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Tanika lined up at the wall with the others, staring upwards into the sky. She clutched at the collar, wishing she could pull it off. Her neck was already rubbed raw from trying.
She shook her head and laughed shakily. At least her new necklace was shiny, and glinted slightly in the sun. "Benny..." she whispered in a sing-song voice and she ran a finger along the manacles on her left wrist. "Gone, gone, always gone, so useless."
Jack hung back to see the guard's reaction. If they thought he would sit around while they put a collar on him like he was some kind of dog, they had another thing coming. But he was outnumbered and outgunned. If he could've escaped, he would be halfway across the country by now. The guards were armed with rifles, but they each had a handgun at their hip. The rifles were for show, they wanted the prisoners weary for whatever reason. Jack was weary, but he wasn't nervous yet. There was still hope, nothing was impossible. In the event he would be staying here for awhile, he had to make an impression, preventing any guards or inmates from giving him trouble in the future. "I said, hurry up!" Jack was grabbed by the shoulder and pulled forward roughly. He did the only logical thing and stepped into the guard's space, stomping on his foot to trap him, and brought his bound hands around the man's neck, using the chain to choke him out. Jack used his elbow's to disarm the guard and stepped behind him, finding a handful of guns aimed at him. Jack still didn't back off, he wanted everyone to know life, even his own, meant nothing to him. The butt of a gun came down on his skull, but he continued strangling the life out of the guard until an intense pain started at the base of his neck and spread through his body, like fire under his skin. "Bad start, 219." Someone growled at him as he was thrown against the wall. Jack stared off past the gates, unnaturally still and collected.
Avexis lifted Jacks arm over his shoulder "quite a show there" he wispered with a smile spred across his face.
he wasnt like the other inmates, he pleaded guilt in court for mass murdur but he didnt seem as messed up as some of the other prisoners
Monica enjoyed the "show" so much she could barely hide her laugh. It wasn't that she liked having a cold, terribly uncomfortable collar around her neck but at least there was some sort of entertainment in this horrible place. She put on her best smile and approached the guy who had the guts to beat up a guard.
"Hey, seems that there arent's only losers around here" she said at him and winked... Besides, he was kind of handsome too.
((I have not roleplayed on here for some time, but this seems so fun. Would I be able to join as a slightly late entry?))
((Yeah, we just barely started so I think you can squeeze in.... Sorry I'm not able to post anything yet because I'll be at school =3=))
Name: Quinto Espada
Appearance: He is tall, reaching approximately 6’1”, with a large build to him. He has dark black hair swept backwards, unruly from lack of care. He also has light gray eyes, dull and stone-like.
Personality: He hardly shows a personality, but he does view himself as a judge of the guilty. Much further from that, he fancies himself to be a god among men, choosing whether they live or die.
Crime they committed: Serial murder
Bio: Raised on the streets, he never cared for much of anything. He lost his family too early to remember them. So he wandered around, deciding that he was worthy of judging others by their deeds. If he found someone that he deemed unnecessary for the world, he "righted the wrong". After traveling through many countries, he was finally caught, and sent to Deadman Wonderland.
Branches of Sin ability: He is able to harden his blood within his body, and release blood through his pores.
"Don't touch me." Jack said gruffly, glancing at the kid before pulling his arm free. He looked to his right and found he was blocked in by the other prisoners, trapped against this wall, and his plan for being left alone hadn't even worked. When a dark girl with green eyes approached him, her body language open and inviting, Jack scowled. It hadn't worked. People still wouldn't leave him alone. "Better get to high ground, sweetheart." He said, before going back into his nearly paralyzed state, stock still.
he chuckled at how jumpy jack was, maybe he was messed up a little because he always smiled, before long he starding quictly singing blood on the dance floor "yo ho ho, its a pirates life for me" and as one of the officers scowled and told him to shut up he replied "you wife casandra is pregnant" how he knew the officers wifes name of the fact he had not seen his wife for months, nobody knew, but the guard seemed to beleive him and broke down in tears, a satisfied smile across Avexis' face
he chuckled at jack, everybody seemed so jumpy, before long he was singing blo.od on the dance floor "yo h.o h.o, its a pirates life for me" and as a guard scowled and told him to shut up he replied "how is your wife cassandra, i hear she is pre.gnant" nobody knew how avexis knew, that hte guards wife was che.eting on him and hadnt seen him for months, but the guard beleived him and broke down in tears
Quinto grimaced at the prisoners around him. They were all guilty of many things, they deserved the harshest sentences possible. But why was he here? He was destined to judge the weak, and so he had done. There were those whon called it murder, but he called it what it was- justice. They had been alive, but none of them had truly lived. They brought nothing to the world, and showed signs of staying in their nonproductive ways. He knew what was right for the world.
As he watched the others scuffle around a bit, his grimace continued. If he must be imprisoned in this place with the mongrels, it was there that he decided that he would make sure none of them left alive. If these were indeed the lowest of the low, then it was the perfect time to initiate his plan. Soon, all filth would be gone from the world. For now, though, he simply stood still against the wall, waiting it through.
