14 September 2011 at 03:39 pm
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.

Welcome to Marina Academy's First Promenade!

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...

+ Info post / thread index (please read this first!)
+ Jeanne's greeting speech!
+ Prom King and Queen announcement. (Spoiler: It's Euphie and Kanda.)
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[ Closed ]
10 September 2011 at 10:41 pm
[ Ashton hasn't been out of his room all day, for one reason or another, but it's late in the afternoon when he goes for some (more) coffee that he notices an invitation sitting on the coffee table. He reads it, and then blinks over to where he just now noticed Conrad sitting. ] Oh, this must be what people on the network are talking about today.

[ He furrows his brow, because though he heard the excitement, he lacked the context of some of those posts. ] What's a "promenade"?
[ video | action | semi-open ]
31 August 2011 at 07:34 pm
{OOC: Video/Lunch thread with Yuuri closed, feel free to catch her out and about afterwards for action tags.}

[Click! Kitty turned on her comm and contacted Yuuri.]

Hey, Yuuri, you still up for lunch today?


[Afterwards, Kitty was on her way back home after a very nice lunch. She had to pick up a few books to return to the library, and she hadn't wanted to drag them with her out to eat. Feel free to run into her either on her way home or between home and the library!]
[video / action / open]
31 August 2011 at 10:37 am
[Ritsuka's voice is a bit nasal when he begins talking, and his sentences are punctuated by the occasional sniff.]

How can it be day 130 already? I didn't think I was sick for that long. Must have forgotten to check this thing, too.

[His communicator was sitting dutifully on his night stand the whole time Ritsuka slept through three or four days. It is not the communicator's fault Ritsuka forgot to check it.]

I'm sorry to anyone I made plans with. I don't usually get colds.

[Lowers his eyes a little, breaking his direct gaze with the screen. Maybe he was just a little lonely.]

I'll be in the shelter kitchen making pancakes. [Trying to.] I don't think I'm contagious anymore but if you want to make your own, that's fine too. [Friends, this is his roundabout way of saying he's sorry and he wants to see you all.]
17 August 2011 at 09:35 am
Someone moved my things! Those are very sensitive experiments and they aren't ready for distribution yet!

[Remember the dream event? Yeah, that was Sam and Dean moving her things. Sorry about that. Well, not really sorry...]

I'm not angry. [She's clearly very angry.] Just announce your guilt and I'll deal with you accordingly.
[ Action | Open ]
12 August 2011 at 03:24 pm
[ It's the middle of the afternoon, and Ashton is standing with his back against the wall of the ice cream shop, dressed in black shorts that hang past his knees, and a grey t-shirt. He's here waiting for Jennifer, because he has a few things to ask her, and also because ice cream is awesome and he owes her for that one day. It seemed so much longer ago...

She was always someone he could confide him, so perhaps she can help him sort stuff out in his head. ]
[Action | Open] Swordsmanship Class!
20 July 2011 at 11:30 am
[When Cain stepped into the dojo for his morning warm-ups, it had looked like a small tornado had passed through. Which, of course, presented a problem for his class at noon. Rather than tempt his students into contributing to the dojo's unfortunate destruction, or into using the splintered equipment to shank each other, he decides to hold class outside in the open field nearby.]

[Students can find both Cain and Gaunt there, with salvaged equipment on hand.]

Sword fighting isn't just about training the body. If we're going to have any hope of turning this into an art rather than an exercise whacking each other with sticks, it's time to start exercising our minds.

We're going to start with a bit of meditation today. You're going to sit down, get comfortable, and close your eyes. Shed your thoughts and focus on your breathing.

[And after that, the usual lessons in whacking each other with sticks will ensue, with Gaunt as a guest/co-instructor!]

((OOC: Specify the time of class in your action headers~ Cain's classes are, as always, mingle-style, so feel free to tag with each other as you please! ...Though Cain might threadjack to make :| faces at people who start whispering during the meditation portion.))
08 July 2011 at 03:43 pm
[Big party, little party, Akito doesn't care. So long as he can spend time with his friends and family on what should be his birthday, that's all he cares about.

Having fun in the morning with his others and Allelujah definitely is a good way to start things off! And then later, party at Jennifer's. He approves of this so much.

