+ The Universe is under no obligation to make sense to You +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE!
Where: EVERYWHERE!
When: Saturday, May 19th - Wednesday, May 23rd.
Rating: PG-13, warn if you're gonna go higher!
Summary: A catch-all for the Kyln / Sierra Madre event!
The Story:

For the duration of this event, the entire mansion will be part space jail, part apocalyptic wasteland desert with an abandoned hotel/casino. On the third day an escape route not previously discovered in the Kyln appears and breakouts can be planned...

...Only for everyone to find themselves walking through a large glass prison toward the toxic gas filled wasteland of a desert, the Sierra Madre. Does the prison look better than the toxic cloud outside? If you're stuck in the prison after dark beyond day 3, you'll be forced into and locked in your cell for the night. But at least locked away, nothing from the outside can hurt you. If you try to brave the actual elements in the desert it might be a little hard to breathe. The air has pockets of toxic gas and even a few seconds of exposure could prove deadly. And watch out for the Ghost People.

Inside the abandoned hotel/casino you'll find shelter from the gas and ghosts, but beware the holograms that are 50/50 with their attitude. Prison beatings, a beating from the holograms, which one Would You Rather? And whatever you do, don't try on the collars lying around unless you like to explode. Literally.

[ This is a catch-all for all your prison/desert needs! Please mark your threads clearly in the subject line with your character's name and either a cell number or just a location if you didn't feel like randomizing it or you're making a top level for a public place (like the dining hall or wandering the hotel/casino). Here's the plot post if you need it!

Have fun! ]

Comments

[hypoxic]

What makes you so sure there's something outside the space? It could be against the scope of the event.

[And. Actually, speaking of that...]

Did you feel it at the start? This one's from our world, I think.

[morethan084]

And that's bad? If we could somehow break free of the event?

[She never said it wasn't a stupid idea though.]

Maybe. I don't remember hearing about a prison in space though.

[hypoxic]

It might be the equivalent of breaking free of the mansion. [Improbable, but not impossible. But something that can be done within a week...?]

You haven't? For some reason, I thought perhaps...

[Daisy's a fugitive at home, isn't she? He'd assumed this was her experience.]

[morethan084]

Cause that would be so terrible?

[It probably would be. Has anyone ever actually escaped the mansion? Lifting her head when he trailed off, Daisy raised an eyebrow in response to his assumption.]

I've never been in space prison before.

[hypoxic]

Not terrible, just. Unlikely.

If not one of us, then who? [It's surely not from Peggy's memories.]

[morethan084]

I don't know.

[Which probably should concern her, but right now she's more concerned with something else. She should probably get up from the floor though.]

The guards attacking me like that just makes me want to see what's out there even more though.

[hypoxic]

[She should, but she's hurt right now. He hovers as she starts to squirm, all but spotting her.]

Whatever it is, it'll be gone in a few days.

[morethan084]

[Pushing herself up about halfway, Daisy grabs hold of the side of Fitz's arm for support so she can fully stand up. She definitely wants to try again, but not right now.]

You're not even a little bit curious as to what's out there?

[hypoxic]

[She shouldn't even be standing. This is a bad idea. But he'll still offer his shoulder, pulling her arm around him so he can support her better.]

Of course I'm curious. But my curiosity's the sort that ends in people dying, remember?

[That's the lesson he's learned from this event. It's a well-deserved punishment.]

[morethan084]

[Him pulling her arm around him like that definitely sets off the pain in her ribs, but, if he didn’t support her she was likely to fall over.]

What are you talking about?

[That has to be the most ridiculous thing she’s ever heard.]

[hypoxic]

[ he notices her flinch and mumbles a soft apology, but continues to hold her as long as she's willing to be held. ]

It's my fault the last event came into the mansion in the first place. And before that... my track record here isn't exactly pristine.

[morethan084]

Fitz, that wasn’t your fault.

[But she knew what it felt like to feel so guilty about something that it doesn’t matter what someone else says. So she leaves it at that.]

Where are we going?

[hypoxic]

Doesn't make me less responsible.

[How could it not be his fault? Hadn't he been the one reaching for answers?]

Back toward the cell block. You need to lie down.

[morethan084]

If that’s the case then we’re all responsible for something bad happening here.

[What with their memories being used here for both the good and bad. Laying down wasn’t a bad idea, it’s what her body wants her to do. Of course she isn’t a big fan of just laying around all day doing nothing either.]

And do what? Stare at the ceiling while all of this is going down?

[hypoxic]

You've never opened a window here and let hundreds of murderers come through to indiscriminately kill. Something ought to come of this.

[She's already restless. Does she not understand?]

Stay there and heal. You've gone through enough.

[morethan084]

You didn't do it knowing that would happen, Fitz.

[She should just drop it and yet here she was, still trying to convince him of something she know she won't be able to. And, just as stubborn as he could, so was Daisy.]

You know that's not going to happen, right?

[hypoxic]

And I shouldn't have taken the risk before clearing all the variables.

[He could escalate it further, but she doesn't deserve that. She's already so hurt...]

You could try it for a bit. I'll stay with you if you need company.

[morethan084]

You know that's no way to live, right? Thinking about all the things you could have done to change the result.

[Pot meet kettle.

She doesn't want him to think she doesn't want his company, she just isn't good at sitting still.]

Fine. For a little bit. I'm up over here.

[hypoxic]

You're right. I'm sure that's something you'd know something about.

[He gives her a long stare at that.]

[morethan084]

I guess I deserved that.

[Once they reach her cell she's already moving to sit down on the ground, one arm reaching out to wrap around her midsection as the pain escalates again.]

Thanks Fitz.