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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~))

intercom_voice

[Whoops. She's running a little late it seems, for today, the intercoms buzz into action a little late.]

Ahem. Attention, students!

[The husky voice of - well, the Voice that speaks over the intercom - echoes through the halls.]

Now that we're all done with our bout of spring sickness, it's time to buckle down to our studies! Remember that tests may appear at any time, and it would be such a shame if you were all to fail and be kept back another year.

And don't forget to be welcoming to our new arrivals, won't you? They're quite behind the times, after all.

[Click.]

Speak to the Voice
General Mingle

sharingscars

[He read the board, made frustrated sounds at the flustered nurse, and came to terms with the fact that he was stuck because of some...possible dimensional warp or something equally annoying. Except this sounded more like a kidnapping as opposed to some sort of accident, which makes this a little more unsettling. But eh, what can he do about it?]

A: [James is strolling down the halls keeping track of -- or trying to, everything is a little daunting right now -- the rooms and where everything is. At one point he's peeking his head in a room, not quite stepping in, before deciding it's normal and in no further need of investigation. Except when he backs out of the room he accidentally bumps into someone; maybe they were walking passed, or were waiting to go inside and just didn't expect the curious teen to back out as quickly as he did without even looking behind him (which he should honestly be more careful of, considering his unfortunate circumstances). Either way, if there's physical contact, you're now sharing a random memory with him! Traumatic, silly, whichever. Oops!]

B: [James found the lounge! He was about to check out what kind of food was stocked in here because, wow -- when was the last time he ate? Except...was that a spider he saw from the corner of his eye? Well whether or not one was there, James grows visibly fearful and climbs on to the nearest coffee table, looking around the area frantically as if the thing will jump out at him from around a corner! The look on his face suggests he knows he looks like a complete fool, but his deathly fear of spiders (that is totally fabricated by his mind from seeing too many shitty memories of spiders belonging to other people) prevents him from giving a single fuck!]

...Shit. [WHERE DID IT GO??]

((OOC: PLEASE READ THIS especially if you're going with option A because he kind of sees random memories on contact, so...))

solid_soldier

[ Anyone entering into the lounge today might feel like they're being... watched. But if they turn around and look, there's really nothing there. Except a few boxes, some opened to show food stuffs and coffee beans.

Like someone was midway into unpacking the food items and just stopped. But that feeling isn't going to go away... not any time soon. ]

intercom_voice

[It seems that the building is once more up to it's old tricks. Today might seem like an ordinary day; there are no foreboding clouds or storms or blizzards, everyone's talking normally... except something is definitely wrong. Wasn't that door you just came through the door to your dormitory? And why are you on the ceiling? ...well at least you won't be there for long!]

((ooc: From today to the 20th, the building is doing a constant shuffle! The rooms are constantly switching around, and the same door could lead to multiple places over the course of the day. Of course, this means that you could walk into the cursed rooms from the North Wing at any time...

But it's not just rooms switching around. Doors might be on the ceiling, the staircase to the roof might suddenly drop you into the pool when you reach the top, and just because a door led to a room before, that doesn't mean it will now... it might lead to a window, or a brick wall, or a tree... or it could drop you down into a room from the ceiling. Do take care~! Logic might have no place here, but gravity surely will...))

imthe_shit

[ If there's one thing that continually reminded Snake of his mortality, it wasn't the injuries he'd sustained over the years. No, it was his genes... the way he was made, the way he was supposed to live. A few people here already knew of the fact he suffered from aging at an accelerated rate, much more so than someone suffering from Werner's Syndrome. The deterioration that normal people's bodies experienced over decades, Snake had experienced in a matter of years... 5, to be exact.

Wrinkled skin, hardened arteries, shortness of breath, blotches on his skin, weariness... weakened lungs, muscles, heart... Snake was dying of old age, much like any ordinary person, but at such an accelerated rate that there was no stopping it, or delaying it. He wasn't an ordinary man to begin with.

