Ƀᴙake for Fᴙeedom: Juve RP {Semi-Lit}CLOSED

[ShadowHunteress]

((Hey, just posting to say I will be on in 3 or so hours, I have to get back to school, sorry, so if maybe you can wait till then to start?))

[Probably A Lion]

(Ill be on most of the time, if im not,, just message me.)

[Tossing Spades]

{Very good! Spilled Milk, yes, you're accepted, thank you:]

Shellpepper, also, great! Thanks^^

I'll add everyone to the main page and we can start. Just so everyone's clear... Curse, Seven, and Sharp are all going to be the 'top dogs' in juve, and everyone else should be transferring, or just now being arrested weather it be for the first time or the tenth. Thanks guys:] If anyone wants to start, be my guest!}

[Probably A Lion]

((Il start, just give me one sec))

[Probably A Lion]

::Kaitlyn::

Kaitlyn shrugged the hands from her shoulders and kept walking. As the two cops walked through the front gate of Juve the blonde stopped and elbowed them away. “I believe I can walk on my own.” She said angrily, trying to slip her wrists from being so close to eachother. The two cops grabbed hold of the cuffs and pulled them upwards, making Kate’s arms crack. “S**t!” The girl cussed, rolling her shoulders back into place. The two cops lead her into a plain room with a 2 chairs, and a table. Pushing Kaitlyn into the chair they left the room.

“You can have her.”

[Haagen-Daagen]

|Name|
Zane Montgomery Cade
|Nickname|
"Some of my friends call me 'cowboy', but I'd really just prefer Zane."
|Gender|
"I'm a fella, obviously. Do I look like a girl? Nope. I didn't think so."
|Age|
"I'm seventeen. Most people think I'm older though.."
|Prisoner #|
1331
|Theme Song|




|Eye Color|
"My eyes are a kinda weird color..They're a light, dusty brown color. I've been told they look pretty nice.."
|Hair Color|
"My hair's dark brown. Just..don't ask to see it.." Zane has a black cowboy hat, and he is almost always wearing it. He is rather self-conscious of his hair, despite the fact that he tries to act like he's perfectly happy with everything about himself.
|Body Modifications
"I've got a tattoo of deer prints surrounded by barbed wire on my upper right arm. I also have tons of scars. Small ones, big ones..all over my body. Some were from accidents, some from fights, some from me just bein' stupid.."
|Other Pictures|
High Voltage Tough fellas wear purple.. Lights You are what you eat? Hmm, I don't recall eating a handsome devil recently.. Dude, where's my hat? To the left.. Hey there darlin'.. Acoustics 'Sup This is my good side.. Howdy.


|Personality|
Zane has a fiery temper that can erupt out of nowhere and tends to lead to violent fights breaking out, most of which he wins. He loves to fight and is extremely good at it due to his height and the strength he gained through his years working on his father's farm and in military school. His temper often causes him to hurt those he cares about, whether physically or mentally. His history full of lost loved ones has made him bitter and rather secluded form others. He tends to push people away, despite his feelings towards them. He's very loyal and protective of those he cares about, although he rarely admits his care for others, and will often act without thinking due to his bad temper. He is rather stubborn and rarely changes his opinions or sides on matters, even when faced with undeniable evidence in favor of the other side of the situation. He can be aggressive for no reason, or friendly and funloving, just depending on his mood. He thinks very highly of himself, from calling himself a "handsome devil" to saying his muscles are sexy. Zane also has a rowdy and reckless side. He has been known to drink, despite being underage, and often did things just for the gruesome scars they would result in. His scars are like trophies to him, and he's immensely proud of each one, often showing them off.
|History|
Zane was born and raised on his father's farm in Pulaski, Georgia. He had two brothers, one older, and one younger. His mother died giving birth to his younger brother, so Zane grew rather upset for quite a while afterward, but knew he had to stay strong. He and his brothers had a fairly normal life for anyone living in a tiny farm town. They helped their father with the work, growing strong and hardy throughout the years. Zane had a great bond with his brothers. When his older brother turned eighteen, he left to join the Marines, leaving Zane, then thirteen, with their five year old brother. They found out about a year and a half later that their older brother had died in war. Zane grew very distant and bitter after losing his brother, his best friend, and began getting in fights, vandalizing property, and generally getting in trouble. He did enough to make a point, yet not enough to be taken away from his remaining brother, who he had become extremely protective over. But when his younger brother was killed in a car accident, he grew very violent and aggressive, and his criminal activity grew more extreme. He no longer cared about the consequences, believeing he had nothing left to live for, no reasons to behave. His father sent him to military school in an attempt to straighten him out, but Zane ran away from the academy about a year later. He left his hometown, moving frm city to city, from state to state in order to avoid being tracked down by the police. Despite the fact that he didn't want to be caught, that didn't stop him from getting in fights and causing trouble. Finally, after Zane lost his temper and shot a man he'd been arguing with, the police managed to find him. They charged him with murder and sent him to Juve to await his final adult sentence.
|Other|
Zane is rather tall as 6'5', and because he most likely got his hat taken from him when put in Juve, he's angrier than usual. XP

[cub;]

Dakota

Smoke yanked with all her might to be released from the harsh hold of the cops. This was her fifth time in juve and it sort of felt like home now. "Put your feet hear' a police man ordered her. She battered around trying to escape but there was no use. she obeyed the officer and stood on the square as they searched her. With a sudden yank she was back in the arms of two officers. "Here is your uniform, suit up and our officers will escort you to your cell" said one of the males. i put on the orange suit and got to my cell. "my little slice of h*ll" she said and walked out to the community area. there were few prisoners in the block but she was kind of thankful for that. Less people meant less threats. She had gotten into to many fights before but still would fight if she needed to defend herself. Smoke sat down at one of the metal tables and scanned the area.

[ShadowHunteress]

Sharp looked around as he walked into the 'common' area, the center of the room had the metal picnic tables, that were bolted to the floor, and around them were their rooms, the cells they spend most of their time in. Except for when the guards opened the doors and let all the 'troubled' kids out to mingle, unless they were too 'dangerous'. Sharp's easy grin grew larger, he was considered one of the 'safer' ones for some reason. To the new kids he would look like someone who could be pushed around, and wouldn't do anything if he was used. But anyone who had been around awhile knew he was one of the top dogs around here, and that he took nothing, from anyone.

He wasn't an overly big guy, lean and a little taller then average, but he knew his way around words, and how to fight. That's how he became top dog, but for now he just cheerily smiled as he surveyed the area happily. He grinned charmingly at everyone, "How are you all this morning?" he asked chiperly as he sat down at one of the cold metal tables, a warm look on his face, almost friendly.

[lucky.]

{edited my form.Ill Roleplay in a sec.}

[cub;]

Dakota

Smoke looked up at the lean guy leaning on a pillar. all she did was eye him. He looked to arrogant ""Who are you" she asked in a hushed tone, hoping only he could hear it. "and I'm not a new comer I've been here before" she didn't want to cause anything but she tried not to show weakness. He obviously was at the top of the food chain of the prison. if she could fit in with them she would be feared as well but why get your hopes up. She still eyed him and stretched out. but on the other hand she had noticed some other new comers and smiled. she loved to think about what each person did to get thrown in there. she had so much on her mind and the guy was only one of the topics coursing through her head. she was back in juve again, her second home.