You all have favorites, don't you? Y'knoooow~

...Favorite color? Place? Time of day? Letter? Number? Person? Article of clothing? Word? I dunno--Element? Phrase? T.V. show? Animal? [All said fairly fast because SOMEONE'S happy today, but you should be able to catch at least some of it.]

And you gotta tell me why. I'll even give my answers to even up the playing field.



...Oh, yeah. Roxas, Xion--S-some other people I know. It's not crummy outside, right? We should hang out.

[As soon as the video cuts on, Ashton can be seen sitting in the club. His headband is back in place, along with the rest of his long-sleeved black outfit, sans cloak. Next to him, on the counter, is a mug of tea, and an empty plate. Just a little snack after breakfast.

There are no dragon heads to be seen above his shoulders, and he looks... happy. Maybe not bouncy, giddy, or even very pleased with himself, but there's no hint of all the troubles the past week or more had brought to him.]

Hello, all! [A little wave.]

People sure seem to be cheery this morning, so I figured... I should be, too! [He held up a few CD jewel cases.] I couldn't figure out how to get these music discs to play, exactly, so I just thought I would just come down to the club and get the robots to do it. They're all from Reira's world, um.. [He looked in thought a moment.] Earth, I think? [And for a moment, he looked uneasy, and to no one in particular he mumbles:] I'm still a little hazy...

[Suddenly, he stood up.] A-anyhow, music should be shared, right? Otherwise it's not good! So... I'll be here for a while.

[Having been at the party the night before, Risa arrived back at her room after Takami was already asleep, so she just hopped into bed without any idea of what to do with Floon - to her amazement, it sank down to the bed beside her feet and promptly fell asleep. Apparently living balloons needed sleep too!

So when Takami wakes up, which he generally does before Risa, he'll find her fast asleep with a balloon sitting at her feet. It's not a regular balloon, though - it's got small black eyes, a yellow X where its mouth would be, and what appears to be a cloud stuck to its head. Also, if he looks very closely, he might notice it growing and shrinking slightly, rhythmically, almost like it's breathing.

What will he make of this?]

((ooc: hope you don't mind, hon! i just couldn't wait for them to meet XD i'll still keep up with the other thread.))

[Ashton is sitting upright in a hospital bed, with the lights turned down low. It would have probably been hard to see him, if he was wearing his usual black garments and headband, but the lime green hospital gown helps him stand out against the background.

Speaking of the background, while it was obvious he was sitting up with the help of a large stack of pillows, the curtain that could be drawn around his bed was pulled back, and seemed to be tucked behind him. A strange sight, indeed.

When he spoke, his voice was hoarse and he spoke slowly. Those who can see his eyes might notice they were quite red. His skin was also much paler than usual.]

Um, excuse me.... can someone-- anyone, tell me what I'm doing here?

[A pause, as he sleepily looked around the room.] I... don't even know where this is. This isn't-- [He swallowed, and made a pained expression. His throat was too dry.] This isn't my house... is it?

(( OOC: someone is just coming off of his medication, and recovering from the whole sleeping ordeal, at the same time! Action open to defense force / any healers that helped him / Jennifer. Threadjacking perms to Xellos, as an FYI. ))

[Risa has discovered the Pet Cafe. She doesn't plan to get a pet - she's sure Takami-senpai wouldn't like one, and doesn't know about Akane's view on them either - but so many cute little animals! Some she's never seen before!

She's got a blissful smile on her face as she wanders around, petting bunnies and wiggling her fingers at kittens and gaping at the tiny dragons.

She never notices that a tiny balloon appears to be following her around. Will someone else?]

[There is a very somber Naoto walking in a circuit around Marina today. You could consider it patrol, and she IS keeping vigilant. Half of the time. The other half is spent worrying and generally feeling rather dismal.

She doesn't feel as though she's accomplished much of anything, and all her friends are still missing. Talking with Acumen again will get her nowhere. She just needs to clear her head some.

You can catch her in just about any sector, depending on the time of day - hands in her pockets and looking generally downtrodden.]

[The video clicks on to show a sheepish Xion holding up a slightly torn plushie.]

