tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak somewhere in town

[exceptfebruary]

WHO: the NOHoPE patients and a few helpers (aka Trauma, Khisanth and Ghost)
WHERE: On a small bus on the way back from the big comm party
WHEN: February 1st, 2012
WARNINGS: ...violence?
SUMMARY: A bunch of inmates are in a bus and then a bunch of inmates will no longer be in a bus and three of them will no longer be inmates!
FORMAT: Whatever



The bus was small. Normally transportation was limited to one inmate at a time, but the reason was so sudden and unexpected, and for Complicated Legal Reasons, the staff at NOHoPE couldn’t get out of taking all their import inmates and shipping them off to pick up their communicators.

The security was lacking. Anyone could see it. But there was no getting around it. The way there was rather uneventful, it was so sudden that nobody could squeeze out of it. And at the porter building were so many inmates, so many of them heroes – escape was not an option.

The way back was the last chance for escape.

It was practically guaranteed to happen somehow.

Comments

feeling sorry for whoever is near enough to Jon to have to hear this bitchin

[phobic]

Another handful of hours I'll never get back.

[screwmeister]

[near enough? these two are sharing a seat, buddy. and he is getting dead eyes from stein.]

Good to know you're counting.

[phobic]

If nothing else, it helps me feel better. [leans against the window, muttering] You'd think they'd close the facility after this many instances of staff becoming patients.

[screwmeister]

What was that. I can't hear what you're saying when you mumble, Jon.

[phobic]

[turning to look at him, almost close enough to clonk heads because tiny tiny bus seats eugh this is worse than high school] You're a madman.

[screwmeister]

Throwing rocks from glass houses Jon?

[wow yeah they are kind of uncomfortably close, aren't they...too bad stein isn't gonna do anything about it.]

[caprihorn]

[Gamzee may not be sitting next to Jon, but he's still close enough to hear him.]

You all say that like it would have been motherfuckin' better to up and stay at NOHoPE.

[phobic]

As lamentable as that place is, there aren't any cats.

[caprihorn]

_{The motherfuck all is wrong with cats?}

[phobic]

I hate them on principle. [because of Selina mostly] Don't tell me you're fond.

[caprihorn]

They're not bad motherfuckin' animals.

[phobic]

Oh, yes, they are. [FROWN] I can tell a lot about a person who likes cats.

[caprihorn]

_{Like what?} That they all prefer being nice at a motherfuckin' animal that's nice to their ownselfs?

[phobic]

[tsk] They tend to be more neurotic and closed individuals. Unwilling to socialize. Nontraditional. Independent.

[caprihorn]

_{Those traits aren't sounding too bad for most motherfuckers.}

[phobic]

[Gamzee stop makin sense] Have you met Selina?

[caprihorn]

Don't think we all have.

that wasn't a cat, that was a dragon, dragons wouldn't fit down there :c

[onblackwings]

[ whoa think again, jon. there's a still-high-on-nip black shape just wiiiinnnnddding out from under your seat down here. ]

lmfao the mental image is truly precious

[phobic]

[OH GODDAMMIT] Ugh! [slowly contemplates telling the guards...] Shoo.

[onblackwings]

[ oh come now Jon, you liked her well enough when she was some lady, right?? she plants herself at his feet, gazing solemnly upwards.

maybe she'll take him, too, when she finally gets around to spiriting Gamzee away. ooooor maybe she'll just let him rot. (or maybe an overly dramatic emo youth will snatch him up gosh who knows, anything could happen) ]

[phobic]

[a second passes. Then he's lashing out suddenly with a vicious and passionate foot to kitty-ribs] Get, or I'll wring your neck myself!

OH YEAH I CAN MAKE THIS A BETTER ICON NOW

[onblackwings]

[ fortunately, she's never been slow to react, no matter her form. her escape is quick enough to evade most of that, but those kitty-ribs are definitely smarting when she twists to a stop just out of reach and turns to glare back at him. ]

Unwise. [ it's somewhere between a word and a low yowl, but she's streaking off under another seat an instant afterward. forget rescuing this guy, she's totally making plans to eat him later on for that one. ]