neornitheslogs | RED REBELLION DISTRACTION RIOT: OTA

[wait now, don't have all the fun without the main attraction!

he was told to wait a couple minutes before diving in and oh how painful those minutes were. he had been on the sidelines, watching everything unfold just as his queen had instructed, but the urge to turn every last inmate here into meat was too much.

battler walked out and into the main group of people that seemed to be fighting with one another, and all he did was grab a man's skull, grinning sadistically to himself.]

Come now.... the fun is just starting, everyone!

[and with that, battler forced the man down, crashing his head into the hard cement floor of the main lobby. he ended up causing quite the stir with that, but it was exactly what he wanted.]

Now then.... I want to see it...! I want to see what you all look like once I cut you open-! Huahahahah...!!

[anyone want to help him or stop him? feel free, but be careful!]

[ Peeping in from the shadows - not literally, of course - is one Ange Ushiromiya, looking pretty distressed as she saw this. She didn't want to reveal herself, but she knew that she would eventually make a misstep, or say something out of line.

But when she sees this sickening picture, it reminds her of what the girls used to say back at St. Lucia's Academy. And now that she was here, seeing this reality, there was a part of her that wanted to hurl and throw up.

After her mother had told her the truth, she wanted to kill herself. Yet she couldn't. Every single time she tried, she ended up fast asleep. So that's how this game was going to be played.

She couldn't believe her eyes.

Was this the true Ushiromiya Battler?

Was this really her- ]

Onii-chan........?

[ Her voice was soft, but it wasn't inaudible. Ange simply stood at the corner of the room, her lips quivering in a mixture of fear, shock, astonishment, and disbelief. ]

Mm....?

[oh. oh that voice! it was none other than his sister, he already knew before he had even turned around. slowly the man looked over at the girl that called out to him.]

Hoh.... is that my sister....? Is that my Ange....? I see I see... you want to join, do you...?!

[it was too late, he already got a taste of the bloodbath, he wanted more. so much more.]

Don't be shy.... come here, yes yes...! Do you want to experience it, do you want to live it? That kind of pain.... the brutal pain of being thrown down and beaten by your brother...?!

[ Ange steels herself, clenching her hands into tight, balled fists. It was really difficult to see her brother this way, especially since this didn't sound like the brother that she knew and loved so much. And it hurt. ]

I would rather not, if that's okay.

Mmm... what makes you think you have a choice at all....?

So, are you saying I have no choice in the matter?

That's exactly what I'm saying.

Hey, you! [The voice belongs to a girl, who looks no older than fifteen, at the other end of the hallway, though she's already moving closer. She doesn't know who the guy is but she walked in on him doing some really bad stuff. So, it's up to her to stop him.]

[But she's not unarmed. She's managed to rig up a scythe, though it's probably not the best made weapon. If she had the parts, it would have been better but for now, she's attached some curved plexiglass to what looks to be a broom handle.] I won't let you keep hurting people! [The scythe is then pointed in his direction.]

[....hah.....?

what was this... someone wanted to stop him? wanted to prevent him and his fun? no, that wouldn't go over well at all. battler turned, looking over at the girl with amusement. she seemed so set on fighting him, he hoped that she wouldn't die too easily.]

...So.... you really think you can fight me....? Tell me, are you prepared to kill me? If not, then you'll never win.

[as battler came closer to her, his steps slow, his grin grew with delight. someone had stumbled in front of his path and he quickly grabbed the man. he held him in place, his hand covering his mouth and the random prisoner squirmed in his grasp.]

So boring.... killing a man... but oh well, I'll shed all of their blood. What will you do about it... girl?

[with that, battler had reached behind him, grabbing something from his belt. he hadn't taken his eyes off of ruby for a second, but it was in that moment that he brought the weapon he had just grabbed forward, drawing the blade along the man's throat. the inmate gasped against his hand, gurgling, but he soon fell to the floor. battler had just slit his throat with a knife, and he seemed right at home with the blood covering his hands.]

Edited 2014-04-07 03:20 (UTC)

[As soon as the man is grabbed, Ruby charges in. There's no time for small talk right now, she has to get there before he's killed. Maybe surprisingly, she's fast, really fast. Still, not even she is fast enough to beat the blade of a knife. As the man falls, her eyes widen as she eyes the body, her weapon lax at her side.

But only for a moment. Soon, she twirls it back up, the end pointing at him, her face determined.] You won't hurt anybody again!

[She's there, close, but far enough to take advantage of having a long range on her weapon. Her first swing isn't to the head or anywhere fatal but toward his legs.]

Hoh...

[how this was indeed interesting! when ruby came at him he saw that she was quick. was she used to fighting, did she always know how to wield a weapon like that....?! now he was curious about her, oh so curious! he wasn't about to use his deadman powers on her just yet, he wanted to keep her alive for the most part.

she came at his legs and he jumped back, just barely dodging her strike. she was able to just barely cut him... that only made him grin.]

Huahaha....! No.... you fool....! If you shed my blood... do you realize what will happen?! Aah, I didn't want to show that power, not yet, but I can't help it if you cut me up...!

