Fantasy Thesta Penitentiary for the Wicked

[Sybil]

Samantha Fratellis

The alarm sounded, and the next thing she heard was the heavy breathing and footsteps of something beastly run down an adjacent hallway. She WAS on her was to woodworking to oversee some prisoners, but as she learned in her time in her unit was if there was chaos, FIX IT.

'I did not tell you to wait for a better shot! Whatever god you follow it sure as SHIT is not on your side! THE MINUTE YOU TELL ME YOU CAN'T IS THE MINUTE YOU CANNOT HANDLE THIS UNIT.' I still hear you.... asshole.

Her suit under the kevlar went skin tight and the gas mask began to filter, the goggles lighting up with a soft orange glow as her equipment responded to her wordless command. Unfortunately for her, and the guard, she ended up happening upon the wolf after her confrontation with the Warden and Chaplin. Unfortunately for the wolf, she was not packing beanbag rounds now, nor was she going to announce her presence.
Click-BOOSH

A spell glyph appeared for a second before the bullet fired, a thick slug passing through the green symbols at the end of the barrel and shining brightly before colliding with the ground in front of the wolf. If Silver did not move in time they would feel a rush of a massive concussive blast that would put the guard out of his bloody misery. After the initial split-second blast the hall would begin to flay, the walls, ceiling and floor tears slightly as these gusts of winds cut all over the wolf-like invisible grenade fragments.
"NEXT ONE KILLS. DOWN."

WillfulWren​

 

[Yonsisac]

-Val-
Head of security
Pass Location: N/A
Current location:Gen pop First floor
Mention: N/A
Interaction: Jasper Bent KasperXIII Samantha Sybil and other guards
Action: Escorting jasper but interrupted by alarm, radioing with security to know about the situation

"Its not just "Fancy" as you tittle, more so a undoubtedly important task. With such respectful behavior, you catch the eye of many" Felvon commented as she waited for the mind reader to change, as serious and strict this centaur was, Jasper has earn his small "kindness" from her in a way as compared to many other prisoners causing so many troubles and havoc, Jasper was the complete opposite. Now after some minutes and Jasper out of his cell and ready to take on the road towards the wardens office and with a nod the officer signal to follow her. Valka knew he would not go anywhere or disobey so there was no need to push him or cuff him but just lead him like usually, clearing her throat Felvon began to issue her usual strict statements as she slowly hooved down the metallic stairs of the Gen pop. "Jasper Bent, as you can auto-analyze this is a very important position for a inmate and surely the only one that will undertake it as most inmate have shown "Unacceptable" behavior. As such there are a few strict procedure that must be proceeded and if any are broken: You can be removed from said position and punished depending on its severity.
One: You are NOT allowed by any means to Leave or enter the wardens offices without MY permission, as such this enforces in working hours for you to remain in your cell and be escorted ,by me only unless said so, from gen-pop to office and equally vice versa.

Two: Any sort of foreign object is NOT allowed to be brought inside the warden's office, you will undergo search before entering. Any and all undesignated objects ill be confiscated and if objects proves to be any sort of "weapon" you will be punished.

Three: Do no disturb or enforce a unacceptable behavior while inside the office. Calm and silence is enforced, ignored and you will be warned once, if warned twice, you will be removed from office temporarily.

Four: You are not allowed disobey any orders from the warden, unless it is testified as a "Opinion", you are freely capable of responding.

Five: Once working time is over, you must stand ready to be escorted and searched, once done i will take you to gen pop and from there is normal time."

Soon after reaching the metallic double door to exit the gen pop, The centaur security officer stopped, turned to face and look down at the inmate. She wanted him to feel watched but as well know anything that goes wrong, He will be faced with her. "Six: If Any harm comes to the warden, you will be subdued or executed on sight, understood? But as far we seen you will never do such a thing but...just a warning" With that done she rolled her eyes as the officer hoped jasper dint get scared or whatever as this is not the first time Valka puts such a intimidating show and knowing jasper he would never do anything harmful. But as she thought this would be some easy trip, the alarms began to blur and echo through the prison. Felvon Hooves stomped loudly on the concrete flooring as this is the second dam time! Now what was going on?. Reaching to her waist and turning on her communication device, the angry voice echoed through " Security personal Report in! What is the situation!".

 

[KasperXIII]

[POSTED ON BEHALF OF WillfulWren ]

The girl in a mountain lion's skin snarled, ears flattening against her skull as the guard shot at her, and in a childish show of defiance, she rooted around inside the corpse a bit more, purposely ripping the intestines out so they spilled across the floor, then she grabbed a piece a piece of offal - probably the heart - from the dead guard. Well, if he hadn't been dead before Sam showed up, he sure was now. She sprang away, glad she had switched forms - wolves didn't have that sort of jumping power. She went to run in the other direction, then remembered she was being pursued from that direction, and surely it wouldn't take the old guy or whatever backup he had requested long to get here.

Well, that was that plan out the window. With a sigh, she sank into a crouch, the silver fur of her head and neck matted with gore and bits of viscera. Her red eyes ware darting side to side, and her fur was standing on end, but she carried on chewing at the heart, sending blood spurting across the floor. Of course, there would be hell to pay for this, but there had already been a death, so she might as well fight when the guards came to drag her to solitary - she could hardly make it worse, after all.

