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    Default Teen Titans Undercover: Jailbreak (PG-13) RP

    It is time. . .

    Discussion Thread

    Rules:
    1. Follow the standard forum and sub-forum rules.
    2. Don't SPAM, flame, or otherwise harass other players.
    3. Don't bunny (control others' character's) without permission, if you know me, you know I am strict on this.
    4. Your character is not Omnipotent, Omniscient, or Omnipresent. Do not have them know things they shouldn't, teleport, or god-mode. Villains cannot call out Heroes without real evidence (hair color and powers could be coincidence, but catching them with a communicator or something is potentially evidence). Likewise, Heroes cannot call out Villains infiltrating staff without real evidence.
    5. Put your villainous name(s) and location at the top of your post. Inventory is not required.
    6. Do not be the idiot that forces me to make more rules (love you guys).

    - Some of this RPG will likely make use of the PM system (it would be a good idea to either enable PMs to everyone or add your leader to your friends list so they can PM you), such as if your leader (Me or *Jean Grey*) PMs you instructions pertinent to your plan, or if you decide to become a double agent. You may switch sides in a big showy way if you like, but if you're doing it as a double agent, you probably shouldn't tell anyone except your new leader or the other side player you're acting as a mole for.

    Approved/Pending Players
    1) VampirateMace - Torrent (Dexter Johnson)
    2) *Jean Grey* - Inamorato (Felice Vanaria)*
    -- *Jean Grey* - & Morte (Lovina Vanaria)
    3) Schade - Starshade (Alexander 'Alec' Lascelles Troy)
    4) PeeGee - Weather Witch (Cassidy O'Hara)
    -- PeeGee - Ethan Gallagher (Lifebane)*
    5) Monster Guy - UV (Sam Anwell)
    6) CuriousHeartless - Josh Red (Magik)
    7) Cobalt XIV - Poltergeist (Lucien Allard)
    8) bronislav84 - Elecrocutioner (???)
    9) Captain Jigglypuff - Freezing Heat (Johnny Khold)
    10) Kitt Geekazaru - Zach Hector
    11) Crash & Charm - Shatter (Walter Salamander)
    -- Crash & Charm - Slight/Blight (Hope Agrippa)
    12) Tangeh - Resonance (Vivian Walker)
    13) Titan500 - Lothaire Lagerys (String Quartet)*
    14) rotrum - The Ripper (Chris Umbers)
    15) Cometstarlight: Strike (Wendy Stone)
    16) Huntress Wizard Roxanne H. Mauden (Night Owl)*

    MAP
        Spoiler:- map:

    * Probably not to scale.
    * Cell walls are solid on 3 sides, and fourth wall/doors are barred.

    Cell Assignments
    - This is by Cell Block only, but you can give your cell a specific number if it floats your boat.
    - Tell me if I've still need to assign a Cell Block for you.

    Girls
    1) *Jean Grey* - & Morte (Lovina Vanaria) & PeeGee - Weather Witch (Cassidy O'Hara) - Cell Block C
    2) bronislav84 - Elecrocutioner (???) & Tangeh - Resonance (Vivian Walker) - Cell Block D
    3) Cometstarlight: Strike (Wendy Stone) & -???- Cell Block A

    Boys
    1) VampirateMace - Torrent (Dexter Johnson) & Captain Jigglypuff - Freezing Heat (Johnny Khold) Cell Block B
    2) Schade - Starshade (Alexander 'Alec' Lascelles Troy) & Monster Guy - UV (Sam Anwell) Cell Block A
    3) Cobalt XIV - Poltergeist (Lucien Allard) & Crash & Charm - Slight/Blight (Hope Agrippa) Cell Block B
    4) Crash & Charm - Shatter (Walter Salamander) & rotrum - The Ripper (Chris Umbers) Cell Block D
    5) CuriousHeartless: Josh Red (Magik) & Kitt Geekazaru - Zach Hector - Cell Block C

    Staff & 'Staff'
    *Jean Grey* - Inamorato (Felice Vanaria)
    PeeGee - Ethan Gallagher (Lifebane)
    Titan500 - Lothaire Lagerys (String Quartet)

    * I did not expect to roll so that Starshade and UV ended up together (again-ish), but I am thoroughly entertained that they did.

    JCYCF Security Specifications:
    - Certain powers are negated, as you were warned when you signed up. Some are controlled with devices (collars/visors/gloves) on the prisoners (illusions, life-absorption, acid), other are controlled by the magical field which is created by the 10 magic ruins throughout the facility (flight, tech, electric, decay). There are acceptations to this, but it is case-by-case.
    - A high tech camera system monitors the facility, which is why tech and electric powers are negated. Cameras output to the Warden's Office, Staff Break Room, and an Undisclosed Location. Outside the chain link fence and gates is an electric field, and beyond that a reinforced concrete wall.
    - The guards carry hand guns and tranquilizer rifles, they are willing to use both of them, so don't mess with them. Bad behavior will see you tranqed, and sent to solitary. They may also carry batons/nightsticks and tasers. - Sparing is popular in the yard however, and the guards will tolerate it to some extent.
    - Laundry is done in facility, by prisoners, to cut costs and eliminate the possibility of escape by laundry bin. The cooking is also done in-house by the prisoners, with a certified cook overseeing them.
    - Between 8 pm to 7 am, you are expect to be in your cell. Except at meal time, and if/when you have kitchen/laundry duty, you may spend the rest of your time wherever the heck you want, as long as it's not a Restricted area. (Restricted areas; Warden's Office, Check-in & Storage, Other' Prisoner's Cells, Driveway, and Staff Break Room.)

    How to get started:

    Our RPG starts in the afternoon:
    - Hero players will start by being escorted to your cells. Your cellmate may be somewhere else.
    - Villain players will start in one of the non-restricted areas, unless you've just arrived as well, in which case you'll also be escorted to your cells.
    - Staff players (and those infiltrating staff) will start in whatever area of the facility that is appropriate for your job.

    Soon after everyone will be funneled into Mess Hall for dinner. Then we'll fastfoward through most of the night, and start the next day.


    Ready? Then let's go:

    Torrent (Dexter Johnson)
    Cell Block B


    Torrent stumbled forward as the guard pushed him through the open cell door. Torrent grimaced, being the ringleader of purposely failing bank robbers, he'd been subjected to the most abuse during check-in (as if the televised coverage of his trial wasn't embarrassing enough). It wasn't supposed to happen, but that didn't mean it didn't. It kind of made him thankful he was dead, because he was pretty sure he would have cried when the one guard had slapped him before forcefully handing him the orange jumpsuit and demanding he put it on, but death had dulled his perception of pain, and that made him look a little more hardcore. Come to think of it, Robin didn't seem to pull any punches either, but then he'd known he couldn't hurt Torrent.

    His cellmate was ushered in after him. As luck would have it, he was being roomed with a fellow teammate from their failed bank robbery. Didn't mean they'd be able to talk, but at least they could have each other's backs.

    “And don't even think about screwing with the plumbing Johnson, or you'll find yourself in solitary with a bucket for a bathroom,” smirked the guard as the electronic cell door slid shut with a nasty rattle and clank.

