The City RP ~Players Needed~

[ClucksAndPeeps]

( Is there some sort of conspiracy going on? )

 

[Mantha8225]

((Awesome you got her to join? xD))

 

[ClucksAndPeeps]

 

"What'd you say?!?" the guard said angrily. He kicked the girl between the bars and snatched the weapon from her. "Watch your mouth, you little pest." He walked away from the cell, vowing to keep an eye on the girl.


"You okay?" Joshua asked his sister through the bars.

"Sort of, Seren said, examining her scraped knees. "If I'm allowed to totally change what 'okay' means."

"We'll get out of here," he said. She could hear the braveness and anger in his voice. "This is all just a stupid mistake."

"Au contraire, my naive amigo," said a voice from the cell on the other side of Joshua.

"What? Who are you?" Joshua asked.

"I'm prisoner number 450209A," said the voice. "Trust me, there's been no mistake. And they didn't forget to read you your rights. And they aren't going to give you a lawyer or a phone call. And your mama and papa aren't coming to get you. Ever. And that's a long, long time."

"That's not in my vocabulary," she grumbled. She gripped a metal bar until her knuckles turned white.


"Well, whoever you are, prisoner number 450209A," Lissa grumbled, "you're mistaken. I'll get out of here even if I have to use my hands to pry the bars open."

"Hah," prisoner 450209A said, "That's what the last kid said. The N.O. took care of him, though. That's the price you want to pay for freedom?"
"What do you know about what's going on?" Seren asked suspicously.
"Look, how old are you?" said the voice. It was deep and resonating, although had a distinct spanish accent.
"I'm almost eighteen," Joshua said, "and my sister's fifteen."
"Well I'm thirteen," he offered, "so you'll fit right in here."
And then the siblings looked across at all the cells n the other side of the block. They saw face after face, one scared kid after another. All wearing too-big prison jumpsuits.

It looked like this whole jail was full of kids, nothing but kids.

Lissa gripped the bar harder. "I'll kill myself before they even try take me to wherever you're talking about," she muttered. Her sneaker grazed the bottom of the bars, and she looked down to the source of the clanging. Green and purple against the silver bars. Would look good in a painting, she thought. Her blue eyes caught sight of something she hadn't seen before- red dirt in the corner of the cell. A tiny puddle of water to go along with it. Perfect. Lissa dipped her fingers into the water and stirred the dirt into thick, red mud. Her fingers danced across the whitewashed brick wall as she painted a scene.

 

[Mantha8225]

((Is there a conspiracy going on? Well, you'll just have to find out! But the prisoners don't know about it))

 

[ClucksAndPeeps]

( I like conspiracies. Especially making them... Haha. )

 

[Mantha8225]

Jenna laughed softly in her cell, and marked another day gone by. "Only two more days," she muttered to herself.

 

[ClucksAndPeeps]

"Hmmm?" Melanie's gaze shifted from her sister to Jenna. "What did you say?"

 

[Mantha8225]

Jenna hastily hid her belonging, a paintbrush that still had a bit of paint on it, and shook her head, "Nothing." she said, but the look of expectancy in her eyes told otherwise.

 

[ClucksAndPeeps]

Melanie caught the sight of the paintbrush. "You're a painter? So is my sister."

 

[ClucksAndPeeps]

Lissa's mud-stained fingers swiped over the wall until the 'painting' was finished. She turned around and moved aside. "There ya go, prisoner 450209A. Here is your answer."
Her cupped fingers revealed the painting.