The Captives

[srwuga_mods]

[[Clearly locked to those who are the "Route Split" of being captured.

It's more like... classic jail cells, only updated for the future. Flat bunks for 4 people, with everything bolted down and otherwise, to keep it from being used as a weapon or escape. The holding block you're all in keeps most of you in sight of others across the hall. Clearly you can't see your neighbors, but you can hear and converse with them.

Adventus isn't inhumane, so, you're not all crowded. 4 people to a cell, so face-to-face actions are limited, but talking from cell to cell is clearly allowed.]]

(2)

A tall black man struts down the hall, accompanied by another man hunched over as though he were elderly, supported by a cane that is constantly changing colors (much like a glowstick). He also sports a rather spiffy gas mask which hides his eyes behind green LEDs. The duo is also accompanied by several armed guards to keep you kids in check.


Unleash this one and bring him to the room, LowKey.

[[IN SEPARATE THREADS, you may sign up to be brought along to a sound booth with "LowKey" and the other man. Or just yell at him from your cell. Make sure you denote that (2) in your subject line.
For Cheng, this is mandatory.]]

Comments

[rightcyclone.livejournal.com]

What are your plans? Perhaps if you help us, we could help you.

[srwuga_mods]

Oh? But you can't answer my question?

[[Suddenly, turntable scratching.]] We are at an impasse, aren't we?

[rightcyclone.livejournal.com]

[Luckily for Philip (or unluckily, depending on how you see it), he's been learning about being a detective from Shoutaro]

How about we play a game? For everything you tell me about your plans, I'll answer a question.

[srwuga_mods]

That creates it's own problem. Either one of us could lie, and neither of us get what we want.

[[LowKey strokes his goatee, pondering this as well. It is a rather interesting conundrum.]] The plan yo... is ta skip out onna contract, legally.

[rightcyclone.livejournal.com]

Fair enough. It's a matter of how much we trust the other's answers, then.

I do have a unique ability for gathering information.

What is the contract?

[srwuga_mods]

Are you able to gather information on me, here and now?

The contract is... I am Adventus's Public Relations Campaign.

[rightcyclone.livejournal.com]

I could look it up, but I can't guarantee what I'd find.

Why do you want to end it? The contract, that is.

[srwuga_mods]

I'm curious to see what all comes up.

Because I've lost my inspiration being here. I haven't lost faith in their goals but... being in one place for too long, under watch and rules... motivation and muses begin to wax and wane.

[rightcyclone.livejournal.com]

You'll have to give me Keywords to search with.

You could join us. We certainly move around a lot.

[srwuga_mods]

But I've already made enemies amongst you. Doctor Ragnarock has no place among your number. Keywords... Music. Subliminal Messages. Ragnarock. How many names come up?

[rightcyclone.livejournal.com]

[Philip repeats the Keywords, and waits for the shelves to arrange themselves. Of course, in the room, it simply looks like his eyes are closed.]

There are 8 books remaining. Each has a different name.

If you help us escape, the others would look favorable on you.

[srwuga_mods]

I assume my name is on one of them?

[[But back on point...]] I highly doubt that. I'm rather... responsible for more than a few troubles. And yours isn't the kind of group that would let things go so easily.

[rightcyclone.livejournal.com]

It is.

You would be surprised what aid people will accept, when they need it. None of us are without our sins. Some weigh heavier than others.