001 ☀ Video | Action
10 June 2012 at 12:24 pm

[Crackling is heard, like twigs and possible leaves snapping. It's dark, so although the screen is on, only the faint light of device illuminates the small circle around it, which is not enough to see well in the dark.

The girl herself slowly pushes up from the earthy floor - and bumps into one of the branches of a tree above her. There's another soft umpf, and then a groan.]

Nng, I don't remember falling asleep in the park at all.

[To top it all off, her ridiculously long hair is caught in the branches, now. H-Help. OTL]
[ video / action ]
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.]
[ Event: Summer Solstice Festival ]
29 June 2011 at 12:23 pm
[ 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. ]
[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!
09 June 2011 at 11:48 pm
[ for the last few hours, Riku's been a good boy and followed all directions, while restrained. after a bunch of gardening, he's dirty, but he sees no bad thing about it. he's dirty, but he's alive, he's well, and he doesn't see anything inherently wrong with this system besides the fact that he's a minor and he's in a prison. he's not being mistreated. as the camera loads and sharpens onto his face, there's a faraway look in his eye as he tries to assimilate all the information he's gathered. ]

Hey. [ he finally looks down, hair falling in his seagreen eyes. ] I'm new here, I guess being social's part of the charm of this place.

[ a bit of quiet as he looks off, but he starts again. ] I was wondering who's here, and how long.

[ finally, a sigh. ] Got what I wanted.
[Video | Open]
09 June 2011 at 10:03 pm
You've all heard the news by now, haven't you? Our precious arena is finally complete! [Their mood has been brightened substantially with this knowledge, and they're leering expectantly into the video.]

This means the Fight Club will be starting so very soon... You all do have your paperwork filled out, hm? Maybe if you bribe us, we'll let you in, anyway! Really, we can't think of what else we'd need to say, so! Questions? Concerns? Anymore contenders?

((OOC: Thanks to our lovely Ava-mun, we now have a Fight Club Rules and Sign Ups! page!))
09 June 2011 at 09:22 pm
[hello, Marina! have a pretty blond man with an eyepatch giving the feed a pleasant smile. If you're good at reading people, you may notice a hint of worry behind that smile. if you know him, you may notice some changes-- he has +1 eyepatch, and his remaining eye is yellow, not blue! his hair is longer than before, and the smile he's giving is a little more subdued than you may remember.]

Ah, hello! My name is Fay D. Flourite-- it appears I'm one of the most recent prisoner here! [he gives a small laugh; intended to be at the absurdity of the situation, but in reality, it lets out the quiet, nervous tension that has settled down into his chest.] I have a couple questions! The copy that replaced me-- it's certain that they'll finish doing what I was doing, originally? Any future misdeeds I may commit were likely revolving around stopping someone from doing some very bad things, and I wouldn't want my copy not to try and stop him!

[his smile wavers a little bit more at this point; it's possible that they could do alright without him, but risking it--]

I'm also curious to see if any of my companions are here! Syaoran-kun? Sakura-chan? Kuro-rin?

Thank you very much, everyone~!
[Dream Event | Open]
30 May 2011 at 04:40 pm

[Plummeting from the sky, Kobato flails, struggling desperately to try and get a better hold of an umbrella in her hands in order to direct her fall.]


I'm tryinggggg!! KYAAA!!


[Crawling across her shoulder, a blue stuffed dog reaches up to try and help steady the failing umbrella, flames shooting from his mouth as he growls.]

You need to use both hands!

I can't!


Cut for length )
[Dream Event | Open]
29 May 2011 at 12:50 pm
cut for length )
[ Dream Event ]
27 May 2011 at 10:14 pm
[ Dream Option 1: Open ]

Where the fuck did this fog come from! [ Fou tripped over a tree root and landed her on hands and knees, biting her lip. Kicking the root for good measure, she looked over her shoulder before finally pulling herself up against the nearest tree trunk. She really couldn't see much at all :| ]

Whatever. The fog has to end sometime. [ Sulking, Fou took another tentative step forward, keeping her hands spread out wide. But that doesn't help the next time she trips over something. Something soft, something weak. Something… that looked like a human body. Biting her knuckle, Fou scrambled for a pulse. There was none.

Swearing, she traced her fingers over the bone structure, trying to paint a mental picture, but that was a vain endeavor as the fog lifted just enough for her to make out Wong's features. Dear, kind, compassionate Wong… dead.

Sobbing, Fou got back to her feet, stumbling further into the fog, picking out the lumps of tattered flesh and mangled bodies. All strewn out in front of her. Wong, Roufa, Jerry, everyone. All there. Picking up her pace, Fou ran, searching for her friends, her loved ones… For Bak. ]

((ooc: Feel free to come in however you please be it a random run-in or a corpse coming back to life. I'm good with anything.))

[ Dream Option 2: Open ]

You stupid, fucking pot! I'm gonna kick your ass if you don't stop being a pain in the butt! [ Fou kicked the black metal and hopped on one foot, cursing. She'd been at washing duty for several hours already but this, this just took the cake. Mumbling, Fou got back down on her hands and knees, crawling into the confined space and got to scrubbing. Somehow, someway, that pot was coming clean! ]

((ooc: I know I had three options up originally, but after sitting down and really thinking about it, I couldn't come up with an easy way to incorporate story-telling time. Nor did I have the time myself to look up some Chinese folk tales/stories either so I had to let it go. Sorry to anyone who was looking forward to that!))
[ action ] OPEN
17 May 2011 at 12:18 pm
[Oz is once again in his favorite sector, sector four. He's in the park and this time he has an acoustic guitar that he's playing an easy, light tune on. It switches back and forth, sometimes it has a jazzy feel to it and sometimes it has more of a rock vibe. In essence, he's just enjoying the outdoors and playing some tunes. In front of him he has the guitar case open, not really for tips... but didn't all street musicians do that? It looked cool to him, anyway.]
[action | open] Defense HQ
12 May 2011 at 08:49 pm
[Fou: reporting for duty and ready to give a detailed report on the state of the shelter defense security system! Or, well, that's what she had planned to do when she stopped by in the afternoon and found Suzaku half asleep at his desk. So whose bright idea was it to pretend to be the head of the DF while the real one slept upstairs?