But in this place, time stood still. It was the same as the previous Nexus; his fate was put on hold, which meant he would have to suffer the effects of old age for as long as he remained here. Some days he could barely get out of bed without throwing out his entire back... And yet, he didn't want anyone's pity or their concern. He would continue to live as he always had, whether or not his body could perform up to his usual standards. David was going to try, dammit, and nothing would stop him. He still had his willpower, anyway.

That's why today, the old soldier was in one of the many unused classrooms in the West Wing, where he'd cleared away a lot of desks and other things, making a nice wide open space for him to do whatever he wanted. And in this case, it was working out. The top half of his sneaking suit had been discarded and he was busy doing push-ups. Sweat was beading on his body, but he didn't care. His muscles, hips and back all argued with him, but he still didn't listen. Snake wasn't going to go quietly, and he wasn't going to let his pain control him. If he was going to live, he'd do it by his will alone.

No one else's. ]

Current Mood: determined
Current Music: Love Theme - Jackie Presti

followinginhisfootsteps

[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.]

intercom_voice

[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!))

wildcard_of_the_desert

[Has a creepy, stalkerish or just plain rude valentine made it under your doorstep? Probably, at least until Bakura got lazy and stopped bothering. Regardless, do you want to express how you feel about said valentine to him? Then this is the place to do so!]

vengeance_driven

[Do you know what happens when you put a confused Serb Yugoslavian expatriate in the middle of a strange building in a strange place while he's in the possession of his favorite carbine rifle? He skulks through a hallway quietly, looking for a way out.

Niko nears a window with his back to the wall. And off in the distance? That jungle? That sure wasn't Middle Park. Not long before he heard something that sounded like the most fucked up war-zone he's ever been near. More rushing fire, less bullets. So he's just playing it careful until he finds some sort of damned map.

First he finds a soda machine, though. And that soda machine is not a Sprunk soda machine. He ventures closer, pokes it with the gun as if that's going to help anything, and moves to look behind it as if he's searching for the mechanism for a bomb in an obviously fake piece of inexplicable equipment. Surveillance maybe?

He's pretty sure he's not in Liberty State, anymore.]

Oh, here we go. [Traces of his Balkan accent in those sarcastic sounding words he goes back around to the front of the soda machine, not creeping along for the time being and with his rifle lowered at his side. He's ready to hop behind that thing defensively though.]

((OOC: New person, new character. Niko Bellic from GTA IV. Snarky bastard but pretty friendly and easy to reason down.))

intercom_voice

[Early morning on the 15th, the building is deathly chilly as well as unusually dark. Even with the heat on people will find themselves wandering the halls and shivering, their breath fogging up in front of them. Anybody foolish enough to try and leave the building will find that the door simply won't budge due to the amount of snow piled against it, and any attempts to exit (or look) through the windows will greet them with a daunting wall of white. Even the courtyard is inaccessible, as is the door leading up to the rooftop.

Outside on the island, it seems a heavy snow storm has blanketed everything in a thick layer of white.]

((ooc: The event will last 7 days, with the first 4 being snowed-in, the 5th being a blizzard, the 6th another snow-in day, and the 7th having the snow melting. A post will be made on the 19th and 21st respectively. You can see the conditions here, and on the weekly weather sticky:

15th Wed: -32~-20°F; 20 mph; SNOWED IN
16th Thurs: -30~-23°F; 26 mph; SNOWED IN
17th Fri: -28~-18°F; 18 mph; SNOWED IN
18th Sat: -37~-29°F; 21 mph; SNOWED IN
19th Sun: -45~-38°F; 32 mph; SNOWED IN / BLIZZARD CONDITIONS
20th Mon: -15~0°F; 15 mph; SNOWED IN
21st Tues: 10~20°F; 5 mph winds; SNOW MELTING

Mingle, tag around, make your own posts and most of all--have fun! If you have any questions just contact the mod account. Characters with magic powers or a lot of strength CAN get through the doors, but those doors won't stay clear for long. The snow is VERY heavy.))

liquid_serpent

[Liquid's face told a story. His face was contorted into an expression of pure confusion and moderate anger. How dare he be pulled into this place without his authority! Who had done this and why? He walked along a corridor, wondering where on earth he was. One minute he was at the Shadow Moses Island facility with Metal Gear REX, the next he was here.

