?

he's had a run and done some exercises, but one can only do so much alone. so, have a smiley redhead showing up on your video screens, Marina. ]

Anyone feel like tryin' to beat me up? [ grin!! ] There's gotta be somebody I've pissed off lately.

((ooc: Tags may be a little slow during the day (EST) but I will get to all tags!))

( Dangerous thoughts )

Excuse me. Excuse me. Please! I desperately need help! I'm trapped in the Defense Force's jail. [Yes, a jail within the prison!] I must get out! [It tugs at the heart, right? A damsel in distress!]

I have to kill all the Japanese! [Okay, maybe less now, but she isn't quite herself today.]

( OOC )

I am so bored. Someone come down to the bar and get me some drinks! [stuff tastes way better when someone else gets it for you. she briefly looks away to the side where there just might be a few broken glasses on the floor, but let's ignore that!

looks back to the camera and gi~ggles~] You know what? I bet I could drink anyone here under the table. Come on, try me!
[V-sign! 5ft tall 17 year old girl > you. search your soul and you know this to be true]