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[It's that time of year again! And with it, meant time for celebration! It's not clear who set everything up, but just outside the campus' gates lie an extravagant set-up on the beach.

Nearer the grass, but still sitting on the sand are a few long tables covered in food. There's all sorts of classic barbeque party foods, from burgers and ribs to mac & cheese, and they're all kept hot on disposable foil trays sitting neatly above small burners. Of course the party goers are not without some options! On top of all the meat, chips, and cheese, there's classy fruit bowls and salads kept shaded from the sun and cooled by miniature ice sculptures.

The beach itself has erected a volleyball net, pool toys and water guns, along with a giant bouncy castle. The water is cool and the waves are big enough to surf but not too large to intimidate the average person. Surf and boogie boards are readily available, and a changing tent has placed nearer the rocky cave wall to allow people to change into one of the swimsuits piled up onto the bench nearby.]


((ooc: MINGLE! tag around and have fun~))
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[At some point in the day, an oddly dressed man steps into the halls of the Campus with his heterochromatic canine companion. He takes a look around, seeming to take in the sights, before pulling off his orange visor helmet. To some, he may look familiar, though a lot older.]

Well I'll be damned. [Boy does he remember this place. Vaguely. Though for him? It's been about twelve or so years.

Dogmeat, however, is completely new here. So the first thing he does is start sniffing around. If there's anyone in the hall (while Roy is distracted looking around), he's probably sniffing them. And he ain't being shy about it.
]
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[Today, something somewhere went wrong. On the evening on the 15th, any bilingual (or otherwise) knowledge granted by the Campus has simply...disappeared. At least for anybody walking by the North Wing.]

Tja ... det här kommer att lägga sordin på våra studier, är nu inte det?

[Translation: Well...this is going to put a damper on our studies, now isn't it?]

((ooc: So! For the next 5 days (the 15th~20th), your character officially only knows their native tongue. Aka, whatever language they primarily grew up with. They can no longer read, speak, or understand any other language but.

For fun you can even use Google Translate to show what your character is speaking at a glance! Don't worry, we all know it's probably gibberish :P

If you go the Google route, please be sure to put a translation at the bottom. If not, then please take care to specify what language your character is speaking in at the start of every thread.

If you have any questions, just head to the mod plurk or send this account a PM, but most importantly--have fun!))
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[personal profile] not_tomorrow
[Up in the North Wing, there's a pounding on one of the doors. Someone or something wants out. But what's worse is the crying. The sounds of a woman, frightened to the point of tears, pounding on the door, hoping someone will let her out.]

P-please... [She sobs.] Please, Harry, open the door.

[The sobs continue for a while longer, alongside the desperate pounding on the door.]




Please don't leave me alone. Please!




Somebody?



[The weeping begins again.]
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[personal profile] intercom_voice
[Hopefully everybody likes waking up outside.

Because as it were, in the middle of the night when everybody had been asleep or lulled into a sudden one by the sheer weight of the air around them...the Campus disappeared in its entirety. Left behind was only the cool surface of the concrete foundation.

For now it seems the residents were left to fend for themselves in the wilderness of the island. Not even the voice from over the intercom would comfort them.]

((ooc: the school has disappeared, along with all the NPCs and everything that was inside! no opt-out areas this time around. The temperature is cool during the day, and colder at night.

The event will last until October 20th, and I'll post a closer to signify it. Everything will be returned to its rightful place then.))
thumbsdown: (accurate- and so were we)
[personal profile] thumbsdown
[A while ago, Boone was shot. Not long after that, he died. End of story, right?]

[Yeah, no. After waking up in a bed in the infirmary, missing his weapons and feeling slow and sluggish, Boone has made it back into the hallway and is looking... lost. He's not supposed to be here. It was over for him- he felt himself slip away, and yet here he is... standing here as if nothing happened, vaguely aware that he's missing a huge chunk of time. He'd doubt that any of it ever happened in the first place, but he's seen the scar on his stomach.

He thinks back to the last thing he remembers- Elle by his side, trying desperately to save him. She'd been hysterical. All for him. Huh... it's a strange feeling. Someone giving a damn. He almost wishes she hadn't. She'd saved him a lot of pain with all the Stimpaks and Med-X she'd stuck him with, but in the end she'd had to watch him die. Just someone else who had to suffer because of him.]

