18 October 2011 at 03:23 pm
[ Good morning Marina~!

Were you sleeping alone last night? Well now you have company!

Were you sleeping with someone? Well, you're still sleeping with someone, but maybe you'd like to give it a look-see, before you get too comfortable.

Are you sure this is your room? You might want to check though -- who knows if you're using the same design of lampshade or if your bed really is set up against the wall...

Whether you are in your own room or not, one thing's for certain, you're in for a surprise this morning! ]

(( OOC: Many pardons for the late, but here be your Morning After Prank all-purpose post! Do your threads here if you are so inclined, or make your network freak-out posts~ Have fun!

ETA: I have used the reveal table as a handy Thread Index. I'll update this as the event rolls along [last updated: 22 October, 12:40 p.m. EST] ))

16 October 2011 at 05:14 pm
Tell me, how often do people disappear? Have the numbers shown any increase over time?

[Asch has been pacing back and forth going for a walk in Sector 6 for the better part of a half hour, regarding strangers in silence and eying bots warily as they pass him by. On the one hand, he'd like nothing better than to give them (the bots) a piece of his mind, while on the other he realizes the futility of the situation. Better stuck in a cage with room to move than to be stuck in a cage and weighted to the spot.]

[Looks like he's doing absolutely nothing? Well, that's not entirely the case. He's been watching for who goes in and out of the training hall and waiting for a time when the building's largely vacant. After all, what he's about to attempt is pretty stupid dangerous.]

[OOC: Open to all. And maybe slightly backdated to afternoon/early evening?]
[accidental video/open]
08 October 2011 at 08:35 pm
[Hello, Marina. Bad Haro is staring at you.]

Dumbass! Dumbass!

[Guy makes a move to swat the thing away, very gently. His voice is tinny and faraway from the communicator.] Hey, don’t be like that -

Guy angry! Guy angry! Abuse! Abuse!

[A hand reaches over and wrenches the communicator away, and it’s Guy, making an appropriately put upon expression. But he regards the dark haro, formerly Nena’s, instead of the device and whoever might be watching the feed.]

You know -

[Again, it interrupts:] Stuck your hand in me! Hand in me!

[The feed cuts abruptly.]
03 October 2011 at 10:41 pm
[Okay, so she's never seen technology quite like this before. But it's easy to figure out - really easy. Way easier than blastia formulas, so it's only a few minutes after she's looked everything over and checked out the other posts before she's turned the video on. And boy, doesn't this girl just look completely furious? Because she is.]

[But before she directly addresses the majority of Marina, she takes a minute to finish her out-loud venting.] Ooooh, when I get my hands on this Acumen guy, I swear... Just who does he think he is, anyway? You can't just lock someone up for crimes like this, you know! In another dimension, or whatever it is? I was in the middle of something, I just...!

[This is worse than the annoying crap the Imperial Knights pull, so now she's just annoyed. Now she looks directly into the camera, and is pretty straight to the point.] I already read through the information, so I don't really need anyone to tell me what's going on. But thanks. I just wanted to get a feel for using this... thing and try to find someone.

[A heavy sigh.]

So, Yuri. I know you're here somewhere. There's no way that I got "arrested" before you, so you better answer me, got it? [Because this is totally your fault.] If this is where you've been all this time, then... oooh! I'll.... [Yep, she wants to hit you.] Whatever. Just get back to me.
21 September 2011 at 11:23 am
[At first, the only thing that appears on the screen is a vibrant blue parrot and the arm it's perched on in front of the pet cafe. It flaps around a bit and makes some noise, but for a few minutes that's all there is; no speaking or human face and the only thing that indicates there might be a person is that small glimpse of arm at the bottom of the screen.

And then that few minutes is up and the person behind the bird moves the camera to reveal Tamaki Suoh, self-proclaimed king of the Host Club. He's smiling, of course, and is just generally overflowing with excitement.]

Look! Look everyone! Isn't he beautiful? I hadn't expected to walk out with a pet when I went to the pet shop today, but when I saw him I simply couldn't just leave him there! Ah, I wonder what I should name him... His name must be as majestic and beautiful as he is... Perhaps Kyouya will have some suggestion on what his name should be. Or if anyone else has an idea I would love to hear it! I'm sure they're all wonderful ideas!

