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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 22, 2016 6:40:57 GMT
Tanya is crouched near the door slot again, her clouded eyes the only visible part of her from outside. While she watches she begins to hear what she thinks is music. It takes her a moment to realize it's not part of the sounds in her head and is someone humming.
For the first time in awhile she isn't obsessed with Jacks cell and simply sits and listens.
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Post by Snoe on Nov 22, 2016 7:17:58 GMT
Silic Led his merry band into a coffee wielding assassin!! Striking a ninja pose and his hands turning to knives "ENgarde, vile caffeinated villain!" Then they accepted the coffee "Traitors!" Silic sighed and sheathed his weapons "Fine fine fine, but you guys do know that this dude talks to the guards on the regular." Silic pointed out, it was a guess, but the cups were a big clue. "ANYway as long as he doesn't try to stop us a spose you'd be helpful."
Silic still needed a guide of sorts but these guys ought to know what they were upagainst on the way "One of you needs to show me the way to Maximum solitary, the riot... that I hope doesn't start till we get ol'Jacky out and about otherwise the lot of you are screwed." Which was more than a little true "While the prisoner's got powers so do around twenty of the 500 guards, BUT there are only four or five worth worrying about." Silic read up on the ones that posed a real threat, they weren't on Jack's level "SO I'm sure you know the guards to worry about but lets have a little pow-wow on the way." Silic was being surprisingly stable at the moment... almost intelligent... it was surprising "HEY IM SMART ALL THE TIME!" Sorry.
"Anyway the big four guards are, Mr. Gerret the stone wall, he's tough literally tough regenerative rock flesh, like me but one solid piece and no shapechange, he weighs around 3,000lbs so size strength and durability make him a good blockade slowing or outright stopping any advance, and down here alot of the exits are narrow so if you take him on lure him out into open space guys stupid and macho so laugh at him or question the size of his bits." Silic had a few plans but that was just practical thinking.
"Next is Halok, this one is tricky Gravity type, he's a walking gravity well, he can increase your own weight to the point that you're bones crack and crumble some of us are more resistent to that than others and ranged attacks are useless the gravity well drops every bullet into the dust, best to set a trap or send in someone durable to hit him close." Even Silic would have a harder time with that one.
"Third Eliza Vooreman, Teleporter dangerouse in a multitude of ways but she's got a short range from what I've read but rapid use,stunbatons , knives, guns and grenades have her attacking from multiple angles simultaneously yeah she fights akimbo... but I'm more worried of her getting topside and bringing in the A-team, I REALLY don't want Omni or Vyde showing up." If Moleculo or Vyde landed a direct hit very few things including Silic would still be in one piece, Plasma and high heat were Silic's least favourite things. Lollipop might bring the whole complex down, and Vyde might actually vaporize Jack without 'you know who watching'.
"Fourth is Helman, this one is a 'mindflayer' illusions... the sensory type, hir favourite methods are pain-overloading by overclocking your five senses, Helman's great crowd control... dunno if its a guy or gal tho."
"Last of all, is Jack himself... not sure he wants to leave... there's this curious rumour that his 'favourite' person on ice down here, and he's not gonna wanna leave till he finds it... maybe." Silic warned "SO a little bit on Jack's powers, he bleeds... don't let his blood touch you... ever or he'll turn you inside out... in fact don't fight him leave that fight to me if it comes to that 'no blood' or organs." Silic pointed out. "Also I think he can smell ... or ...sense blood kinda like a dog smelling fear or something."
LASTLY Silic mumbled something barely within ear shot "He ummm thinkKreaganishereorsomethinglikethat." And if Jack succeeded in actually finding that guy this underwater prison is definitely going to sink.
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Post by snipsnap on Nov 22, 2016 7:36:41 GMT
"As long as it's H2O I can manipulate it for my own purposes, depending on how much is readily available, but I need direct contact, whether it be in the air, liquid, or ice," scrambling her head she tried to come up with other things she could do, but was coming up empty. Her parents always told her to restrain her use of power, that it wasn't a toy or a game. That people could get hurt. "Most of it is focused on my ability to change my own physical state from water to ice to vapor. Then there's the whole problem of freezing things when I don't keep my powers in check. However, I'm not exactly keen to activate this shock collar. If I try to make a snowflake I'll be on the floor seizing in mere seconds. If this thing wasn't on, this whole floor would probably be a lot...wetter," Drown rubbed her collarbone anxiously, "If we could get this collar off somehow well... we'd have a lot more resources at our disposal."
That was when Drown heard Mouse speak up again, except speak would be the wrong word. His humming seemed to fill the hallway, whether he intended it to or not. Drown listened, the song reminding her of something far away, a strange but comforting feeling. Eventually the sound drifted off, and she was left in the now agonizing silence of her cell. The walls seemed more fore-bearing than usual. "I don't have much hope for our cause Merc. There are two strong players in this game and I'd rather be a pawn for one or the other than bump heads with them on the way out. It's safer that way." Yes, Drown always chose whatever she believed was the safe route. An ideology instilled in her from birth. 'Play it safe, August' 'The risk is not always worth the reward, August'. It got her blood boiling how much those silly phrases still clung to her, but still she was afraid, too afraid to try.
