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06 September 2011 at 01:46 pm
[Good morning, Marina! Here is that friendly, harmless looking gentleman from just the other day again. Long, prematurely white hair, traditional Japanese clothing that looks a little big on his spare frame, genial smile and cheerful tone of voice. How could anyone find him guilty of anything?]

It appears as though Acumen has decided to make my stay here permanent. I now find myself properly arrested, tried and sentenced. Or rather, unfairly arrested, tried and sentenced, as any crimes I may legitimately have committed have already been judged by those with the authority to do so.

Ah well. I suppose there's nothing for it at the moment but to become accustomed to the settings and see what might be done going into the future. Oh, look at this! "Public drunkenness". My, my. Our jailor is rather enthusiastic about its job, isn't it?

I wouldn't be at all surprised if my replacement finds himself arrested as well. I'll be amazed if Kyouraku doesn't have him getting into trouble in less than two weeks.
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06 September 2011 at 12:21 am
[He's in mid-sentence as the feed cuts in, looking a little harassed after an ice cold rejection from a bot. Baby come back.]

--o need to get so testy. I was only offering-

[And then his attention is on the recording, and his look of bland annoyance at the rejected proposal is replaced with an infectiously jovial grin.]

Morning, folks. Captain Jack Harkness. I was wondering if any of you had a minute to help me out. I seem to be all tied up. And it's not in the good way- I mean there's literally a ball chained to my foot. Obviously there's been a mistake, so why don't we just get this sorted out?

Then we can talk about all of the 'arrested by robots, to be held indefinitely, for crimes committed in the past and maybe even in the future' nonsense.
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05 September 2011 at 10:02 pm
[when she didn't see Nakama and Ushiro at breakfast, she searched their rooms and turned up nothing. a little while later, she's confident that they're no longer here]

[...so it's time for pie, of course. specifically, peach pie with bananas baked into it. the work makes her feel a little bit better. she's in the kitchen of her house now, pulling it out of the oven and enjoying the rich smell. happily, into the communicator]



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Kanji-kun! Do you still want to try peach banana pie? I just finished making some and I think they came out perfectly this time.

[and then, more thoughtfully]

I wonder if everyone is as excited about the prom as I am. I love any opportunity to get dressed up, of course, but there's something special about a prom! I know it's just a party, but it's also a very important part of youth, like a rite of passing! It just wouldn't be right to go to school without ever having a prom. I'm so excited. Does anyone have any plans? Or -- dates?

[a beat] ...Nakama-san and Ushiro-kun won't be there, though. In -- in case anyone would be looking for them. [she knows Nakama especially was responsible for tomorrow's day shift on dispatch]
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20 August 2011 at 12:11 am
Looks like ol' Raven's hit it big tonight. Got swarms a'beautiful women just itchin' to see what a real man's all about.

[Starting to get a little red-faced from being overwhelmed by all you gorgeous gals.]

Well- I ain't gonna keep ya any longer! The Great Raven is available for all your cuddlin', ladies! Don't be shy, now!


[ooc | ................yup.]
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19 August 2011 at 12:13 pm
[A somewhat scruffy-looking man in a wild Hawaiian shirt and white lab coat is standing on the beach with his hands cupped around his mouth to help carry the sound of his shouting. He seems to be completely oblivious to anyone or anything around him, and if the people who see him think he's crazy, well, they can hardly be blamed considering the spectacle he's making of himself.]

Iiiiichiiiiiiigoooo!!! How could you do this to your loving father?! Is it because I ambushed you when you woke up this morning? Who's going to support our family if you ship me off to an underwater resort when I'm not looking? Think of your sisters! They can't run the clinic by themselves and you're hopeless with people!

[Of course, Isshin knows this isn't Ichigo's fault, but he's gotten used to pretending to be a completely bonkers doctor and father, and he has no idea how much whomever's responsible for his abduction knows. More than he'd like, probably, considering his shinigami abilities feel more limited than usual.]
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17 August 2011 at 10:55 am
Prison? Ri~ght...

[Proclaiming in his proclaiming voice.] If it's a crime to be as understanding and giving as I am to women, [Holds his wrists out] then lock me up and throw away the key! [Proclaiming voice over.] But really I have a thing to be at later, so can we wrap this up?

[He brushes nonexistent lint off his suit. This is just to draw your eye to how good his suit looks. You'll notice he's at the club. Bars are Barney's natural habitat after all.]
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16 August 2011 at 08:29 pm
[The gentleman on screen certainly doesn't look like someone who would be arrested under any penal code whatsoever, let alone like he could possibly be a threat to others. Though he's tall, he also appears quite frail, being rather thin and having prematurely white hair. He's also smiling, of all things. Who gets kidnapped to a prison they've never heard of before and smiles?]

Well. It's a lovely setting at least, isn't it? Though I am rather worried about the paperwork that's going to build up in my absence. I was already behind, and now this.
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16 August 2011 at 05:37 pm
[Video turns on to display the face of one very grimy, weather-worn, and angry young woman.]

Dr. Stanislaus Braun, if this is you being a sick fucker, I will find a way to kill you.

