DAY CHANGE

Mar. 30th, 2014 12:05 am
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[at 7:00 AM the intercom begins to crackle to life, the sound of static filling the air. this time around however, there is no voice accompanied by that sound. the sound of crackling comes and goes, growing louder then fading out. there's something wrong here, this isn't like the time that second forgot to let everyone out.

soon afterwards all the tv's in the prison begin to start up. it's much like what happened during the events from before where everyone would be able to watch certain broadcasts, but yet again it's different. the screen shows a dimly lit room, the only light coming from all the monitors in the area. the light is just enough to make out a figure, kneeling on the ground with his back to the camera. it's a man, he's breathing heavily and his wrists have been tied and bound. the chains that hold him are connected to two poles on either side of him, his arms are stretched out because of this and he's unable to run away. the man is without a shirt as well and it's shown that his back is scarred immensely, marks from a whip seem to be the cause of this.

a woman speaks, it's obviously the warden, and she's out of view from the camera.]


Now now.... must we keep doing this? [when she finally steps into view the camera is just low enough that her head isn't being shown. no, this show is simply for the man that's been tied up.]

I believe this is the third time you've been here in my possession, correct? Oh... oh my dear Pietro.

[the man laughs at that, and when he goes to look over his shoulder part of his face can be seen. it's second.]

I like when you use my name, especially when we're all alone like this. Reeeaal sentimental, you know?

Hm~ I'm only doing this for your sake, understand? I mean... we can't have The Second running around and thinking they can be friends with these inmates, now can we? No, I believe you've been slipping, again. First time you were simply too eager and let all the inmates free, remember that? I sure do~ it was lovely, I brought you in here and gave you twenty lashings before you were put into solitary. Ah, then the second time you tried to poison me.... now, that wasn't nice, not at all~! I feed you, I clothe you, and that's how you repay me? I believe that time we broke your legs and slit your throat until you nearly bled out... correct?

Yeah that was all fucking fun. Seriously, I have tons of fun screwing around with the inmates but you like your personal torture way more than me.

Indeed... either way, Pietro! You've been getting along with them all far too much. I think you need a little reminder of where you stand, yes?

[second noticeably tensed up at that, his hands balling into fists and he lowered his head.]

Do your fucking worst..... But before ya do, one more thing, Alicia?

Yes?

I hate you so much.

Oh my! I know you don't mean that, I love you too~!

[with that out of the way, the warden walks over to her desk. she clicks something, and in the quiet room a tune begins to play. it's christmas eve, she wants this to be perfect!

the warden goes back over to second, pulling back her whip and bringing it down on him. the man cries out in pain, his entire body tensing up against as he prepares for the next one.]


Hmm... I want to hear better screams than that, my dear.

[again and again she whips him. his back is already bleeding intensely, the wounds gaping and the blood pours down his person. each strike hurts him more than the last, and it's clear from the way he's breathing so heavily and crying out. she's relentless, her strikes well aimed and causing far more damage with each hit. as time goes on she's well into the twenties with how many times she's hit him.]

I'm so sorry Pietro, but it must be done! [she hits him again.] I'm sorry you're all alone- [and again.] I'm so sorry no one likes you- [and again.]

But don't worry, you know why? Because... [the warden stops whipping second, the only sound in the room coming from his pained sounds and the christmas song that she chose to put on.] I meant what I said, I'll always love you because I'm all you have, get it? Now then...

[the warden grips the base of the whip with her free hand, sliding along it. she jerks her hand, the blood splattering on the ground from that action. she wants to make sure his blood won't get on anything else, that would be tragic! the warden looks off to the side, staring at two people that have been there the whole time. they had been slightly in view but hadn't moved a muscle, it would have been hard to spot them because of that.]

Chan, En, could you be dears and cut him down? Send him off to the doctor after that. I believe she wanted to use him as test subject for her next experiment. I was going to give her one of the deathrow inmates, however he will do.

[the two albino twins move as one and go to remove the chains off of second. the warden is well aware of the video the entire time so at the end of this all she turns to the camera. her face is still hidden, but with her body towards the feed now it's clear that she's covered in blood.]

Hello my inmates~! This little show was brought to you by yours truly, a little reminder of who is in charge here exactly and just why you should listen to me! You've all had a lot of fun lately, yes? I've seen it all, and I know everything too. As such, tomorrow there will be an event for all of you that I've personally put together.

Today is Christmas Eve, how exciting~! I've prepared gifts for you all, so expect them to be outside of your cells and ready for opening! It's not even snowing outside today, it'll be a lovely day for you all~!

[she laughs to herself.] Nothing is poisoned, I can assure you, before any of you start asking. Nope it's all for your wonderful taste buds, and I really hope you enjoy!