    “Noted,” grumbled Torrent, before deciding the role he was supposed to be playing called for a more extravagant response. He turned to the guard and shouted arrogantly, “And it's Torrent! Ain't fool named Johnson in here!”

    “Ooo, big supervillain,” mocked the guard, doing jazz hands. He probably figured he looked like less of an idiot because he was on the preferred side of the bars. Then he added flatly, “Kid, you guys got caught on your first time out, you might want to consider going back to being Johnson when you finally get out of here.”

    Torrent sat down on one of the bunks as the guard walked off, looking almost proud of himself. Torrent absentmindedly reached for his ankh, but it had been taken away and wasn't there. He felt kind of naked without any jewelry. He looked around, surveying the cell and what he could see through the barred doors. It was kind of dingy, which didn't really bother him, because the fewer reflective surfaces, the better to maintain his glamor illusion.
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    The Ripper (Chris Umbers)
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    The Ripper walked in front of his escorting guard with his head down and posture lacking. He was playing the Crap-without-my-weapons-I'm-kinda-useless-I'm-actually-a-scared-kid-now card. With his understanding of the importance of pretense and illusion, he'd decided to come up with a coherent cover to play. Though Chris was morbidly fascinated with the gruesome works of Jack the Ripper, he had very little superpowered about him. Developing, perhaps. Though he'd taken up the blade and run with this group of supervillains, he was ultimately not prepared for the consequences and was going to retract into a shell once in prison. A rather observant shell, however. It seemed believable enough, he thought, but he wasn't exactly an actor. Being on stage was not his forte, so he'd no experience with taking on a role like this. He hoped he could pull it off.

    Though visibly trying to minimize his presence, his eyes darted from side to side to take in what he could from the corners of his eyes. It would appear he was headed for the cells on the second floor that were furthest from the stairs. That made him either the first or last responder to a jailbreak, as one would be most likely to occur farthest or closest to the exit. It wasn't the most comfortable position for him, but it wasn't exactly his choice. He stumbled a bit theatrically at the guard's next push, a part of his cover.

    "Keep up the pace" Came alongside the uncordial shove.

    "Y-Yes, sir." He replied submissively, trying his damnedest to impress upon the guard that he was someone to be underestimated. As he visibly regained his balance, he took the time to check out the locations of the nearest cameras before returning to his paced, slumping march. Soon enough, they approached his cell.

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    Shatter (Walter Salamander)
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    (ooc: I am going to assume that Shatter had a different roommate before The Ripper showed up, I can change it if you want.)

    Shatter was walking the halls, avoiding people. A group of people were coming in today. Shatter was not excited for this. More people are going to upset the balance. Thought he had only been here a month, he had figured out most of the interactions and the hierarchy of this place. When new people come it tends to upset the balance. Also, he was getting a new roommate. He finally ran into Slight and smiled. She had asked him to meet him after her laundry shift. The mirrors were useful for communicating when they weren't supposed to.

    She was female right now. When he had learned about that power he had been very interested. He didn't mind so much that his girlfriend could change into a dude. It amused Shatter. When he had learned about the power his first question had been "So that means you can have sex with both genders?". She had proceeded to slap him.

    It was almost time for dinner. Slight began speaking "You fool, why did you have to go and do that?" There was a note of annoyance in her voice. Guess some things never change.

    "What, specifically, did I do?" He asked in a lower tone of voice, trying(without success) to get Slight to lower her voice somewhat.

    "You managed to have to get a new room mate, I liked the last one! I knew he wouldn't slit your throat."

    A light of comprehension appeared on Shatter's face. "I didn't ask for a new one, there is another group of prisoners arriving today, everything is getting slightly mixed around. Besides, I am more worried about you!"

    Slight released a humph and then said "I can handle myself, you should know this by now. It's dinner time, come on." She grabbed Shatter's arm and pulled him towards the mess hall. Shatter was not against the physical contact. "Oh, and one more thing." Slight kissed him on the cheek and dashed off.

    I feel like I spend half my time chasing after her, getting into all kinds of trouble along the way.
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    Strike (Wendy Stone)
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    Strike was silent as the guard prodded her again to pick up the pace. She was normally a fast walker, but this time she saw no need to rush to her new destination. She was right where she, or rather, the team wanted to her to be. The plan went off without a hitch: try to rob a bank, get defeated handily by the Teen Titans, and get thrown into jail. Now all that was left was to investigate and survive the time she had to spend in here.

    "Come on," the guard pushed her shoulder, "You'd think a kid with lightning zapping around inside 'em would walk a bit faster."

    Strike felt a knot in her stomach as words bunched on her tongue, "Just keep your pants on, Jeeves. I'm walking, aren't I?"

    Internally, Strike was apologizing like a fiend. She wasn't one to mouth off people lightly.

    The cell arrived sooner than Strike would've liked and the man opened it up before shoving her inside.

    "You know," the guard mused while closing the door, "I sometimes wonder just how and where you all went wrong." He murmured something unintelligible under his breath before locking the door. "You're just a bunch of brats." The guard finally walked away and Strike noticed that her shoulders were slumped.

    Fifteen years old, undercover, and in jail. She would be lying if she said that being in jail didn't scare her. The only thought coming back to comfort her was that her 'bank robbing buddies' were in here too.

    Strike looked around the cell: two beds, a desk, a toilet, and a sink. She wondered who the second bed belonged to before turning around to look through the bars. No one. Looks like the guard was gone after all. Strike turned back around again and tested to see if what Robin had told them all was true. She readied her hands to channel her inner lightning...but nothing happened. Levitation was a no go too. The runes worked well, much to her mixed relief and discomfort. Discomfort that she couldn't defend herself as readily, and relief that the villains were taken down a notch too.

    The only thing now was how to find a way to communicate with the others. She had no way of hiding her communicator, so she didn't bring it. Strike shook her head. Best to focus on one thing at a time.
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    (OOC: Schade did give me permission to say his character is in the cell.

    Also, I predict the heroes having four different names is going to be tricky for me. I keep wanting to write Max instead of UV/Sam. xD Actually... I do anyway. :P Max will be used for thoughts/opinions... UV for everything else. Because UV is still Max in his own head. xD)

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    Cell Block A


    UV kept quiet as the guard escorted him to what would be his new home for a while. So far, everything had gone as it was supposed to. Their crafty bank robbing plot had been foiled by the Teen Titans, and now they had been sent to prison. Max had thought there could have been a better way to stop a potential jailbreak then masquerading as criminals, but it was Robin that came up with this plan. Surely he must know what he's doing. While he walked, he got several dirty looks from a few of the inmates they passed by. From what he had heard, prison wasn't exactly a nice place for guys who liked other guys... Still, the young man couldn't help but feel sorry for them. He got the sense that they all lacked love in their lives. If he wasn't supposed to be undercover, he would have changed into his uniform right there, and try to help them. Unfortunately, that would compromise the mission.