And so, her muscles were tensed, her claws out and she was completely ready to hurl herself at the first person to step within her attack range. It's not like they were allowed to kill her or anything, no matter how much damage she caused...Right?

 

[KasperXIII]

[Due to the RPN outage/issues with notifications, just so we don't lose anyone again: Zenpai Flowiest D SidTheSkid WillfulWren Dana Zane Yonsisac firebright24 Sybil Athanas ]

 

[KasperXIII]

|:| Warden Edward Brookes |:|

Just the sight of a shapeshifter before his eyes actually using their powers would've been grounds for Brookes to bring the prison into lockdown. The only reason he'd given Calder the option was because he'd already subdued the chimera attempting to break out of isolation. Otherwise, this situation was a no-brainer. Question was: would this shapeshifter, who he'd yet to identify, surrender now that she found herself before the highest authority in Thesta Penitentiary? It appeared not, because she'd bolted at full speed. Seems like the easy game couldn't be played here, which seemed to be a common trend for criminals. Maybe it was a step further than just evil nature; maybe this was just backlash over the new inmate system, pairing them together and overcrowding. Perhaps this inmate had just been underestimated, in which she'd be further inhibited soon enough and spend some time in solitary... or worse. But running? Not a sign of an innocent slip-up in drug dosage causing side effects and aggression... this was grounds for a riot or escape attempt. Both of which meant one thing:

"I'm calling lockdown, Chaplain," he growled, without a regard for the fact he'd said that before the rest of the inmates in isolation, including one that might be being transferred as they speak. Whoever was out would have to get down according to protocol anyway. As much as the Warden didn't want to call for ANOTHER lockdown in the same hour, this was quite an emergency. Not a few rebels getting down and dirty in the hallway, but a breech of security that posed a risk to prisoners and personnel alike. Brookes reabsorbed the ice dagger behind his back into his fingertips and tapped a pager clipped to his belt loop - the pager that every guard carried about for lockdown. And in an instant, the alarms went off, windows covered in blast shields, doors locked, the entire protocol all back in action once again. And all inmates were expected to get down again.

No doubt the Warden needed to get a few stern words out to the guards later. This was simply unacceptable.

He reached over for the portable radio on the other side of his hip that was already going off like crazy in the face of crisis and held it to his lips. "All security personnel, we have a breech in security, shapeshifter, exiting the isolation hall. She is to be stopped, alive. We don't need a death on our hands, but she is to be stopped and inhibited as heavily as she must be. We CANNOT have an escape or riot on our hands."

The words weren't just for Calder, but for the entire security personnel. Someone was going to have to stop Silver, and it couldn't be the gifted Warden. He couldn't show his abilities. Too risky.

"I will keep order in isolation, Officer Zhukov," he barked, waving his hand before the line of cells and petty guards now at arms around the hall. "You pursue the shapeshifter, ensure that protocol is followed and that inmates are on the ground."

The Warden was a competent fighter, after all, ice powers or not. Not to mention a menacing voice that would make any misbehaving crook cower. He'd be fine in the isolation hall while Calder goes after the shapeshifter.

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|:| Jasper Bent |:|

Whatever he's told, it wouldn't change the fact that he saw the position as some form of elitism. He'd surely be pestered for being the Warden's lapdog and would ruin any sort of discreetness he was trying to maintain. However... closeness to the Warden would make him the least likely candidate to be an escapee. It gave him options, and best he doesn't argue with the guard that'd be escorting him to and from work. He just nodded to Valka in respect as he'd done many times before with the head of security. It seemed like she'd already begun to show him some leniency: no cuffs, no shoving about to lead him to the Warden's office. Jasper already knew the way as is, but it was comforting to know the degree of trust held for him after a year of good behavior. He obediently followed the centaur down the stairs from the upper level and listened to her words, not a word of resistance or disrespect out of his lips. Just nods here and there with the occasional 'got it' after each sentence she'd given.

Rules, obviously. Ones to ensure that he doesn't take advantage of his position as the Warden's office assistant. Searches every time, no harm upon the warden, the usual stuff that he'd expect from a high-rise position. But Jasper was curious... what the hell did the Warden want an assistant for anyway? And why did he appoint an inmate from a prison holding the world's most dangerous individuals? True, Jasper was one of the more mild cases of Thesta's population, but he was still a member of a prison for gifted, dangerous, and wicked people and creatures. A man as prestigious as Edward Brookes could easily afford someone more professional, a proper secretary, for instance. Was this a cost-efficient solution of sorts? Or has the warden truly lost his marbles?

Or was Thesta losing is marbles? Because very quickly into the rule recitation, noises had already begun to erupt from the prison - and not the sexy ones like Zorra and Cahone gave off. This was danger, a breech in security that caught Valka's attention. Jasper stopped in his place, hands to his sides and staring attentively at the centaur's radio. What was going on? Was this about to result in another lockdown? And indeed, he guessed right. Shortly after she asked for a status report, the alarms in the hall went off, and the mind reader didn't hesitate to hit the deck and get on his knees, then face down on his belly onto the ground. His eyes, however, peeked upward at Valka to see what was going on. He could hear Warden Brookes' orders. A shapeshifter... while Thesta was home to many of those, Jasper couldn't help but assume the worst about this shapeshifter...

Silver.

