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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-02-20 03:51 pm

open | event | Jailhouse Rock!

Characters: Team Delta; also, everyone!
Date: February 17th (through 24th)
Location: The prison beneath the Palace of Landed Sky
Situation: Troublemakers caught rooting around the broken areas of the shell have been rounded up for indefinite (OOC: until the 24th) incarceration (after which point the shell will be repaired and the final phase of the event underway). Some will get a special visitor, others may get supervised visits from friends, and others still may be jailed together!
Warnings/Rating: Incarceration; to be updated as needed.

OOC Note: This is the second phase the three phase February metaplot event! Characters caught unlawfully breaching the containment and repair areas of the turtle's shell will be (generally) brought straight to the prison, having been arrested and escorted primarily by Raylan's taskforce. The majority of these arrests, if threaded out, should occur on the initial log for this event, but a thread header for arrests and escorts is provided here!

Prison | Palace of Landed Sky
Overview
Each Sector has one central police station with holding cells meant for overnight infractions and common misdemeanours. These cells are solid, but not infallible to the experienced escape artist. They, however, are nothing to the cellblocks neatly built within the shell beneath the Palace of Landed Sky as those brought in will quickly learn. This prison is built beneath the palace itself and its walls are hewn out from the turtle's shell. The floors run quite deep, though only the most dangerous criminals are kept in the lowest levels.

Ambiance
The calming effect found at Tu Vishan's head is prevalent in the dungeon and, in fact, is one of the primary means in which prisoners are contained via their complacence. However, with the damages to shell and flesh, Tu Vishan has become distracted and the normally peaceful aura has become inconsistent, with flashes of normalcy, anxiety, and pain noted by all in the area.

All powers are likewise usually contained in the prison, but the field controlling that has become unstable with Tu Vishan's injury. Powers can be inconsistently accessed, with their strengths varying between barely accessible to fully available for use.

Initial & Processing
Upon arrival at the Palace of Landed Sky, all are directed to the right and walk down a long set of stairs with guards posted at landings/intervals which begin at thirty feet and slowly decrease to ten feet. At this point, the taskforce is relieved of their prisoners and a note made to record how many Foreigners (or kedan, in some cases) they have brought in. That is where the role of the taskforce ends and the guards begin.

All prisoners are first funnelled into one of three processing 'tanks' -- large cells situated in a connecting line that each hold between twenty and thirty human-sized bodies. The average time spent in the drop tank (as it is referred to by the guards) runs to three hours during times of rest. They've experienced a spike of business, so to speak, since the shell broke and Eshai's post on the network warning the Foreigners away. Kedan were first to be found on the wrong side of the containment line, having no central warning system such as the consoles to keep them away, but the Foreigner count in the prison has been slowly increasing the longer it takes the repairs to be completed. Currently, a new arrival can expect a wait of up to twelve hours in these cells. The facilities of these holding tanks are minimal, with benches provided and sparse snacks dispersed every four-to-six hours. Prisoners needing to use the other type of facilities are expected to call for a guard and be escorted to-from their business.

Once they've reached the front of the processing queue, they are called to the front by the guards and escorted to a small interrogation room in which they are asked what amounts to tombstone information (name, age, race, suite, etc). These rooms are moderately lit and cooperation is encouraged with the provision of a meal (noodle bowls with meat, vegetables, and broth). They are relieved of extraneous possessions, but left with their surface clothes for the interim with all possessions returned on their release day. (OOC: This interview is generally handwaved; contact Alex at [plurk.com profile] reignsdown or by PM to this account if you would like to thread it and she will provide an NPC to interact with.)

From here, the prisoners are assigned a cell with up to six others and so begins their indeterminate incarceration (OOC: which, unknown to them, will end after February 24th).

Prisoner Life
Each six-person cell is moderately sized with a small partition for toilet use to block cellmates from view, but not from the cell across the hall. There are six beds, lined up on two walls and bunked three high. This gives each cell a rather high ceiling compared to what one might expect. There is a long desk surface with a bench that stretches between the bunks; up to three may sit abreast on this bench at any one time. These desks date from a time when books and papers were more commonplace on Tu Vishan and prisoners were allowed them; nowadays, they are simply a lounging surface for the majority of prisoners.