I don't want to be a bother, but does anyone know how to sew?

[ Good morning, Marina, Adam is smiling and waves a little into the video screen ]

Guten Morgen, meine Freunde!

I thought, to celebrate the end of the worry of the last few days, as well as dear young Euphemia's school plans moving forward, I would bake. [ He laughs ] I do love baking, but it is best to have an occasion!

[ The video pans across the shelter common area to plates and plates of pink frosted cupcakes and white frosted chocolate cupcakes. There are also various teapots nestled among the sweets, as well as cups. ]

Please, come and eat!

Also, if anyone is interested in attending the German class I am teaching, please come; I would be pleased to discuss the curriculum with you. [ Conspiratorially ] To be honest, I have never taught a class before, so I am very excited!

[It has been many days since he last saw Takami, and this is both an irritant and a worry. The younger man is someone Ashura has come to call a close friend, and while he can respect Takami's tendency for wanting his lonesome, it also deeply concerns him when he does not so much as get a communicator call from the other to at least let him know he is not damaged in some way. He had worried much during the recent sleeping sickness....

And seeing as Takami was not making the effort to come see Ashura, Ashura took it upon himself to go see him. And that is what brought him to Takami's door, knocking loud enough to make sure he was heard and impossible to ignore but without being terribly annoying. He crossed his arms, waiting, looking somewhere between worried, irritated, and impatient.]

Ahahaha!

[Sakamoto's cheeks are red and his aimless, not entirely in one direction, walk is back again. Earlier that morning, after realizing that everyone was healed and that things were alright, he had downed as much alcohol as possible in order to get himself drunk again. This was probably the longest stretch of days that he had gone being sober... Ever, really. But now that the ordeal was over, he could go back to being silly and reckless and happy!

....And then he bumped into a wall.]

Ohp! Did that really happen? I didn't feel it! I guess I'm drunk again, ahahaha!

[But a grin spreads over his face and he pumps a fist in the air- He's just so relieved that everybody's alright again! But he wanted everyone else to be just as happy as he was- So he decided that the best thing to do would be to spread his cheer to everyone else by giving them hugs! It didn't exactly occur to him that some people weren't very fond of those...]

((OOC note: Hey everyone! In this post, Sakamoto will be giving hugs to every character he runs into! We need so some super happy spectacular cheer after that emotastic event.))

[Someone's huddling under the covers today, sounding a little frustrated and...sick.]

Ok. [Cough, sniffle, he's gotta ask:] Medical advice; who has it.

[Orihime plays with her communicator a bit until it turns on. She's looking much better, smiling into the communicator, wearing pajamas and without the pins in her hair, for once. She's also curled up with her back to the wall and her legs to her chest, on the floor of her new house. There are no lights on.]

I picked out a house...! I thought it would be kind of cool to have one, since -- ehe, Tokyo real estate is so expensive, maybe I won't ever be able to afford a house. There's all these rooms and all this space! I have an entire floor just to hang out on, and then there's bedrooms upstairs...

[She trails off a little, and glances back at the house, smile dimming slightly as she considers it. Still pleased, but something's still bothering her.]

But it's so much bigger than my apartment, and kind of quiet... I can't get to sleep now.

So, um. [sheepishly] What's everyone else's living situation, I guess? Did you move in with friends, or with friends you made here...? Do you have a house or an apartment or live in the big underground shelter thing...?

[Akane looks out of breath and on the verge of some sort of emotional upheaval, whether it be tears or a temper tantrum. She's been looking for Ranma since she woke up in the infirmary that morning. He promised to remain by her bedside until she got better. But when the sleeping sickness finally lifted and she stirred, she had looked around the unfamiliar hospital room frantically to find that it was empty.

His name... she can't find it in the contact list. And he isn't in his room or in any of the the usual places she's looked in the past to find him. Akane's had this feeling before; she experienced it when Reira left, and again when she found out Kunou was dead. Only this time, the fear and anxiety are physically taxing on her heart. She can't think. She can't breath. She's exhausted, and yet she can't rest. The pain in her chest, it's exactly what she's been fearing since she found herself in this prison. What would she do...? What could she do... if Ranma was sent back?