[She had no way to know about Deadmen, about any kind of power his blood held, but she did seem to know how to wield her weapon. There were probably easier weapons to make, so there had to be a reason she had chosen this instead of a club, or something more simple. So, when she swung the blade, miss or not, there was an experienced grace in.]

[Keeping the scythe up, she points at him, voice sounding no older or more mature than it did during her normal conversation.]

If you would stop this, I can too. I'm not here to hurt people, neither should you.

...I was asked to....

[his grin grew at the very thought.]

Yes.... yes, there are people here that want me to kill, to hurt, to maim! Do you want to be another victim.... do you want to die....?! Come, let us see, I want to see what your face looks like when I smash it to bits!

[He was asked? Who would ask someone to do something like this? The blood, the dead bodies... it was much harsher than anything Ruby had ever seen. She would stop him!]

Even if there's other people, I'll stop them too!

[She rushes again, aiming, swinging. She's fast, her arms even faster, eyes narrowed in concentration and determination.]

[so sorry ruby, but battler is trained as well! he's a murderer, completely insane, so her actions hardly frighten him at all. battler jumps to the side, dodging and rolling. after he stands he throws the knife at her, aiming for her back.

if she's somehow able to dodge that, then he already has plans to take her down.]

[She does dodge to the side, swinging her scythe around so that it's once again facing behind her, ready to come down in a blow as soon as she needs it to. If this guy wasn't some kind of murderer, she would have admired his skill. But if he was fast, she would just need to be faster.]

[Again, this time, she was pushing herself at her limit.]

[he was already upon her, whether she liked it or not.

battler had dove down, bringing his leg out so sweep hers out from underneath her. he had distracted her with that knife on purpose, in order to get the edge on her here. he was aiming to get her down so he could knock her out and go back to what he was doing before.]

[Though Sena had thought something would happen, she didn't know it was going to be a riot, she had thought it was going to be something done by the prison itself. Now the sounds of the screams, the fighting, carried throughout the walls. She was glad she had chosen to stay in her cell, had called Link to come to her.]

[Of course, John was suppose to come, too, and maybe bring his girlfriend. With him, she hadn't known how many people he would show up with.]

[Not that she cares. Now, she stands against the back wall, expecting someone to come to the cell door at any moment.]

[of course battler was on the prowl for anyone he could taunt and torment. right now this was like free reign for him, he could do anything he wanted.... right? right.

he saw her cell door open and he figured why not, he'll pay her a little visit. battler poked his head around the cell, seeing her against the back wall. oh, this was lovely.... she was alone even. the man's smile grew at that.]

My my.... and what are you doing all alone in your cell.... while there are dangerous people roaming free....? Heehh....

[Her heart jumped in her throat when somebody who wasn't Link or John appeared, especially since it was a man. She already assumed men were perverts; in prison, she was sure of it.

No, she couldn't show fear, she had too much pride of that. Instead, she'll look at him as if he was something that had crawled into her cell.]

Even if it's open, I don't remember inviting you so just leave now.

[battler leaned on the doorway to her cell, staring at her like he would just eat her up. aah.... how lovely that would be. the thought caused him to laugh lightly.]

Hahaha.... no... I quite like this cell. Tell me, are you afraid.... of the riots? Do you feel their killing intent.....? I do, it's troubling....

[No, you idiot, stay outside the cell! Leaning on the doorway is already too much! Nobody said you could stay!]

Hmph! [She tosses her hair over her shoulder, her hand no quiet steady.] Why would a goddess be afraid of lowly worms?

...Then.... are you a goddess...?

[oh no. battler pushes himself off of the doorframe, walking into her cell now. he had his hands in his pockets and his pace was slow, painfully so.]

Do you... crush those under your power...? Do you hurt them....? Aah... no no, don't tell me, you're a kind goddess? Huhahaha...!!

Stop! [She points at him, then to the door. Now he's actually inside the cell. What was she suppose to do? How could she make him get out?]

I'm not so generous that I'll just let anybody into my cell, so you should get out now. Go find somebody who has more time than somebody like me.

[oh. he stops when she tells him to.

but.... then he just stays there, grinning at her. she might have told him to leave, but he doesn't want to.]

You're all alone... I wanted to keep you company... you see.

[He stopped...how much can she take from that?]

Do you really think somebody like me can't have company if I want it? I don't so you can just go die somewhere. I wouldn't pick you even if I didn't want to be alone.

[.............nope.

he wasn't moving still.]

False courage.... I think is the most flattering on a woman.... huahhaa....!

[and he takes another step towards her.]

[She's already against the wall, so it wasn't as if she could move backwards if she wanted to. In a way, the hard brick against her back was both a blessing and a curse. Though it trapped her, it also helped keep her on her less than stable knees.]

There's nothing false about it. You're worse than the dirt under my feet so learn your place and leave.

[dirt.... under her feet? oh no, that wasn't quite right.

battler closed the distance between them, his hand hitting hard against the wall behind her and by her head. he wanted her to know who was in charge here, that she had no power or no control- he held it all.]

