neornithes

Good morning, good morning! And a splendid morning it is! Well... for those of you still alive, haha! Today is February 4th, and we're lookin' at a sunny mornin' til rain clouds come rollin' in the afternoon. Sheesh, gotta feel bad for those poor kids out playin' games, eh?

It's event Day 3, and things are really gettin' interesting now. Who's gonna come out on top, the good guys or the bad guys? Come on out to watch the show and don't forget your umbrellas! Which are 80% off, by the way. I know, I know. I think of everything!

Irving out!

decideformyself

[ Philip is still wearing an eyepatch, but the attentive might notice that he has both his arms. He is grinning manically. ]

I passed away once again as a result of post-splenectomy infection, and when I awoke I had regrown the arm that was cut off during the recent Carnival Corpse! The eye that was removed, however, is still missing. This is quite arbitrary. Would anybody out there be willing to help shed some light on this mystery?

vaframenti

[text; before the morning announcement]

Good morning, Wonderland.

As it seems the administration is at a loss as how to resolve even simple matters, I've had a touch of extra time this morning. As Miss Oswald is currently unable to perform the proposed duties, I would like to take a moment of your time to discuss the prospective book club that was mentioned on the network some time ago. In her stead I will be moving forward with the project, but would first like to take this opportunity to once again assess public interest.

If you've the intent to participate, do contact me at your earliest convenience.

[action, afternoon in the library, OTA]

[ Far be it from something as simple as a blackout to prevent Loki from continuing on with his daily schedule. He had made a quick stop to the gift shop for a flashlight, but as far as he was concerned that would be the only deviation from his work. It was strange, really, how he both loathed and found the smallest bit of solace in the predetermined. In many ways it seemed that keeping himself caught up in a routine was the only way he could avoid going mad. Too much time to think wasn't particularly ideal, especially with how much of it he had done earlier that day. His determination to form something as silly as a book club was idea born purely of sentiment, after all. In a way he hated how he clung to the idea, but he imagined he would only hate himself more if he were to give up on it. ]

avibusraris

Good morning, everyone. It's Wednesday, January 23rd. It looks like we've got another light coat of snow this morning. The news said no more than two inches. Since you're probably all depressed and upset about things, I'll at least offer you something to cheer you up.

Anyone who can beat me in a game of hangman can have 30,000CP. I'm only playing one per person, but it's not a bad deal.

symphonyregalia

I've run into a bit of a... dilemma. Seems my job doesn't quite pay enough and I need 20,000 CP to pay for candy. I'm... not in the mood to die, you know?
I'll do anything I can to repay you. Promise.

avibusraris

[and at 7 am the intercom comes to life.]

Hello my lovelies~ it's been a while since I last spoke with you all, hm? Well well~ I can assure you all, I've been here simply watching everyone, but of course!

And you know, I'm so proud of you all! Especially those winners, and we'll soon have the finals underway here tonight! Ah but you see... for those losers, I haven't forgotten about you yet! You're in for a real treat! Now the finals are as follows:

Oh boy it'll sure be interesting~! I'll be watching and cheering from afar.

[and as usual, the doors to the cells open up for the new day.]

birdinhand

[If he sounds like he's in a lot of pain, there's a good reason for that.]

Haah I should take a picture of my face right now and save it to send to people that piss me off. Or maybe you guys will be lucky enough to see it in person.

I guess that nerdy kid had more in him than I thought. Looks like some of us are only pretending not to be monsters.

It's only a game, right?

avibusraris

President here again. It's 7am and we're getting ready for the semi-finals of the Corpse Carnival Tournament. Irving was going to do this, but he was being a pain so I locked him out.

Congratulations to the winners earlier, you'll all receive 1,000CP for those matches, but keep your eye on the prize. I'm sure everyone was paying attention, but the next matches are going to be between Seagull and Macaw, then Starling and Pheasant. There are plenty of items that haven't been used yet, so don't forget to apply them. After these two matches, the losers will be required to fight in a qualifier match for third place to receive the third place prize, but the most exciting match will be between the final two winners for a prize of 1,000,000CP and a month's worth of candy. I'd probably want to win just so I wouldn't have to do anything for a long time.

As a bonus, I'll provide the winner with a small safe to keep their candy in so it doesn't get stolen by other inmates and a free homemade meal. I'm a pretty good cook.