...and if this is aliens again, so help me, I'll crash the whole fucking ship myself.
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16 August 2011 at 03:51 pm
[Ion read the welcome message and even listened to some of the information. And then he figured out how to turn on the communicator. The boy you will be seeing might be familiar to some of you...but at the same time...something about the way he's dancing and grinning will probably strike all who knew this boy's replica as odd.

He's laughing so hard.]


Hey! Hey, this place... This place doesn't have the score! ...This place is...it's completely free! Ahaha...! How delightful! [Giggle.] It's great!
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16 August 2011 at 03:39 pm
[After the cake fight, Gilbert thoroughly retreated to his room. He spent a while thinking, then decided he needed to figure out who all was here. So he turns on the video, then pauses for a moment... He might not know everybody so he should say something that most people from his world would know about.]

How many people here are in association with the Abyss or Pandora?

[Private to Oz Vessalius]

I need to talk to you, Oz.
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16 August 2011 at 12:06 am
[There is a not very happy Guardian in the dome. Appropriately enough she is over by the beach where she awoke this morning. She is rather nicely dressed. Even though her demeanor is pleasant, it is quite obvious she isn't thrilled to be here]

If this is someone's idea of a joke, it's not a very good one. I appreciate the location, but this is not amusing. I want to know where Haruka is and where my daughter is.
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08 August 2011 at 08:24 pm
[The video switches on to show a grumpy and disdainful looking cat yawning as he stretches out, taking his time. He looks annoyed by the restraint, tail swishing back and forth abruptly. The bell on his strange collar chimes and it's a strangely resonating sound.]

Well, isn't this unexpected. If this is a prison, not only is the timing terrible but I would have thought that my collar would have been removed if I'm going to be restrained. I don't suppose anyone could oblige?

[He tucks his tail in close, looking bored now if not a bit irritated.]

But as long as I'm going to be stuck here, I don't suppose there is any decent fish to be had besides those swimming above out of reach?
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27 July 2011 at 09:49 pm
So rain, was it...

[Her voice trailing off. Not exactly sounding too impressed by that fact as she swirls a spoon playfully around in a large cup of milk before letting it go, only to watch the utensil continue to circle until it all but stops. At that point, she removes it with a twirl.]

... in a facility that is beneath the surface of the ocean.

[Yellow eyes flicker toward the communicator. She lets that hang there for a moment as she takes a sip of her drink.]

And no one finds this out of the ordinary. While the lack of shackle is much appreciated, I think I'd prefer open skies to leaky domes...
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22 July 2011 at 10:44 pm
[ it's getting late (although not that late) and Fou's frowning at a thin grey box and shaking it. Huffing, she sets it back down on the table and flicks on her network device ]

All right. I give. How the hell are you supposed to make this thing play?

[ someone's been bored and feeling restless all day. She's still an artificial being after all. It's not healthy getting wet! And if until she figures it out, she'll just be sitting flopped down on the couch and glaring at it. glaring ]
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20 July 2011 at 03:57 pm
[Today, Kaito's decided to sneak out for a few things at the clothing store. He had a few dresses over his shoulder, some in a small pile on the floor, and some draped over a couple of robots that kept trying to clean up after him.

He hums at the current garment in his hands and tries to... figure out the right way. So many straps-- denied. That's another one tossed over his shoulder before he goes back to rummaging through the racks. Where's a model when you need one? Hrmmm. In the mean time--]

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--Yo, what's the most superior color? And no one say orange, 'cause no one likes that shit unless they're impersonating a traffic cone.
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15 July 2011 at 08:07 pm
How the hell did I get into this mess, huh Salty?

[ Dean bends down and scratches Salty's head, looking around the shooting range. He had hoped that Acumen would have a sign-out for the guns, but apparently that was a no go. Shit, how the hell was he supposed to get back into practice without a gun?


He felt like he was getting rusty after all that time spent not wanting to go back home. Not that he wanted to go back, but he'd as good as promised that he would. Really, this whole thing sucked and Cas still wasn't talking to him. He needed to fix that. Sam at least, he was doing marginally better. Things were just really not working out for him lately. ]


((ooc: you can catch him randomly walking Salty from Sector 3 to 6 via the park if you'd prefer to catch him there. Backdated to afternoon))
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04 July 2011 at 09:15 pm
If you're in anyway involved with this, Kisuke...  [The video starts showing a dark skinned woman dressed in a black spandex outfit who is clearly not looking too impressed. No, on her face is a look usually reserved for Kisuke when he's done something stupid. But who can blame her? Arms crossed over her chest, her eyes narrow with a predatory gleam.]

Feh. So Acumen, is it? If anyone, Warden or otherwise, is expecting a thank you for the gift...

[Letting that linger, before slightly raising her right stockinged foot. Of course, she can't exactly raise it too high, given that there's a shackle attached to an iron ball keeping it down, and seeing as she appears to have absolutely no abilities at all... Still, she gives it a little jingle before that leg lowers again.]

So what's this? A joke, right. Pretty poor taste, if you ask me. And a criminal? I suppose I've been called worse but this is one of the crappiest prisons I've seen.

[Gaze shifting back, there is still some jingling as she's wiggling her toes, not liking this hindrance at all.] So. I'd usually sleuth out answers myself, but I appear to be a bit limited at the moment. Am I supposed to by that whole little speech given to me when I awoke in this oh so wonderful place? Minus the ocean part, of course~ That I can see for myself.