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Post by silent15 on Nov 22, 2016 12:15:10 GMT
Svante had taken the lead towards the Maximum Security wing, keeping an eye out for guards before they stumbled across his new partners, although he was pleased to note that both Hebi and Tommy were both capable at stealth. Silic on the other hand was still talking, although in fairness to the crazy Darwin, he was providing useful information for a change. Thinking about the guards Silic mentioned, Svante assessed his chances against them.
Gerret didn't trouble him too much, as his phasing ability meant that he was safe from most physical threats and Gerret's value as a blockade meant little when Svante could literally walk straight through him.
Halok was different, Svante knew from experience that he was still subject to gravity even while phased. Combined with Halok's protection from ranged attacks and Svante's relative lack of durability, and Halok was a foe best avoided if possible, Svante decided.
When it came to Vooreman and Helman, Svante decided it really came down to who got the drop on who. Without any special protection or durability from their powers, Svante was fairly sure that he could incapacitate them quickly. However if they found him first then he had no realistic protection against their abilities other than trying to escape the area.
It was then that Silic muttered a certain name under his breath that caused Svante to pause. Of course, of course that jävla psyckopat would be down here. He was in hell after all, so why wouldn't there be a devil? Still, it didn't really change anything. He was already committed to this course of action. Even if he backed down, the riot was going to happen and when it was stamped out fingers would be pointed at him as the instigator. At least if he stuck to his guns there was a chance he would see the surface again. Still, he couldn't shake the feeling that things were going to get a lot worse before they got better.
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 22, 2016 14:22:43 GMT
Hebi didn't bother listening to Silic she'd found this out a long time ago and had already developed strategies to deal with them:
Gerret's weak point was his eyes poke those out and then run before he could regenerate
Halok it was best to catch him unawares and tear out his throat before he could act
Vooreman might think she was untouchable but Hebi had been trained to fight teleporters since her youth and they always eventually fell into a predictable pattern that could be exploited
Helman was the only one who really scared her, she hated enemies who could mess with her mind they were the hardest to defend against so her only strategy was the same as the one for Halok
She looked over to Svante and saw him also deep in thought. She nodded approvingly, maybe the kid wouldn't be a dead weight after all.
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Post by Deaths on Nov 22, 2016 16:19:28 GMT
Silence fell over them when Silic finished her speech, the others were lost in thought Tommy saw what they were thinking with out reading their minds. The sound of the pot smashing against the hard floor as it slipped through his fingers. They were all dead, and only he knew it. They were all bad asses, they were all killers, but we weren't a team those four were a team. That's when the realization of what Silic said at the end really took hold.
"What the FUCK did you just say!" Tommy grabs Silic by the wrist staring into it's face. "What do you mean he might not want to leave, is he going to just sit down here and be king of the losers?!" Anger swept over Dreamer his voice strengthened. "Also you two look like you're all set with little plans in your heads about how we are just going to over come the odds and win." Tommy spit looking at Hebi and Svante. "Do you think we are just going to get lucky and fight these guys one on four? Hell no they have training and experience. You think this is some game where we get to team up on them and through the power of friendship the scrappy underdogs pull it together?" Tommy chuckled releasing his grip from Silic he falls to his knees.
"No let me tell you how it's going to go. They know something is about to go down so they are gearing up ready for a fight. A call may have been placed to the outside getting them ready just in case. If the most dangerous people in the world are here you can bet your ass that all the heroes are keeping an eye on this place." Tommy paused letting the gravity of what he was saying sink in. "They will destroy this place and all of us in it to keep the real bad guys down. IF if we are lucky enough to survive this Jack might not even want to leave, and keep us survivors as pets or worse."
Being faced with your own mortality has a calming feeling to it. You can see the world perfectly clear all your options and decisions are unclouded. A small chuckle breaks out from Tommy, but like a flood pressed against a weak dam it begins to get louder and stronger "hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." His head supported by his left hand his hair falls over his face while he laughs, looking down at the floor and the smashed pot of coffee only with his reflection in the broken glass to look back at him. "Snow....." he mutters standing to his feet concern sweeps over him. Like a father ready to give his life for his child Tommy pushes past the rest of the group and heads toward maximum security. "You told Snow you would get him out of here....you better live up to that promise especially if I don't make it." Tommy's voice is calm and monotone no emotion to show no weakness to exploit. For the first time all the fear was gone, Silic didn't scare him, Jack didn't scare him, hell the whole world didn't. The only thing he cared about was going home and none of these monsters were going to stop him.
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 22, 2016 16:37:08 GMT
Hebi raised an eyebrow "Did you really just ask if we were going to defeat them through friendship? No we are going to defeat them by getting to solitary with minimum hostile encounters and letting loose all the big city-destroying monsters then I suggest you pray to any God you believe in that they kill the guards not us, then pray that Jack decides to come willingly, then pray that are silicon 'friend' here wasn't lying about an escape route, then pray we can make it out of here before being killed by the guards, inmates, or any reinforcements from the surface. If it makes you feel better I promise that if I see your little mouse I will get him out and set him loose in a barn or something. In return if I don't make it you are going to find Alex Cole aka Charmer and tell him that I loved him and I'm sorry, deal?" The time for sugar-coating it was over, they were in a shit situation and odds were they they wouldn't all make it so best to have the kid prepared for what might happen.
