+ 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

[morethan084]

[Daisy is already pushing herself up into a sitting position when Natasha comes over to check on her. Honestly this would be a lot more embarrassing if she had stood any sort of chance against that many guards using stun batons on her.]

I'd rather be out of here but apparently that's not going to happen.

[At least right now. She doesn't voice that part to Natasha just yet though. She's not a big fan of just sitting here with all the guards now watching her like a hawk, just waiting for her to mess up again. Which is why she's holding her hand out for Natasha to help pull her up.]

[outstandingbalance]

[Natasha takes her hand firmly, pulling her up with more strength than most people would expect from a woman her size. People underestimate them.]

Not on the table. [Confirming Daisy's comment. Her shrug implies the not yet.] We might be able to find somewhere a little more private?

[morethan084]

Thanks.

[Daisy isn’t surprised by her strength at all. She’s seen her in action, well, at least on TV. It definitely doesn’t help with how much her ribs right now but it’s better than being on the floor.]

Yeah.

[Daisy reaches for the wall as soon as she’s upright because of the way the room tilts. Still no regrets in trying to escape.]

I just need a minute.

[outstandingbalance]

Take as much time as you need. [A gesture that manages to be both vague and pointed; look where they are.] Not like there's a hurry to get anywhere.

[Not yet, at least.

She drops her voice a little lower.]

If we could get our hands on one of those shock batons, that would be something.

[morethan084]

[Oh this couldn't end badly at all...

Daisy looks from Natasha to get a better look at their surroundings.]

And then what? Take all of the guard downs?

[She's at least being partially sarcastic.]

[outstandingbalance]

Unlikely. [Not completely off the table, considering their numbers, but it would take more than one effective close range weapon to get the upper hand.]

But it could take one of them by surprise if there was an opening.

[morethan084]

[Daisy just had her ass handed to her, and yet...]

If you can somehow manage to grab one in case it's needed later, I wouldn't stop you.

[outstandingbalance]

Believe me, if I get the chance, it's at the top of my to-do list.

[Her voice is low, pitched not to carry, and her posture is perfectly unassuming.]

Near the top, anyway.

[morethan084]

Good.

[Even if this all ends in a few days, Daisy is still pretty pissed with the turn of events. So if it meant they got a taste of their own medicine she was okay with that.

They should probably move though, which is why Daisy is pushing off the wall. She's still hunched slightly but at least she isn't falling over now.]

You felt that, right? When you woke up here.

[It was someones memory from their world that caused this event. She just wasn't sure whose it was.]

[outstandingbalance]

[A pause, followed by a little nod. She did. She had her suspicions about the feeling, at least—first time she's felt it herself, though, and she can't imagine what might be missing.

Nothing here seems familiar.]

I noticed it too, yeah. For whatever that's worth.

[morethan084]

I'm guessing it didn't come from your memory?

[The only reason she pushes is because she can't imagine this was something from Natasha's life.]

[outstandingbalance]

I've been a prisoner some ugly places before, but this isn't one of them.

[Dryly.]

I can't say whose it might be.

[morethan084]

[Daisy scoffs but quickly regrets that. This was going to be a bitch to deal with for the next few weeks.]

I think it's safe to say I'm not a fan of whoever's memory this is.

What are you in here for anyway? Some of the ones I've heard are pretty ridiculous.

[outstandingbalance]

Dealing weapons. Allegedly. [And oh, there's some humor in that.]

Of all the things they could have pinned on me, they went with one I'm not actually wanted for.

[morethan084]

[It's hard not to laugh at that.]

At least it sounds a lot more legit than the one they gave me.

[Going up the stairs to where her cell was located was so much fun right now.]

I'm okay if you want to go back to what you were doing before.

[In other words she didn't need a babysitter. Although she wouldn't say no to company either.

[outstandingbalance]

[Natasha nods and gives Daisy just a little more space. She can take a hint.

But she doesn't run off entirely.

Company, not babysitter.]

So, kid, what are you in for?

[A dryly mocking voice, not really adopting the accent of an old Hollywood ganster, but drawling out the words.]

[morethan084]

[Once they're back in her cell, Daisy grabs onto the wall for support as she starts to lower herself down onto the ground. They didn't even get beds in this place.]

Criminal interference with religious worship. So I guess it could have been worse. Sounds like we both got off easy. Not that you could tell from the way they treat everyone here.

[outstandingbalance]

If getting off easy is what you want to call it—seems to me like it doesn't really matter what they had us in here on. It's about the same regardless.

[Natasha leans back against the walk, arms and heels crossed as she keeps an eye on the corridor.]

Which might not be a bad thing.

[morethan084]

[Daisy notices the way she's keeping guard, as if she's waiting for the right moment to...]

I know you've been coming up with a plan since the moment we met up.

[Met up, saved her ass, same thing.]

What is it?

[outstandingbalance]

[That gets a snort and a smile out of her.]

Believe me, I wish I had a plan. Unfortunately, we're calling this one on the fly. But... there's always an opportunity. An opening.

The trick is being ready when you see it.

[Spoken like someone who's gotten out of a prison before.]

[morethan084]

It's actually kind of hard for me to see out of one eye out right now.

[It's half a joke at least. Daisy wants to offer her a seat except there are no seats, just the hard floor that was really uncomfortable.]

I haven't seen you in a while. You doing okay?

[outstandingbalance]

That's why you get someone to watch your back, if you can.

[Half joking, half good advice. Maybe just a fraction of an offer?]

Can't complain, present situation aside. This? This is one I can handle.

[morethan084]

Or not be such an idiot to think that the guards wouldn't see me.

[Daisy definitely wouldn't say no to her having her back though.]

You've got some experience in situations like this?

[As if she doesn't know that already. Shifting a little so she was sitting more upright, Daisy barely masks a wince of pain as she does.]

Think they have first aid in this place?

[Most likely not. Because why would they?]

[outstandingbalance]

[Experience? Natasha raises an eyebrow and tips her head. Acknowledging that, yes, she does, but not volunteering any additional information.

A girl's got to have some secrets.]

Even if they do, I don't think you'd want it. Get the feeling the supplies wouldn't exactly be regulation. You going to be okay without? Nothing broken?

[morethan084]

Good point.

[She has definitely patched herself up with worse things, but considering the event... She just wants to at least clean the blood off of her face though.]

Possibly a few ribs, and my dignity.