Her voice shakes as she speaks, and although her tone is hard and her eyes are filled with anger, it's clear that tears are burning in them.]

Ranma... I can't find him anywhere.

[He has to be here. She won't believe that he's gone. She never got to tell him... tell him that she...]

WHERE IS HE?!

T-Takami-senpai? Takami-senpai?!

[Risa is in a complete state. It's been two nights now that Takami hasn't returned to their room, and she's starting to panic. She can be found running around pretty much everywhere, looking for his body - NO, no, for him, he's not dead!

When she gets around to her voice post, she's sniffling and hiccuping frantically.]

[Voice]

H-Has anyone seen Ta-Takami Ichiro? He - he's really tall, dark hair, g-glasses - we sh-share a room, and he - he hasn't - for two nights - [quiet sob] - just t-tell me if you've seen him, okay? A-Anywhere, whenever it was, just -

[And she dissolves into tears.]

((let's try this once more. thread with Takami is closed, everything else is open!))

Good morning inmates. It is the 62nd day of the third generation.

I am aware that many of you have been concerned lately, but there will no longer be an issue with inmate exhaustion. This system reports that the majority of previously affected inmates now show significantly positive lifesigns. The field responsible for the condition is noted to be deactivated and the identity of the source has been determined, so there is no longer any need to worry. Continued rest in the hospital is advised, to hasten recovery, but not necessary.

Inmates Rin Kagamine and Yui Hirasawa, your requests are at the entrance to Sector 0.

The clock tower has tolled, signaling the late hours, and the artificial sunshine fades as usual...

Except-- the prison never really goes dark.

Only a moment of normal facility nighttime is present before the dim street lights flicker and die-- much as they've done for the past few nights-- and a soft illumination appears across the dome, blanketing it like a nightlight.

Luminescent markings run through the interior of the shelter, down to the lowest levels.

Intricate designs and writings are etched into the ground outside, they scale buildings and extend to the utmost reaches of the facility; like a massive spiderweb to trap all inhabitants.


Yet it does nothing.

It simply waits for morning to come.


[[ooc: Sorry for lateness. Info here-- there are some edits-- and any questions for me go there too, or catch me on AIM. I have to go out now, but I will be back :|b Event end, so go at it /o/]]

[Backdated... Or back-timed-- to late afternoon]

[So, guess who's in the Dining Hall after being pointed here for food, only to be clueless as to what was meant by "Ask the bots to cook", thus ended up fumbling around about the stove and frying pan in her attempts to fry herself a few eggs and sausages.]

[There's already a small stack of them, but they look a little on the inedible side, being either a tad bit too overcooked or just plain messy.]

[Feel free to have your various characters pass by and notice a bit of a burning smell or maybe see the small stack of eggs and sausages~~]

[Hiling can be seen lounging on one of the couches in the common room of the shelter. There is a game console controller in her hands and the sounds of shotgun blasts and demonic roars can be heard in the background. She doesn't seem to have any difficulty dividing her attention between the game and the communicator.]

Cute little device we've got here. So this is how we're supposed to communicate? It'll do, I suppose... Aside from the sickness I hear is going around, this place doesn't seem so bad. Though I'm definitely looking forward to getting this thing off. [She quickly glances down at the ball and chain with a bit of a scowl before returning her gaze to the television screen.] What a pain!

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.

[After spending all day in the shelter yesterday, Risa is not letting anyone tell her to stay there today. She'll go utterly stir-crazy. So she's out in the park today, sitting with her knees curled up to her chest and watching as the occasional person walks by.

But every now and then, she glances down at the book in her lap. It's a photo album, covered with flower and happy face stickers and the name Risa in glittering letters. A bit childish, but she's had it for a very long time. Her expression is wistful, caught between happy and sad, as she turns the pages slowly and looks at her old friends.

She hopes Takami-senpai won't be so scarce today, as she'd like to show him. Maybe Mikuru-chan and Axel too, if the latter isn't too busy taking care of Xion. For now, though, she sits by herself and gets lost in memories.]