(nice ZephyrVon, should spice up the story line)
((Thanks. I've been developing my roleplaying skill since I've been gone, and this just seemed like the correct move...))
(( now all we need is for more people to reply and get the roleplay a rollin))
Tanika laughed nervously. "Don't be stupid," She said to the girl who had spoken, not even realizing she was being rude and could get herself killed, "We're all losers. He fought, but he didn't win. None of us did, obviously. We're all lost..."
Lynn was playing with the chains on her cuffs and observing the other inmates from the corners of her eyes. She noticed that the prisoners were enjoying this more than the guards, which she found quite shocking and interesting. "It just shows how re.tarded humans are," she mumbled, gazing up when she saw a higher ranking officer walk by. The Chief Guard walked towards the group of prison guards who were all glaring at the inmates. His eyes moved from the guard crying to the guard with chain imprints on his neck and then to the line of prisoners. "Is everything alright?" he asked the others. "Uh... Well you see, sir, one prison attacked Grimmly and another said something about Jordan's wife and he broke down crying…” "Hmmm.... Is that so?" the Chief asked as he walked over to the bawling guard. The guard tried to stifle his tears and straighten up as the Chief drew near, "Is that so?" he repeated staring right into the guard's eyes. Before the guy could answer the Chief shot his foot and his body fell to the floor. The man's screams of agonizing pain rang in Lynn's ears and it angered her. The Chief looked at the rest of the guards, "Listen well boys," he began while wiping his pistol from dust, "You don't bring your personal life to work because then you'll let these guys," he pointed his gun at the line of inmates, "to think you are weak. You all should have learned for day one; this is your life now, therefore everything else should be forgotten because I don't know if you all remember but, you're dealing with criminals here!" He sighed and glanced at the still screaming man, "Take him away! Take him to Doc. And don't you ever show that face around prisoners again, you hear me Jordan!... Alright, alright. So what type of bunch do we have here?" The Chief walked up and down the row of prisoners, eyeing each and every one of them. "They all have collars. Good, good. Okay, inmates! Time for you to hear a little speech from me and you better listen because this is crucial information for your life! Once you enter those doors on your left, you enter H*ll. Do anything stupid and we will leave you off with a shocking warning. You'll be unconscious for a day, which can be deadly to those on death row. Do it again, and I'll shoot you on the spot! If you want to know how this prison works, ask the other inmates that survived up until today. I suggest you do because I can guarantee you won't survive if you don't.... Am I missing any information, Charley?" the Chief asked, turning to face the guard behind him. "Um. No?" The Chief nodded and faced the prisoners again, "Well, I wish you h*ll, prisoners. Good bye. Okay, lead them inside then uncuff them." And then the Chief stalked off and the guards started barking orders. "All men, form a line on the right, women form a line on the left!"
((.... Sorry if it's too long, sort of needed to bring in a figure of authority ^^'))
Avexis Grimanced at the guard being kicked becuase he made him cry, he beleived comon violence could be done by word not action, and he noted everything about the Cheif guard, he would pay for being so cruel, cruelty was not allowed hin Avexes' Eyes wich is why he is in this prison in the first place
he watched the others step into line and did so himself, there was someone he was looking foreward to meeting, an old friend he knew was here, but for now he just needed to watch and leanr every thing around him, if he planned to live his life as normal, like the street cat he is, he will need to know the area and the people "officer!" he called to the Cheif, he wipped around in fury and held his gun under avexes' neck barcking "DID YOU SAY SOMETHING PRISONER!" yet avexes had a calm mannor "your shoe laces are undone, and boots are quite dirty, allowe me to help you" he smiled even though the prisoners pulled faces of discust, the cheif nodded and avexes nelt on his knee, spit pollished the boot, tied the lace and stood back up with a large, almost triumphant grin "mutch better" after that the prisoners went into there holding cells and the guards left after unchaining them
Jack decided not to test his luck for now. The shock he had received was barely a warning, and enough to incapacitate him. All the guards were probably looking for a reason to kill him now anyways. He avoided all of the guard's eyes and looked around the room with fake curiosity. Jack slowed down slightly to observe an electronic door to the main corridor, thinking if the electricity went out, would the door open or remain closed? "Hurry up!" A guard prodded him with their rifle, and Jack paused to give them a warning glare. Jack shook his head and refused to move until the barrel of the rifle left his shoulder. He followed the other prisoners, and mumbled something to himself as he realized he was in the same cell as that prisoner from earlier who touched him. Jack went to the corner, and sat down facing out so he could see everything in the small cell.
Avexis was sly, he pulled aout a square peace of clay, then pulled out a knife from his pocket, the knife held the Deadman Wonderland park Logo as he had stole it from the cheif when he was polloshing his boots
he walked towards jack with the knife "i have a plan, you willing to go along?" the clay had the shape of a key indented into it, he got a key press from the cheif as well for the main cell doors "we need to melt the knife, if i get the guards to shock me enough the collor might be able to melt such a week metal and then you can put it into the mould and let it set"