The cells are emptied each day at dawn and the half the prisoners on each floor sent to the mess hall and half to a large room where they are instructed to walk or run laps for physical exercise. After an hour, these groups are switched to allow the other food/exercise, whichever they were lacking. Meals in this prison generally consist of noodles or rice, vegetables, and a sparse selection of meat with water being the primary source of hydration.

From there, the prisoners on each floor are broken down into teams of ten and assigned work tasks that range from textiles (ex: building/repairing paper lanterns) to upkeep (ex: janitorial duties, laundering, assistance to the kitchens). There is no prison library to attend to and all prisoners are expected to do their part, just as they would on the surface.

They are gathered four hours before dusk and the rotation between exercise and food is repeated. Oftentimes dinner will include a glass of watered down nectar or thin wafers as a form of dessert to differentiate the meals. Then all are ushered back to their cells for a two-hour downtime until night and lights-out.

Bathing and showers are arranged every second day, after the evening meal and exercise. Kedan and Foreigner prisoners are separated for this and provided group bathing facilities with a time limit of one hour to get, clean up, and get out.

Delta Team
Life for Delta Team matches that of the other prisoners, though they will have an NPC visitor one evening that will change things rather significantly. (OOC: A separate thread header has been provided for this group of characters in which to freely interact with one another in the cell before the NPC arrives.)

OOC: Thread headers (and starters for the teams) are provided in the comments area of this post!
fotia: (I SET FIRE TO THE RAIN)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-03 10:01 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, come on, never heard of giving credit where credit is due? [Totally not his way of praising everyone around him because he thinks he's worthless, nope!]
seriouslytwisted: (uh NO not gonna do that)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-04 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
Sure yeah, if that's what you wanna call it.

[Nope. Raphael has not heard of that, because he is the jerk variety of person. When he compliments people, it is only to their face and very vague and with the threat of kicking their ass should they repeat it to someone else.]
fotia: (//I FEEL HER I SEE HER)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-04 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[GOD Raphael, you're such a jerk.

Leo's attention is seized by the paper in his hand. Somehow he's origami'd it into the shape of a lettuce, and he remembers something about it being part of a turtle's diet. Or something.

Do turtles eat lettuce? He's not really sure now; he's a machine guy, not an animal lover. But he grins anyway and hands it over to the turtle dude with a grin.]


Lettuce?
seriouslytwisted: (uh huh.)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-04 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Raph, meanwhile, is twisting a wire frame into the shape of a sai. He glances down at the paper lettuce Leo's holding out to him and contemplates stabbing through it with his sai.

...sure let's do that.]
fotia: (THIS BURNING DESIRE)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-05 07:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Uh, RUDE!!

No actually this is pretty funny. Leo just glances at the murdered lettuce in amusement.]


Hey! Nice sai.
seriouslytwisted: (ugh FINE)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-05 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
[wow kid, does NOTHING piss you off?

Raph extricates the paper from his sai and yep, there come the guards to confiscate it and shove him back over to the table to make more stupid lanterns. Fine. He'll do that for a few more minutes before he has another outburst.]


Who're you, anyway?
fotia: (//I FEEL HER I SEE HER)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-05 07:48 am (UTC)(link)
[NOT WHEN HE'S DOING THE TROLLING, NOPE.]

Leo Valdez, Lord of Awesome. Please, hold the gawking and the shameless admiration. And who are you?
seriouslytwisted: (uh HUH.)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-05 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
[...are you sure your name isn't "Mikey" because that introduction.]

Raphael.
fotia: (THE SUNLIGHT CAUGHT IN RAVEN HAIR)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-05 10:30 am (UTC)(link)
Hey. [short wave!] So what did you do to get in here and partake in this lovely arts and crafts session?
seriouslytwisted: (oh yeah i'm down with that)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-06 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
[No way in hell is he admitting he got caught right on the surface when this little hippie made it all the way down into the sewers.]