Was she about to get caught with HIS escape map fragment? Hopefully she'd noticed that and discarded it before she went on this rampage of hers. Maybe she thought escape would happen this fast. Would her future punishment be his fault?

Not like he'd get in trouble for it anyway. His nose was clean. No evidence on that paper pointed to him. Looks like he might just bring Silver into a smear campaign. So much for making friends...

Mentions (all): Sybil WillfulWren SidTheSkid Yonsisac Flowiest D Dana Zane Zenpai firebright24 Athanas

~LOCKDOWN NOW IN PROGRESS~

 

[Zenpai]

Alasdair sighs when the alarms start screeching for the second time this morning. He pinches the bridge of his nose. These people are fucking idiots. He lies down on his stomach and puts his hands on his head. At this rate, we'll have 10 lockdowns by the end of the week!
(this post is basically short and useless because I have nothing to say! WEEEEEEEE!)

 

[Flowiest D]

Jason was back from vacation, he looked just like he did when he left, the suit, the small smile with a cigarette hanging out. And his bright white coffee mug he was never seen without.
He had just finished talking to Harold explaining how his two weeks went by swimmingly and exotic, when a lockdown was issued!

A shapeshifter is causing trouble! But they can probably handle it Jason. Want your coffee Irish sugar?

Jason made a loud sigh as he placed Charlotte the second, his mug. In the air.
As if he placed it on a coffee table! The mug sitting there waiting for his hand to grasp her again.
Jason signed in and signed his name. Then took Charlotte back into his grasp taking a sip as he waved goodbye to Harold.

“Suppose I show them troubles over, now that the mugger is patrolling again.”
He muttered a smile to Charlotte the second as he keyed in the number to open the door. They change it so often, Charlotte just tells him what it is now.
Oooo Jason I can’t wait. I’ll brew you something special that will scare the fear of GOD into them, they will never try anything troubling again.

Jason laughed as the door slammed down behind him. A golem of a man was attempting to fight back against two guards. Jason threw Charlotte at the stone face, cracking his eyebrow and spilling hot coffee into his field of view
“Aiiiieeeeeeee!!!” The stone man falls to the ground in pain, blinded, as Charlotte whipped back to Jason’s hand with no scratch’s blemishes, it was as clean and pristine as the day he stole it.
and Charlotte the second had a fresh cup of joe ready aswell,
“Thanks sweetheart” Jason says lovingly as he takes a sip.
He proceeded on to where the mountain lion was causing shit.
————
Felix was teasing some woman with plum jam during all this.
———-
Cahone was still in a pool of ice.

 

[Dana Zane]

((Deeply sorry for the wait and looks like I need to update calamitas and Lilith locations))

|:| Calamitas |:|​

Calamitas glances at the loud speaker as the lockdown is initiated and smiles as this will be advantage for her as she started to back up into a out of sight with a few tools as she quietly and carefully begin to use her own abyssal soul and in a low amount to trigger mana drain to heat up her collar around her neck until it turns a glowing red but winces in pain from the heat as she then picked up a screwdriver and hammer. "This will have to do..." she said as she then put the screwdriver against the collar and hits the glowing red part of the collar with the least amount of strength to prevent sound. After a few attempts as the collar didn't have any scratchs as she then hit the screwdriver back harder as a loud sound of metal being struck is heard as she freezed up a bit in worried as the collar seemed to be cracked from the hit. She then glances out to see if anyone noticed and go back at it with her collar.

|:| Lilith |:|​

Lilith soon released her weapons from safety as two miniguns come out her sleeves of her clothes and soon started to head to the location of the situation as she heard lockdown. Though her missiles are still on safety but stopped by a door due to lockdown.

 

[firebright24]

Alice jumped in fear as the alarms went off yet again. Her mind spun and she dropped her chisel and mallet. Sparks shot through her fingertips and along her back. She panted in fear. Had she done somthing? She shook and grasped onto the counter top to steady herself. She suddenly was terrified that she was showing weakness to this Will. She knew from her years in the streets that if you want to live you never show weakness. Her brother had told her this many times as he watched her get beat up, abused and tortured. She refused to look back at Will. Afraid of what he might do to her. Where was Jasper. She wanted Jasper now more than ever. He had been safety, he had been her confidence. Now she was alone and scared. She bit her lip so hard it started bleeding. Electricity continuing to zap through her body.

mentioned: Athanas KasperXIII

 

[WillfulWren]

When the old guy who had supposedly been chasing her didn't appear, the shifter felt more confident and, without warning, Shifted into a rat and ran back the way she had came, zig zagging to avoid any bullets that might come her way. As soon as she turned a corner she was a mountain lion again, mad dash slowing to an easy lope. There was a lockdown on, and guards had to be flocking to her location, so she was war`y, all senses on high alert, despite the pain her sensitive ears were feeling from the lockdown alarms.
Then an odd smell reached her nose, something foul and bitter...What was it called, the drink that some people somehow enjoyed....
Coffee?

