[Red doesn't really think about using filters, so everyone gets to see him sheepishly waving at the screen as he makes his call.]

Um, Ms. Jennifer...? [He looks around, and the video shows a lovely view of the middle of the park.] I think I got lost again...

[He was in her house a few moments ago, how did he get here?]

[There is a woman with a little black hat on her head looking rather unamused into the screen.]

Oh no. This won't do at all. I'm sorry, but I do have an appointment to keep and I must say that this does not look like 17 Cherry Tree Lane, home of one George Banks and his children Jane and Michael Banks, does it? Obviously not.

[Oh well, she will make this work as she must.] The basket was rather kind of you, but I do have a bag of my own for carrying things in. Much bigger, too. Since I'd hate for it to be wasted as rubbish, who might I give it to for re-use?

Come along, someone do speak up.

[ guess who's back in the dome, marina? a certain blonde magician (with both his eyes, thank you very much) is currently aimlessly wandering the streets of marina, with no apparent destination in mind.

if you remember him, you're welcome to come up and say hi! ]


((ooc: have a fai, with previous marina memories! :D well, all of them minus keri!fay memories.))

[Cue a small lord appearing on the feed. He's holding the communicator out and staring into it. His appearance is disheveled and his tie is clearly tied wrong. His eyepatch is practically falling off. He dressed himself this fine morning.

Also, he's pissed.]

Sebastian is not here. [There is no question about it. His butler isn't in the dome.] Your "system" has clearly glitched. Not only has my butler disappeared, but the day has advanced. What is the meaning of this? I want answers.

[There's a shift, and apparently he's crossed his legs. If you listen closely, you might hear the smallest of growls. He's hungry, but he's far too proud to say it. Not to mention his head is literally pounding... Great, his demon is missing, he's hungry and his head hurts. This is clearly an off day.]

Now.

[ Ugh. His head literally feels like a giant piece of metal landed on it. As the video transmission starts, Setsuna has a hand on one side of his poor, aching head. He narrows his gaze faintly. Despite that, he looks calm enough.

Hospital dress, hospital room— Looks like the stoic one is back and awake after long, long dream.

That is what he thinks, anyway.

Does he have to blame Neil or Lyle for the food last night? Maybe even Tieria? What are the chances of that? Oh, but then again— If it was food that caused him to be hospitalized, it wouldn't be his head that's aching, huh? ]

... Why am I here?

[ He could've sworn he was just at Tieria's place a while ago. ]

[The video switches on to show a grumpy and disdainful looking cat yawning as he stretches out, taking his time. He looks annoyed by the restraint, tail swishing back and forth abruptly. The bell on his strange collar chimes and it's a strangely resonating sound.]

Well, isn't this unexpected. If this is a prison, not only is the timing terrible but I would have thought that my collar would have been removed if I'm going to be restrained. I don't suppose anyone could oblige?

[He tucks his tail in close, looking bored now if not a bit irritated.]

But as long as I'm going to be stuck here, I don't suppose there is any decent fish to be had besides those swimming above out of reach?

[What might be a familiar face to some appears on the network. Hikaru sits quietly for a moment with an extremely confused look upon his face.]

Hey, has anyone seen Coco or Chanel? I could have sworn they were here...

[Coco and Chanel being the ferrets he and Kaoru had when they were here a few weeks back.

Speaking of Kaoru...]

Kaoru, you know I don't like it when you go sneaking off! You should come back right now!

[Because I don't feel good.

Because something feels off.

Because I need you to know that everything is okay.]

Ugh... the hell did I eat yesterday?

[And now he looks STRAIGHT AT YOU ALL giving a peace sign, giving his best NOTHING IS WRONG AND EVERYTHING IS SUPER FINE look!]

What's up?

[Every grave in the yard is covered in one or two flowers, courtesy of Sakura. She puts a few more on Gyoro and Ururun's grave before moving on. She doesn't cry. Instead she places the flowers as nicely as possible around one of the graves.]

How are you, Itachi-san? I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner to see you. [arranges the flowers a little more and smiles]

[ooc: a 'year' since Itachi died ;-; you can catch her coming to and fro from the graveyard as well]

[Yuuri is still hanging out at the baseball field after that morning's practice going over things with Murata when he makes a VERY IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT!]

We need more baseball players!

Who else wants to play that isn't already? Or who just started because sometimes I forget to actually write it down or tell Murata. Oh! That's right. Murata is back to be our manager again. [The video pans over to another Japanese boy. Wave to the people, Murata. And now it snaps back to Yuuri.]

Suzaku, we should probably talk about when we're going to have our games before it's suddenly winter or the field is covered with dinosaurs or made of marshmallows or anything like that.


