Kiyoko Tomoe
The Donut Goddess
A cell; for three and a half years now, thousands have all sit in cells. A cell per person, plus a few thousand more for others to fit in. You're one of those few hundreds, and not a single soul understands how or why they're there. All that's known by those in the cells are two things; one, they're treated as though lower than human beings, and two, their name; at least, some know their name.
It's the same routine each and every day. Wake up, eat breakfast (some call it crap, though the prison guards call it health slop or whatever), sit in your cell for hours, be put through a strict military-type of training, then eat dinner before being forced to sleep (which means sleeping gas, if necessary).
There are three known choices while in this prison. You can only do one of those things, and cannot change your choice after it's been made. The choices are as follows:
Cell Life
- The first option, is rather simple... This one is an option most choose to take. Once this option has been taken, rigorous military-style training will no longer occur for the person in question, and they'll be given a period of time each day with other prisoners in a large recreational-type room which all members of their block gets access to during the specified times of day, should they choose this life.
Bullets
- The second option, is bullets. Raise high above the rest, and leave your foes deep under blood. Nobody knows anything about this option until they've gone through it fully, aside from the simple fact that it involves killing for the rest of ones' life.
Blades
- The third, and final option, is to pick up the blade. The knife represents precision and speed; something needed to escape the hell around you. The knife kills for freedom. With each swipe and jab, the knife leaves a cut; an opening, which represents the wielder's desire to be let loose and run free, just like how the blood flows out of a wound. Handfuls have taken this path, but none have successfully gone through to the point of freedom; as such, nobody even knows what 'freedom' is given.
I know, I know... No special BBCode stuff, no specific plans for the flow of plot, etc... Really, I've only been thinking on this about an hour xD
Please, do give your opinions and whatnot, and I'd like to know just how interested people would be in this kind of RP.
Also, a little explanation to the way the prison's laid out... Each block of the prison has 2,574 cells. There are twenty-six sections to each block, each labelled A through Z. Each section is 99 cells, so there are cells A1 - A99, B1 - B99, etc. In other words, the prison's pretty large... With there being ten blocks- A, B, C, D, E, G, H, I, J, and K- there's a total of 25,740 cells in the prison, and as such room for 25,740 prisoners. Thanks for takin' the time to read!
It's the same routine each and every day. Wake up, eat breakfast (some call it crap, though the prison guards call it health slop or whatever), sit in your cell for hours, be put through a strict military-type of training, then eat dinner before being forced to sleep (which means sleeping gas, if necessary).
There are three known choices while in this prison. You can only do one of those things, and cannot change your choice after it's been made. The choices are as follows:
Cell Life
- The first option, is rather simple... This one is an option most choose to take. Once this option has been taken, rigorous military-style training will no longer occur for the person in question, and they'll be given a period of time each day with other prisoners in a large recreational-type room which all members of their block gets access to during the specified times of day, should they choose this life.
Bullets
- The second option, is bullets. Raise high above the rest, and leave your foes deep under blood. Nobody knows anything about this option until they've gone through it fully, aside from the simple fact that it involves killing for the rest of ones' life.
Blades
- The third, and final option, is to pick up the blade. The knife represents precision and speed; something needed to escape the hell around you. The knife kills for freedom. With each swipe and jab, the knife leaves a cut; an opening, which represents the wielder's desire to be let loose and run free, just like how the blood flows out of a wound. Handfuls have taken this path, but none have successfully gone through to the point of freedom; as such, nobody even knows what 'freedom' is given.
I know, I know... No special BBCode stuff, no specific plans for the flow of plot, etc... Really, I've only been thinking on this about an hour xD
Please, do give your opinions and whatnot, and I'd like to know just how interested people would be in this kind of RP.
Also, a little explanation to the way the prison's laid out... Each block of the prison has 2,574 cells. There are twenty-six sections to each block, each labelled A through Z. Each section is 99 cells, so there are cells A1 - A99, B1 - B99, etc. In other words, the prison's pretty large... With there being ten blocks- A, B, C, D, E, G, H, I, J, and K- there's a total of 25,740 cells in the prison, and as such room for 25,740 prisoners. Thanks for takin' the time to read!
