[Action | Open]
18 June 2012 at 11:33 pm
[After his moment at the kiosk Zelgadis finds a spot by the coffee shop and plops down. Not at a table, but on the ground, his back against one of the adjacent buildings. A small stuffed lion is set on the ground beside him with surprising care, given how he flounces himself down onto the concrete.]

[He touches a button on his comm, opens his mouth... but then clicks it off. And then he tries again, with no more success. Finally, he flips the comm off his head and onto the ground beside him, utterly disgusted with himself.]
[Action | Open] evening
14 June 2012 at 08:58 pm
[Conrad's eyes flicker when the dome lights go out, the passage of time having gone unnoticed until now. He has no concern for the time, nor how long he's been kneeling here. His eyes remain focused down into his lap, at the face gazing up at him, framed in wisps of windblown hair. His hand cradles delicate fingers, his careful fingertip tracing the curl of an index finger. The barest touch, slow enough to almost seem still.]

[The face holding his attention is porcelain-white, eyes dull and flat, flawed with tiny fissures. The hand, divorced from the body where it once belonged. Across his lap and spread around in a wide halo are crumbles of white stone -- the same stone that compose the face and hand. Interrupting the silence is a quiet sound. The slightest crackling, like the first drops of rain on an arid tundra.]

[She could easily be mistaken for a fallen statue, as if she were never flesh at all, but for the too-true sadness on the girl's sculpted face, the perfect molding of her hand against his.]

[These few bits of stone are all that remain of Diva. His Diva. And as soon as he moves they too will crumble to dust.]

[So here he will stay, for now. Until she breaks completely, he won't let her go.]


((OOC: Anyone on the DF would certainly have knowledge that Diva attacked someone and Saya was fighting her, if you want to have them show! Apologies in advance for Conrad's general unresponsiveness... ^^;;; ))
[action]
11 June 2012 at 10:39 pm
[ Wolfram, in his eternal quest to forever lurk around Sector 4 has encountered a pleasant surprise today: There are bunnies of all sizes and colors running all across the park!

This wan't entirely unexpected, given Sentience's morning announcement. Still, he wasn't expecting this much fluffy cuteness. Aw, he should have brought his painting tools with him! It would have been a wonderful opportunity to practice some live drawing.

Anyway. His lips curve up a bit as he cradles a little bunny in his arms, and as he holds it, the blonde instantly reminisces about home. His brother Gwendal would most certainly enjoy such en event; too bad he isn't be here to enjoy the cute sight with him. ]
001 ☀ Video | Action
10 June 2012 at 12:24 pm
O-ouchhhhh~

[Crackling is heard, like twigs and possible leaves snapping. It's dark, so although the screen is on, only the faint light of device illuminates the small circle around it, which is not enough to see well in the dark.

The girl herself slowly pushes up from the earthy floor - and bumps into one of the branches of a tree above her. There's another soft umpf, and then a groan.]


Nng, I don't remember falling asleep in the park at all.

[To top it all off, her ridiculously long hair is caught in the branches, now. H-Help. OTL]
.001 ☂ [Audio/Action]
04 June 2012 at 08:41 pm
[The feed turns on to the sound of someone snorting and then taking a deep breath. That is your only warning before the scream echoes and quite possibly leaves your ears ringing, if not out right deafens you. Whoops.]

VOOOII!

[He lets the scream echo for a moment before snorting again. His tone carries the sneer perfectly.]

Let's assume for a moment I'm willing to play along with this bag of unparalleled bullshit. So.

[A pause.]

Who else got themselves caught in this fucking mess? Because regardless of whether I'm guilty or not of what-the-fuck-ever nonsense this overeager computer insists I'm guilty of, I can name a good deal of idiots more deserving to be stuck here. And if I'm here and they're not, I'm calling bullshit on the concept of Justice as a whole.

[SNORT]

I was in the middle of something fucking important, goddamnit.

[And then the feed dies.]


