Re: - The Pits -->OPEN

by **bookcrazI** Sun Feb 13, 2011 10:19 pm

Oh....ummm... Then... I'm really unhelpful

by **OpenTheDoor** Thu Feb 17, 2011 1:01 pm

Jay's eyes widened; he was like a firecracker, wasn't he?
"Dude, calm down; just because we're on a lower level doesn't mean that they're not punishing us," he sighed, "Come on, you need to eat at least."
Jay was actually surprisingly strong and managed to pull him up. Most didn't get it form his mostly skinny stature.

"Yo! Dippy!" Aeries called, snapping her fingers infront of Lilly's face, "If your gonna stare at something, stare at something pre'y, eh?"
With a roll of her eyes a small smirk, she tugged her arm slightly before walking off, her hands in her pockets as she whistled away. She didn't notice the glare that she got from the guard at the door as she passed; ignorance was bliss for her.

by **Charlie** Thu Feb 17, 2011 5:53 pm

Griffen stood in line and food that looked more edible than tue stuff he was served, was plopped onto his plate. He didn't want to argue with the guy he didn't want to act on his impulses and this one time his thoughts were quicker thN his actions and he stopped himself.

by **bookcrazI** Thu Feb 17, 2011 8:23 pm

Lilly: I shook my head and caught up with her, "well I'd try but there isn't much to look at, can't find a decent looking thing anywhere, that is landscape wise. All of the good-looking guys are either level ten or have no idea I exist, which means all I get to stare at is walls." I said laughing.

by **Charlie** Fri Feb 18, 2011 6:02 pm

He ate his meal. Not quite finishing it. He was nervous about if he would get more. He also didn't want to eat to much for fear of getting sick. He stared at the plate of half eaten food. No one Herr would want to talk to him it's like he radiated Level Ten.

by **OpenTheDoor** Sun Feb 20, 2011 11:24 am

Naomi's eyes rolled, "It isn't that funny, lovie."
She put her hand in her pocket loosely, fiddling about with the card that was there. The thoughts of what the new cell was going to look like actually made her curious, something that she thought she lost when everything turned upside-down on her. Her eyes looked down to her hand and to the number of the cell printed on the card held within it before she slipped it back inside.
"284," she mumbled to herself, "Same as the bloomin' last one. Twits."
She turned around a corner and looked to her side; this was just the same as every other level, the layout at least.
"This like Level 9?" she asked, looking over her shoulder to Lilly, her eyes somewhat calm rather than the domineering presence that she generally gives off.

Jay's brow raised at Griff, That's what Level 10 does to ya then? Whoa. Guess I was a lucky one...more than him.
The guy looked down to his plate and sighed; at least it was better than what he got the morning before. It still didn't look amazing, but it was definitely better an improvement.

by **Charlie** Sun Feb 20, 2011 11:48 am

He sat at the table alone thinking itnwas probably best no one wanted to talk to him. After all it had been years since he really had any human contact. He handed his plate in and wondered what to do next. He dove his hands into his pockets and pulled out a card. He walked to the room number he wasn't expecting much. He opened it well his room at least was carbon copy of the one down in level ten. Well minus the red light. He wasn't quite ready for that. He decided it was probably best to get used the light. Or maybe he could walk or run around he didnt know. He could barely remember the last time he had this much freedom.

by **bookcrazI** Sun Feb 20, 2011 6:02 pm

Lilly: I smiled, "Not a single bit, we have bigger men with bigger guns and smaller cells. Much worse many ways but hey, we all do what we can." I looked around and ignored the oogling from some of the prisoners, level nines rarely visited here we mostly stayed with level nines cause the smaller levels didn't really understand us that well. I bit my lip and looked around, what I wouldn't give to be dropped down a level, this place was much better than our little hellhole up in the ninth but nine was much better than ten so I guess I couldn't complain.

by **Charlie** Sun Feb 20, 2011 6:09 pm

Griff couldn't have the thought that he wanted to go back to he pit of he'll but it came anyway.
He saw the two girls again and wondered if they had already passed judgment on him.
Then he got the urge to run, just run down the hall it would give him something to do. But he knew he needed to work on fighting his urges good or bad that was the only way he was going to overcome his horrible anger issues.

