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28 August 2011 at 05:13 pm
[ when the camera switches on, it peers out to the view of a table and several pieces of wood. they're varying colors and sizes, and to add to the variety, there's a few different kinds of blades, tools for carving wood. two hands are in front of the feed, carving something into what seems to be cork. by the position of the camera, which seems to be looking out in view of knees and arms, the communicator is probably dangling from a lanyard on his neck.

he has a little bit of trouble carving out one part of the rounded star design he's making--the design is on the table. he sighs finally, giving it a look over. when he finally does round off one of the tips, it goes soaring and ricohets off of the table and into the trash can. ]

... point. [ he smirks, though unseen. he takes the communicator from its position, probably to check the time or entries, and eyes the blinking red light.


Riku doesn't look to be well, either--he looks a little green, a little sick, under the weather. maybe that's why he's inside? ]

Anyone know if there's someone who can fix these? Mine keeps switching on whenever it wants since yesterday. [ when he, uh, dropped it. ]
| Two • Video |
23 August 2011 at 08:37 pm
[See Sora.

See Sora standing outside.

See Sora completely free of the chains and weights he was held down by for the previous two days.

See Sora smiling and singing a little song to himself. It basically goes: Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy. Happy, Happy, Joy.

Someone is free from their restraints and entirely and utterly happy about it.]

Guess what everyone? They finally let me out of there. So now I can go explore with everyone.

[Which is only one of the reasons why he's so happy/]

Hey, Riku, you're still gonna let me stay with you, right?

[Because he really is helpless without you.]
[Voice] Late night
14 August 2011 at 02:41 pm
[Akito can't sleep tonight. He's already woken up three times due to nightmares. Somehow his other hasn't picked up on them, so the light leaves him to rest, dragging a spare blanket out and settling on the couch, blanket wrapped around himself to keep warm.

After a moment he flicks on his communicator, quiet just in case someone's sleeping close enough to their own comm to be accidentally woken up by it]

What do you do when you can't sleep? [He's curious. Maybe there's something he can do to try and make himself sleep...the music isn't helping tonight]

((OOC: Action open to H/Alle))
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10 August 2011 at 08:57 pm
[The feed turns on quite suddenly, showing nothing more than a head of spiky born hair, staying still for a moment before being shook, the boys face coming in and out of focus, the bright blue of his eyes coming in and out of focus. It switches off a moment later, turning on the voice function instead, a frustrated voice speaking as it does so.]

-- this is worse than the computer in Hallow Bastion. Come on, just work. It shouldn't be this hard to make a phone ca--

[The feed shuts back off as he pressed another button, suddenly taking it back to video. His voice is heard once more, annoyed as ever.]

-- on. All I want to do is see if I can call Riku. Stop being so diff--

[And then suddenly there's nothing. Well, unless you're near by the lunch hall, then you'd see Sora furiously pressing buttons and scowling.

And then finally, he sets it back to video, sighing. The camera is only half focused on his face, however. Someone is not good with technology.]

Riku, if you can hear this, can you use this thing to call me back? Sorry for just running off like that. But I thought you were right behind me, honest. Until I looked behind me and you were gone.

Anyway! If you see this, call me back, okay? Or come find me. I'm at the mess hall... lunch place... where you eat thing. [So very intelligent Sora.]

Oh, and if anyone else can see this, I'm Sora. I'm new here, and can't wait to meet all of you!

[And then he's waving at the device, before finally finding the button and clicking it off.]
[Video] - Open~
09 August 2011 at 03:51 am
[Cue a small lord appearing on the feed. He's holding the communicator out and staring into it. His appearance is disheveled and his tie is clearly tied wrong. His eyepatch is practically falling off. He dressed himself this fine morning.

Also, he's pissed.]

Sebastian is not here. [There is no question about it. His butler isn't in the dome.] Your "system" has clearly glitched. Not only has my butler disappeared, but the day has advanced. What is the meaning of this? I want answers.

