[video | open]
22 June 2012 at 12:49 pm
[Euphie hasn't been able to find Suzaku anywhere, and she isn't quite ready to deal with that, so she's not. She's not going to get upset. She's not even going to bury herself in work. Not yet. She's going to live out her day the best way she can. Tomorrow it can be real. Not today. But that doesn't mean she wants to spend it alone either. When does she ever want that?]

How is everyone today? You know I don't think we have enough discussions on the network. We should. So, tell me about... ah... one of your favorite things to learn about or do since you've been here. I think one of mine was very recently. Roxas has this dust. It was special dust. He sprinkled it over me, and I could fly! It sounds impossible doesn't it? I don't think I'd believe it if I wasn't there. Mm, so what are some of yours?

Oh! [And not bothering to make this private.] Helix, are you ready to go shopping now?

(OOC: Backdated a bit to more late afternoon than early evening.)
[ ♚ Video || Voice || Action ]
05 June 2012 at 11:18 am
[ ♚ Video || Voice? ]

[ Maybe it wouldn't come to much surprise where Sheryl chose to keep her cell phone. Considering that Sheryl's cellphone was currently resting between her breasts ... all the viewer will see is complete darkness. However, the lovely Sheryl's voice can be heard and very clear as day.

Though today --- she doesn't sound very happy. ]

How dare you! Do you know who I am?! I am Sheryl Nome!

[ Other voices were in the background. All sounding confused and shocked:

"What happened?!"

"That girl just slapped the blonde for some reason."


Meanwile, Sheryl was ignoring them all. ]

Did you believe you can grope Sheryl Nome and get away with it, Pervert?!

Wai--wait a minute! It's all a misunderstanding! It was an accident! I swear!

[ Sorry, Gino. She doesn't seem to be listening to a word you're saying. ]

I hope you know that that doesn't come for free. I hope you are ready to pay ...

H-huh?


[ ♚ Action ]

[ Those who are in the area will find a blushing and clearly angry Sheryl crossing her arms over her *~hopes and dreams~* protectively.

Another odd thing about this sight is that ... she is wearing a wedding dress.

You are very welcome to try and break the fight up --- if that is where this is going. With Sheryl's stubbornness, those brave souls who want to try are free to do so! --- at their own risk. ]
video/action || open to all
04 June 2012 at 08:55 pm
[Luke already privately had his freak out, and had a frantic read through of the brochure. He's all caught up, and once he's figured out the communicator (THREE BUTTONS ARE KINDA HARD OK) he's right up on the network]

This is the worst. I'm not even really sure where I am! I mean, one second I'm walking up some stairs to go do something really, really important, and then I'm here. I'm really worried about everyone. I'm pretty worried about myself, too. I don't even have my sword.

[he looks through the welcoming basket, and idly snacks on something]

I'm going to go talk to that robot in charge. I don't know if it'll do anything, but it must be worth something.

[It's entirely possible to run into him, too. He's just on a street corner, sitting on a window sill for a shop in sector 5]
video;
04 June 2012 at 05:29 pm
[ click! a young woman, seventeen or eighteen at the oldest, is peering expectantly into the video feed. after a moment or two of fiddling with the communicator, she starts talking - to herself. ]

A network-interface device of some sort, huh...? Might be worth looking into, assuming I can put it back together.

[ she grins at that, cracking her knuckles like she's accepting some sort of challenge in the process. ]

Anyway, looks like it's on, so- [ she clears her throat. ] Greetings, fellow inmates! My name's Lucca, and I... [ she pauses for a few moments, awkwardly adjusting her glasses before continuing. ] To be honest, I'm not really sure how to introduce myself here. It's a prison, right...? On second thought, maybe that's all that needs said right now.

[ she flushes a teeny bit, barging on nonetheless. ] Anyway - I understand the need to remove all weaponry upon arrival. It's a sensible approach, really! But just in case our robotic captor is listening... I don't suppose I'd be able to bargain for the return of my Wondershot? Even if it's converted to a non-operational state - an easy fix! - I'd still kind of like it. The thing's got sentimental value, you know!

