Don't you all think that Acumen would be a lot nicer if it were in love~?

[After watering her tree and having breakfast, Nakama sets out for the clothing store. She's managed to pull together decent outfits for the past couple of days, but there's no denying that her wardrobe is mostly jeans and plain t-shirts, and that just doesn't cut it for her anymore. As self-conscious and reluctant to stand out as she is, she just feels like a girl with a boyfriend should try a little harder.

It never occurs to her, of course, that Ushiro apparently had no problem with her dressing like that when he fell for her.

Anyway, she's there at the dress rack, flipping aimlessly through sundresses with a frown on her face. Why are so many of them tank-top style? She doesn't like showing that much skin...]

[Around noon - video intended to be both voice and private, double-fail.]

[Nakama accidentally hits the video button instead of voice, and when her face appears, it's badly bruised and cut. The worst of the bruising is around her eye and throat.]

Ushiro... could you feed Miko for me today? I dunno when I'll be home.

((ooc: all those who wanted to make over Nakama, step right up! Nena thread will be retconned to be last chronologically.))

[Allelujah's up early, the robot coming to remove his restraint early in the morning. He's heard the announcement - it's going to rain - but he doesn't mind. Rain isn't something he's really wandered in for a while.]

[He heads out of the Shelter, looking around at the streets. He starts walking - there's no way he's going to cover all of this area before breakfast, or even today, but he can get started.]

[[ooc; Allelujah is wandering all over! Just put the sector number in your header so I know where your character is running into him. :3]]

--I can't believe they're celebrating Holi. [He's kind of thrilled about it, and laughs.]

Holi is a festival of colors. I'm not sure if there's religious significance to it or not, other than that it's for spring, but in India people would throw colorful liquid or powder on passersby. And if you say to them, "Pardon me, but it's Holi," they're supposed to forgive you.

It's a lot of fun, if you can relax enough for it. If not... [sly] maybe you should stay indoors today?



((ooc: Respond to his voice post here! Otherwise this is an EVENT POST. Comment here if you want your character to get powdered, or if you want to lurk and throw brightly-colored water at other people, and other people will respond to your comment to oblige! Calling all pranksters, goofballs, and trolls!))

[Ammy is lying at the foot of the Guardian Sapling, so for a moment, the video shows a view of the flowers from below before a paw comes into view, and then the communicator is shoved right so she can see~]

Technology is so fidly. A question though...it came to mind a little while ago. How many of you come from worlds of magic? Or is yours one of technology? Or both, or neither? I'm curious~

[ her tone is gentler than usual, as she's trying quite hard not to offend anyone ]

People are seriously- seriously managing to leave this prison and no one's recording it. Really, I think that's silly

I'm volunteering myself to keep a record of it, and I really hope that people will report these disappearances. It's quite interesting, really.

[Zinda's sitting at a table in the shelter in uniform, her boots up on the table, looking particularly displeased.]

So, what's the deal with how many kids are here? I don't mind 'em of course, some of them seem pretty dang bright and all, but i can't help but feelin' like it's wrong. Like the robot runnin' this place don't have his head screwed on right.

If he has a head, I mean. Dang technology. [She rolls her eyes, and the feed cuts off. But you can find her there for a good part of the afternoon, doing nothing in particular.]

[ In the late afternoon, and stretching on until evening, the arcade has been taken over! Decorations have been hung, with a few tables set up with a pair of huge birthday cakes, other finger-foods, and drinks. Odds are, if you're close to Neil, you received an invitation to this party -- even if he has to come and drag you there, himself! (It would include friends of Lyle but, well, he kind of didn't talk to his brother about this. Whoops!)

For else that stops by, well... it will be hard to miss the ruckus, especially once guests arrive. Above the entryway to the bowling lanes a banner that simply reads:

♣ HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! ♣

It shouldn't be too hard to figure out why it's there, or who it's for, so come on in~ ]

(OOC: Here is a link to the invitations from yesterday! Party-crashers and guests welcome. Event style posting! Threads might be from either Lockon, with one closed thread as an exception.)

Hey -- hello? What is this? [she looks around, confused] I was right in the middle of something very important! [she picks up the pamphlet nearby, and starts to read is as quick as she can] This isn't a very good -- prison? But I just did this already! [unintelligible sound of OUTRAGE] And just who are you calling a threat to humanity!? [frantically reading the pamphlet as she speaks. not good not good.

this is. well. she snaps her attention back to the camera, eyes narrow] You can't keep me here! I've escaped from one of these before, y'know, and it was underground that time! [she sticks her tongue out. JUST YOU WAIT, ACUMEN, SHE'LL SHOW YOU.

well, maybe later. she's run out of steam. she screws the paper up and chucks the stupid thing behind her, before she sinks to the ground, head down to her knees and her hands tangled in her hair. defeated for the moment] ...I could really do with a hug right now.

[Just as evening starts to fall, one of the parks in Sector 4 has been festooned with streamers, bright lights in a variety of colors, a big upraised dais, tables of refreshments, and music. It looks like a perfectly normal party from the outside. Optional masks are provided in little bins beside the dais, but you're responsible for your own costumes...!



...And if you're dressed as a character, the moment you step onto the dais, you will believe yourself to have led that character's life for your whole life. This effect will last until "midnight", in this case Sunday, even if you leave the party.]

[Naoya's actually wearing his glasses! Or, well, a pair of reading glasses he found. He's sitting on his couch at home, looking a little bored.]