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Post by silent15 on Nov 22, 2016 16:56:13 GMT
"Tommy," Svante sighed, laying a hand on the slightly shorter man's shoulder, "You're scared, I get it. Hell, I'm terrified out of my mind too right now. But I think there's something you haven't considered. If we go through with this plan, then there is a good chance that we die, I admit. But if we succeed then we not only live, but we gain our freedom too. But if we abandon this plan, then you will die. There's a riot coming. You're a snitch. Do you know what they do to snitches during riots? I do, and I guarantee you that whatever is waiting inside the MaxSec wing will look like hugs and kittens next to two thousand psychopathic darwins looking to torture you to death. All you gain by giving up is a slow and painful death. You might still get that if you go through with our plan. But you might win it all instead. From where I'm standing, it looks like a pretty clear decision."
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Post by Deaths on Nov 22, 2016 17:13:49 GMT
"Haha." Tommy blurts at the sudden unity of the this team of misfits. "I didn't give up no far from it lets just say I've strengthened my resolve." He turns and looks Svante in the eyes. "I apologize for the outburst. There's a security room to the right once we enter max." Tommy pauses doing his best to make a plan on the fly. "The electronic lock has a five digit code that is changed every three days to avoid security breaches. Currently I know the code from watching guards....well guard." The plan was there, but Tommy couldn't form it into words. "Inside there is a bunch of monitors for all the cameras in that wing. I know the admin passwords, I know sign ins, I know the call signs over the walkie talkies. I can find Jack through that let him know we are coming plus make sure you three don't make the it on the TV." He stopped this was a decent enough idea he was always a fly on the wall may as well play to his strengths. All those hours of hitching a ride on the guards was finally paying off.
"Riot hasn't started so the longer we aren't noticed the better. Like Hebi said as long as we aren't the biggest threat we will be ignored by the staff." Confidence started to build this wasn't a terrible idea at all. "Deal." He looks at Hebi "If the worst happens I'll find this Alex for you." Promises were everything to Tommy on the streets you are only as good as your word. "I may not be much in a fight, but there are a few tricks I've been saving in case things go to hell." A smile fully forms over his face.
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Post by silent15 on Nov 22, 2016 17:34:17 GMT
"Digital overwatch?" Svante smiled, "I would have killed for that on a few jobs in the past. Me, Hebi and Silic should be able to sneak past the guards, especially if you can keep the CCTV off us. Yes, I like this plan."
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 22, 2016 18:01:53 GMT
"Good and if we need to eliminate any of the guards along the way leave it to me or Silic, I'm guessing we both have experience in this sort of thing, now let's get moving. We need to have Jack out of his cell before the riot starts."
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Post by Snoe on Nov 23, 2016 17:17:10 GMT
Silic watched the melt down like a soap opera playing out before it's eyes. "Wow... that is touching... but I need you to scurry alone mouse man get us to where we need to go." Silic gave him a coach style pat on the assignment.
"Needles my man my lady my mad skilled murder buddy! You ready to get all cruel and quiet." Silic doing his best rapper impression.
Letting someone else lead the way while prepping for some ninja murder "Oh yeah silent but deadly let's roll." Giggling at that last one.
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 23, 2016 17:46:04 GMT
"Wait." Said Hebi a thought suddenly occurring "Silic you said this teleporter, Vooreman could bring in reinforcements right? Then surely we should take her out before we get the party started?" Facility assault 101, cut them off from reinforcements before beginning the attack otherwise you end up with a situation like that one time in Beijing when she'd ended up having to slaughter a small platoon of Triad troops, she still had the scars from that one. "Dreamer where's this Vooreman lady right now?"
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Post by projectekertest33 on Nov 23, 2016 20:10:48 GMT
Emma Vooreman let loose a giant yawn, this was the most boring job ever hours of walking around listening to convicts bitch about how shitty their lives were "Oh I want to see my family." "I'm innocent, boo hoo hoo." Man, it sucked until someone tried to escape then she got to beat them up of course she had got into some trouble that couple of times the the prisoners had a actually died but they had to keep her around because she was so damn useful. She wore three bandoleers covered in every kind of weapon imaginable: melee, ranged, lethal and non-lethal (of course the lethal ones were her favorites). If things got really bad she'd have to port her way up to the surface and call in the big boys and girls (man Vyde was hot). Well she went on shift in three hours but until then she'd just do some training in the staff gym.
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Post by Deaths on Nov 24, 2016 3:40:36 GMT
"She can teleport Hebi. I think that means she can literally be anywhere she wants." Tommy chuckles a smirk growing on his face he turns to Hebi. "I don't have them tagged like cattle unfortunately." He shrugs then continues down the hall. They were close now only one more turn and then it's a straight shot to the doors. "Max security has some tough security....I know go figure." He continues "They will have two armed guards on the inside behind reinforced steel doors with bullet proof widows."
A plan forms in his head one he is regretting. His snitch status is known well enough he could convince the staff to let him in pretending he has information. "So I was thinking if we just run in we will get gunned down and the alarms go off this place goes into lock down. Game over. I may be able to let them open the doors for me if I pretend to be in danger." His throat becomes dry as he wants to take the words he's about to say back. "Why don't you guys kick my ass to be more convincing? Just a little!"
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 24, 2016 3:48:52 GMT
"Alright probably best if Bullwhip does it he's the least likely to cause permanent physical harm." Said Hebi flexing her claws, maybe she hadn't given the kid enough credit he was smart and had some balls. "He'll chase you down the corridor attackign you, Silic and I will be waiting in the shadows so the moment they open those doors we go for them but I want one alive to interrogate, if we don't find out where the teleporter is we're going to be sunk the moment we break Jack out. Everyone on board." She looked out all the team members but particularly Silic who was the most, unpredictable.