by **OpenTheDoor** Mon Feb 21, 2011 5:31 pm

Naomi just nodded, walking inside it; it was pretty much the same. Shame.
"They could at least have added in a few perks," she muttered, tucking her fringe behind her ear.
She had completely forgotten that she was in a prison it seemed, but the least that she could do was try and keep her mind off of the things that happened prior to this.
"Here's yours," she sighed, chucking Lilly's key-card to her, "You need to keep an eye on your pockets; you never know when someone will swipe it. And I'm not even good at pickpocketing."
The girl knew that was a lie; you could tell from the smirk that had formed on her face. At least she could steal trinkets better than people's believability; she couldn't lie very well at times.
"What's this?" she muttered as she walked over to her bed, picking up the slip of paper that was on there, "After your done here, go back to your normal schedule? Damn. I'm on toilet duty again!"
As she said that, an electronic bell sounded above them all, echoing through the halls; time to get to business.
At least the layout's the same. Second left then the first right before going right again.

by **bookcrazI** Mon Feb 21, 2011 7:03 pm

Lilly: I laughed and walked away heading for my level, she really a terrible lier. Back when I was into cons I could get a bit of money from any sort just by altering my story. I considered myself an actor, it kept the guilt away most of the time after awhile you forgot to feel the guilt and the act became part of you. I clicked my card and some poor sods card togethr, the poor guy didn't even realize his card was in my hand until I left he didn't even know it was me, a bit of pursauwion on my part made him look the other way but really it was clever. I could now skip my duty and use his card to make it seem like I did mine. Some simple manipulation with passerbyers could get them to think I actually did it and I'd be on my way. Lying was my thing sometimes I thought I was a bit too good at it, like when I convinced the guy that i had dropped something near him instead of picking his pockets.

by **OpenTheDoor** Tue Feb 22, 2011 8:24 am

You couldn't really skip your duty and we're all on the same level now: 3 (I'm pretty sure that it was that).

by **bookcrazI** Tue Feb 22, 2011 6:38 pm

Oh... Well... I will think of a reply continue on and forget I posted that.

by **Charlie** Tue Feb 22, 2011 7:58 pm

His mind went to chores. He was supposed to be doing manual labor of some sort. Except he didn't know where to go. Level ten, it was done in a little pen. They were escorted to it. it was only at the end of the hall from all the rooms. Level ten was small, and was all full of older people. Griff was by far the youngest on it. He looked around and saw a girl (bookie yours or opens charrie) "Hey, do you have any clue where I need to go for manual labor?"

by **Charlie** Sun Mar 13, 2011 2:09 pm

Open?

by **OpenTheDoor** Sun Mar 13, 2011 3:37 pm

Aries shrugged, "It's in the same place as it would be on Level 10...unless you were all locked in your cells and did nothing."
Leaning on the wall, she looked up at him. She still had enough time to get to where she was meant to be; toilets only became dirty again.
"Manual labour's out in the blocks."
The blocks were the place that was basically a huge concrete room. It wasn't the nicest of places, but, to Aries at least, it was a lot less stinky.

by **Charlie** Sun Mar 13, 2011 3:58 pm

He nodded he had an hour of it. "Thanks." it was the only time he ever got out of his cell one hour once a week and even then it was still like crap. He walked away lower numbered levels to him seemed more restricted to the higher numbered ones. "Have fun with your chores." he was sure to have fun with his, he always did lifting, because he was strong, stronger than most of the lunatics in manual labor.

by **OpenTheDoor** Sun Mar 13, 2011 4:27 pm

Aries did a bow, flopping her head forward.
"Will do, Sir," she smirked, putting on her posh voice, "Same to you."
With her signature salute-like wave, she walked off to go find the person with the rubber gloves and the bleach. It was easy to see that she wasn't happy about this job, but it was one that she often got lumped with. Why? Because she couldn't be trusted with anything else...and last time she did labour she pretended to break her foot.
"And by the way, there's generally always a pair of gloves that you can steal from the guard's pockets to help with the lifting!" she shouted back before turning a corner.

by **Charlie** Sun Mar 13, 2011 4:34 pm

He heard her comment and looked at his calloused hands. The years of lifting made them hard and rough. He didn't want to steal a pair of cloves he already was supposedly one of the worst guys here. Not many people could kill a whole research facility. He headedto the large concrete room and was imediately put to the strenuous work. He might have been strong but he wasn't superman.

by **OpenTheDoor** Sun Mar 13, 2011 4:42 pm

Minor time skip?

by **Charlie** Sun Mar 13, 2011 4:57 pm

Yeah.

