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13 September 2011 at 09:42 am
[ Oz is leaning against a tree, face lifted upward to catch a glimpse of dazzling sunlight through the leaves. It's not quite as dazzling as it could be but eh, that's what you get for using artificial light. ]

It's really nice out here, isn't it? It's almost peaceful.

[ stirring, he blinks and then remembers why he turned on the feed in the first place. ]

Oh, yeah. Hey! Elliot! Have you made plans for tonight? You should take me to the dance! I've never been to one before, you know. [ twiddling thumbs, slightly blushing? He's not implying anything at all, really. ]

((ooc: urk, starting work in ten minutes but I'll tag what I can on breaks and things! I'll definitely get to them tonight after work. Action open to those in the park.))
[ video | action ] backdated to early afternoon
08 September 2011 at 10:51 am
[see vanessa.

see vanessa whip up a black book for the whole prison to see, scowling.]

"There were three things I was absolutely sure about. Firstly, Eduardo was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him that wanted my blood really badly. And last of all, I was madly, deeply in love with him."

[someone made the mistake of reading the book summary on the back]

What is this trash? Are there people who actually read this? [ugh, it's demeaning even to touch this damn thing] I sincerely hope the rest of this library isn't filled with filth like this.

[because if it is she is storming the hell out of there and going back to her room. B(]
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24 August 2011 at 08:55 pm
[Good afternoon, Marina~ ♥ The grinning face on the communicator has something of great import to say to you all!]

Mmm, has everyone here heard of a boy called Elliot Nightray? Blue eyes, sandy hair, very loud and impolite? If you have business with him, you might want to get it done now, because I'm not sure he'll be in any condition to receive guests later.

He needs a little black to add onto all that blue. [A pause. And then that smile shifts from cheerful to knowing] I think there'll be some entertainment in a little bit, if anyone would like to watch~ ♫

[If there's any confusion at all to what he might be referring to, perhaps the backdrop of the dojo might help clarify?]

[If you wander by the dojo, you might see Break, lazily swinging his temporary cane, pilfered from the convenience store, and waiting for the youngest Nightray to show up and make good on his promise. There might also be a mop-haired boy with glasses, and perhaps a small blonde boy.

What a sense of honor Elliot has, waiting until the restraint was removed from Break's ankle for their spar. Too bad Break doesn't share much of that same honor.]

((ooc: Replies via video will be from Break and can be posted directly to the post, action is mingle-style; feel free to tag around, make bets on who will win, gossip, popcorn.gif, network, whatever!

If you wanna call him out for the cake fight or anything from 4th wall, you're welcome to do that here as well!))
20 August 2011 at 11:39 am
-- damn thing work?! [snarling]

Elliot Nightray!

[the voice that launched a thousand ships....in her direction armed with spears and muzzles]

Answer me right now! You better not have gone running off again!

[big sis gonna bitchslap you if you don't get your ass over here this instant]
[ open | action | mingle ] - Shelter Kitchen/Dining Hall
15 August 2011 at 07:41 pm
[ cue one Break ]

[ cue one Break with cake ]

[ cue one Break WITHOUT cake what blasphemy ]

[ sadly, Break does not like this division of power even if he's not wearing a chain. Actually, scratch that. It's only what he deserves for having all the cake in the dome at his fingertips which, shortly, will be remedied. Leaning over, un-chained Break snags a dainty little sugar coated thing from the top of the pile. ]

[ Break (the one with cake), despite being blind, feels that sneaky, sneaky hand approaching his precious cake, and in a fit of rage jealousy POSSESSION reaches out his hand (the one not currently occupied with a frosting-covered fork) and flicks this intruder who has so callously tried to steal his cake. ]

Ah ah! Get your own cake.

[ unfortunately (for the both of them), Break's aim is a little off today and instead of hitting the cake thief, he instead ends up hitting the precious plate of cake, sending a fat slice of cake (chocolate with whipped cream frosting and dainty little strawberries) flying into the face of the nearest person ]

[ fjdkskakl ] What the hell are you doing?! [ Fou turns, wiping chocolate frosting off her face and looking more then a little pissed as she leans over to give the nearest Break a kick in the face. Unfortunately, Break's reflexes are superb and he more then easily steps to the side. It's too bad really. All that cake is flying through the air as Fou's foot lands on the table. Such a waste... ]

((ooc: Everyone is welcome to join in the cake fight! Or just be an innocent bystander. Mingle, threadjack, laugh at the mess... anything goes. purple = Marina's Break, blue = 4th Wall Break, Green = Fou ))
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12 August 2011 at 01:13 pm
[the communicator is on Roxas, who is shirtless in the water at the beach, nearly up to his waist. he's paying close attention to the water rather than the communicator, and then -- suddenly ducks down, reaching into the water with a huge splash, and successfully pulling out a large thrashing fish gripped between his hands. he's grinning broadly, and addresses the communicator]

Now -- this is what I think of when people say they're going to catch some fish. [laughing] Why would anyone do it that slow way?