[ there's a bit of a pause after all that. and then- ]

...Robo, Ayla- Crono- heck, anyone, just let me know if you see this. Until then, guess I'm getting used to this place.

[ and with that, she shuts off the feed. ]
[open | action]
30 May 2012 at 09:45 pm
[BEWARE! Anyone visiting the store today may be subjected to home decor shoppers! Euphie may have cheerfully dragged Suzaku to pick out some new things for their very large, nearly empty home. They've both been missing Lelouch, Nunnally, C.C. and everyone else from their world. Not to mention Ryoji and other friends who have left the dome. It's time to cheer the place up and focus on the good things that are left which is best done with some new drapes and a vase or two.]

(OOC: We'll be avoiding 3-way threads for the sake of speed, but you should be tagged by Euphie and Suzaku.)
[video/action] Beach Party!
23 May 2012 at 06:39 pm
[Michiru has been busy today. She had woken up with sudden urge to throw a party so she had spent most of the morning setting up her idea and finally she is ready to let people know about it.

As the video feed turns on, people will notice that a portion of the beach has been set up for a beach party including drinks, snacks, and appropriate beach games. And of course the teal-haired Senshi throwing the party]


Good afternoon, Marina. It seemed like today is as good a day as any to have a beach party. I have everything that I thought of for games and snacks, but if you can think of, feel free to bring it as well.

[And now for the fun part...]

And just to make it a little more fun, let's make it a clothing optional beach party. But please wait until you get to the beach for those who do not wish to join us.

See you here soon.

[And video feed out]

[ooc: Why yes, she did say clothing optional. Michiru's all set up at the beach and will stay for as long as there are people there or until the gas wears off which ever comes first. Create threads and tag amongst yourselves and above all, have fun!

If you want to respond to Michiru's video post or interact with her, there is a thread here. Otherwise, notifs are off]
[AAAAAND...MINGLE!]
22 May 2012 at 11:52 pm
[The warnings have already been given, but it's a little too late. The gas was invisible, untraceable to the normal senses. But someone might feel it. The changes in them if they had been close enough, breathed in too much. Too bad they probably wouldn't care after that either.

It's not such a big deal now, is it? Neither is holding back on all those things they keep to themselves, or refusing to do the things they remind themselves are bad or dangerous or against the rules. Who cares about rules anymore? Why not just do what they want? Why should they hide how they feel? Why should they keep hiding who they really are? Who came up with all of these silly unspoken rules anyway?

You do not feel a loss of control. To you, it's like being more in control than you've ever been. And choosing to just go with it. You only have one life to live! Regret, remorse and reservation are all just words to you for the day. Just...try not to die or kill anyone.]


{OOC: Mingle post for the event! Your threads can occur anywhere open to the public in the prison, or not-so-public if you're including a closed thread, too. Although, it is encouraged to make your own post if you're keeping it closed to one or a few individuals. If you think you would rather make your own post instead of tagging it onto this one, please feel free!}
[video]
12 May 2012 at 08:15 pm
Tho... Can thomeone ekthplain why thethe beeth are yellow inthead of purple?

[ in the background is the pleasant buzz of, you guessed it. bees in the background. Sollux seems pretty at ease with them, despite the question. sure does have one in his hand, scrutinizing it behind his red and blue shades. ]

I'm not complaining, thinthe having defective beeth are better than having none at all. But they are defective, making a roundish hive inthead of a mainframe one. Bet I can fikth that one, though.

Do you even make honey... [ yeah, he just asked the bee that. ]
O1 [Voice]
10 May 2012 at 12:21 am
--There, that wasn't too hard. A simple device really. Functional and easy to use.

From my understanding this place is an Asylum, which we have been transported to for various reasons that may or may not apply as actual crimes that deserve incareation. However, the architect suggests otherwise. Hardly a prison or asylum by the proper definition. I admit it is curious, but it matters not. The answer will eventually allow itself to be revealed, through a series of interwoven events. Like a story. Only a matter of time before the page that reveals the answer is turned. But, I wonder if any of you will be satisified when that page is turned and you are told the truth.

