Block #3 - #52 - Etana, Zilla, Dakutest

[Rock]

Cell number 52 could be considered a cell with a pet. This is due to Etana's more animalistic tendencies being unavoidable due to the fact she lives in this cell. Her "bed" is just a pile of bed sheets in the corner that is littered with small items that one could consider her "play toys". In rare cases Etana acts like a wolf. She bites, fights, and tries to be the "alpha" of the cell. Most of the time though, if you're smart, you can passify her by petting her, playing "fetch" with on of her toys, or just spraying water on her. Although this does passify her, she is acting like a pet and will do some things towards her inmates that treat her as such. These things mainly being sneaking into your bed at night to sleep with you, cuddling you for attention and pats, and on rare occasions, try to return your affections in some odd ways. She is, after all, a beast trained by terrorist and has picked up some bad habits. If she does break your comfort zone, the best thing to do is just swat her on the nose. Along with Etana, Zilla currently resides in this cell. Her part of the room is almost ghostly clean, this is probably due to her tendency to hide stolen items, causing her to keep her area clean at all times to hide any hints at where her stolen goods lie. Although, those who live with her have probably run into one or two of her stolen items she's hidden everywhere inside the cell from inside blankets to under the floorboards. Due to the fact Zilla tends to steal from even her fellow inmates she may not be on the best terms with them, so if you want to get revenge just call any old guard over, say she stole something, and watch as they are forced to give her a strip search/room search.
(Will be updated as more people join.)
Etana was moved from prison block 5 to 3 in order to keep her away from an aggressive environment.
Zilla was moved as to not mix her stealing skills with inmates who could escape.

[Ilsa]

((OOOOH! :3))

Dakutest has a simple cot in one corner and a single desk. This desk is covered with papers detailing the various people and powers she's encountered in her stay here. Thus, she adds on to them in day to day life. She doesn't usually let anything get to her or get warm to her heart... but she adores the little pet human. The sweet little biting monster of destruction of a girl. She has little strips of bacon and gumdrops, just the best stuff to let the girl snack on, and has begun to condition the girl to behave appropriately around loads of other people.

[Rock]

((RP time?))

[Ilsa]

((Yesss.))

[Rock]

((Whom first))

[Ilsa]

((I shall.))

Dakutest frowned down at her papers. There were too many people... too many variables. It would be so difficult to do any conclusive studies here... it was too ridiculous. Too hard overall. With a sigh, she flopped back on her bed. At least she had that girl, Etana, for a social experiment. She would teach her this language!

[Rock]

Etana was lying in the corner, her makeshift bed surrounded her as she eyed the other two prisoners in the room. Not with malice, just her usual cocky smile as she slightly dozed of to sleep. Zilla was in her corner of the room as well. She usually rested herself whenever in her room, after all. She had a lot to carry around on her when she standing up straight, so getting to sit back and relax was always something she loved doing.

[Ilsa]

Dakutest glanced at Etana. She might want some friend to come cuddle her a little while she read up on what was needed for this thesis. She wanted to test on male and female inmates and see how they responded to authority.

[Rock]

Etana glanced back at her. Her head poking out a bit from her "bed" as the girl in her cell looked at her. Locking eyes was never a good idea though, as that usually meant it was time to fight. Zilla glanced over at the two and sighed. Something was about to happen and it was going to be loud.

[Ilsa]

Daku smiled warmly at Etana, though she probably should have known better. It was weird how the girl had her own blanket nest instead of a bed... but she figured it must be more comfy and cozy to the odd little dog-kid. She had lots of notes on this girl... if only she could test the activity of this girl's brain...

[Rock]

While Daku was thinking about her little test, Etana shot forward out of the blanket with skillful proficiency. In mere seconds she was upon Deku, tackling the girl to the ground, and sticking her claws into her face, or she would have. The odd jacket she wore kept her clawed hands covered, and therefor everyone else safe. Although, in this instance, Etana seemed a bit more friendly as she pawed at the girl under her instead of trying to sink her claws deep into her skin. It was quite a site to see in a prison. A girl wearing nothing bit a jacket as her pantsless legs and butt sat upon Daku. The girl's notes probably falling off the table now. Zilla only groaned as she heard the load crash of the tackle.

[Ilsa]

Fake grunted as she was sat on by the younger girl. "What did I tell you about pants?!" She insisted, struggling to talk from between the muffling paws. "I've got some pants or leggings you can use!" She insisted, unable to escape the larger, more powerful prisoner. Still, she smiled at the audacity of the girl. "Bacon?" She asked, smirking, "Bacon if you put on the pants?"

[Rock]

((Etan is only give feet tall, Daku would have to be pretty short then XD))

Etana frowned and shook her head. "No, no pants," she stated directly as she kept staring down at the girl. Now having to show she was "in charge" and pants were not going to be a thing by continuing to sit upon the girl. At least she stopped pawing at her face though as she leered at Dake in a rather awkward manner.