[she walks over to the camera, going to turn it off, and before she clicks the button her smile can at least be seen. it's sickeningly sweet, like she truly believes she's doing the right thing, and then he switches off the video.

the cell doors slide open.

ooc: tl;dr? the warden tortures the second and then reveals that there's an event ready for them. because of this, second is out of commission until further notice. he's being carried off to be experimented on and cannot be contacted. any inmates trying to contact second's communicator will be met with static. as for the warden, her phone lines are free so you may reply to this post if you wish. the gifts the warden made up for everyone consists of a basket filled with an assortment of chocolates and candies. included in the basket is a family picture, whether it be just a parent or a sibling is up to you. if your character has no family, then the picture will be the mot important person to them outside of the prison. the warden knows all and sees all!!]
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If...

[ She takes a deep breath, feeling a little uneasy as she speaks. It's kind of difficult to talk about these sorts of things in public, but she managed to do it nevertheless. Biting on her lower lip, she manages to speak, her tone even, though a little shaky. ]

If the people you thought were dead - and these people are ones that you care about - were alive, and were the ones who caused mass murders, what would you do? They said dying is impossible in this place, didn't they..?

voice;

Mar. 25th, 2014 05:43 pm
moonspell: (Realization.)
[personal profile] moonspell
Hello everyone,

I have an inquiry. What do you think of second chances? Does everyone deserve one? If not, how do you decide who deserves one? Please be honest. I don't mind if you reply anonymously, either. Everyone's opinion is equally valid as long as they're honest, this is mostly a curiosity.

Thank you!

DAY CHANGE

Mar. 25th, 2014 12:51 am
avibusraris: (Irving {1})
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[ At 7:00 AM sharp the intercom crackled to life. No Second or the Warden today, but instead two days in a row of everyone's favorite guy! ]

Good mooorniiiing, Wonderland!

Hope everybody's doin' alright -- I ain't heard much commotion since the other day! You kids must have one hell of a hangover, hahaha!

Okay, okay. Let's get down to business. The countdown to Christmas is tickin' down! It's December 23rd today, an' we're right on the dot at 7 AM! I'm gettin' pretty good at keepin' time, right? Haha! The snow's slowin' down today folks, and I hate to say it might even melt. Maybe if you ask the Warden nicely enough she'll give us that white Christmas after all, eh?

Catch you lovelies next time!

[ The doors slid open. ]
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[ Jakotsu has found the most important things in life. He now owns some make-up and a phone, which allows him to host this broadcast and proudly appear on video. His hair is still down as upon arrival and sadly enough his clothes are the normal prison suit, but at least his lips shine brightly red and his eyelashes are nicely dark and full of volume. This way he feels much more comfortable speaking to everyone. ]

Helloo~ [ He actually waves at the video camera. ]

This is Jakotsu-sama speaking! I've probably met some of you already, but I own a phone now so all of this introduction stuff is much easier.

Just showing my face to you would probably have been a great video already, but I've got some questions, too.

First! Money! Aside from these games or whatever they put us in, is there any other way to get some? Like, aside of being a sales assistant or something equally boring.

And second... you all act like the majority in here is wrongly convicted. What's with that? I agree this place is awful, but did you seriously just end up here by accident?

[ He tilts his head curiously. If anything he'd have thought talking about crime in prison would be easier than out of it, but a lot of people he'd met were complete goody two-shoes. It struck him as terribly odd. ]

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[Hello, Deadman Wonderland. Today you get a brief message on your communication device of choice. Mitsuki is very well aware any of the higher staff could find out who she is but she's not going to say anything that would be too beneficial to them. No. She's aiming for the prisoners.]



Good day, Deadman Wonderland. It's been a little while since we spoke but a few of my thoughts were repeating themselves. I have another question:

What is the difference between a dog and a wolf? Metaphorically, speaking, of course. In this situation... Well. I wouldn't go so far as to accuse of everyone being guilty but a little paranoia may be forgiven when you're in prison. I suppose the better question is: does the vote of a judge define what guilt is? Is the person who did nothing but convicted a wolf? Or are they a dog, wrongly identified, and thrown in with the real wolves?

I admit it's a bit of a heavy subject. If you'd like to ask me questions instead, I'll answer them to the best of my ability. After all, we're all civilized people here. Conversation keeps our minds agile.


[Yes, she's pretending to be this anonymous person. I mean. She totally is that person, what are you talking about?]
[personal profile] dolosa
[ On the screen today, there's a young girl whose body shakes visibly, looking a little nervous as she speaks. Even her voice is oozing with obvious fear, taking a deep breath or two before her smile brightens, albeit a little. ]

It's sometimes really scary in this place, isn't it...