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Post by Snoe on Nov 24, 2016 14:34:32 GMT
Silic had been adrmiring an odd blood stain on the wall, "This is kinda the shape of your head don't you think Tommy?" Looking to the group and finding them in the midst of a discussion "Did I miss something?" Ending with shrug when the inevitable staredown came "Ooo I've an idea you guys go ahead with your plan this is gonna be good!" Silic's body burst into dust and flew back around the corner and up into the ventilation system.
He wasn't going to ruin their fun, come on that was half the point Silic took the job and so far its been an interesting diversion, very dramatic. Kinda like that one TV show, all relationships and dire consequences! Fleshies might be fragile but they sure were a blast to watch, maybe that's why! Being so easy to break they must think life's precious or something........ NAH! They're just nuts.
Silic flooded the ventilation system sussing a way out over the wall... must've been nearby. The ducts were full of ups and downs twists and turns, Silic drilled into an electrical conduit and then a drain soon finding himself sifting onto the security rooms floor and waiting. If Security standards were the same of the group atleast one of the group would stay back to lock down or call for reinforcements.
Waiting... waiting... waiting.
(OOC:Insert your character's plan lol)
The guards rushed out and one remained. Guess the motley crew's plan was working!! Surprise, surprise, the second the leftover reached for the intercom Silic shot from the vent and up the guard's pantleg the diamond sharp shards spinning wildly round and round the guards exposed flesh until the room was filled with a red mist. The glass and walls dripping red, there was nothing left of the man save for the tattered bloody uniform and hat that Silic was now wearing. Sitting at the desk infront of the glass comedicly Silic wiped the glass and waited for his group to come up to the window "State your business." Trying sound like one of the guards and not burst out laughing.
Idly wondering if they heard all the screaming, on the bright side they were useful, Silic couldn't guarantee that if he didn't have their help the alarms definitely would've gone off.
Meanwhile*****
Jack look tot he woman and her trophy, she was one of those... their were several kinds of monsters and here was one that encapsulated entitlement revenge and trophies... a megalomaniac. Jack was reminded of one of his sisters with a similar set of behaviour, it was almost adorable. Then she showed off her powers, interesting enough not much to really go on; with speed based powers they were varied and complex no two Darwins ever had the exact abilities though there were similarities... Outside of this place she may be and interesting opponent.
Then her blood screams and settles in a momentary spike... assuming she'd used her abilities again, wittling down the reserves that hummed in her blood. "What story do you have to tell then?" The monster stared at her passively waiting for whatever it was she had to say.
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Post by Alexodia on Nov 24, 2016 16:41:44 GMT
Hearing the creature's somewhat impassive tone, her face took on a look of exasperation.
"Oh no, don't be like that." She pleaded with an exaggerated whine, making sure to stomp her foot childishly in her slight mockery, before returning to her upbeat tone, pacing calmly across the cell. "This is fun, this is a fun time. See, this is me fulfilling my admittedly nonexistent obligation, which is a happy occasion all around, hmm? We should celebrate! You know, if there actually was anything to celebrate with; pretty sure they don't allow strippers in here. You wanna ask?" She inquired in her wry sarcasm, making a point of looking around the cell as if she'd lost something on the ground. Being locked in a cell was rather boring, so she was intentionally dragging it out for her own amusement and making a point to look around the cell in apparent boredom; only for a bit, though. She'd get to the fun stuff later. "...Nah, they probably wouldn't, would they? A shame. Either way, it isn't really a story per se; more of an interesting anecdote or progress update. Not long enough to be a story, more quality than quantity, that kind of thing. But either way, the premise is the same-" She built up dramatically, looking at the creature with teasing eyes. "-I found your Frosty the Snowman." She announced, a grin on her face.
"Well, I suppose Snow-woman would be more apt; it's a chick. Several cells down from us, and she is creepy as all hell, I swear to God. It's like her skin is literally made out of ice; I wouldn't be surprised with how cold it was in there, to be honest. Not entirely sure what you need her for, but then again, I really don't care." She continued in a blase tone, leaning her back against the wall and crossing her arms across her chest several feet away from the creature; her interest and willingness to participate in this game was rapidly diminishing. "Use her for some undetermined plan, take her under your wing, etc.. Hell, you can crush her underneath your boot for all I care, but it seems our debt has been settled. Now, I'm not sure how I got here in the first place; I was kind of out of it. But my particular abilities tell me that that will not be a problem should I simply apply a little brainpower. Force, maybe some charm; take your pick. Point is, it was nice meeting you; if you want to stay here, then hey; by all means. I'm not the one who wants to rot here for the rest of my life; I have shit to do, man. I'll have to think of a plan first, of course; I can't exactly go on the lam. I wouldn't get any of my cool shit back. One thing is for certain; I'll have to have a little talk with my dearest father. Not sure about your relationship with your father, but I think lex talionis may need to have a bit of a comeback, hmm?" She finished, her eyes growing dark with vengeance.