[Walking feels odd after so long. He's acutely aware of the fact that he's unarmed, but he doesn't know if he can make himself care. What's the worst that can happen when you've already died? Goddamnit... he thought it was over. It was supposed to be his time. It hadn't been quick, and it had been at the hands of the Legion, but it was over. Now, he doesn't know what to do with himself. He could say he's pissed off but that wouldn't come close to how angry he is that he's walking around again. The only thing he feels he can do is make life hell for the people who killed him in the first place. Yeah... they weren't expecting him to come back from this, either. Sibyll showed him her true face because she thought he was a dead man, and Vulpes... that son of a bitch must have ordered her to follow him in the first place. If he didn't have a reason to hate the Legion before, he sure does now- and Vulpes just put himself at the top of Boone's shit list. First, though... he needs to get his weapons back, which means finding Elle. Christ, he hopes they haven't gotten to her, too.]


((haha... he was supposed to be dead for three days but it kind of didn't work out like that :| so uh, yeah. pissed off boone walking the hallways.))

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[personal profile] andiwillfollow
[A six foot tall ghoul of a man (or zombie, if you're into that kind of bigoted talk!) stepping out of the nurse's office and into the halls wearing weathered cloths and scratched armor is probably not the prettiest picture. Less so when said man is cradling a shotgun in his arms as if ready to fire on a moment's notice. Despite every inch of visible skin on the bodyguard's face being rotted away to the point where the nose and patches of red hair couldn't be assed to cling on any longer, Charon doesn't look like a shambling groaning mess most are used to seeing in the movies.

He's outwardly calm, if a bit stiff, and clearly has it together.

Well, figuratively. Even then that's debatable.

His filmy blue eyes scan the halls with little urgency. It was weird. He had been in Underworld keeping an eye on the place as usual. Ahzrukhal hadn't ordered him to move so he didn't, yet he managed to end up in this place? No matter. He would just have to return to his duty.

As he moves down the halls, he makes sure to keep his shotgun out and ready. After all, he still had no idea where the hell he is.
]
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[The buzzing of an intercom coming to life that you've all undoubtedly have come to know and love can be heard throughout the entire campus again.]

For the record, 'property damage' includes smashing the intercoms I've so graciously provided you all with as a means to communicate with me. In case you hadn't realized.

[She clears her throat.]

Now then, I hope that little blackout didn't keep you all from being productive. Sharpen those minds!

[And then the feed ends.]

Speak to the Voice
General Mingle

Have fun guys, and don't forget to tag the post with your series name!
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[personal profile] obeytherod
[Malik had humoured the nurse, listened to her explanation until it made him burn with fury and he knocked her back with a telekinetic blast of his Millennium Rod. He storms out of the office mere moments later, letting out a frustrated cry.]

Rruhh! This cannot be! [Why this, in the middle of the Battle City tournament?! He was so close, so close to his revenge on the Pharaoh he could practically taste it, and now he was here. It made him so furious, and--]

[The teenager suddenly winces, bringing a hand to his head as an intense headache pounds at the forefront of his skull. He takes a moment then to calm himself, shaking for a bit before he finally straightens back up.]

[The Egyptian looks either way down the hall, silently hooking his Millennium Rod to his belt. Now was the worst possible time to be caught off guard like this. But for now he would just have to hope he could find a way out of here...and that he wouldn't bump into anybody who might recognize the Rod for what it really is. Then again, even if he did, he could always use the Rod to warp their mind into thinking it was nothing more than a decoration.

Still, he better play it safe and put on a nice face. After all, he was supposed to be Namu, not Malik.]

Ah...I really am lost! [He calls out innocently.]

((ooc: Here's his Permissions Post for anybody that missed it. I'll default to "no" on everything otherwise, and ask on a case-by-case basis.))
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[personal profile] blueyesfanboy
Today, everybody received a neatly written note under their doorstep:

TUESDAY, AUGUST 20TH ONLY
COME DOWN TO THE BEACH FOR A SPECIAL FEAST!

We will be having BBQ, ice-cold sodas and alcohol (please only drink if you are 21 or older, thank you), and a cooler filled with icecream. There will also be beach toys and towels for the kids. Enjoy the fun and the sun!


So, if you were so curious as to let that note tantalize you and headed to the beach just outside the Campus, you would find the sweet nurse Lisa to greet and welcome you in...and then lunch lady Edna scowling at you as she cooked.

At least with Lisa's supervision, the food might just be bad, instead of likely to give you food poisoning, right?!

"Enjoy the fun and the sun!"
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[personal profile] thatcatfrom101
[There was such a shortage of things to do around this place for someone like Roy, who had spent about a good deal of time (a week that felt like a year) either shooting at things or running from things before he had arrived here. All he seemed to do around campus was hoard things, explore, and sit in a corner somewhere to brood. He could practically see the look of disapproval on his father's face. He could hear him chastising him for sitting around instead of "sharpening his mind".

