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Post by Slimeball on Mar 28, 2010 5:10:14 GMT -5
--West-gate Specialized Juvenile Detention Facility, a recently constructed facility built to house Under-aged offenders who's attributes require with 'special precautions'.-- * Man this place sucks* * This collar chafes, these floors have no traction, no frikkin privacy for anything, no damn cheeseburgers, and the worst part... the WORST part... they make you bathe in here! C'MON!!! Thats gotta be against my 2nd amendment rights, know whut I'm sayin? I mean do you KNOW what they put in that stuff?* * Man every part of this stupid 'super juvie' sucks...* * This is the thanks I get for pulling the heat off of Tres-Q's tail... stick my neck out for him and the gang and what do they do, leave me to fend for myself against some freeze-dried jerk. And Mrs. Skanksalot back home's no help either... prob'ly too busy doing thoes nasty things I don't ever want to talk... EWWWW!!!!!!!! Oh GOD I did NOT need to see that! Oh man I wish my brain could vomit out mental images like that!! GAH, I think I'm gunna be ill!!* * This is all a big conspiracy y'know... keepin a mutie brother down! Well I'm not TECHNICHALLY a brother, y'know... but still. It's not like I DID anything serious... but since I turn into booger man they gotta treat me like I nuked some small town. I wonder if that bucket-headed guy's taken sign ups for the opressed, y'know. Matter a that, why aint he busted me out or anything.* * How revoltin this is...* * Hear some stuff outside, must be the guards coming in again. Lucky me... must mean it's dinner. I wonder what flavor of baby-food it'll be this time... Strained Peas or Applesauce. Best not be squash... god help 'em if its squash...* |
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Post by Silva on Mar 28, 2010 22:30:13 GMT -5
A ghoul's work is never done.
K's been kicking up the recruiting top notch, and I am her right hand.
This job's all mine though.
K tried to buy this one, like she bought the tech geek, but the authorities say it's a no go.
K's not one to be denied it seems, as she briefs me on plan B.
Since she can't convince them to give the boy to her, she's sending me in to get him anyway.
I've memorized the blue prints on this place, with K mapping out the easiest way to get him out, and Plan B is in place.
Hitting the basement first, I float through walls in my unseen form, looking for the major breaker box.
Once found, it's a simple job to flow through it too, short circuiting the entire thing, blacking out the system.
I can hear the cattle running in panic, their little walky talky's crackling in the silence created when all the machinery stops humming.
Fools.
It'll take them a bit of time to get the back up generator hooked and running, I've made sure to that too.
So now is the time.
It doesn't take me long to find his cell, though it takes me a moment to float into it.
I spent years in a cage, even a ghost with no feeling, I shiver a bit going in.
Once in, I let out a laugh.
[glow=dbdbdb,2,300]This is what I've gone to all this trouble to liberate?
K has got to be messing with me![/glow]
I concentrate a bit, and make myself seen, my wraith form looking at him.
[glow=dbdbdb,2,300]Well, looks like this is you're lucky day buddy, I'm busting you outta this joint. But first, this collar.[/glow]
I flow forward, using my 'hands' to grab onto the control of the collar, my essence sinking right through as it sputters and hisses.
[glow=dbdbdb,2,300]Follow me, we have to get you outta this cage now before they stop us.
You have a meeting with the Boss-Lady.[/glow]
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Post by Slimeball on Mar 29, 2010 7:49:31 GMT -5
*Doesn't take 'em long to come down the line, instructing me to get on the far side of the room, b'fore, punching up the code into my vacuum-sealed Mayonaise jar and sliding me my daily gruel. 'Specially formulated for my 'needs' they say... IE... they don't want me near a toilet, so they give me this glorified babyfood that completely breaks down in my blobbie digestive system. I walk back over and stare down at this glop.*
* Squash... great*
[glow=limegreen,2,300]" Hey C'mon... Squash AGAIN!?! What is this??? Cruel an unusual is whut it is! Gonna tell my public defender bout this... then you'll be sorry!"[/glow]
* Course nobody answers. Not like they ever DO! I could shank myself with the straw they give me to suck it up and they wouldn't do nuthin. Not that I would but still. More a that opress the mutie crap. I should some a that... whada they call it.... civil disobediance.... yeah, a hunger strike... thats it.... not eat anything.*
* About a minute kicks by... and allready I'm suckin on this swill. Okay.. TOMMOROW I go on hunger strike.*
* I'm mid gulp, sucking down this horrible veggie milkshake when allasudden the lights go off. Yeah thats.... thats kinda... unexpected. Don't worry.... them generators'll kick in any second and we'll be back in buisness.*
*.... but the light's don't kick in...*
* Then allasudden... I start hearin this laughin... a girl's laughin... echoin insida the room... Okay... this is gettin creepy here. If... if them guards are doin this cuz I said I'd tell my suit... it... it aint funny. I'm tryin ta figgure where the voice is comin from, what wit no power an that the speakers wouldn't work... all the while she's sayin how K must be messin with her. Then the room starts lightin up behind me... an I slowly start turnin around... ta see that girl from the ring floatin behind me.*
* I spit out a mouthfull of Squash... that crap flying right through her and splatterin all over the walls, b'fore I let out a yelp and scramble back to my cot*
[glow=limegreen,2,300]" HEY HEY!!! I ....I AINT WATCHED NO VIDEOS.... I SWEAR LADY!!!!!"[/glow]
* She says something about how it's my lucky day, how she's bustin me outta here, but I dunno if I buy that. The way she talks, the way she looks at me with them dark eyes a hers... I get a feelin the only way she's talkin 'bout is in a pine box... or a mop one a the two. Then starts floatin over towards me... hoverin over the floor... the room seemin ta get a bit colder the closer she gets ta me. Oh man oh man oh man.... she's gonna eat my soul 're sumthing.... dammit this is what I get for ripping off that Gyphsey cab driver.... ohnoohnoohno I cringe back...*
* And... all I hear is the stupid collar on my neck fizzlin offline.*
* As this thing dies... I can feel it comin back... my powers. I just relax and let 'em take hold, My shoulders sinkin down, displacin themselves, the rest of my body loosin it's cohesion and just... flopping down into a puddle on the floor. I just wriggle my way back up and out, leaving that little S&M number layin on the concrete floor, and shloop myself back up, rolling my shoulder a bit*
[glow=limegreen,2,300]" Oh YEAH that feels good!!!"[/glow]
* Then she give the ole 'come with me if you wanna live' bit, sayin I got a meetin with the bosslady, then just walks back through the door. Kinda interestin someone'd spring me n that.... an it's not like I'm gonna stick around. Might not be as clean as her exit... but with her doin to the door what she did ta the collar, I'm able to slip right through the cracks. It's a tight fit.... But nothing a little dropping of the ole consistancy won't cure....*
* Finally, I'm back out in the halls, halls I aint seen for the past 3 months... though it aint like I can see much with the lights out. Either way, it's only a few steps/slides away from freedom, all thanks ta spooky girl over here. I stay down.... schlupping along close to my little guardian angel, stayin one step... err... whatever behind... *
* Y'hear that dawgs... Chuckie Grimes is back in action!*
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