Sliding her back down the wall into a sitting position, she sighed deeply and closed her eyes, gathering the strength that she had exhausted for that little favour, feeling it slowly trickle back like water trickling out of a tap. It hadn't exactly been a while since she'd been without her powers, but it was long enough for her to adjust without them ever so slightly. Everything was pretty much back in order now, but she may need to rest for a bit longer the next few times before she was completely up to speed. Right now, she was still a bit exhausted. It wouldn't take long; just a little more with this creature in their cell together and she could get out of here and do what she needed to do. She didn't exactly know what that was yet, but she'd figure it out. She always did. Taking another deep breath in, her breath halted in her throat and she started hacking uncontrollably, coughing roughly for a few seconds and almost toppling over before coughing out particles in her mouth.
"They really need to...change the fucking ventilation system in here." She began, her eyes watering and her voice catching in her throat due to the coughing, feeling her temper rise in irritation. "Fucking dust."
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 24, 2016 18:47:05 GMT
Gerret stormed through the prisons common area, pissed and hoping a prisoner makes a move on him, then he would have an excuse to to beat something to death. First Jack makes a mess in solitary then he was sent to find the local snitch, rumors of a riot were starting to spread but people always made shit up like that so he needed to get it from a source he could "trust". The problem with Tommy was he never seems to be where he needs to be.
With complete disregard for Tommy's cover Gerret reaches for a nearby table, making a point of grabbing the biggest prisoner at it and lifts the man so they're face to face.
"You see that lil' shit Tommy tell em Mr.Gerret needs a word with him." With a not so gentle drop Gerret puts the man back in his seat before storming off in search of the snitch heavy thuds accompanying his a angered stomps.
Meanwhile...
Tanya could hear someone speaking again. Was it always so crowded? The last couple hours she heard lots of talking, and not just from her head. Something is happening... Tanya feels a familiar curling at her lips, she's getting the feeling she won't be stuck in here much longer. Getting up Tanya stands in the center of her cell, waiting for who's ever to come find her.
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Post by Deaths on Nov 25, 2016 5:08:47 GMT
"Coffee...." Groggy Dreamer muttered with his face in the cold floor. How long was he out for he wondered, searching the cell he notice's that he wasn't in his usual cell. His heart stops he was in maximum security. "How did I get here, the plan couldn't have failed that badly." Tommy runs to his door and opens the slot on it. "Hey can anyone hear me? My names Tommy I don't remember how I got here." Tommy calls out desperation filling his voice. "Snow! Snow are you there?! Please be safe I'll find you I promise."
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"I'll have to do something about that. I can't have that thing running around." 'Tommy' thought to himself as he watched Silic crawl through the vents. Needles will be easy enough to kill, Svante on the other hand I'll have to get the drop on. Bullet through his skull first, three into hers before she even knows what happened." The schemes run through his head. "Here I thought being this rat catcher would be boring. I'm about to play a game with the best Darwins in the world." A sickening smile creeps onto his face. This is going to be a fun night no matter what the outcome.
'Tommy' was locked up somewhere thrown away with the rest of the trash. "If it was up to me he'd be dead. I hate loose ends." Blank was a professional after all. Those years in the CIA thought him everything he needed to know. How to kill, who to kill, and most importantly when to kill. He could have killed these two wannabe jail breakers, but then Silic would quite literally slip through his fingers. He had to wait, to be patient he knew the plan now. Who they wanted to find and who they wanted to kill.
Jumping back into character Blank looks at Hebi unsure how long he was zoned out. "I don't like that plan." He stated coldly "Svante would most likely be killed first." Turning to Svante looking at him with sad eyes. "Besides I may be off on the information I have they may send guards to sweep the area. Hell they may just call for back up first before even opening the door. Svante you've been really nice to me for no reason under different circumstances I'd consider you a friend. I'd hate to see something happen to you." Blank pleaded trying to dissuade them. Blank's going to need a few minutes alone to tell the staff what was happening. "Hebi just cut me up a bit." Smiling he gives a laugh at her. "Pretend I'm someone you hate....actually how about someone you don't like that much instead."
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Post by jackygirl on Nov 25, 2016 18:37:59 GMT
Hebi licked her teeth and examined Dreamer, she hadn't pegged him as having the balls to let someone else cut him up but she'd been wrong before and adrenaline can do a hell of a lot for someone's bravery. "Alright I'll try to avoid the face but this is going to hurt like a bitch so be ready." She remembered the old days when she'd used to be forced to practice on those who'd owed the clan too much money and needed to be taught a lesson, she'd long ago perfected the art of inflicting superficial wounds designed for maximum psychological impact. The first slash started at the bottom right of his torso and went across diagonally, she followed it with a vertical slash from top to bottom and then gave him a much lighter scratch across his left cheek. His shirt was shredded and she could already see the initial shock fading which meant he was about to be in a lot of pain. "GO NOW!"
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Post by Snoe on Nov 26, 2016 5:28:36 GMT
Jack turned his head as if to smell the air for this ‘snow-creature’ either way it wasn’t the being he was looking for. Even the speedster would look a little white if she’d come across Jack’s prize, there wasn’t a Darwin on earth that didn’t know the name or had seen the videos on the internet. This beast was the biggest name on the Villain list, a walking natural disaster... albeit one that believed he was doing the ‘right thing’.
“You’re wrong... mine would be in a vault somewhere near the morgue or hangar... a cryo-cell would be a small coffin like tube...BUT the ice maiden might be useful... I through waiting for the Fool.” Jack sighed and pressed a finger to on of the lingering wound on her cheek “Im going to borrow some.” Jack slowly pulled a pint of blood from her body willingly or not, the tendirls coiling around his arm ‘her blood’ turning black like his.