The matches start at curfew tonight, so you'll all be locked away in your cells to watch whether you want to or not. Enjoy the day until then.

[ After that, on everyone's communicators appears the tournament board:

And if you have an item, there are instructions to click the name of the item then the name of the person you want the item to affect (the other person being the beneficiary.) To apply this officially, go to this post for instructions. ]

androphobian

OPTION I: TEXT.

I'm really scared about this event. A "carnival corpse". . . that means people will die again, won't they? I might even die. I don't want to die. I'm not the only one who feels this way, am I?

I don't want to hurt anyone-- but I don't have any choice, do I? If I don't do it, bad things might happen. I hate this. All of it. When is it ever going to end?

OPTION II: ACTION (cafeteria, morning).

[Yui is at the cafeteria, getting her breakfast. But she seems to just be staring at it wistfully, not eating anything, not saying anything. There's just the empty expression in her eyes as she holds the chopsticks in her hands.After a while though, she snaps herself back to reality and decides to eat, regardless of how she doesn't want to. She doesn't feel like it.]

[She shivers, clenching her hands together nervously. She feels rather uncomfortable and might jump out of her seat if disturbed. A good reason to disturb her, right?]

( ooc: SO UH sorry for dropping the ball on the last post, but if anybody wanted to learn karate/sewing tell me and we can work out prices and do the transfer after the event is over! )

symphonyregalia

Hello friends of Deadman Wonderland... I've been here for a while and I haven't spoken to many. Most of my friends seem to...disappear...
So, I'm speaking anonymously. I figure if there's someone I connect with, then I'll reveal myself.

I have a question for you, and it's simple enough. I want to know what kind of music you're into. Music has been my life since I was young, and many people listen to it. If you don't, then I wonder if you're inhuman.

So let me listen to a sample of your music. Whether classical or newage. I want to listen.

androphobian

[ Now that she's trying to work hard an get back on her feet, it's only right that she try to attempt something, for her sake. Besides, it would be nice for others to learn too, especially since this place is pretty bad.

And... helping others is a good thing, right? She believes the others will find a way to get her out of here from the outside. And it is in that strong belief that she holds so dear that she can regain her confidence. And if she does that, in turn, she might also be able to overcome her biggest fear -- androphobia. ]

I have a very important announcement for everyone here, whether you're new or not! I'll be holding karate classes, and I'm opening them up for both genders. The first class is a free trial class; any class after that will be negotiable, though I'm hoping for a minimum of 300 CP per hour.

I'm also opening up shop for sewing as well. I can either teach or make something for you guys -- as long as it's within reason. And I'm willing to tutor anybody who needs help, too. All prices will be negotiated either privately in person or through a private message over the communication device.

Thanks so much for your cooperation!

If you have any questions, comments, or concerns, feel free to ask me as well.

avibusraris

Hello, inmates.

[for once, the director himself is making the morning announcement. as usual his low, soft voice is heard at 7 AM.]

There isn't anything new going on today, but as usual here I am waking you all up. The day today is Monday, January 13th. The weather has gone back to being rather cold, and I think that rain might turn back into snow pretty soon.

Also, for the young ones here. Have you been attending school? I feel like there has been an increase in jobs and a decrease in school. Hmm... that simply will not do. If you're underage and not in school- then that will be another penalty towards taking away your CP.

Have fun today, everyone.

[and the doors slide open, starting a new day.]

decideformyself

To those of you who participated in the Milgram Experiment yesterday in the role of the questioner, I have two questions of my own. Did you choose to shock your partner for any incorrect responses they may have given? And why or why not?

[ Filtered to Yui Kiriyama, not anonymous ]

How are you feeling?

dramaticals

[after the event, adam is still simply boiling over with anger. he's made his decision already, and this is a post to call out people to listen to his plan. weiss had brought it up before, what she wanted to do, and enough waiting, he would put it into action.]

I have a plan for everyone. If you wish to talk, meet in the library.

[and if anyone is to walk into the library, adam is seen standing by one of the shelves, a book in his hand and he's glancing over its contents. he's planning on using notes in this corner of the library, he already inspected the area and this is where the warden's cameras won't reach. however, she could probably hear so... it's why he's doing it this way.]

tanteiotaku

Waking up
[Shotaro woke up screaming. Perhaps out of some remembered pain, or his fear had been a bit more than he had let on in front of Terui. His eyes were wide and his face sweaty as he patted himself down. As if he had to verify that yes, indeed, he was still here.