Must be a guard or someone, she thought, eyes narrowing as the person approached. She snarled, baring fangs as she sank into a crouch, preparing to pounce. There was still blood and viscera all over her, of course.
Flowiest D

 

[Flowiest D]

Jason was told of a rat before he saw a lion and a laugh escaped his lips.
It’s a shapeshifter I said that...
“Silly Charlotte the second, make me that extra peppy blend?”
My pleasure sugar! The bitter smell turned somewhat sweet and fruity as he took a long sip.
Watching the lion crouch down. Covered in blood and shit.
She killed and ate mark.
“what?” Jason almost spat out the magical coffee.
I’m sorry.
Charlotte could tell Jason was pissed. Mark owed him money and was a good friend. This inmate had killed a guard? Ate him?
“of course this happens just as I sign in”
The animal instincts in the shapeshifter surely screamed out in her mind
FUCKING RUN!!!!!!!!!!
As Jason seemed to be pure rage in a godly human form, his blue suit seemed to be moving in he breeze. But they were inside?
Dear god that’s his rage! His rage was visible to the eye in the way it pushed your hair back and made things look dramatic.

Fueled by rage and magic caffeine.
Jason literally rushed forward faster then the lion could react, and in a massive axe kick stomped the lions face to the concrete floor.
He then did that twice more however not as hard each time.
Giving a soccer kick into the jaw of the beast who ate his mate, she hit the wall like a ball.

WillfulWren

 

[WillfulWren]

Silver barely had time to back away before the guard attacked, swiping at him as he kicked her, a strangled yelp escaping. That hurt.
As she smacked into the wall, she almost changed forms, but she gritted her teeth and got to her feet...Then stumbled forward a bit to throw up bits of the guard's dead friend all over his shoes.

She crouched again, but less as a preparation to attack, and more to just...Submit? Yes, that seemed to be what she was doing, as black spots danced across her vision like some kind of inverse fireflies, her head aching. She blinked slowly, pushing down another wave of nausea. Concussion is more than a possibility.

Even a proud girl like her knew when to give up, and, besides there was no chance of escape, so the longer she ran, the more she killed and fought, the longer she'd spend in solitary, the more she'd get hurt...The more chance there was of a bullet hitting home. Better to stop now, after having a bit of fun, and not much damage done to her. Though, she definitely wasn't looking forward to whatever the punishment was going to be. And she was feeling so dizzy....

 

[Dana Zane]

Calamitas continued to chip at her collar until a loud sound of metal breaking as her collar soon fell on the floor "Finally..." she huffed as she walked out of her spot and began to head to the door as two guards who are keeping eye on the prisoners soon glance at Calamitas walking up to the door "It's lockdown you damn witch, your not going anywhere." One of the guards yelled as Devilish smile appeared on her face "Yea so?" She said as she raised her hand up as one of guards noticed her collar is off "Get down!!" The guard yelled as he dived into cover as other one looked at guard who dived into cover and back to Calamitas as she launched a barrage of abyss souls at the guard "Oh shi-!" He was soon cut off as the abyss souls hit him causing him to be set on fire with brimstone flames and begins to scream as the guard freaked out and began to run around as the prisoners backed away to stay away from the guard on fire. Calamitas soon her attention to the door as her brimstone flame scythe soon formed in her hands and proceeds to put the flaming scythe's blade in the the lockdown door and proceeds to rip a massive hole in it. She soon walked through as the guard that was in cover soon got up and looked at what used to be the other guard and pulled out his radio "Calamitas has broken out and she doesn't have her collar on!" The guard yelled.
KasperXIII Flowiest D Sybil and other guards

 

[Sybil]

Samantha Fratellis and Pisha

The special operative watched the impressive strike on the wolf, the coffee cup making an impressive blunt weapon. Unfortunately, it did not suffice, and as such Sam kept her weapons raised at the beast. A break in the prison twice? This is ridiculous!
That is when she heard the crash and boom of a metal door crashing down.
"ANOTHER?! THIS IS QUALIFICATIONS OF A PRISON BREAK!"
"Time?" The voice echoed in her head, the girl gripping her gun barrel tightly, cursing under her breath as she took a quick judgment. Two breaches and one is unknown. Possible casualties stacking. Too many unknowns. Too many risks. Need control.
Sam grabs her radio, tuning it to a specific channel she had set specifically with Warden's permission.
"CUT THE LIGHTS! NOW!"
And like that the lights went out, the entire prison going dark in five seconds with large electrical kachunk sounds. Completely pitch black.

"You are all in my house now~~" said a young and soothing voice, followed by a chuckle. Every prisoner would feel rooted unless they were locked up, any resistance met with the darkness itself smothering them. Red beady eyes would appear in all the hallways, staring and watching.
As for guards, they would be left unaffected, but nonetheless able to see the demon's handiwork.
"And you two need to behave! But I can arrange that!"
Likely that Silver and Calamitis would resist, but the effects would be different. The minute they fought the darkness, a tar-like liquid would spew and surround them, sticking to their bodies. The more magic and energy the expended the more it absorbed, draining whatever it touched.
"FEED ME~! HAHA~!"
And with that the darkness would subside, returning to normal darkness, the tar-like liquid sufficiently restraining the two prison rioters... Or at least that would be all if it wasn't for the demon noticing Alasdair's lack of inhibitor along with Alice's lack of restraint. Both of them would have the darkness continue, a face contorting out of the blackness.
"Behave, or else I get to have you~!"