[ACTION]

[Should your character investigate the scream, they might end up locating Squalo in the graveyard, perched atop a tombstone, with his gift basket on the ground by its side. Squalo himself is eating pretzels and browsing the network. Like a
Boss troll.]
[AAAAAND...MINGLE!]
22 May 2012 at 11:52 pm
[The warnings have already been given, but it's a little too late. The gas was invisible, untraceable to the normal senses. But someone might feel it. The changes in them if they had been close enough, breathed in too much. Too bad they probably wouldn't care after that either.

It's not such a big deal now, is it? Neither is holding back on all those things they keep to themselves, or refusing to do the things they remind themselves are bad or dangerous or against the rules. Who cares about rules anymore? Why not just do what they want? Why should they hide how they feel? Why should they keep hiding who they really are? Who came up with all of these silly unspoken rules anyway?

You do not feel a loss of control. To you, it's like being more in control than you've ever been. And choosing to just go with it. You only have one life to live! Regret, remorse and reservation are all just words to you for the day. Just...try not to die or kill anyone.]


{OOC: Mingle post for the event! Your threads can occur anywhere open to the public in the prison, or not-so-public if you're including a closed thread, too. Although, it is encouraged to make your own post if you're keeping it closed to one or a few individuals. If you think you would rather make your own post instead of tagging it onto this one, please feel free!}
[ video | action ]
22 May 2012 at 10:35 pm
[ Diva stretched, one arm above her head as she stared at the bay window across from her bed with a speculative look in her eye, as she hummed a question. ]

Is it nice out there? It's so stuffy in here...

[ It only took a second for Diva to ease across the floor, fingers trailing along the back of a white wicker chair before they tightened. In an explosion of movement, she turned, hurling the chair straight for the window, eyes flashing blue as she let go and laughing, laughing as the glass shattered into a hundred pieces and more, falling... ]

Ah, that's better. [ and she leaned forward, suddenly there by the window in a lurch of movement too fast for the eye to see. All that's left before the feed ends is the sight of red blood dripping from the glass, Diva's hand sliding along a sharp, ragged edge.

So bright, so sweet... She almost had a hunger for it. ]

[ restless, needy, Diva won't stay long in her broken rooms. She'll travel, finding refuge in the pavilion she'd long since claimed her own. Stumble upon her at your own risk. She may, or may not, treat you kindly... ]


((ooc: Nothing major will happen to your character without OOC permission first. She's just as likely to walk away as she is to do lasting, major harm.
[ video | action ]
14 May 2012 at 11:05 pm
[ Humming fills the device before the soft darkness of black strands shifts as Diva piles her hair on top of her head, letting it fall in a cascade down her bare back. She’s wearing a towel, but not much else and her lips are curled in sated bliss.

She loves the heat, the warmth of a bath against her skin.

Decadent.

Looking up from her quiet repose, she smiles, leaning in close to breath against the shimmering screen of her device. ]


Join me, if you dare. [ she giggled once and then shut off the screen, but not before it catches a glimpse of the towel dropping, of Diva stepping into the sauna, enshrouded in a cloud of steam.

Redolent. ]


((ooc: Someone's up a little early this morning or is it that she hasn't slept at all? Either way, the public bath house in sector 2 is all hers for the moment. Enter if you dare... ♥ ))
[Video | Action to housemates]
03 May 2012 at 07:25 pm
[Movement knocks the screen, the entire video shaking as it abruptly begins to record, everything a quick blur, the head piece hanging at awkward angle, as though half removed. Footsteps pound upon the ground, the hurried breathing of one out of breath coming in heavy pants

At last, he's cornered. Petite though she is, her aura is intimidating, drawn up so that despite her size, she seems to loom, a corner of her mouth curling into a wicked grin. Fangs visible her tongue flicks out to moisten soft lips. Predator and prey is clear, positions set as the boy stares at the long haired brunette from within his corner. The hungry gaze of the girl unwavering, it remains fixed on him, her foot drawing a step closer toward his person.]


You thought you could run, but you should have known better, Yuuri-kun. [Head tilting, each step forward echoes upon the tiled floor, one foot after the other, pace unhurried.] There's no escape for you now.

[He laughs nervously as he tries pushing back against the unyielding wall.]

Y-Yuuki, aren't you being too serious about this? You can't really be this hungry. ....Right?

