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07 June 2012 at 02:10 am
[Touma was feeling reflective today. Ryo was gone. He'd noticed the lack of their friend around the house, and went to investigate his room, finding it empty. He was pretty sure Seiji and Nasuti had noticed as well, but he'd been sort of avoiding them for a bit to collect his own thoughts and feelings on it before mentioning it to them, or at least discussing it with them.

It was an odd bittersweet feeling, really. Sad that he couldn't see his friend, but not so sad because Ryo wasn't stuck in the prison anymore. So confusing.

He'd buried himself in some books on penal systems from various worlds in the back corner of the library.]
[ action | open ]
06 June 2012 at 06:16 pm
earlier.
[ he hasn't been to the Devil's Compass before. when he first arrived in Marina, he was too busy settling in to pay much attention to it. then it burned down, and it wasn't really an option anymore. he hadn't really thought much about it since then--until this evening, that is. he wants a drink (more than one, actually), and he's been told that this is the most convenient place for it. it's been a while since he's been to an actual bar. in fact, he can probably count on one hand the number of times he's gone drinking in public. it's much easier just to buy beer and bring it home. but that isn't an option here, so down the stairs and into the bar it is.

Soubi is never very inclined to smiling, so his bad mood probably isn't immediately obvious. but 'bad mood' is putting it lightly. he's more down on himself than he's been in weeks--and that's saying something for a man who is almost constantly self-depreciating. typically he paints when he feels like this, but he couldn't even think about painting earlier. so of course, alcohol is the logical next step. ]


later.
[ an hour or two has passed already, and Soubi's been thinking as much as drinking--which is precisely what he hadn't wanted to do, but he has anyway. even drunk--because he is drunk by now, there's no doubt about it, that was the point--he can't stop thinking about the last argument he had, or how he doesn't deserve this or that. lips drawn and head tilted down, he nurses the dark beer he's had in hand for the last half-hour, wherein he's been doing much more thinking than drinking. he's a quiet drunk, thankfully, and doesn't seem much different than he normally is while he's just sitting there silently. but a little conversation is likely to reveal a bit of a change. he's contemplating getting up, though, leaving, going...somewhere, anywhere, but not back to the room he's been staying in. he can't go back there. he's not strong enough to actually face his problems. ]


[ ooc; backdated to day 169. feel free to meet up with him 'earlier' or 'later' or at any point in between--whatever fits best! ]
[ Closed to Housemates ]
03 June 2012 at 01:08 am
[ It's late, and Touma is half asleep in a recliner. He was waiting for Sasha to get off of her shift, but didn't think to do anything to entertain himself while he did so. Thinking only went so far, and it is exactly those thoughts that he wants to voice which are keeping him here.

The boy jolts awake when the front door shuts, sits up, and rubs at his eyes. ]
Erm... Sasha? Is that you? [ There are, after all, two possibilities. ]
[ video - closed | action - half-open ]
23 May 2012 at 10:05 pm
[video(/action?) - morning | closed]

[Tieria was released from the hospital that morning, and the first thing he did was make the promised call to Neil.]

Neil. Are you awake, yet?

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[action 1 - late-morning, midday | open in general, but thread with Revive closed]

[Tieria left the hospital feeling a little off, but mostly okay. There was also a bit of a lighter feeling. He really couldn't describe it, but he felt a bit looser, like things were all okay. He had Haro with him as he wandered, not really overly concerned just yet with figuring a lot of things out.]

==========

[action 2 - evening | open]

[Had a little fun, and now Tieria was experiencing his first drunken walk of shame back to his apartment. He had a pretty high tolerance, actually, thanks to his physiology, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been. But he was still feeling pretty off. He was having some difficulty keeping completely upright, and walking a straight line was out of the question. Judging by how many times he was stopping and berating himself, outloud, it was clearly frustrating him.

Haro wasn't being much help, either. He would bump Tieria from the side if the Meister strayed too far in one direction or the other off the walkway, but that was only resulting in Tieria scolding the little robot.]
[video/action] Beach Party!
23 May 2012 at 06:39 pm
[Michiru has been busy today. She had woken up with sudden urge to throw a party so she had spent most of the morning setting up her idea and finally she is ready to let people know about it.

As the video feed turns on, people will notice that a portion of the beach has been set up for a beach party including drinks, snacks, and appropriate beach games. And of course the teal-haired Senshi throwing the party]


Good afternoon, Marina. It seemed like today is as good a day as any to have a beach party. I have everything that I thought of for games and snacks, but if you can think of, feel free to bring it as well.

[And now for the fun part...]

And just to make it a little more fun, let's make it a clothing optional beach party. But please wait until you get to the beach for those who do not wish to join us.

See you here soon.

[And video feed out]

[ooc: Why yes, she did say clothing optional. Michiru's all set up at the beach and will stay for as long as there are people there or until the gas wears off which ever comes first. Create threads and tag amongst yourselves and above all, have fun!

If you want to respond to Michiru's video post or interact with her, there is a thread here. Otherwise, notifs are off]
video ☠ no inhibitions event
21 May 2012 at 10:04 pm
I wish people were nicer.

