Destuin (high leveled security prison) RPG Thread!!!

[Zup]

Kyorren dashed through the cell room as quickly as she could, utilizing speed she had learned growing up as a Darakin street urchin in her childhood. She was a bit rusty, though, as seen by her stumbling a few times and losing momentum when someone was in her way. Nonetheless, her quick feet and background were able to get her through a large portion of the cell block in record time.

During her run, however, it hit her that she had no real direction and didn't exactly know where she was going in the first place. She stopped in her tracks and immediately bumped into a guard who was running perpendicular to her. The collision sent each falling backwards from the point of connection onto their rears.

"Little b****!" the guard growled, standing to his feet, clenching his fist. Kyorren narrowed her eyes and performed an agile leg sweep, surprising the guard, who fell face first onto the cold, hard ground. Kyorren followed through with an elbow drop that would've made Phorchoon Coliseum fighters proud.

At this impressive display, the guards directed their attention to her, as she was deemed a bigger threat than most of the other women here. Two guards rushed straight at her, unknowingly running into their defeat.

As the first came within a few feet, Kyorren did a twisting step which ended in her standing inches to the guard's left, her back facing him. Her sharp elbow smashed into his jaw, stopping his run. Before he could collapse to the ground, Kyorren twisted around and nailed him in the stomach with a powerful kick.

Using the momentum from this kick, she twisted and hopped to throw an upward foot into the chin of the second guard. She followed this attack with three sharp chops to the throat and chest and ended the combo by throwing the guard over her shoulder.

"Impressive feat, girl." A chilling voice said from behind.

Kyorren whipped around and ducked under an intended throat clutch from Fyranious, who was giggling.

"My, my, my! Didn't know you were this quick!"

Kyorren backed away, blocking a low kick with her shin. Her right hand shot out to chop Fyranious in the neck, but it missed as the blonde man's head leaned to the side.

"This is a lot more fun than I expected, isn't it Fyranious?" he chuckled. He nodded to his own question.

"Yeah it's pretty fun," his monotone side said. "Just wish there was more blood involved..."

Kyorren growled. "I can make that happen."

[Rammerrush]

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~Noise~
Noise watched as the Warden fended off the attacks of a few butch women, he figured he could take care of them himself so he focused more on making sure he didn't any of the cute girls too much.

One prisoner, charged at him from the right, carrying a guards spear. Noise steped around the girls lunge and toward her. "Hello, beautiful," he said in a seductive voice, before knocking her out with the blunt side of his spear.

He picked the girl up and laid her down on a bed. "Sorry, cutie. I'll make it up to you later," he said with a wink. As he walked through the cell door, he noticed the action picking up, there were three or four guards knocked out all around a fighting prisoner. Then he noticed Fyranious staring down the prisoner, with that look in his eyes.

Noise couldn't tell who the girl was, but he was glad he wasn't in her shoes. Fyranious is one the the the the of a crazy fighter. "I'll just stand here and wait for Fyranious to do his buisness," Noise decided. "I just hope he doesn't kill anyone this time.

[Zup]

Fyranious jumped at Kyorren, who ducked underneath his clothesline. Her body twisted to position herself for a punch at the throat, but the Destuin guard avoided that attack.

Kyorren used this opening to throw a few kicks, adding in twists to increase their strength and attack different points of his body. A few of them landed, but they were weaker than she intended and didn't do enough to take him down.

"Hehehe...Feisty, huh?" Fyranious chuckled. He popped his neck and got into his fighting stance once again.

"That stupid smirk on your face..." said Kyorren. She dashed forward and threw punch after punch, each one either blocked or dodged by her opening. They were evenly matched, it seemed, and that didn't sit well with Kyorren. She faked another punch and transformed it into a kick at Fyranious's calf, landing a solid hit that made his legs buckle.

She followed the stumble with a heavy upward kick straight to the face, eliciting a yelp in pain. Fyranious's hands cupped his nose, which was beginning to bleed profusely.

"Stupid b****! You broke my nose!"

"It's not too bad.."

