Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170919014737/@comment-29564364-20170926115713

(I'm still typing up my reply because it's rather long on top of all the distractions going on, so you can go ahead withou me. Just make sure not to forget to check back and answer once you see "[Done]" at the end.)

Outside, a circle of purplish pink energy draws itself a couple meters away from the prison's front gate and three individuals walk out of it before is disappears. The first one appears to be a young man in his late teens. He has long brown hair and his ember eyes burn with licks of golden flames. The girl, a bit younger [insert description here] (I don't have one for her yet). And finally... INMATE ALPHA-2947?!?!

Matt: "So this is where he is..." He wonders, looking up at the imposing fortification surrounding the building. "This place doesn't really lives up to its name. I thought it was Ironwall, not Concretewall."

Alpha: "Weren't you supposed to teleport us inside?"

Gwen: "Yes, but for some reason, I couldn't. There's something in the way."

Matt: "So what do we do now? I suppose we're not going to bust in, beat everyone up and ask questions after."

Alpha: "Rightly deduced. That's Omega's style, not ours. Let's take a diplomatic approach and try to figure out what the hell did Lescatie do to them to trigger such an extreme reaction before we jump to conclusions."

Matt: "Don't forget to pass by TJK's cell. I still want to know how he got there."

Alpha: "But more importantly, who that goblin is, how she usurped the Trieste's command and why."

While we were speaking, Gwen was already approaching the building, blindly scanning the area in front of her with her right hand. As we join her, she halts her step and opens her eyes. "I knew I felt something!" She casts a magic circle and presses her hand against it, revealing a semitransparent dome of magical energy covering the entirety of the facility, which then goes as quickly as it came. "That's why I couldn't teleport us in!"

Matt sets a foot forward reaching over his right shoulder into his back. "A magical barrier? Leave it to me." He unsheathes a single-edged broadsword of monstrous dimensions and brings it over his head, ready to strike.

Alpha & Gwen: "Wait!"

Alpha: "Remember that we're just visitors here. Unless you want to become TJK's roommate?"

Gwen: "It's not necessary anyway." She simply walks past the now invisible barrier without any problem. "See? It's not a physical barrier, it's a seal."

Matt: "Oh yeah, that's right. And you who just talked about not jumping to conclusions. I feel kinda dumb now..." He apologizes, rubbing the back of his head while he puts away his weapon.

Alpha: "It's a five star security prison where are sent some of the world's most dangerous criminals, both humans and monsters, so it would make sense for them to put up something to weaken the inmates' magic..." A moment of silence follows the end of my sentence. "So! We're not going to just stand around aren't we?" I walk up to the post and present myself to the camera.

"Fort Ironwall does not allow visits to inmates." The speaker speaks.

Alpha: "We're not here to visit an inmate. We request to meet with Fort Ironwall's director over an action that was carried out b-"

"The prison is currently locked down following a red level emergency situation. We are closed to visitors at the moment. Please, come back later." The voice then hangs up, cutting the line.

The three of us: "... •_•"

Gwen: "What do we do now? Do we just come back later like they said?"

Matt: "Or do you now want me to knock instead?"

"Oh well." I shrug, "Who said we needed a door anyway? I was just trying to be polite here, but since this is clearly not reciprocal, I guess we'll have to invite ourselves in." I continue forward and disappear through the steel door, my hands soon peaking back out of it. "You coming?" My friends grab one each and I pull them through.

Gwen: "Ugh, I hate that feeling of weightlessness. It always makes me feel dizzy..."

Alpha: "Finally, some reception!" I exclaim upon turning around, finding ourselves before the reception committee: three dozen armed guards and their rifles pointing their barrels at us.

The group splits in two, making way to a Manticore who steps up to the front. "Well, well, well. If it isn't inmate Alpha-2947. We don't know how or when you escaped, but coming back sure wasn't the smartest of moves."

Alpha: Oh, yeah, I forgot that some of them were sent here... "I'm a visitor, not an inmate. We may be alike on the outside, but trust me, we're much, much different on the inside."

Warden: "You'll have to try something better than that pathetic lie to deceive me. I've been working here for thirteen years now and this is the seventh worst lie I've ever heard from an inmate!"

Alpha: "You can look at the video footage of whichever cell he's into and you'll see that he's still there. But regardless, I'm not here to fight, so would you bring us to the director? I have some questions to ask."

Warden: "BWAHAHAHAHA!! I try to avoid laughing in service, but that was quite a good one. The only place you'll be brought to is behind bars! Once this mess of a situation is cleared up, I'll personally see to have you arrogant little worm publicly raped. It'll serve as both a lesson for you and an example of what happens to those who dare attempt an escape. Alright boys, fill those three clowns with (Demon Realm) lead and throw them into the dungeon!"

In response, I project a 180° hard light screen around my friends and me, deflecting the incoming projectiles. "I told you I'm not here to fight. You can fire to your heart's contempt until your magazines are empty, such low caliber bullets won't get through this photonic screen."

Warden: "Then stop resisting and you won't have to. You already have infraction on restricted property, you don't want refusal to comply to be added to the list, do you?"

Alpha: "Meh. I've been around for so long not giving a shit about the law that I've lost the count of the amount of charges against me. Adding one or two more charges would be like adding a drop of water to the ocean."

Warden: "You might not care, but have you thought about your friends? It would be bad for them if-"

Matt: "I was well aware of that when I signed up to join the crew, and yet, I still did."

Gwen: "Yep, we're sailing the same boat."

Seeing that the barrier would manifestly not give in and the failure of her psychological attack, she grits her teeth in annoyance before ordering her squad to withhold fire since a few of her men were hit by the ricocheting bullets. "Your resistance is rather annoying for a spec. It looks like I'll have to scrub harder."

The guards all whip out their electric and preparing for direct physical assault while, on our part, I lower my holographic shielding, Matt unsheathes his weapon and Gwen prepares a magic circle as the three of us assume a battle stance. "That says more about your strength than it does about the resistance of the spec." I smugly reply.

Warden: "Grrr... Know your place, you insolent scum!" She growls as she lunges at me, claws first.

Alpha: "Stick together. I'll calm down the big cat."

[Done]

(Alpha: Wait, did you just cut the whole nuke barrage part?

Oh yeah, I forgot about that reply. Well, you couldn't detonate them before they reached their target because of the radioactive fallout over the land, you couldn't deflect them for the same reason and sending them into space wouldn't have worked wither because they can't reach escape velocity, so that leaves only one option.

Alpha: So we disarmed them...

Then you came to the prison with the mobile base to investigate.

Alpha: I guess you're not going to finish that reply, aren't you?

Bah. No one would bother going back to read it anyway.

Alpha: And what about the crashing ship from even earlier?

Dropped. Three storylines at once were too much for me to handle and the RP took a different turn anyway, so it's too late to go back now. There will surely be other opportunities for Omega's visit, but for now, let's stick to that.)