Alright, I'm stumped, and it's pretty hard to stump me. I get that I'm in prison and there's apparently no escape. If you crack the glass, all the water pours in and even if you manage to get out, the 168.327 times normal gravity will crush you flat. Clever. But this really doesn't look like a prison. I mean, what prison hands out gift baskets? Not exactly the most intimidating first gesture.

So my big question to my fellow "inmates" is: what exactly is going on here? How did they snatch me up and hold a trial that I don't even remember? I doubt they really care about justice, but why lie about me getting a trial?

[A sigh. This is really getting him nowhere.]

The point is that I'd appreciate information besides the info in the pamphlet. Thanks.

[Roy is out and about, walking through the park, and thinking of catching something to eat. But for now it's nice to just get some "sun" and be outdoors. He's been penned up inside planes and safehouses and doing Jason's bidding since they were at the resort, and it was a while before that in prison. It's nice to stretch his legs without worrying about getting attacked by supernatural monsters or wearing a restraint.]

Well, this has been an eventful morning.

Completely off-topic though, does anyone want to tell me about this Defense Force? Is it all Acumen-sponsored and all, or just a ragtag group of semi-superheroes? Inquiring minds want to know.

[Yes, he's already encountered the bots. And no, he doesn't care. In fact, he looks pretty cheerful.]


[private to Jason Todd]

So, Jaybird. I think there's a few things we need to talk about mano a mano, you know what I mean? Mostly because Kori is one of the topics, besides getting out and the bird population. Want to grab something to eat later?

[/private]


[OOC: I missed the kiss planning post due to being ill, so I'm opening this up for anyone who wants a whim kiss from Roy! He's actually pretty good at it, and he has nothing to lose and doesn't really care much. XD If you'd rather me tag a post of yours either on the comm or at the mingle, please leave a link in the OOC thread!]

[Tim (or Alvin to you, depending on how much you know him) is just walking around early in the morning, completely unaware of what the bots all around imply. Luckily for him he hasn't stumbled upon anybody yet, but that is surely going to change soon.

He's pretty new to this place and so far everything has been more pleasant than what he'd expect from a prison. He's got his new camera in hand, and he's taking pictures of everything that catches his attention before he heads to class. Colors, shadows, figures... he's a little out of practice with the camera so he thought he could learn to see things through it again would help before he got to the serious pics he promised for the newspaper.

Later, he'll put on his Robin costume and go around patrolling in the shadows. Crime never rest etc, not even in the prison. He has to do what he was taught to do, and that's protecting people.]


[[OOC: You can either stumble upon Tim taking pics, going to the school, walking around... ooor you can find Robin as he patrols. Tell me which one you want in the subject or on the message <3

I will also leave a thread down here for you to link me to an entry in case you'd rather have me comment to you. I'm open to anything, I swear, so don't be shy and get crazy.]]

[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!)

[ Video flickers on. First blocked by a fleshy pink palm, and then blacked out until the image adjusts. It's dark out and whoever's recording must be drunk, or freshly woken up on the curb of a multi-dimensional prison. The view swings away from the dark outline of a ball & chain to the front of a torn and bloody cardigan.

No guns. No swords. No hood. Not a single red-haired trouble maker in sight. ]

Really.

I hate Colorado.

[Good afternoon Marina! Should you check the network this fine day, you may see one Lind relaxing idly on the beach, propped up on an elbow and looking rather amused about something]

My, my...the weather is slowly letting up and the snow is gone. Surely this can only mean that a certain day is drawing near, hm? [He laughs a little] Ah, Valentine's Day...tis a special day, no? Makes you wonder just how many have their special one here. I'm almost jealous. [Only not really.

But there is a point to this post!] It is always sweet though when you find out that someone you know is in love. My dear little brother was always the cute one, but it's almost too adorable to watch~ And he even has a date! Young people grow up so fast.

Tsuna-kun~ Make sure you don't do anything too naughty to Akito now, mm? [A little wave as the post ends, Lind smiling away like a cheshire cat. Trolling older brother? Never~]


((OOC: This post is open to anything, including thread-jacks and what-not! Come help Lind embarrass Akito and Tsuna~))

Drug abuse? Drug abuse?

[There's an angry growl followed by a loud THUD as Gamzee gets up only to be stopped short by the chain attached to his ankle. Some moments of silence follow, punctured only by the occasional rattling of chain as the troll tugs on it.]

...Motherfuck.

[Then he's examining the communication device, having pulled it off his head. The viewer may be witness to his still bleeding face, clown paint a complete mess. He taps at the device with a finger as he tries to figure out how to use it.]

This how this shit's gonna go? Gonna lock this brother all up after everything?

[ The video opens up on a woman looking somewhere between frightened and angered. Definitely conflicted between the two. The only thing really keeping her sane right now is the fact that she woke up near the koi pond, and the last thing she wants to do is destroy such a pretty place she's found herself surrounded in.

Oh. And the threat of her powers being stripped. ]

Does this 'Acumen' possess the capabilities to strip a person of their basic genetics? [ She questions now, looking a little upset.

She sighs and the anger falters a bit into what almost looks like fear before it's gone. Coldness instead. ]

My imprisonment is a mistake. [ Not claiming innocence but...


She adds this a bit softer now. ]

Where is the sun?

[A video post engages and all that is immediately visible is Roy's face - and he looks somewhere between disgruntled and slightly amused, his red hair tousled and a little dirty, a wry smirk at the corner of his mouth.]

Okay, I get it. Roy's a jailbird. Again. Thanks universe, that's really funny.

[He sighs and shakes his head a little.]

I know the basic drill about jail and all, and I got the gist of the rules from the pamphlet and stuff. This place is even one heck of a lot better than the last hole I was in, but I still got a few questions. For example, official rules are one thing. What about the unofficial ones? Anyone want to fill me in on the taboos and all that before I run into them the hard way? Knowing my luck, first thing I'd do is piss off the resident big bad and get my butt beaten in again.

Anyone want to help a guy out?

[A pause, and he looks a bit rueful.]

And uh, yeah, as a side note, I know this is pretty freaking unlikely considering where I am and probably why, but are there any ways I could get a call to the outside world? Or home or whatever? I mean, it's not like I'm in a third world country this time, don't I get a phone call?