    Once they got to the cell, the guard forcefully pushed him in, and slammed the door. "Jeez, ya know you could be a little more gentle." UV said in order to maintain his act. UV was supposed to be new to the whole villain thing, and not very good at it. "I may have attempted to rob a bank that was just begging to be robbed, but I'm still a teenager. This could be considered child abuse you know!" He even stuck out his tongue at him as the guard rolled his eyes and walked away. Coming up with witty retorts wasn't supposed to be UV's strong suit either. While Max did feel bad for doing that to a man that was only doing his job, it wasn't entirely a lie. These guards could be a little nicer to the inmates. Maybe if they showed these kids a little support, they wouldn't go back to crime as soon as they were released.

    Once the guard left, he turned around and looked at his cell. Two beds, a desk, a sink, and a toilet in the middle of the room. Nothing fancy, but that was to be expected. The only thing of note was that their was another guy in the cell with him. It was a little annoying that he wasn't paired up with one of his undercover friends, but he found himself not really minding that much. The other guys was cute, and they were going to have to earn the other inmates trust if this mission was to suceed. The other guy had messy blonde hair, and the brightest blue eyes Max had ever seen. His new roommate also had this weird collar around his neck for some reason. His Love Senses were giving him the same vibes about this guy, that he was getting about nearly everyone else. He had to resist the urge to give the poor guy a hug, and tell him everything was going to be ok. Even though hugging was out of the question, there was nothing wrong with a little friendly chatter. "Well, there is one good thing about this whole mess. There are a lot of cute boys in this place! I can go for that." He said with a smile.

    UV took a seat on the bed next to the other guy, and put his arm around his shoulders. "Well buddy, it looks like the two of us are gonna be together for a while! Even though we're here, we may as well make the most of it. So tell me, what's a cutie pie like you doing in a place like this?"
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    Quick note guys: The cell doors are electronic, they're opened and closed by a guard at one of the security stations, the guard escorting you is just making sure you get in the cell. In the morning, at breakfast time, all your doors will open automatically.

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    (OOC: I can only assume that Cometstarlight's character is not in the same cell as Mon and I...?)

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    Alexander Lascelles Troy (Starshade)
    The Prison: Cell Block A
    Affected RP'ers: Monster

    Today was the day that Alec had kind of feared over the past week. Today, he would be getting a new cellmate! Cellmates came along like seasons to him, mostly because all of them mistook Alec as their b*tch, which ended up in them getting whacked. Alec hated getting attention while in jail, and it did not make matters better that his last cellmates nickname was "Crusher", nor that he had to beat him to a pulp every time he tried anything funny. It was kind of the golden rule in jail: Don't attract unwanted attention if you want to survive, or if you've seen any kind of prison-themed movies, as they were suprisingly accurate in some areas. everyone acted all big and tough most of the time, but Alec had learned that so long as you're a skilled fighter, you don't have to, as long as you don't come across anyone better than you, which luckily hadn't happened yet.

    "Jeez, ya know you could be a little more gentle." he heard a voice coming from the hallway, together with some unpleasent whisteling and shouts from other inmates. "I may have attempted to rob a bank that was just begging to be robbed, but I'm still a teenager. This could be considered child abuse you know!" Alec then heard. Oh geez... he's one of those! he thought. The only thing worse than hard-boiled criminals in jail was the ones totally new to the whole concept, and by the sound of it, this guy was new to the very thought of villainy. The guard just rolled his eyes, tried not to laugh, and left Alec with his new cellmate. Now, Alec could take a closer look at his new cellmate. Suprisingly, it wasn't one of those lanky rich kids that just got into trouble; The guy was tall and evidently worked out a lot. He had blonde hair in a few shades darker than Alec, and eyes in the same category. The new guy quickly surveyed the cell before noticing Alec sitting there on his bed, giving him a blanc look. The new guy smiled after noticing Alec, and he could only imagine what he must be thinking. (as he couldn't read his mind anyway...). Though he was used to it, it was still incrediby annoying not being able to use his powers.

    "Well, there is one good thing about this whole mess. There are a lot of cute boys in this place! I can go for that." the new guy said in a cheerfull tone, totally unlike the weird wannabe-badarse tone he had used on the guard. What he said sounded like a compliment, and alec couldn't help himself but smile. The new guy sat down on Alecs bed and put his arm around his shoulder in a friendly manner, as if they had been best friends for years! "Well buddy, it looks like the two of us are gonna be together for a while! Even though we're here, we may as well make the most of it. So tell me, what's a cutie pie like you doing in a place like this?" the new guy said, making Alec blush. He was not used to be treated like that, and especially not in jail. He still had his guards up though, since this guy was to share cells with him, he obviously must have some sort of awesome powers like he did himself.

    "Oh, I am just here on a temporary vacation" he said with an obvious irony in his voice. He didn't like being reminded that he failed his contract, and though it was a long time ago, it still bothered him to this very hour. Instead, he changed the subject. "So, word is you tried robbing a bank, only to be whacked by the Ten Titans?". He couldn't help himself but giggle by the thought of it. Sure, he had failed his mission as well, but at least he did not try to rob a bank. there were easier ways to get rich fast, after all, though Alec was not the prime example of that at this very moment. Still, this new guy seemed nicer than most of the people in here, and Alec was just glad he didn't need to put on a tough guy act or anything. At least not yet
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    (OOC: Comet is probably in the cell next to us. Which would probably mean she could hear this conversation too. xD)

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    "Hehe, ya know, I'd have picked a better place to take a temporary vacation." UV replied with a giggle. "Somewhere less... unpleasant?"

    "So, word is you tried robbing a bank, only to be whacked by the Teen Titans?" The guy asked with a giggle.

    UV frowned, not getting what was so funny about failing to rob a bank. He knew robbing a bank was the most cliched thing a villain could do, but it was still a serious crime. "Well... I'm glad you find it funny..." The boy answered sarcastically.

    He was surprised that people in the prison already knew why they were there. He supposed it made sense since they probably have much else to do besides gossip, but still. UV went right back to his cheerful self answering. He had already thought of what he would say if anyone were to ask about his 'crime' "Wow, word spreads fast in this place huh? Well, yeah. A few of my buddies and I decided to rob the bank. It seemed like a good idea at that the time. We've got powers, we needed the money, and someone always seems to be robbing that place every hour. It seemed like such an obvious thing to do. Everything was going well, and the Titans showed up and kicked our butts. But.. even though they beat us to pulp, I must say, Robin and Beast Boy are much hotter in person! Beast Boy is just so damn cute! And Robin is just gorgeous! I would totally do him if he were gay. It's that spandex uniform he wears. It's just... ah, I can't even!" UV fanned himself with his hand, even though the temperature had not changed. "Now if only he would take that stupid mask off. I bet he has really sexy eyes underneath." Somewhere along the way, Max had decided that UV was really boy crazy. It wasn't completely out of character for him either. He appreciated good-looking guys as much as any other gay guy, but he usually wasn't this bad about it.

