"Oh, great...rain."
Lily pulled her hoody up over her head and brushed a few now-dampened stands of hair out of her violet eyes. She struggled to contain a smirk at the line of new arrivals being marched from the bus. No point making enemies without good reason, and the fresh meat wasn't going to be in a good mood.
Instead she looked bored and disinterested, something she was good at. That was a talent most any 15-year-old possessed, but Lily could take it to a whole 'nother level...while still avidly checking out the new inmates.
"Jeez, what a crew," she thought, inwardly rolling her eyes. Not a clue among 'em. She'd only been here a couple of weeks, but seeing these poor lost souls made it seem like an eternity.
Deep down, a part of her wondered if there might be a friend among them, someone to talk to, to be something other than a cold facade with. The thought was ruthlessly beaten down. Friends? Here? Yeah, right.
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((I'd already posed Twilight Lily in the courtyard watching the bus arrive before the post saying we were all on the bus. It was too late to edit once I'd seen that, so I went ahead with that development. Hope it's okay...))
"And in this moment, I will not run.
It is my place to stand.
We few shall carry hope
Within our bloodied hands."
((It's ok dollhouse, I'll just have lily as one of the innmates that were shipped in immediately, so its totally ok, for future reference, if anyone else decides theyw ant to already BE at the prison,w hich I would prefer you not do, bring it up with me in a PM first. Thank you.
Also, I will be introducing my student a little bit later, I want to see the different types of attitudes and powers the students have before I bring in my kid.))
"I HEAR TALKING!" the lead Longbow Tanker said disgustedly, although anyone observant enough might notice that he was giving very menacing stares to any of his men who were roughing up the kids.
"NOBODY SAID YOU COULD TALK! SO SHUT UP, LINE UP, AND STAND UP STRAIGHT! YOU ARE NO LONGER UNIQUE INDIVIDUALS! YOU LOST THAT RIGHT WHEN YOU BROKE THE LAW! FROM NOW ON YOU ARE A NUMBER, AND THAT NUMBER IS ZERO!
"EVERYONE RAISE YOUR RIGHT ARM!
"YOU WILL NOTICE THAT ON YOUR ARM IS A DEVICE WITH A YELLOW LIGHT. A YELLOW LIGHT MEANS YOU ARE GETTING CLOSE TO SOMEWHERE YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO GO, IN THIS CASE, OUTSIDE THAT GATE! TAKE A LOOK AT IT, YOU WILL NOT SEE IT AGAIN FOR A VERY LONG TIME!
"IF YOU SEE A YELLOW LIGHT YOU ARE TO IMMEDIATELY TURN AROUND AND GO BACK WHERE YOU WERE UNTIL YOU SEE A GREEN LIGHT. NOW EVERYONE, TAKE ONE STEP FORWARD ACROSS THE RED LINE!"
As the children did so they would notice the light on their wrist restrainer had flashed from yellow to green.
"This is Mr. O'Shea," the Tanker said, putting a hand on Meatwagon's shoulder. The large man wore the tell-tale bluish green loose-fitting uniform of those in the medical profession, but his belt was lined with flex cuffs, pill dispensers, a radio, and a baton. "If you meet anyone without a bracer on their wrist, you might just as well call them 'sir,' cause in here they're going to own you. Mr. O'Shea is going to give you a tour of the facility now. But remember, Longbow is watching you wherever you go!"
Meatwagon smirked at the kids, and decided to give them a minute or two in silence to see how they'd react.
Kayan lowered his gaze and did as instructed, watching in awe as the LED on his wrist flashed from yellow to green once he moved at Mr. O'Shea's request.
It would be a very long and painful stay if he disobeyed such simple orders, so Kayan took a deep breath and stood waiting patiently.
Ragrok simply shut his mouth, he didnt notice that he had a wrist band on, as he was angry for being captured. The events of the past day flashed through his mind...