Which is why Roy can be found in the library, sitting at a table with stacks of medical books all about, his gun atop one of the stacks. He remembers where he and his father left off, and it was something he was interested in (after years of having medical studies drilled into his skull) and most importantly...it provided an excellent distraction from the fact that he's been here for a few months and still has no idea where the hell his father went.

Roy slams the book he had been reading shut, tossing it on the table with little care as to how much sound it makes, before reaching for another.]

...Feel like I'm in Mr. Crotch's class all over again.
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[Surely it was too early for another announcement, right...? But then there it is, that tell-tale electronic feedback screeching through the halls before a mature female voice resonates through it.]

The doors are unlocked.

[That's all she says. Those who are curious might test the front doors...and they'll find that they open not to the seemingly civilized outskirts of town as the now vanished view from the roof may have made you think, but to the horizon. Likewise that barrier and its lies blocking anybody's escape via the roof or sky has collapsed, leaving the air a tad bit...more temperamental. You see, there was weather now.

Out from the front doors of the Campus can be see an expanse of land and then the sea. Anybody who ventures out further will find that they're still trapped, only in a bigger cage. This new cage is now five miles across the diameter at its longest point. The island itself is about as varied as it comes: covered jungles, a cave system, a single stream leading up to a freshwater lake, and a lone mountain near the center. One part near the front of the school is home to a sometimes-pleasant sandy shore ripe for the hunting sea life. Everywhere else is a perilous cliff fall into the sea.

Anybody who tries to escape via the sea will find the riptide tearing them back to a cave near the shore.]

((This event is a permanent setting expansion, you can read more about it here as well as in the island setting page near the bottom here. Have fun, if you have any questions simply address them to the OOC post, plurk, or AIM if applicable, and please don't forget to tag your series!))
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[personal profile] blueyesfanboy
[So, after the very loud and disruptive sound of a jet-plane making its decent, this lands nearly in the courtyard:



And from that ridiculous jet steps out none other than the multimillionaire, Seto Kaiba. He looks steely-eyed as usual.

...Now, this wasn't the KaibaCorp building. Which was especially bizarre, considering he was driving the damn thing.]
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[Much like last time, the intercom buzzes to life in the middle of the night for only a moment. An annoyed sigh can be heard.]

Oh dear. That's not supposed to happen...

[That's the last thing everyone will hear during the night. But in the morning, they will find themselves surrounded by vegetation so thick it'd be almost impossible to tell that they're in a school if they didn't already know. Vines coming out of the floorboards and covering the walls/ceilings, exotic plants growing out of the walls. Not to mention the wildlife! Just about any animal you would imagine to be in a jungle, dangerous or not, can be found lurking in the school. But don't worry! Not every corner of the campus is infested with poisonous plants and carnivorous beasts. The cafeteria is one hundred percent clear. It seems that the lunch lady's awful cooking is doing some good at keeping the wildlife at bay. In fact, anything that starts to grow anywhere near to doors of the lunchroom dies off pretty quickly!

May want to steer clear of the auditorium, though. The vegetation there is the thickest...and most dangerous.]



((TIME FOR ANOTHER EVENT. Seeing as how this one went up a day late it'll go on until the 19th. Every area is covered in vines, flowers, and animals. Some are dangerous (plants included) and some are harmless -- I'll leave that up to player discretion on what's hanging around. As long as they're plants/animals that would normally be found in any kind of jungle. Remember: nothing too big, it has to fit in the campus! The air is also really humid and muggy. The auditorium will have the bulk of the dangerous animals/plants, and also the biggest!

Lisa the nurse will be around to heal wounds or any poison (the symptoms of the poisonous plants are up to you. It's not a mind altering poison or anything, though), but her office will still be filled with vines and small animals, nothing dangerous. And as mentioned above the cafeteria is all clear and Edna will be around cooking all her awful food. Have fun!
))
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[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, you will hear the loud screeching of a microphone through the speakers before it dies down. Not long after, a familiar husky voice blares through said speakers.

Although her tone is somewhat pleasant, she manages to keep her authoritative tone as well.]

Good afternoon. [There's a brief pause.] You've all been quite busy, haven't you? It's, hm...interesting to watch, to say the least. But do keep the property damage to a minimum, will you? It's awfully rude to smash people's property on arrival, don't you think?

[Despite that warning, she manages a soft (if a bit ominous) chuckle.]

That being said, I hope you're all well rested. A good rest means a good grade, after all~.

[There's another burst of feedback before the announcement comes to an end.]