[She doesn't seem to pause, however, undeterred.] The chase really worked up my appetite. [One hand gliding to his chest, she gently presses her slender fingers against him, the movement light while her other hand lifts to slowly wind around his neck.]

Once I sink my teeth in, I'm not letting go. So prepare yourself...

[OOC: Yuuki is the purple, while Yuuri is the blue.]
[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... ]
 
[Action | Open]
19 April 2012 at 08:43 pm
[Winter isn't over yet, it seems. Lacus pulls her shawl around her shoulders with one hand, using the other to balance her as she kneels in the grass. There's a small pile of dried leaves and uprooted weeds beside her. The memorial gardens are well managed but that hasn't stopped her from pruning a bit. It deserves to be tended even in this weather.]

[Perhaps she should make an addition in honor of Junius 7. She had intended for the church to be a place that symbolized peace, and honored the nearly quarter of a million of her countrymen who perished that day, and those from the other worlds she'd learned about as well. But now...]

[She reaches into the garden to gently pry out another weed with her bare hand.]
voice || open, private
17 April 2012 at 01:48 pm
You know...someone should go release all the bunnies from the pet cafe. I think that'd be pretty cool, especially if our next holiday might be Easter or something.

[voice || private to Wolfram]
[His voice lowers a bit, less amused, but more serious. He's at the apartment right now, seated on top of his bed and hugging a pillow close. He's kind of been stuck at home for the past couple of days along with his roomie...and he's been thinking about some things.]

Hey, Wolfie, how you feelin'?
[Action]
04 April 2012 at 04:43 pm
[It was a nice day and Ashura like the out doors. So why not go outside? He headed for the park, picking a fairly well flushed out tree to settle beneath and simply enjoy the warmth of the season. Soon enough he was drifting asleep.

But it was not a restful sleep.

Anyone who wanders by will see the scrunching of his brow, the tossing of his head, a minute sort of panic. His hands clench and unclench, muscles twitch, sweat falls down his face. He really should be woken up, but for whatever reason, the dream holds him captive.

A quiet, distressed sound leaves him. Hopefully, that catches the attention of any good samaritans nearby.]
[Action]
04 April 2012 at 02:49 pm
[Today is just another normal day in Marina for Zero. It's new inmate day, which for Zero means it's time to update his mental count and ensure that he knows just who in the facility he needs to be keeping a closer eye on. If there is anyone new that he needs to add to the list.

Currently the number is eight. Saya, Diva and Conrad. Damon. Himself and Yuuki. Angel. D--he thinks. Honestly, he's not positive on the last one which is frustrating for him. It's like being around Kaien Kurosu--but worse. One minute, he'd swear he was a vampire and the next--not. He's not used to having his instincts mangeled and unsure.

Still, Zero keeps an eye on him just in case.

Slowly, Zero makes his way through the dome from street to street. Sector to sector. If someone new has arrived today, Zero will know it by the end of the day. He might contact you, he might not. You might see him, you might not. He never reports his findings or outs anyone. If asked, he'd probably even tell you what he was doing if he thought it would be something you'd want to know. There is nothing covert about his mission, he's just checking in on everyone and making sure they are behaving themselves.

Identifying their companions.

The areas they prefer to hang out.

Checking for extreme routine changes if you've been there for a long time.

Information gathering. Patrolling.

Some might even call it stalking.

Zero just calls it, 'being thorough'.]


[ooc: Stalker!Zero can be found anywhere in the dome. By anyone. Feel free to have your character run across him or confront him if he's annoying you or your vampire friends. IF I MISSED ANYONE WHO WOULD BE CONSIDERED A VAMPIRE, please let me know. I'm not Zero. I'm still human and make mistakes.]
[video/action]
04 April 2012 at 02:02 pm
[today Sakura is at the park busying herself with the large drawing notepad in front of her. the large flowering tree in the park, planted by Amaterasu a while back, never fails to sooth her and has become one of her favorite places to be. she flips to a clean sheet of paper, rolling a crayon between her fingers in thought]

Ever since I came here I've seen all types of magic. How do you - practice your magic? Do you train? Or meditate? Kero-chan used to say that I should just leave that to time, but I want to improve now. [and it's not like she's really improving that much] And since he's not here, I wasn't sure who to ask... I know we're all from different places, but I'm sure magic exists in a lot of worlds.