I can't wait to bring him everywhere with me! I'd been so alone without Antoinette it's a wonder that I had survived so long without a pet until now. [Becomes slightly serious here, but not very serious.] I suppose I'll have to go to the library to find books about taking care of parrots. Antoinette was a dog so taking care of this little guy won't be the same as taking care of her and I won't have the servants to help me... No matter, I'm sure the others would be more than happy to assist me!

Ah, this is marvelous! I'm so excited to have pet here now! Pets make everything so much better! You can speak to them and play with them and they'll never complain or ignore you! [This would probably the the perfect place for anyone to tune Tamaki out if that hasn't been done already. At this point he's just going to be making unintelligible noises for no other reason than a lack of words to express his excitement.]
14 September 2011 at 03:39 pm
Upon entering Sector 4, the very large tent that stands framed by the beach is quickly noticeable. Closer, one can see colors dancing upon the white sheets, like opalesque spires under the moving onyx sky. As you enter one of the wings of the tents, grass give way to wooden flooring, and chains of white blossoms and gold ribbons line the sides. The open dance floor in the center bids one to look up to whimsical white-gold lamps, balls of light dancing in seas of violet, blue, green and pink organza. The fabrics fall down pillars adorned with leaves and flowers. Tables set in white and gold with jewel toned flowers sit at the four wings surrounding the dance floor.

... but it is far too early to take a seat. Smile and greet your fellow attendee, take the hand of a friend, and dance to the music.

Welcome to Marina Academy's First Promenade!

There are large tables with finger foods and punch (not spiked -- save it for the after-party!), and very little space near the walls (sorry, wallflowers! You won't get away so easily. )  After a large number of people are gathered together, Jeanne stands up on the small stage set to the side of the dance floor and taps on the microphone to get everyone's attention...

+ Info post / thread index (please read this first!)
+ Jeanne's greeting speech!
+ Prom King and Queen announcement. (Spoiler: It's Euphie and Kanda.)
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[Open Action / Filtered Voice]
07 September 2011 at 08:06 pm
[Asch is on the prowl. He's been checking the place out for the better part of two days, sector by sector, pathway by pathway. Making mental notes of anything worth remembering and lots more that do little more than warrant a glare, grumble, or toss of the head. As much as the place has to offer, and as much (or as little) as that thing might try to be accommodating, he's taken a rather cynical view towards the entire ordeal.]

[But that's not quite all. If the narrowed eyebrows and the down-turned corners of his mouth are any indication, something's definitely on this guy's mind. He eventually finds himself in Sector 5, glancing wordlessly across the street at the window displays. Looks like a clothing shop.]

[An observer might notice Asch uncrossing his arms, raising two fingers towards the communicator at his ear, pausing midway, and then dropping his arm again. His frown's even deeper than before and he might be gritting his teeth.]

...Damn that little brat.

[A grimace, a drawn out moment, and he tries again.]

[Voice; Filtered to Natalia.]



[Clears his throat quietly. Just to make clear this transmission is no accident.]

((OOC: Onlookers are welcome to overhear parts of any resulting conversation(s), otherwise he'll be hanging out around the clothing store and the boutique and eventually going in. He just might benefit from a little prodding.))
[ video | action ]
07 September 2011 at 12:12 pm
The Host Club would like to extend a welcome to all the new inmates arriving today. [Have a polite smile.] We sincerely hope your transition into your new accommodations proceeds smoothly and efficiently.

If you find yourself interested in meeting your fellow inmates, there are several events upcoming that may be of interest to you.

Miss Kohran Li has assembled a Talent Show this evening to be held in Sector 4, featuring dancing, singing, and a variety of other talents. And tomorrow will be the Marina Academy's first promenade, to be held in the park in Sector 4. Formal dress is expected.

[And because no announcement is ever complete if it doesn't include an advertisment for the Host Club:]

For those of you planning to attend prom, the Host Club will be in the Athletic Complex if you should require basic dancing lessons, advice on the latest fashions, and anything else you might need to prepare for the upcoming event.

[And Kyouya + various other people will be at the athletic complex, ready to do what they do best.]

((ooc: Sort of spur-of-the-moment (sorry Host Club!) so current members needn't tag in if they don't want (we can always handwave or whatnot). Otherwise, general mingle post.))
04 September 2011 at 12:53 pm
[Not only has Anise received a letter, she received a formal invitation to a dance and looks rather excited about it.]