Today was going to be a good day. He was determined of this]

((OOC: Birthday things! Party later is free with mingling if you have some reason to be there (even a tiny one). You can assume people talked about it if you like, I fail at planning -_-;;

First thread is closed to H/Alle, then feel free to use the rest of the post for party and mingling stuff))
[Action | Open] Training dojo + Diva's apartment
06 July 2011 at 09:13 am
[However tempting, he wasn't about to turn off his communicator today. He hadn't paid his usual attention to the chatter of new arrivals, rather just listening in to see if he was needed. If there was an emergency.]

[One voice had caught his attention, of course. It seemed the only way he could hear Yuuri happy was when they were apart. At least he can still hear it.]

[Nothing, though, keeps him from his training. His new abilities are useful, but he mustn't become complacent, not with Saya hell-bent on whatever revenge she sought. After an hour he takes a break, less because he needs it anymore and more out of habit, and maybe just a tiny bit to glance around and see if anyone was nearby. It's always good to train with others.]

[And of course, everyone who knew him at all knew to find him here around now. Not that he's expecting anyone.]

[After this, he's going straight home. There's still work to be done on the rooms. It should take however long until Diva to gets back the rest of the day.]
[Video/Action - open!] backdated to evening
04 July 2011 at 12:33 am
[So here's a crooked view of Greed's bar, quite specifically the bar which is sadly being tended by no one. Since Greed is indeed gone. The camera soon rights itself, a hand reaching past it for a glass of amber drink which it slides away with. Drinking off screen, there's a moment of silence before he clears his throat.] A missing barkeep is bad for the business, isn't it?

[Taking a drag of his cigarette and... coughing. Nevermind the smoking, it's the mining that makes this a particularly harsh sounding cough. It tapers away after a moment, but his voice's a bit rough. So yes, sliding that camera all the way around-- he has a nice collarbone, don't you think? It peeks through his shirt, a slightly disheveled button-down with the collar rather loose. The view doesn't show much more other than his chin. He sips again.] Guess the job's just opened up. So someone be a dear and take it so I can stop pouring my own drinks.

[Lip twitching, he smiles into his glass as he finishes it.] A barmaid'd be particularly nice, in my opinion.
[ Closed ]
01 July 2011 at 10:47 pm
[ Ashton has been busy the past few days! It was time to unveil the surprise for Diva, but before he can do that, he has those plans with Yuuki.

Maybe some lighthearted fun and games will put him in the right mood for the rest of the evening. It would be a nice change of pace from all the heavy conversations lately... ]
[ Event: Summer Solstice Festival ]
29 June 2011 at 12:23 pm
[ Around noon, the robots that had been swarming the beach scatter, leaving a transformed landscape in their wakes. There are volleyball nets set up in the sand, along with colorful umbrellas and blankets beneath them. Part of the water has been sectioned off for water polo, while inflatable rafts in fanciful shapes are ready for use in the open area.

Ringing the beach are food stands serving street and festival foods: chin chin, takoyaki and taiyaki, aloo tikki, sabikh, empanada, hot dogs, ice cream and shaved ice, and suchlike. There is one stand where a robot serves an alcoholic punch not completely unlike sangria. Several of the other stands also serve non-alcoholic drinks. Clean up robots zoom from place to place, picking up garbage. ]
[ Video | Open ]
27 June 2011 at 10:02 pm
Good morning! [ When Ashton addresses the feed, it's with a sheepish expression on his face. The floor of the training hall is visible behind him, as is one very wrecked training dummy. He has a towel over his head because this morning's session with Conrad has been particularly hectic, so he's dripping with sweat. ] Um.. I have kind of an odd request. Does anyone know how to make stronger practice weapons? I'd keep using the ones they provide at the dojo, but... well...

[ Here he holds up a wooden practice sword, but the tip is wrecked, and the spot where the guard should be looks as if it was ripped clean up. There is a huge, fading bruise on the top of his palm where he holds it. It wasn't even Conrad's fault -- these weapons aren't designed for people like them. ] See what I mean?

I don't want Mr. Cain to have to keep replacing these for me.
27 June 2011 at 04:58 pm
So, um...

[Fidgeting as the screen flips on, a girl with long brown hair worn up high in a ponytail (for once) glances away from the camera, red decorating her cheeks in a soft hue that glows. Fingers twisting, she tears them apart to curl into her skirt, a nervous habit that also serves for embarrassment. She licks her lips, speaking carefully as she continues.]