Killed a guy.
fotia: (LET IT BURN WHILE I CRIED)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-06 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[okay that makes him pause just a bit]

Seriously?
seriouslytwisted: (uh huh.)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-06 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
Yup. Snapped his neck. He was giving me a hard time, so I kicked him and he went down like a sack of potatoes.

[raph stop]
fotia: (GOODNESS GRACIOUS GREAT BALLS OF FIRE)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-06 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
[DUDE]

Uh... Wow. That's kind of harsh, isn't it?

[congratulations you made him uncomfortable!]
seriouslytwisted: (how do i put this)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-06 06:50 am (UTC)(link)
[oh boy oh boy]

Yeah, probably should've stopped at just breaking his jaw...
fotia: (LET IT BURN WHILE I CRIED)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-06 09:13 am (UTC)(link)
Riiight... You should have probably stopped earlier than that, to be honest.

[can you see him inching away a bit? because he is totally inching away a bit.]
seriouslytwisted: (heeeeere's JOHNNY)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-06 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Hey, everybody's got their coping mechanisms, right? Some guys take up knitting, or do community service.

I kill people. No big.
fotia: AND YOU RATTLE MY BRAIN (//YOU SHAKE MY NERVES)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-08 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
It's probably a pretty big deal to the people you just killed!
seriouslytwisted: (ixnay on the onkeymay)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-08 08:28 am (UTC)(link)
Hey hey hey.

Person. Just the one. I'm not crazy, y'know.
fotia: YOUR NAAAAAAAME (CAUSE I HEARD IT SCREAMING OUT YOUR NAME)

OOPS I AM SLOW sob

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-12 02:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, because that makes everything so much better, right?
Edited 2013-03-12 14:30 (UTC)
seriouslytwisted: (heeeeere's JOHNNY)

WHAT WHY

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-13 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Hahaha, this kid is getting so bothered by this. It's really entertaining.]

You got a problem with how I handle my business?

I don't like people who tell me how to handle my business. Makes me kind of angry.
fotia: (GOODNESS GRACIOUS GREAT BALLS OF FIRE)

I MEAN WITH TAGGING ;;

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-16 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Leo's hands are working on something new with the wiring now, because he totally thinks this guy is serious. It doesn't help that the calming effect seems to be fading from him, either.]

It's kind of my business too if you could potentially murder me or someone else, you know! [Because for all his faults he's still a good guy deep inside and omg harming people is not okay??

And if this doesn't end with them both getting dragged back to their cells I will cry]
Edited 2013-03-16 04:39 (UTC)
seriouslytwisted: (YEAH BEATDOWN TIME)

OH SERIOUSLY IT'S NO PROBLEM, WE ALL GOT LIVES TO LIVE

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-16 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[OH DEAR YES that calming thing IS wearing off, isn't it?]

Okay, so now it's our business. [Raph cracks his knuckles, and just the sound of it ramps up his adrenaline. Yesssss a fight.] How 'bout we resolve this the humane way?

[raph a fist fight is not humane

-oops, and the guards are grouping together and staring at them. This isn't going to end well at all, is it?]
fotia: (IS BLAZING ME OUT OF ALL CONTROL)

[personal profile] fotia 2013-03-17 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Spoilers: Leo is pretty bad at hand-to-hand combat, even with the training at camp. But he can't use his fire powers, and there aren't enough tools to come up with a robot that can fight for him or whatever. So a club hammer made of wiring as a weapon will have to do.

He leaps up on his chair for no good reason—blame it on the turtle's anxiety trips—and raises his hammer.]


Yeah, I think we should!

[Never mind that he completely misses the whole point of being humane either...

And at that, the kedan guards leave their posts and start approaching them, cautiously for now.]
seriouslytwisted: (ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW)

[personal profile] seriouslytwisted 2013-03-19 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, they'll probably approach a little less cautiously once Raph laughs and Leo's 'weapon' and tries to kick out the chair from underneath him.

Three guards pile on top of Raphael and shove him against the ground, pull his arms behind his back.]


Oh come on! This is such bull!