    "Anyway, I'm... uh... UV." He was about to introduce himself with his real name, but managed to catch himself. He didn't care if the other guy noticed the hesitation. It would probably read as not being used to using an alias. He was a newbie villain after all. "What cool name did you give yourself?"
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    Weather Witch (Cassidy O’Hara)
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    Cassidy sat back, taking in the sun’s rays. It had been way too long since the last time she had been able to be in it. Spending the last week sick as a dog was horrible, especially considering that the place had a damn nurse, who could actually heal people. Probably the worst part of it was that it messed with her throat and mouth, so Cassidy couldn’t even sing at any point while she was sick, which was a complete and utter crock! Whatever, what mattered is that she was able to go outside now, and how good it felt! She let out a little whistle, whipping up a light breeze to blow her hair out of her face.

    As the slight breeze blew against her face, Cassidy’s hand drifted down to the collar that was attached around her throat. It’s what was stopping her from using her powers to any great extent, if she tried to do anything larger than creating a slight breeze, well let’s just say it would end incredibly painfully for her. Cassidy didn’t really understand how it worked, because she could sing as loud as she wanted and nothing would happen, but on the plus side at least she could sing.

    Speaking of singing, Cassidy probably should have been getting ready to help some of her fellow inmates learn to sing, a task that she hadn't realised what would be so damn hard to do. Reluctantly she picked herself up off the ground, silently bidding goodbye to the sun, making her way back to her cell to get the stuff she needed.

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    Ethan took a long sip out of his coffee cup, the warm caffeinated goodness feeling less like the cheap swill it was and more like the gods ambrosia. Lord knows he needed it after the day he had had. First he had some kid try to rip his arm off, which admittedly was probably because of his incredibly shattered leg that had to have been incredibly painful, whenever Ethan put his hands on the leg to start healing it. And then there was the 'counseling' session that had pretty much gone nowhere, just half an hour of incredibly awkward silence.

    *BEEP* *BEEP* His phone went off. He pulled it out of his pocket and pulled up the message. Ethan's face lit up with a smile, it was a message from some guy he'd met the other day and was currently in the process of making plans for a date. So there was one good thing about today at least. Gulping down the last of his coffee, Ethan grabbed his clipboard and stood up.

    "Next please!" he called out, ready for whatever was going to come his way.

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    Alexander Lascelles Troy (Starshade)
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    "Wow, word spreads fast in this place huh? Well, yeah. A few of my buddies and I decided to rob the bank. It seemed like a good idea at that the time. We've got powers, we needed the money, and someone always seems to be robbing that place every hour. It seemed like such an obvious thing to do. Everything was going well, and the Titans showed up and kicked our butts. But.. even though they beat us to pulp, I must say, Robin and Beast Boy are much hotter in person! Beast Boy is just so damn cute! And Robin is just gorgeous! I would totally do him if he were gay. It's that spandex uniform he wears. It's just... ah, I can't even!" the new guy chattered on and on like there was no tomorrow, and kinda led the entire topic to guys in spandex, annoyingly enough. He didn't even seem mad about getting himself arrested. This guy sure was a strange one, but like Alec decided to keep reminding himself of: It could have been a lot worse!

    "Uhm... Okay." Alec said after a short awkward silence after the thunderspeech about hotties. "Starfire and Cyborg are more my kind of types anyways". he then said, partially to himself. It was rare having someone to talk to in here, and this guy obviously seemed to be okay with talking about whatever. "Anyway, I'm... uh... UV." the guy said, kind of hesistantly. Kinda strange to hesitate about that, but eh, didn't matter. "What cool name did you give yourself?" he continued. This made Alec shrug. He did not want to share his given name. He had failed the league after all, and his name felt like a burden at this point. Besides, this UV guy probably have no idea who Starshade is, concidering he operated from the shadows. Alec cleared his head, not wanting to space out and look silly. "You can call me Alec, it is short for Alexander." he said. The great thing about secret identities was that they worked both ways. Sure, one wouldn't want anyone to know the name behind the supervillain, but the supervillain behind the name works just the same way. Besides, the league didn't like it when they went ahead and told people their identities.

    After another brief silence, Alec decided to share his story. It wasn't a long one anyway, and it was only the mission he failed at. "Well, my assassination failed, and the Justice League got to me". he said, feeling angry with himself again. "You were lucky to run into the titans; I could have handled them, but the league? Nah, any villain with any sort of intelligence knows that one does not take on the Justice League, not alone". He then releaed a big sigh, and layed down on the bed oposite to where the two of them had been sitting before.
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    Strike (Wendy Stone)
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    Strike decided to make herself comfortable and sit on the bed opposite to the one that had obviously been slept in. The bed was...actually better than she thought it would be. Not too shabby.

    Strike laid herself down and stared at the ceiling before she could hear someone else coming by and shoving someone else into their cell.

    "Jeez, ya know you could be a little more gentle."

    Strike's ears stood before she sat up quickly in the bed. Was that...the Violet Lantern guy? UV?

    "I may have attempted to rob a bank that was just begging to be robbed, but I'm still a teenager. This could be considered child abuse you know!"

    "Yeah, that's him all right," Strike murmured. He may've been playing up the act for the guard, but from the little interaction the group all had together, she could tell he sounded familiar.

    Strike laid back down and listened to the conversation that overflowed into her cell. Sounded like UV was getting friendly with his cell mate.

    "So tell me, what's a cutie pie like you doing in a place like this?"

    Strike's eye twitched. What? She thought for a moment.

    "Wow, word spreads fast in this place huh? Well, yeah. A few of my buddies and I decided to rob the bank. It seemed like a good idea at that the time. We've got powers, we needed the money, and someone always seems to be robbing that place every hour. It seemed like such an obvious thing to do. Everything was going well, and the Titans showed up and kicked our butts. But.. even though they beat us to pulp, I must say, Robin and Beast Boy are much hotter in person! Beast Boy is just so damn cute! And Robin is just gorgeous! I would totally do him if he were gay. It's that spandex uniform he wears. It's just... ah, I can't even!"

    Strike didn't know what to think. This conversation was...awkward for her to say the least. She rolled over in her cot, pulled the pillow over her head before anything else was spoken. She, instead, tried to focus on the task at hand, but all she thought of was home.

    I'm probably the only one who's nervous about this at all, she thought before rolling over. The...interesting conversation next door seemed to die down a bit, but even if there was noise, Strike just stared at the ceiling again. She felt anxious, and there was one sure thing that would make her feel better, but they probably wouldn't allow instruments for the prisoners.

    "What I wouldn't do for a violin right now."
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    Resonance (Vivian Walker)
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    Vivian stood alone near the edge of the yard. She faced the electric fence, but was still not brave enough to touch it. She hated being confined. Being outside was a little bit better, but the gates and fencing and high security still reminded her far too much of her childhood for her liking. She turned, and could make out movement at the other end of the yard. Two people were conversing - probably prison guards. She honed in on them with her supernatural hearing, and then turned her back on them once more to stare at the fence. She sunk to the ground and eavesdropped shamelessly:

    "...some sort of mass bank robbery. All amateurs from what we know; they're all new to the data system, at least."

    "Ah, alright. I figured there had to be something like that going on for so many new inmates to arrive at the same time."