((ooc: video is filtered from castmates, but action is open to anyone, if you want to hunt him down in person! he is a tiny bit tipsy))
i. it's a mad house out there
12 August 2011 at 09:38 pm

[ she's been spending much time observing the communicator since she's arrived, refraining from appearing until now to gather as much information as she needs (though really, the brochure that came along with the basket is already more than helpful). but at least now, she knows who to expect to react when she decides to show up. ]

My, my.

[ lottie smiles malevolently widely, crossing one leg over the chained one and leaning forward to the camera. behind her is a familiar view of the park. ]

So I suppose even pretty girls get chained up even before they get to do anything. How terribly unforgiving.

But I do wonder now what I'm being chained for. [ she tilts her head slightly to one side, her smile now lopsided. ] Big Sis hasn't committed anything gruesome since 100 years ago after all. [ a pause. and then -- ]

I know! Why don't we play a game of 20 questions? Perhaps Big Sis will find out the reason that way. [ she giggles. ] And perhaps more.
10 August 2011 at 10:56 pm
[If Elliot had paced the room for a few minutes longer, there might have been the start of a trench right across the floor. But he'd settled into a chair instead with his arms crossed, mouth pressed into a thin line, and narrowed eyes on the door expectantly. His entire posture gives off impatient vibes.]

[See, Leo had been gone for hours without letting Elliot know where he had run off to. So it was only natural for him to be worried get a little irritated at this odd behavior.]

[And so, he waits.]
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09 August 2011 at 12:23 am
[He's heard the welcome message, tugged at the chain at his leg, and overall has a relatively good understanding of just what is going on.

He is far from pleased.]

You know, it's really not very nice to chain someone up when they haven't done anything wrong.

[Hullo, Marina. There is a white-haired man dressed in a nightgown - he was oh so rudely yanked out of bed - staring down from the communicator. It had taken him a few minutes to puzzle it out, but he's confident he's gotten the hang of it now.]


[Here he smiles, looking quite a bit more pleased than a man just thrown in prison ought to be.]

If you bring me some cake, I'm sure I can forgive you~ ♥

I'll be keeping the fishies company in the meantime. [And figure out just what is occurring here.]

((ooc: bedtime now but all the tags in the morning!))
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09 August 2011 at 12:42 am
[ despite his disheveled appearance (and please ignore the slight hint of a bloodstain on his collar or the dirty, ragged robe stuffed into the bushes behind him), Oz has a bright, charming smile plastered on his face. He's never seen a device that could transmit sound and pictures before, but the pamphlet was highly informative for someone like Oz who, well, was just used to learning from books. ]

Oh, this is new. I've never seen such an invention before. I bet it comes in really useful when you need to find someone like my servant! You haven't seen him have you? He's tall, wears a hat and he just loves playing with cats.

[ cheeky grin. Come on Gilbert, prove him wrong if you dare! ]

(( ooc: Action is open to anyone who wants to find Oz in the Park. ))
[Action - Open] [Voice - Closed]
20 July 2011 at 08:45 am
[For the past couple days, Gilbert's been really thinking. He's been too ashamed to talk to Elliot and too depressed to do anything else. However, today, he's actually eaten and he's feeling slightly more confident. However, if you look at him, he doesn't seem like he would be nervous or upset at all. He honestly just looks angry.

So he's sitting in the cafeteria in the shelter, carefully eating his food and trying not to scarf it down. He's actually nervous, being in public, but he just looks angry, once more. ...And maybe a little bit lonely. So do you want to approach him? He certainly won't approach you, that's for certain.]

[Voice - Filtered to Elliot Nightray]

I need to talk to you.
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16 July 2011 at 01:16 am
[It's late but Mushu is wiiiide awake. Why? Because after several days of sleeping in trees and in random patches of grass, Mushu has decided that he is going to find a bed fit for a Guardian! Well, an ex-Guardian. Problem is, he doesn't exactly know which houses and rooms are empty and which ones are occupied. The thought of a room having furniture as being occupied hasn't really hit him yet -- he's just going along the assumption that all rooms naturally come with furniture.

He'll just explore until he finds one he likes.

So he's slithering around, a thin red shape not too noticeable in the dark. Mushu kind of wishes Crickee were here. Nothing like a little henchman to get things going faster. And the cricket was a pretty handy lookout. But unfortunately, he is all by his lonesome and he's got to act according.

To his right is a building, rather unassuming in nature, with a window slightly ajar. Exhibit A. With considerable speed, he makes his way into the building, peering around for whatever might be inside....