[There's a shift, and apparently he's crossed his legs. If you listen closely, you might hear the smallest of growls. He's hungry, but he's far too proud to say it. Not to mention his head is literally pounding... Great, his demon is missing, he's hungry and his head hurts. This is clearly an off day.]

08 August 2011 at 11:24 pm
[Ranka's gotten the message, the pamphlet and the basket. The snacks and everything in the basket remain untouched for now, and despite receiving the explanation, she's still pretty floored to say the least. After all, it's an underwater prison, and the last thing she knew, she was flying off into space with Brera and Ai-kun. This... clearly wasn't where she expected to end up.

Given a moment or two, she finally reaches up to the headset and turns it to what she hopes is video before taking a breath to speak. Anyone watching will see a rather nervous looking green haired girl.]

Um, excuse me, I know that this is... [She trails off, really unsure of what to say at first.]

What I mean to ask is that if all of this is real, what happens now? Do I just accept this? [The video feed catches her biting her lower lip and a flash of the koi pond in the background.]

Before I do anything, has anyone seen my pet, Ai-kun? He's green and sort of large, and he looks like a giant insect. If anyone finds him, please let me know. My name is Ranka. Ranka Lee.

[There's another pause before she adds:] Also, thank you for the basket.
[Accidental Video/Action if you want it // Public]
07 August 2011 at 08:58 pm
[The video begins almost completely dark, only a few slivers of light shining through as the sound of splashing water is heard. There's a quiet grunt as the darkness lifts--shown to be blue fingers covering the camera--and Kisame's head and shoulders come into view as he hoists himself up onto the observation deck. The view spins dizzyingly from his communicator tumbling away, knocked aside as he clambers up the rest of the way; he's soaking wet and dressed in nothing but a pair of swim trunks, hair hanging in dripping, drooping spikes around his face, but he looks quite pleased with himself in spite of the bedraggled state.

The camera is sprayed with water as he gives himself a brisk, dog-like shake, but even through the distortion, he can be seen--sideways though the view now is--drying his face and hands on a towel left near the rest of his clothes, and the massive bandage-wrapped length of his sword. (And yes, it is a sword, even if it doesn't look like one. It looks more like a club than anything else, topped off with a long skull-pommeled hilt. At a good six feet long and a foot or two wide, the weapon is probably larger and heavier than most people.) He scoots further away to bend over a paper--some sort of map, from the looks of it--and start drawing, expression set in concentration, muttering to himself on occasion and grabbing for a ruler.]

That ought to do it.....
04 August 2011 at 10:00 pm
[Unusually, the club has been overtaken by its littlest patrons. One (1) Anya Alstreim, Knight of Six, and one (1) Roxas, Keyblade wielding Nobody, have taken up residence at the bar counter, dangling feet and all.

Pushed to the side are empty bowls of ice cream and they may be drinking out of straws, but that's not abnormal, right?

Jade! I think Jade. You know what? Your idea of pouring peach schnapps over vanilla ice cream worked! It was really good. [his eyes are bright, and he holds up a shotglass]

And I just wanted to tell everyone that -- I really like everyone I've met here. Almost everyone. Especially the people who aren't from where I'm from. I just want you all to know that. Being a good friend is the best thing you could be.

...I guess... I could apologize to some people...
[another unsteady melancholy moment, and then -- he doesn't!] Nah -- I don't want to ruin it. I'm in a good mood.

[Anya nudges Roxas's elbow, her eyes wide and her face somewhat flushed. But her words are clear and even.] Check on Dagonet, too.

Oh -- and someone should go feed Dagonet. [a thoughtful beat] He's the cat.

((OOC: Forward dated to later in the evening! Anyone who tags will likely get double teamed, but if you want someone specific, just say so. We are amenable to all the things!))
[video | action | backdated to afternoon]
31 July 2011 at 03:20 pm
[The video flickers on and the screen reveals Tamaki sitting on one of the sofas in the shelter common room fiddling with a rose in one hand and looking as though he is in very deep thought. His face is serious for most of the time before he begins speaking, but after a good thirty seconds his expression changes to something between a smirk and a smile while he glances at the camera from the corner of his eye.]