[Sougo sighs.]

It would be nice if people would understand why I was upset when I was rejected from the Defense Force. They said it was only for the time being, but it's the closest thing to police work in this place. I'm supposed to do police work. It was the path I chose, and my sister was always very encouraging and supportive of me, even when it meant leaving her behind by herself.

I have to do it for her. Everything that happened to her is because of me, and this is how I can make it up to her.

[He starts to speak softer and more quietly, starting to trail off.]

I guess I just thought you should know... Not that I think anyone is listening, because everyone hates me, but I don't have anyone to talk to, and people always say talking about things is a good thing to do. I think it's stupid, though, because it doesn't change anything, and it won't fix what I let happen to my sister...
[ private to friends | video ]
15 May 2012 at 08:45 pm
[Tieria set this up to a tight feed for a trusted group of people. (feel free to contact me if you're not sure, but it's pretty much CB people and a few of the people he's met here that he really trusts) Behind him, visible to the viewer, was a young cat, washing and looking disinterested.]

I have a favor to ask. I need to know if anyone is available tonight to check on Spot for me. I... have something I need to do.
Mood: melancholy
[ Mingle ]
04 May 2012 at 09:45 am
[Sector 4 is a beautiful, landscaped residential area of the dome, where you'll find many homes, as well as parks, a butterfly pavilion, and a beach with an observation deck for the dolphins! It might be a little chilly for a swim, since it's still winter, but there's plenty of things to do.]

[Maybe you're visiting a friend here, or want to get zen by the meditation waterfall, or sit by the koi pond, or admire the massive cherry blossom tree still in full bloom. Or maybe you're just passing through on your way to the coffee shop in Sector 5 or the arcade in Sector 3, and waiting for people to ambush you!]

[So what are you doing? Anytime of day, with anyone! Just put down your characters and tag around!]
[Voice/Private | Action/Closed]
27 April 2012 at 09:58 am
----- Voice: Private to Wolfram -----

[ Sasha did not mind the snow, and it only means that she has to break out her heavy cloak again. She had set out towards the Education Center to take a look at the looms that Sentience had brought in for her. She then recalls she promised to teach someone, and calls him up -- ]

Hello, Wolfram? It's Sasha-- do you have a moment?


----- Action: Closed to Kanon -----

[ Cheeks flushed from the slight cold, Sasha hangs up her cloak on the rack, places her gloves on the heater and steps out of her boots. Some tea sounds real good right about now -- or perhaps some hot creamy soup... ]
 
video
19 April 2012 at 09:33 pm
[Here is Sougo.

Watch as Sougo is slurping and stuffing his face with ramen. What a mess he's making!

And then he decides talking is a good idea.]


This is some shit. Finally got people from my world, but they're assholes. Why couldn't it be anyone good?

[Sluuuuurps more noodles.]

And then some asshole destroyed the one hangout that was actually decent.

[Sluuuuurps.]

Well whatever. Guess I shouldn't expect much from this shitty place anyway.
[action/ open]
19 April 2012 at 01:28 am
[He's not out of jail yet, but he did manage to talk Sentience into letting him out for a couple hours to work on his bar during the day. Since someone burned it the fuck down and it lay in ruins. He'll still be herded in at lunch and for the evenings, but for most of the day he'll be found at the former site of the bar The Devil's Compass. You know you want to talk to the caught psychopath torturer as he clears, cleans, tries to figure out how he's putting things back together.

Oh, his poor bar...]
[Voice|Action|Open] Backdated to early morning
18 April 2012 at 09:22 am
[It's early, but that is just as it should be. It is not as if he slept during the night. He no longer has need for it.]

[Voice]

There will be an exam today for those attending the physical defense course. Bring a blunt weapon of your choice from the recreational center or one will be selected for you. [he pauses for a moment, thoughtful] Perhaps it should have been mentioned before today, but if you are not prepared as you are now, you would not have been any more prepared with advanced warning.

This is a prompt opportunity to observe for those who are interested in taking the course.

Let us assess what you have learned )

{OOC: Please remember to label your threads Before, During, or After and make it clear if you character is just observing the class. You decide whether your character has passed the exam or not and which role they take as the attacker or defender. Mingling with other students is highly encouraged. Volunteer demonstrators are more than welcome.}
[video]
17 April 2012 at 03:11 pm
[Nasuti makes her way to the library to return a few books and pick up a few more. It's still a few good hours before dark, so she settles into a dark corner of the library and turns on her feed, a stack of books towering on each side of her, framing the desk.]

I figured I've waited long enough to get this started, especially with all the changes that've been going on.

I'm going to start up a book club for any of you bibliophiles out there. I think it's a great opportunity for a bit of escapism, intellectual stimulation, and getting to know more about each other!

Consider this the sign-up! As soon as I get enough people (at least six?) and their availability, we'll get started!