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07 July 2011 at 02:11 am
[ And today's transmission reveals... about 90 minutes of a one [1] restrained young man staring, possibly without blinking.

Suddenly, action, as our fellow approaches the communicator: close-ups to a (left) red eye, fingers tapping the lens ( knock-knock!), a nostril sniffing the device, and finally, a peek of his...teeth and tongue... as they seem intent to bite - no, don't do that, it's unsanitary - phew, he's decided against chomping the lens and in favour of ---

...giving it a tentative lick.

Nom. Nom. Nom.

Sadly, the camera is not delicious enough, and he backs away. ]

...no tea.

[ Yes, okay, you've won the battle, evil not-tea machine. But the war has not yet been fought until both sides of this shiny, shiny card are displayed before the camera! ]
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04 July 2011 at 06:23 pm
Life-term imprisonment? It's like the plot of a potentially interesting mystery story. Still, you revealed who was responsible right from the beginning. There's no suspense.

[this mop of hair is talking? why is it talk-- oh, wait, it's a person. in a mountain of books. in the library. a chain around his foot. how is that comfortable at all??]

Anyway, I'd rather be sent home now. There's someone who'll be upset and scream a long time if I'm absent, and I don't think he'll accept the fact that I've been stuck a long time underwater. Even if there are a lot of good books.

Though, now that I think about it... I wouldn't be surprised if he ended up here too... Has anyone seen someone named Elliot around? He's probably made a lot of trouble, and I apologize in advance. Please tell him Leo is looking for him. I'll be in the library. Thank you.

[with that, the feed cuts off. leo looks down at his hands a bit, thinking about something, but soon goes back to reading. Elliot would come soon enough, he felt.

in the meantime.... he'll read this entire mountain of books.]
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04 July 2011 at 02:15 pm
[There's the sound of fumbling, then a couple swears, then Gilbert's angry face appears on the screen. He doesn't remember falling asleep here, and... he is not pleased! He has so many things to do and people to watch...]

Hey. Send me back to where I came from! I obviously don't belong here! [The chain on his foot rattles as he lunges forward to yell into the communicator, the cigarette he so gracefully talks around almost falls out. Almost.]

This better not be some kind of joke! [And he's fumbling for his guns, which he just can't find.] Where are my weapons?!
04 July 2011 at 02:33 pm
[Have some video this fine morning, Marina. The feed opens up with a young girl peering curiously at the camera, but she remains silent. She doesn't look distraught, nor is she crying, but the little angel wings on her back give the lightest of twitches (startled?) whenever a bot walks by her along the shelter.]

[Yes, the video is still just her staring at the camera and looking around silently. Is this thing broken? She stares straight at the camera and pushes some buttons now--]


[Sudden text!! Here she looks very surprised and repeats what she just did, slower this time as she tries to find the right letters.]

hello? anyone help maybe?
this thing asking and telling but i do not understand
where is home???
[Video | Action | Open] Back-dated to evening
25 June 2011 at 11:44 am
[Sitting at a free table within the arcade, there's a long haired girl in a large hat, shifting a couple cards on the table, all of them face down, though the backs are unrecognizable. Her expression is a little down, small shoulders slumped as she gives a disheartened sigh.

When she looks up she smiles though, eyes fixing on the video feed. At the very least her words and expression are sincere.]

It's starting to get a little bit late, but there aren't any set curfews in here. Is there anyone who would like to play a game with me? Anyone can play!

[Her grin becomes a bit enthusiastic.]

I promise! It's sure to make you feel great!
13 June 2011 at 09:37 pm
[It's a bit early, but Tamaki doesn't pay that any mind. Early to bed, early to rise as they say. Either way, he doesn't think most people will mind this no matter what the time is - he's not yelling or making any sort of commotion, and in fact, he's rather calm. Something he isn't very often.

The only sound coming from this video is the sound of a piano and on the screen is the handsome blonde boy playing it. He hasn't played in a while and with nothing else to do today, why not do something that any one can enjoy, himself included? An added bonus is that he can't insult anyone by using the word 'commoner', although that's not really something he's thinking of.

At the end of the song, he turns to face the camera and smiles.]

I hope you were all able to enjoy this.
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06 June 2011 at 04:39 pm
[New kid on the block happens to be shouting loud enough for those around to hear. And those listening in on their devices too.]

DON’T TOUCH ME! I ordered you to maintain a distance so why aren't you maintaining it?! If you come any closer, I'll end your very existence! --What the hell are you, anyway?

... I said STOP! Stupid thing, are you hard of hearing?!

[There appears to be a sixteen-year-old boy shouting and pointing at one of Marina's fine, upstanding bots! ... Who looks like it just wants to do its job around the dining hall and usher the loud boy out of the way.]