The 77th Day
23 August 2010 at 10:18 pm
Good morning inmates. It is the 77th day of the third generation.

All stabilizer errors have been corrected, and the individuals who arrived due to them are no longer present in the facility. However, a significant amount of damage was made to a part of the Sector 5 residential area yesterday, so inmates should refrain from approaching or interfering with the construction.

Princess Nunnally, if you could be in the hospital lobby for 9 A.M, please.
[video]
17 August 2010 at 03:01 pm
[brief flickering and the video screen successfully pops up!]

These new machines always do get the best of me.

If someone could direct me to the North Pole then I would most appreciate it.

[note: Santa will know the names of all characters that have Christmas in their world! HE'S SO WATCHING YOU]
[Voice | Open | Filtered from Asuka]
11 August 2010 at 03:27 pm
What do you feel makes one human?

[This is a serious question, Marina. And if you say 'biology' or 'a human soul', you will break her heart. Just to let you know.]
[ Video ]
09 August 2010 at 08:44 pm
Everyone have fun last night with that repeat performance?~
[Action | Open]
04 August 2010 at 11:47 pm
[Jennifer's in the shelter kitchen teaching all the robots how to make quiche and fruit tarts and miniature cakes and various other finger food type things! It's gonna be a long day, but she's so excited, she hardly minds in the least. After all, just because a bot can follow a recipe, doesn't mean they can actually make things! Of course, that means there's an awful lot of samples lying around too...]
Audio
04 August 2010 at 10:56 am
Well, well, isn't this something. Looks like they finally caught me. How ironic. Maybe the old man is behind this... though I'm certain he's still out of commission. Who knows, if he is I'll just dispose of him again.

Hm... I wonder how many other life forms are out there. There better be someone who can keep me entertained.

[Hmph.] It looks like I'm on the inside of a giant fishbowl. Machines and deep water don't go well together. Apparently this Acumen didn't get that memo. Good thing it doesn't bother me, or else we'd have a problem.
The 74th Day
02 August 2010 at 10:01 pm
Good morning inmates. It is the 74th day of the third generation.

I am finally online once more, and will be reviewing the system over the next few days to ensure that everything is once again functioning as it should be after the security breach. Inmate GIR will be restrained in a suitable manner. All food and goods imported yesterday will be removed over the course of the day; the kitchen area will be fully restocked come afternoon, with the convenience store, pizza shop, and ramen stand by nightfall. Unfortunately, restocking of the refrigerated blood will not be until tomorrow. Despite this, the integration of new arrivals today will proceed as normal.

I apologize for the events yesterday, inmates. The previous A.I. had supposedly upgraded the security protocol to prevent such an infestation from being successful, however...


[A few beats]


...Princess Zelda, I have your request waiting for you at the entrance to Sector 0.
[event || DANCE PARTAAAAY]
29 July 2010 at 06:02 pm
Do a little daaaaance.

[Suddenly, more demanding,] OBEY. [GIR laughs while he orders some angry bots to escort every single one of you to one of the parks. Fighting back will only result in punishment...and believe him, you don't want to know what GIR has cooked up for you then.

While you walk you may notice that dawn has suddenly become night again, the lighting is still working though it's all very...vibrantly colored and disco-y--maybe a strobe light here and there--and that the once peaceful silence has turned into blaring techno.

GIR starts to sniffle happily.]


Y-you're all so beautiful.



OOC info under the cut! )
[Video]
27 July 2010 at 01:38 pm
In case any of you were wondering, my class is not canceled.

Any students who do not report to math class will be marked absent, and points will be taken off of your grade.
[action | OPEN]
27 July 2010 at 01:36 pm
Cenaþ glæm

[ the room suddenly fills with a soft white glow, and there's a ball of swirling white light hovering just above Merlin's outstretched hand. He smiles, pleased at having mastered something he'd first performed while unconscious, and sets the ball to float over his head ]

[ he hasn't really had a full night's sleep, but now that he's awake, he's hungry, and there had been little food to eat yesterday. He leaves his room and makes for the kitchen area, more confident now he has his own personal light source. He'll just take his chances of running into Uther, and make something up, if he did. No one else seemed to care about magic use, here, anyway ]

[ hopeful that the stores had been restocked, he is both happy and puzzled when he opens the door of the cold-box (he's sure it had another name, but can't remember it) to see a very limited range of items; but hundreds of them, all packed in haphazardly. He picks up something that looks like it might be meat and bread, and sniffs at it. His nose scrunches, definitely not meat and bread, at least not as he knows it ]

Ugh, what is this stuff?
[Voice]
24 July 2010 at 02:13 pm
Um, I was just reading the course catalogue for the school? And I, um... I was wondering, what day of the week is it today, anyway?
Explorations [Action, open]
20 July 2010 at 10:54 pm
[It had been two days, and now he was free. The chain had been removed, and he was no longer being forced to work, which suited him quite well. He'd been grumbling, complaining and fighting them the whole time, and had only complied begrudgingly, often after one of the metal creatures used their weapons on him.