Wherever here was. He strutted forward in his long greatcoat. He wore nothing to cover his well-toned chest, but wore a heavy belt secured to his combat pants. He looked like a man who had seen war and a deal of jealousy coursed through his veins. He was a man on a mission. A mission of destruction and vengeance. Liquid Snake ran a hand through his blond hair and let his gaze fall to his feet.]

Why am I here? What purpose is there for me to be here? Well, is anyone hearing this? I demand to know why I am here! [His voice rose in pitch at his last words. Anger denouncing through every word.]

tortureshow

[ If you're walking around the West Wing, you might hear some new footsteps; at least, if you're adept at that kind of thing. If not, it might be that ricocheting bullet bouncing off the walls and ceiling; narrowly missing your head.

Oh yes, we've got a skilled marksmen in the Campus now, and he goes by the name Revolver Ocelot. He waltzes into view, a smile upon his lips as he twirls the Colt Single Action Army around in his hand, doing all kinds of fancy tricks with it...

Finally, he replaces it back in its holster and spreads his arms. ]

Well now, I've never seen you before.

imthe_shit

[ Snake had just been minding his own business, wandering around the halls of the Campus. He'd actually lost track of where he was and just decided to start opening doors and peeking inside, trying to get his bearings...

There's one door where he thinks he can hear the sound of muffled whines, scratching... ]

Hnn?

[ Walking to the door, he wraps his hand around the knob and slowly opens it... only to be completely bowled over by a suddenly avalanche of dogs pouring into the hall way, spilling out of the room and covering him almost completely. Dogs of all different shapes, sizes and breeds.

Love dogs? Now you can play with them to your heart's content! Hate dogs? Might want to avoid this hallway... ]

intercom_voice

[Getting homesick around the holidays?

Don't worry, the Campus is making sure all you lovely denizens get a nice visit from home for Christmas. Not by people, though, but places. See, starting now, various different sections of the Campus are perfectly replicating different parts of all of your home worlds! That is, the most twisted, darkest, parts of your home worlds.

Have fun.]

((OOC: This event will go on until the 20th. Places where the NPCs hang out like the infirmary, lunch room, ect don't change at all, so think of those places as IC safe havens. Now really HAVE FUN.))

imthe_shit

[ If one were to head outside today, they might notice some targets having been set up. They look only vaguely like people, and it looks like they've already been worked up a bit.

In fact, a gunshot rings out, taking off the head of one of the targets, the piece spinning about in the air before dropping. Snake was crouched a good distance away, practicing. He'd found Solidus' body the other day, and well... That had put him in a weird state for a time.

Not to mention the way he was feeling now. Standing up, the old soldier placed a hand to the large scarred burn on the left side of his face. It barely hurt anymore, but he was still self-conscious of it. It was a weird thing... To wake up one morning with a severe burn on your cheek and memories you didn't have the previous day. He'd now experienced the hell that went about in Europe, Big Mama's death, Liquid getting his hands on SOP... There had been that whole trauma, and yet he already knew how things would turn out. He had the previous Nexus to thank for that.

Snake hated all these confusing memories and thoughts in his head and knew he had to do SOMETHING to clear them out. Target practice was a good alternative; it kept him spry, made him concentrate on something else. With a satisfied sound, Snake wandered closer to the targets, looking at the damage. ]

[ ooc: Snake officially has a large burn on the left side of his face, but it's scarred over now. His mind is going to be in a weird place for a bit, specifically because of having his surrogate mother die in his arms during his canon update. ]

solid_soldier

[ This was new... The last thing Snake remembered was being aboard the Kasatka; he and Otacon were going to search for Olga's kid, after that huge mess in Manhattan.

