⇨ JAILHOUSE ROCKS

[ringleaders]

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.

Comments

[whattaprick]

There's an urge to snap back at Julien for that, something equally sarcastic maybe, but it would all be misdirected anyway. Lambert waits a little impatiently for him to work through it, frowning as he realizes he's learning more about exactly where the hell Julien and the rest got taken to -- the place no amount of scrying or scouting could find.

"She took his Rose," Lambert murmurs, quietly. Foster had at least already filled him in on that much; he might as well pay back the favor and let Julien know just what's gotten them into shit. From the way it sounds, it looks like the Carnival's settling in rather than pulling out, which is both encouraging and dismaying. The smart thing to do would be to get out, but it is the Carnival, after all.

"Idiots," he snorts quietly. But that really doesn't seem like it's directed at anyone in particular, nor is it unnecessarily vehement. They're all idiots: the ones stuck down here, the ones who got caught in the first place, the ones who don't have the common sense to leave while they can. Then again, maybe the Ringmaster took taking the Warden's name as a personal insult. Hard to tell, with fae.

[espigeon]

"A rose? With a capital R? Wow, this is kinda beauty and the beast." A delirious ghost of amusement touches his tone. This is the first time Julien's heard of the Blue Rose. "I have no idea if that's good or bad, but he's angry about it. That's. That shouldn't be good." It's not right, to want his master to be stalled out and inconvenienced, he knows that even as he does want those things. "But, anyway, he has a... he has a shiny rock as big as me that's all powery, and he has his trophies, and he's making them upset out there. I don't know his plan but he thinks he's winning."

Julien struggles to think, and dips his big head to restlessly pick at and worry his neck, usually only tugging his feathers hard enough to preen on them, once or twice clamping down with his beak and pulling a feather out with a soft and unpleasant sound. If he was using his human body he'd be swaying, but he's more stable as a bird.

What should he do? What should he say? He's powerless, whatever half-fantasy he'd had out there deciding to come visit them. Julien knows the only reason he could get here at all is because he hasn't specifically been barred from it, he's probably on the list of people sent to feed the prisoners and it's just that he's usually outside so he hasn't. "I think... I've kinda, maybe got the feeling I've got poisoned. Maybe everyone who was down there got poisoned. The, the warden got stung by my master too, on top of that. He's definitely poisoned. I think it's a theme."