Did anyone else receive an invitation to the dance~?

[Aka, who's invited so she knows who best to sucker into a date for the night. She'd prefer not to go stag.]
[Action | Open] or voice if you wanna
01 September 2011 at 04:56 pm
[Anyone who was anywhere near a communicator would have heard Anew shouting at Ribbons, which was what she thought she would have wanted. For everyone to know what he really is. To finally stand up for herself. Some would have called it long overdue.]

[And yet as she sits on a quiet, mostly isolated part of the beach, hiding beneath the shawl around her shoulders, the only feels drained. Not vindicated, not satisfied... just empty.]

((OOC: Anyone who wants to use [voice] and either pick up where Ribbons hung up or call her afterwords, go right ahead!))
25 August 2011 at 01:17 pm
[Guy's seated in a booth in the club, expertly tuning out the piped in music and the faraway chatter on the communicator. Yesterday was an exciting day for a myriad of reasons but he is more than content to soothe his headache with a bottle of Chenin Blanc.

Oh, and there's a single rappig hanging out beside him.

Come say hi?
[Video | Open]
22 August 2011 at 05:30 pm
[Have a grown man in a crooked white beret, in the middle of a full-on crying tantrum complete with buckets of tears, wailing, and a runny nose. Good morning, Marina!]

Where is she?! Oh Lenalee, you can't be gone again!!! [All those exclamation points? totally audible.] But I just got back here! This -- this isn't fair!!

[And then he collapses face-first onto the already-soaked sheets of her bed, no end to his hysterics in sight.]

(( OOC: I know technically Lenalee was dropped just before 4th wall, but I talked to Reme and she said it would be okay for Lenalee to just be a little under the weather and not vanish until "today". /wibblyface ))
[ action | video ] Open
16 August 2011 at 09:55 pm
Ugh, this place is really lame. I mean, first time out of the mansion and this is where I end up? [ Luke stares at the courtyard, mulish expression plastered across his face. That's it, if he was going to live here, he was going to live here. ]

[ Standing tall on his chair, he propped one knee up on the table, turning on the device he had (surprisingly) not destroyed after waking up with a splitting headache. ]

Listen up. I am Luke fon Fabre and in the name of my Uncle, I claim this dome as a territory of the
Kingdom of Kimlasca! I don't care what you do, just don't cause me any trouble. You hear that?!

[ Plopping back down in his seat, Luke rubbed at his temples, forgetting the device was still on, and muttered. ] Man, this place really sucks…

((ooc: Sector 5 outside the cafe for the action if you want it! Also, Luke was pulled straight from the beginning of the game just after Luke's and Tear's resonance pulls them to Tataroo Valley. canon details, what are those ))
[video / action]
16 August 2011 at 03:51 pm
[hey, Marina. there is a tall, tan blond man in your pet cafe, and he is shocked. appalled! he has in his arms a pig-bunny-looking-thing and he holds it up to the communicator accusingly]

How can you guys resist this adorable face?!

I can't believe there are so many of them just -- languishing away here! Rappigs are social animals, people. They need love and attention! Your love and attention.

Come on. Where are my volunteers? [he transfers the rappig under one arm and puts his free hand on his hip, expectant]

[...yes, shockingly, you may find Peony in the pet cafe, fussing over the rappigs]
15 August 2011 at 06:07 pm

[The voice coming across the feed is that of someone who's failing miserably at keeping his emotions under control.]

I... How am I supposed to stop St. Binah from falling from here?! How... how I am supposed to do anything?!

[It's not like he can argue with the voice that told him it was "best" for him to be here. That's probably what most people thought. Hell, that's what he thought, on some level. He'd wanted to make up for it so much, but obviously this... this "Acumen" thing or whatever had other ideas. And it was probably right... But... he still had a responsibility, didn't he? To make up for what he'd done!]

What am I supposed to do...?
I... I have to go back! I can't just... forget about it!
08 August 2011 at 11:50 pm
[The tone of the speaker is aggravated and condescending. This is someone who won't easily accept the predicament he's just found himself in. Not without ample proof.]

[It's a ruse. It has to be. After all, there's no way it could be true. Someone's captured him, sealed his fon slots, and cast some sort of illusion over him using the first fonon. That has to be it. It makes sense considering he defected from the Order, considering how that man keeps extending his offer. If he'll only cross a sea of corpses. Corpses, huh?]