That aside, I wonder if you would allow me the pleasure of a conversation. You being the one who is observing me over this network. Of course I wonder how many of you will be new to me? I am already aware of nine existences that I recognize fully and to expand that would be a very great honor.

Don't worry about being bored. I am known to be an excellent conversationalist.

[ooc: before answering please fill out this permission post because it will be important regarding his omniscience which has no restrictions in the asylum. I won't be able to answer your tag your character back until you fill this out.]
PHASE=01 [Video]
07 May 2012 at 09:03 pm
[You may hear the rapid tap-tap-tap of computer keys being pressed. Or rather, what you may hear is a buzz of clicks that would be said keys being pressed at a ludicrous and frankly inhuman speed.] No way... there's no way any of this can be right--!

[As he's speaking, the video flickers on - it seems he's activated the feed without realizing it. A young man with shaggy-looking dark brown hair is hunched over a local computer terminal typing so fast that his fingers are quite literally blurs. Every so often, he'll pause and listen to the output on the communicator; it seems that he's trying to hack it - or something.]

[He's mumbling to himself.] Modulate the frequency to a shorter wavelength, maybe? No, if it's underwater, then there'd be too much signal degradation, and the encryption... but if this could operate in pulsed bursts then maybe it might have the power, and...

[A pause, and when he speaks his voice is louder, and more urgent.] Hello? Hello! Archangel, do you read me? Archangel! [Nothing. More rapid-fire typing.] Can anyone hear this? ZAFT, ESF, or Orb, please come in!

[Typity type.] Those channels aren't working, then... ah, personal communications, maybe? It's worth a try. [Typing!] Athrun, Cagalli! ...Lacus?

Can anybody hear me?
video
05 May 2012 at 06:54 pm
Michael, you still wanna fight me?

It's our night, man.

[Looks like he's thinking about something very serious.]

Shit, I forgot to look into getting cheerleaders. Oh well.
[closed | action]
30 April 2012 at 10:33 am
[Euphie didn't drink much at the club, but the girl is mostly hair so it doesn't take much to get her to that giggly stage of drinking. It's why so many macho guys have to drink so much. They get embarrassed having the giggles.

Instead of making a straight path back to home after her outing she makes her way to Ryoji's home, knocking on his door. It sounds louder than she expects, which, naturally, makes her giggle.]


(OOC: Backdated(ish) to late evening, Day 164)
[video/action] I Never Game!
26 April 2012 at 03:09 pm
[ greetings, Marina. Hawke again. today she just tosses a wave at the camera. ]

Let it never be said I was good at planning... well, anything... but I came across something that sounded like a bit of harmless fun. Not that it has to stay that way. [ winks ]

It's a charming little drinking game called "I Never". And if at least half of us are passed out on the floor by the time the evening's over, I'll consider it a success. The tavern would have been my first choice, but as it met a rather sad end... shall we say around eight o'clock? In the club?

((OOC: Forward-dated action in the comments! Enjoy!))

Index )
[video]
20 April 2012 at 01:27 am
Yeah, you miss her too don't you Belle?

[The camera focuses briefly on a baleful look on the white cat's face before jerking slightly. Now it has a good view of a pair of chewed up shoes. She paws the shoe.]

She's not going to be home in a while. They've got her locked up. [A slight pause here as Wisely comes into view, one hand running through his hair, but still focused on the cat.]

Mm. It sucks, but what can you do? She tortured that General guy. [Belle meows, tail hitting the floor. Wisely chuckles.]

Well, yeah I agree. When you think about it, she and Tyki went really easy on those Exorcists. It's troublesome, but those merciful sides to them are kind of endearing. Don't you think?

[Specifically, Road and Tyki's merciful sides because after all this time Wisely still doesn't understand why they stayed their hand from killing them all. Belle stares some more at Wisely who finally looks up at the camera.] I don't think I can do that. I'm completely harmless, after all. [small pause]

Oh and Road, Belle misses you. Come back soon, okay?
[Action | Open]
19 April 2012 at 08:43 pm
[Winter isn't over yet, it seems. Lacus pulls her shawl around her shoulders with one hand, using the other to balance her as she kneels in the grass. There's a small pile of dried leaves and uprooted weeds beside her. The memorial gardens are well managed but that hasn't stopped her from pruning a bit. It deserves to be tended even in this weather.]