I have a question, Marina. Does the concept of a 'soul' exist in your world? If so, what counts as one, and what happens to them when they die? Do they go to a holding place until some judgement day, or are they stripped of memories and recycled into new bodies?

Just out of curiosity.

[He sits back on the couch, waiting for answers.]

I've never seen a place so fond of parties before. [ Lenalee is thumbing curiously through the costumes hung through the clothing store, and her topic is vaguely serious but her face still light ]

It does seem to like its little. "Surprises", doesn't it? [ she rolls a plastic crown between her fingers ] I suppose, considering its strange idea of criminals, it might as well be a strange prison.

[Hiling appears on the screen standing in the middle of a large room, there is music playing in the background and Rinoa can be seen nearby. She smiles as she makes her address.]

As most of you are aware, there is a ball to be held tomorrow, and I'm sure there are those who would like to get some practice in before then. Well, you're in luck. Today, dance class will be held in the studio with help from today's guest instructor, Rinoa Heartilly. We hope to see you all there!

((Reply to either Hiling or Rinoa's posts to partner with them, or thread amongst yourselves))

[ Video | Open ]
I want to thank everyone who showed up today's Sign Language class. I know we've lost a few students in the past few weeks, but I appreciate everyone's adjustments to their partners. I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to say this in the class, but... thank you all! [ She smiles, turning to look toward her handiwork. The scene behind her is that of the public bathing area, but things are... different. Candles are strewn about, incense has been set up, and tables piled high with wigs, make-up, and other beauty products are all lined against open spaces that are unoccupied by the baths themselves, or low stools.

Doesn't it just make you curious?

Here is where switches the privacy settings~ ]

( [ Filtered from: Diva, men ] )

( [ Private | Diva ] )

(ooc: Same as previous times~ Event-style tagging, threadjacking and mingling highly encouraged! || Party-crashers are welcome this time, thanks to Jeanne's lack of stealth -- but please try not to outnumber the actual guests? Thank you! ♥)

(ETA: I wanted to emphasize that action is encouraged, and you don't have to tell me (or Jeanne) before tagging in. Have fun!)

[Ciel is cranky today. Very cranky. Especially since he was woken up earlier than he wanted to wake up.]

This place is ridiculous. How can you all be so cheerful? [It's ridiculous.]

[When the camera comes on, it's not Joshua's face that's shown. Nope, nope, nope. In fact, all that anyone can see is a sleeping Yuuri Shibuya all curled up tight. Joshua, on the other hand, is giggling.]

I think he's gone a little too long without some teasing at his expense. Can't have him getting too used to being treated so kindly!~

[There's a hmmm while the video moves around a bit. It should be clear by now that yes, Joshua's on the other side looking down.]

Goodness I think he's out like a light!

[Another giggle.]

Young ones are so energetic. No wonder they pass out at inconvenient times.

Like when he should be more concerned with other things.

[Yes he is bored and has nothing better to do, if that also isn't clear. It's not like leaving is an option...]

[Here's a face that's been missing for a month a few days. The headset appears to have turned on when Jun dropped it, and he picks it up from a pile of musical notation papers.]

Aahhh, no, no, get back here...

[Headset and somewhat sheepish-looking Jun, get! Closer inspection will reveal he's not at his house, but near a certain place in Sector 3. With his violin. Because he is a dork.] Right, um, I guess it's showtime.

[And with that, he begins to play. Sadly, the mun can't write music, much less play it, so she must ask you to imagine a song with a fairly upbeat tempo, cheerful tones with just an underlying bittersweet melody. But that part's very subtle.

If one were to hear it, it'd probably be pretty good. Not Vivaldi or anything, but still pretty good.

Enjoy.]

[Hei had merely been passing by, but the sight of the empty playground made him pause. How often had he met Yin on a swing, talked to Huang as he read his paper on the merry-go-round, or had his quiet moment with Mao sitting at the top of the slide?

They had been… friends, in a way that Hei still struggled to accept with the wave of new 'memories.' That they had his back at all was to be expected; they were a team, but to go as far as they did…

Pushing an empty swing with a free hand, Hei frowned, testing out a word that felt odd to say out loud, but seemed far to familiar to let go...]

Yin

((ooc: Still trying to help Hei readjust to his canon update a few game days back. Feel free to note his melancholy/nostalgia binge. He's in Sector 4 here, but was traveling b/w Sectors 5 and 3 if you'd rather catch him in transit.)

[Hiling sits in a folding chair before the communicator with what some might recognize as the social dance classroom behind her. She does her best to sound professional.]

My name is Hiling Care, assistant dance instructor. As most of those who are interested are aware by now, the instructor for Social Dance, Ribbons Almark, is no longer available to teach the class, leaving me to take over in his place. I would gladly take up this position and continue the class, but I can not do it alone.

I am looking for a qualified individual to assist me. Anyone who is interested can contact me over video or in person at the classroom to discuss.

I have a question!

[Someone accidentally put a lot of liquid cold medicine in her tea. Sorry, Marina.]

What would someone do if they got a cavity? I'm not supposed to eat sweets [note that she never claimed not to eat sweets, but really, they'll make you fat and that's terrible] but sometimes it's hard to resist that last piece of cake. [caaaaake. where's cake? -- Midori, focus!]

But I'm not sure I want the robots putting things in my mouth, either.

[Video feed off.]



[Video feed on! Video feed on!]

I meant, like, dental things! [Flail!]