[Against a tree in the park of Sector 4, there sat a small little girl all alone. A pure white dress and ribbon under a large purple fur-lined coat, she is just watching the people past by.]

[In truth, Barry is thinking. His beloved and beloved's beloved is here with him, however, how to pry Addy away from Charles. If one disappears, things would have gone splendid for him. If Addy was the one left, then he'll find a way to keep him. Chains, rope, even barbed wire in order to keep him still. Though, screams are a melody to him.]

[However, Acumen and the robots were a problem. If they were powered off, then he could do it all before they turn back on. But, no time to rush things. Time is an essence. Therefore, he will continue to sit and watch, study before actions.]

[ooc: Loli mode time! Barry is just going to be running around as a cute little girl for a day and maybe the next day. No harm intended, just to mess with people's minds for now. /andplanningsomethingwithhimactually]

[The video turns on and settles on the edge of a keyboard; all that's visible are the keys and a pair of gloved hands. Then he begins playing this, a fast, chaotic piece, both tonal and atonal, strange.

[When he finishes, with a flourish, he picks up the camera and directs it at his face. smiling] Prokofiev piano sonata number 4, movement 3. It's a brilliant piece, isn't it?

[He looks like Allen. He sounds like Allen. But he is not Allen.]

[Everyone's favorite incubus is back after randomly disappearing (again). Trogdor was sitting on top of his white hair while Barry himself was resting on a nice comfortable bed. Between his fingers, even if nobody could see him, is a bone of some sorts. It was late, but a question to humor them all.]

Hm. What is that one thing that you desire the most, yet you somehow might never get, but still keep on trying?

[Yes, he knows his answer. And then, watch Addy make a comment.]

[There’s some fumbling for a minute as Barry gets acquainted with this new piece of technology, but once he understands what he’s doing, he goes off on a tangent.] Hey hey hey hey! What’s the meaning of this? I’m not a criminal! This is some kind of mistake! You can’t just lock people up for no good reason, and without a trial-…! Unacceptable! When I get my hands on the people responsible for this, I’ll fine them a million- no, a billion as compensation for this! Gaaaah!

...!!!!! ANY MY POKÈMON ARE GONE, TOO?! Oh no no no no no NO! You can’t kidnap me up for crimes I didn’t commit and then steal my Pokèmon from me! I’ll triple your fine! Now let me out!

[Whatever the hell is going around is not fun, Johnny has decided, but he didn't mind playing it up if it got Cherry tending to him in bed.

Only he hadn't been able to fully enjoy it when he had one thing on his mind.

Barry hadn't responded back to him.

Which usually means he has something up his sleeve. And given how he's been acting lately, Rayflo can only think this involves Cherry.

So that night when he's feeling a little stronger--nighttime is his element--he slips out of the house when Cherry isn't looking. It's hard, moving around when he's this drained and he has to stop and lean on buildings every short while, but his senses are on high alert.]

Come out, come out. I know you're too much of a stalker to be a good boy and fuck off.

{OOC: There may be extreme violence, torture, and possible non-consensual sexual situations in this post. Given that Johnny is a vampire, his life signals won't be affected too much--he doesn't even have a heartbeat--but if it gets really bad, I'll edit this information.}

After finally being released, I can't give an explore because of someone was killed. Oh well, nobody can't argue on the circle of life, can we?

Now, how to find entertainment now~?

[He's on edge. Two days seems to be the limit. Cherry had his chains off in two days.

That means a certain someone may have had his removed, too.

That means he needs to keep Cherry occupied. But how? He's having problems even wanting to leave the house today. So he's in the house--said person can't enter if he doesn't let him.

Time to get things rolling.]

Hmm... How about a fun game~? I'll create a scenario and you can answer on what you would do if you were stuck in it.

Let's say you find out you have an admirer. Now, you don't like the person that way, but they're pushy. Maybe they won't take no for an answer. What would you do?

And don't be afraid to ask in return. It's a fun distraction.

Good morning, inmates. It is the 59th day of the third generation.

There was an unfortunate incident near the shelter that resulted in the death of fellow inmate Tatewaki Kunou last night. The Defense Force has been mobilized to handle the situation, so there is no need to worry. It is advisable that inmates not roam the premises during the night hours, and that any with information pertaining to this situation contact a member of the force.

Inmate Haruhi Suzumiya, your request has arrived. You will find the disc copy at the entrance to Sector 1, the other items in the storage beside the theater.

It feels so much better to be rid of those awful shackles. How many other people had to endure that for three days?

No time to celebrate. There is work to be done.

[Screened to Grell Sutcliff]
Good morning, Grell. Put on your best face because we'll be seeing each other today. Where do you wish to conduct the meeting?

[Screened to Charles Chrishunds]
Unhindered, now would be ideal to get together so we could have a private conversation regarding specific issues.

[The sound of paper rustling is heard followed by a sharp intake of breath and a very unpleasant growl.]

Master, what have you done now? [It's said softly, making it unclear if he's talking to himself or not.

But it's clear that he's very upset about something.]





[ooc: He happened to wonder by this sign up sheet and saw that he'd been signed up without his consent. Feel free to ask him what's wrong and try to stop him from strangling Rayflo when he finds him.]

No way, you've got it all wrong! There's no way a guy like me's suited for jail life. This fragile mind, this youthful body, by sentencing me here you've guaranteed the loss of my wide-eyed innocence, tearing away the one joy many young girls had been anxiously waiting for since I hit puberty!

Please, Oh Great Prison Robot of the Future, grant me sweet freedom!!

[ Those in the area will take note that their newest resident is appealing his case to a trash bot. ]

[In the park there are several benches set up almost like pews in a church, white and decorated with flowers at the edges and along the backs. Instead of two sedate columns with rows of benches pointing towards some dais, the benches are in rows facing each other, and in the center of the aisle between them is a long table with a substantive buffet of brunch food: colorful red eggs, fruit salads, muffins and rolls, glazed ham...

[The buffet table is extremely distracting. Allen is dressed in his full black-and-red uniform with a cloak and the Rose Cross worn over it; he keeps glancing at the buffet table as he stands right -- temptingly -- in front of it so that everyone can see him, with occasional glances down at his book to make sure he remembers his lines.]


Thus we give thanks and glory unto you, Father, and glory to the Christos, and glory to the blessed Virgin who bore him...


[He is trying not to rush, but he is mentally censoring out optional parts of the ritual to more quickly get to the eating part.]


((ooc: Event post! Feel free to post a comment here establishing what your character is doing during or after the ceremony, and other people will thread with you, or you can comment to someone else's comment~!))

[Before you can hear any voice, it was more of chains shaking sound. Waking up with that present, and one little bot that flew around him, a small buzzing noise, before resting on his shoulder. Finally, someone spoke up. It was a man, who sound pretty well, after reading the message.]

How surprising. Can't lie about the crimes, however. [Smirks a little.]

Would anyone care to give me the smaller details about this place~?