Using the energy she seemed to hold in abundance. Walking around her Jack latched four tendrils to the corners of the door, all hooked to his arm near his elbow. Driving a fist home into the door, the metal creaked. With his own limited blood and dampened power he didn’t have enough to do this sooner... but cellmate made this possible... he might thank her later.
The blood tendrills twisted around his forearm becoming tighter and tighter pulling at the corner of the door his fist an anchor for the weight the force and tension spread throughout his entire body, like a suspension bridge each thread of blood adding to the strength and winding tighter. The door couldn’t take the weight as it warped free of it hinges. Jack stepped away as the fiver hundred pound peice of steel fell flat.
“Are you coming?” He looked to his now paler companion.
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Post by Lady-Lee on Nov 26, 2016 7:01:59 GMT
Tanya heard the door drop, a crashing boom resonating through the cell floor. She found herself stalking back to the slot in her door too see that Jack was out of his cell. The smile that spread across her face would have made even the bravest of men skin crawl. Her laugh began to spread through the entire of the cell block at least till she craned her head back and slammed it into her cells door as hard as she could.
Power dampeners are good, but still imperfect so Tanya was still able to slam her head far harder than any normal human could, leaving dents on the inside of her cell. But these cells were made for super humans so she still won't be able to break out without help, between the laughter, screaming, and the slams she let Jack know this as best she could.
"LET! *SLAM* ME! *SLAM* OUT! *SLAM* WE! *SLAM* CAN *SLAM* MAKE *SLAM* ART!!!"
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Post by projectekertest33 on Nov 26, 2016 16:04:40 GMT
Mouse was shaken awake by a massive thump Snowball squeaking in his hands. "Oh no, oh no please go away."
("The time has come to play." Whispered Rat as he bent all his will to taking control)
Mouse had let his guard down and he could feel Rat breaking through the mental walls that separated them. His senses began to sharpen he could smell blood and fear and... ice? No, no time for that he looked down at Snowball who was peering inquisitively around. "Sorry little friend you really need to run now I don't want you hurt but I hope to see you again. Please?" He released Snowball by the pipe he'd used to get in whispering "Goodbye."
(Rat was so close he'd even let the little furball get away if it meant finally being back on top.)
Mouse closed his eyes and let out a low moan. "Oh God not agai-"
And the Rat was in control a burst of laughter escaping his lips even as they twisted into a horrific grin.
(Mouse curled up in a corner of his own mind trying not too see what Rat would now do but being forced to watch anyway.)
Rat called out through his door "Oh mister monster I want to play let me out please?" Giggling all he while.
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Post by Alexodia on Nov 26, 2016 20:04:14 GMT
Hearing the creature's flat admission of her wrongness, she felt her blood curdle in anger as she looked up to meet his gaze, her intense eyes growing more and more angry. This creature may be powerful, but it sure had some fucking nerve to say she was wrong in such a casual manner. She wasn't wrong; she never was. Even if she didn't find whom he asked her to, she still found a fucking icicle of a girl down the hall; that was more than she was obligated to find. She extended such an offer out of respect, but this creature was swiftly making her regret extending such a courtesy. Standing up to her full height in anger, she closed her eyes and started breathing through her nose in an attempt to calm herself down before she laid waste to the entire complex, before she felt a strong finger land on her cheek. Her eyes snapping open in surprise, she opened her mouth to protest as she felt her blood start to boil in her body. Protest dying in her throat, she could feel what felt like her very essence being sapped out of her body by the creature's finger lightly resting on her open wound, her eyes widening as she saw her blood literally flow over to his body as if it had a life of its own and turning to an oily black colour in the process, the creature's eyes lazily resting on her, before it finally let go. Collapsing to the ground as her legs turned to jelly, her breathing turned deep and heavy as her vision started to swim, and her mind started to muddle due to sheer blood loss as she struggled to watch the creature step away from her. Appearing reinvigorated with her blood and her superior Darwin energy, her mind started to return as she watched the creature step over to the steel door, clench its fist and punch it with all of his might, making a gigantic dent into the steel. Undeterred, the creature punched the steel door once more, this time coming clean off of its hinges and slamming into the opposite steel door where her cell had been with a gigantic crash.
"Are you coming?" She heard the creature lazily ask as she pulled herself to her feet with difficulty, noting her already pale skin now almost white with blood loss. Feeling her limbs tremble with the loss of blood and cursing appearing weak in any form, she stepped forward with as much purpose as she could muster, the blood loss having turned her breathing heavy and having rendered her mind much more sluggish, she stepped out into the hallway past the creature, before turning to look the creature defiantly in the eyes, any playfulness gone from her gaze.
"No." She announced fearlessly, the malice evident in her voice. "You see...I didn't much like that little display of yours, and such a display will not happen again. You're the one that wants to rule this place; I don't. This place is beneath me, and I am not staying here longer than I have to. That little show of strength was impressive, I will admit, but I'm not exactly in a position for stealth now, hmm? Look, I'm reeeeeally sorry that you weren't satisfied with my little excursion for you, but I don't care about your little mission to subjugate this place, and frankly it would take a lot for me to start. I'm glad for the destruction of that little bracelet, but it seems that barring some major incident, this is where we part ways." She continued, striving with all of her might to keep her voice from wobbling due to blood loss, before banging and screaming (and in one instance, giggling) started coming from a few of the other cells, drawing her attention away from the creature, before turning back a few seconds later with an unimpressed eyebrow raise. "See? You've got scores of morons wanting to join your little crusade; you don't need me." She added, before turning on her heels and walking down the freezing hallway, not looking back at the creature she had been rooming with.