---

Speak to the Voice
General Mingle


Mingle post! Don't forget to tag your series name.
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[personal profile] blonde_bomber
Where...where am I? [Himiko stumbles out of the nurse's office, bewildered and shaking slightly with a rush of adrenaline.]

This...this isn't the island, is it? But... [She looks down at her waist and notes that the pouch of bombs is still strapped to her. Over her shoulder is a sort of grey-briefcase, and she herself looks to be a bit roughed up.]

[Deciding she can't let her guard down just yet, Himiko begins to slowly make her way down the hall. Every now and then she will limply hold out her right hand, a green oval crystal in the center.]

((ooc: she's kind of jumpy. if you're a dude she'll probably try to run away. or taze you.))

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[personal profile] rosy_days
[That night Lucy-Rose had curled up in her pink sleeping bag under the stars, a content sigh escaping her and she knew that a good nights sleep was surely hers. When she woke up the next morning with a stretch and a sluggish yawn, she dropped her legs over the side of the bed and stiffened. Realising that something wasn't quite right.

She stared at the tiled floor under her dangling feet for a long moment, she thought she was dreaming until she pinched her own cheek.]

Oww... Where am I? A hospital? A clinic?

[Sliding off the bed and onto the floor quietly she tip-toes over to peek out the door of the clinic, it wasn't any hospital or doctors clinic she had ever been too, it was some place new entirely! How on earth did someone get here without waking her up? This was certainly more than strange. The only reason someone would bring her here, was if they thought she needed medical attention. Well that must be it, Lucy decided half halfheartedly.]

Helllooooo? Uh-um, is anyone here?

[Nervously she stepped into the hallway to look about, hoping to see a familiar face.. Or anyone's face. Lucy just wanted to know where she was so she could give her thanks, sign out and be on her way.]
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[personal profile] holydemon
[Nero, like most others, was not happy to be here. Upon finding the dorms a few days ago and realizing that they lacked any real sense of privacy, he took it upon himself to use his Devil Bringer to haul a mattress and sheets up to the roof. Nero tucked this bed away in a corner behind one of the entrances to the roof and decidedly called this his temporary "room".

"Home" wasn't a word he'd allow himself to use, but it was here he retreated after the last few fights he'd been in and here that he sat curled up in the sheets thinking of Kyrie back home.

It was pathetic, when he thought about it, but he'd already gone through the whole building. Even his Devil Bringer failed to break down the walls, and there was some sort of invisible barrier keeping him from simply leaping off the roof.

So as Nero lays on his side on the bare mattress, he stared intently at his Devil Bringer. There was a sick churn in his gut as he wondered that maybe this was for the better. After all, if Kyrie and the rest of the Order found out about his arm...they'd likely exile him. Dealing with this place was better than dealing with the pain of what might happen if he went back home, but that didn't mean he didn't want to try...for Kyrie.

Or maybe just himself.]

((ooc: so basically Nero is sulking, oh no! made this post because I have some thread plans, but anybody is free to find him and tag o/ ))
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[personal profile] praisingsun
[As people begin milling around the courtyard they might hear a loud astonished gasp. They might also glimpse a man in a rather....unique set of armor staring up at the sun. His armor is clinking softly, almost like the man in it was shivering. Moments later, he cries out in joy]

The sun! So bright! So gloriously incandescent! To gaze upon its untainted beauty...truly I am blessed by Lord Gwyn for the chance to glimpse such a sight! At long last, my journey's end is within my reach

[The heavily armored and armed man poses, making himself look like a Y. Talking to him is now a thing that can be done but we all know you're staring at this weirdo.]
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[personal profile] squeal_like_a_piggy
[/BURSTS OUT OF THE NURSE'S OFFICE WITH A BAZOOKA]

[/FIRES SAID BAZOOKA]

[/PROFIT! ...Wait. No.]

[A mid-battle Anna Williams has just appeared in the campus; very much confused and annoyed at the fact that she is no longer looking at her assassination-target through her weapon's scope lens. Rising up to her feet and looking around, the woman's scarlet-red lips form a slight pout. How terribly inconvenient...]

[The female dons a flashy and expensive red silk dress with a dangerously-high slit; her brunette hair fashionably cropped to frame her face. The 'click-clack' of Anna's heels can be heard as she casually saunters through the rubble, debris, and smoke- which she just caused herself- and she looks for someone who can provide her with some sort of explanation as to what's going on here.]

((ooc: SO I DECIDED TO DROP IN WITH ANNA AFTER ALL. For those unfamiliar with her, a full description of Anna, her history/personality, and an example of her voice/fighting style can be found in her profile, if it helps anyone.))

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