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04 April 2012 at 10:57 pm
[wow. w o w what did hijikata ever do to deserve this, huh—? wait, don't answer that.

as of right now, all the vice-chief can offer is a short, tired laugh with that demonic grin of his. hijikata's fatigue is apparent; his wounds may have been healed, but that still doesn't do anything about the fact that the issue with itou had only recently gotten resolved with his life and nothing beyond that. what use was resolving that bullshit if all hijikata had to show for it was fucking prison?

he sounds more than indignant when he begins to speak.]

You think this is funny? Is it? Cop stuck in prison— [it takes more than just effort to try and keep calm and not throw around his restraint everywhere and cause property damage, (not that he could, anyway) and it shows. clearly. hijikata's temple has one laaarge vein about to pop out from irritation. he's probably going to get an ulcer soon, too. words can't describe how much he wants to kill everything right now.]hilarious. Go laugh in hell, you bastard.

[obligatory scary face included.]

I got things to do, and this isn't one of them. Sougo! Fun's over.

[. . .

there's no response. hijikata waits... and waits... and waits. ......... what. does this mean he's alone in this scary place?? guys???]

04 April 2012 at 02:49 pm
[Today is just another normal day in Marina for Zero. It's new inmate day, which for Zero means it's time to update his mental count and ensure that he knows just who in the facility he needs to be keeping a closer eye on. If there is anyone new that he needs to add to the list.

Currently the number is eight. Saya, Diva and Conrad. Damon. Himself and Yuuki. Angel. D--he thinks. Honestly, he's not positive on the last one which is frustrating for him. It's like being around Kaien Kurosu--but worse. One minute, he'd swear he was a vampire and the next--not. He's not used to having his instincts mangeled and unsure.

Still, Zero keeps an eye on him just in case.

Slowly, Zero makes his way through the dome from street to street. Sector to sector. If someone new has arrived today, Zero will know it by the end of the day. He might contact you, he might not. You might see him, you might not. He never reports his findings or outs anyone. If asked, he'd probably even tell you what he was doing if he thought it would be something you'd want to know. There is nothing covert about his mission, he's just checking in on everyone and making sure they are behaving themselves.

Identifying their companions.

The areas they prefer to hang out.

Checking for extreme routine changes if you've been there for a long time.

Information gathering. Patrolling.

Some might even call it stalking.

Zero just calls it, 'being thorough'.]

[ooc: Stalker!Zero can be found anywhere in the dome. By anyone. Feel free to have your character run across him or confront him if he's annoying you or your vampire friends. IF I MISSED ANYONE WHO WOULD BE CONSIDERED A VAMPIRE, please let me know. I'm not Zero. I'm still human and make mistakes.]
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28 March 2012 at 10:52 am
[It's a bright day, warm and sunny, or however sunny it can be at the beach within an under water dome. Fingers curling around the delicate handle of a parasol, Yuuki walks along the shore line at the beach, a seasonal appropriate sun dress covering her. She's pale, but pretty, sandals off her feet to run and dig her toes within the soft sand. Gaze below she walks, looking for sea shells and watching the foot prints she makes in the sand with each step she leaves behind.

At last, she tilts her head back, lifting a small hand up into the sky.]

It's a beautiful day.

[In light of the blood and violence previously, it's such a strange contrast. The days here are are so peculiar, each one bringing a new feeling with it's strange flow of time. One moment it can be peaceful and the next chaos.]

I think they're important to enjoy. You never know when things might suddenly change.

[A deep breath, breathing in the fresh air - before she slumps, head falling while she brings an arm up to rub at her eyes]

Ahhhh it's really really bright though, isn't it. [Not that easy going on a vampire's eyes. OTL Maybe she needs to invest in some sunglasses.]
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15 March 2012 at 12:05 am
Well, I guess it's official. I'm shit out of luck and desperate for a distraction.

So, porn or zombies?

And if you've got a secret stash, I want in on it!

[ Yep, someone's managed to avoid all the mirrors today. Blame Cas for disappearing. Dean's in no mood to see how crappy he actually looks. And, if ever there was one thing that helped cheer Dean up, it was a good horror flick and some porn. ]
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08 March 2012 at 01:36 pm
Who do you think would win in a fight between Acumen and Sentience? And why should we give a damn about Sentience? I bet they're the same shit. I've been here over a week and I'm already tired of bots running the show. 's not like this is some underwater G*nd*m series.

