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Fandom Deadman Wonderland (Accepting - Limited)


Kitashi Maka

Angry.







"I wish you two the best of luck." Kat says, walking to her cage. Looking around, she notices she was the only one there, but also noticed how her cage was significantly different than the other two cages. "Oh, nice and cozy. I feel SO free. I totally don't feel trapped like an animal or anything. Psh... Oh, and the unbreakable glass is a real nice touch. I love it!" Kat speaks with with heavy sarcasm, somehow managing to keep a straight face. Sighing, she stands with her arms folded waiting for the others to arrive so she can get this over with.











 
Thane walk towards the arena unsure of what was to come. he found himself face to face with a giant bird cage and questioned again, What kind of game is this? Thane really hope this wasn't some sick kind of sexual orgy the prison put on. Realizing whatever was about to happen wouldn't be clean. He didn't want his favorite jacket to get messed up so he took it off, folded it neatly, and sit on the ground outside of the cage.


"Someone mind telling me what they want us to do inside that death trap?" Thane asked toward anyone listening in the arena.
 
Ken looked at his future opponent with a smirk. "Have you never do-...wait a second... You are one of the ones that arrived today!? Hahahaha!" He said with a grin as he played with his switchblade. "As you said this is a death trap...so they want death. Don't worry we are suppose to help each other while they send in killable enemies. The four of us work together to try and stay alive until the timer runs out." Ken said as he flipped his blade in and out. 'I wonder how much he knows. Will he by this? I'm a pretty damn good lier so he should. How much of his sin does he know about? Does he know a thing about it? Damn it since he is new I know nothing about him.' @HawkBlood
 
Chesire listened to Nether, and grinned. He knew precisely what he was doing, and he liked Nether's tale. Chesire knew the rules. He wasn't one to ignore them. He looked down at his jacket after watching Thane fold his up.


'Maybe Chesire should do the same... But what if someone steals it?' He pondered taking his jacket off.


@HawkBlood @Peaceswore
 
Yukinoshita squealed in delight as she saw three people in front of the cage where she was supposed to figjt. She didn't recognized the othrr two, but she knew who one of them was.


"Oh Nether!" She called out in a sing song voice. "I would love to see how you taste, and believe me, I do not mean it sexually." She said as she licked her lips.


"And who is this little fellow? Glad to see a ypung one here, your flesh would be tender and sweet. I'm sure of it." She said as she passed by the ypunger of the three. She inspected them as if she were picking out what to eat for dinner, which of course she was. "This one would have tougher meat, but hey, I could always save you for last." She said with a grin as she stopped in front of the last person. "Welcome to Deadman Wonderland, fresh meat."


@BeyondLovesL
 
"Hey, Widow...care to work on some tag team in any way possible while in this death hole? Best to try rather than think one better than the other. Maybe, I'll even let you take me to the floor...if we win." The girl at his side said, he clicked his tongue, as he felt her hand pass across his cheek. He qucikly went up in the long stairs, entering the cage. A big, very big error to have brick walls.


It was like putting a mouse versus a spider in a maze, the spider just goes up, observes te mouse and pounces on him when ready, of course, anything could happen, but the enemies, only one seemed ''threatening'', and he didn't look the slightest bit powerful, the other guy looked like a 10 year old girl. He cracked his neck, only moving it slightly and making a crack as loud as one of stepping on a thousand nuts and crushing them, before putting his guard up and letting his foot slide backwards, not worrying on using his sin right now.



''Get ready to rumble, you motherfuckers.''
 
"Are you planning on pile driving them down?" she spoke softly then chuckled a bit as she stood beside him now, though a more relaxed and collected position. Her legs even with her shoulder width, her hands open and arms hung by her side though her back was straight and eyes staring at the two across from her and Widow. She couldn't help but want to stretch out, to almost bring a more carefree, aloof feel to the bird cage. But it only seemed one of her opponents was serious and stern - probably the one called Dragon. Don't underestimate them...I can't falter when it comes to these matches. Especially not when I'm among men.


Okay, they needed some kind of plan - something to save them grief of losing a body part and a terrible tally to their losing streak. She actually couldn't recall Widow's winning and losing marks. What a shame...I'm fighting blind. "Widow...please tell me we can figure out a plan of defense or attack on these two - within a couple minutes? I'd rather not fight recklessly." Unless of course this attractive veteran male was into that shit - but hell, she was up for winning to if possible, and that meant attempts at making a name for herself.