[Perhaps she should make an addition in honor of Junius 7. She had intended for the church to be a place that symbolized peace, and honored the nearly quarter of a million of her countrymen who perished that day, and those from the other worlds she'd learned about as well. But now...]

[She reaches into the garden to gently pry out another weed with her bare hand.]
[action / video]
18 April 2012 at 08:42 am
[action]
[Roxas has acquired ~*~pixie dust~*~, straight from Neverland. you might have heard of it. you think a happy thought, and you fly! nothing has ever made him happier than flying, and so he's excited enough that it's hard to remember that he wants to share it with other people. there's no harm in dusting himself now, and then going to find his friends, right?]

[so you might see an extremely happy blond Nobody flying around the dome like in a certain fairy tale, trailing glittering gold pixie dust]



[video]
Hey -- anyone who's interested in the photography club! We should have our first meet-up soon. But I thought about giving an assignment first. How about... bring a photograph of something straight up. Like lying on your back under a tree, or a perspective shot of the clocktower? Something like that. Be creative!

There's a room in the school where you can develop your film or print out a picture on nice paper, when you have one you like.

[if you're looking close enough you might notice that he's glittering with gold or that he's bobbing in the air a little, or see from his glowing face that he's in an amazing mood. but he's inspired, so he's rambling about his photography club!]
[Action | Open]
10 April 2012 at 11:49 pm
[Newly freed from the hospital, Cross is making his way to a much more comfortable bed. He's doing so with slightly careful steps, but certainly nothing obvious to the casual observer. He's in damn good shape, considering. So he's going to grab a few things before heading over to said much improved bed, like some decent coffee and food.]

[His mood, as you may guess, isn't the best. So what else is new? Approach at your own risk.]
[Gamewide Mingle: Thanksgiving]
07 April 2012 at 08:25 pm
[At the entrance to Sector 5, several very long tables have been set up outside. Low light is provided by street lamps hung up just for the occasion, a cozy dining room in the middle of the street. There's turkey, mashed potatoes, candied yams, cranberry sauce, and many, many other Thanksgiving favorites. A warm, printed message at the center of the table asks:

In the tradition of the holiday known as Thanksgiving, please feel free to enjoy this meal and think about all the things over the last year for which you are most grateful.


Come one, come all! Food covers the tables, enough for the prison's entire population, courtesy of the bots. Have a nice big dinner with your fellow inmates, and get your CR on!]
[Video] Kinda backdated?
05 April 2012 at 07:58 pm
[There's no warning before this video feed. It just clicks on, and you see TimAlvin's certainly not-amused face.

He opens his mouth, lets out a loud sigh... and begins singing.

The song lasts for a few minutes, and then he stops and sighs again. His eyebrow is twitching slightly by the end and he looks ready to punch something. Instead, he just says:
]

There, happy now?

[-And then he ends the feed. Tim will really think twice about playing truth or dare with his 'brother' from now on.]
oo1. Video.
02 April 2012 at 10:27 pm
[A young man with dark hair and eyes stares into the feed. A smirk begins to creep across his lips, he almost feels like laughing. What is N.O.W.H.E.R.E going to try next? Sure, he heard the whole spiel about who he is and why he has a ball and chain attached to his ankle but he's not buying into it. This is likely N.O.W.H.E.R.E's way of punishing him for his acts of defiance. His guess is they weren't able to get out of him what they wanted, so now they were trying to scare him into working for them.]

Is this the best you can do, Templar? Do you think you'll be able to retrain your weapon into what you want me to be? It didn't work the first time and it's not going to work this time either.

[Superboy is convinced this is another one of N.O.W.H.E.R.E's virtual reality tests. Due to his powers being dampened, his sense of perception is off kilter and while this feels more real than the previous tests he was put through, it doesn't feel normal either.]

I'm tired of playing along with your little games. Do yourself a favor , skip this crap, and try to finish the job. Because I am coming for you and you should know by now that any prison, real or imaginary is not going to stop me from getting to you.