Open RP Post

[nor_iron_bars]

[This is an open RP post for my original character, Jailbreak.]







She's part of a collaborative plotline with several other roleplayers here on dreamwidth. Quoting from another RPer's journal, their setting is roughly summarized as:

"Modern Earth, but with magic-wielding humans called Mages who fight monsters to protect humanity. Mages can be magical girls, sentai heroes, or a variety of other kinds of flashy defenders of humanity, but the powers are fundamentally the same, and manifest at an early age - usually around 10-13. Mages fight monsters in savage battles of survival until they turn 18, at which time they surrender their powers so that magical energy can be recycled for the next wave of Mages to be able to defend humanity.

The thing is, this setup is a lie, perpetrated by a massive 300-year-old conspiracy. Its originators, the Elder Magi, are humans who hoard magical power to live forever as gods in the shadows of the world. Magic isn't actually a non-renewable resource - when a Mage offers up their powers, it's the power they were born with, not power recycled from others. The power taken from the Mages at age 18 is crystalized and put in the vaults of the Elder Magi so that they can continue to amass metaphysical wealth, living eternally in luxury and letting the youth do all the hard work of fighting the monsters drawn to Earth by its steadily increasing concentration of magic.

This story isn't named yet, but it's about young people realizing that they've been lied to by older generations about the form of a society built to exploit their suffering, and those kids getting mad and rising up to tear down the system that torments them to seize their own happy endings when the adults fail to help them."

Jail, in particular, is a shady gleefully obnoxious mess who ditched the whole magical hero thing after her familiar died and ran off to become a petty criminal. Basically imagine Han Solo by way of Kyouko Sakura.

Definitely not limited to people who are part of her canon storyline, though- feel free to post here if you'd like to RP with her, regardless.

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[ax_iom]

[News swept over the nation practically overnight. Lily, the face of magical girls, the hero, the ideal all mages aspired to... had turned traitor. She had kept her powers. She had attacked, caused immense damage, and fled into the night.

And merely weeks later, Lily shows up to find Jail. She knew her, once upon a time. A shady contact. The kind she had never agreed with. Lily was too good- too noble to deal with criminals. But now that she knows the truth....

She approaches Jail. But her left arm is bleeding heavily, her forehead has a cut bleeding into one eye, her clothes are burned... She looks like she just got out of a battle.]

Iron Maiden...?

[nor_iron_bars]

[She'd only known her in passing, a brief meeting where she'd admired the strength of will to go out and fight so young and worried about the fact that she had to.]

[Of course, Lily didn't have to, but she hadn't known that then, being a lot younger and dumber herself- at least in her own opinion.]

[They'd both moved on and hadn't seen each other again, but it had been just enough to leave her with a name to remember. Iron Maiden hadn't been that famous even at the height of her popularity, but her dropping off the grid completely had been enough to spark rumors, especially when a girl with a suspiciously similar powerset had turned up on the shadier side of things and started making a name for herself there.]

Nah, not these days.

[She looks Lily up and down, taking in the injuries, and holds out a hand to her.]

But if you wanna do business with Jailbreak, then you've come to the right girl.

[Even when she heard the famous Lily had gone rouge, she'd never really expected her to remember the name- no one ever really bothered to, back then. But she wouldn't turn her away. That was one of the nice things about being a criminal- not much judgement, morally speaking. It wasn't like you had a leg to stand on there, if you'd been in the business any length of time.]

[ax_iom]

[She shakes her head.

She doesn't take the hand- Mostly because her one arm is bleeding heavily and she doesn't want to move it, and the other... Well, she's wary. Anyone could want to capture her...]

I can't... stay long. But I... I heard you... you're like I am now.

[nor_iron_bars]

"Like I am"... like what, you're planning on taking up a life of crime? Never thought I'd see the day.

[Jail leans back against her car, crossing her arms slowly and raising an eyebrow at Lily.]

Don't know how to tell you this, princess, but usually that much blood being on the outside is bad. Unless you've added super-healing to that list of powers- which would be a pretty fucking ridiculous combo, considering how tough you already are- you're gonna need to take care of that arm soonest.

[She tilts her head, and somehow even under the gas mask you can just know she's grinning.]

Not that I don't think you can kick my ass one-handed, but why make life harder than it has to be? Promise I don't overcharge for bandages, scout's honor.

[This woman was never a girl scout in her life and we all know it. ...but she does seem honest about the offer of medical help.]

[ax_iom]

I'm not going to...

[She trails off, breathing hard.]

It- It doesn't matter. You must already know about what- What I did...

[She's wobbling... She's lost a lot of blood.]

I can't... be me anymore...

