-Resonance- Teen Human Jail Rp Semi Lit

[Spider-Kun]

Mike was Dragged into daddy yankees cell again.

[Kryptonite]

((Yeah, I might join. I only really join roleplays if they are new. I hate joining in the middle of an rp, cause it's hard to hop in, so I only do it with really good ideas/plots (like this one XD) but if it's a fresh rp, I most likely will join ))

Jay nodded with a low laugh, and shrugged. "Alright, alright, I see your point. I'll re-phrase that: Be happy that psycho didnt' come in here with a kife. Getting stabbed? Now that's annoying." he said with a nod, noticing she was coping well with the recent attack, and grinned as Stella added in. He turned slightly to watch as Mike was thrown back in with Yankee, shaking his head. Were these guards really that blind?

[Quackzilla!]

Deen ran a hand through her hair before she stood, stretching her arms into the air. She began to set up the bottom bunk, leaving the other mattress on the floor so she could sit on it. After making her bed, she did just that, and flopped onto the mattress. Somewhat like a girl at a sleep-over - laying on her stomach, hands rested on her hands, legs kicking - she looked to the other cells, smiling, until she caught sight of Mike. What's more, he was in Daddy Yankees' cell...again. She narrowed her eyes; something about Daddy Yankee was almost - she couldn't quite put her finger on it - but something close to brotherly. So far, anyway. So, she watched, obvious anger inside her eyes.

[Quackzilla!]

(( OOC: I think Deen and Daddy Yankee are hilarious. I can just imagine Deen jumping around like:
Deen: HAY! HAY DADDY YANKEE! HAY! :3
Daddy Yankee: -,-"
Deen: HAY! GUESS WHAT!?
Daddy Yankee: Uggh...what do you want now?
Deen: ...I dunno. TEEHEHEHE!
Daddy Yankee: =.=
-cough- Sorry...brain sludge... o-o ))

[corpsewallet]

-Daddy Yankee-

Daddy Yankee sighed as Mike was thrown in once again, and the coals of Hell were stoked once more. Joy oh Joy, what fun were going to have, he grimaced in his mind, pressing further against the bars and away from Mike, eyes drifting lazily over the other prisoners, and stopping inevitably on Deen, and to his surprise he found her staring back."Yes? May I help you?" he asked in a rather unamused tone.
((I know right? XD
His picture compliments the 'What do you want now?' thing quite nicely XD))

[corpsewallet]

((Murr, Gotta Go now, you all know the rules c: Bye!
Might be on later. c:))

[Quackzilla!]

Deen blinked as Daddy Yankee locked eyes with her, but she shook her head quickly, in a flurry of red hair. "Not really. Still p*ssed at Sparky over there." She tossed her head to Mike, then held up the pendant. It dangled on the broken string, the gem from it still shattered in the corner of the boys' cell. "Yeah...not so happy after this little stunt." She clenched her jaw and dropped her hand to the mattress, covering the twisted metal pendant. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself; Mike may have been younger than her, but he was far superior in muscle-weight and stature.

(( OOC: Bye... D: ))

[Spider-Kun]

(K bue!)

Mike looked at daddy yankee. "Can we please grt along? To be honest....I kinda likr you..." he bluhed.

[Quackzilla!]

Deen looked to Mike and raised an eyebrow, then broke into child-like laughter. After a moment, she regained her composure, looking to the two boys with amusement in her eyes. "Mike...HE PUNCHED YOU IN THE FACE." She giggled slightly, but stopped before it turned into another full-fledged fit. It wasn't so much rude as surprised, and she managed to contain herself - just enough to speak. "Are you bipolar or something? You guys were shootin' at each other like drunken Irishmen."

[Kryptonite]

Jay listened as Deen and Mike quarrelled, then snorted as he tried to hold back laughter, circling his cell to calm down a little. "Wait a minute, wait a minute." he said to Mike, trying not to laugh his butt off. Of course, he found it hilarious. "You tried to strangle this guy. Now you say you like him?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, grinning uncontrollably. "Seriously, dude, who are you?"