Valentine's day and a date auction. (Derisive, mocking tone is a-go.) Cute. I'm tempted to say that the point of prison has been entirely and unceremoniously missed and, as much as spending time locked away is at the bottom of my 'list of things to do', so is playing children's games.

If you wanted to liven things up, all you had to do was ask. I'm sure I could help with making a slice of nice, wholesome family fun that everyone can enjoy which doesn't rely on silly little cultural events and marketing gimmicks.

Good morning, criminals! It is the fiftieth day of the third generation, and Valentine's Day, or thereabouts. Inmates Minako Aino and C.C. have planned a marvelous event for all of you: a date auction! I will leave it to them to explain their plan for the day, and I hope that you all enjoy it and feel wonderful about yourselves. Remember that there is no way to put value on any of you, you are all unique individuals who are capable of amazing personal evolution and achievement. ♥

And, if I might--
--well, it isn't important. Everyone please enjoy your day.


((Sentience will not be responding to comments except at the kiosk.))

[Couches are comfortable things. Anyone passing through the common room may notice the over-sized wolf fast asleep on one of them. Ammy is bored, and bored Ammy sleeps.

Her little Eevee is attempting to wake her up by biting an ear and tugging like woa on it. All that manages to do is make Ammy roll over, and knock Eevee off the lounge. The Pokemon is very disgruntled by this and whines, tail in the air.

Someone come wake her up?]


((Attempting to wake the muse up some more. Here's hoping it works))

[You can see a blue-eyed brunette, turning her head on all sides, confused and scared. She was wearing a hospital linen, and by her appearance, it seemed she went through some kind of labour, so she looked fatigued. Realizes she's not in the hospital anymore, neither in school or at home, but in some kind of prison. Suddenly notices some kind of translucent screen over her eyes is on, placing one hand on the headset that was in her ear. After knowing her crimes, Adrianna makes a heavy sigh of frustration, her head down for a moment but recovering instantly, giving such a strong glance and starts to scream.]

Fine!!! So what if I was on drugs??? I'm clean now!!! I'm a different person!!!

[Then... some tears are noticed in her eyes, finally falling through her cheeks.]

... And...

[Her voice could scarcely articulate any words, mumbling in the process. But she finally managed to speak with bated breath.]

And... I knew I wouldn't be a good mother... I'm too young for that...

[She covers her face with both hands, sobbing without restraint.]

Ffff.... shit. What the hell is this?

[muttermutter. Someone is not happy.]

How do you work this thing.... [He also didn't mean to start the voice recorder.]

Fuck. Everything. How the hell did I even get here? I'm not wet, and I didn't feel any youkai presence... I would've woken up. [There's some shifting around, and some awkward noises of him fumbling with the communicator.]

Shit. This could not have worse timing. I swear, if anything happened to them, heads are rolling.

[There's a moment's pause.] ... Wait, is this thing..? [On? Why yes, Gojyo, yes it is.]

... Damn it all to hell!

[ 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. ]