(OOC: I try to keep the roster up-to-date, but sometimes I fail, so if you should be on there but you don't have time to tag in ICly, just drop me an OOC note here or in IM or plurk.)

[ Her day had started out WONDERFULLY. She had just received the materials she needed for PM's Mail Bike and she was SO EXCITED -- EXCITED! -- to work on the thing that she didn't bother changing out of her dress! However, things she has seen in the Workshop -- or rather, what she has not seen -- has lead to the sour face the network is seeing now. ]

Tools and materials are missing from the Workshop. And I don't mean just one or two, but a whole bunch of 'em.

Whoever took 'em, bring 'em back now.

[ Voice clipped in barely controlled nerdrage temper. Yes, that is the same girl calling for talents and volunteers for the Talent Show and she is not happy. No one desecrates the holy grounds of a mechanic! ]


(( OOC: As ooc-ly plotted with Parsnip, a certain demon hunter has pilfered a good number of the tools from the Workshop and Kohran doesn't know~ ))
 

[It's his fifth day here and still no sign of his crew, or a way out. It's finally starting to sink in that he's stuck here alone, completely cut off from his captain.

Now what?]

Has no one ever escaped this place before?

[He's trying out the communicator, mostly, since this is his first time actually using it. But may as well do some info gathering while he's at it. Aside from that...]

[Filtered to Sanji]

Oi, Sanji... you're still here, right?

[The screen is turned on to show a white ‘creature’ staring down at it. What exactly that creature is... Part rabbit? Part pork bun? Some genetic mutation? None of the above.]

Hey! Hey! Listen up! Somebody's got things all wrong! Mokona's not a criminal!

[Mokona’s little arms are crossed and there is a slight glare, although Mokona really isn’t that threatening looking although Mokona is trying to be.]

Mokona didn't travel, but Mokona woke up here! But Mokona doesn't remember how Mokona got to this place. And Mokona shouldn't be here. Kurogane was happy to share his food with Mokona so it wasn't stealing! And Mokona only wriggles around inside people's clothing because that's how Mokona communicates!

[An angry little noise.] Is this because Mokona is so popular? Mokona shouldn't be locked up because of that! And where’s Fay and Kurogane and everyone else? Iyaaaa. Did they get locked up too? Kuro-puu is a monster sometimes and s~c~a~r~y but Mokona doesn't think that he should be locked up either.

[A small noise.] Puu! And Mokona was being good and waiting for Syaoran to come back, but everything has changed again, and Mokona doesn’t think it is another dream world… but Mokona also senses a lot of strange things here…

[Someone wasn't too keen on this whole communicator idea just yet. Starting from Sector 0, Gin will be working his way around each sector (with restraints), looking for Don Krieg. You will know this whether you like it or not because he will be occasionally calling out his name. Help a pirate out/tell him to shut up?]

[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--]

dserkgaherg

[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???

[ 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. ]

[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!

[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.]

[Have a dramatically loud whipcrack, Marina! Fuuma is in the park, showing off just the tiniest bit. He loops the whip back up easily, gathering it around his wrist. It's long and slim, carefully hand-woven.]

--I think I owe someone lessons~?

Oh, and -- where's that fellow who passed out yesterday, while I'm at it? Nena's unconscious friend.

[What with the new arrivals, Kohran is not missing this chance to rope people in for a special little project~ She is currently at one of the classrooms in the Education Center armed with her notebook and opens the feed. Have a cheerful face and voice greet you today~]

Good morning everyone!

I've noticed that Marina has some talented singers and musicians, and I was thinking we can hold a little talent show! With so many people coming from different worlds, I feel that there's a big talent pool here, and it'll be an opportunity to share something from your world and have fun at the same time!

So! Would anyone be interested in participating or do you know someone who might want to participate?



(( OOC: Come sign up! THREADJACKS ARE MOST WELCOME so you can make fun of your friends FOR FRIENDLY ENABLING! ))

Why - why would Acumen arrest a ghost? I don't think it makes much sense...Ghosts should be able to move on, right? I don't think it's fair to keep one here with m-me - with people. [does she sound a bit stressed?]

I really, really, really hope Acumen doesn't arrest any more...That would be the worst.

[Anyone who passes through Sector 1 will see Sakura slowly inching along the way. She's just left the headquarters and she's on her way home. It's dark and she looks more than unhappy being outside. In fact, she even has her wand out - just in case.]

[ooc: there is a 99.99% chance that Sakura will flail and accidentally hit you with her wand if you sneak up on her in the dark. She's had a traumatic day okay]