[Winry's communicator voice channel has been left on since talking to Al last night, having been too drunk to think to turn it off. She did manage to take it off her head at least, so that it came to a rest next to her pillow for the rest of the night.

After several hours of the microphone transmitting sounds of ruffling sheets and more or less silence otherwise, the blonde wakes up sometime after the morning announcements, head pounding and a rather sick feeling in her stomach.

The microphone doesn't pick up what she says very loudly, but there's a noticeable moan of pain followed by three words:]

Ohhhhhhh, my head....

LADIES! Your attention for a moment please!~

Though I guess I could ask some of you guys out there too, if you really want!~

Surely you know by now what I'm about to do.

[ Giggles ]

Ready for this boys and girls? I promise it's just a little different from the norm.

[ DRAMATIC PAUSE ]

Your crush. Significant other. Whatever it is you wish to refer to them as...

[ Should you guys be worried? ]

How did you establish it's them you wanted? What drew you to them in the first place? Do you think it can last?

[ Not as much as usual, it seems. ]

Sorry, though. I have nothing to add for personal experiences.~

[WALL-E is parked in the middle of Sector 4 with his solar panels out. Puttering around and rearranging his collection made him lose track of how low his batteries were getting until the last second, so he's CHARGING HIS LAZER recharging!]

Open:

[ Suzaku starts every morning by taking a swim in the Athletic Complex, promptly at six am. he's doing his laps a little more slowly than usual today, though. you might notice him and think he looks -- really distracted. feel free to chat him up! ]


Closed to Housemates:

[ his walk home from swimming takes a little longer today; he drags his feet, spends a lot of time looking up at the sky, and just doesn't hurry. it's a little after seven-thirty when he finally gets to the stoop, opens the door, and calls in softly ]

I'm home!

((ooc: Backdated to the aforementioned time periods!))

[The video shows someone sleeping, a young brunette woman... sitting on the grass, leaning on a tree. She awakens slowly, looking at the grass with blurry eyes at first, but then her head gazes up to the sky. It seemed like the sunlight was hurting her eyes, but she was trying to focus on the place around her. Suddenly, her light blue eyes widen and holds her head with both hands, making a pained expression and whining a little.

Her looks changed a little; very long and straight hair, but still the same features, maybe a bit aged but nothing completely different. She stands up, holding herself with one hand to the tree, still looking at the place which seemed to be a park and walking carefully so she couldn't fall off. Many memories were passing through her mind, totally confusing... the only thing she could mumble was something she wanted to surpress but failed at the attempt to do so.]

... Ugh... This is... crappy...




[ooc: Sup Marina! Miss her much?]

Hmm...we need more fun entertainment around here.

[But Johnny has been a good boy and didn't sneak out when Chris wasn't looking. At least his wounds had healed--on the outside anyway--and a couple packs of blood helped boost his energy.

Right now he's relaxing in the grass in the park on a big cushioned chaise with a book. Where it came from? Who knows?]

If you could request an amusement park to be built here, what rides and games would you want in it?

[Have a babe hanging around the swimming pool today, looking a bit distant and lost in her own thoughts. After a couple laps she pulls herself up on the edge of the pool and sits there wringing the water out of her hair while she contemplates...a few things.

These past couple of days have been hectic, that's for sure, but overall she's handled it pretty well. She wishes that she could have done more to help people, but unfortunately she doesn't have many abilities other than taking things apart and putting them together again. She pouts and then switches to thinking about Sam. Of course she's thinking about her boyfriend...and how she may never see him again at that.

...Idly her feet swish about in the water when she finally comes to terms with the fact that she's more alone than she thought.

Come bother her? She's sexy!]

Whew! Looks like everyone's starting to wake up now! I'm so glad that's over. What a total bummer! But, at least things are back to normal now... well, at least, as normal as they can be in some interdimensional underwater prison run by a computer and a bunch of robots, right? [small nervous laugh] Yeah, right.

Attention, please everyone. I need some information from you all that will hopefully prove useful in our investigation of this phenomenon that has swept the prison. I would like everyone that has not suffered any symptoms of this wave of exhaustion to please come forward. I would like to compare these individuals against those that are currently experiencing extreme exhaustion, to see if there's some psychological or physiological reason for it. You may also give me the names of others if you are absolutely certain that they have been feeling no exhaustion whatsoever.

If you are one of the individuals suffering from the outbreak of the pentacles, and were previously healthy, please also say so.

[Private to the Defense Force]
I'm going to compare those that come forward against my profile, to see if anything fits. At this point, it's likely a shorter list than those affected. Our unsub is someone gathering energy for some larger purpose, likely an attack on the prison itself. At this point, if they are clearly unaffected, it would stand out. Of course, those that do say that they aren't feeling tired at all will need to be verified by us.

[Anyone planning on visiting the convenience store today? Maybe you are in need of something that can be used as a makeshift weapon, or trying to find a good place to hide from the recent danger, or just looking out for people wandering around unprotected. Whatever your reason, if you happen to catch the attention of a certain over-protective robot, you might end up getting more excitement today than you bargained for.

You see, EVE is well aware that there is something suspicious going on in the prison. Something that has already managed to kill one human. And if it can hurt humans, who knows, maybe it can hurt WALL-E too. EVE cannot risk dropping her guard around anyone today, because WALL-E's already been hurt once before. She's not going to allow something like that to happen again.]

[Going for a quick swim in the pool wearing a new swimswuit. After a couple laps she pulls herself up onto the edge of the pool to make a little message.]