...Is this someone's idea of a joke? I don't have time to play games with you people! Return my sword and undo the seal unless you're all willing to pay with your lives.

[Meanwhile Asch is kneeling down in the middle of the graveyard. For a while now he's been trying to figure out a way to remove the ball and chain from around his right leg, but he hasn't made any progress. Not even after fishing through the welcome basket for stuff to help it slide better. None. Unless getting even more frustrated counts.]
[Video/ eventual action]
08 August 2011 at 11:27 pm
[The video turns on to focus on a girl with bright brow eyes and her hair up in pigtails. Her lips pursed together before she finally spoke.]

...Okay, I think I'm doing this right...I'd like to say thank you to the people who gave me the welcome basket, the pamphlet was especially informative and I appreciate the gift. I must say though, it's kind of odd since I hadn't actually been accused of these crimes back home. I guess there's no use in complaining though~

Can anyone give me some more information on this place an how it works? I'd really appreciate it♥ Preferably over breakfast since I'm kinda stuck here with everyone else?
02 August 2011 at 04:55 am
She thinks she only dreamt that her family was murdered. )

[When her voice comes through the communicator, it's quieter than anyone will have heard from her before.]

Michael? Michael, where are you?

[a tentative pause, but he doesn't answer quickly enough. her voice steadily gets both louder and more hysterical.]

I had a bad dream. Michael? [taking panicked, shallow breaths.] Johann, Michael answer me! I need you!

[rising to a screech.]

You can't just leave me here!

((canon update! will answer tagbacks properly later, sorry! ♥))
[video | action | backdated to afternoon]
31 July 2011 at 03:20 pm
[The video flickers on and the screen reveals Tamaki sitting on one of the sofas in the shelter common room fiddling with a rose in one hand and looking as though he is in very deep thought. His face is serious for most of the time before he begins speaking, but after a good thirty seconds his expression changes to something between a smirk and a smile while he glances at the camera from the corner of his eye.]

In this world there are those who are blessed with beauty and grace, the greatest gifts God could have ever bestowed upon a living creature. [He raises the rose he'd been holding to his nose and takes a good long sniff before setting it down and turning his attention back to the camera.] I, for one, thank the heavens above everyday that I am one of those fortunate few in possession of such rewards. That is not the message that I have for you all today, however. You see, it is my belief that the duty of these people with such exquisite looks to bring joy to everyone around them in any way they can - a duty which I place before all other things in life.

[Another pause, this time so that he may close his eyes and imagine lines of women admiring him and men doing all that they can to be him. It is a wonderful fantasy and it makes him chuckle lightly.]

A Host Club is a club designed for the specific purpose of sharing this beauty and giving such joy to its visitors - in short it is the perfect setting for carrying out the heavy task of bringing all the happiness in the world to those less fortunate than us! For this reason I have made the decision to establish one here in this prison as some of you may already be aware! [Suddenly, his arms shoot off to the sides as if he were welcoming everyone to step into his arms for a great big hug.] I would like to invite all those who might be interested to join us and utilize your gifts to the best of your ability! I am certain that among all of you watching this today there are plenty who are worthy of the title of 'Host'!

[And as an after thought, Tamaki turns his face away from the camera, brings the rose up to his mouth and just mumbles the next few words. They aren't really something he's proud of.]

We will even accept Hosts of the female persuasion.
[action | OPEN] backdated to afternoon
30 July 2011 at 11:05 am
[It's a nice day out finally, but Tear is spending it indoors again-- the dojo this time. She hasn't trained since she came back-- which is just plain neglect-- and even though she's not the violent type, it's still a good way to let off steam from the minor frustration she's had in the last few days.

Having opted for one of the practice staffs available for use than her own weapon, she starts out basic enough against the straw dummy, before moving to increasingly quick and difficult techniques as she lets herself just go into the familiar motions, the solid thwacks from her strikes echoing loudly in the open hall for some time.

Once the helpless dummy has been thoroughly beaten up to her satisfaction, she takes a second for a quick break, and to tuck back some hair that's fallen into her face. Deeming her fighting form decent after a moment of criticism, she figures she should let Conrad know she's good to go for that spar now... but decides to take just a few more minutes to have another go first]