[It's late, very much so. But of course there are certain individuals who don't often come out until after dark. Onto the screen comes the figure of a beautiful woman. Back straight, chin up, and with a polite smile tugging the corner of her lips she appears regal, her clothes intricately designed. Voice soft, it's almost commanding, but with a soft demure sound to it, so as not to wake or startle those who are already sleeping.]

It seems that with all the excitement of the day, I can't sleep. It's my understanding that most of us have been brought here by mistake. [A hand to her cheek, and a look of troubled relief.] The belief is that we'll be sent home. I do hope that is the case for everyone. Including the many familiar faces that I've come across! [The concern only grows.] To think...that Kaname-sama's dearest little sister might be locked away in a place like this and so alone. How dreadful. [Her voice sounds half-way sincere]

But in the mean time I should take care of myself, as well. It's already so late, I guess time just escaped me. Still...I wonder if there are any cute girls who are still up who wouldn't mind a roommate for the night. Really, I'd prefer not to be alone like this in a prison. It's a little alarming... [Her eyes glance down, as though anxious.]

Of course if not, being directed to a nice, private, and secure location would be nice, too.

[Video] (Backdated to the late afternoon)

[Kairi's face could mostly be made out in her feed. After a run in with the "nasty ma", she was learning to be a little more discreet about her whereabouts. Of course, logically? If she really wanted to play it safe, she should have just stuck with audio-- but she wasn't that worried. It might have even been just a precaution for the sake of her newly acquainted friends around the prison.

Her face seemed a little fallen. Concerned.]

Has anyone seen Sora? He was supposed to meet me hours ago. I'm starting to get a little worried.

[Action] (Later in the evening)

[Kairi swung her legs as she sat on a bench. She was at the beach again. That had been where she had agreed to meet with Sora-- and where she had been stuck waiting for him for hours upon end. There were plenty of times during that waiting period that she had thought to leave. People needed her help back at the hospital. Despite all her time that she put in there, she felt that she might still be needed. She had actually been kicked out because they had felt she was working too hard, but she couldn't help it. Being useful to people, being able to help instead of hinder as she before. The sense of satisfaction was charming to her.

Still. She stayed...

When she had first come there, the sun was far overhead. Now though... it was starting to dip away. She shuffled her feet in the sand and sighed. Just a few more minutes....]

(ooc: I've heard that my text was ungodly small 'cause my modifications fooled me into thinking it was a reasonable size, so I apologize for that and hope my tags are more forgiving on the eyes from now on!)

[Waking up to the message welcoming him to prison had not been as concerning as the realization that he was no longer on Earth. He could no longer hear Earth’s wish. Fuuma wouldn’t deny any of his crimes, no – he had killed that girl, all those people, even Nataku, who he had liked, and was just about to kill Kamui – but it was only because people became blinded to what was important to them otherwise. And the fact that the Earth no longer wanted humans to exist. And he had to fulfill the Earth’s wish, because he was “Kamui.”]

[It took some effort, with the ball and chain attached to his leg, but Fuuma had finally found a place to sit down in the Butterfly Pavilion, where he had woke up. After shooing all the brightly colored bugs off the seat, the tall male sat down and started inspecting the welcome basket, eyes flicking over the welcome brochure. He also must be trying out the communicator, because the video feed suddenly flicks on. It’s displaying a teenager with ebony hair and gold eyes, wearing a black and red school uniform.]

Prison, is it? Kakyou never said anything about this... I’m afraid the Earth won’t be too pleased with my replacement, though.

[He looks almost amused at that. He also seems to have become the new perch for the butterflies he kicked out of the chair. They don’t seem to mind the fact that he was here because he had killed people. It’s not like Fuuma is out to get butterflies anyways – only humans. The amused look fades to a more thoughtful one, after a few moments.]

... I wonder how "Kamui" will fare without me?

[He had been so close to making Kamui realize... He was sure of it. If his replacement didn’t kill the other male, though, he’d have to deal with the fact that Kamui thought he killed Kanoe.]

[Propped into a sitting position in his bed, Fou-Lu rests, recovers, and thinks. Colorfully bruised and bandaged as he is, he's still much better off than yesterday. Between cure spells, his divine regeneration, and a difficult night's sleep, he looks only miserable rather than death warmed over--and given the wounds and blood loss he sustained, were he not Endless, he certainly would have been killed several times over.]