And with that, the event was finally over. The lights came clicked back on, revealing the tarred mage and wolf, both risking injury or life-shortening by resisting.
In front of the warden would be a woman of maybe 20 years old, pale skin and red eyes with jet black hair and a weird old military-looking uniform.
"All accounted for Eddie! Can I eat one of them? Sam says I can't but what does Sam know~"

Spoiler: Pisha picture for warden, and mentions

[spoiler/]

Dana Zane WillfulWren Zenpai firebright24 Flowiest D Yonsisac KasperXIII Gryphtaur SidTheSkid Athanas KAmber

 

[WillfulWren]

Fear flooded the lioness's system, her breathing catching in her throat as she basically shut down with terror as the black liquid covered her. She thrashed wildly, snapping and snarling at the strange substance, her heart pounding as if to break out of her chest. To be restrained, tied down...There was nothing Silver feared more, and when she couldn't fight anymore, she collapsed, sides heaving and red eyes wide, searching for escape. She whimpered quietly, pulling at the tar like creation as she tried to escape. She would have returned to human form to beg for mercy - all pride forgotten in her terror - but when she tried, the stuff just seemed to tighten and it was agonizing, trying to Shift again so soon - the electrum wouldn't give up it's hold on her so easily, and she had already stretched her power too much...She was too used to this being easy for her.

Finally, she lay still, making quiet snuffling noises. She couldn't cry in this form, but the noise held a similarity to sobs, breathing coming in short gasps. But she was in a rather difficult situation now, because her heart was likely to give out if she stayed like this - helpless, part of her said with disgust - but to let anyone near her, to let anyone touch her...She shuddered but fixed her eyes on the guard who beat her up, whining quietly. She'd already surrendered, so there's really no need for this, but, after all, this is Thesta Penn.

So, cruelty was a specialty of this place.

Taking a deep breath, she made another attempt, cursing herself for Shifting so much - cat, wolf, cougar, rat, cougar - when the effects of the electrum bracelet hadn't worn off completely yet. It was agony, her bones cracking...
But then the silver haired girl was curled up on the floor, tears carving tracks in the blood and grime on her pale face. "Please..." She sobbed. "Get it off. I won't hurt anyone, I swear..." Her skinny frame was racked with sobs. "I'll be good!"

 

[Flowiest D]

Jason had kicked the lion during the black out.
Charlotte the second made some noise about not letting her coffee hit the black tar.

Cahone was being frozen in the black out.
———
Felix lit up like a nightlight with his own stage during the five minutes,
Many saw him dancing singing and putting inmates, and some of the more corrupt and useless guards in their place. His walking cane had become sharp, his movements fluid and voice a terrifying drip of honey in your ear.

“Yohohoho yohohoho
Yohohoho yo ho hoho
Going out to kill some fool
My sword is my favourite tool
I slice and dice all thin like rice your in some trouble son
The handsome guard he is the one
To make the inmates scream and run
You have no choice you hear my voice
Your gonna fuckin die
You should know I am a king
death and pain is all I bring
You should run escape my gun
Avoid my pleasant fun
Yo hohoho, yo-ho ho ho
Yohohoho yo ho ho ho
Fuckin run just go an try
You will all soon surely die
Cross my eye your life is bye the blood will surely dry
See me choosing life or limbs judging all ya mortal sins
Unlucky dog should call me god you ugly fucking clod
Yohohoho.....”

 

[Dana Zane]

Calamitas sighed "Welp, this sucks." she said giving a dull stare looking around and raised her arms up "I give." she said in annoyed voice. waiting to be freed and sent to her punishment and glances at the black goop "Honestly what the hell is this shit." as she soon shaked her head and glances around.

Lilith eyes glowed in the dark as she moved through the area to meet up with Sam and other guards as she was flying with her miniguns out and sees Calamitas and smiles "So you're the one who tried to escape." she said as Calamitas responded back "Oh shut up you living plague monster." she said as the two just start to argue angrily. Lilith soon stopped and looked at Sam "So who's the one that caught Calamitas anyway I mean she's a powerful mage that practiced dark magic and one of the tyrant's best soldier in his army..." She said.

 

[Flowiest D]

*jason caught calamitas*

 

[Athanas]

Will was rather taken aback when the alarms started blaring. He hadn't done anything wrong, granted-but he still was rather uncomfortable, what with the noise and all the such.
I grow the spine to talk to a person for the first time in forever, and you all have to ruin it? Seriously, Thersta? He thought, taking a moment to scan the nearby area for clues as to what might have caused the lockdown. It was at that point that he noticed Alice experiencing what seemed like a severe panic attack. Even more worryingly, she also appeared to be going haywire- sparks were flying all over her. Although comforting people wasn't exactly what he would call his specialty, he felt like he had to try: She looked dead scared of... Something. Isolation? Physical harm? He had no Idea. Taking a deep breath, he began approaching her, speaking in as comforting a tone as he could possibly muster: "Hey, Alice, it's not that bad! We didn't do anything wrong, eh? Some nutjob is probably running loose with a kitchen knife somewhere in the facility, that's all. It'll all be normal in an instant!"

Much to his dismay, Alice did not appear to grow any calmer. Actually, she didn't appear to have even heard him. He was next to her now, and it looked as if though she was purposefully ignoring him. "Alice, really, it's not that b-". It was at this moment that he made the mistake of trying to place his hand on her shoulder. The shock was rather painful, causing him to retreat a few steps while letting forth a painful howl. Pain filling his mind, he was about to act in a rather brash manner, however, luckily for him, the lights went out at this exact moment.