Say that again, girl.

[She can't help herself, even with her pride, she jumps when the hand slams next to her head, the impact sounding even louder than it was thanks to her high strung nerves. Forget about ego, she had to get out of here. If one hand was beside her, that left one side open. Maybe he wouldn't try to stop her, maybe she would be fast enough to get by, even if her did, but she turned and ducked, not wanting to get caught between both arms.]

[There was a lot of things she could have said just then, a lot of things about how beneath her he was, but, for once, survival was much more important than how she presented herself.]

Ah ah! Where are you going?!

[just as she tried to run he reached out to grab her. he grasped her wrist, his grip tightening so she would know that there is simply no escape for her.]

A goddess should never run.... right? No.... that's no good at all! Tell me, goddess, what makes you worshiped... what makes you so amazing....?! You have the face and body for it, but other than that- I see nothing that would deem you worthy!

[She's slightly jerked when he grabs her, and at first, it's hard to separate her emotions. Fear seems to be the obvious one, an emotion so strong that he can probably see the tremble in her body, almost feel it in her wrist.]

[But then, anger begins to boil just below the surface. She is beautiful but that isn't all she is. Right now, he seemed no better than the bitches who mocked her at school, combined with the puppy dog guys who only saw her for that much. She had other things going for her, and she wouldn't be afraid of an idiot who couldn't see that.]

If you have to ask, you're too dumb to waste my time on.

Edited (wow, it replied before i was done, how rude) 2014-04-10 01:22 (UTC)

Mmm...

[she was so full of fight, yet he could see that she was actually scared. battler let go of, his hands going back into his pockets.]

....Alright.... you have my curiosity. This won't be the last time we meet... goddess.... fortunately for you, you're not my target today.

[with a chuckle he turned, going back the way he came.] Be careful, wouldn't want any other inmates to come in here and kill you.

[His retreat doesn't slow her heart, it doesn't calm her nerves, especially after those parting words. Never had she regretted being called a goddess.]

Just stay away from me!

[Though she shouts after him, she moves to close the door. Link, John, one of them needed to come!]

[ After seeing what the Warden had done - and honestly, he couldn't help himself, curiosity got the best of him - he wasn't sure if he wanted to leave his cell at all today. But he had to. He had no choice. If he wanted to survive until the day he got out of this place, he had to eat, get enough CP, and then some.

Which is why he manages to show up regardless, only to find the picture painted out for him: bodies on the floor, both dead and knocked out and fresh blood dripping everywhere.

It's a disgusting smell, which is why he flares his nostrils before pinching his nose uncomfortably as he slowly walks around the area, trying not to step onto anything. Especially any corpses or blood. This was all real, right? Not some ruse like the one that Koizumi had done several months ago, during ~~Endless Eight~~ the later half of summer.

He probably was going to regret leaving his cell, wasn't he... ]

[ Rise's running around the area in a panic, but not because she's frightened - which, she is, but she's not showing that to the general public - trying to find anybody who she trusts or just anybody in general who doesn't look scary...

And the guards, as well.

Of course, this is about several minutes after shit goes down. ]

OPTION A:

[ If you're watching her near the guards, you'll find that she's chattering away with them in a hurried, yet worried voice. ]

[ There's a sniffle and a tear rolling down her face as she speaks, her body shivering as she does. Things are getting out of hand, after all. ]

OPTION B:

[ Or perhaps you're the one Rise's approaching with a worried look in her eyes clasping her hands together, her grip tightening as she speaks. ]

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[A riot. Fantastic. A part of him wonders if this is in response to whatever event is anticipated tomorrow, perhaps an economic strike at the facility by attempting to take out--either through death or injury--enough of the inmates to lead to a lesser showing, more gimped performances for the Christmas audiences.

Admittedly, it'd be an interesting chance to see if the dead do come back to life here, as he'd heard.

Either way, he's not prepared to fight with a bunch of hardened criminals. It's in his best interest to stay near the guards. As much as he would like to trust in those guards to have things in order, the fact remains that they haven't, for whatever reason, drugged out the entire lot of them and sorted out the mess later. Seeing the girl run up and plead with them only annoys him more; feeling his own helplessness, does she think she's in any better state to direct them in handling this chaos?]

You. [But, he might have a use for her. Or if nothing else, he can get her out of the guards' hair. It's an easy thing for him to think, unaware how intentional her whipped up panic is.] What were the names of the people you'd seen involved?

I don't know their names, but one of them had red hair that is really spiky hair.

[ She even gestures it with her hands with an enthusiastic grin. ]

[Mikami would look a lot more blandly unimpressed with her response if not for the fact that he's also mildly terrified for his own life. Thus, Rise gets a look that would decidedly be more properly labelled "distractedly unimpressed."] What about the security cameras? That they haven't started drugging those involved yet is... [He's thinking aloud, talking to himself as much as anything.]

Someone’s probably messing with the security cams, then! It’s a typical storyline for a crime or spy drama.

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ruby likes red, too

red like roses baby

who wore it better? baddler vs ruby

baddler did

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