[The bulk of the morning had been spent staring out the window, trying to decide how best to discuss yesterday's events with... anyone, really. Between the slumber party and those who avoided going outside thanks to the monster threat, he has a far smaller pool of people to be diplomatic with than he likely would otherwise. Rumors will certainly spread, and if he earns a reputation as a murderer, so be it--that basic title is nothing more than fact, and he doesn't especially care if people fear him. But Xellos had to die, whether or not they ever comprehend the reasons why.]

[Open Voice]

I offer mine apologies to those whom encountered the battle last night, especially if thou sustained injuries due to it. It is my sincere hope that such a scene need not be repeated in the future.

Ye of the Defense Force, and the bystanders--if any has a wish to speak with me, I welcome it.

[Filtered to Minako, Amaterasu, Zelda, Lacus, and Ryu.]

I am in thy debt. Shouldst thou ever require my aid, simply ask it.

[Filtered to Ashton and Jennifer.]

I've retrieved their remains.


((OOC: The Xellos fight log is still in progress because Lena is sick and will be out for the next several days, but since we already know how it will end (with a big dragon, character death, and the retrieval of Gyoro/Ururun's remains), I'm hoping we can handwave the precise blow-by-blow details for now? ♥ Action is immediately open to his housemates, but he won't turn away anyone coming by with flowers/candy/questions/counts of assault.))

[There is a confused angel with a ball and chain standing in the Sector 2 with his eyes taking in the sight of Marina. He looks like a lost guy who's trying to appear like he's got everything under control. Which he obviously doesn't.] This isn’t--

[Heaven. This wasn't heaven at all. Castiel turns his attention to the device over his face and... he can't make sense out of any of it. After a few silent seconds of reading the message, his focus shifts to the welcome basket near him and he reaches down to pluck the pamphlet out. The angel takes his time in looking over the brochure and is totally concentrating. Finally, he places the brochure back into the basket and proceeds to fumble with the device over his face.]

[It takes a while but he eventually gets it.] I was under the impression that these things usually rang.

The information was helpful. A number of my questions were answered. [Hesitation. He doesn't know what else he's supposed to say after that. Castiel doesn't even know if he's doing this right. For all he knows, he could be talking to nobody and, not to mention, he's irritated and overwhelmed by this sudden change. So have an awkward angel making plenty of awkward silences.]

[Zexion's voice is weak into the recorder, like he's having trouble getting enough breath to form the words. Still, he presses on without a stutter, firmly and stubbornly enunciating everything without any emotion behind the words he's speaking.]

Current status: Alive. Barely.

Damage suffered: Existence-threatening.

Recovery Period: Unknown.

Contact lost with clones B and C prior to altercation with subject.

As of last contact, status of team as follows: Number IV - Terminated. Number V - Terminated. Number VIII - Active. Number XI - Unknown, likely terminated. Number XII - Terminated.

Current location unknown.

Active agents, report.

[It's obvious she has just woken up not too long ago as her feed flicks on. Her hair's still in a mess and her clothing's wrinkled up. She... really needs to get some new duds soon, too. This is the second day she's worn them-- but she doesn't want to bother her current housemates about it. There are more important matters to attend to. Especially after hearing all this monster commotion.]

Axel? Roxas? Xion? Where are you guys? Is everyone alright? Sora? Namine? Orihime?

[She could go on listing names, but she hopes that those who she's been in contact before with might just take the hint. She's looking visibly worried. Kairi still can't believe she just slept through all that! Some help she was!]

[Good morning Marina! Have a smiley Xellos!]

What a lovely day, isn't it? I just had to bring my new friends out to play~ [he leans close and wags a finger, winking] Be sure to let them know how much you enjoy their performance! They're terribly shy.

( Slightly squickable content, perhaps. )

Bravo, bravo! That calls for an encore, I think...

((OOC: The lines are from Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead. Thanks to Pip for helping me find them!))

I guess this is why they tell you to be careful what you wish for.

[Because he had missed the raptors actually. He liked getting into the thick of things and tearing it up with beasties that needed to be put down. No gray areas. No moral obligations and regrets. Just fight and survive. But why are there so bloody many? And why so soon after his recent injuries? Not that he can't play through pain, but give a vampire a chance, right?]