[ Her body shakes slightly as she grips onto the hem of her skirt; showing that she's really frightened. Even on the side of her cheek there's a slight sweatdrop. She knows she can't be anonymous always, or else people might be a little suspicious. She doesn't want that, nor does she wish for anyone to figure out who she is.

Not yet.

It's not time yet. ]


Ah, but even so... Christmas is around the corner, isn't it? It's in, um, [ She counts on her fingers, until she realizes: ] four days, right? I wonder if the event will really be as fun as the warden says it'll be... I'm really worried. I hope everyone doesn't get too hurt or too worried.

And... um, since it will be Christmas soon, does anybody want presents? I might not be able to make much with what we have, but I'll try my best!

[ She gives an even brighter smile as she clasps her hands together. Hopefully Mizuki won't mess up if she does reply to this post. She doesn't want her to screw up her plans. ]

video;

Mar. 10th, 2014 01:48 am
combatbutler: (✩ {FML} Just my Luck)
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 [ Hey Neorn! It's your lovely butler, Hayate, here, but instead of his happy cheery face, he's a bit solemn. You've probably heard his story, but if not well... he'll give you the story, but expect a little hesitation. He's still afraid of what people will think of him. Yeah he could give the story no problem before, but it's getting closer to Christmas each day. Sure it brought him and Nagi together, but... she's not here to let him know that it's okay.  ]

Wow, I can't believe it'll be a year in a few days... 

I- [ He'll glance down with an unsure expression, but he'll give a faint smile before whispering to himself. Contrary to what he may have said to you all about it, he's not really over it. ]

156 million with 8 hundred G... with 4,000 yen to be returned as my promise to her, yet I'm not even by her side.


[ Hayate lets out a nervous chuckle, he can't be musing about this in front of everyone. That's just careless on his part. He coughs, before straightening himself out, but even then his weariness is still evident in his voice. ]

I'm sorry if I seem a bit down for the next few days. If I ignore you or carelessly lose my temper, it's not your fault believe me. It's just... Christmas hasn't always been a happy time for me... especially last year's happenings. 

I just wanted to let you all know in advance. I don't want to be a bother to everyone.

voice

Mar. 5th, 2014 07:55 pm
symphonyregalia: (welllllll)
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[Well, this isn't how this was supposed to go. It was just a little bit of human trafficking, a mother and her teen daughter. That was all. Now she was here. Papa would be so disappointed, wouldn't he?
She cleared her throat, speaking into the microphone. It was a little hoarse from screaming but she managed.]

How is everybody today? I'm a bit of a newbie here. How did a sweet little girl like me end up here anyway? I didn't do anything.
But regardless.
Hello.
My name is Nonon Jakuzure.

DAY CHANGE

Mar. 3rd, 2014 01:02 am
avibusraris: (Second {1})
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[it's..... actually, the intercom this time doesn't come on until about noon. inmates might be wondering just what's going on. they aren't allowed to leave their cells until noon hits. that being said, inmates are free to make calls, shout out to the networks, or just try and yell while in their cells until finally they hear a voice.]

Heeeeeyyyyyy! Hey hey!! Sssoo..... you inmaaaates.....~!

[....is second.... drunk?! why yes he is.]

I didn't even fuckin' realize but.... i-it's.... shit... [he pauses.] ....it's so close to Christmas! Holiday cheeeeer and all that! Either way, the Warden stepped out for the day, leavin' me in all mighty charge, and guess what! I'm taking the day off to just relax and drink everything she has in here!

[there's some shuffling around, the sound of boots being placed up on a desk.] Bitch finally let me in tha goddamn control room... I could do anything I want in here. But uh.... right, I should stay on track here.

[HE CLEARS HIS THROAT in an overly dramatic way.] Saaaluuuuutaaations! It's currently.... uh.... wow s'that really the time....? Uh! It's currently 12:06 PM, it's a Friday, December 20th to be exact! You all are probably hungry and want out, huh? Well I dunno- I kinda like having all you fucks locked up and unable to do shit all. Huhahaha!

[oh wait- there's another guy barging into the control room. it sounds like irving, it totally is irving. he's squealing in that brooklyn drawl, getting at second for not doing what he should be flippin' doing!]

...Oh right... you're here. Fuck. Well whaaatever!

[the intercom is shut off suddenly, the the cell doors finally slide open.]

[video]

Feb. 27th, 2014 08:55 pm
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[ The feed opens to a man roughly in his early thirties sitting on his bed, a concentrated look blanketing his features. If you've seen Alan Wake's video post, you might recognize the face.