In this world there are those who are blessed with beauty and grace, the greatest gifts God could have ever bestowed upon a living creature. [He raises the rose he'd been holding to his nose and takes a good long sniff before setting it down and turning his attention back to the camera.] I, for one, thank the heavens above everyday that I am one of those fortunate few in possession of such rewards. That is not the message that I have for you all today, however. You see, it is my belief that the duty of these people with such exquisite looks to bring joy to everyone around them in any way they can - a duty which I place before all other things in life.

[Another pause, this time so that he may close his eyes and imagine lines of women admiring him and men doing all that they can to be him. It is a wonderful fantasy and it makes him chuckle lightly.]

A Host Club is a club designed for the specific purpose of sharing this beauty and giving such joy to its visitors - in short it is the perfect setting for carrying out the heavy task of bringing all the happiness in the world to those less fortunate than us! For this reason I have made the decision to establish one here in this prison as some of you may already be aware! [Suddenly, his arms shoot off to the sides as if he were welcoming everyone to step into his arms for a great big hug.] I would like to invite all those who might be interested to join us and utilize your gifts to the best of your ability! I am certain that among all of you watching this today there are plenty who are worthy of the title of 'Host'!

[And as an after thought, Tamaki turns his face away from the camera, brings the rose up to his mouth and just mumbles the next few words. They aren't really something he's proud of.]

We will even accept Hosts of the female persuasion.
19 July 2011 at 12:31 pm
[ video cuts in on Riku in his room in the shelter, curled up on the edge of a sofa with quite a few books beside him. the light isn't on, but since there are various candles around with a dim glow, he can see--not that being in darkness would scare or hamper his sight, anyway. kid walks around with a blindfold and can see, after all. his knees are bent and his feet stay on the sofa. besides a sweatshirt with a hood, the bottom portion of his face is obscured with a yellow scarf. he doesn't seem bothered by all the clothes he wears. ]

Do any of you live alone, or with the friends you have here? [ he looks at the camera afterwards. he shifts, not really caring if his question sounded personal or childish. ] And if you live alone, do you like it?

[ private: to Roxas ]

Can I talk to you?

[ /private ]
[video] open/ backdated to evening
17 July 2011 at 07:31 pm
[Rarely does he ever bother with the video function on the communicator, except for special circumstances like these. When the feed clicks on, there he is lounging back against the headboard of his bed, shirt partially unbuttoned and a cigarette dangling in the edge of his mouth. Oh yes, and that cocky grin is also hard to miss. Taking the cigarette from his lips in one hand, he exhales and addresses the camera. And everyone in the dome as well, purposely failing at directing this privately.] My dear Miranda...

You left these behind. [Holding up her gloves, waving them back and forth.] You weren't around in the morning, so I thought I ought to remind you. You must've left in quite a hurry to forget them. [Don't you just love these implications? He's having a ball here. He drops them back to the bedside table.] Feel free to come get them anytime.
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16 July 2011 at 01:16 am
[It's late but Mushu is wiiiide awake. Why? Because after several days of sleeping in trees and in random patches of grass, Mushu has decided that he is going to find a bed fit for a Guardian! Well, an ex-Guardian. Problem is, he doesn't exactly know which houses and rooms are empty and which ones are occupied. The thought of a room having furniture as being occupied hasn't really hit him yet -- he's just going along the assumption that all rooms naturally come with furniture.

He'll just explore until he finds one he likes.

So he's slithering around, a thin red shape not too noticeable in the dark. Mushu kind of wishes Crickee were here. Nothing like a little henchman to get things going faster. And the cricket was a pretty handy lookout. But unfortunately, he is all by his lonesome and he's got to act according.