"Stop it!" He didnt listen, "Stop it, NOW or lethal force will be used." He heard that, he peeled a torso-sized chunk of granite, that kept him from moveing fast, and from being knocked over. The rock coverd his feet back up quickly, rock in hands he threw it at the Black Hawk. The few seconds that followed were filled with screams of missiles being fired from the surrounding Longbow helicopters, bullets, stunners, sappers, and a sniper fireing on to him. He collasped in pain, only to wake up in the back of the bus.
He reconised Mr. O'Shea's face, and looked at him. He stepped foreward, he heard a beep coming from his wrist, and a faint green glow emmiting too.
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YOU STOLE WIELDER DARN IT! >_>
Copycat...
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
Julian calmly followed instructions. It was pretty much what he'd expected. Standard demoralizing routine; strip the inmates of their identities to break down individualism and resistance. He'd actually wrote a paper on the subject a few months ago under an alias, though that had been more centered on POWs than criminal prisoners, or as this facility seemed to prefer, 'students'.
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Jimmy stepped forward with the rest of the group. He flinched a little at the shouting Longbow agent, but managed to keep the same neutral expression on his face, willing himself to simply blend in and not be noticed.
Again his eyes shifted back and forth, taking quick glances down the line of students. This time he thought he caught a flash of a familiar head of hair causing his pulse to quicken briefly. Spook had been right again. She WAS here. Now was not the time to try and talk to her though, so Jimmy shoved his hands deeper into his jacket pockets and hunched his shoulders a little more against the cold rain. He'd just have to bide his time.
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YOU STOLE WIELDER DARN IT! >_>
Copycat...
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((OOC: Aww, come on! Talking in all-caps isn't the only defining characteristic of Wielder! He also says interesting things, and I totally didn't steal his material, or else the students might have been informed that they were "the gum scrapings off the heel of the boot of justice" or something 
))
Circe' wasn't sure why the male was yelling at her "busmates" being that on her home planet that would've never been tolerated. Had this been her home planet she could invoke her right as a female and kill the male on sight.
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"EVERYONE RAISE YOUR RIGHT ARM!"
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Circe' looked as her "busmates" did as the male instructed. Did these earth females have no idea that they held the power to kill this insubordanate male. Circe' would not follow this male's instructions.
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"IF YOU SEE A YELLOW LIGHT YOU ARE TO IMMEDIATELY TURN AROUND AND GO BACK WHERE YOU WERE UNTIL YOU SEE A GREEN LIGHT. NOW EVERYONE, TAKE ONE STEP FORWARD ACROSS THE RED LINE!"
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Circe' looked down on her arm and saw the bracelet this loud male was talking about. However she did not notice whether it was this so called "green" or "yellow". Must be an earth tradition that she wasn't aware of. Looking down on the ground she noticed a line before her feet. That shade of gray must be what the earth humans called "red". Circe' watched as some of her "busmates" moved across the line. Circe' was appalled that everyone even the females seemed to follow this males orders. In a display of dominance Circe' bared her teeth at the earth male that was smirking at her. On her home planet if the male didn't back down she had every right to kill him on sight.
Circe' folded her arms under her chitenous chest. She would have to find out who was the quenn around here.
Kevin had to hold back a chuckle at the shouting. He had seen this before, what with the fact that Experiment was very 'into' Longbow. Hell, the guy had a suit just for the organization. But still, after the first time, he finally caught what 2.0 meant by 'hypocritical.' All this shouting, and then giving the guards dirty looks for shoving the kids too hard?
"It's like saying 'YOU ARE WORTH NOTHING! YOU DESERVE NOTHING BUT DIRT FOR DINN-- Aw, come on guys, don't get rough, they're just kids...' Can't they get some REALLY mean Wardens in here? I don't mean stupid ones either..."
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In a display of dominance Circe' bared her teeth at the earth male that was smirking at her. On her home planet if the male didn't back down she had every right to kill him on sight.
Circe' folded her arms under her chitenous chest. She would have to find out who was the quenn around here.