"Shut up! Now she's gotta die!"

"I'll get the staff...if you want."

Fyranious ran off into the crowd of struggling prisoners and guards, and Kyorren lost sight of him. She muttered a curse under her breath and looked at the piece of metal she had found in her cell.

"Okay, I need to make this a weapon. Where am I gonna find something to sharpen this thing?!?"

[Redhollowlives999]

Some of the female prisoners started to shake abit some even calling for their origins for help; the men seemed unfaze.

"If you prisoners don't back down, I'll have to kill you."

The biggest prisoner spat towards Red; nearly hitting his shoe. Seeing the disgusting, yellow appearance angered the warden. His face was visibly red.

Red managed to bring out some words, despite his anger. "You, son... OF... A!!! B-"
Before he could end the sentence, a faint red aura could be seen around him; pulsating.
2 of the prisoners backed up. Pointing at Red in fear.

One of the scared prisoner yelled out: "That guy is glowing!"

Red cooled off and looked up; the aura disappeared almost immediately after. "What?"

"You were glowing! Your a mystic! I know it!"

Red's eyes widen in anger once again. "HOW DARE YOU DEGRADE ME TO SUCH A DISGUSTING TITLE! I AM WARDEN RED HOLLOW!"

Red rushed towards the largest man. He slid right in-between his legs and hooked the man with his left arm; leaving the man in submission. He grabbed the man's neck; he waited until the man's eyes closed before moving on to his next enemy.

Red looked for noise, nowhere in site. Red disregarded it; he didn't need him anyway.
He ran towards the next 2.

Red jumped on-top of a rather shorter man, then jumped to the higher man behind. After landing on the taller man, he sat on his shoulder, and reached for the floor. Red then launched the man towards the shorter man once both hands touched the floor.

When both men crashed into each other, red got up and pulled out his blades.

"LOCK ALL EXITS! LET NOBODY COME IN OR OUT OF HIS FLOOR!"

A man could be heard on the speakers. "But sir! The only people in there are you and general Noise!"

"We can take care of ourselves!"

A door being slammed open could be heard in the speakers; after a seconds, arguing could be heard.

Red started to get a headache due to the situation. "The the the the the is going on up there?"

Red stared up to the lookout for a few seconds, next thing he knew, the door opened again, then prisoners were falling left and right.

A female soldier could be seen Knocking people out one by one.

Red looked for two seconds, trying to identify her.

"Celty?!"

Celty smiled. "Surprise, now you can see me fighting."

Red chuckled. So she was the one arguing with the soldiers, she wanted to come in.

"Heh, show me what you got."

The two waited for the door to close again before rushing back into the fight.

[Zup]

Kyorren's eyes managed to fix themselves on a whetstone in the corner of an upper floor in the cell block most likely used to sharped the guards' weapons. Surprisingly, the guards didn't actually bring their weapons. Must've been to keep the prisoners alive and avoid a massacre.

Their mistake...

Her feet pounded against the ground as she weaved her way through the ever-growing, chaotic crowd, throwing a few punches to vulnerable guards along the way. A smile appeared on her face as she let the excitement consume her. This was the most fun she had ever had, really, and she wasn't a big fan of fighting.

"Hey! That one's heading for the whetstone! Stop her!"

Kyorren rolled to the side of an attempted tackle by the first oncoming guard. She sprang back up to her feet to deliver precise, expertly-timed elbows to the next one's neck and jaw, then swept him from behind. She cartwheeled to close the distance between her and the final guard, and took him out with a spinning kick to the temple.

The prisoner dusted her hands together, admiring her work. She was starting to get her old talents back, and it gave her a natural sort of high. She felt on top of the world at this point.

The whetstone was just a few yards away, but she could not advance towards it. There was a certain obstacle in front of her way.

That obstacle being Fyranious, spinning his staff, a wicked grin on his lips.

[Rammerrush]

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~Noise~
Noise watched Kyorren leave, heading toward a guard rest area. He felt inclined to follow her, to make sure she didn't get hurt. It's not like she started this revolt. Plus, she was too cute to let anything happen to her.

