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Post by Deleted on Sept 2, 2016 23:29:36 GMT -5
Just a few basic things, please. One, the rules. Please be respectful to others and yourself, no need to bash others or yourself. That's it. That the rule. Wait, I lied, there's one more. Please type at least 5-6 lines on the reply area. Okay, NOW I'm done. Feel free to jump I however you'd like (Prison guard, Someone breaking her out, whatever, I don't care). Have fun!
Well, just another boring ole' day in prison. Of course, Skyra D'Claire knew plenty about prisons - escaping at least four in her short lifetime of nineteen years. Of course, the other prisons had been for juvenile felons - which was definitely her. Seven confirmed and confessed murders and at least twice as many still trying to be proven, as well as at least a dozen bank heists still trying to be pinned on her. Skyra wasn't exactly your average teenager per se.
Now, she was giggling as she twisted herself along the bars of the cell she was in. She couldn't be in an average cell though - oh no, not Skyra. She was put in a large cage with bars below, above and all over. Her cell was like a giant, blocky sphere that she was allowed to climb all over to get rid of some of her never-ending energy. Tying herself into complicated positions with eerie grace and stability, she tired herself along with two long pieces of strong fabric from the top of her cage. Her extremely curvaceous and toned body was in teasing view with pair of white cotton short shorts and a matching shirt she tore at until it exposed most of her bright red bra and torso. Her hair, dyed a neon violet, was tied into a messy bun to keep from her face as she twined herself up and down the fabric.
Skin paler than cream ghosts behind bars as a prison guard entered, making her vid, almost lime-green eyes snap towards him. With a creepily child-like giggle, she dropped from the fabric and landed in a seductive crouch on the ground five feet below her. Worming her way closer to the bars, she sidled up against the metal and leaned her pale cheek on one of the bars, close to the guards face. Even though she was six foot straight, he still out grew her by a good few inches. "Come to tease me again, blue boy? Tsk tsk, naughty naughty!" She giggled against and tossed herself into a handless, backwards cartwheel, silently landing on her feet on the other side of the cage. She gave him a smug grin before launching herself back into the fabric, giggling maniacally as she continue to contort her body around.
The guard just snorted, pushing her grimey meal into her cage before heading out. However for some reasons, the door never really closed....
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2016 0:04:17 GMT -5
(Oh my goodness PLEASE do that. Yes, by all mean my friend, jump in :) )
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 3, 2016 0:28:26 GMT -5
Crazy Chic Acethought to herself, nothing more than a thin-looking shape pressed against a wall. She had managed find a prison guard uniform, allowing the 19 year old to slip past security, undetected. This was the complicated part. She needed to get passed the guard infront of Skylas cell, nab her target, and get the heck out of here before there was any commotion. She took a deep breath, touching the tips of her fingers to her forehead, her dark blue eyes focused on the task at hand, running her options through her head. She had limited supplies, but was able to flick one of her cards in between the doors before the guard closed it. She looked up, hearing the footsteps of the guard, Here goes nothing, She thought grimly, stepping in front of the young guard, grabbing him by the shoulders and hissing, "Sleep." Almost immediately the guard went limp, the 5'2" girl having to back up to try to catch him. "When you wake up, you will have heard something down near the fifth corridor, you will go investigate it, you hear me? You will not return to the first corridor until an alarm trips. Now, wake." She murmured, before shoving him away. As if it where magic, the man woke up, looking around.
"Hey, do you hear that?" He asked Ace. She nodded, remaining silent as she watched her work.