@Newtype
 
Juushiro strolls through G-Block in a rather casual manner, his hands in his pockets and a friendly, small smile on his face. Getting in was rather simple. After all, everyone has something they want, and Juushiro simply provides it… in exchange for a small favor, here and there. A guard, looking the other way for a stash of a certain opiate. A prisoner fending off a rather hostile group in exchange for two hard candies. Yes, everyone has a price, and Juushiro just so happens to be a dealer in what they want. And it’s not like the director cares enough to stop him, what with his obsession with the deadmen. After two years reading the insane, piecing together the Director’s motivations were child’s play.


He stops in the bar, a central area. Nobody of any importance takes notice of him, save for a few glances here and there. Most of the people here know who he is, though. ‘The Dealer’. The only man you can come to for anything from outside. In fact, he somehow smuggled a pony into the prison for a particularly… eccentric… member of the undertakers, Hibaki. They have a bit of an unspoken agreement- he provides board games and other such things, and she keeps the psychopathic, homicidal maniacs off of his back.


Having heard the announcement before he came in, Juushiro turns his attention to the screens in place for viewing the fight. Having just recently smuggled in blood bags, it’s only pragmatic that he keep an eye on potential ‘buyers’. Hell, he might be able to get an organ or two in, if he gets a good deal for them. He leans back. ‘You know, I think I’m just about desensitized by now.’ He muses, before chuckling. ‘Ah, who am I kidding? I stopped being bothered by this shit after my first month here…’ Letting out another chuckle, he takes out a can of beer from somewhere on him, taking a gulp before exhaling. “Let’s see how these guys do. It’ll be entertaining, if nothing else...” He mutters, then bows his head down.


He smiles, a smile that would fit on the face of a mad god. “And maybe I can make a profit out of it. After all…” His smile becomes a depraved grin, and his chuckles become manic before he manages to quell them.


“It’s just business.”
 
Chesire grinned while being inspected. But not a happy grin, but instead a twisted grin. "Chesire may be young, but he knows what he's doing." He says, confidently.
 
Alicia stretched and yawned as she walked down the halls of the G-Sector. Stupid Tamaki and his stupid loud announcement. How's a girl supposed to get any sleep? Then again, she had been sleeping an awful lot recently, so maybe being awake for once wasn't that bad of an idea.


As she approached her destination, two guards paused their rather loud chatting and just stared at her. Alicia glared at them. "Can I help you, boys?" She asked coolly. Had any other prisoner spoken to them like that it would have resulted in a harsh beating, possibly rape, but even these two knew who she was and had heard that the last person that had tried something had lost a rather important body part. Without answering her, the two guards quickly looked away and continued walking. The heck was that about? She wondered as she watched them leave. They hadn't been only ones either. Three other guards and a group of prisoners she passed earlier had also ogled her. Did I mess up my makeup or something?


Finally reaching her destination, Alicia threw open the door to a very classic looking bar, complete with a pool table, dart board, and half-a-dozen loud, cheerful people. "Lucy! I'm home!" She called out as she entered the room, causing everyone to glance up and burst out laughing.


"Yo Alicia!" someone shouted. "You forgot something!"


"What are you talking-" she started, but then noticed where everyone was looking. Glancing down, Alicia realized that, once again, she had left her room in nothing but her underwear.


"EEEEEP!"
 
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Juushiro takes a moment to take note of the new arrival. He takes another one to ogle her. He takes a final one to discreetly snap a picture. 'It's blackmail,' he rationalizes. 'just blackmail.' And if said blackmail happens to be used to relieve 'stress', well...


Anyway... He gives her a friendly smile and chuckles. "You usually dress like that, or is today my birthday?" He asks jokingly, managing to keep any lecherousness out of his voice. "Either way, thanks for the treat. Most of the people in here aren't quite as... easy on the eyes... as you are." His smile widens a fraction. "I'm Juushiro, but most call me the Dealer. I assume you've heard of me...?" He offers his hand, knowing full well she might try to use it as a way to attack him. Of course, one doesn't last long in G Block without a branch of sin if they weren't well prepared for whatever they might meet...
 