The hour had passed and Griff was done. He was tired and slightly irritable. He had been beat a few times for supposedly doing the wrong thing. He didn't know what to do with himself now. It used to be he went to his room for that was all he could do. But now with freedom he was clueless. He found a chair and sat down. He laid back and ran his fingers through his hair.

by **OpenTheDoor** Sun Mar 13, 2011 5:01 pm

"Toilet cleaning!"
"Sarcasm?"
"Yes, you should have realised that by now, I am sarcastic. Deal with it."
"You have no manner towards authority, do you?"
"Nope."
Aries looked up to the guard that was standing by the door, his arms crossed as his face fumed slightly. With a smirk, the girl looked into the next toilet block.
"Lovely," she sighed, putting up the seat, "I get the best tasks."
"Because you have a potty mouth..." the guard muttered, getting a glare from the girl, "Carry on."

by **Charlie** Sun Mar 13, 2011 5:18 pm

Griff Was soon drifting in and out of sleep. He knew he shouldn't sleep but after labor he always slept for like two days straight of course that was when he was in a cell 24/7.

by InioMika Sun Mar 27, 2011 2:19 pm

can i join? heres my charrie

Name: Kaci Stryker
Codename (optional):blaze
Age:18
Gender:FM
Appearance:-
Eye: light orange brown, oval shaped with thick black eyelashes
Hair: dyed vibrant red hair like a flame
Face shape: square jaw, small nose
Skin: slightly tanned
Tattoos/Piercings/Scars etc: has a wilting black rose decorating the left side of her torso, meaning saddening links with death. her eyebrow is pierced, has five in her right ear two in her left.
Clothes : Black light cargo trousers, ripped at the hem from wear and black boots with a slight thick square suitable heel as she is small. normally wears a short sleeved red top with a black ripped netting top over.
Other: wears a sliver ring with a chain on connecting to a braclet on her right hand. A gold neckalace with a watch on. her upper arm she has a armlet band which hides her supply of matches/lighters.
Personality:- she is tough, doesn't take any 'crap' from anyone. easily hurt though and sticks to herself as an unwanted reputation stuck with her so she just went along with what was expected of her growing up. Can be sarcastic in a self defence as awkard socially since not used to it.
Likes: Fire, donuts.
Dislikes: cold, hard labour,
Flaws (3+): can misunderstand things easily, rude, appears uncaring. looks threatening.
Other:
Power: She instinctively knows a persons fear and how to manipulate it.
History: She has always liked fire as it warmed her and kept her alive as a child so keeps it close at all times and eventually her favourite colour became red like a flame. Got the nickname Blaze because of this. people feared her with her trained skill of fire and viewed in a certain way so she just decided to go along with their expectations. I,e looking threatening. Was taken in by the mafia and given jobs, has killed with her fire before to survive.
What did you do to get here (innocence included): She was accused of setting fire to a nobles mansion killing the noble and his wife, his son the only one surviving as she was nearby at the time. she is innocent of that act but accepts being thrown to the pits anyway as she feels guilty for previous crimes she committed as a naive child.
Other Details: she often has a habit of flicking her lighter on and off.

by InioMika Sun Mar 27, 2011 2:34 pm

can I have a quick todate summery of what has happened so far?

by InioMika Sun Mar 27, 2011 2:46 pm

Kaci sat on a chair backwards, her elbows leaning on the top. she flicked a lighter on and off in habit her red hair falling over her face stained by dirt from her past seven years of solitude in the this prison at level (not sure what level she would be at).
She had listened quietly to this idea that they had tested 'positive' for superpowers. She found it amusing thinking back to some tattered ancient comic book she once found as a child of some guy called superman.
She didn't believe it, at least didn't want too, but she couldn't deny that this level was much better than her previous one.
She moved her palm over the flame, the feeling of its soft burning the only sense of touch she ever felt since coming to the pits. She knew it was strange, but it didnt burn her anymore, it was more a sense of comfort now. Anyone from her old level would have known she wasn't burning herself and they would avoid her strangess. Here, she guessed she would build the same reputation without moving a finger again.
People would see her as strange or threatening and stay away, too paranoid to protect their own skins.

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