Speaking of fighting, Michael, day 165 sound good? I'm giving you a little time to train. I don't want to beat you that easily. Also bring a bucket for your blood for you to keep as a souvenir. What do you want me to do with your body when I'm done with you? I gotta make these plans right now so I can reserve a cleanup crew.
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14 February 2012 at 04:26 am

[Kallen has settled into a pretty quiet life - almost normal. She's not quite at peace, with several million questions swirling in her head, but she's not sure who to trust with asking. So she remains silent, thinking of theories of what may have happened instead.

Today she's in the arcade, completely owning the shit out of the A.I. and yelling and in general being really, really competitive.]

No, no, no-- damn it! Lost again. All right, you think you can beat me? Think again stupid computer.

[Later she'll be shopping around - she's wanted a new light dress. She's thinking pink, actually, but in the end may go for a red sweater and some jeans. Girly things are so-- girly, after all. She thinks the robots around are just the usual - nothing strange here. Right?]

[ooc | Smooch away! Current CR, new CR, strangers. I don't even curr.]
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13 February 2012 at 05:24 pm
[Sougo is giving his best smile.]

Good morning, inmates! I have a very important question for all the ladies, and you have to be honest.

If you had to pick between me and Michael, who would you choose? Doesn't have to be anything specific. A friend, a date, someone you'd want to protect you. Whatever.

We want to know.

[ooc: Links are only there for your reference, haha!!]
[mingle] Mistletoe Bots
13 February 2012 at 04:14 pm
[Lovely day for being in any open, common area of the dome, isn't it? Of course there is a chance of kissing bot, but it's always something in the underwater prison.]

(OOC: Check out the OOC post for details. Pucker up! Edit: Links for those with loading problems!)
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21 January 2012 at 10:22 pm
[Duo was a little bored. Bouncing one of the basketballs around the gym by himself just wasn't as exciting with some friends. He remembered a few people had been interested in playing. Maybe he should set something up for people to do tomorrow. Though, they had just had the big snowball fight yesterday, so maybe not? He wasn't sure. Idly tossing and spinning the ball around in his hands, he decided to find out if anyone would be interested.]


Hey, all. I know I had put this out there a while back, and well, the winter weather always kinda makes me bored. Anyone wanna play a game of basketball tomorrow? I'll teach ya if you dunno how to play. We'd probably need like five people a team to get like a really good game going, since each team gets that many on the court at a time.
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20 January 2012 at 10:19 pm
[Sougo has the most important question on his mind, and he needs to ask.]

So if we don't need money, why do people work? People really like busting their asses for nothing?

[He's seriously trying to figure this out, and it's apparent on his face. He had a reason to work back home, but now? Pffffttttt this will enable his laziness.]

When I'm finally free from this chain, I'm going to be drinking and eating and sleeping and shitting all day.

Okita Sougo, retired at 18. This is the life.

What would make this perfect is if I could screw some bitches. Can't have it all, I guess.
07 January 2012 at 12:54 am
I've heard a couple of new people around, so I thought I'd make myself known. Hey guys! I'm Gino Weinberg. And I'm offering my help to everyone, well actually, all the new Marinarians. [Yup, he's borrowing the term Yuuki coined!]

What can this guy do for me? You might be asking. Well, I can't get that chain off your foot and I can't get you back home, but I can help you with all those pesky chores you're no doubt doing right this moment. I'm a great hand at laundry. Just ask Kallen and Suzaku! And I'm pretty good at gardening too. So just give me a call if you need me! I'll be pretty much available all day. And the days after.

[He gives a wave and shuts off the camera. You can find him in the laundry room! Or - wherever the robots are taking you to do chores!]
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03 January 2012 at 03:49 pm

[There’s a man holding some of the cookies from the welcome basket in his hand, sniffing them suspiciously before popping one – with the largest chocolate chunks – whole into his mouth. His green eyes look tired. Very, very tired.]