[short pause] Oh, and cheerleading practice will start soon if the weather gets warmer. You can ask me about joining the team if you like.
[ Action | Closed ]
31 March 2012 at 07:54 pm
[ Wolfram is growing restless, moreso than he has been during the past few days-- a mix of uncertainty and impatience is taking over him. (It's mostly impatience, though.)

He's returning from the convenience store with a little plastic bag with sea salt ice cream bars and some snacks for Pluto. He could go to his apartment but if he goes there the impatience he's feeling will only grow. 

Instead he's going to sit by the beach, will unwrap one of the bars and will munch on it quietly while he waits for Axel to come home. ]
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{{ ooc: Placeholder post! }}
[Video|Open] Backdated to late afternoon
30 March 2012 at 09:08 pm
[Hello everyone, have a girl shifting back and forth in a very excited, but also nervous kind of way. She wraps her hand in her hand with a smile and waves with the other.]

Uh...hi! I know not everyone knows who I am, but my name is Rapunzel and I've been reading up a lot recently about things people do for fun with other people, because I love having parties, but I'm not really good at knowing what to do at parties--[she cuts herself off there with a sheepishly laugh]--yeah, so I got a few books and there was this one game that sounded really fun and I wanted to try it out with everyone. So...who would like to play a game of Truth or Dare? Like, right now!

The book said that someone asks "Truth or Dare?" and whoever's turn it is picks one or the other and the person who asked then asks a question for truth or gives a dare. You have to pick one or the other and whichever one you pick you have to do as best you can or you lose. And since we can talk to each other over the network we don't even have to be in the same room to play!

I mean...that is if you want to. You don't have to if you don't, but I just thought it could be a fun way to...well, have fun, and get to know each other, you know? [And as she stops her rambling she may be losing a bit of steam and becoming a bit more unsure. Maybe she should have thought this over a bit more before asking?] So if you want to play just say you're in and someone else can ask you "Truth or Dare." And uh...if you pick dare, you can just show it through the communicator, or meet each other face-to-face to complete the dare. Should be easy, right?

[a bit quiet she says under her breath] ...I think. Did all of that make sense? I hope that made sense. Maybe I should read the book again.

{OOC: THE RETURN OF TRUTH OR DARE EVERYONE. Just tag the post with "In!" or some way to let people know that your character is in on the game and others can tag them back as part of the game. Threads all start over the network, but can turn to action whenever you want. If you just want to respond to Rapunzel's video and not play the game, then tag the first thread at the top. For examples of how this could work, just check out this mock thread here.}
[ Action | Open ]
23 March 2012 at 10:04 am
[ Touma is attempting all the various games that can be played without having to make use of his broken right hand, the cast looking like it was freshly replaced and sitting in a sling, strapping it in an elevated position across his chest.

Perhaps the only thing more pathetic than watching a boy with bad luck trying to play games at the Arcade is watching said boy trying to play games one-handed. This does not stop him from trying! Because he has to do something with his time or he just might die of boredom.

Whether its the claw game, the shooting games, the driving simulators (automatic shifting only), or what-have-you, this is what he's going to be doing most of the day. Especially while it rains, because he didn't catch the morning announcement, or he would have brought his coat along to keep himself dry. That's just his luck... ]
[ 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~ ))
 
[Action | Open] Backdated
18 March 2012 at 02:09 pm
[He'd spent a good bit of the day watching it wherever he could. Windows, still water, mirrors, anything that would work. Currently, Conrad finds himself standing before the koi pond with a soft smile. The ocean would have been more fitting, but the very waves that made it so also made it a poor surface for a reflection.]

[His wish is simple enough. And though different each time, there's only one thing that matters: Yuuri. Seeing him smile in that unfettered way of his, not a worry to be had. This particular time they're in the dome still, throwing a baseball around and chatting easily, Wolfram off to the side with an easel and palate.]

[And Diva -- she's nowhere in the water's surface. But she is back at the tower, waiting for him. Just another moment and he'll go. He'll risk her punishment if he can have a few more glimpses of this.]