"So long, dude." She declared once she was several feet away, her legs starting to regain some of their strength. "I'll think of you next time I do blood play."
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Post by Deaths on Nov 27, 2016 3:06:12 GMT
After the panic ends Tommy listens to silence. There was no one around, or nobody cared for the little mouse lost in a snake's cage. He studies the cell it is completely bare. A smile cracks across his face, he was in the southwest wing of max security this wing was under construction. Looking up at the darkness he spots where the vents would be installed. He jumps and pulls himself up into the ventilation system.
The vents were definitely not designed for someone of his size. Unwavering Tommy scratches and claws his way forward. Snow has climbed up and down these tunnels a million and a half times, those furry memories were ingrained in Tommy's mind. Though he missed the small size at this moment, Tommy eventually found himself in more populated areas. He searches the vents trying to find someone he may know someone that can help. Snowball could be anywhere hell he might even be home by now waiting for him.
He hears muffled talking, then a smash, and then another. The twisting sounds of metal screams looking on with fear Tommy saw him. Jack had broken loose their was nothing he could beyond trying to survive now. Behind the monster was a woman; not just anyone the most beautiful one Tommy has ever seen. She's angry at Jack, she must be strong to just walk away from him. She looked hurt their was an infirmary not too far from here perhaps he could help.
Watching as she walked away Tommy tried to jump into her. She has a strong will and personality, he was unable to sneak his way in. She would be aware someone was there, hopefully she wouldn't be to angry. Focusing as hard as he can Tommy chips slowly at her mental walls, leaving fragments of his own behind. His less guarded memories may be exposed to her, but he was in it was a price worth paying.
"I'm sorry for bothering you. I saw you were hurt, I know where an infirmary is. My names Thomas Diangelo, but Tommy works fine. Can I help you?" He telepathically ask as his vision goes black and he sees the world through her unique perspective.
(Meanwhile)
"That fucking bitch cut way to deep." Blank screams in his head as he runs for the door. He never enjoyed pain it made his shape harder to control. Reverting to Jason would be a death sentence, he had to hold it together. "Don't shoot it's me Tommy! April 13th! APRIL 13TH!" He shouts at the door the guards scramble one to the controls the other to his gun.
The door opens 'Tommy' is pulled in, and the door is slammed shut. The guards are freaking out screaming and panicking trying to figure everything that's going on. Jason begins laughing a deep laugh in Tommy's voice. Just then Silic well Silic did something even Blank thought unspeakable, he's water boarded people, cut body parts off and mailed them to their parents, and once executed a small child as a lesson to others. Admiration began to take over, what was this feeling could it be love? He stopped and stared in complete silence. The armed man was to shocked to speak.
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Post by snipsnap on Nov 27, 2016 6:55:36 GMT
All of max security seemed to come alive at once, Drown narrowed her eyes at the door, and took those first hesitant steps until she reached her door. She prayed she was wrong, that there wasn't a jail break happening. But the hollering of her fellow inmates and the panic in the shouts of the guards down the hall told her better. Through the slot, she saw the steel door lying on the ground, in all its dented and broken glory, with none other than Jack standing on top of it, that predatory smile roaming over the locked doors of admirers and possible targets. Drown watched curiously as his 'friend' left angrily, talking over her shoulder as she left him, seemingly a little worse for wear. She chuckled a little, thinking the new girl was almost as pale as herself. Drown imagined such a man had that effect on people. She had to marvel however, at the grace with which this woman carried herself despite having such a dangerous man at her back. But did she say that Jack plans on...staying here? In that case, perhaps she did want to get out of here. Hovering her hand over the door's hinges, she touched it gently and let the natural effect her powers had on her environment, that the shock collar let go undetected, freeze them over. Freezing this small part would have to do, because spreading across a larger surface would alert the collar. The door was meant to withstand cold, but its weakest points may not be able to handle a little extra frozen encouragement. Pushing on the door, it had become rather unsteady, but strength was most definitely something Drown wasn't inclined towards. Defeated but not deterred, she began banging on the door much like her fellow inmates, hoping to catch the attention of the woman with the striking blue eyes as she walked towards the exit.
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Post by Snoe on Nov 27, 2016 7:31:04 GMT
Her outburst caused something most anyone wouldn’t have seen coming. Jack smiled and chuckled at the childish display, his stitches making the smile seem even bigger. “Poor girl, throwing a selfish tantrum and running away... that’s what your ability is for... so run pout about being ‘wrong’.” Jack prying at that specific point that caused her to act so childish.
“Then there’s me playing with your toys.” Her blood wriggling around his arm “And after I’ve been so very generous you couldn’t share... ungrateful child.” She seemed so interesting once upon a time, but she couldn’t kill him so what use was she. He waved her off and moved in other diretion of the loud cells, his blood tendrils moving much faster now that he was out, CRACKING like a whip sheering through the hinges of all of the doors one strike after another.
“I will build something here, I will find Kreagan... and then we’ll see what dies first... me or the world.” Jack watced as the doors fell open and the alarms began to sound. So now the fun began.