Why is everything taking the piss within the first hour of me being here? he thought, extremely annoyed at this all-new impediment. He tried to reach out with his right hand, in order to summon a flare, but surprisingly, he found himself unable to move. And, to top everything off, he suddenly heard the feminine voice-straight out of a nightmare- and saw the eyes. His eyes widened, panic replacing his anger. He desperately began thrashing, trying to somehow free himself of whatever was holding him down, but to no avail. He let forth a scream, a single, terrified scream, thinking of all the horrible ways he was about to die. It wasn't dying that scared him, but this.The feeling of powerlessness, the fact that he had no idea what was in play. He made one last effort, certain of his demise...

And just like that, everything returned to normal. He collapsed on the floor, barely able to keep himself from fainting. After a few minutes and several shaky breaths, he managed to calm down enough to utter a simple question to Alice "..Is this...kind of shit... routine in this place?"

mentions: firebright24

 

[firebright24]

Alice couldn’t look at Will. She refused, he began to gently try to speak to her. His words were rather soothing she felt part of her mind ease up and relax. However she had not fully relaxed as he gently tried to touch her. He gasped as he was electrocuted. Only one man had ever laid a hand in her aside from her brother and the was not the most pleasant experience. Her mind flashed back to the memory of being pressed up against a wall and punched senseless by a man who told her he loved her. She could taste blood in her mouth just at the memory. Alice’s hand flew to her mouth. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to...” the Darkness cut her off. She froze in horror. The voice spoke to her. Told her not to try anything. Was one of the guards gifted? That didn’t make any sense. Suddenly just as quickly as it started everything flew back to normal. Will had stumbled a fallen. While Alice was too rattled to even breathe. Instead of going volatile her electrical currents seemed to stop entirely. The complete and utter fear giving her some semblance of control. She knew fear, fear was an old friend. She looked down at Will and held out a hand to help him up. “Not usually”.

(I apologize if this is crappy quality, I’m on my phone and don’t have much time but I wanted to get somthing out)

Athanas

 

[Yonsisac]

(Posting this from my phone so sorry If its Kinda short)
KasperXIII
The radio were going loud for a few minutes as it seems a breakout was happening but not just one but two at the moment,soon enough, all went black as it as announce through radio. The lights came up once more revealing nothing but a "Solved situation" in all cases. Valka looked around, silently observing the Gen-Pop as Ink like substance covered some small areas. Softly clicking he radio on a brief message was sent "Get the cleaning team, tomorrow will be a conference for all working personal, prisoner's re-creative or "relax" times will be revoked today." looking back and seeing jasper still down on the ground, she gesture to get up. Guard activity will be doubled once the lock down and cleaning have subsided, armed with none-lethal as they will begin to take post, patrol halls and stay watch. A personal dress in blue uniform rush to the head officers side as he began to brief what has happen: From the deaths,damage,time,and surveillance. Guards would in a bit begin to clean up, Review personal, and grab all "Lose" prisoners for the intermarry and give any need for prohibits. Valka gave out a angry sigh as she rub her eyes as this would put a stain on the prison from her needing to: issue any legal issues, the love ones of those ho have sadly passed being informed of what happen and news outlets taking note of what happen here thinking its not secure,Etc,etc. Shit dint just hit the fan, it broke it and now it needs to be fix and that is what will be done as it seems serious measures might be taken if it happens again. "I swear, i need a stress ball...." silently the tall centaur spoke to herself knowing very well how this is literally he second time it happens in such a short period. "Lift the lock down, i want security doubled till further notice"

Valka soon spoke towards jasper without looking at the inmate as she crossed her arms "I envy your working spot", was that sarcasm or a actual point? I mean Jasper will only be just sitting down on a comfy chair surely while reading papers or something, Valka keeps in check everyone in the place and all trouble. The warden must be very, very annoyed by all this and hopes he wont scold her as being head of security literally puts you in charge to prevent this from happening..." Jasper, you still work, this wont be a excuse so get moving". Wow she was so calm about all this, not seeming to give much about it, well when dose she? Even if this happen Jasper still needed to work as this as not cleaning or anything, it as helping he warden and with what happen surely the warden would like a hand. Walking towards the dual steel door leading to the large halls of the prison taking her time for a bit to make her way to the office.

 

[Sybil]

Samantha Fratellis​

The glowing orange gas mask eyes looked down at the now helpless shapeshifter, the tar clinging to their body and multiplying as she struggled.

Typical, the murderers and crazies always beg in the end when they are hurt... too bad too because she is kind of cute. I will make a note to rehabilitate her. We need more good paranormals.....

Sam crouched, her touch moving the essence away from her face like it was nothing but mud, the unnatural material responding to her touch differently than anyone else's as it was not sticking with her.

"You murdered countless people Silver, and yet you want to be free? You live in a world full of humans and you will learn to abide by our customs or we will throw you into a cage and drop it into the darkest hole imaginable. Congratulations though, you earned my attention. You and that drider will be seeing a lot of me, but I bet you and I are going to need some strict regiments. I am going to make you normal, be grateful."​

She keeps the ooze out of the girl's face, keeping her breathing as the guards come with another bracelet of electrum, Sam helping equip it.

In the meantime she heard the voices behind her speak, standing up to see a girl in green and black who was likely the rumored 'walking plague' next to the sorceress that was the last to break out.

"So who's the one that caught Calamitas anyway I mean she's a powerful mage that practiced dark magic and one of the tyrant's best soldier in his army..." she asked her, the question almost mystifying the human guard.

