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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Topic started by: Daemon on January 25, 2011, 02:40:42 AM
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(No real storyline yet, as it gets rolling one should pop up. Also, all you have to do is just post. Your gender, species, and name will be derived from the... thing to the left of the post. Thank you for posting in this.)
I wake up to the sound of my own thumping heart, echoing off the walls of my empty cell. I hear the breathing of those in adjacent cells. "Guess I'm too new here." I had woken up from my dream of my parents, Arlin, my father, an otter, and my mother, Lynd. She was a wolf. I guess the shock of seeing them die again kinda scared me. The others around me seem much more calm. I'm not used to jail. I have to get out.
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Blizzard, Male, Timber wolf
"so your new here huh?" An older wolf says from the adjacent cell as he leans into the bars looking across into the other cell. Blizzard looked as if he had been here a long time and had lost most of his sanity from this place. He stood considerably high much above 6 foot and looked rather strong. but that is all that can be made out in the dim lighted jail.
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I sigh. "Its really that obvious, innit?" I look away from him. He reminds me of my mom, only by the fact that hes a wolf. "How long you been here?"
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"longer than you want to know" scratches the bar lightly with his claws. a look of hatred in his eyes.
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I fear for my life here. How long will I be stuck? Will I die here? The trueness of the last statement scares me. "Has anyone ever gotten out?" I ask aloud. I already feel as though I know the answer. A shaft of sunlight falls through the barred windows f my cell. I cant lose hope.
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"you'll know the answer to that soon enough. look at the wall to your right. the last person in there went insane and thought he could claw his way through the brick and mortar." there are bloody scratches on the wall to your right.
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"Pain. That looks like there was lots." I stay there, thinking. then: "Are your claws strong enough to break the bars? Mine arent" I hold up my webbed hand, and show my tiny claws.
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"possibly, but i never tried." digs his claws a little into the bars
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*looks over at cla marks* "Hey! You cut it!" The bar falls over, making a loud clatter noise, waking everybody up. "Guess they arent that strong. This is gonna end badly unless we get out of here!"
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"there's no use. breaking out of here would only get us killed. there's an entire army garrisoned nearby above this prison. If we were to get caught we'd be murdered" blizzard lets go of the bars.
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"Crap. What're we going to do? Hide? I really dont think hiding will help. Not here. Oh well. Guess we gotta pretend nothing happened.
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blizzard sits on the crude bed made of decaying straw and torn linens. "what are you worried about? you didn't do anything wrong.."
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"Good point. Lets blame them. If the stupid bars werent rusty, then maybe they wouldnt have broken and snapped off." I sill gaze out the window. :| "I wonder..."
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the night guard heard the commotion and comes to investigate.
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"What happened!" Yells the night guard. "Why is the bar on the ground?" He proceeds to ask.
"I dunno. Why dont you ask it?" I say.
"Kid, you are getting on my nerves. Say one more thing and I'll kill you."
"Alright."
the night guard walks over and picks it up. He looks over at Blizzard. "Did you do this?"
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"yeah.. it was a piece of crap"
the guard unlocks the cell door and proceeds to draw his sword as he walks in "trying to escape on my watch?"
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"Nope." I say. The guard looks at me.
"So, what were you doing with this?" He says.
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"so your telling me you broke a bar off his cell door then?" the guard says as he turns toward the other cell
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* wakes up*".... wh..at... ha..pppend .. my head it hurts ...whats this, what iam i whereing this?... you there otter and you wolf ... who are you and where iam i? and who are you. i the last thing i remember is it was night. are you trying to brake out? if you are i want in. " * walks to the front of the cell*