"AAAAAHHHhhhhHHHAAAhh!" A familiar voice screamed somewhere from behind Noise. He knew he knew the voice, he just didn't know from where. He turned and past the Warden still beating up butch women, Noise could just barely pick out Lauralei being surrounded by guards.

Noise wasn't about to let the damsel in distress stay in distress. He picked up his spear and headed toward the guards ganging up on the cute prisoner. Luckily for him, Redhollow was doing quite a job of using flashy tricks to get all the attention pulled to him, so he was able to get to his destination quickly and without incedent.

When Lauralei saw Noise through the crowd her fearful eyes became more relieved. "Noise! Help!" She shouted as one of the guards pinned her arms behind her back and another came up to her with a mace.

"What's going on here?" Noise commanded, putting his new power as general behind his words.

"Oh looky here if it isn't the lazy lieutenant," one of the bullying guards commented.

"It's general now, actually." Noise pushed the guards away from lauralei and moved her behind him. "It's okay, I'll protect you." He whispered to the scared girl.

He looked at all the attackers, of the five there was only one who seemed like he could be in charge. "Back off or all have you all discharged," Noise said with as much power as he could muster.

"Or the new general might just die right here," The large guard threatened. "A casualty of the riot. Maybe that girl over there was able to take down our fair general." With a laugh the guards all pulled out their weapons and advanced a step toward Noise and Lauralei.

"Your threatening me?" Noise raised his spear and swung it at the guards, keeping them back. "Maybe, you'll be the casualties."

"We'll see," at this two guards attacked him from each side. Noise quickly hit one in the stomach with the dull end then thrust the sharp end forward into the stomach of the other guard.

"Bastard!" One of the three guards screamed as they all dashed at Noise, weapons poised for striking. Noise grabbed Lauralei and jumped out of the way, causing their weapons to hit the ground hard.

Noise slashed down with his weapon and got one of the guards in the shoulder, then he pulled the spear out of the man's shoulder and blocked an incoming attack by the leader. "You'll have to do better than that."

"Like this?" That's when Noise felt a sharp pain in his back. He looked behind him and saw the other remaining guard standing behind him, holding a knife sheathed into his back.

"Crap, looks like I'm done playing." Noise let go of the spear with one hand and reached around to the knife. He pulled it out with a grunt, blood spewing from his wound. Ignoring the pain turned his head and saw the guard that stabbed him backing away. "You son of a troll!" He tossed the knife at the retreating guard and it planted itself between his eyes.

He turned back and grabbed he spear, about to falter with only one hand. "Just you and me now," Noise ducked under his spear and the other guards blade and shot his head forward into his stomach. The guard fell back onto the ground and screamed in agony.

Noise looked down at the man and noticed a wooden handle sticking out from under him. "Hmmm, people really shouldn't leave their weapons lying around during a riot. People could get hurt."

Noise turned back to Lauralei, back against the wall, crying her eyes out. "Hey come on, it's okay now," he grabbed her hand, and tried to guide her away from the wall. "Let's get you somewhere safe.

[Zup]

"Did you follow me all the way over here?" Fyranious giggled, his shoulders bobbing up and down in laughter. "I didn't consider you to be so....clingy!

Kyorren said nothing. The grimace on her face, however, told all it needed to. She positioned herself in her combat stance, trying to control her breathing. She had to stay calm if she wanted to take down the lunatic standing before her. Kyorren had disarmed many opponents back when she trained with her mother's mercenary band, but something about Fyranious intimidated her more than anyone had ever before.

"Hmph! You're not moving, so I'll take that as a sign that you're terrified. Hehehehe! Good...good....Isn't that right Fyranious?"

The odd man's body stopped shaking in laughter and the smile on his face disappeared. "Yes, I'd say it is. Let's just finish this quickly. That would be best."

"Ha!" Fyranious's previous position returned, along with that devilish smile. "Have you seen what this girl can do? We can't take that lightly, fool!"

