From Prison to Paradise [18+ Group RP]

[WolfDog12]

A teenager of around age 18 or 19 was ripped from the court room after being proven guilty. He was cuffed and dragged away by the officers at hand towards his new fate. This male had been found guilty of killing a man and he even had the look of a cold killer as if he would kill more if given the option. The boy looked older though he was unusually short for his age. He had a smallish figure and cold, and a dark, purple left eye that gleamed and glared at those around him. His right eye, however, was patched with a square white eye patch just under the bandages wrapped around the boy's head from some kind of larger injury he must have sustained. He wore a dark black and purple jacket with a yellow stripe down each arm from shoulder to wrist cuff. That jacket was open with no shirt underneath but he had a long white bandage around his chest section and another bandage a little higher up around his neck. There was just one more bandage around his left wrist and mid hand that went up half way to his elbow. He wore black pants that had a white stripe on either side that went straight down to his ankles and there was a white belt around his hips.

 

The guards had no care for any of the bandages or injuries this teen might have on him at the moment and roughly grabbed him and yanked him through the doors and onto a prison boat towards their living nightmare of pleasured attacks. Once the boat docked, this young guy, was the last to get off and he was quickly pushed and lead towards a relatively random area of the jail. One Guard uncuffed the boy and they shoved him a ways away so they could walk away without having to worry about being attacked themselves. THe kid picked himself off the ground and looked around. He knew there were people around that just weren't showing themselves yet so he turned and began to just walk around lost in this new area. There was no going back now.

 

This kid never had a habit of talking to himself so all his thoughts just ran silently through his mind as he was wandering about through the long and dank halls. This boy was known as Taito and he was definately young and an unusual match for this prison. With every few steps the shadows that showed his hair as a black color were pierced and pushed aside by the lights above. When in the light, Taito's hair was still dark but it wasn't actually black at all and instead had a purple hue in it that made that part of him also seem strange and stand out. It didn't help that his hair was way softer then it probably should have been. This kid, though he did not show it, was feeling very uneasy about those that hid beyond the shadows at the time so he stopped walking around looked around.

 

(Sure hope this is good for you guys… I know it's short but please bare with me a little while)

[Ayakashiu]

Moving slowly, his legs bent a little so he could respond to any threat immediately, Ayden approached the rock. It was moving on it's own before, he was sure of that, but now it only looked like a rock again. He carefully walked around it, without touching it, noticing it wasn't really a rock; breathing rocks weren't really an everyday occurence. The rock thing stayed still, looking as if it fell asleep and Ayden didn't feel any threat from it anymore, so he lost interest.

 

Turning back to the guy that annoyed him before, Ayden realized he didn't even want to bother. It was too easy, so where's the fun in that. Walking to the spot where the other was, still on the ground, he put his hand on the guy's hair, like he wants to pet him, before clutching it tight and summoning his power. The muscular guy realized then, that he's gonna die and not in a nice way. Ayden could hear his heart beating frantically and his breathing elevate; was that from fear or were those the first signs of hyperthermia? He kept increasing the heat though, making the other's skin turn pale, blood vessels contracting because of the low pressure.

 

The skin around Ayden's fingers started to char and peel off. But since he didn't really have any pleasure from this, he just decided to end it here. He heated up more, his hand starting to turn redder as the prisoner's skin started to peel away from his face, melting in places. The screams ended then, not that they were any good, just annoying to the ears, and the other prisoner's hands fell limply beside his body, Ayden the only thing holding the dead body up. He released the head, letting the body fall to the floor. There were still some pieces of skin on his hand, so he wiped it in the other's shirt, before leaving the strange rock and now one dead prisoner behind.

 

There was a small hill in front of him but the asscent wasn't hard and Ayden could see better from there. He decided he will go and explore the island, seeing how there's not really anything much to do.

 

From the top of the hill, he could see the buildings now and they formed kind of a square and there was a small building at the middle of the square. Ayden figured it must be the main building or something, for all the prisoners, since it was in the middle. He didn't know which one of the buildings was his and if he even wants to stay there, so he just randomly picked the direction and head there.

 

It took him some time to come to the nearest building and he saw some figures before it. The two were obviously having..fun? Well at least one was, it seemed, but there was also the third figure and that one catched Ayden's attention. He didn't approach them though; there were three of them and he didn't know how dangerous, so he just stopped, looking around to decide where to head next.