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       #Post#: 2816--------------------------------------------------
       [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it tell?
   DIR By: Fiona Fox
       Date: May 2, 2015, 11:43 am
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       [I](Locked: Access only to Fiona+Guards, Robin and Alt+Prisoner
       NPCs. 'Alternate Madness' to operate Prisoners, 'Fiona Fox' to
       operate guards. Madness~)[/I]
       Aaaand in through the portal they came. The trio had appeared in
       a dark, dank, grey walled room, several cells on the left and
       right of the room, the guard would lead Robin along the
       corridor, poking him with the spear once or twice, if Robin was
       looking at who was in the cells as he wandered by them, he may
       have noticed something very odd, there were very few Male
       occupants in this prison. The majority around this part seemed
       to be females, worse yet, many of them were in their teens, the
       majority of prisoners here seemed to be 16-21 year old females
       of various breeds.
       But the worst of it? Stomach sizes. Some of these girls were
       pregnant.
       One of the cell doors opened as it was approached by the duo, a
       red female mongoose with long light yellow hair was asleep on
       the bottom of the double decker stone beds, well, you could
       theorise they're meant to be the beds. They were just large
       rectangular pieces of stone sticking out of the wall, one above
       the other.
       If Robin didn't walk into the cell within a few seconds, the
       guard would poke him with his spear to get him to go in, either
       way, the cell door slammed shut behind the wild dog and the
       guard then wandered away.
       The room wasn't that bad. A stone sink with a tap for cold
       water, the aforementioned stone beds, and a pair of weights for
       lifting. Not to mention having a roommate.
       [I]"And have my son bring Michael back to the prison."[/I] Robin
       may have heard Fiona say as a door opened and closed a few
       seconds later.
       #Post#: 2817--------------------------------------------------
       Re: [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it
       tell?
   DIR By: Robin
       Date: May 2, 2015, 12:06 pm
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       Robin looked all around him as he came through the portal with
       Fiona and the guard close behind him, the moment he had stepped
       through the portal he already had the urge to turn tail and head
       on back, but he couldn't really with a spear constantly poking
       him in the back.
       Robin didn't want to look at the other cells, he wanted to stare
       down at the floor as he was lead to his cell, but his eyes
       glanced up out of curiosity and he hated what he saw... Why the
       heck where pregnant young girls in prison? "What kind of sick,
       twisted place is this!?" He snapped, trying to turn back, only
       for him to be reminded of the spear. He growled and shot a look
       back at Fiona, shaking his head before closing his eyes and then
       looking down at the floor. Honestly, he was surprised he had no
       cuffs or anything.
       With another jab from the spear Robin was finally in the cell
       with the sleeping red mongoose, the door slamming shut behind
       him. He grasped the metal bars encasing him, sticking his muzzle
       out, "This is all a big mistake! You've got the wrong guy!" He
       called out to Fiona before taking a few steps back and taking a
       look around the cell he was stuck in. He frowned seeing the
       weights, and it was nice to see a sink, he wasn't very fond of
       stone being for the beds, but his main focus was on his
       cellmate, he knelt down to get a slightly closer look, not to
       the point where he would scare her if she woke.
       The wild dog then took another few steps back, hitting the other
       side of the cell, before pinching his nose bridge and looking to
       the weights again. He never thought he'd even ever consider
       weights but really. What else was he suppose to do? He couldn't
       tinker without getting in trouble while he was in here, and the
       weights had been out there for a reason, hadn't they?
       Robin put a hand over his face for a few moments, taking in a
       few breathes before he took the weights, dropping to the floor
       before he started to... Work out.
       He was going to go nuts in here very quickly, he just knew it.
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       Re: [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it
       tell?
   DIR By: Alternate Madness
       Date: May 2, 2015, 5:04 pm
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       Robin's Mongoose cellmate had a few scratches and an open bullet
       sized wound where the blood seemed to have dried up, but other
       than that she was faring okay. The girl opened one eye as Robin
       hit the wall, though she'd close it and look asleep if the dog
       looked at her again. A slight smile spread onto her face as he
       bent down to pick up the weights. He should have checked the
       side, because the weights read '130kg', Robin wouldn't be able
       to lift these at all. The Mongoose pushed herself into an
       upright sitting position, watching him try.