Just after finishing the personal speech, Fyranious launched his attack. He took rapid steps forward, aiming staff strike after strike at Kyorren, who somewhat struggled to block or avoid them. She was forced to back up the entire time, deflecting each strike with her wrists or shins, ducking when need be.

"What happened to your offense, girl?!?" Fyranious said, hysterically. "You did such a good job taking down those other idiotic guards! Where's MY fun?!?"

"Fine," growled Kyorren. She grabbed the middle section of Fyranious's staff, halting his smile. It made her palms raw from stopping the motion, but it was worth it. Kyorren pulled the staff backward, but Fyranious didn't let go. She fell backwards into a roll, her foot smashing into his crotch. As she rolled backwards, she released her grip and kicked out, throwing Fyranious into a squad of guards trying to detain other prisoners.

Fyranious stood back up, his smile returning. "Not bad, not bad!" He began to walk back towards Kyorren when he was hit in the chest with a cup of mashed...something. He narrowed his eyes and threw the cup in a random direction, laughing giddily as the mush got in Warden Red's face.

As he turned back, however, the laughs were gone. Kyorren knocked the wind out of him with a powerful punch to the stomach. Afterwards, she elbowed him in the jaw and shoved her foot into his thigh, causing his legs to buckle. She yanked the staff away from him and struck the officer's face repeatedly.

As Fyranious began to bleed through cuts on his face, Kyorren was grabbed from behind by a rather large and burly guard who smelled like alcohol. "We got 'er, Fyranious!"

The crazed blonde man slowly got to his feet, spitting out blood from his mouth. He turned to Kyorren, who was trying to escape. "Keep her there...Little..."

His backhand left Kyorren's cheek feeling raw and the pain lingered. She closed her eyes and Fyranious struck her on the face once more and gave her his own punch to the stomach. She kicked out at him, but he blocked it with his shins.

"Alright, let her go, now," said Fyranious, picking up his staff. "I wanna enjoy this..."

As soon as the guard's grip loosened the slightest, Kyorren locked her legs around his arm and twisted onto his back. Fyranious's staff swing was aimed at her skull, but now hit the big man in the chest. Kyorren jumped off of his back and kicked Fyranious in the temple, sending him flying onto the ground.

As she herself hit the ground, she threw her legs in a sweeping kick to knock the large guard down. She sprinted towards Fyranious, but had to dodge roll to the side to avoid a wakeup staff swing.

Fyranious got back on his feet and swung the staff repeatedly, but Kyorren danced around the flurry with graceful bobs and weaves. A smile found its way to her face as she knew she had the advantage and higher skill. She stepped to the side, jabbing her fingers into Fyranious's side and underneath his arm, causing it to go numb. That's...weird... She rolled over his back and rammed her elbow into his jaw, forcing him to lose balance.

She hopped up and shoved his body to the ground with a kick, adding in a back flip just for fun. She smiled, saying, "Wow...haven't done that in awhile!"

Remembering her first goal, Kyorren ran off towards the whetstone again, this time with no guards in the way. She pulled out the piece of metal and started to sharpen as quickly as possible, constantly looking over her shoulder in case of an ambush.

But she was careless. The metal snapped in half.

Her fist slammed into the ground next to her, and she regretted doing it. She hook her hand out to the side, mouthing "Owwww...."

Kyorren got back on her feet and turned around, angry that she had screwed it up. "I need a weapon...Somebody has to have dropped a weapon, right?"

Her gaze looked all over for something to work with, but all seemed either blunt or nonexistant. Why didn't these guards bring weapons?!?

But she had to snap out of her thoughts quickly. Fyranious was charging at her with a trio of guards behind her, each wielding blunt bat-like weapons.

The three guards ended up running at her first. She kicked out at the first one, but he managed to dodge it. She spun around and landed four precise finger jabs at the torso and jaw of the second, and oddly enough, the man's open mouth stayed that way, and he appeared (rightfully) scared at this.