Don’t think ‘ve ever been in a prison this serious. Got a ball an’ chain an’ everything, huh? Hard enough movin’ these old bones without it, now this. [He swallows and gives a bitter laugh that sounds genuine until you stand back.] Thanks to whatever lovely lady made these – ya’ll sure know how to make a fellow feel loved.


Want to come an’ greet ol’ Raven in person? [A sly smile and a wink ends it. One still can’t help but notice how his eyes flicker to and fro, seeing everything they could.]

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02 January 2012 at 01:17 pm
[The message she received was all too strange. Is this a dream? Though she’s not entirely surprised she’s been caught and sent to prison. After everything she’s done… she’s technically a criminal right? She should accept her fate…

What she doesn’t notice are her restraints, or rather she underestimates them, causing her trip and her device to fall off and flip on. Her face shows an expression of slight pain, but she easily shakes it off as she stands up, picking her device up with her. Noticing it’s on, she does her best to force a smile. It looks genuine, but to anyone who knows her well enough, it’s easy to tell there’s a fake attribute to it.]

Ah, good morning everyone! I understand I have been brought here due to the crimes I’ve committed, but it seems we’re still allowed to communicate with one another, am I correct? I’m honestly so glad! [And that part is genuine. She rather doesn’t like being lonely.]

My name is Estellise, and it would be a pleasure to make all of your acquaintance. [Then a pause as she looks thoughtful…] Is there a library here or at least a place that sells books? If anyone could tell me, I would be so grateful!
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26 December 2011 at 10:41 pm
It's been nearly two weeks, now. Really- I've tried to be understanding. Crime must meet punishment for the functioning of society, as weak as this punishment truly is. Corrective containment without the reinforcement is all you need in a bubble full of petty thieves and murderers wet behind the ears.

It was quite cute, nearly charming for oh, say, the first few days. I laughed because jokes are meant to be funny, and I certainly didn't want to offend. That would be rude, and a princess minds her manners.


Surely the Almighty would find its time better spent dealing with crimes of a higher caliber.

I tire of all this camaraderie, this friendship that spoils even the bloodiest of hands. Punishment is most effective under fear, power, and brutal authority. You crush until the prisoners can no longer crawl on their own. How I hate to see all this opportunity wasted.

Take pleasure in the relationships you have established here, my fellow criminals! Enjoy this peace- for it is only the eye of the storm! People are nothing more than pawns, and without the proper measure, even pawns will turn and strike.

Speak to me of kindness and of love if you so desire. Soon you will understand how worthless it is in the end- how easily loyalty can be tossed aside by fools!

It is nothing- do you hear me? Nothing!

[ooc | Azula is going off the deep-end. I apologize to everyone I didn't tag in my last post- but I'm getting out of that RP slump, now and I'm back with some fresh crazy :)]
18 December 2011 at 01:55 am
[The smell of burning food quickly permeates the already stale air within the shelter. Zero is moving as quickly as he can through the hall back toward the kitchen on his floor, his ferret, Chanel, quickly chasing after him. His senses are much stronger than a typical human, allowing him to realize within moments that the food he'd expertly prepared was quickly being destroyed by the very amateur hands he'd left it in.]

[Stepping through the doorway, he beelines to the stove and reaches over the much smaller girl standing in front of the dish he'd prepared. Flipping the heat on the burner into the 'off' position, he gives the brunette a dark look of annoyance before taking the spatula from her hand.]

Step away from the food.

[Seriously, she did this every single time he handed over the reigns of the cooking to her for any amount of time. It didn't matter how simple the instructions, it happened without fail.]

I left you with two instructions. 'Don't touch anything. Just stir the meat every thirty seconds.' I don't know if I can salvage this, Yuuki.

[ooc: Come chat with either Yuuki or Zero and/or both of them.]
09 December 2011 at 08:19 pm
Hey. [Always weird starting these.] So, the Devil's Compass has a pool table now if anyone is interested. There's a dart board too, [Thinking] and we still have drinks. It's the only place outside of the club you can get alcohol.

Sasha is here tonight too, so we've got pizzas, quiche, and pie. ["Pie" might have come out slightly sighed.] So, stop in. [Should he say bye? Awkward pause. Click.]

