Prison Realms RP

[Marvelous Miscreant]

The dragon is still after that guy from earlier, so I can sneak past it and continue on my way. I've got to find some sort of exit.

[Philote]

I poke the new guy to double check that he is real, which is promptly responded to with a glare at me.

I follow him down the tunnel, the farther we go the darker it gets, but it is better than turning around to face the dragons we can hear echoing behind us. Every now and then I hear footsteps, but am unable to find the source.

[GreenDay]

I swoop down to meet you, having evaded the horde and the dragon.

"Hello, who might you be, fellow prisoners?"

[Celadon's Penultimate]

"Not now, weirdo, I'm trying to get out this door!" I keep pushing and pushing but it won't budge.

The dragon has his head entirely in now. HIS HEAD IS LONG AS A BUS.

I begin to pound at the door before realizing that the door has been barricaded from the other side.

I may have to use my powers for this one.

"Cover your ears."

I breathe in as much air as I can, and exhale a powerful Sonic Scream, which blows back the doors and everything blocking them. I trudge outside triumphantly, only to realize the thing's tail reaches just outside the door. DANG, this thing is big. Better get going. NOW.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I back track around the prison. I know that the tunnel those two went into has to let out somewhere. Using my keen sense of logic, I estimate where it could let out and wait. I must be careful so the Dragon does not see or hear me.

[Zaleramancer]

"Idiots." I muttered as I moved over a pile of rubble.

"Loud Idiots" I amended, after hearing a ear shattering screech. I turn a corner, sliding along the wall when I see. A scaly tail.  A scaly dragon tail. That I had somehow not been aware of. Directly across it I saw a few figures standing, looking rather disappointed. After a few seconds of considering it, my better nature wins out over desire for stealth.

"Hurry up and move over here", I hiss.  

[neogenetica]

I hear huge screeches coming from the south and head towards it. I move rapidly by opening two hammer space portals within line of sight, going in one, and coming out the other. When I arrive I see a...dragon? This place is more dangerous than I anticipated. I focus and create a coating of portals over my hands and strike the ground. A large portion vanishes in a crater. Time to fight something decent this time.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

"And I suppose you had a better way to get past the door?" I snap back to the Polar Elf.

I stop in mid-insult when I see a very small Pyrausta. It's too fast for me to swat away. Then a few more come along. The smallest lands on a bar on the door, and gives the scrawniest little squeak you ever did hear.

It makes me chuckle a bit, but my laugh is quickly shut up. The tail that dangled over the prison entrance now retracts over the top floor. Another monstrous call. And a crash heard from behind me.

Oh, snap. He's inside the prison.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I watch as three people exit a tunnel near the dragon’s tail. I simply watch and wait; there is no need to make myself known to them. I will content myself to following them until I know if they can assist me or not.

[jester_of_god]

"Noise, to much noise" I'm wandering down a long dark hallway. It's too dark to see but I can sense at least five others in the same uilding as me, one is trying to eat too others. I pick up a telekinetically pick up a femur, it disentigrates in my hands, I do the smae to a metal bar and smash it against the wall leaving a large gash. "Better."

OOC: Sorry I'm tired, I already typed it once in this thing and the internet messed up, I'll retype it to make it more detailed later.

[Philote]

I Hear the dragon plunge into the jail and quickly squish any of the dragonflies nearby so that they can no longer alter the larger beast.

I materialize some iron bars to block the tunnel behind us, I'm not sure how effective this will work, but if the dragon had trouble getting into the jail then they should buy us some time, or at least make the dragon go down a different path.

I run outside with the rest of the strangers and eventually we end up on a set of stairs heading up the side of a cliff that is connected to the jail. When we are about halfway up the wall next to us vanishes as if it was never there and a new swarm of the dragonflies encircle us.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

I'm not quite sure where we are right now, but at least we've escape the dragon. Or so I hope. I can still hear it in the distance. And I'm not sure if I just saw something pass overhead. It could have been a cloud. Or the dragon.

This feeling is NOT fun. Oh, well, now we've made our way away from that thing (at least for now), I wan to know who the heck I'm running with.

"Alright, I'm Sean Cassidy. I go by Vox. Any of you have names?"

[GreenDay]

"I don't know my real name, but some cal me Fallen Angel, or more commonly, GreenDay.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

I follow the group of prisoners as they flee. Soon they begin to speak to each other. I try t get closer to them since they may say something important. I need to know if I can trust them. I listen, but I can just barely hear them...

"......Vox. Any of you have names?...."

[Philote]

"Codename is Philote" (Maybe i'll upgrade his name later)

"I don't think we are clear of the dragonflies just yet, don't let your guard down"

[Zaleramancer]

Does that name sound familiar, I think.

"Annd I'm Ahslyor." I say sarcastically, "Now that we've introduced ourselves, let's all sit down and discuss our feelings."

I cross my arms and lean against a wall.

"It's not like we have a huge dragon out to eat us or anything."

[GreenDay]

I begin assembling a large mechanism to combat the dragon with. I am spawning lots of small mechanical parts, and they are flying together to form it.

[Celadon's Penultimate]

"Then I suppose I should've just left YOUR frosty butt back in the prison while I found my OWN way out...You're welcome, by the way"

Turning huffily from the stench of Mr. Polar Elf's attitude, I turn back to see that, much to my disgruntled disdain, he IS right. The Pyrausta are hot on our trail. And I mean HOT.

What's worse, the doors of the prison burst open, and in a split second, the front wall comes bursting out, with a blue flame erupting from the mouth of a nearly-invisible night dragon.

The running-time, she comes.

[GreenDay]

I finish assembling the mobile heavy artillery unit, and open fire on the dragon.

[Marvelous Miscreant]

As I listen to the group introduce themselfs...The Dragon returns along with dozens of smaller Dragonflies...