To his right is a building, rather unassuming in nature, with a window slightly ajar. Exhibit A. With considerable speed, he makes his way into the building, peering around for whatever might be inside....

misc ooc notes! )
[Action/Video| Open]
13 July 2011 at 01:36 am
[It's been a busy couple of days for Yosuke - much of it's had him ready to get away and clear his mind for a bit. Having found his go-to place, he's hanging out at the playground. Maybe you'll find him hanging upside down on the monkey bars, or maybe sitting on a swing. Wherever it is, he looks pretty relaxed, and if you know Yosuke at all, it's pretty obvious it's the most at ease he's been since he showed up in the dome.]

[He's not verbalizing the way the last few days have played out, obviously. With the first two weeks being nothing short of traumatizing, things are starting to settle down - and his conversation with Nakama the day before at his party has him thinking about a lot of things... most of them good.]

[The thought of Nakama's words crossing his mind serves as a reminder. He had something to say on the network! So he does just that, turning on the communicator and smiling brightly into it.]

Hey - uh. Nothing really exciting or important here. I just kind of... wanted to thank everyone who showed up to my, um... birthday party yesterday. You guys made it an awesome birthday, seriously. Seriously. It means a lot to me, hehe.

Sorry if it seems kind of lazy to do it this way, but it was all kind of a blur since it happened so fast.

Thanks again, guys!

[He winks into the camera, then shuts it off. He's totally making the best of this day, awwww yeah.]

[ooc: Action is completely open. Those who would've showed up to Yosuke's birthday are more than welcome to handwave it and we can assume they were there - you're also more than welcome to tag the post still, if you want! ♥]
[Action / Open] Midday to late afternoon, early evening
13 July 2011 at 02:37 pm
[Lind is not in the best of moods today. As much as he'd like to move on past what's been happening lately...it is really hard to pretend you're fine when you've suddenly lost your world, you know. Particularly when that person is right there, but there's nothing you can do to regain it.

He's already talked with his youngest brother about this, though he suspects it was more because Agito's not impressed with him worrying Akito about this. Despite that, the dark's left him with a new idea, and he's thinking on it while trying to keep appearances up. That's kind of hard to do though.

For the moment, he's resting on a bench in the park. The grass nearby has several dozen lines criss-crossing it where the ground's been torn up, scar marks from his AT. One leg is drawn to his chest, head resting against his knee. A break from the riding, and to think...]
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09 July 2011 at 10:32 pm
Criminal...? [ Xion has woken up at the beach / dolphin observation deck, but she isn't quite sure she understands. who is Acumen? is he related to Xemnas? what's an asylum, and what's an arcade? and this thing on her head... she seems to need it? this is beyond confusing. the ocean is pretty, but shouldn't she have returned to -- ? ] I don't think I'm supposed to be here. There's... something important that I have to do.

Hello? Can anyone hear me?
05 July 2011 at 07:15 pm
[ after throwing a tantrum over the fact that his powerz are not workign!!11!! sylar's now sulking all by himself on a park bench ]

I guess this is the part where I defend myself and scream obscenities at whoever will listen. [ oozing sarcasm ] Luckily enough for all of you, I don't feel like engaging in a pointless speech about how I'm innocent and how all of this is ridiculous. Blah. Blah. Blah.

[ flipping the pamphlet open and reading ] I'm here, aren't I? Might as well endure the long haul. [ he doesn't want to, no one can make him, if only his powers worked then he could wreck this entire dome apart -- ]

[ his eyes coast across the faq section, focusing suddenly. and then his mind blanks out and he completely forgets, if only for a moment, that he is in an underwater asylum with no chance to get at Peter and the other genetically gifted individuals ]

[ ...to restrain the powers of the convicted... ]

...Supernatural abilities? Do people even have those here?
05 July 2011 at 12:23 pm
Action; Early Morning )

Action; Mid-Morning )

[Voice; Late Morning]

[Fun with buttons! Not with any real intent but trying to figure out how the communicator works, Zoro turns it on in a fit of frustration. He's already screamed and yelled, and been lost for hours now. It's been to avail finding his crewmates... or even a way out. Just the walls of the dome. He's really not a happy camper right now. Lost, crewless, shipless, swordless... it's a bad combination for Zoro's mood. ]

...The hell does this thing work? Tch... couldn't just use a Den Den Mushi and be done with it?