Mr. Scratch leaned forward and spread his legs slightly, placing his hands together in a worthless struggle to become comfortable. Normally he would have been all for a fun video post, but as painful as it was to admit, subtly was the way to go for at least a while. Couldn't have folks knowing he was off his rocker right out of the gate, you know? ]


So. Deadman Wonderland. I get that rumors are rumors and all but damn. Who knew this place wasn't even half as impressive as it's reputation made it out to be? That's some serious horse shit, my friends.

[ He shook his head, almost as if he was disgusted at how unimpressive the prison was. ]

Anyway. Enough about that for now. The real reason I'm coming to you fine people is in the name of my brother, Alan. Guy keeps to himself most of the time, but fact is he's real shook up. Any nice guy would be, right?

But here's the thing. Alan's not exactly... healthy right now. Faced a lot of tough shit before he came here, you get me? That means I've got to look after him, so do yourselves a favor and treat him right.

I'd hate to see what would happen if you didn't.

[ The feed cuts to static. ]

voice;

Feb. 24th, 2014 12:16 am
moonspell: (It sure seems that way.)
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I guess I should introduce myself..

[ The girl who's voice is coming through sounds a little unsure, even through her Scottish accent. It is prison, it's not like she feels comfortable here and this definitely feels like it's a little excessive for grave-robbing. ]

My name is Lydia Carlton, from Edinburgh. In the interest of full disclosure, I'm here because I tried to help a man rob a grave to get something that belonged to me anyway. I don't actually talk to invisible creatures, that was just a rumor, and it's one that I'd prefer to put a stop to right here and now. Everyone talks to their cat from time to time, it's not as though I was expecting him to talk back..

[ Anyway-- something engaging, that's what needs to happen. She can't just say hi and expect to be friends with people. Even as socially problematic as her life was, she knows that you can't get without giving. ]

Since we're all probably a bunch of interesting people here, what's the strangest thing you've encountered before arriving in this prison?

video;

Feb. 24th, 2014 01:35 am
wayoutsidethebox: (Like a girl in trouble)
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[She looks a bit groggy when the video turns on, though her voice doesn't seem to be bothered by it all.]

This is to the people running this place. I know you watch us, I know you have eyes on us somewhere. This collar, the stuff it does, you're only getting away with it because nobody outside of here knows but they will. You can't keep it a secret, people will find out and I'll make sure of it.

And about the nap? You can't keep me... chloroformed or whatever forever.

[Text]

Dec. 18th, 2013 10:17 am
eraser_rain: (Think)
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This may save anybody job hunting or planning their options some time:

All jobs open to inmates in Deadman Wonderland, regardless of the labor or skill level involved, pay the same: 10,000CP per day.

This means regardless of your chosen labor, it will take ten (10) work days to afford an antidote candy (100,000CP). Nine (9) the first time, with our starting bank balance (10,000CP).

You'll supposedly die in seven (7) days without it.

I'd still recommend starting a job today. Even given a piece in advance that will buy us seven (7) days or 70,000CP, I doubt many of us obtained a job on day one, but that still counts as one of seven (7) days on the count down. Consider the starting bank balance as coverage for that. The means for obtaining emergency funds seem slim. In another week, with seven (7) more days of payment, minus another 100,000CP for candy, you'll be down to 40,000CP. Another week, assuming no other income from events or free antidotes, 10,000CP. From there I assume you can do the math yourself and see the picture being painted: a nest egg won't last, even assuming you can handle a seven (7) day work week.
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[As soon as it's 7:00 am, there is a loud beep that echoes through the corridors of the prison. It's time for an announcement as the intercom comes on.]

Good morning my wonderful criminals, how are you all feeling? Don't worry, I can assure you that dizzy spell will wear off as soon as you get up and stretch those legs of yours. Be careful of your collar as well, as you might have guessed it has all sorts of functions! Also, today is December 8th, Sunday, and it's currently 7 am.

Now, it would be in your best interest to read your manuals that we've given you, just so you can get nice and settled in.

I'm afraid it's a little cold outside, if you have time to check the courtyards then you'll most likely feel that winter's breeze on your rosy little cheeks! Do be careful, I don't want any of you getting frostbite on your first day, that would be tragic.

Since it's the grand opening for you new comers, we are currently holding a small party in the cafeteria! Grab your soon-to-be-friends and head on down. We have tables set up and food as well!

Thank you and have a wonderful day!

[With that being said, the doors to the cells now slide open, allowing the inmates to leave their rooms.

In the cafeteria majority of the tables have been cleared away, and the ones that remain have red tablecloths on them, nice and fancy! The spread consists of luxurious food, even sweets of all kinds. Since it's December, it seems that the warden is in a rather giving mood, aren't you all lucky! ]

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