       [glow=Lightskyblue,2,300][I]"Hey."[/I][/glow] she said softly to
       him, holding out another pair of weights to him and tilting her
       head slightly, smiling and letting out a giggle.
       [glow=Lightskyblue,2,300][I]"I like your bravery, but you're
       trying to lift the 130 kilograms weights there sweetie, here,
       try these, ^^ "[/I][/glow] she motioned to the weights she was
       holding out to him with her head and she was holding them with
       her hands. [glow=Lightskyblue,2,300][I]"They're 50 kilograms
       each. Much better to start off with."[/I] her smile didn't drop
       as she waited for him to let go of his current ones and take
       these ones. [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"We don't get many males
       down here."[/I] she said admittedly, though that was already
       somewhat obvious. [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"Would it be too
       much for me to ask what you did or didn't do?"[/I] she asked
       him, looking down at her feet, she seemed a bit shy perhaps?
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       Re: [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it
       tell?
   DIR By: Robin
       Date: May 2, 2015, 6:35 pm
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       Robin gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, trying to push up
       the 130kg weights, not knowing of course that they where 130kg,
       he'd never done weights before, so he didn't know to check the
       sides for how heavy they where.
       His ears flicked right up at the sound of someone else's voice
       being close by and speaking to him, he opened his eyes, saw that
       the mongoose was sitting on her bed, watching him, and then
       completely dropped the weights, "Oof!" He gasped before kicking
       around, seeing as that wasn't working to get the weights off he
       then stopped and pushed on the bar, sucking in his tummy as much
       as he could as he rolled the weights off of him. Slipping his
       feet out he got them off and then fell back down onto his back
       against the floor.
       Robin looked to the mongoose who me was holding out smaller
       weights to him, she sat up and gently took them, looking at her
       with cation before laying back down again, "Thank you" He said
       softly, he'd noticed her bulletred wound and scratches, didn't
       they help with wounds in prison here?
       The wild dog soon instead started lifting the 50kg weights and
       listened to the mongoose as she spoke, staring up at the ceili,
       although he looked aside when she asked what it was he did or
       didn't do to end up in here.
       He took in a breath and then sighed before looking up at her,
       "The queen here had photos of what looked like me, assaulting
       various different ladies in different locations" He said, "One
       of them was her." he shook his head, "I didn't do that, any of
       it, I couldn't" He closed his eyes, "But any of the truth I can
       say to them, they simply won't believe..." His mind was drifting
       off to Madeliene, he could picture her clearly in his head,
       which made him smile slightly. Until he opened his eyes and he
       was met with the surroundings of being in a cell again.
       "Why are mostly girls down here? Why are a lot of them pregnant?
       What did you apparently do to land yourself in here? Is anyone
       in here actually someone that's done something wrong, or are we
       all accused? Framed?" He asked, before he focused a bit more on
       the weight lifting, "Because I know I was...". He then went wide
       eyed, "Oh!" He dropped the weights and sprang to his feet,
       holding his hand out to the mongoose, "How rude of me to not
       introduce myself, sorry. I'm Robin" He smiled, keeping his hand
       held out for her to shake.
       #Post#: 2826--------------------------------------------------
       Re: [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it
       tell?
   DIR By: Alternate Madness
       Date: May 2, 2015, 7:40 pm
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       The Mongoose, when Robin held out his hand, instead wrapped her
       arms around him in a hug.
       [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"Monica."[/I][/glow] she said before
       letting go of him. Her smile having gone after he asked why most
       in here were youngish, female and many pregnant.
       [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"Most of them here are framed, in a
       way."[/I][/glow] she told him.
       [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"Officially, most of the woman here
       are charged with stalking the prince, Prince Alt."[/I][/glow]
       she explained to the dog. [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"A lot of
       the girls, they get sweet talked by him, he pulls them in for a
       night, then if they approach him later on and tell him they're
       pregnant..."[/I][/glow] she let out a sigh at this point.