"I'll go check it out," He murmured, walking away, as if in a daze. Ace shook her head, sighing as she tugged her curly black hair, Time to get to work, she mused, opening the door to Skylas cell. She slipped her card into the cuff of her shirt, calling out,
"Hey, loser, I'm here to break you out."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2016 0:37:16 GMT -5
Another crazed, child-like giggle emitted from violet-haired Skyra as she unwound herself from the strip of fabric in a flurry of motion, finally halting at the very bottom edge with the end wrapped around one of ehr bare feet, the other stretched up as if doing splits along the fabric. She spun in a slow circle as she tipped her head back, mid-back length, thick hair streaming loose at last. "Why if it isn't Ace the grace," She said cheerfully, whirling back up the fabric like a possessed woman. She giggled again, finally lodging herself upside down, and letting go of the fabric, the only thing keeping her up; the fabric locked around her fit, curvy legs as she hung, watching ace with lime green eyes and a creepy, doll-like smile against pale cream skin. "Come to get me out, Ace?" She asked cheerfully, bending so she was horizontal to the vertical fabric and letting herself roll down the fabric again, somehow landing silently not only on her feet - but into her shoes. Really, they were just white flats.with a whimsical laugh, Skyra pressed against the bars to look at Ace with a grotesquely innocent smile for a mass murderer.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2016 0:38:15 GMT -5
Another crazed, child-like giggle emitted from violet-haired Skyra as she unwound herself from the strip of fabric in a flurry of motion, finally halting at the very bottom edge with the end wrapped around one of ehr bare feet, the other stretched up as if doing splits along the fabric. She spun in a slow circle as she tipped her head back, mid-back length, thick hair streaming loose at last. "Why if it isn't Ace the grace," She said cheerfully, whirling back up the fabric like a possessed woman. She giggled again, finally lodging herself upside down, and letting go of the fabric, the only thing keeping her up; the fabric locked around her fit, curvy legs as she hung, watching ace with lime green eyes and a creepy, doll-like smile against pale cream skin. "Come to get me out, Ace?" She asked cheerfully, bending so she was horizontal to the vertical fabric and letting herself roll down the fabric again, somehow landing silently not only on her feet - but into her shoes. Really, they were just white flats.with a whimsical laugh, Skyra pressed against the bars to look at Ace with a grotesquely innocent smile for a mass murderer.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 3, 2016 0:46:23 GMT -5
"Unfortunately so," Ace quipped, clearly unfazed with the fact that this girl was a mass murderer. They had practically become a team when they ended up targeting the same place at the same time. The two nearly killed each other, both wanting two or three incredibly expensive pieces of jewelry. Ace thought that Skyla was a guard, and vice versa. Phew, what a heist, she thought in amusement, slipping out the card she had swiped from the guard. "Look, we only have ten minutes before someone sets an alarm, you know what that means?" The girl asked, opening the thick door of the cell quietly, her eyes flicking cautiously back and forth. If anything went wrong, she was screwed. She had little to no ways of getting out without her identity being discovered. She slipped the identity card into her left sleeve, just in case if she needed it for later. If the alarm was tripped before she could get Skyla out, she'd have to leave the prisoner behind and pretend she had been knocked out by the teen in front of her.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2016 0:54:55 GMT -5
"Indeed I do!" Skyra singsonged with a giggle, practically dancing out of her cage-like cell. She turned to Ace, who was much shorter than her own six-foot stature. "Over the bodies and through the blood to grannies Ouse we go," She sang softly with another childish giggle, despite the terrible twist on the children's song. Going with their previously devised plan, Skyra reached down into er bra and pulled out a tiny switch blade. How she managed to get it past not only full-body strip searches, X-rays, and multiple pat downs(Which sometimes got a little handsy) was a mystery. She flipped open the small blade and skipped down the hallway, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Three. Two. One.
Skyra vaulter herself onto a bar on the failing, balancing on it easily before tucking the knife between her teeth, vaulting higher and higher on the uncovered bars that were actually water pipes. She hummed softly as she continued her way further up, eventually making her way to the water switches. Just on time, too - the alarm blared off, which caused guards to swarm the place. "Bye bye," She whispered sweetly before making at least a hundred gallon of boiling water pour down on them, causing them to scream I pain. "Aaaaace!" She sang out, tossing down the end of a knotted rope that was tied to a hook in the wall. They had less than seven minutes now.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2016 0:57:47 GMT -5
"Indeed I do!" Skyra singsonged with a giggle, practically dancing out of her cage-like cell. She turned to Ace, who was much shorter than her own six-foot stature. "Over the bodies and through the blood to grannies Ouse we go," She sang softly with another childish giggle, despite the terrible twist on the children's song. Going with their previously devised plan, Skyra reached down into er bra and pulled out a tiny switch blade. How she managed to get it past not only full-body strip searches, X-rays, and multiple pat downs(Which sometimes got a little handsy) was a mystery. She flipped open the small blade and skipped down the hallway, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Three. Two. One.
Skyra vaulter herself onto a bar on the failing, balancing on it easily before tucking the knife between her teeth, vaulting higher and higher on the uncovered bars that were actually water pipes. She hummed softly as she continued her way further up, eventually making her way to the water switches. Just on time, too - the alarm blared off, which caused guards to swarm the place. "Bye bye," She whispered sweetly before making at least a hundred gallon of boiling water pour down on them, causing them to scream I pain. "Aaaaace!" She sang out, tossing down the end of a knotted rope that was tied to a hook in the wall. They had less than seven minutes now.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 3, 2016 1:09:19 GMT -5
"Why do you always have to make an exit?" She sighed, climbing up the rope, attempting to avoid the boiling water, the tip of her converse melting slightly. She scooted into the ceiling, "c'mon lets get going," she whispered, leading the way. The girl had mapped out the entire building the month before hand, needing a plan A through a plan Z, especially with this escape attempt. She stopped at a vent, noting that it lead out to the court yard, where they could make their escape.
"Here." She told her friend, grabbing her blade from her pocket and carefully unscrewed the vent bolts. She kicked it out, did a flip as she leaped out, landing silently on the ground. She turned around, waiting for her partner, looking rather bored, a careful front. If she looked nervous, at all, all her control over her illusions leave her.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2016 12:06:30 GMT -5
Skyra giggled, vaulting after her partner with a whirl of neon violet hair. She landed from multiple flips on her feet, hands up and a eccentric smile on her face. "Rightio lets go!" With a gleeful little skip, she took the lead across the yard. She occasionally did complicated stunts, vaulting her way across the yard and dodging the view of the sweeping cameras. With one last hand spring, she threw herself into the air, twisting around to sling onto the guard tower ladder. She waited a moment before scurrying up and vanishing inside.
