[There's a lot on Kitty's mind as she slips through the dome on her way to Reid's place. Allen's gone. That's not okay for a lot of reasons. His life back there never sounded any better than hers. Worse even. Almost like he had a theme of tragedy. Maybe why she took this route that isn't anything resembling direct to head past his place first. He was her first close friend in Marina. He helped her up when she didn't realize how down she was. She never really got a chance to fix the things she broke with him. Or maybe she had the chances and just didn't take them.

Maybe he'll be back. There were always more new arrival days. Maybe he'd remember.

Maybe he wouldn't have to remember some of it.]

[A video feed opens on the network. On it is an elven-looking woman, lithe and beautiful. She stands in a blue and gold robe, her eyes glowing with light. A number of runes levitate around her - circling each other as they orbit the woman, each following an intricate path. After a moment, she speaks.]

Fate conspires to bring forth a great change. Though the nature of the event is unknown, it is coming - it is unstoppable. Do what you will to prepare yourselves - not one thread here does not tie in with this event; it influences us all.

[ quinn stares at the pamphlet for a moment, skimming the pages, then tosses it aside like it was a piece of trash she'd picked up by mistake. ]

If this is some sort of freshman hazing, I've seen better. [ like how the football team used to trap artie in the porta-potties. ] I've done better. [ things she'd rather not think about; that's not her anymore. ] I'm not impressed, and I'm not joining whatever sorority you're trying to recruit for. My answer's no, so you can let me out now.

I've got orientation in an hour and if I miss, I won't hesitate to turn you and everyone else involved in this to campus police.

[Here, have a very peeved Caroline. She doesn't like being kidnapped. At all. Been there, done that but at least she's not in a cage or some sunlight tortue dungeon, and she's not being shot at. Her voice is deceptively sweet as it is firm but her frown speaks volumes as well.] Look, Klaus. I'm grateful for the whole saving my life thing but... I never said I was ready to go 'see the world' or anything.

And no matter what you think, kidnapping is not romantic. [She's wrinkling her nose] Not even when it's to some underwater hotel.

[If Kitty had written a to do list for today it probably would not have included having shower sex with Reid this morning or crying for the first time in a long time after running into Tyki. It would have included picking up more cigarettes though, so that's what she's doing now. She wants to have several on her way over to Reid's place since she knows his place isn't exactly smoking friendly.

You burn down one bar and you get a reputation...]

(OOC: Feel free to catch her in the store or just out smoking. And since I'm addicted to picking out her outfits for some reason. She's wearing this.

WARNING: Sexual content in first Reid thread.)

[The warnings have already been given, but it's a little too late. The gas was invisible, untraceable to the normal senses. But someone might feel it. The changes in them if they had been close enough, breathed in too much. Too bad they probably wouldn't care after that either.

It's not such a big deal now, is it? Neither is holding back on all those things they keep to themselves, or refusing to do the things they remind themselves are bad or dangerous or against the rules. Who cares about rules anymore? Why not just do what they want? Why should they hide how they feel? Why should they keep hiding who they really are? Who came up with all of these silly unspoken rules anyway?

You do not feel a loss of control. To you, it's like being more in control than you've ever been. And choosing to just go with it. You only have one life to live! Regret, remorse and reservation are all just words to you for the day. Just...try not to die or kill anyone.]

{OOC: Mingle post for the event! Your threads can occur anywhere open to the public in the prison, or not-so-public if you're including a closed thread, too. Although, it is encouraged to make your own post if you're keeping it closed to one or a few individuals. If you think you would rather make your own post instead of tagging it onto this one, please feel free!}

Good morning, everyone! Today is the 168th day of the third generation, and it will be cool and clear. The Devil's Compass bar in Sector 5 should be complete and ready to reopen tomorrow, but in the meanwhile, don't forget that the club in Sector 3 is still available for your recreational use.

...Please be aware that an incident has caused an unusual chemical composition to be released into the air of the dome. It should not be dangerous to anyone's health, and I am already in the process of purifying the air, but it will take some time. Try not to... do anything that would be problematic in the long run... [trailing off]


((ooc: Please see this post for details about today's event! Now GO! If your character was expecting a delivery today, expect it tomorrow instead.))

[An alarmed face appears on the video. Blonde hair with pink streaks, brightly colored chunky jewelry, thick-rimmed glasses. Immediately, she starts rambling.]

Okay. I'm used to weird, but this is like -- the freaking Twilight Zone. The creepy, prison-themed Twilight Zone with an embarrassingly hackable headset and no keyboard in sight, which is its own special level of hell and somewhere I'd rather not hang, capiche?

Someone please just pinch me, or do whatever it is you do to get someone to wake up from a bad dream, and preferably without any more violence than absolutely necessary, because ickiness is totally not something we need to add to the mix --

[She may not take a breath anytime soon, unless someone cares to interrupt...]

[The world is upside down!

Actually it's just the camera angle. But it's focused on a certain blue and red superhero who is juuust pulling the mask down over his chin as the video feed starts to roll. You totally just missed seeing his face you guys. He gives the camera a little wave.] Aloha.

Been meaning to get up here. View's preeeetty swell if you ask me. [Camera stuck to the side of the clock tower, Spidey moves out of the frame so the sight can be admired by all.] Great place to eat breakfast and chill. Meditate maybe, if it's your thing.

If you can get up here, of course.


Rogue, I'm free of the chain gang now so anytime you're free... I hear the lunch service up here is just as fantastic. You don't even have to tip.

[Rogue has spent the morning locked in her room but she's hungry now and the shelter kitchen is far too crowded to deal with when the bots are added into the equation. She's on her way to the convenience store or perhaps the noodle shop if it seems safe. She's wearing gloves and a long sleeves hoody with the hood pulled up along with jeans and boots. She can be caught sneaking around between buildings and through alleys in an attempt to avoid the bots.]


[ooc: Open for kissing. I'll let you guys take the lead on just how involved the kiss is. She will steal powers, life force and memories if there's any bare skin touching hers (ie lips/bare hands to cheeks, etc) I'm okay with anything short of sending your character into a coma]

[Kitty is wearing her uniform. Blue. Tight. Low cut. You get the picture. She likes the comfort of having it on when she trains which is what she was out doing this morning. Where the afternoon takes her, that's another story one we tell together.]

[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!)

Good morning, inmates. It is the 154th day of the third generation.

Inmates Miwako Sakurada, Tim Drake, and Raistlin Majere, the items you requested are available for pickup at the entrance to the shelter in Sector 0.


((ooc: Although Acumen is unaware of this, THERE WILL ALSO BE A MISTLETOE BOT EVENT TODAY. Click that link for details, and have fun!))

[Okay, so he’s breaking out the Spidey-voice.] A welcome basket… it’s so… welcomey, thanks.

… Okay, so. I guess this where I’m supposed to cut to the chase and throw out the big names, and hope someone I know’s here. But the crowd I tend to tangle with happens to consist entirely of super villains and general baddies. I guess that says a lot about my social life. And I know I should hope that they’re here, being prison and all, but… This place is way too nice. I don’t want to imagine Kraven kicking back at the beach. I prefer thinking of him in his gulag. Safe and sound, and away from everyone else.

[…]

… Ugh, how did this happen. I bet the X-Men don’t get thrown in jail.