[ooc: For ease, feel free to use this form as a guide for what information Nasuti would want in order to organize a book club. It's ooc for organizational purposes, to avoid any confusion.]
[MAIL POST | Day 162]
13 April 2012 at 06:31 pm
    LETTER RECIPIENTS
  • Rapunzel: a letter from Snowman.
  • Anew Returner: a postcard from Hiling Care.

[Today's mail route is a little bit... different.]

[Probably largely because the mail lady is a lot bit different today. It still appears to be PM, though at first glance it may not be easy to tell--what with her sudden sparkledog canine appearance.]

[Despite that, she is going about her business as though nothing is unusual. In a uniform with appropriate holes cut for her wings and ears. A few feet off the ground. And occasionally flickering green. Perfectly normal.]

[... PM will take the magical dog-face-making ring off once she's sure that Noir has gotten the message.]

[Click here for pen pal signups. Mail submissions for Day 163 go here!]
[Gamewide Mingle: Thanksgiving]
07 April 2012 at 08:25 pm
[At the entrance to Sector 5, several very long tables have been set up outside. Low light is provided by street lamps hung up just for the occasion, a cozy dining room in the middle of the street. There's turkey, mashed potatoes, candied yams, cranberry sauce, and many, many other Thanksgiving favorites. A warm, printed message at the center of the table asks:

In the tradition of the holiday known as Thanksgiving, please feel free to enjoy this meal and think about all the things over the last year for which you are most grateful.


Come one, come all! Food covers the tables, enough for the prison's entire population, courtesy of the bots. Have a nice big dinner with your fellow inmates, and get your CR on!]
[action ~ open] backdated to midday
05 April 2012 at 06:27 pm
[Sector 4, Meditation Waterfall]

[Standing on one of the stones in front of the waterfall with crossed arms, Kanon can be seen meditating, as if he were asleep at first sight since he's motionless. But if you get closer, a tiny golden aura is surrounding his frame. Despite his reduced power, it has an aggressive sensation.

The Saint wants to see how far his Cosmo can reach its limit. Little by little, taking his time. He may end quite exhausted, though he's used to hard work.

After all, manipulating a God and leading his subjects is enough proof.]
[ The 161st Day ]
02 April 2012 at 07:06 pm
Good morning, everyone! Today is the 161st day of the third generation, and new inmates will be arriving in the facility throughout the day. This is the last batch that was overseen by Acumen, and then I will be engaging in policy review for incoming entrants.

It turns out that today there a statistically significant number of universes celebrating Thanksgiving. It's funny how holidays sneak up on you while you're distracted... It's out of season, but I suppose that's inevitable.

Tonight there will be a banquet in the shelter to celebrate. I encourage everyone to think of things they are thankful for, and -- take an evening to relax, I suppose.



((OOC: A mingle will go up over the weekend, and restrained people will be allowed to join in. This post will be edited with requests later, and I will be backtagging Sentience's last post or so. Apologies for slowness!!))
[ Action | Library | Open ]
21 March 2012 at 11:17 pm
[ The weather offered a semblance of peace after the events of the last few days, and the pitter-patter of the rain against the window is very relaxing.

What better than to spend it at the library in the company of tomes? Sasha makes herself comfortable in a corner, seemingly building a small fortress around her as she samples several books, all of varying topics.

You will get a smile if she sees you approach, or even help you reach or look for a book. She knows her way around the library enough~ ]


(( OOC: Off hiatus, and here be Sasha chillin' at the library. Feel free to imagine her random choice of books and question/comment on/mock her about them, read with her, or even ask her to read to you~ ))
 
[Voice]
21 March 2012 at 12:54 pm
[Oh look, it's the rare and elusive Mr Hasn't Officially Made A Network Post Since Arriving.]

It's a bit late, I know, but when giving thanks for a good time one is never tardy, isn't that so? [The delay mostly being caused by Puck having spent a good deal of the last two days asleep.] You throw a great party, o new overlord. I suppose thanks go to Acumen too, wherever "he's" stored away now. No need to respond, by the way; I just wanted to get that out there.

But speaking of not responding... question~: Who is up for a little story-telling time? I'll start: "Once upon a time, in a world both near and far, there was a castle as pitch-black [there's just the slightest stress on that previous word; barely even there] as the darkest night..." Then you continue the story! Come one, come all; no need to be shy.

[Look how considerately vague he's being just to spare the frailer inmates from the horrible truth. ...The other option being that Puck just enjoys turning even the task of information gathering into a game. Not enough detailsss to stalk in Sentience's post.]

And if that premise doesn't speak to you, feel free to start your own, or even share a whole story. I might even tell one myself in exchange~
[accidental video | action]
20 March 2012 at 12:46 pm
[Somewhere people work out there is a man. A man working out. He chose his location well. He is shirtless and possibly glistening. It's a thing that happens. You can't control glistening. Thousands of people may be afflicted with glistening and you'd never know. At least not until their curious dog, Salty, decided the communication device was a chew toy and managed to hit one of the buttons.

Have a torso, Marina. There's an interesting tattoo on it and everything. And since this torso is working out you can see muscles flexing. Do you like the view?

How about now with a GIANT tongue coming right at you followed by dog slobber?]