The third guard chopped down with his bat onto Kyorren's skull, but she caught it in between her hands and yanked it away, kneeing him in the throat as he stumbled. She used the bat to knock the first guard unconscious, then turned her attention to Fyranious, and just in time, too. She had to use the newly-acquired weapon to block several rapid smacks from his staff.

"You just can't catch a break, huh?" the deranged man chuckled. "Oh, well you'll get one soon enough! Your bloody corpse will be thrown all around the cell block you little-!"

Kyorren had enough. She twirled in tune with Fyranious's staff swing, and ended up stepping behind him. She jabbed him in the right arm, and once again it became numb. She pulled on his left arm and brought it to his back, hearing it snap. Kyorren felt a pain in her stomach from digust. She actually broke his arm...

"Ahhhh! Grrr....Let go! Fine! Fine! Agghhhh!" Fyranious roared in pain. Kyorren's eyes widened and she backed away from the defeated man.

"I...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

Kyorren fell onto her face as she felt a powerful kick in the middle of her back. She got up in a roll, avoiding the drop of an axe kick. She looked up.

It was Warden Red Hollow.

The cocky smile on his face was enough to get Kyorren back to her feet for this next battle.

Warden Hollow attacked first with rapid punches to Kyorren's upper body, but she ducked and sidestepped each one. Both threw out a high kick aimed at the side of the other's skull, but they were blocked by the others'. Kyorren wrapped her foot around the ankle of the warden, tripping him. Red rolled back to avoid falling, getting up in time to block four extremely quick chops from Kyorren.

"You're not bad..."remarked Warden Hollow. He ducked under a kick from Kyorren and cartwheeled to avoid another. "But you're an idiot if you think you'll be able to beat me!"

Kyorren said nothing, and instead performed a beautiful butterfly kick, nailing a strong strike on the temple of the warden. As he got back up, his face was red and he was fuming.

A red aura began to form around his body. "Stupid....little...-!"

[Redhollowlives999]

Red glowing was a one time thing Wasn't suppose to happen for a long time.

Red was anger- no beyond. But he quickly cooled off.

Red looked at this prisoner and chuckled. "I like you. You have survived a fight with me for longer than 10 seconds."

Kyorren didn't take her eyes of the warden for a second. He wasn't like the other guards; but her adrenaline and her hatred for this place made her overlook his status.
"..."

Red gave a sarcastic shrug. "Oh come on now, its not nice to ignore your enemy; especially when all he wants is just some small talk."

Kyorren had the urge to spit on his face. But that glow left her slightly uneasy; regardless, she still wanted to bust his brains out.
"You gonna go first or what?"

"Tch. If I rush in, it'll look like I hit you. If you rushed in, it'll be self defense."

Kyorren gave the warden a look of pity. "How can you call yourself a warden if you won't even attack first? Pathetic fool."

Red clenched his teeth. Red took out his temporary weapon (Dual sword- standard issue) and bolted towards Kyorren. "Oh! Verbal abuse! That's can be considered an attack."

"..."



Red swung his blades at Kyorren. It was as if the two were dancing; as their movement were in perfect sync. As much as Red hated saying it, he was impressed by her skills. She not only dodged his attacks, he was able to time her movements so right that she was able to deflect red's sword by slapping it the side of the blade (something that only he did up until now.)

Kyorren was slightly shocked by the warden's slow speed. After about a few seconds, kyorren caught an opening; though it wasn't a pressure point, any blow on this guy was good enough for her.
"Take this you bastard."

To much of Hollow's shock, she actually managed to get pass his offense; though he was barely at 60%, he didn't expect her to get the better of him. He took a half step back, but the attack wasn't strong enough to do any actual damage.

Red tried to hold back a laugh. "That hit was so pitiful, it almost makes me want to give you my blade."

Kyorren wasn't surprised that attack didn't hurt him. She was just angry that she hurt her wrist while hitting his gut. That d***.

Red became impatient with the prisoner. "You've officially annoyed me. Prepare to die."

Kyorren wiped the dirt of her shoulders. "Tch."

"Done talking huh? Good, let the fighting finish the conversation."