Sadly his foot still wasn't. It would have been nice if they gave it back. It might take the edge off.]

On with his day
[Just because he should be dead didn't mean he didn't have work to do. He made his daily check of the Tip Box in the Lounge before heading to his morning shift at the Gift Shop. After having lunch and doing some reading in the Lounge with his stump propped up on the coffee table, he's off to work again in the Laundry.

He might be a little excessively jumpy today, so it's a great time for people to sneak up on him and clap him on the shoulder.]

symphonyregalia

So uh..

Truth be told I'm kind of lonely. Daddy's people haven't shown up for me yet and I don't know if they ever will..
Are there any like... clubs I can join? I was conductor for my school's band.
I just wanna meet new people.
Any idea how to go about that?

bonestopick

While I understand that my actions were not legally acceptable, this particular correctional facility isn't going to possess any means by which to reintroduce my behavior into a society and thus given the circumstances, I am going to take this as an anthropological opportunity to observe prison life through cultural immersion techniques.

I would appreciate it if you would provide me with an accurate list of your name, inmate number, crimes, and cultural backgrounds to get started. Though, I do understand if any of you are hesitant and I expect that the information I receive initially won't be entirely accurate due to an embedded social fear of the ethnocentric nature of most outside parties.

I will start. My name is Dr. Temperance Brennan of the Jeffersonian Institute in Washington, D.C. I am a forensic anthropologist and Best Selling author with doctorates in Physical Anthropology, Forensic Anthropology, and Kinesiology. I am here for perjury.

shallnotharm

[The newcomer's voice is calm. She doesn't exactly sound disturbed but not reveling in the event as some were. If anything...it sounds even, almost sympathetic.]

That was quite a morning announcement! Those punished and those who know them have my deepest sympathies, of course, seeing such a thing in public would be horrifying. Especially first thing in the morning.

[She doesn't say anything about the Warden, however. The victims have her sympathies but she can't rebuke the Warden either.]

Aside from that--I'm rather new around here. The others I've met in my block seem welcoming enough but I'd rather speak with everyone. As for myself, my name is Doctor Aya Drevis. [She gives a small laugh at this.]

Why don't we play a small game to get our minds off the events of this morning? Have you heard the game two truths and a lie? You give three statements, two true and one false. The other person tries to guess the lie. If you respond I'll give you three about myself.

avibusraris

[and at 7 am, this time all the tv's in the prison turn on. it seems as though the warden has another show for them all to see! what fun! when the tv turns on, it's just a dark screen yet again. so when she speaks only her voice is heard.]

Hello everyone! How are you all this lovely morning? Let's see here- it's Tuesday, January 7th. The rain is still coming down outside, but it's so cold out! Freezing rain can be worse than snow in some cases, you know. So be very careful! Now then....

[the light turns on! and it reveals three individuals strapped to chairs. john, philip, and shotaro are all in these seats. the doctor comes walking out, many guards are pushing a giant contraption with her as she steps into the light.]

You see everyone... lately you all have been far too... nosy, let's say. I provide for you, I make sure you're all nice and comfortable, and this is how you all keep on repaying me? My my... first Second, then you took him from me, now inside my office?

I was patient at first, then I tolerated it, but now I'm going to set an example.

[the doctor pulls the lever, and the roulette begins.]

(ooc: comment here if your character was in the warden's office! the punishment game is being broadcast out to everyone, so any of the threads by those characters in here will be seen by everyone. go here! and if you want maximum fun, RNG the numbers and see what gets taken away! if you want to choose for yourself, then go ahead. if you want me to choose, then specify that as well.)

uncops

[After purchasing a communicator, Dirk has found his way to the computer room, a perfect place for him to start his life here in DW considering he was found guilty of cyber crimes. But he is hunched over the keyboard in a corner, trying to find out some sweet information and get a lay of the land (aka seeing if he can hack THIS system without getting caught). Kind of sucks that there's a time limit. 10 minutes isn't even enough to watch porn.]

I was going to organize a revolt had it not been for the provided manual's subtle cues of disapproval against it.
Darn.
That leaves only plan B, and you know plan B never lives up to the hype of plan A, the main honcho.
The thing is, plan B requires community participation.
Even more so than your standard, run-of-the-mill usurpation.
Maybe.
What I'm asking is, please sign my change.org petition to increase the maximum usage time in the computer room.

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