I've come to warn you he's coming for you

[animusnpcs]

Characters: anyone carried away by the retrieval units in the mob thread
Setting: ???
Format: any
Summary: Death is far too easy for a punishment, you know.
Warnings: psychological horror, things that go bump in the night and then bump you back

The retrieval unit dumps you, in whatever state you happen to be in, into a cell. To those familiar with Jason, this isn't the clean, polished hospital look of Jason's usual quarters. No, if anything this is an abandoned hospital. There's mold on the floor and the paint is peeling off the walls. It's certainly high tech--the door that blocks your cell is made of some sort of nearly invisible force field--but it looks like it hasn't been cleaned in a few decades.

Once you're secure in your cell, you will have the ability to move your body again. All supernatural skills have been disabled--no one is more powerful than an Olympic-level human inside these cells.

Interact with your fellow prisoners?

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CELLS

[animusnpcs]

The cells are structured in a circle, albeit one that's not completely closed--it seems like you can all see and speak to each other. At least you're not alone?

[doctor_dismemberment]

[Richtofen screams all the way down the elevator and to the cell. He doesn't bother trying to piece together details of his surroundings; he's far more preoccupied with cursing out the retrieval unit.]

Put me down, do you hear me?! This is no way to treat the doctor! I will kill you! I am going to kill every last fucking one of you and bathe in your blood!

[He's dumped unceremoniously into the cell, and as soon as he's able to move his limbs again, he scrambles to his feet. He charges at the force field, but, predictably, it does nothing. He falls back onto his behind, gasping for air. With streaks of drying drone blood on his face and a look in his eyes that a sane person would never be able to replicate, he's quite a sight.]

You will wish you had never done this! Tell Jason he will regret it! He'll regret it!

[puppy_lancer]

Shut up already!

[Having given himself a headache from trying to headbutt the drones, Lancer is in no mood to listen to crazy people rant and scream.]

[animusnpcs]

[At eleven PM on December 7, the following occurs.]

[mustlovedogs]

[As Mondo is carried into his cell, he shouts, still trying to struggle with the retrieval unit. He's strong, he can't just lose like this! It's too pathetic, they hadn't even tried to hurt him or anything, but yet, he was losing, just carried away!

When he feels the thud as he hits the floor, he slowly gets to his feet, rubbing his head which had hit the ground. Gritting his teeth, he goes up to the forcefield and slams his body against it in an attempt to escape.]

[animusnpcs]

[The force field doesn't move, but its image ripples--and in the ripples are ghostly half-images of screaming little girls.]

[animusnpcs]

[At eleven PM on December 7, the following occurs.]

Re: CELLS

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer doesn't bother to talk to the retrieval units. Instead, he just tries to headbutt or bite them in an effort to get them to put him down. Predictably, this just leaves him with a hurting jaw and a pounding headache.]

[He's finally dumped into a cell, like the other rioters. However, this time, as he tries to jump to his feet, his legs actually respond. He flexes his fingers. His arms are also moving.]

[He tries to step out of the cell, but walks into the invisible barrier instead. Try as he might, he can't sense any energy from it. He first tries to go Spirit Form, but his body refused to become immaterial. The only option he had left was brute force.]

[He swings a fist at the barrier, but like the retrieval units, hitting it just hurts his hand. He nevertheless punches it five or six more times. It relieves his frustration, if anything.]

[animusnpcs]

[The image of the barrier ripples, even though the barrier itself doesn't move--each time he slams a fist onto the barrier it ripples more and more, and as it ripples more and more wildly faint images of screaming children become more and more visible.]

[animusnpcs]

[At eleven PM on December 7, the following occurs.]

[facedthetruth]

*Margulis has a little more dignity than his ad hoc team as he's dragged in. He's struggling, yes, but he's not screaming denial or shouting for blood. But his expression is pure defiance, and he gets up quickly when he's deposited in the cell. He only taps the force field door briefly, evidently fully aware of how futile it is to get past a door like this, and instead turns his wrath to the wall.

When his fist fails to catch flame and the punch itself proves to be missing his usual strength and durability enhancements, he growls in annoyance.*

Thorough, aren't they? Hmph...well, unless their intent is for us to starve to death, they'll have to open the door some time.

[sawthelockdown]

Maybe that is what they intend to do.

[Asako just sits down after Margulis' display of...well, how thoroughly screwed they are. May as well rest and save her strength, what little she has right now.]

Still worth it, though.

[animusnpcs]

[At eleven PM on December 7, the following occurs.]

Re: CELLS

[neverbeamemory]

[Sephiroth is up and moving as soon as he's able to move again. After a quick inspection of the run down conditions; wrinkling his nose up at little at the mold-smell, first he approached the cell door but stopped himself from touching it. He wouldn't put it past Jason to booby trap anything in here.

He feels a little tender in parts from from bruising but otherwise fine. Well fine would be being too optimistic. He had raised his hand as he attempted to 'push' a telekinetic wave directed at the door but then had realized that his head, indeed all of his senses really were all out of focus, as if connections were mis-firing. It felt distinctly like it was stuffed with cotton wool. It could be concussion, he figured but more likely Jason had disabled his powers. That made more sense actually, considering how sluggishly human his movements felt as he paced back and forth similar to a predator in a much too small cage. A predator both physically and egotistically bruised.