Red ran back in, this time, much faster. Kyorren waited for Red to get faster and closer so she can kick him; with the speed he's running in, it'll hurt.

[Rammerrush]

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~Noise~
As Noise led Lauralei away from the fighting she passed out, and Noise being the gentleman he is gathered her unconcious body in his arms and carried her the rest of the way. He found a nice empty cell and laid her on the bed. "Your cute when your sleeping." He whispered to the unconcious girl.

He made his way past the cell gate and locked it so she wouldn't get involved in the fighting again. "Sweet dreams."

"Maybe for her but not for you," Noise felt pressure against his back. "Don't move." He could recognize the voice, it was one of those guards.

"And here I was thinking you guys would be out for the night," Noise said. The bruised and battered guard simply laughed at this, and pressed whatever he was holding harder into Noise's back. "Oh well."

The guard directed the general to another empty cell and told him to walk. He did. That is until a loud yelp of pain came from off toward the guards' rest area.

That's when he heard the corrupt guard gasp and he took his chance. He quickly turned around and grabbed the object - which turned out to be a crossbow - out of the man's hand, he then proceeded to grab the man by the neck and pressed against a nearby wall.

He pressed, the same crossbow he was threatening him with not to long ago, against his chest. "So," Noise started. "You think you can answer a question for me?"

"Huh?" The guard muttered.

Noise pressed the bolt harder into his chest. "Do you think you can answer a question?" He repeated. "Or are you too much of a goddam idiot for that?"

"Okay I can answer!" He replied in a much less manly voice then he had threatened him with.

"What do you think I need less of, more? Corruptable Robert loving guards, or dead, useless, frankly bad smelling bodies?"

The guard hesitated before he answered, as if one answer would save his live and the other would seal his end. "Umm... Guards?"

"Correct." With that Noise pulled the cross bow away from the man's chest. He exhaled and thanked god in a whisper. That's when Noise pulled the trigger.

The bolt flew toward the man and landed through his heart. the body slumped lifeless toward the floor, but as the crossbow bolt stuck straight through him into the wall, he was stuck there.

Noise pulled the man's face up and looked into his dead eyes. "And now I have one less." He dropped the head and wiped his hands on his pants. "That's the punishment for attacking me. I'd say better luck next time, but, well you know."

[Zup]

As Warden Redhollow charged in, Kyorren placed her feet in the exact position she would need them to be to launch her attack. As the first blade swung, she stepped to the side, but had to jump back when the second blade unexpectedly came in aiming for her chest.

She was forced to bend over backwards to dodge the swing, but she had gone too far down to keep her balance. She threw her legs out and landed on her hands, then pushed them up to get back to her feet.

The first blade came in for another chop at the stomach region, but her palm smashed it downwards perpendicular to it's swing, causing it to jerk downwards. Her palm was raw after, but it wasn't important now.

Kyorren finally threw in her own attack in the form of her index and middle fingers jabbing at Redhollow's throat and chest. The Warden weaved his head to avoid the throat-aimed strikes, but was grazed on the shoulder from the third.

The prisoner twisted around and threw a high kick at the warden's head, but he blocked it with the flat of his first blade. He was forced to keep a defensive as Kyorren threw kick after kick, using the momentum from the last kick to throw out the next in a speed that was impossible to take advantage of.

Unfortunately, she had to stop the kicks and try a different approach. As the last kick was met with the flt of the blade, she took a quick hopping step to twist in a 360 degree turn, jabbing Redhollow a few times in the upper arm.

The odd numbing took pace here, too, forcing the warden to drop his weapon in shock. "What the the the the the was that?!?"

Kyorren tried to land more hits when she took a stomp to the stomach from the angered warden, throwing her to the ground. She had to spin on her back and reposition her legs to avoid three sword stabs. She managed to get to her feet in a crouching position, but suffered a loss of the ends of her hair as it was cut from the warden's blade.

Redhollow's arm returned to normal soon after, and he used this opening to pick up his blade. Kyorren used it to get back to her feet.