[nor_iron_bars]

[She sighs and spreads her hands, looking Lily in the eyes.]

Yeah, I've heard a lot of things about you lately- and I've seen a lot of worse things than you, over the years. Probably done worse, if it comes down to that.

I'm not gonna tell you who to be, but whoever you are should sit the fuck down before you fall over.

quiplash.

[accidentallich]

A full house tonight! I'm excited to play this for the first time with everyone. I haven't seen it before, but Jail says it'll be fun.

[And as always, he 100% believes anything Jail says.]

Should we get started?

[nor_iron_bars]

[Onscreen, an icon of an adorable cartoon blue jay lights up as a woman's voice snickers.] Well, I said I'd have fun. [Making sure she's having a good time is pretty much Jail's primary goal in life. This can be good or bad for whoever's in the vicinity, depending on how things go.]

Looks like we're good to go- starting round one in three... two... [While the audience receives their participation question, the screen displays the players' first question to answer:]

The unbelievable new pizza topping of the future will be ______.

[accidentallich]

Close enough.

[Gershom would trust Jail with his life? Why this.

Futuristic pizza topping... He doesn't know that much about pizza from experience, he didn't have much of a sense of taste by the time pizza became a Thing. But it has to be funny, not good, right?]

Powdered gold

[...he's not sure he's that funny of a person.]

[nor_iron_bars]

Pineapple, but for aliens.

[Well, Jail thinks he's funny.]

Aaand now the voting begins. Survey says?

[accidentallich]

[It's a pretty even split, but Jail's gets more.]

Oh, that was you! Good job.

[Next is one of the other players vs. another one of the players, answering: A fun thing to think about during mediocre sex.

'Being done with sex' vs. 'Ekkehardt/Gershom fic']

Oh, um, that's... well...

[nor_iron_bars]

Y'know, now that I think about it, I'd be surprised if some rich dude hasn't done that already. After the Goldschlager gummy bears, it was only a matter of time.

[Jail votes for the second one with no hesitation whatsoever. As do the overwhelming majority of the other players.]

At least somebody in that scenario gets to have a good time, even if they're fictional. [You're... welcome???]

[accidentallich]

[Betrayal?? Betrayal of the highest order???

It goes without saying that Gershom votes for the one that isn't about him.]

It's not- we aren't-

This is one of those times when I shouldn't look at the chat, isn't it.

[He's usually pretty diligent about paying attention to the chat and responding to anything directed at him, but sometimes...]

[nor_iron_bars]

Hoo boy, yeah. [Jail chuckles under her breath, clicking a few things on her side of the the complicated computer setup.] C'mon guys, you know the rules by now. Don't make me ban a motherfucker.

[Her rule over the chat is iron-fisted and erratic, but... fair-ish? Sort of?] He is single these days, though. Just saying.

[The next question pops up, and Jail casually answers it with Advertisements for logging companies, leaving Gershom to contemplate both his own feelings on Ekkehardt's current relationship status and the answer to "What is the most unsettling thing you could find growing on a tree?" on his own.]

[accidentallich]

[They're just sharing fic recs for RPF smut, Jail, it's fine(?).

The cat avatar on the screen lights up as Gershom makes a sound that can be approximately typed as 'hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'. He almost forgets to answer the prompt.]

Human heads

[nor_iron_bars]

[Look, it's right there in the rules that all porn must be e-mailed directly to her, not posted in the chat. She doesn't know what to tell you people.]

[Without even looking up from the screen, Jail reaches over and companionably pats him on the shoulder.]

On the bright side, you're winning this time. [She forgives your lack of appreciation for the subtle horror-comedy of advertising your own destruction, viewers.]

[accidentallich]

[He'd hide his face in his hands but he doesn't want to make the mic sound weird.]

I liked yours better.

[Let's just talk about the game and not his relationship status.]

[nor_iron_bars]

[Pat pat. It's okay, she loves you even though you're a gay mess.]

I was gonna go with "single-ply toilet paper", but I changed it at the last minute. Kinda regretting that, honestly.

[accidentallich]

What is toilet paper made of, actually?

[The next one is a question for two of the viewers on stream - hopefully this one isn't shipping??]

[nor_iron_bars]

[Jail pauses and blinks, legitimately sidetracked by the question.]

...Really thin paper? I think? [The question onscreen goes unnoticed as she frowns.] Like, you make regular paper from wood, right? So tissue paper and that kinda shit is probably also wood based. ...Unless it's synthetic or something these days?

Chat, google this shit for me, it's gonna bug me if I don't know now. You don't have to tell me the truth, but any lies you come up with have to be really funny.