Uh-huh, that's right. It was Fou's.

djksal WHAT HAD SHE DONE?! But it was too late now so she'll just be sitting back, doodling cat faces all over the paperwork sorting through the reports and hoping no one bothered to stop by.

Because how awkward would that be?]

((ooc: to the muns, please don't enter these threads with the intent of revealing Fou as Fou! This is just for fun and internal Fou flailing and everything divulged here will be passed on to the real Suzaku, never fear. Also, [info]fouzaku will be making most of the comments to conserve on icon space. Approved by the mods.))
04 May 2011 at 01:44 pm
Well. Seeing as earlier matters have been... resolved, I suppose, should a proper introduction be in order? [He quirks a brow, smiling harmlessly.] After all - if this is life sentence, it couldn't hurt to know the people around me!

I do love meeting people, after all.

[He pauses briefly before continuing.]

Rather than ask the same questions that have clearly been addressed to other new prisoners, though... why don't we make it more fun? I want to hear about you! Who you are, where you're from! Why you've been brought here! There's little point in holding back, wouldn't you say?

I could use a change of pace after such a busy morning. Anri-chan is quite feisty when the mood strikes! [He laughs. Loudly. Is he mocking Anri a bit? Possibly, but it's hard to tell.]

Oya, oya - I nearly forgot to introduce myself. [No, no he didn't.] I'm Izaya Orihara.

[And with that? Click!]
28 April 2011 at 04:21 pm
[Kyou is trying to access the map on the communicator, since he has no idea where he is in comparison to the his home in the shelter. He's not really good with this device to begin with, plus...it's still raining which is leaving him still overly exhausted and sort of punch-drunk. Even a tired cat can't sleep for 24 hours straight. This does not mean he's functioning very well at being awake. So instead of the map--he activates the video.]

Oh come on. Map. I wanted the map.

[His voice is tired and not very loud for once.]

I just want to go home and sleep in my own bed, damn it!
[Action - Video - Open]
15 April 2011 at 08:28 pm

[Rubbing her nose, eyes watery, the camera flickers on to reveal Kobato, looking confused. Or rather, more confused than usual. From what is visible beneath her hands, her nose and forehead looks a little red, and she a little dazed as she stands before what appears to be an empty doorway.]

I- I think there must be something wrong. I know sometimes I run into things. But... I never expected to run into air!

[Unsteady, she teeters a little on her feet.]

[action/video] [Backdated to earlier in the day]
14 April 2011 at 09:50 pm
[Feferi's spent most of her time at Marina on the beach- and even more time with her goggles on. Well, when the video feed flashes on this time, the goggles make sense, because it looks like she's just gone for a swim in the water. There are also a nice amount of extraordinary sand castles, the kind with towers and moats and little windows and everything. And a mesh bag never a bucket of seashells that she's collected.]

You all should flounder on over and play with me! There's a lot of reely exciting things to do on the beach, and I promise not to be a grumpy gills! It'll be fun!
13 April 2011 at 03:14 pm
[Care to hear some piano, Marina?

It's a quick paced piece, light and almost toying. A practiced musical ear could hear the slight stumbles Marianne makes at the beginning before getting into the rhythm of it, continuing to end without a hitch.

Thank you, whoever left the sheet music lying around. [Her tone is light, wandering -- easily not Anya's at all.]

I've been quite out of practice.

[For a moment, Marianne's grateful for that PDA. It's kept the girl's hands and fingers well coordinated.]
[action | open ]
13 April 2011 at 02:32 pm
[Well, it's been a pretty awful week for Yosuke. Like, really awful, so he decides it's time to let off steam and try to get his mind off things for a while. So where does that take him? The arcade, of course!]

[He'll be there all afternoon, playing different games, failing hard at most of them, and likely tripping over his feet and yelling needlessly in frustration. Anyone is free to bother him, make fun of him, or challenge him to a game of whatever!]
[voice/action | open]
08 April 2011 at 06:23 pm
Private to Kitty Pryde )

[ Elbows on the bar and cigarette between two fingers, Tyki's in a good mood tonight -- Greed's bar finally having stock has given him an excuse to drink, and drink he is. Every so often he'll idly shuffle a deck of cards he has with him when conversation lulls.

That tankini top tacked up to the wall is nothing important, by the way. He just wants to see her scowl. It amuses him.

So yeah, hey Greed. ]
This place really could make good use of a poker night, with enough people...

[ OOC: Also open to anyone else who has reason to be there (Greed's bar - which he did announce was open & serving actually legal liquor to anyone interested/ passing by!) or just wants to see the occasional tipsy Tease stumble around? idk, ok. Thread with Kitty, btw, kind of gets steamy. (。・ ω・)ノ゙ NC17 warning? idek ]
07 April 2011 at 01:51 pm
[Zinda's sitting at a table in the shelter in uniform, her boots up on the table, looking particularly displeased.]

So, what's the deal with how many kids are here? I don't mind 'em of course, some of them seem pretty dang bright and all, but i can't help but feelin' like it's wrong. Like the robot runnin' this place don't have his head screwed on right.

If he has a head, I mean. Dang technology. [She rolls her eyes, and the feed cuts off. But you can find her there for a good part of the afternoon, doing nothing in particular.]