Nether let out a sigh as he placed a hand on his head and shook his head. "Don't be like that Vulture. I admit some people can't seem to get enough of me. But to eat me *sigh* you almost turned me on." He joked as the bell went off symbolizing the game began. The sound had barley left the air before Nether charged straight for vulture however before he was ten feet in front of her he did as sudden shift and went after the new guy. In a flash he brought out his switch blade and aimed a strike at the jugular going for the kill.


 
@BeyondLovesL @CrimsonEclipse
 
"You usually dress like that, or is today my birthday?"


"Only about twice a week!" The man from before called out, causing the entire bar to burst into laughter once again.


"Shut up!" Alicia screamed, face beet-red and arms attempting to cover herself. "Gorou!"


"Alright, alright..." Gorou, the bartender, said as he tried to stifle his laughter. Reaching under the counter he pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a thin jacket and passed it to her. Catching them, Alicia quickly slipped them on.


Once decent, she turned back to the smuggler. "Yeah, I've heard of you." She said accepting the handshake and giving him a smile, having recovered from her embarrassment. Several of her friends had benefited from Juushiro's trade. "My name's Alicia, though you may know me better as Lyerbird. Then again, you might not. I haven't had a fight in over a month." She admit sheepishly.


@Naruyashan
 
"I know who you are, miss Fendrel. Information is a market too, and business has always been booming." Juushiro replies, using his free hand to wipe away the thin trickle of blood running from his nose. "You'd be surprised how far a couple of top-secret files and ways of enforcing any threats-I mean... suggestions... you make will take you." He adds, grinning. "Though, you may want to get some pants on, at least. I mean, I'm about as gentlemanly a guy as you can find here, and I'm still looking while it's out. After all, they say chivalry's dead." He slides his hands into his pockets. "Anyways, if you happen to need anything, let me know. I can provide pretty much anything... for a price." He chuckles. "Hell, I got a pony in here for that one undertaker kid, Hibana." He finishes, leaning back against the counter.


@Ian Temero
 
These people sure are weird. One guy did happen to seem nice, but then again they seem nice at first to the new guy and Thane had been a new guy many times so he was very weary of what might happen. Then the buzzer rang and Thane prepared for whatever was coming.


Thane saw the guy lunge towards the really creepy girl then twist towards him. He saw the shimmer of metal and moved into a boxer's stance. He stepped to the side and felt the blade cut his forearm. The cut was shallow, but long.


"Thank you" he said calmly to the man who had just tried to stab him. "For clarifying who I'm fighting" The blood from the cut formed into a dark red disk in Thane's hand with a thin strand still connected to the cut. He kept his distance from everyone in the arena and called out "so whose next?" He cut his other wrist before whiping his arm and sending the disc flying towards the man with a knife.


 
@Peaceswore
 
Vulture (for it's impossible to think of her as Yukinoshita right now) cackled in laughter as she heard the buzzer. She was quite disappointed that Nether didn't attack her and instead opted to attack the fresh meat. But the grin returned to her face when she saw the young and tender newbie just standing there, as if waiting to be eaten. She scratched her back with her talons, drawing blood. She then sprouted two pairs of grotesque and beautiful, in its own macabre way, wings. Vulture rose to the air, her grin getting wider as she locked on to her prey. "Bon apetit!" She exclaimed as she lunged towards the little boy.


@BeyondLovesL
 
Ken smirked as cut on of his wrist making a wire com out of it. He hten used the wire to wipe away the disk and smash it due to the power behind the strike. "You're welcome Hahahaha! I'm the helpful type!" He shouted before running at thane again. He kept zig zaging making sure it was hard to predict his moment not wanting to let the guy no his next attack. When he closed the distance he used his wire and move it in a diagonal whipping motion aiming for the neck in hopes of decapitating his enemy so he could get this over with quickly.


@HawkBlood
 
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"Though, you may want to get some pants on, at least. I mean, I'm about as gentlemanly a guy as you can find here, and I'm still looking while it's out. After all, they say chivalry's dead."


"Probably should have put those on before the jacket, boss!" The heckling man called yet again, earning another round of snickers.


"I'm working on it! You bunch of perverts!" Alicia shouted, her cheeks turning red once again as she shoved her legs into the sweatpants. "And Rick, what have I told you about calling me "boss" outside of the bedroom?" This got a few more laughs and a couple digs at Rick's masculinity from the guys sitting at his table. Grinning, the young lady turned back to Dealer. "Well I'm currently creating a list of some rather questionable materials that I need, but it's going to be a pretty big list. Will your offer still be standing this time tomorrow?" She asked quietly.