He could see others imprisoned through the force field and cast a glance towards the ones he could see briefly before sitting down with his back against the wall next to the door. From here he had a limited vantage point of what was happening to the others opposite him and he resolved to stay silent so that he might hear anything going on as well.

And what a cacophony of sounds. Whispers, laughing, screeches, chatter and all other manner of noises bouncing around. Sephiroth wondered briefly if that was the intention of the circular nature of their prison and then went back to steeling his mind silently. Occasionally he'd lightly bang the back of his head on the wall to shut off a voice he thought he heard or a thought he didn't want to ponder on currently.

Fully intended on waiting this out, they'd have to try hard than this if they were going to break him of all people]

11:00 PM, December 7

[animusnpcs]

[The time spent here has been eerie, and there have been frightening, confusing moments, but really things have been fairly quiet overall. No admins have interrupted--Jason hasn't been seen at all. The retrieval units have entered occasionally, bringing new cellmates and supplying any captives who require it with water.

No food, though.

At eleven at night on December the seventh, though, something happens:

There is no one inside it, and no one approaches it, but cell 037's barrier flickers on.]

[mustlovedogs]

[Mondo looks up from his position sitting on the ground, slumped against the wall. That bit of light-- is it the cell he was taken to by that little girl?]

[septette]

[ Being sensitive to any and all amount of light was often a burden, but in this case Remilia would like to think she's thankful for it. She sees the flicker almost immediately and, rubbing her eyes, crawls over to the edge of her cell to peer at it. ]

What's...?

Re: 11:00 PM, December 7

[puppy_lancer]

[Lancer directs his attention on the barrier of the room.]

Huh...?

[sacred_flamer]

[He screwed up big time.]

[Luke was one of the few not making a fuss, preferring to curl up in the corner of his cell and wait for the inevitable. He had drawn his arms into his coat in an effort to stay warm, and had just about been ready to finally drift asleep that night, when the cell down the way flickered on.]

[He jerked up, suddenly very awake. For a moment, he wanted to just ignore it... but he found himself crawl over to the very edge of the field that kept him inside, trying to get a better look.]

[colorfulbrilliance]

[Meiling has been quiet, sitting on the ground with her eyes shut, since she was put into her cell. At the change in light, her eyes open and she moves closer to see what exactly was going on.]

[culbutiri]

[Despite her raging anger Nesir had been quiet since she had been brought to the cells. She had had a moment of panic because being locked up was... well if it had ever happened in her world it would have been because she had been found out. The dark would not have captured her if she ever betrayed them, they would just kill her. Being locked up in a freezing cold moldy cell was something that had never happened to Nesir before.

But she reminded herself she couldn't die, she would just come back and if she was going to be tortured well then... She could deal with that.

She was no longer sure it was worth it though, sure they had been enough of a nuisance to warrant one of their captors to turn up; and Nesir now had a face to put to a name. But it had been the attempts of tiny buzzing insects trying to take down a troll. All he had had to do was flick his fingers and they were squished.

So while everyone had been messing with their barriers; Nesir had poked hers once because it really looked like she could just walk out. But there was power there and Nesir knew not to mess with it, instead she had focussed on reaching the emptiness. She could do it fast yes like she had in the fight but if she was to withstand torture she would have to do it properly, and that took a lot of concentration and meditation.

She was freezing and starving but forced herself to sit still, and finally she was calm. When the barrier of cell 037 flicked on she tilted her head and walked to her own barrier. Watching.]

Do there be someone in there?

Re: 11:00 PM, December 7

[neverbeamemory]

[Sephiroth has hardly moved from his seated position by the door. Except when a particularly disturbing illusion may have inclined him to get up and move away from it, or when the cold floor had started to make him lose feeling in his legs. The cold doesn't affect Sephiroth in any physical way; his body doesn't shiver like others would and his cells just wouldn't allow him to get hypothermic - but it's damn uncomfortable. He has no doubt the temperature is just another notch on their 'lets fuck everyone over' stick.

He's spoken to no one, the other cellmates and even the illusions had now gotten past the point of tedium. So when that unoccupied cell 037 switches it's own barrier on it draws an inquisitive glance in that direction]

Re: 11:00 PM, December 7

[sawthelockdown]

[Asako hasn't been sleeping much since she arrived. How could someone sleep under circumstances like these? So when the barrier flickers on--

She snaps to attention, as best she can.]

What...?

[taintedwhite]

[Wretched Egg had been sitting down in a dark corner. When the barrier flickers on, she stands up walking toward it.]

About time~

MIDNIGHT, December 7-8

[animusnpcs]

[Everything rights itself once more. Cell 037 stands open and empty, every cell is in the same condition it was in at the beginning of this ordeal, and it is very quiet, except for footsteps coming down the hallway.

It's Zo. Those who have seen him before will note he's much more subdued than usual. He walks to the center of the cluster of cells and glances behind him, down the hall.]

This place is really dangerous. [It's not clear if he's talking to himself or the prisoners, but it's too quiet to be anyone farther away than that.] He shouldn't've put you guys here.

[The barriers closing the cells blink off.] Okay, um--go to sleep.

[Everyone blacks out. They will awaken in their beds in the Tower, unharmed, in two hours.]