    "Yeah. Dunno if it was bad luck or just a horribly executed plan, but the Teen Titans rounded all of them up nicely for us."

    "Haha, serves them right. They were probably just too inexperienced to - "

    Vivian's concentration broke as she was shoved harshly to the left. She was on her feet in an instant, glowering at the female prison guard who had sudden appeared as she brushed dirt off of herself.

    "Walker! Don't you dare ignore me again, else you'll get much worse than that next time!" the guard warned, tapping her foot in impatience.

    Vivian rolled her eyes. "Whatever." She didn't think explaining that she was too focused on eavesdropping to hear anything immediately next to her was a great idea, so she crossed her arms and sighed. "What do you want now?"

    The guard eyed her sternly, but didn't comment on her snark. "I'm just here to inform you that you have a new roommate arriving." She tapped her clipboard. "Lest you go back to your cell and cause a ruckus believing somebody is intruding."

    Vivian scoffed. "Mmm, sure. All of my valuables are in that cell. I'd probably be really upset if somebody else was in there..." Her voice dripped with sarcasm. She had absolutely nothing to lose at this point. Why would it even matter if somebody new was in her cell? "Bet they're from the recent bank robbery, huh?

    The guard furrowed her brow. "Watch your tone, Walker. And how did you know about the bank robbery?"

    "...Rumours have been floating around," Vivian said smoothly after a moment of hesitation. "You shouldn't have expected anything less from me... ma'am."

    The guard huffed and turned to leave. "I'm keeping an eye on you, Walker."

    Vivian grit her teeth. 'Resonance. My name is Resonance!' It wasn't worth arguing over. The few rights she had before entering the correctional facility had been stripped away from her - that much had been made crystal clear. She glanced over at where the two guards had been. She couldn't see them anymore. Figuring a new roommate could at least alleviate her boredom, she headed back inside.

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    The cup settled onto the table with a quiet plink. It appeared as if somebody had replaced the break room's coffee with decaf again. Lothaire sighed, pushing the cup away from him and glancing annoyedly at the beautiful coffeemaker that adorned the eastern wall. He would have to find out which one of his colleagues (or even some mischievous inmate) was responsible for the prank. It had occurred far too much in his years of working as a counselor in the facility, and he was growing to find the constant loss of actual coffee to be especially irritating. While amusing at first, he did not want to deal with extra grumpy guards every time he came to relax in the break room.

    "Another thing to add to my list of things to do," noted the Frenchman mentally, returning to what he had been in the midst of doing before he discovered that his drink had been decaf: i.e. reading the newspaper. Hm, it looked like the Teen Titans had successfully foiled a bank robbery earlier in the day, capturing the teenage supervillains responsible in the process. If all was proceeding according to the usual schedule, then those aforementioned villains would likely have arrived (or be in the process of arriving) at their cells in the facility. He would need to make some time to greet them; as the counsellor, it was Lothaire's duty to ensure that the teenagers interned here were properly rehabilitated so they could reintegrate back in society later down the line.

    "I wonder how many of them have arrived?" he mused.
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    Slight/Blight (Hope Agrippa)
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    Laundry duty sucked. Slight hated it, she could be spending time lazying about, not doing much besides fantasizing about breaking out. Instead she had to work, and handle the dirty clothes. She was in her male form right now, as handling dirty laundry did not appeal to her in the slightest.

    She noticed a bit of smoke coming out of one of the machines. It was faint, and it didn't set off the sprinklers Thats good, I don't want to have to rewash the clothes.,) Slight walked over and inspected the dryer. The lint was slightly charred, which was the source of the smoke. Luckily it hadn't caught, because if it had everyone would have been rushed into the courtyard, and the fire department would have been called. That would have lead to a couple of hours with everyone stuck in the courtyard, trying to figure out who's fault the fire was.

    She checked her mirror, seeing if Shatter was on the other side. He was, and she sent a mental message to meet her after the laundry shift. She had heard about the new roomate some people were getting. Apparently Shatter was getting one too.The idiot couldn't keep himself safe. I wonder what happened to the old guy. I knew he wasn't a threat, but I don't know about some newbie to the prison.

    Blight was let off of her shift, she ran into a bathroom to change forms. She walked out and was herself once again. Turning Hope hurried off towards where she would meet Shatter.


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    Morte hated waiting, and she hated it when it was her turn to stay in the cell. At least with duty, she could accomplish something, perhaps somehow find a way to break herself out of the facility. What kind of Mafia boss would get caught anyway? She thought, the same line repeating itself in her head ever since she was arrested. Fantasizing about being released wasn't something she enjoyed doing in the slightest, as it wasn't going to make things any easier. No, she wanted to get herself out in the least cooperative way possible. She wasn't one for following rules and stuff after all. The first thing however, was to figure out how exactly the guards locked and unlocked the visor over her eyes. No matter how she tried, she still wasn't able to pry it off. They claimed that it was a precautionary measure, but all she thought was that it was a burden that had to be destroyed. She raised her hands to her face and concentrated, feeling her dark powers well up in her…then nothing. It was always the same thing that happened whenever she tried.

    Two guards passed by her, one of them giving her a threatening look. She glared back at him, as she sat at the corner nearest the door, kicking at it. If he thought that she was going to take that lightly just because she was detained, he couldn't be further from the truth. She was Lovina Violenza, and she was going to succeed sooner or later. She had connections with many of the villains in the facility after all, and of course, none of them were stupid enough not to have any ideas…not that she was going to rely solely on them. All she needed was to neutralize the magic rune that voided her powers, then she could finally try using them to remove the visor. The problem lay in the cameras she saw upon arrival. Now, it was no secret that the world she lived in was almost some sort of police state, with cameras almost everywhere and privacy was all but gone. She had to find a way to smash at least the cameras on the floor's corridor. Unfortunately, now was not the time she could make her move.

    Another guard passed by her cell. This one took a look at her, before winking. She kept her eyes on him as he moved away. Did she just hallucinate seeing a flash of familiar golden hair along with reddish eyes? Was that really Felice she just saw, or was her desperation to get out causing her to hallucinate. She got up and pressed her face onto the metal grills on her door's window. The guard continued walking, his back turned away, but Morte knew that height and that familiar gait anywhere. It really was her younger brother Felice, more notoriously known as Inamorato. Master of disguise that he was, he did not fail to rise to the occasion and put on a guard's uniform. She turned away before laughing out loud and smirking to herself. It was not so impossible to break out after all. The thought reminded her that she had kitchen duty in a while, and that she finally had the opportunity to study the place a bit more.

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    Inamorato passed by the cell that held his older sister, recognizing her despite the special visor concealing her distinctive violet eyes. From what he could pick up from her state and from the special equipment he noticed in the rooms of the other detainees, none of them could use their powers to break out either. Remembering the glowing rune he saw in the basement, next to the storage room, and one he saw just before passing by his sister's cell, he wondered what exactly they were for. Typical facilities didn't exactly have those sorts of things, from what his father told him, and he found them a bit odd when he arrived. Did it have anything to do with their powers? He couldn't try it out however, as he was aware of the presence of the cameras watching his every move. One suspicious action, and his cover would be blown. He knew that he couldn't afford to try anything stupid before he found a way to somehow disable the cameras. Instead, he continued walking down the hall, silently keeping track of the glowing runes.