"Hey guys! The fighting's started!" Rick suddenly called out, and everyone's attention turned towards the viewing screen, which was currently showing the battle in Cage One.


Jugging from how they were standing, it was Nether and Cheshire versus Vulture and... "Hey Gorou, who's that?"


"Who? Chesh? Oh! You mean the other one! He's being called Crimson Fox." The barkeep answered, cleaning a glass. "Seems he just arrived."


"A newbie, huh?" Alicia said with a sigh, watching as the two veterans rushed the less experienced combatants. Of course those lunatics would go after the fresh meat first. "How unlucky, getting Nether as his first opponent. Even Joker or Dragon would have been better. I mean, at least you know that their attacks will kill you!" She just hoped that the new guy was smart enough and quick enough not to get bitten.


"I wonder if he even knows how to use his Branch of Sin?" She mused. "Oh! What do you know? He does. That's good."


@Naruyashan
 
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"Calling us perverts, then referencing the bedroom. My, my, it seems you're more adventurous than I thought." He chuckles. "In any case, my offer will stand tomorrow. Be aware, however, that nothing is free..." He grins, before turning to the screen. 'That Chesh-obviously a reference to Alice in Wonderland-is either really smart or really stupid... or maybe both. The other one is good, but too idealistic. He's a new arrival, obviously, and I'm sure he'll soon find out what such naiveté will bring you in a place like this...There's not too much to be said about the vets-bloodthirsty, sarcastic, etcetera. After a while, you tend to become like that.'
 
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Chesire gave a grin when he saw her launch forward. Then, using his sharp nails, cut the back of his hand, and then the real laws became apparent. As soon as she was only a few inches from him, he quickly rolled out of her way, and swiped at her.


'Such a pretty mouse has wings!' He thought to himself. 'Pretty kitty has claws!'


He, once she was past him, was now crouched down, one leg out and the other bent, like he was going to pounce on her.


@CrimsonEclipse
 
"Well boy give me an assist, I need three long vertical cuts on my back." Ban said. Ban removed his cloak and tossed it outside the cage. He wasn't wearing a shirt so he just exposing his tattooed upper body. Hs looked at the enemy and tried to pick which one would last longer. "Boy when the fighting begins I'll hang back while you tire them out. I'll jump in if you seem to be losing or is in desperate need of my help." Ban explained.


@Yumi kurtoph
 
She snarled in annoyance when she missed him. She flew back up, the displeasure of missing evident on her face. She was more than 20 feet up in the air, her wings flapping strongly. She knew she only had a couple of minutes left before she needs to lose her wings. Time to get serious. She thought to herself. She once again lunged towards the new kid, as if trying the same thing aain. When she was a couple of feet from him, she suddenly ginned widely. She opened her mouth and emitted a foul smelling cloud of blood. It began to spread, making it very hard to see. She flew up before the new kid could take a swipe at her. Once up in the air, she shot the new kd with razor sharp feathers of blood, shooting barrage after barrage of feathers.
 
"You got it boss!" Kikiyo said exitedly standing up and opening his pocket knife. "I can handle until they tire no problem, I'll just make more tails." He says cutting the three, neat, vertices lines into Bans back. "All done. Sorry if it hurt."


'hmmmm. Maybe I should take off my shirt. Never mind I don't want people to see my mark.' He thinks as he drags his knife across his lower back wincing in pain. "You know no matter how many times I do it, it still hurts." He said with a chuckle as he threw his knife onto his coat.


@Newtype
 
Often Times, Shiro Finds Herself


In Odd Places…


"Oh! Shiro came into the wrong hallway…” the albino red eyed girl had put one brown mitten hand to her mouth, eyes blinking as she stared into the bar/lounge area. She often times roams the areas of the prison – knowing it nearly like the back of her hand. She has even seen the Doctor’s office and experimentation lab by accident. Quite frightening for a teenage girl even despite her reckless and carefree persona. “Where did Shiro go?” she asked herself this time, as she walked further into the room full of other people. She saw these new folk and smiled a bit, running over, “Do any of you have sweets for Shiro?” she asked, excited that this place appeared to at least have food. She quickly interrupted the “deal” that had been going on between two other prisoners but paid no mind to the fact – the girl needed her energy.
 
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