[accidentallich]

[Answers include: the truth, which is 'recycled paper pulp'; 'singing bear fur if Charmin has taught me anything'; and 'bees?']

That Charmin commercial is stuck in my head now.

[nor_iron_bars]

[A solemn nod:] Bees. [Jail appreciates you, chat.]

Welp, there we go: it's clearly bees and/or bears. Definitely some kind of woodland creature, anyway. Nature is beautiful.

[As they proceed through the next couple rounds of other people's turns, Jail is singing under her breath to the tune of the Charmin jingle ("Bee bee bee, bees bees~"), which probably isn't helping poor Gershom get it out of his head.]

Looks like we're up again- pfft. [Jail sees the question and stifles a snicker. It might just be coincidence, but this game seems to have it out for somebody tonight, whether he deserves it or not.]

Why is Valentine's Day canceled now?

[accidentallich]

Nature is incredible, nu?

[Says the man who barely experiences nature...

He'll deal with the jingle stuck in his head because Jail's singing is nice. Although he may permanently have the lyrics replaced with 'bees'.]

Mass chocolate allergies

[nor_iron_bars]

A "heated gamer moment" caught on live camera.

[Mercifully, the only thing that happens on this channel when people get upset is some really creative swearing. Jail knows how to say "fuck" in most modern languages, at this point.]

[Really, for a gaming duo that consists of an internationally wanted criminal and a dead man, it's surprisingly wholesome.]

[accidentallich]

[Gershom has probably said a swear word in his thousand years of life, but not where anyone else could hear it.]

A Valentine's-related gamer moment? Are we playing an otome?

[nor_iron_bars]

Hey, there's an idea. [The urge to get him to play Dream Daddy is immediate. It'd be hilarious.]

[...besides, she's not quite cruel enough to make him suffer through Doki Doki Literature Club unprepared.]

Could be fun, if we can find one that's not, y'know. Extremely heterosexual.

[accidentallich]

[Immediately goes for the goth dad, is only a little embarrassed about it.]

Isn't there one about birds? Oh - or! I've heard there's one about poetry? I haven't watched any of the Youtube reaction videos, but they keep getting recommended to me...

[danger will robinson]

[nor_iron_bars]

[Oh shit, red alert.]

Eh, I hear that one's more of a parody subversion kinda thing. Probably better not to fuck with it until we try some more classic examples of the genre, right?

[Crisis... hopefully delayed, at least, if not actually averted.]

[accidentallich]

Oh, of course. We wouldn't be able to appreciate it properly.

[the chat is full of crying emoji. protect gershom he is too pure.]

[nor_iron_bars]

[Gershom protection squad for life. Perfect bone meal cinnamon roll to good for this world, too pure.]

I hear there's one with a bunch of single dads about balancing parenting and dating and shit. Sound cute and reasonably gay.

[CRISIS DELAYED hopefully she can just procrastinate on this one until it goes away, maybe.]

[accidentallich]

Oh, that sounds delightful! But we should play a lesbian game after that, to be fair.

[Jail probably plays all the lesbian games on her own time but still.]

[nor_iron_bars]

Aw fuck yeah, I got one with giant robots all lined up. [She appreciates you, Gershom. She also appreciates ladies smooching in space.]

[At least Heaven Will Be Mine is unlikely to traumatize him, even if he may find Saturn, uh. Hauntingly familiar, personality-wise.]

One for me, one for you, and we can let chat vote on a third one? That way everything stays fair.

[Doki Doki Literature Club will not be included in the poll and no, she's not giving you people a write-in option. She knows better.]

[accidentallich]

Do you get to date the giant robots?

[I played We Know The Devil and cried my eyes out, are you sure he won't be traumatized.]

[nor_iron_bars]

If you can't in the game, you'll definitely be able to in my fanfiction.

[By the game, probably not. By Jail's fanfic, possibly. But he knew what he was getting into when he befriended her.]

[The other players finish up their turn.]

Welp, looks like next round's us, let's see what we got.

[accidentallich]

[A bad name for a soda brand.]

"""Apple Juice"""

[With quotes included.

Gershom has never claimed to be 100% mature. Especially not around Jail.]

[nor_iron_bars]

Pipse.

[Jail takes one look at Gershom's answer and cackles gleefully.]

Yeah, fuck it, I'm voting for that one. You win this round.

[And he thinks he isn't funny.]

[accidentallich]

You're a good influence on my sense of humor.

[She is a terrible influence on his sense of humor.]

[nor_iron_bars]

[Fondly:] I've never been a good influence in my life and you know it.

[She's been an influence, she'll give him that much.]

[accidentallich]

That's not true. My life is better having you in it.

[Gershom used Sincerity! It's super effective?]