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    After a short walk, Inamorato found out that there were exactly two of those odd runes in the ground floor corridor, and two more on the second floor. He hadn't checked the exterior, as he saw no other guards to blend in with. Seating himself on the computer, he opened up the facility's homepage, chastising himself silently for not doing so before disguising himself, and clicked on the information page. He scanned it, but found nothing. Shaking his head, he deleted his history before getting up and leaving. If the information wasn't going to show itself, he was going to have to find out the hard way, which entailed eavesdropping on the prisoners during lunch…to gather what needed about those runes, and the location of the surveillance room, which he still couldn't seem to locate, despite moving around the basement twice after he stole his communication device.



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    Okay guys, wrap up your afternoon activities and let's head to dinner.

    Torrent (Dexter Johnson)
    Cell Block B > Hall


    It was quite, Cell Block B was relatively empty right now, though Torrent could hear some faint conversations coming from Cell Block A. He didn't know who was talking, and it was hard to make out any specific words, but he thought he heard someone mention Robin.

    I shouldn't be surprised that superheroes are being mentioned in a prison, decided Torrent as he got up, superheroes did put a lot of them in here. He wasn't sure what he was going to do, he just felt like he should do something. He could put an evil repelling spell on the cell, but then he wouldn't have anymore magic options available to him. Not like he was going to drop his guard in this place anyways.

    He glanced at his cellmate, and then stepped over to what amounted as their bathroom and study, to inspect things. An old metal toilet and sink, with chipping white enamel, a dull sheet of metal that was once shiny to serve as a mirror, and an old desk with various names, dates, and dirty images drawn on it, as well as carved into it, along with a wobbly chair. He ran the water in the sink for a moment, it was barely more then a trickle, but at least it was clear, he'd half-expected it to be rusty. He slid a hand over the desk, though he couldn't actually feel any details though his bandages, and remarked sarcastically, “They're really taking care of this place.”

    He slid into the chair, and elbows on the desk folded his hands one over the other, in a thinking pose. The bandages made it impossible to intertwine his fingers, but he'd had a long time to adjust to that, and his choice of alternate gestures now looked effectively natural.

    Time seemed to be passing very slowly. And he wasn't looking forward to what was going to happen next.

    An authoritative voice came over a slightly crackly (presumable interference from the magical field) loud speaker, “Listen up maggots! The time is now 6 pm and you will proceed to the mess hall in an orderly fashion. It has come to our attention that certain inmates think they can circumvent the mess hall rules; Billy. As a reminder, all inmates will all go through the lunch line exactly one time. Also, all inmates will eat what they are served.”

    Torrent looked up as the door to their cell slid open with a ungrateful screech and clank. Several simultaneous clanks echoed throughout the facility. Well, he figured, I might as well get this charade over with. He had no plans of actually eating, but wasn't sure how to get away with that yet.

    At the door, he could see the delinquents jockeying for position in line as they headed into the mess hall. Most of them seemed to know their place in line, and those that didn't got shoved around until they gave up and headed for the back. He could see a large figure up near the front, was that Mammoth? Robin had said something about the Hive 5 currently being in here. So, Torrent figured they were probably deep in whatever misdeeds were being planned here.

    He stepped out into the hall, and was immediately shoved into one of the cell dividers. Taking a breath, and ignoring his instincts to apologize and head for the back of the line, Torrent turned and pushed back.
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    UV (Sam Anwell)
    Cell Block A > Hall


    Max could tell that the other guy found UV talking about boys awkward. He muttered something about Starfire and Cyborg though, so there was at least a small chance. "You're into girls, huh? That's alright... I prefer guys myself. I'm sure you could tell that already." UV replied with a grin. "I spent so much of my life hiding that from people, but now that I'm in jail, it's really not worth the effort keeping that a secret anymore. Besides, I can handle myself if some bully decided to beat me up over it."

    After a brief silence, the guy introduced himself. "You can call me Alec, it is short for Alexander."

    UV's eyes widened with shock. "You didn't give yourself a cool name?! I thought that was the popular thing to do around here! Giving yourself an awesome identity to go with your powers and new life? Eh... whatever floats your boat I guess..."

    Alec then told him about why he was in the prison. His attempt at assassinating someone had failed, and the Justice League got involved. "You were lucky to run into the titans; I could have handled them, but the league? Nah, any villain with any sort of intelligence knows that one does not take on the Justice League, not alone". He then sighed and went over to the other bed on the opposite.

    "The Justice League?!" UV exclaimed. He was shocked they put someone who had gotten the Justice League's attention into this prison. He figured they'd put him with the big time villains, not with a bunch of teenaged criminals with powers. Under normal circumstances, he'd be scared for his life to be sharing a cell with a killer, but right now he was undercover. Thankfully, his powers were probably negated, and he didn't seem like the type who would kill people for no reason. He tried not to sound too judgemental when he spoke, as that would be counterproductive to his goals. "Damn, they're like the big time! Wow! Whoever you tried to kill must have been a really big deal if the Justice League is getting involved! Don't they usually fight aliens that are trying to take over the world and stuff?"

    Then, a voice came up over the intercom. There was some static interference, but the words were still audible. “Listen up maggots! The time is now 6 pm and you will proceed to the mess hall in an orderly fashion. It has come to our attention that certain inmates think they can circumvent the mess hall rules; Billy. As a reminder, all inmates will all go through the lunch line exactly one time. Also, all inmates will eat what they are served.”

    "Maggots? Really? How cliche can you be? At least try to be creative when you call us a demeaning name! Hehe!" Max giggled. He looked up and saw the cell doors open up with a screech, along with several other doors on this floor. "Well, looks like it's time to eat. I really hope the things they say about prison food being nasty aren't true! See ya later!" UV got out of the cell, and went out to the Mess Hall, and stood in the back of the line with the others waiting for food. A few people were pushing and shoving for a place in the line. Torrent, who was one of his undercover friends was among them. He must have been really trying to get into the whole villain role. He wasn't in the mood to join, but decided to comment on it anyway. "Haha! Wow you guys. The food here must be amazing if you all are fighting each other over it!" He joked.
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    Strike (Wendy Stone)
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    Strike continued to stare at the ceiling of her cell when the intercom crackled to life.

    "Listen up maggots! The time is now 6 pm and you will proceed to the mess hall in an orderly fashion. It has come to our attention that certain inmates think they can circumvent the mess hall rules; Billy."

    Strike stifled a laugh.

    "As a reminder, all inmates will all go through the lunch line exactly one time. Also, all inmates will eat what they are served."

    Oh, I DO hope it's something edible, she thought sarcastically as a collective buzz signaled the opening of the cell doors. Strike moved to her feet and waited for a moment to file in with the passing current of people.