Ehee--I was just wondering, but,uh...is there anyone who tutors? I mean for some of the classes here in school...

[Looking a little sheepish, she laughs awkwardly before closing her eyes and giving a small sigh. Boy, asking really is kind of embarrassing.]
25 June 2011 at 11:04 pm
I thought idle hands made the devil's work, and since I've been idle for so long I though I had better do something before they get me in trouble.

Apparently all my roads lead, without fail, back to coffee. I should just embrace the stuff, so I will be working a bit at the new shop. Danielle's shop.

So yes. I'll be seeing more of people, and if there are coffee-enthusiasts among us - or tea, or just generally anything, I think - then I'm Lenalee, and you might be seeing me and trusting me with your drinks for a little while. I'm well practiced. I'm promising this.

[filtered to Order, minus bwother deawest]

I'm not sure how time goes in this place, but if Kanda's had his birthday then Komui's should be soon. What day should I choose? Whenever, I'd think. Tomorrow, really. I don't think it really matters so long as it exists, and I'm sure he'd like it if you came to see him that day. Whatever day.

If a "year" really passes so quickly, I expect we'll be celebrating this in another couple of months. Still, it's all sentiment when it comes down to it.
[ Action | Open ]
23 June 2011 at 02:34 pm
[ It's midday. Others are flocking to the coffee shop or going about their day, and Ashton was in the graveyard. Not just at any plot, either, but sitting cross-legged directly in front of a large stone tablet that bore the names "Gyoro and Ururun". He's been avoiding this place for some time. Wouldn't you, if it's the one thing in the whole prison that unquesionably makes you consider your own mortality and the decisions you've made in life? ... of course you would.

And he's talking to the stone now, paying no attention to the area around him for once. ]

((OOC: Ashton can be either interrupted above, or found aimlessly wandering to/from the graveyard. Just note it in your tag!))
[ Closed ]
18 June 2011 at 08:09 pm
[ It's late in the evening, and Ashton finally managed to scrounge together those supplies after spending time with Hiling earlier in the day. It wasn't exhausting, but the reality of the past few days was finally catching up to him and it weighed heavily on him as he turned the handle of the apartment door.

The sound of stone grinding against metal is unmistakable and, once inside, his eyes find Conrad's form across the room, hunched over with the sword in his lap and a whetstone in-hand. So much for getting to his room stealthily. He clutched the brown paper bag close to his chest and stepped forward. ]
Hi, Conrad.
[Action | Open]
16 June 2011 at 12:59 am
[Whatever it was that Hiling had set out to do, she lost interest in and found herself instead sprawled out upon the couch in the Shelter lounge. The sound of white noise can be heard from the television and a glass of juice is set on the table just out of arm's reach. She may appear to be sleeping or she may not attempt to hide the fact that she is watching whoever else is in the room.]
[Dream Event | Open]
27 May 2011 at 03:30 pm
Track 1: Trau, schau, wem!

[Welcome to the CBS Celestial Being. From this colony spaceship overlooking the Earth, humanity is ruled over by the gods of this new world. Victorious over the terrorists who dared challenge them, the Innovades are revered as the saviors of mankind. Years have passed since then and the peace is strictly enforced.

In Ribbons' absence, Hiling was left in charge. Having no pressing matters to attend to, she can do as she pleases. But a peaceful world means no battles for her to fight. She often grows restless with boredom. Occasionally, she will invite a guest to entertain her, though if she requires attention at that very moment, a servant will do. A number of captives are also kept for this purpose if she happens to be in the mood. She hums a tune to herself as she enters the room, flanked by two taller Innovades, and favors the occupant with a small smile.]

Track 2: Human After All

[The only light in the room comes from the soft glow of a clear chamber. The sleeping form inside is recognizable as Hiling, only with certain modifications. From what is visible, one might notice her figure is distinctly feminine, in contrast to her usual ambiguous form. Somehow, she has become human. She begins to stir and open her eyes.]
[ Closed ]
26 May 2011 at 02:09 am
"Figure your lady friend wouldn't be too keen if you got messed up in something." The man had said.

He was right. )

(OOC: Taking place after the fight with Hidan, alongside Link, from earlier today. That post is kept game canon with mod permission. Potential triggers inside for blood drinking, morbid thoughts, awful prose, etc.)