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Julian maintained his disinterested expression, but kept an attentive eye on the suddenly rebellious student. With any luck the security would be forced to subdue her. It would be a good chance to judge the institutions effectiveness as well as the abilities of the girl.
Ivy watched the varied reactions of the longbow with distaste. She had been called worse than the things the guard was saying so she didn't bother to say anything. Her wristband was too tight and she suspected that it was done on purpose. She almost said something but then decided that since she'd been told to shut up she may as well. She didn't want to risk getting thrown out and sent to...
Three weeks earlier
The fat longbow judge leered down at young Ivy. "You purposely murdered those judges. But since you are 14 we can't send you to the Ziggurat for life you abomination. Therefore we are sending you to a "school" run by Longbow. You will stay there until you are 21 and IF they decide that you are worthy you will stay there as a faculty member for the rest of your natural life."
Ivy nodded barely able to breathe. "I..I.."
"I didn't give you permission to speak. Listen Miss if it was up to me you would be locked in the 5th basement of the Ziggurat with the Devouring Earth because thats what I think you are." He thought a moment and then smiled. "In fact if you screw up once thats where you will be sent." he slammed his gavel down so hard it shattered.
present day
Ivy started to look around as they were "Led" into this place. She started observing her fellow students staring at each of them with her dark green eyes as if almost daring them to come say hi.
Ink Dyne glowered in her "dorm". She was, again, skipping classes because she didn't care.
Call it what they liked. It was still a jail. A prison. Just another way to take away the freedom of young people.
Sure, she'd skateboarded in construction sites. Sure, she'd stolen three Wonka bars behind the candy shop clerk's back.
That didn't bother her. What DID bother her was that she could no longer use her plant powers, so she didn't have her friend Jaws, a giant sentient Venus Flytrap, as her constant companion. He had returned to the seed she always carried.
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"Let go of me!"Jason cried. "Leave me alone!".
"Shut up!" came a gruff voice.
Jason spat in the direction the vooice came from because he could not see for he was blindfolded.
He felt a sharp pain and he felt no more.
"Yo punk wake up!"
"What..huh?" He was in a dark cell.
There was a small bunk he was laying on.
"What, you deaf? Get up!" the voice came from a guard outside the cell."New cellmate on the way."
((OCC:If you are joining right now Jason needs a cellmate please.))
((I'll be the new cellmate!))
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((ok!))
Suddenly, the dark door swung open. A huge guard towered in the doorway.
Imitating her "heroic" friend, Ink Dyne hissed and spat, baring her teeth. Of course, she didn't have any fangs to show, so it had little effect.
The guard grabbed her by the elbows and clamped cold handcuffs around her wrists and led her down the hall.
Since he was behind her, Ink Dyne couldn't bite at his hands, nor could she kick him without falling over and possibly dislocating her arms.
Instead, she spat a stream of foul language at the guard, but he didn't seem to notice.
Eventually, they stopped at another door.
"New cellmate," the guard said gruffly.
He removed the handcuffs and threw Ink Dyne into the little room.
Then he shut and locked the door.
Ink Dyne managed to raise herself from her faceplanted position, scowling. She glared at the person across the room.
"Well, we'd better get t'know each other. I'm Ink Dyne, but y'can call me Inky."
She was about five feet tall and very young for a super-powered criminal. Despite her height, she looked to be about eleven years old. Thick, wild brown hair fell about her freckled face and rolled down her slender body almost to her butt.
She scowled again and stood straight up. She wore a spiked collar and a tight, plain green suit, with many large rips and tears all over it. Wherever the costume gave way to exposed skin, there was a mass of tattoos beneath. Her feet were bare and blistered.
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"Well nice to meet you Inky." Jason said in a sarcastic voice. He was about six foot four, strong build and wore a soul patch on his chin.He was wearing some combat boots and navy blue slacks with holes in the knees. His chest was bare with tatoos of flames all over. He had been able to turn invisible and manipulate fire since he was 3.