But now, he was at liberty to explore this place and learn its layout, to begin finding out as much as possible. In his mind, it was just like a military situation. He had to learn as much about his enemy as possible in order to discern where there might be weaknesses or anything he could potentially take advantage of or used against them. Of course, if this was, indeed, a different world from the one he knew, he wasn't going to have an easy time, even if he should escape. Still, Uther did not give up easily, and he would not be content to simply submit and remain a prisoner.]
[video | open]
17 July 2010 at 12:42 am
So, which classes is everyone planning to take? Is anyone else a little nervous?

Oh! And if anyone can teach art or science it would be really helpful!


(OOC: Link is not IC, but Guilford did announce where the catalogs could be found in a prior post.)
[ action / open ]
13 July 2010 at 04:33 pm
[ Now that he has the dictionaries, he's gotten himself situated at one of the picnic tables in the park. The table itself is covered with sheets of paper with funny, blocky writing on them, in various stages of completion. There's also an inkwell with a fountain pen, positioned beneath a little paper tent so it doesn't dry out in the sun. One of the dictionaries -- with more kooky writing in it -- is opened to a section, all waiting to be used.

And amid all of this, Lavi should be working on his translations. Everything's ready, perfectly placed to begin!

But he's fast asleep, head resting on one arm, the other dangling at his side. ]
[Action | Slumber Party Event]
02 July 2010 at 05:58 pm
[Evening is quickly approaching in Marina. The artificial sun is slipping away and the shelter has been outfitted with lots of snack foods for lovers of sweet and salty alike, board and card games, movies from the families of guilty pleasures as well as the spooky, pillows, blankets, and even some sleeping bags. They were not easy to find!

This can only mean one thing. It must be time for....


A SLUMBER PARTY!

And, yes, as requested a few doors to unoccupied rooms have been marked private.]


((OOC: I have notifs turned off of this post, so spam and threadjack to your heart's content. Treat it like any event post (example: the fire celebration). If you want to play with Yuuri directly, you'll just need to tag his thread. Also, there are not actually going to be any monsters or fog this evening.

If you are planning to be a bystander at the Xellos fight, you probably shouldn't tag here unless you note that it's later (and you might want to actually wait and see how that goes and then actually tag here late too in case you have injuries.) There will be time overlapping.))
The 69th Day
28 June 2010 at 08:05 pm
Good morning inmates. It is the 69th day of the third generation.

This system notes that many inmates show somewhat decreased lifesigns, and urges them to proceed to the hospital to tend to the injuries taken during the late-night festivities and fireworks. It seems it was a mistake to include the traditional beverages yesterday. Please exercise more caution when traveling at night, in the future.

To alert those who expressed interest, and those unaware, an address system will be set in place today by remote units, so the initial stages of the postal system requested by inmate Peregrine Mendicant is now underway. Barring any interference with this process, it will not be long before mail will be able to circulate the facility.
[voice | action | open]
27 June 2010 at 01:47 pm
[Scared formerly omnipotent, omniscient, immortal Q is scared. At the first sign of trouble he transported himself into a common room in the shelter and so far so good, but he's been listening to the network and he's not even a little amused.]

Why is everyone just attacking the symptoms? [By which he means the monsters] Someone needs to go after the cause. [Someone who isn't him.] It clearly must be one of you, right? Unless the AI has sprung a leak. So, just start killing each other until the monsters disappear. Problem solved.

[There. It's like he always has to do all the work.]
[Voice or Action]
24 June 2010 at 10:57 pm
[Reid and Chuck are enjoying themselves! Somehow at the bonfire someone's communicator got turned on. There's idle nerdy chatter until Chuck says a key phrase. Chuck = red Reid = blue Together = purple. This will be fun.]

Yeah, and Immanuel Kant was a real pissant.
Who was very rarely stable [Giggle! Sips at his drink. And then properly singing.]
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar
Who could think you under the table
David Hume could out-consume
Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine
Who was just as schloshed as Schlegel

There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya
'Bout the raising of the wrist

Socrates himself was permanently pissed


[They hop up on their table!]
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will
With half a pint of shandy got particularly ill
Plato, they say, could stick it away
Half a crate of whiskey every day

Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle
Hobbes was fond of his dram
And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart
"I drink therefore I am"


Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessss, Socrates himself is particularly misse
d
A lovely little thinker but a bugger when he's pissed
[And they descend into drunken laughter.]
[event]
24 June 2010 at 10:03 am
[The bonfire going in Sector 6 is guarded by sentinels, but the area is decorated with orange and blue tents and laid out with good food, many of it toasted or hot. The flames are enchanted and cool, and they get extinguished if they're taken outside the boundaries of the little camp, but there is actually have a rich, spicy alcoholic beverage being served there, so try to have fun with that instead. (No, it will not make you breathe fire.)

[The bleachers and benches here offer the best view of the fireworks just starting to go off as the sky darkens...]


((posted slightly early, but hey, starting Friday we're going to have monsters, SO, if you don't plan to play with the monsters -- or if you do -- have some fun here! post a comment, and then comment amongst yourselves~))
[Video/Action/Open]
21 June 2010 at 09:41 pm
*There is one dhampir again, this time without his ball and chain. He looks quite the worse for wear, ripped up gauze wrapped around his forearms and calves. Every few steps he looks to waver on his feet before righting himself. Getting attacked by the dragon thing yesterday certainly didn't do him any good. Having hid himself for the rest of yesterday, he decides to venture toward the shelter in the announcement.*

If I eat perhaps...I can feel better.

*Will you help out or point and laugh?*