[And as he realizes this thing is working, he mind goes into its one-track mode. If he's here, the rest of the crew must be too, right? Without even addressing who he's looking for. Good job, Zoro.]

Oi, oi! Where the hell did you all get lost to? Let's get movin'. I don't care what this stupid thing says, we've got things to do. Like get our crap and get the hell out of here.

[With that, the feed cuts.]

(ooc: Feel free to run into him at any of these points! Just specify the time and/or location in the subject!)
[ Video/Voice/Action | Open | Video Broadcast ]
04 July 2011 at 05:26 pm
I can’t take this injustice!

[ The video feed flickers on and presents all who watch with a young man. He’s in a bright, orange jumpsuit, facing the camera. Tears are streaming from his watery green eyes and staining his olive cheeks. He’s had to rub them for about five minutes to make them this red ]

I want to go home! I miss my family! It’s not fair! I was payin’ my debt to society or whatever! Look at me! I’m just gettin’ outta my community payback fer fuckssakes. I did my time!

Somebody help me! Kelly! Curtis! BARRYYYYY!

[ He’s making all sorts of noise, wheeling his arms dramatically. Until he remembers that he’s on the edge of a complex of flats. He settles a little, but he’s breathing harshly, gulping as if full of emotion. He’s desperately looking at the camera ]

Please. Send me back. Or I have nothing to live for.

I swear to God, I will jump off of this bloody roof and spray my gibblets all over your pristine walk, Acuwhotsit.

[ Despite his language, and his height, you should realize this is just a kid. A teenager. ]

(( OOC: Nathan is immortal and cannot technically die. He will still, however, jump off the building and spatter a little on the pavement IF he deems it necessary. Potential gore and trigger warnings.

If you'd rather, your character can find him 'dead' on the sidewalk on the way to the complex. He'll look like he's a proper fall victim and won't be breathing. ))
04 July 2011 at 02:35 pm
[ A C T I O N ]

[ So, taking a nice walk in the park? It's lovely, isn't it? Of course it is, the park is always so great. Nice green gardens, lovely displays, a little playground to play around in, a dead kid on a bench, fantastic scenery-- Wait, wait, wait, back up. ]

[ What dead kid? ]

[ On one of the park benches around, there is one (1) teenager lying upon it with his hands folded over his stomach, looking pretty peaceful. On closer inspection, he's actually breathing, so false alarm. However, should he really be sleeping out here? He's a new person in Marina since there's a welcome basket on the floor, by him. ]

[ Well, it looks like he's really happy and won't be waking up for another hour... Unless someone comes to bother him and wake him up from his sleep, but why would you even. ]

[ V I D E O - an hour and half later ]

[ In the fellow network of today, there is yet another newcomer into Marina. He doesn't seem all that rattled though, especially for one that has just shown up in an area that's deep underwater. It hasn't taken him long to figure out how to work this headset and he has a few questions to ask, which is why the video function is on, but for now... he seems rather more focused on the basket of food he has in his hands... ]

[ This said basket also seems very empty of all food... despite it being full just twenty minutes ago... ]

[ This "mysterious" person finishes eating from the packets of nuts and places the wrapper back into the basket. He looks down at it before picking it up. ]

Is that it?

[ These welcome baskets just aren't what he is used to anymore and nope, not going to ask about the prison...yet... ]
04 July 2011 at 02:33 pm
[Have some video this fine morning, Marina. The feed opens up with a young girl peering curiously at the camera, but she remains silent. She doesn't look distraught, nor is she crying, but the little angel wings on her back give the lightest of twitches (startled?) whenever a bot walks by her along the shelter.]

[Yes, the video is still just her staring at the camera and looking around silently. Is this thing broken? She stares straight at the camera and pushes some buttons now--]


[Sudden text!! Here she looks very surprised and repeats what she just did, slower this time as she tries to find the right letters.]

hello? anyone help maybe?
this thing asking and telling but i do not understand
where is home???