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Post by Alexodia on Nov 27, 2016 21:38:36 GMT
Hearing the creature's petty insults, and even worse with the knowledge that it had waved her off? Oh, that made her blood boil even more. She didn't really know what to expect when she walked away, but she was still pissed off that the creature had the audacity to insult her in such a manner. As she heard it turn around, she stopped dead in anger and began to turn around, before noticing several of the black tendrils sweep past her faster than a regular person would probably have been able to process. Turning her head slightly, she noticed that all of the tendrils were wrapping themselves around the hinges of the doors. Her eyes widening in realisation, she stepped backwards swifter than a regular human could move as the tendrils ripped away the hinges from the doors, pulling the doors away to slam the opposing wall, almost catching her in the process should she have stayed where she was. And also releasing every solitary prisoner from their cells.
As she heard the shouts of glee from some of the doors, she stayed rooted to the same spot; somewhat stunned, she barely had the chance to blink before her vision started to tunnel into black spots. Blinking rapidly, the effect lasted for all of a second, before her vision returned to normal. The male voice in her head was most definitely not normal, though. Looking around rapidly for the origin of the voice, there was nothing and nobody that she could see. What the absolute fuck was this place? Fuck a prison; this place was a nuthouse. The voice was soft, somewhat in deference to her. She'd be lying if she said that didn't stroke her ego, although she was severely pissed that this intruder had decided to remain inside her head. She didn't know whether the intruder could see the world the way she did, but even so, she felt her mouth turn into a sadistic smirk at the thought. Her way of seeing the world was far darker than the sanity most could even comprehend; she remembered her psych teacher describing people like her as 'black holes' compared to everybody else. She also faintly remembered her therapist mentioning something about 'malignant narcissism', but she was too busy imagining what she looked like with no clothes on. Either way, there was nothing she could do about it for now; especially since the voice mentioned an infirmary. She felt her anger rise at the thought of this cretin thinking that she needed his help at all, but she did need to patch herself up. She'd meet this little man later. And either way, he'd be fucking cowed when she demonstrated just how she dealt with insults to her person when there was little to hold her back.
Turning around fully, she noticed the creature still moving in the direction of the other cells down the hall. Her ego bristling and her jaw setting in indignation at the creature's brazen dismissal, she noticed movement out of the corner of her eye, still deep within one of the cells. Turning her head to observe the movement, she noticed the frozen girl huddling in the centre of her room, the entire cell still frozen solid, still staring at her with wide eyes. Locking her intense, cruel gaze with Elsa's scared but determined gaze, she stared Elsa down for a few seconds, before turning her head straight again to look at the creature, still refusing to take note of her. Her indignation rising to the boiling point, her eyes widened and her nostrils flared in affront, she burst out into a sprint towards the creature, covering tens of metres in microseconds with hypersonic speed, before reaching the creature and, not even halting to gloat, jumping up into the air and executing a perfect tornado kick directly into the creature's upper chest, slowing down as she did and feeling the creature be thrown backwards by the sheer force of the kick, the hypersonic momentum sending him flying. Watching with sadistic satisfaction, the creature flew back tens of metres and slammed into the concrete wall at the end of the hallway with unbelievable force, going straight through the metre thick wall and flying into the next solitary corridor over, finally coming to a rough stop somewhere near the middle of the next corridor, its body battered and unmoving, having left a gaping hole in the concrete wall.
Fucking thing thought it had the audacity to to dismiss me like a fucking animal, she mused with a cruel grin on her face. She wondered if it would make that mistake again, or try and drain her blood like it did before. Blood-based powers were always interesting, but nobody had the nerve to do that to her. She had to deal with cretins like that every day, whatever the scenario; the fucking cockroaches didn't have the right to look in her direction, they should be falling over her just because she was generous enough to allow them the chance. There was no difference in here. Pulling her jumpsuit down sharply to get rid of wrinkles, she swiftly turned on her heels and headed off sharply in the other direction, heading to the exit of solitary. Noticing Elsa fixing her with a gaze once more, she sharply jerked her head to the side with an intense glare, the message clear to the frozen girl. "Fall in line and follow me, or stay the fuck out of my way."
"Alright then, Tommy Boy." She spoke aloud, a sadistic chuckle making its way into her voice, her mouth morphing into a smirk that most would label as evil in the process, her eyes lighting up bright with cruelty. "Where exactly is this infirmary of yours?" She asked in a far too casual tone, rounding the corner now manned by no guards at all due to the little debacle before and heading down the corridor to the main part of the prison, strolling casually and cheerily whistling Rule Britannia all the way, utterly calm and collected once more.
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Post by projectekertest33 on Nov 27, 2016 22:57:55 GMT
Rat was free and there were already so many toys to play with emerging from cells just like his and he'd break them all starting with the one smelling of blood in the hallway. He leapt from his cell kicking off from the opposite wall and changing his trajectory towards the monster. The monster scared him but while Mouse ran from the things he feared Rat destroyed them and that was why Mouse would never win.
("But I don't want to hurt anyone." said Mouse his voice so quiet and meek.)
You're lying thought Rat in that alleyway you wanted so badly to be the one doing the breaking instead of being broken, to be the one inspiring fear instead of being afraid and to be the one laughing instead of being laughed at. Rat let out a long mad laugh as he aimed straight for the monster's neck if he could just get his hands around it he could make it produce that lovely cracking sound and then he could take his time with the rest of the toys.
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