I gotta know. [Pause while she sloshes her feet in the water] How do you prove that you love somebody?

Sam doesn't say it, but, you know. I kinda got a feeling.

Hm.....Excuse me! [Lizzy is sitting on her bed in her temporary room until the mansion is built. Where has she been? Who knows?]

I'm just curious and since it seems that people really come from everywhere, I want to try new things.

So! What is the fashion from your home? Like what you like to wear, favorite colors and styles, and all of that!

[This is a very serious question.]

[Bored.

Rayflo is so bored. He wants to do something, but Cherry is still restrained. And he doesn't know when he'll be released. Pooh He wants something to keep him occupied...

So he sits on the edge of a roof not far from shelter, reclining back as he looks up at the little fake stars on the ceiling.]

If you could live during any time period in your world, when would it be?

[The video camera comes online as Sari looks around at the room she's been assigned after being deposited in the asylum, her bright blue eyes full of anger and hurt at being plucked away from her friends and disrobed of weapons that had been essentially a part of her. She would have even ranted away if that could have helped her before she saw the basket that the Welcoming Committee left her.]

So I'm supposed to stay here for a long while, huh? At least someone was kind enough to leave a welcoming gift.

[A sigh came as she tried to move around with the ball and chain attached to her leg, finding it most uncomfortable, even in human form, before successfully sitting on the bed.]

Okay, granted, this place? Under an ocean? I'm okay with that. I've been under a lake before in an Autobot ship that was really an actual Autobot, but what gives? This long list of crimes I've committed, okay I'll admit to some, but the rest? Yeesh, you'd think that they'd be more understanding to a technorganic girl who is just starting to learn her powers and how to control her weapons system.

[Another sigh]

I want to go home...

[At first there is just the distant sound of water running. Close, but still far enough away that what the sound could be from is hard to decipher.

It continues for some time before another sound filters in. Humming. Someone is humming a cheerful, light tune, but still this is only sound.

A light, scraping, screeching noise is heard the sound of something wet slapping against something hard and flat echoes. Slap. Slap. Scramble. Something is knocked over just as something else is moved. There is clatter.

Clack, Clack, Smack, Thunk. Click. The video comes on.

( Are you night owls ready for a show? )

{OOC: Was this an accidental post? Let your character be the judge~}

<sub>[Ever since Yuuki told Nana that her Papa was bad, she's felt sad and upset. Papa loved Nana. If he didn't, he wouldn't have given her new arms and legs and he wouldn't have been nice to her or given her his purple neck string. Papa loved Nana - Nana was sure of the fact...

Her voice sounds quiet when she speaks, almost sad. There's a bit of a quiver to it as well.]</sub>

Um...for the people here who have a Papa, what is your Papa like?

[Not bothering to filter this.] Hey, Reira, was it? Thanks for the clothes. I stopped by and picked up a few of my own so I can drop these off for you later. Sound cool?

Kinda funny that you can just take things without paying in a prison.

[In the background there's the sound of clanking while she looks through the convenience store for tools--preferably a big drill--she can use to potentially take things apart with. And anyone walking by will see her dressed in this while she searches the shelves. So the skirt is a bit much, but she's comfortable in it.]

...So, just a random question. [Because she needs something to remind her of home.]

If you could transform into any bit of technology, like, I don't know, a cell phone or a toaster, even, what would it be and why?

[In the shelter, in the hallway between the dining hall and the common room, you may notice a notecard on a board. Paper and different-colored pens are available.

In a neat, slanted print, the notecard reads:]

What does it mean to be in love?

[There is no one around.]



((Since these are notes, almost all communication will be anonymous unless otherwise noted, e.g. if you sign your comment or say something obvious, but please do it logged-in. Feel free to leave your thoughts, respond to other people's thoughts, etc.))

[It's a calm, still night in Marina. Anyone outside enjoying the evening, on their dates perhaps, might spare a thought for the blanket of featureless night that covers the high dome.]

[Look up at the right time tonight, and you'll notice a rather jarring change. One moment the obscure shroud of darkness, and the next the dome is suddenly emitting a gentle light. Starlight. Suddenly the entire dome is covered in a sparkling array of stars. Different sizes, some even slightly different colors. Someone from Earth might recognize familiar constellations.]

Good evening, Marina. I hope everyone has enjoyed the celebration today. Winry and I had a gift to add to the festivities -- the night sky, especially tonight, should have stars looking down on us. She did a wonderful job making the projector, so we all owe her our thanks.

Ah, it was nothing, really. I'm just glad to be of help. Ahahaha!

This is what the sky looks like on Earth, my world of origin. We will be able to make more templates, if anyone can point us to a stellar map of their home world.

There'll also be the likeness of a moon, though it's in the new moon phase right now. It should go through all the phases every thirty days, since that seems to be a common feature.

The projector will also shift slightly every day as goes along with the seasonal flow here, but we can always set it to any particular point in time if there are star- or constellation-based holidays that fall outside the seasonal flow.

I hope you enjoy the starry sky!

((OOC: Obvious font color is obvious, but if not: Blue = Winry, Pink = Lacus. Tags may be answered by Winry or Lacus, just specify if you want one or the other. Lacus and Winry are in the park. Threadjacks are encouraged (unless marked closed or private)! As Winry said, there is no moon in the sky for now, but there will be. The moon will go through its phases as it would on Earth unless the template is changed, rising and setting each night. Enjoy~))