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Lost Carnival Mods ([personal profile] ringleaders) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival2017-10-25 10:31 am

⇨ JAILHOUSE ROCKS

Who: Everyone who IS imprisoned, brainwashed, or infiltrating.
When: Day 175, 11:30PM onward.
Where: The Prince's shiny new fortress.
What: Those that have been imprisoned by the Prince languish in their underground cell, while those that are under his control continue to do his nasty bidding. Also, Foster might be here? We'll see how that goes.
Warnings: General fuckery, maybe torture.

THE LAIR OF THE BEAST

As the fortress comes into being, the Prince has been reaching far across his realm, beckoning his servants back to him and corralling as many helpless hostages as he can manage. In the case of the unfortunate carnival members who made the mistake of crossing him during their stay, they are being locked away in the most secure inner sanctums, held as collateral against their former master. Those freshly captured haven't yet been bent to his will, but they can certainly be neutralized. Carted away by security and pulled deep underground, there feels like there is little hope of them escaping on their own.

GROUNDED: The Prince's dungeon is a simple one - in place of cages and manacles, there is only natural stone. A claustrophobic cave somewhere deep in the earth, those within it will soon be completely cut off from the outside world. All the prisoners will have been injected with manticore venom at some point or another, which will be slowly turning parts of their bodies to stone, and if that wasn't enough they have also been partially encased in the stone walls and pillars, as if phased halfway into the rock and left there in various positions. It is an enclosed area, and all the prisoners are within talking distance of each other - which is a good thing, because there isn't a lot else to do with their powers mostly bound and their bodies becoming less and less capable of movement.

CONTROLLED: Those of the brainwashed that manage to return to the fortress will be set to work guarding and attending to these hostages, along with the help of some of the long term Manor servants. They still need to eat, right, and that can be difficult when you arms are stuck in a cave wall. Otherwise, there may come a time when the Prince calls upon them to do something more specific - and there's also the chance that the new prisoners will fall victim to his power and succumb to his control as well. With the poison in their bodies, it's only a matter of time before they lose themselves.
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[personal profile] wild_magic 2017-11-06 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
"That's cool... Especially if you couldn't use it, before." It definitely sounds complicated, though. He's intrigued, even though he isn't normally super into how magic works, but right now without anything else to think about, it's interesting enough.

"I guess that fire magic is something lots of people can do."
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[personal profile] mylastchance 2017-11-09 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
He doesn't understand how you can just stop being human. Unless maybe it was something like lycanthropy. Even then, the infected were still human, they were just something else too. It doesn't make sense to him, but he doesn't ask about it again, instead preferring to puzzle it out on his own.

He's also never heard of a spell that turns ghosts corporeal, so that's where he redirects his attention for the moment. He's surprised Lambert calls it 'simple.' Then again, with how different magic was between worlds, should he really be surprised.

"How can magic be so different in so many places?"
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-11-10 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Lambert could explain it further, sometime, but right now, it's too technical and he isn't particularly in the mood.

"You're asking the wrong person about both those things," he snickers. "Ask one of the real magicians, sometime." If they ever see them again, anyway.

"If I had to guess, fire's common because it's elemental. Even monsters like dragons and wyverns can use it." He coughs, slightly, making a rasping noise at the back of his throat. It takes a few tries before a small lick of flame puffs out in front of his face, a temporary flare of light in the relatively dim cave.

"...that's about as much as I can, right now."
Edited 2017-11-10 22:15 (UTC)