"No matter how strong a mage or beast is, there is always something stronger. If you are wondering what..... the closest description of her species is a Hindu demon called the Pishacha.... but even then it does not completely fit them. They are a living husk that is a gate to a dimension. A dimension theorized to hold a massive black hole at its center, the rest being an empty void of this mess which drains all matter of life and magic. To put it simply? They are something that should not exist in this world.... does that help?" She looked at the girt guard who appeared younger than herself, asking genuinely.

After the explanation, Sam would strip the ooze away from Silver enough for her to stand, now Sam taking the girl with the help of a few watching guards in solitary confinement.

WillfulWren Dana Zane

 

[WillfulWren]

"It wasn't countless people...It was...Uh..." Silver frowned, trying to remember the number that the guy who called himself a judge had said, right before she was forced to come to this awful place. It was quite a large one, but not the most impressive kill count in the prison. "Fifty three! I've killed fifty three people!" A glance down at her bloody hands, and she looked faintly confused and...Not quite remorseful, but like she was thinking about the death and at least recognizing that it may not have been the best decision on her part. The threat made her want to throw up, and she decided that it wouldn't be a good idea to kill anymore people...At least not while still in Thesta.

"Well, uh...Fifty four now, right? Eheh...Woops."

As expected, the new bracelet was thicker, and she whimpered slightly as it was fitted into place, the smell of burning flesh filling the air. For a moment, she almost forgot how to breathe, eyes screwing shut against the pain, but she gritted her teeth and got to her feet. She might as well get used to the burning sensation, and the oppressive weight on her arm now, as it looked like this was going to be her life from now on.

 

[KasperXIII]

|:| Warden Edward Brookes |:|

The second the lights went out, the Warden immediately knew that specific escape attempt protocol was being implemented. Alas, the guards themselves were unable to neutralize the threat alone, so, the help of Pisha had to be called upon to inhibit all the inmates in an absolute manner. Nobody was moving or attempting any sort of escape at this point. The substance spread around the prison effectively stopped any sort of powers, and, similarly, would inhibit his own if touched. Fortunately, there was nothing he was doing that would use power and make him weaker, so he'd be okay if he were to come in contact with the material. But why would such a curse come upon the Warden, the man who set this emergency protocol in the first place? Not quite the most humane of measures, but necessary to restrain stubborn inmates who think they can break out of prison early.

The lights came back on, and before Edward stood Pisha herself, to which he nodded in approval. Perfect timing, as always. He'd applaud Sam for calling in the reinforcements later. But this situation was now neutralized, and he heard Valka's call to lift the lockdown. All measures appropriate for it were retracted, and, seemingly, the prison would resume its normal activities. Now if only the inmates could work rather than lash out and act out aggressively.

"Roger, Officer Felvon," Brookes responded on his radio. "All officers, return to your duties. There will be a meeting about this later, but for now, nobody let their guard down." He released the radio and let it hang by his waist as he addressed Pisha directly, scoffing at the idea of her eating the inmates. "No need for eating just yet, but I can reassure you that if such misbehavior continues, which I highly suspect it will, then... huh, we might have to resort to eating inmates. Just keep that out of the public statements, ey?" He gave her a wink right after. Not like he'd actually sign off on an inmate's murder, and it was very clear that he was joking. It was part of his almost-serious-but-joking sense of humor. "Your services were top notch as always, Pisha. I have no regrets implementing your services here in Thesta Penitentiary. I hope that your ability to take control of a situation serves as a motivator to the rest of the men and women who work here and as a warning to those attempting to escape like today. Rest assured, there will be measures taken to ensure that the offending inmates don't manage to get that much wiggle room anymore. As you know, some inmates manage to escape inhibitors, or get ineffective dosages and therefore regain power by day. That is something we hope to improve upon, but for now, the two offending inmates will be left in solitary..."

As he spoke, he could hear the incoming guards who'd secured Silver and Calamitas arriving to secure them in solitary. This was the time to inform them of their formal punishment. "Thank you again, Pisha... as for the rest of you. Make sure the two inmates are secured by their wrists to the wall, bag over the head, secured ear guards to prevent them from hearing. They will be subjected to sensory deprivation until my say-so. You'll be amazed at what that teaches them. In the meantime, ensure that they also get their inhibitors back on, more secure and more powerful this time...."

That was the formal punishment. The informal one? That would prove to be even more unpleasant than just being deprived of basic sense.

He turned over to give Calder another higher-rank officer his own orders. "Chaplain, you remain here and ensure that protocol is followed down to the crossed T's and dotted I's. I don't want these scum attempting any sort of shady business a second time because some guards got lazy. You may also continue your interrogation with Zorra, but I am already running late to another important matter in my office. Get back to me if you have any results." He returned his gaze to Pisha one last time. "Thank you, Pisha. You are dismissed. I'll be in touch."

And with that, the noble Warden was off, marching out of the SHU and back to his office. Hearing Valka's voice on the radio reminded him... Jasper. The new inmate he'd be taking under his wing as an assistant. He sure as hell wasn't going to leave an inmate unattended or with minimal security near his office, after all. Sure, he trusted Val, but he also firmly believed in efficiency, and wanted Jasper to get a head-start on the work he had to come. He took his radio dangling by his waist and set the frequency to only talk to the centaur guard.