       [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"They end up here... I'm normally a
       girl who wants to see the best in people, but with how many
       girls he's done this to, I'm not sure I can see past what he
       does or that he has a heart..."[/I][/glow] Monica looked like
       she might be about to burst into tears.
       [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"And now I've gotta help
       him."[/I][/glow] A short growl echoed through the room, very
       short, enough to make the guards think they might have just been
       hearing things, but Monica just lay back down on the bed hearing
       that short growl. [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"I... C-Can't tell
       you m-more."[/I][/glow] she stuttered out before lying back down
       and curling into her side facing the wall, a light sobbing sound
       being possible to hear.
       #Post#: 2831--------------------------------------------------
       Re: [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it
       tell?
   DIR By: Robin
       Date: May 2, 2015, 8:17 pm
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       Robin was surprised at the hug, but it made him smile, he gently
       hugged her back until she let go, he did so as well. He didn't
       like what she explained to him afterwards. Not one bit.
       "I'd classify that as ra[b]pe[/b]" He gritted his teeth and
       shook his head in disgust, "He could at the very least wear
       bloody protection for chaos sake, those poor girls.." He walked
       over and out his hands on the bar again, trying to look to the
       other cells, "The 'prince' is the one that should be in here,
       not all these poor pregnant women... How are they even going to
       take care of their children? All alone..." He pulled away from
       the bars and went back to the mongoose. He wanted so badly to be
       I justice to these poor girls and put the prince where he
       belonged, but he himself was still stuck in this cell.
       He put a hand on his cellmates shoulder, "Wants to see the best
       in people? You sound like my best friend... Don't give up on
       that alright? It can be hard, but don't give up on it" He said.
       Robin looked confused, tilting his head when she said she had to
       help the prince, the wild dog looked over at the cell entrance
       when the growl sounded and looked back as she laid back down and
       couldn't tell him anymore.
       But he had so many answers to fill! It drove him crazy not
       knowing the answers.
       He put a hand to his forehead, he couldn't ask her more, he was
       okay with getting in trouble, but he wasn't going to get her in
       trouble with him.
       But he was going to go crazy a lot quicker if he didn't get
       answers to all these unanswered questions, if he let them swim
       around in the web of thoughts in his mind too long with no
       progress, he'd loose it rather quickly.
       He paced around the cell, his ears flattening as he heard the
       soft weeping coming from the Mongoose. That's it. He couldn't
       let the prince lay another finger on these girls, any of them,
       and he was getting the mongoose out first so that she doesn't
       have to help the prince with anything, because honestly, he
       doesn't deserve help from anybody with what he was doing to
       these girls.
       He looked around the cell, feeling the walls and bars, the floor
       too, what could he use? Which way was the best exit?
       He looked to the weights and then hummed, tapping his foot, his
       ears went up and he looked down. His boots. Boots... What in
       Mobius could he use his boots for? He shrugged, nothing was
       coming to him. Yet.
       He dropped back down and started lifting the 50kg weights again,
       "Monica" He said, he didn't like listening to her cry, he didn't
       like listening to anyone cry, "Come over here, lift with me? We
       can talk about something else if you would like, I've never done
       this weight lifting thing before, as you can probably tell by
       how I picked up the heard one just before, wanna maybe come and
       help me out? You probably know more then me at this" He said,
       trying to think of something that could possibly make her smile
       or at least get her mind off of all the negatives.
       He really still didn't understand why he was even considering
       weights, especially with his recently busted and still bandaged
       arm, looks like he was already starting to go nuts.
       #Post#: 2834--------------------------------------------------
       Re: [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it
       tell?
   DIR By: Alternate Madness
       Date: May 2, 2015, 10:09 pm
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       As Robin looked around he might have spotted a black furred,
       black haired, black wearing panther staring at him, two fingers
       to her forehead as if saluting him. She was mouthing something.
       If Robin could lip read he'd see her saying [I]'Tonight'[/I].
       Robin trying to help Monica out, it touched her. Especially with
       why she was here and what she had coming up. She turned again so
       her back was to the wall and she could see Robin.
       [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"I'll tell you what RCC."[/I][/glow]
       she said to him. [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"Come over here,
       and ask me every question you have. What I can answer, I will
       answer."[/I] she told the dog.