But now he was in some kind of school? He had no memory of how he got there either. Just that he'd ended up in a nurse's office and had to sneak his way out. Luckily, he still had his gear with him.

Crouching down behind a corner, David presses two fingers to his ear, trying to reach his friend. ]

Otacon, this is Snake... Do you read me?

[ NO RESPONSE. ]

Damn. What the hell is going on here?

[ OOC: THE EVENT IS DONE RIGHT? have another Snake~ ]

intercom_voice

[Everybody sees everyone's underpants!

By whatever sadistic, poltergeist-like conscious that ruled this place, everything that isn't undergarments has gone missing. Luckily for everyone, tank tops and socks also count as an undergarments, along with the usual.]

((ooc: event will last until the 20th~ available clothing are: socks, plain tank tops, underwear/boxers/etc. and bras. UNDERAGED CHARACTERS DO NOT HAVE TO BE AFFECTED, but if you want to that's fine too.

Have fun, tag your series title, and so on!))

imthe_shit

[ Snake had managed to stay out of sight for quite a while, especially the duration of that last event. The fact that probably no one had heard of him in a while was probably a good thing for his ego. It meant he still had it. As to where he'd been the whole time... Well, he sort of took up residence in the forest for a bit. Aisling had invited him there once, and when the Campus had thoroughly disappeared, it seemed like a good a time as any to make use of the invitation.

But now he was back, exploring the school once more. He'd relaxed considerably since the first time and was actually walking around upright, lighting up a cigarette while leaning against one of the walls. He didn't care if this place was against smoking, he was going to do it indoors anyway. It was getting cold out, and his old bones hated the cold. ]

Well... At least this place isn't forcing me to marry anyone.

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.))

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onethirdthesoul - S-S-S-Summer Time!
intercom_voice - ANNOUNCEMENT 012
sharingscars - REMEMBER THAT ONE TIME
solid_soldier - palms rise to the universe as the moon shines on me
intercom_voice - CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: RELATIVITY
imthe_shit - my heart is already dead
followinginhisfootsteps - I DON'T WANT TO SET THE WORLD ON FIRE HONEY
intercom_voice - CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: THE LANGUAGE BARRIER REINSTATED
wildcard_of_the_desert - [MINGLE ] And many happy returns to you, Bakura!
vengeance_driven - Have a car thief with no cars
intercom_voice - CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: SNOWED IN
liquid_serpent - Strutting along, as he always does.
tortureshow - jingle jangle jingle
imthe_shit - DOGVALANCHE
intercom_voice - CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: HOME FOR CHRISTMAS
imthe_shit - shoot you with desire
solid_soldier - lady mercy won't be home tonight
intercom_voice - CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: I SEE LONDON, I SEE FRANCE~
imthe_shit - don't hear the bell, but you answer the call
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The Campus

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Entries tagged with fallout new vegas

S-S-S-Summer Time!

ANNOUNCEMENT 012

REMEMBER THAT ONE TIME

palms rise to the universe as the moon shines on me

CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: RELATIVITY

my heart is already dead

I DON'T WANT TO SET THE WORLD ON FIRE HONEY

CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: THE LANGUAGE BARRIER REINSTATED

[MINGLE ] And many happy returns to you, Bakura!

Have a car thief with no cars

CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: SNOWED IN

Strutting along, as he always does.

jingle jangle jingle

DOGVALANCHE

CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: HOME FOR CHRISTMAS

shoot you with desire

lady mercy won't be home tonight

CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: I SEE LONDON, I SEE FRANCE~

don't hear the bell, but you answer the call

CAMPUS WIDE EVENT: EVERYTHING AND THE KITCHEN SINK

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