[But the worst part is that for once he has no idea where his slayer is. Bloody damn fog.]

Remind you of old times, Buffy? [Come on, luv, speak up. Let him know you're okay and where you are.]

[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~))

[---and shortly after the fighting starts, a voice message is made.]

S-somebody, please 'elp! They're fightin', an' - please help!

[After a moment, she also says where, exactly, the fight is going down.

... She really does sound worried, and that does sound like one heck of a fight in the background.]

[Ryu could do nothing but fly. So fly he did, in his hybrid form, until he spotted something to attack.]

[Anyone getting close to him would see that his eyes were blank, and he looked as if he was incredibly angry.]

[Approach? Trial of the dragonnnnnnnnnnn!]

I believe I've let you all go long enough without a word from me! So here we go.~

[Giggles.]

If there was one thing you could change about yourself, what would it be?~

How are you different now that you've been here? Has there been any change? Do you like it? Do you regret it?

Good morning inmates. It is the 67th day of the third generation.

Concerning the explosion in Sector 1 last night, it was limited to causing terrain damage in just the graveyard area, and structural damage and collapse to a few nearby buildings. Remote units will be working to restore the Sector to its original state, and I ask that inmates please not interfere with their progress, or needlessly be present in the general area due to the debris.

In accordance with inmate Saber's request, new alcohol variety is now available at the club in Sector 3. Inmates are reminded that alcoholic beverages are not to leave the premises.

[Just a little past midnight, the sky in Sector 1 explodes, a roiling sphere of black and red flame billowing out in eerie rings, crackling with dark electricity. The thunderous sound and the shaking of the ground can be noted all over the dome. Several buildings near the graveyard crack or outright crumble under the pressure of the explosion, but it buffets the dome walls to no effect. The flare of fire fades after a few long seconds, and leaves behind only still silence.

[The graveyard is in ruins, and the nearby buildings are not in much better shape. There are small scattered fires, and debris everywhere.

[Allen Walker is lying on the ground here, clothing torn and skin bloodied. He is unconscious. No one else is around...]


((ooc: This is OPEN. Comment here to arrive on the scene and thread amongst yourselves. Allen will not be directly responding to anyone who doesn't actually attack him, and he may in fact NOT still be there when you arrive, so please focus on each other, NOT on him. More combat may break out, so be warned that the situation may change rapidly if you tag.))

All right guys. I had a little talk with Acumen this morning. It's a good thing! ...I think.

Anyway, I know how rough it is when someone just sort of disappears around here. Even if it's just for a few days, people can kinda worry. I mean, if it's me I'd know I'd worry or at least want to know what's going on.

So starting tomorrow morning I'll be putting up a list of the people who are missing. I'll do it every morning too.

But, ah, if you'd rather ask me, that's okay too!

I just wanna help any way I can, you know?

[It's been awhile since she planted it, and now the Guardian Tree sapling is fully grown~ It took longer than she thought it would, but that's okay. Must just be the effect of growing underwater and on a different world.

Anyone outside may hear a happy howl, and anyone near the sapling may be a little startled as it suddenly bursts into bloom.

Ammy huffs, pleased with herself, and settles on one of the tree roots, lying down and looking up at the light pink petals.

Much better]

[ Groggy Chuck is groggy. ]

Oh my God.... [ Groans and sounds like he's rubbing at his face. ] What haaaaaaappened...?

( action stuffs )

[video]

[It comes on to a close up of a young girl with short pink hair and golden eyes.]

Hello? Oh... it's working.

[smiles]

Hello, everyone. I'm MOMO Mizrahi. I um... well, I was wondering if anyone here knows Gaignun Kukai, Jr. Or maybe a cyborg named Zigurat8. See... I really want to let them know I'm okay so they don't worry too much.

[She looks worried, but manages a smile anyway.]

[Kaoru isn't doing anything too special. He's just at the pizza place, staring at the plate in front of him. Sure, he's had it before but eating all this commoner food is starting to wear juuuuuuust a bit thin. Where is all the really great stuff, eh?]

You know, we're totally under the ocean and we even have a beach. Why don't we have more seafood or go out and catch crabs or something?

[Yes he is staring at the pizza, deciding if he really wants to eat this greasy thing or not.]