       #Post#: 2835--------------------------------------------------
       Re: [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it
       tell?
   DIR By: Robin
       Date: May 3, 2015, 3:37 am
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       Robin tilted his head slightly when he'd spotted the panther, he
       smiled slightly at being saluted and thankfully did pick up on
       what she had mouth. Tonight? What about tonight exactly? He
       guessed he'd find out.
       The wild dog looked to the mongoose as she turned herself back
       to face him, he smiled at the nickname, "RCC? Heh" See something
       like that he would've been full on laughing at if he wasn't in
       prison.
       He looked to her for a moment before getting to his feet,
       bringing the weights with him, he sat down beside her on the
       stone bed and looked down at the weights before using them
       again. Yeah. He was crazy already.
       "What do you have to help this 'Alt' guy with? He's not going to
       do to you what he's done to the other poor girls in here, is
       he?" He asked looking worried, he figured he should ask one main
       question at a time along with some others "What's the food like
       around here? How many times a day are we fed? Are we allowed out
       of our cells at all? And how about visitors? Are we allowed to
       see others outside of the prison?" He asked, again his mind went
       to Madeliene, he sighed he wanted to see the real her again,
       badly. But what would she think of him after seeing those
       pictures? It wasn't him, yes, but what would the Hedgefox
       believe, Fiona had proof, images that clearly showed her side,
       Robin didn't have any proof he could say without revealing that
       he and Sapphire where from the future.
       He'd have to catch Nibor for his proof, it was the only way out
       fully really.
       #Post#: 2837--------------------------------------------------
       Re: [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it
       tell?
   DIR By: Alternate Madness
       Date: May 3, 2015, 7:28 am
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       Monica went red in the face when Robin sat down next to her. Was
       there something she wasn't telling him? Actually scratch that
       yes there was a lot she wasn't telling him. But some for a good
       reason. She shook her head when he asked how she had to help the
       prince. A question she couldn't spill. The food ones she gained
       a bit of a smile at though. That was okay to answer.
       [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"Strangely enough we get a Chilidog
       each twice a day, they look fine, but something inside me says
       that they're tampered with. It's a gut feeling..."[/I][/glow]
       Chilidogs! Trust Alt to still have a craving for those being in
       the Sonic line! Scourge was still a Sonic technically...
       Nevertheless. [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"We get let out for
       food and..."[/I][/glow] she seemed to shudder.
       [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"...Something else you have to see
       to believe..."[/I][/glow] She let out a light gasp as the cell
       door opened. [glow=lightskyblue,2,300][I]"Quickly."[/I][/glow]
       she said as she scrambled outside. Some of the other girls were
       already starting to form a line in the room outside of their
       cells. But what for?
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       Re: [Anti-Mobius Dungeons] Cracks in the Cell, what does it
       tell?
   DIR By: Fiona Fox
       Date: May 3, 2015, 7:48 am
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       As the girls scrambled out of their cells, two of the guards
       came walking down into the corridor that composed the entrances
       to the cells. These guards were pleased as they saw some of the
       girls already forming a line. It seemed they knew the drill.
       [glow=darkblue,2,300][I]"Inspection! Out of cells!"[/I][/glow]
       one of them called out, then looked back at his teammate. Robin
       might have been able to hear what they were saying to each
       other.
       [glow=darkblue,2,300][I]"Our lucky day eh mate? Getting to
       choose the girl we want to have as a sex slave for the day and
       night."[/I][/glow] their hefty laughter could be heard from
       across the corridor though. Were they as heartless as the prince
       they worked for? Possibly, after all, heartless was kind of in
       the job description.
       The guards wandered across the line, anyone who wasn't out of
       their cell by the time they got to their cell had a taser
       pointed at them. The two guards seemed filled with glee as they
       eyed the line of females. Getting towards the end of the line,
       one of the guards stopped and looked Monica up and down. A sneer
       coming onto his face. [glow=darkblue,2,300][I]"Hmmmm. Nice
       curves, looks unused, easy to dominate."[/I][/glow]
       Monica could have been seconds from being taken and used by the
       guards for their own desires. Would Robin come to her rescue?
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