First Scare | Video

[shadowbound]

[The video feed comes to life, revealing one of the cabins. Limited light filters in from the window, drapes pulled closed, but a single candle lit up the desk in which a figure sat at.

The flame flickers, revealing a man's face, highlighting his displeased face. With his lips pursed, silver eyes narrow at the video feed, which changed to gold whenever the light from the candle shone in their direction.

Those eyes roll in their sockets, and the man looks away, his face enveloped in shadows once more.]

This is ridiculous. [He mutters into the darkness, exhaling heavily through his nostrils.]

Reduced to nothing but almost a mere mortal. [The spirit lifts his hand, his eyes concentrating on it. But for the nth time, nothing came. His hand shook and the side of his fist slams onto the desk.]

Locked up like some criminal. Unacceptable. This is no place for me. [His hand soon rests on his face, running down the front of it, pulling at skin.]

What am I even talking about; no one will hear me on this thing. Why even bother?

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[megamind]

Nah, they'll totally hear you. Hello, then. I'm Megamind, a warden, and you are obviously a new inmate. Welcome to the Good Ship Redemption, otherwise known as the 'barge'.

Guessing nobody's filled you in, huh?

[kingofnightmares]

[He has to take a moment to register that someone has acknowledged him. Perhaps this place made him visible to all? Even... blue aliens.]

That would be preferable, yes. I'd like to know why on earth I was stripped down to this state of almost being a mortal. I didn't think true law enforcement would come into play when dealing with spirits and their actions.

[megamind]

Yeah, uh, true law enforcement would probably do the same. Or worse. At least, all factors being equal and good, you'll get out of here to your life, or anywhere else you want to go, and-- do whatever it is you need to do to be happy and hale at home!

Better than a six by eight cell, promise.

[worldofviolentlyinsane]

I'm guessing video cameras aren't your strong suit.

[Hey, Pitch. Meet Guerrero. He's watching you from some anonymous common room somewhere, slouched back in his seat and kind of dryly amused.]

[kingofnightmares]

It's not often that I'm able to interact with them in the first place, where I come from.

[Pitch gives him a dry look in return, eyebrows raised.]

And who might you be?

[worldofviolentlyinsane]

So...vampire. Yeah, that sounds reasonable.

[It could be sarcasm, it could be dead serious. It's hard to tell.]

Name's Guerrero.

[A beat for recognition, but he's not expecting it at this point.]

You?

[mistconduct]

Shit sucks, New Meat, what can I say?

Though calm your fucking jets on the whole mere mortal bit. Some of us mortals could kick your scrawny ass.

[kingofnightmares]

[Well with the way he was now? Yes, a lot of people could.]

How cute, a threat already. I feel right at home.

[mistconduct]

I wasn't threatening you. I was letting you know what happens here. I'm looking out for you, weird...albino elf thing.

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[surfaceshine]

[Well this guy looks like a happy camper. Also, clearly an inmate. Awesome.

Which means naturally that Dean is obligated to chime in even if he hadn't heard a certain key phrase that demands his attention.]

Mortal, huh? Them's the breaks.

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[kingofnightmares]

[He rubes his brow with an index finger and thumb.]

I never knew there was such a place that could do strip away powers.

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[surfaceshine]

You ain't the only one.

What kinda powers we talkin'?

[Subtle, Dean. Real subtle.]

[with_my_teacup]

No no, this isn't how criminals get treated. Criminals get treated so much worse pretty much anywhere.

Tried your door yet?

[kingofnightmares]

No I haven't.

[He glances over to it.]

You could say I'm still reeling over the fact that mostly everything was stripped away from me.

[with_my_teacup]

[Riddick spreads his hands in view of the camera, a little 'eh' gesture.] Death's like that when you wind up here. Could be worse. Could be permanent.

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[insolubleriddle]

[Here's a guy who looks way too happy to see the embodiment of fear and darkness.]

Pardon me, but I couldn't help but overhear mentions of spirits, guardians, and that you are the, or a bogeyman. Strange that a being such as yourself would be brought to a barge inhabited by uncommon criminals. You can't be all that culpable when you're merely performing your given function.

[He clears his throat.] But that's something to discuss at a later date. Right now, I suggest a look at the deck. I'd be willing to conduct a tour, if you like?

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[kingofnightmares]

[Another person who understands, Pitch is somewhat surprised. But he does smile at the offer, nodding.]

That would be beneficial, yes.

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[insolubleriddle]

Smashing. What's your cabin number? I'll come to you.

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[some_kinda_hero]

[Hello fellow semi-immortal. Claire goes for compliments, offering up a small, sweet smile.] I like your eyes, they're really pretty. I know pretty's not a very masculine word but I feel like gorgeous is laying it on a bit much for us having never met before.

[Which is good a time as any to do the introductions thing.] My name's Claire.

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[kingofnightmares]

[Pitch is taken aback by the compliment. Well then, that was a first in the boogeyman's book. Those eyes of his blink before he recollects himself.]

Ah yeah. I'm Pitch Black.

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[some_kinda_hero]

It's nice to meet you, Pitch Black. I'm a warden here.

[secretasshole]

Have the others answered your questions satisfactorily?

[kingofnightmares]

For the most part yes. Inmates, Wardens, floods... But I'm sure something else will come up eventually.

[He shakes his head, rubbing his forehead.]

This whole situation will just take some time to get used to.

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[ichoosefight]

Well, that's strange. I can hear you loud and clear. It's almost like the communicators were built to help us communicate or something.

[ Don't mind her, she's in trolling mode. ]

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[kingofnightmares]

It's not often that I'm able to be seen through human devices.