[Ilsa]

((Body mass wise?))

Dakutest frowned, lifting the spray bottle and squishing her friend in the face. "Bad girl. No bacon," she asserted dryly.

[Rock]

Etana frowned, shifting back a bit she swatted at the spray bottle in anger. She hadn't done anything wrong! She never worse pants!

[Ilsa]

Dakutest managed to semi-sit up. "You shouldn't pounce. You can hug, but I don't like being tackled. You could mess up all my papers." She pouted, then put an arm around Etana's shoulder. "People might hurt you if they see you without pants..." She certainly hoped this girl wore underwear, at least.

[Rock]

Etana frowned. "I can take them on," she stated matter of factly as she didn't get off of Daku. She was, as always, wearing underwear and a bra underneath her jacket. Almost as if she was simply wearing casual at home wear. Although, it was the type you wore when no one else was home. She stuck out her tongue slightly as she readied herself for another lecture from Daku.

[Ilsa]

Daku beamed at the girl's limited communication. It had progressed significantly, she was sure. "I'm sure you can, but you will get into trouble for not having pants and for fighting," she pointed out.

[Rock]

Etana simply frowned and shook her head. "I'll be fine!" she insisted as she swatted at Daku's nose. If the girl insisted on not agreeing with her then she wasn't going anywhere. Honestly she had nothing to be afraid of here. She wans't in the combative house anymore after all. She was probably the toughest girl here!

[Ilsa]

Dakutest sighed heavily. "I believe you will... though you should learn something of manners, of propriety." She was a little annoyed at the girl's obstinance. If only she could give the girl the appropriate motivation. Intrinsic. Not extrinsic. She sighed and patted Etana's head. "I suppose you like leaping on people and scaring them half to death."

[Rock]

Etana looked as if she wanted to say something about her first comment, but it seemed she lacked the understanding for some of the words she used. As she tried to fumble out a response she felt the hand reach her head. Peering down at Daku she shoved her down again, not hard, but reaffirming her place on top of her. "You are just weak, this is normal play," she stated before rolling off the girl and scampering back to her corner. Zilla looked over at Daku and sighed. "I don't know why you bother with her. She isn't exactly dangerous past a few cuts," she said.

[Ilsa]

She smiled, beaming at her. "Well, that's because her life and development is a singularity. A rarity! Only two other cases have ever been recorded in the history of mankimd," she pointed out. "I'm glad I was sent here."

[Rock]

Zilla rose an eyebrow at the girls sudden excitement. "What do you mean a singularity?" She asked. Zilla hadn't gotten the full run down on Etana's past, but she had a good guess. She was sure what happened to Etana wasn't so unique.

[Ilsa]

"The isolation, lack of knowledge, and unstimulated brain development! There are only two other cases, but those were without any human contact, for the most part, throughout childhood." She was spinning a pen in excitement.

[Rock]

"I was not isol-islate, I was not alone!" Etana insisted from her corner. She saw lots of people from her cage! "She's just a girl. Not a social experiment," Zilla said with a chuckle. She pulled out a bar of chocolate from seemingly no where as she waited for whatever crazy thing Daku would say next.

[Ilsa]

"Of course, but she can be both," she insisted, then turned her head to Etana. "But no one talked to you and it was difficult to pick up words and communication, wasn't it? You weren't socialized, nurtured, or taught. Which makes you the perfect social experiment!" Daku's face grew wild with excitement. She passed a piece of bacon to the girl. "I am being more annoying to you, aren't I? I'm sorry. Here." She didn't want to anger her social experi- friend.

[Rock]

Etana shook her head. "I was spoken to! They told me where to go when to fight, some would come to say things to me when I was in my cage, and some got real talky when I was rewarded!" She insisted as she ate the food. "They just told me to not talk," she added. Zilla turned away and sighed. This girl was useless.

[Ilsa]

She snorted. "Well, sure... but I mean, like, education. Social cues. Language in sophisticated environments," she said, feeling a little annoyed that Etana was proving herself to be comparatively more socialized than the children in the other events.

[Rock]

"What was your reward anyways? What did they talk to you about?" Zilla asked, either curious or just trying to give Daku a better picture. "Oh! The called me a monster, or a dog! Although, some of the ones the rewarded me called me a h-horse?" Etana said, tge word leaving her. "And how did they reward you?" Zilla asked again. "Oh! I'm not sure how to say it. Let me just show you!" Etana said as she went to take her jacket off. "That's fine! No need to show me!" Zilla said with a grunt.

[Ilsa]

Daku was engrossed in observing these questions. Obviously, the girl had been treated as a literal animal, and then had sexual favors demanded from her, being brainwashed to think that the rapes were good and friendly contact. She wrinkled her nose in distaste at the actions, but she really wasn't one to talk. she enjoyed social experiments with a particular element of shock. "Just make sure you don't show any of the prisoners," she said, with a faint, dry smile.