"I'm Jason Marx. You can call me Jason. Or Marx. Or Jason Marx. Whatever. It seems that we'll be sharin' cells. Well, we better get along."
Inky glared back.
"Oh, do I detect a hint of sarcasm?" she snapped back.
"Well, you don' scare me. If I had these [censored] bracers off, I'd have Jaws t'help me. But we're in th' same boat, an' we'd better not fight, you're right about that."
She sighed and seemed to lose her anger. Slowly, she sank onto the empty stone bunk.
"Sorry. Y'just don' know how much freedom is a parta my life. See, it's like an Indian, in tune with nature, being forced t'stay in a steel facility every day an' night. It disconnects 'em from what they need most. It makes 'em melnacholy. Well, that's what's happened t'me. I'm dying inside."
She inhaled deeply and gazed across at Jason.
"So, how'd you get your powers? Mutant? Or did you get in the blah lab accident that happens so often these days? Me, I had this mutant power t' retain ink an' dye. That's where I got the idea for my punny name. Anyway, I got kidnapped by some Tsoo, got tattoos, an' the ink ability did weird things t' the tattoo's powers. Printed 'em into my genes. So I escaped an' used my powers t'do what I wanted."
She paused to take a breath.
"Sorry, I'm a chatterbox."
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"I'm a mutant. Got captured by da stinkin' Longbows.I hate Longbows! They killed Marc an' Star." Jason sniffed "Sorry, i get sad when i talk about Marc an' Star."
"Enough chit-chat! Time for lunch."
A buzz went off somewhere and the cell doors opened. Jason got up and said "Come on time for the grub."
Inky looked sideways, then got up and followed him.
"'K, I forgot where th' cafeteria is. You'll hafta show me th' way. At least, until we get close enough that th' smell of boiled rubber an' burn underwear starts wafting through th' halls. Then I just hafta follow th' scent."
She moved with a hard determination, her face completely devoid of emotion. When they neared the cafeteria, however, her nose began to twitch.
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"Sense of humor huh? The day's special is...Drum roll please...Nasty!" Jason laughed at his own joke."Come on this way."
" 'K."
She kept walking after him. Her mind was searching for a pun to make about the cafeteria. There was one nearby, she could just feel it. But where?
It was as if the bracers had put a damper on her mind, too. She felt as if it was being covered by a heavy blanket some days, or caught in a mud hole.
Agh. It was wandering again.
Ink Dyne pinched her nose as they approached the cafeteria.
"Whof! This place could out-stench a skunk!"
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Meatwagon stood watching the kids expressions as they stood just inside the green-zone for the first time. He loved the looks they mustered. Some of them were blatantly scared, and that was fun enough, but he liked the pretentious ones. The ones that put on big brave fronts. Apathy, disinterest, detachment, these kids had it all. It was amazing how invincible teenagers thought they were. But his personal favorite, and there was always one in every pack, was the one that was so damn headstrong that they managed to be openly defiant.
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In a display of dominance Circe' bared her teeth at the earth male that was smirking at her. . . Circe' folded her arms under her chitenous chest.
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"You," Meatwagon said coldy, nodding his head at Circe', "Just what do you think you're getting at? Trying to get good marks for your dental hygeine?"
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The doors of the cafeteria were closed and locked, with a sturdy-looking dark skinned Longbow standing out in front. It was rather odd, actually. Most days the cafeteria was open at all hours.
"You two," he called to Ink Dyne and Jason in a deep assertive voice, "Get back to your rooms! It's New Kids Day, and we ain't serving lunch till they all got their rooms."
Kayan grimaced as he was directed in line with the other passengers, feeling the rain fall lightly on his scalp. He overheard the one named 'Meatwagon' speak into a device and he spoke up over the grumblings of the others. "The one called Boss... is he the emperor of this land?"
Kayan shrugged, looking at the people around him before continuing. "I shall very much like an audience with Emperor Boss."