(OOC: It's a mingle! If you want to reply directly to the video you can. Please use Sam's comment, because I'm turning off comments!)
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07 December 2011 at 07:06 pm
[ Surprised to see him again, Marina? You should be. That makes at least two of you, as many things are a surprise to Guilford at the moment, starting with the fact that it was far too cold. He is utterly unprepared, dressed in a simple long-sleeve button-up shirt and slacks, and he is all but shivering as a robot looms behind him; between him and one of the Shelter entrances.

Also, he appears to have... sunglasses on? What's up with that?

Someone is unhappy about a lot of these facts, not least of which being the greeting he had just finished reading on the device he was now using to address all of you. ]

Someone explain to me why this infernal contraption will not stand aside and allow me passage to the underground quarters. [ His teeth are on the verge of chattering, but one can't tell because of how tense he has his jaw set. Yeah, he's just a little mad at the moment. Can you blame him? ] I was led to believe that there would be available rooms, and I would like to have the moment to evaluate my... situation. [ If one looks closer at the hands as he has his arms folded over his chest, clinging to himself for warmth, one can see the tip of a welcoming pamphlet clutched in tense fingers. ] Precisely how long will this "annual cleaning routine" last?

[ In a low tone, he wonders aloud as he gives the robot another sidelong glance. ] —and why is it so bloody cold?

(OOC: Please ignore lack of sunglasses in most icons, but assume they are present for the next several IC dayweeks!)
(ETA #2: For those of you reading at home, I had to retcon the "Nunnally as Empress" parts, so please keep that in mind when reading these threads. She would be referred to as "Ambassador" instead, and any awkwardness resulting from the former title should be discarded. Thank you!)
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27 November 2011 at 05:35 pm
[ it's not that unusual for Lelouch to be out when he gets back from the Force. sometimes, it just happens. so he smiles faintly to himself and slips up to the other boy's room, thinking to surprise him a little. they haven't had many chances since -- prom night... and he would love a few minutes alone.

...but time alone is all he gets, as the seconds and minutes and hours slowly tick by with no sight or sound of Lelouch.

when he goes to ask over the network and hesitates, a sudden sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach, he knows he has to try.

but there's nothing. no one there. no response at all. and he doesn't really need to ask anyone on the Force to be sure of it. on some level, he just -- knows.

a few more seconds are spent alone in Lelouch's room, and then -- then, he heads out of the room, in search of Nunnally and Euphie. ]

Private to Kallen, sometime later

...Lelouch is -- gone, I think.

[ his voice sounds ever so slightly hollow ]
21 November 2011 at 09:35 pm
[Anyone who walks into the shelter kitchen today will be smacked in the nose by the smell of popcorn. Gino has taken over the place with the stuff and there are at least fifteen bowls at his feet, already filled to the top - and there's more popping in the microwave! Gino looks not in the least bothered by the strong smell, but feel free to ask him what he is even up to.]

Man, Halloween was something else wasn't it? Makes me wonder how everyone celebrates Christmas here. It can't be as crazy as the events Milly used to throw back in Ashford. Probably. Maybe.

Right, anyway. I've got a serious question for you Marina. So think hard about it okay? [we pause for dramatic emphasis]

Red or green?

[context what context!]
[ voice / action ] - backdated a tiny bit to earlier morning
19 October 2011 at 09:43 am
[he's dimly aware that his bed doesn't feel as comfortable as it usually does this morning, but that in and of itself doesn't feel strange. Suzaku's bed isn't as comfortable as his. and there's someone in bed with him, but that doesn't feel strange, either -- even though he's sleeping in the nude. he wakes up with people in bed with him all the time, one way or the other.

coffee. what he needs is coffee. he's sitting up to slip out of bed when he notices the other figure in it.

and shrieks]

[voice, NOT private]
Nunnally?! Are you okay? Where are you? [sdlkfjsl must make sure Nunnally isn't in bed with some man]

Everyone report!

[p, panic]

((ooc: Voice is open to everyone; action is open for anyone in the shelter who would come running in alarm at the girlish shrieking, especially Zeldas and Ritas. Lelouch will probably by that point be wrapped up in the sheet and in the hallway, being very unsteady. If you want to action tag with Sheik instead, just put it in your subject line.))