After a moment, the gate screeched open just enough to let the girls through. Skyra lept out of the tower with a sniper rifle packed into a backpack, plenty of ammo in the other, smaller bag strapped onto the main. "Mary had a little lamb, it's heart was black as coal. It snuck into her room one night and ate her ----ing soul," she chimed, becoming Ace over with a wild wave of her arms. She had looped the cameras, no one knew anything was wrong outside of the building.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 3, 2016 14:55:14 GMT -5
Ace rolled her eyes, bolting out of the building, grabbing Skylas wrist, deciding that the 6-foot-something girl was taking much too long. Her shoeless feet pounded against the hard ground, making the dark haired girl wince every time her calloused feet hit a particularly sharp rock. For some reason, no matter how hardened her feet where, sharp rocks always hurt. Ace took a sudden right, jerking Skyla hard enough for most people to have lost balance. She skidded to a halt when she saw the nondescript van ahead, studying it with a vague look of annoyance. "Really, Cousin, you couldn't of gotten us a better car?" She muttered to herself, flinging herself into the drivers seat. Once the girl settled into the car seat she started the ignition and took off the guards hat, shaking her curly black hair out of the make shift ponytail. She sighed in relief, happy to have her hair down once again. She couldn't wait to get out of the prison guard uniform and back into comfortable clothing.
"Theres a change of clothes in the back seat for you"
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2016 19:14:27 GMT -5
"Oh, Fantastic! Now, off we go!" Skyra said cheerfully, slinking into the back and shucking off her shirt and tiny shorts without warning. She wriggled into her tiny red skirt and extremely sheer white tank top, clearly showing her bright red bra. Next came the thigh garters that she used to keep her white fishnet stockings up. A pair of red heels high enough for the sky came onto her feet, giving her at least another five inches of hight and matching her skirt and bra. Stacking up white and red bracelets on her wrists, she wormed her way into the passengers seat. "Brother dearest should be at the safe house by now," She chirped, lying one leg seductively over the other as she leaned forwards, closer to the mirror on the back of the sun-blocker. In a moment, her vivid, lime green eyes were sheathed in pure white contacts and surrounded by glittery makeup, her lips recieving bright red lipstick. "Thanks for getting me out, Ace. Couldn't have done it without ' ha," She threw the shorter girl a sparkling wink enforce returning her gaze to the mirror. She fluffed at her hair, tossing it to and fro with her hand. Knowing Skyra, the nails on her hands would soon be long and painted to match one of her a-little-to-sexy for comfort outfits. Maybe sooner than one would think...
Skyras paler-than-cream skin suddenly flooded a warm, soft caramel shade, her nails grew long, and her hair stripped its neon-violet color for pastel blue. Even though her structure was the same, the color changes threw her appearance off completely. The red and white of her clothing popped from the darker skin, and she rather liked the pale glitter around her all-white eyes. "I like the blue," She mused thoughtfully, tossing the thick waves side to side till they were a hot, kinky mess.
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Post by sweetclover1 on Sept 3, 2016 19:23:04 GMT -5
Ace, trying to concentrate on driving, glanced over, frowning. "Hey, lean back, why don't ya? I can't see out of the window!" She grumped at her, uncomfortable with being in the drivers seat. The last time she went driving she got into a fight with a pole... and lost. She narrowed her dark blue eyes, hoping the Skyla would listen to her, knowing there was a good chance she wouldn't and she'd have to resolve to other measures to make her listen... Like using her illusions. She sighed, speeding up to the speed limit, the car clearly protesting at the speed of 80 miles an hour. "Stupid thing," She muttered, before leaning over Skyla, opening the glove compartment and finding a map.
"Here. These are the directions to the safe house. Please direct me," She told her, eyes returning to the road. She leaned backwards, hand searching for an oversized "Yale" shirt from the back seat. Finding the cloth, she put it over her head, making it look like the two where typical college students.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 3, 2016 20:41:07 GMT -5
Skyra leaned back, folding up the blinder so that Ace could see. Despite her attitude issues and 'slight' insanity - which she refused medications for with a bite - she knew when to listen. "She studied the map for a second before nodding slightly, looking up from the paper and watching the signs After a moment, she tapped th map with a comfirming touch. "Take a left here," After Ace veered to the left, she directed Ace once more to the left. Stright for another fifteen miles, a right. After about an hou of driving, they were in a surpring area - the bad part of town. The van fit right it. "The safe house is just to the left up he- right here, actually," Sky said, pointing one long,elegant nail at a battered but functioning house that had nothing special about it. Her eyes grew wide and a wide smile parted her ruby red lips as she saw her brother, a few years older, casually step out and wait for them in the drive way, the hood of his jacket up.
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