#v; escape

[lxsusnxturae-a]

@episentre bought a coffee

Alice knew that there was always the risk of capture, that one wrong move could strip her of her freedom and her life. 

She hadn’t expected it to happen on her day off. 

The CCG had stormed into the cafe, and suddenly she was on the ground, a knee pressing into her spine and RC inhibitor pushed into her veins. It wasn’t until hours later that she would awake in a darkened room, holding only a bed and a toilet. She knew this place, had heard tales of Cochlea. Like hell on earth, they had said. Worse than death. 

For a few weeks, she was left alone, to ponder the reasons they had for keeping her here. Surely, if she was such a threat, they would have just killed her?

The first few times they try to question her, she doesn’t speak, eyes stare directly into her interrogator until they either give up or get to uncomfortable to be near her. It became somewhat of a game, seeing how long different investigators last. 

She assumes this time will be much the same, as the guards lead her to the familiar room. She shuffles uncomfortably in the shirt that binds her arms to her chest, trying to move her shoulders to stop the ache that always built in them. 

Falling into the chair, she watches the man walk in with a blank stare, gaze not wavering from his body.

[miixedsins]

@ofinlustris liked for a starter!

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She had no choice. She had to go. The ponies that hated poor Dia had started a revolt, burning down buildings, hunting for her. She had barely managed to escape through the portal, but she did. Now she is running for dear life through the forest, running from whatever large creature is behind her, blood seeping through her clothing from the wounds she had received during her escape.

Dia is on the verge of passing out, but the adrenaline from her fear kept her on her hooves. Sunlight struck her face as she bursted through the bushes, finally out of the forest, out of the monster’s boundary. She skidded to a stop, gasping for breath. The adrenaline began to fade away, the blood loss starting to take its toll. She tried to fight it, but exhaustion from her run overpowered the filly. She collapsed onto her side, the enchanted glasses falling off her face.

[goofbcll]

@aguasazulesyestrellas​

      “We need a new engine if we want to get out out of here.”

Hunk focused his gaze toward the ship they he had crashed. That’s what happens when you’re trying to escape their Galran captors. He knew this would happen; meaning that he would have to stay on this planet a little while longer. 

Also there was the matter changing the pipes. One of them completely shattered. 

“Also, you need to rest. You’re hurt.”

[demcntwins]

Danny's Verses: Escape

Jazz and Danny both get emancipated because of the borderline neglect from the Fentons, whether intentional or not. Afterwards they move out of Amity to get a fresh start to make Danny feels safer being himself, they have the blueprints for the Fenton portal and they build it with some alterations to make it safer. After they finish the new portal Danny goes back to disable the one his parents made for safety reason, also because he doesn't want the ghosts going into Amity Park when he's not there to make sure them and humans are okay during attacks. As far as he's aware of Jack and Maddie don't know about him being Phantom, and he doesn't exactly have any plans to tell them himself.

[dpmultibitches]

Verse: Escape

Jazz and Danny both get emancipated because of the borderline neglect from the Fentons, whether intentional or not. Afterwards they move out of Amity to get a fresh start to make Danny feels safer being himself, they have the blueprints for the Fenton portal and they build it with some alterations to make it safer. After they finish the new portal Danny goes back to disable the one his parents made for safety reason, also because he doesn't want the ghosts going into Amity Park when he's not there to make sure them and humans are okay during attacks. As far as he's aware of Jack and Maddie don't know about him being Phantom, and he doesn't exactly have any plans to tell them himself.

[lxsusnxturae-a]

closed with @redballoonsandpaperboats

Shaking, a tremble set deep in her bones as the ghoul stumbles forwards, fatigue and hunger tearing at her mind. 

Flesh. 

Eyes dart about the group of teens, drool pooling at the corner of her mouth and running down her chin. Stumbling, her feet fall over eachother as she drags herself closer, going wild at the sight of such a meal. The teens, so blissfully unaware of her presence, seemed to taunt her. 

The wind changed, and suddenly their scent is blown directly to her nose. It’s UNBEARABLE, hunger overriding all self control as the teen launches herself forwards. It takes only a second for her to traverse the metres that seperate her from the goal, grabbing the nearest of the childen and slamming his body to the floor. 

Flesh.

Bodyweight pinning the child down, she’s vaguely aware of weight fists pounding on her back, screams of the childs name -”Georgie!”. Tongue licks slowly up the side of the boys face, savouring the fear that rolled off this child in waves. It’s enough to drive her insane. 

She’s just about to give in, about to let her jaw crush down on the teens throat when she senses it. An overbearing presence that seemed to push down from all directions. Head snaps up, still-human eyes meeting the clowns and a growl rumbles low in her throat. Fists tighten possessively in the boys yellow raincoat, lowering her body closer to it. 

“It’s m i n e.”

[lxsusnxturae-a]

Closed | littleredmarill

@littleredmarill 

The city was overwhelming.

Sounds, sights and smells bombarded the young Ghoul from every direction, driving her near insane. The hunger that threatened to overwhelm her certainly didn’t help.

Finally stumbling into an emptier part of the city, Yuki couldn’t hold back any longer. She killed the first personshe saw, an old man who looked like he hadn’t washed in months. 

The low quality of the flesh didn’t deter her, and the teen ate like a wild animal. Blood ran freely across the concrete, coating her hands and the front of her shirt. 

Hearing footsteps approaching, the Ghoul jerked her head up. Clutching the body defensively.she stared out from behind her dragon mask. 

Her persona had become well known for gruesome, plentiful deaths. Akaryu, as dubbed by the CCG. Aogiri and Kanou had welcomed the fear she brough, playing it up as much as they could.

“Mine.”

Her gutteral tone did well to hide her fear, and the defensive crouch she stood in was rock solid.”

[lxsusnxturae-a]

Closed | reishirogriff

@reishirogriff

Blood dripped from her chin, smothered on her shirt and smeared across her skin as she consumed with reckless abandon. 

The hunger had torn at her for days, screaming in her skull to lash out at anything within a metre of her. In honesty, she had held out much longer than she thought herself able to. 

When she had given in, it was rushed and messy - under the cover of dusk with her mask only half secured to her face. The mask had grown to be well known in her years of being a Ghoul, the dragon symbol respected in many circles. She was a dangerous Ghoul, dubbed Ryū and given the rating SS by the CCG within two months of being active with Aogiri.

Since escaping the organisation - and Doctor Kanou’s laboratories - the teen had been wandering Tokyo without a clue of how to support herself. She had no records, no clue of her true identity, and no one to trust.

Looking up as footsteps echoed at the end of the alley she currently resided in, hunched over the mangled corpse of some poor homeless man, the hybrid froze. Remaining deathly still, her eyes made contact with the others through her mask.

“Please don’t scream.”