[Rock]

Etana gave her an odd look. "Do I show the guards then?" she asked, either joking or being serious. Zilla just let out a small chuckle at the wild girl's response. The loud laughter caused Etana to give a slight frown, but that soon turned into a mischievous grin as she tackled Zilla to the ground. "Hay! Watch it!" she yelled as Etana, without a lack of public decency, did her best to push Zilla to the ground, not bothering if she pressed into the other girl's larger assets.

[Ilsa]

"I bet if I took up art," Dakutest mused, "I could sell my drawings to the guards for more liberties," she planned aloud, already ready to exploit the victim of Zilla, and the predator in Etana. "If you show people, I think they'll try to hurt you, dear Etana," she said in a cool voice, searching for a pencil and paper.

[Rock]

"I am mighty predator! They stand no chance against me!" She yelled proudly as she swatted at Zilla a bit more. The other girl being far less amused at her current predicament. Eventually though, Etana did get off the girl and slinked off back to her corner, proud of being the victor.

[Ilsa]

There was already a sketch by the time Etana went to her roost to crow her victory. "I'm surprised you don't want an actual bed," she mused, tapping the eraser against her chin. The two of them, bunched on each other drawn on the paper... maybe she could get an extra hour of relief time!

[Rock]

"This is softer than bed!" She stated confidently, even though if was probably her preference rather than fact. Zilla then walked over to Daku with a bit of a concerned look. "Never mind her bed, let me see what you drew. I didn't know you could draw," the girl said as she made a quick grab for the paper.

((Don't forget our cell block 100 rp :3))

[Ilsa]

Dakutest rolled her eyes. "If you say so," she pointed out, quickly snatching back the paper. She made a hurried effort to shove it down the front of her shirt, to hide the pretty revealing image. She would be on Zilla's s*** list if it was revealed.

[Rock]

Zilla gave her a rather amused smirk. Shoving her own chest forward she could pretty much engulf the other girl's chest. "Oh come on, you're not going to make me fish it out of there are you?" She asked in a tauntingly seductive way as she placed her hands behind Daku. Forcing the two closer as if to keep her from escaping.

[Ilsa]

Daku crossed her arms over her chest and dropped to her knees, literally crawling between Zilla's legs in an escape attempt. "Personal stuff is personal!" She was aware of the irony of that statement.

[Rock]

Zilla had no care for what other people considered personal items. She did steal and hide others people's things after all. In all honesty her little flirty attempt was just to distract Daku long enough for her to steal a item she could use against her. She was going to steal it off of her, but seeing the girl's desk being left wide open she decided the best thing to do would be to take things from there.

[Rock]

(Door)

[Ilsa]

Daku's face went panicky. "Don't scatter my research!" She shrieked, darting forward.

[Rock]

Zilla had no intention of "scattering" her research. Instead she pushed it down the front of her shirt just like Daku had earlier. Except she was monstrously busty and was shoving as much as she could in there. Each paper seemed to disappear deeper inside as if there was much more space in there than she let on. She could hide a rather large assault rifle in there after all, or at least her documents said she could.

[Ilsa]

"No-No-NO!!" Daku was literally throwing a tantrum, fists waving, feet stamping. "Give it back now!" Tears stood out on her cheeks.

[Rock]

Zilla paused, a paper in her hand as she watched Daku throw a tantrum. The buxom woman letting out a haughty laugh as she looked at the other girl. "Wow, are you actually crying over this?" She asked, the woman being used to far more tough people.

[Ilsa]

"That's- that's my research, my work!" Her life, it was implied. Dali was one weird chickadee.

[Rock]

Zilla bent forward a little, her face having a flirt smile. "Well if you want it so badly, come and get it. Just don't be surprised at what you fund in there. I tend to lose a lot of thing in there," she taunted. Zilla didn't really care if it was her life's work. This was a prison it's not like she could publish it.

[Ilsa]

Dakutest got an idea. She glanced at the girl in the nest. "Will you please help me? That stuff is really valuable!"

[Rock]

Etana gave her a rather stingy look. "What do I get from it?" She asked. Daku's spoilage causing her to go rotten. She was perked and attentive though. Obviously willing to comply with the right incentive.

[Ilsa]

"You will get-" she seemed flustered, trying to think of something Etana would want. "Me to cuddle with you in your bed tonight!" She hoped the girl was a social creature who liked to sleep in packs.

[Rock]

Etana put her hand on her chin as she thought about it. "Hmmm," she said as she raised her hand up. She pointed up a finger, but it was hard to see with the "gloves" on. "Only on one condition I give later," she said, a sly smile on her face. A face she learned to make by mimicking the very girl who wanted her help now.