    Just jump in, don't wait. She found an excuse of an opening in the line and took it, filing in with the others. Suddenly there was an elbow her ribs before she got flat tired by someone behind her. Everyone was too close together, which could mean a variety of things. One could be that people were trying to stay in the guard's good graces-

    Someone up ahead shoved another prisoner. Hard enough for it to stick out.

    Two could be that the food was actually good enough that the inmates wanted to get their as quickly as possible.

    "Haha! Wow you guys. The food here must be amazing if you all are fighting each other over it!" Someone joked with the crowd, buuuut, as one could imagine, it didn't really go over well with most the prisoners, who just wanted to go eat.

    Yeah, she was gonna go with that one. As far fetched as it sounded.

    She stood on her tiptoes as she tried to find out who was fighting. Having her powers would've been really helpful right about now, as she could just levitate and see what was happening. Seeing as that she didn't have them, she'd have to make due.

    Strike maneuvered around a few other prisoners before she could get a glimpse of the spat. Her eyebrows rose. Torrent, or rather, that's who he was now, was involved. Up ahead, Strike could see Mammoth turning around in all the chaos. She cringed inwardly. The Hive Five were here too? Well...this would certainly make things interesting.
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    Resonance (Vivian Walker)
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    Vivian hadn't even made it to the edge of the yard before the speakers blared out orders to proceed to mess hall. She hadn't realized it was so late, but wasn't about to disobey the electronically-communicated voice just to make a pit stop at her cell. She quickly fell in line with the first-floor prisoners - those from the upper floor took longer to arrive because of the stairs, but those few extra seconds generally meant they were stuck behind half of the inmates to start with. It wasn't the first time she'd been in this situation, but it put her out of her comfort zone. A few mild spats broke out to establish mess-hall-line-dominance. Vivian rolled her eyes and tried to walk toward the back and out of the line of fire.

    "Haha! Wow you guys. The food here must be amazing if you all are fighting each other over it!" an unfamiliar voice piped up.

    Vivian was glad he'd spoken, because otherwise she probably wouldn't have been able to tell he was new here. She tended to rely on her hearing more than her poor vision, after all. She quickly scanned the crowd regardless, and as she'd expected, could see Mammoth at his usual place way up at the front - far enough to be out of normal hearing range given the noisy crowd. Vivian smirked and cleared her throat. "Want me to give you a lesson on what a real fight looks like, newbie?!" she growled in a voice that didn't sound anything like her own. She'd manipulated her voice to perfectly imitate Mammoth's much deeper, rougher, and louder tone, causing a few inmates near her to jump in surprise. She retreated to the back of the line and laughed to herself.

    In all fairness, considering she wasn't on kitchen duty, it couldn't be that bad... could it? She wasn't sure who was assigned today, but was thankful it wasn't her. She usually got yelled at for being unable to properly follow instructions, but heck she had never even seen an oven before, much less knew how to operate one. As much as she hated to admit it, it was nice not to have to worry about finding food. Her freedom was a large price to pay for food and shelter security - too large of a price - but she was quickly becoming accustomed to being fed and hoped she could adjust properly once she got out.

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    UV seemed to be shocked when Alec mentioned the Justice League, and for a god reason too. "Damn, they're like the big time! Wow! Whoever you tried to kill must have been a really big deal if the Justice League is getting involved! Don't they usually fight aliens that are trying to take over the world and stuff?" He sounded almost awed, that strange fellow. And it had only been because the Martian Manhunter sensed his telepathic abilities from across the street and into the convinient building with the sniper-terrace. Before the conversation could continue, a voice spoke on the intercom: “Listen up maggots! The time is now 6 pm and you will proceed to the mess hall in an orderly fashion. It has come to our attention that certain inmates think they can circumvent the mess hall rules; Billy. As a reminder, all inmates will all go through the lunch line exactly one time. Also, all inmates will eat what they are served.”. "Oh great." Alec said sarcastically. "Time for the daily roadkill."

    "Maggots? Really? How cliche can you be? At least try to be creative when you call us a demeaning name! Hehe!" UV giggled, but his demanour seemed to have changed somehow. Probably just in awe still, after the Justice League story. "Well, looks like it's time to eat. I really hope the things they say about prison food being nasty aren't true! See ya later!" he said as he ran off. Alec sighed and followed. Apparently, UV forgot that Alec needed to eat too. In the mess hall, Alec managed to appear behind UV. "You do know that I am going to eat as well, right? You won't get rid of me that easily" he said. He had just missed out on something awesome, it seemed, as Mammoth was going to be on his usual rapage again. "Want me to give you a lesson on what a real fight looks like, newbie?!" Alec heard his voice say, pretty loud concidering he was far in front of them. "Heh.. Poor bastard, picking a fight with Mammoth." Ale said as he laughed for himself. "Did you manage to get a hold on who the lucky idiot was?" he then asked UV.


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    UV jumped when he heard someone reply to his comment. "Want me to give you a lesson on what a real fight looks like, newbie?!" He had heard what sounded like Mammoth say. It was pretty loud from how far ahead in line he was. UV shrugged his shoulders. "I've seen plenty of fights, I already know what they look like. Thank you." Even though he knew he could take him if something did happen, he had just gotten here, and wasn't in the mood to get into another fight so soon after 'losing' a fight with the Teen Titans.

    Alec them appeared behind UV. "You do know that I am going to eat as well, right? You won't get rid of me that easily" he said.

    UV was amused that Alec was so eager to keep talking to him. Even when he wasn't in Violet Lantern mode, he could still spread love to brighten people's lives. "Heh, wasn't trying to." He replied. "I figured we'd be sitting next to each other at the table. If this is anything like high school, I'm going to need people to sit with."

    "Heh... Poor bastard, picking a fight with Mammoth." Alec said with a laugh. "Did you manage to get a hold on who the lucky idiot was?"

    Max knew Mammoth may have been talking to him, but he wasn't too concerned about him. He had been in a few fights in his time as Violet Lantern, and came out of them just fine. So he knew he could take care of himself if a fight did break out. UV shook his head. "Not really... But, if I were them, I wouldn't be too worried about him. He may be strong, but he doesn't seem like the brightest bulb in the lantern..." Max realized how mean that sounded, but that was something a wannabe villain would say. The one nice thing about this whole situation, was that Max could be a lot less inhibited when he was posing as UV.
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    Strike (Wendy Stone)
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    "Want me to give you a lesson on what a real fight looks like, newbie?!"

    Strike rolled her eyes. Great, Mammoth was getting testy.

    "I've seen plenty of fights, I already know what they look like. Thank you." A voice came from behind her, but she didn't have to investigate for long. It was UV. He turned to the guy next to him and Strike could see a smile on his face.

    "Heh... Poor bastard, picking a fight with Mammoth." UV's cell mate chuckled. "Did you manage to get a hold on who the lucky idiot was?"

    So...who called Mammoth out? Was he calling out Torrent...? No, he was busy with someone else right now. Strike shook her head and looked back at UV behind her.

    "Must be his cell mate," she shrugged, "We're not even here for a day and already Mammoth wants to punch someone's face in. Paleo-breath needs to chill out." She said before realizing how loud she had gotten in her discomfort. She closed her mouth and looked around. Complaining would get her nowhere, but...she was posing as Strike. She wasn't Sparkx anymore.