"I'm on my way, Val. Don't leave Mr. Bent unattended until I arrive, but I'm sure I can trust you to do that."

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|:| Jasper Bent |:|

This entire time suspecting that Silver had gone out of her way to try and escape and murder a guard, Jasper was also fearing for himself. The guards would surely find the page of the map in the shapeshifter's pocket. She'd be confused, get in deeper trouble, or it would get linked back to him in some way, and there goes his pretty much flawless record. He did his best to avoid showing signs of panic in front of Val, and generally kept his head down, behaving like any other model inmate should during lockdown. It was no wonder he was chosen to work with the Warden; half the inmates here had to be whacked in the head in order to actually obey lockdown protocol, even if it had to be implemented twice in the same hour. He was hoping it wouldn't continue; how could a prison function constantly in this state of limbo? Perhaps cramming inmates like this wasn't the greatest idea ever. If only his job would entitle criticizing the Warden's executive decisions around here. He was allowed to when he worked for Filincian officials, even if he was only in his early-mid 20s. It was amazing what a young mind could produce in the way of genuine ideas, and the Warden and other prison staff would soon see that when his escape plans come into effect.

The blackout and light effects were the sign of one thing: Pisha. She'd only been brought in once or twice before in Jasper's time, but it was enough to be familiar with her methods. This meant that Silver wasn't the only one trying to go rogue. Someone was probably doing much worse, too. The black substance spread across the prison, and would've affected Jasper, too, had his powers been active. The drugs were already doing a good enough job at suppressing those. But just to be safe, he wouldn't even try to read the emotions on Valka to avoid the weakening feeling.

Seemed as if recreation time was being taken away. First halved time on breakfast, now no recess? It seemed like the inmates here wanted to be rowdy and unruly just so all of their humane liberties could be revoked. Now, he could only hope that this new position would be more pleasant than scrubbing toilets or working with heavy dangerous machinery. Fortunately, jobs were still in effect, and the mind-reader found it a relief that this lockdown wasn't going to take away from his job. He actually couldn't wait to see what it'd specifically entitle, and how it could benefit him.

He stood up when he heard Valka call off the lockdown and scoffed at her words about envying his job. "You sure about that? I take it your job has its fair share of excitement. Thrill. Must be different being guarded while the rest of us get on our stomachs and cower in fear that one of you will take a jab at us. At least my job will be a tad... safer, I suppose."

Without any resistance, Jasper followed along, examining the halls to create a cognitive map to spit out onto paper later. A path to the Warden's office... that'd help. He also examined Valka, not for emotions, but for external features. This second lockdown clearly annoyed her, but she did a superb job at maintaining composure. He applauded that in his mind, but it also meant she'd be an issue when it comes to an escape. Perhaps it was time to kiss up to the head of security, get her trust. The last one anyone would expect to misbehave, after all.

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~LOCKDOWN OVER- RETURN TO NORMAL PRISON ROUTINE~

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Mentions for both parts: Sybil WillfulWren Dana Zane Yonsisac SidTheSkid Flowiest D

 

[WillfulWren]

Woops. The green haired guard sighed, pulling his way free of the flowers that had sprung up around him and were now trying to attach themselves to his ankles. So, maybe, he'd been a little startled by the sudden darkness. The lilies started to wither, finding no nourishment in the concrete, and the guard wasn't going to expend his own energy trying to keep flowers he'd accidentally created alive.
It was enough of a drain on him keeping the flowers in his flower crown blooming..Somehow that hadn't fallen off yet, but maybe that had something to do with the tendrils weaving through his hair, invisible in the green locks.

He was currently supervising heavy machinery...To which only one inmate had currently shown up to. Maybe the others were late because of the lockdown, or in trouble. It wasn't really Gentian's business though, he'd just ended up here because he was supposed to be supervising janitorial duty...heh. He'd swapped that with someone else for Heavy Machinery, after seeing who was on Janitorial duty. He'd rather not put up with his sister's evil glares at him.

He sighed, running a hand through his green hair. "You can get up now, I guess..." He said to Alasdair. "I think it's over. For now." From his aggreived tone it was apparent that it wasn't just the inmates getting tired of the excessive amounts of lockdowns. Couldn't anyone just behave themselves?
( Zenpai )




The blue haired female glared at the guard as she got to her feet. She stretched, getting rid of the ache in her muscles from being forced to the ground by the guard. She missed the swish of her old, loose clothes, but it couldn't be help that she was forced to wear this hideous uniform. Gail was actually surprised she hadn't been forced to isolation - it had been part of the reason she'd refused to get on the ground, to get out of working - but she guessed it had something to do with how completely nonthreatening she seemed, with her small, slender stature. It was almost embarrassing, that she was a few inches under five feet tall. No one ever suspected her of being a killer...

She sighed, remembering the storms she had brought, swirling air ripping the clouds up, tearing houses from their foundations, and stealing the oxygen from people's lungs...Blue eyes closed, remembering the day she had been ambushed by people with abilities that counteracted hers. Other air wielders, and earth elementals like her whining little brother...

When she got her powers back, he'd be the first to die, then all the other idiots that run this place.

With a glare at the guard supervising her, she picked up the broom and got back to work sweeping the hall.
(Open to anyone who happens to be passing or is a guard, just an update on where Gail is and what she's up to)