    She waited as the line moved forward a bit, while the prisoners clamored around her, trying to make sure they got a portion of dinner. Hopefully this didn't turn into a brawl, but if it did, she hoped she'd be ready.
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    We had been going on like this in circles for hours. The same stuff repeatedly. I was the last prisoner to be checked in.

    "So, explain why your prints don't come up anywhere. Did you escape from the Phantom Zone or something?" Asked the Warden in a gruff voice of anger. The big and burly man wasn't happy with me in the slightest.

    "Let's go with 'or something' and leave it at that." No way was I going to tell him I was an interdimensional alien. No way. It was illogical.

    "So you only have the alias Electrocutioner? No normal name and no prints that could be recognized?" He sat back down behind his desk frustrated with me.

    "I've been explaining this to you all day and you keep asking me the same questions. Why do you think if you ask me again the answers will be different?" I was just as frustrated at him as he was at me. I wanted to get on with my mission.

    "Because everybody had a name when checking in, or the info could be pulled from the computers by checking prints. You're giving me nothing useful." He paced around the room with his hands folded back.

    "Look, my name is Electrocutioner. I do tech based magic, and if it wasn't for the runes around here negating said magic you'd probably be dead by now." The last part wasn't true of course, but I had to play my part. I wiggled uncomfortably in the chair I was being held down in by the two male guards. I was already uncomfortable wearing the jumpsuit which was really tight around the chest area, and really didn't need more of it. I'd unbuttoned the first two buttons to let the girls breathe, showing a bit of skin and my bra. The guards pressed down on my shoulders, sensing I wanted to get up.

    "Fine. You know what? I don't care anymore. You're here for a failed bank robbery, your powers are negated, and I at least know what you call yourself when making trouble. How about we enter you into the prison database as Jane Doe and be done with it?" He sighed and started typing stuff into his computer.

    "Sounds fine by me. Jane Doe it is. I'd like to get on with the rest of my life and plot my revenge, if you don't mind." I moved to get up, and the guards actually let me stand up for once. They still grabbed me by the arms though. Really did they need two musclebound guys to control one harmless teenage girl? Just seemed like overkill to me.

    "It's time in the day when the inmates eat Dinner. Take her to the Mess Hall. The other guards can lead her to her cell afterwards." The Warden motioned to the guards to take me away. Finally.

    I got half dragged half pushed to the Mess Hall where Dinner was underway already. Looked like most of the food was gone, but there were at least salads left. Eh, why not. I picked up two portions of Coleslaw with croutons and looked for a place to eat. They were out of dressing for the day, but there was plenty of Mayo in the salads which was good enough. Just about everybody had a group to sit with. Just about. There was one boy with goggles though who was sitting alone. Either he didn't want to be messed with, which was unlikely given his size, or he wanted to be alone to plan his own thing. I wasn't a social person either, so maybe two people who wanted to be alone could be alone together. If that even made sense. I sat down next to him with my tray of salads. "So, whacha in for?" I asked, making sure to chew noisily like a proper villain should. I was probably overdoing the whole evil thing.
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    Torrent's shoving match persisted for about half a minute. During this time he heard some jeering about how good the food must be, and deep voice threatening to show someone a real fight. Then a guard approached and smacked the nearer one of them in the head (which luckily for Torrent was the other guy) and demanded, “Okay, okay, break it up.”

    They shuffled into line, which was actually moving pretty fast, and through the dinner line. Apparently there was actually some choice of food, though not much, coleslaw style salad, chilli, or shepherd's pie. It didn't matter to Torrent though, the choice is kind of arbitrary when you don't have a stomach to put the food in. He got to the end of the line where a tattooed female inmate droned, “white milk or chocolate milk?”

    “I suppose coffee isn't an option?” asked Torrent. Her demeanor didn't change, “white milk or chocolate milk?”

    “Chocolate,” assumed Torrent figuring it would be easier to pawn off. He strolled along the rows with his tray looking for a suitable open seat. He found an empty spot near Billy Numerous, who was talking to some kid that looked vaguely familiar (he's not recognizing See-more without his helmet) between shovels of food. Billy seemed to be almost done with his meal. Torrent slid onto the bench setting his tray down with a clank. The two looked up at him, but neither said anything, and went back to their conversation, which was apparently about missing having television whenever they wanted.

    Torrent checked for guards, when the moment was right he looked over to Billy and requested, “Trade with me, eh? I'm not hungry, and I know they don't let us go until we eat.”

    “Is this a trick?” asked the vaguely familiar kid. Billy had no such qualms, quickly shuffling their trays, “Alright! Thanks new guy!”

    “It's Torrent,” commented Torrent looking down at the pre-devoured tray now before him. Billy was a bit of a sloppy eater, but at least his appetite was useful. Billy paused shoveling food long enough to comment, “Name's Billy Numerous.”

    “See-more,” commented the other guy. Oh, realized Torrent, because it made sense that he wouldn't recognize him. He had to play another angle of surprise though, so he decided to go with, “Oh, right. You guys are part of the Hive-5? I'm guessing the Teen Titans busted you guys as well.”
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    Josh Red
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    Josh was currently lying on his bed in his cell. It was almost dinner time and Josh was tempted to go down near the mess hall a bit early so he wouldn't be stuck at the end of a long line. But at the same time, he didn't feel like getting up. He had his eyes closed, but was listening to what was going on nearby. His cell mate was a timid boy and Josh couldn't tell if he was even in the cell, but there were others in the block. Apparently there were some new inmates coming in and Josh wanted to hear if any were put in a nearby cell. Hopefully none of them knew about his past as Magik. Despite being an incredibly unimportant villain who barely anyone had heard of, other inmates had a habit on knowing the identity and the fact that Josh hated it. Josh figured Billy Numerous was responsible for it, but he didn't feel like confronting the other inmate.

    The only noticeable noise was someone kicking something-too many inmates had a lot of pent-up anger for Josh to even start guessing who would kick stuff in their cells. Didn't sound like any of the fresh meat was being put into Cell Block C, though.

    The crackle of the speaker system started up, so Josh got up and started walking to the stairs. "Listen up maggots! The time is now 6 pm and you will proceed to the mess hall in an orderly fashion. It has come to our attention that certain inmates think they can circumvent the mess hall rules; Billy. As a reminder, all inmates will all go through the lunch line exactly one time. Also, all inmates will eat what they are served.”

    Josh briefly wondered if it was possible to annoy someone to death. If it was, Billy Numerous was probably going to off at least one member of the correction center staff.

    By the time Josh had gotten to the mess hall, a large line had already formed. It looked like a fight almost broke out in the line, but the guards quickly stopped it.

    Finally, after a few uneventful minutes, Josh got up to the counter. He decided on the shepherd's pie and chocolate milk. It wasn't five-star cuisine, but Josh found the prison food rather good.

    Josh ended up seated next to Mammoth, doing his best to not accidentally set off the bigger inmate.

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