They Don't Care About Us (Raft Prisoners, max of 4)

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The lead guard would keep a close eye on Mary, apparently still privy to her own charms. That would lead his partner to have to continue the conversation without him. Notably in regards to Cletus' beans.

"You already got your food inmate. Now sit down and shut up! Or else we'll have to detain you back in your cell."

The guard that was smitten with Typhoid would then finally look towards Cletus, practically laughing at the villain's plead for more food. He'd decide to feed him a bit of something else more fitting, especially for a psycho like him.

"You want beans pal? Well...we could add a bit more juice to that collar of yours. A bit more bang for your buck."

He'd wave a signal for a camera that would be viewing the proceedings within the cafeteria. Once the signal was given, Cletus would feel a current flowing through his body, causing him immense pain. The villain would practically fall onto the floor, notably helpless without the full extent of his symbiote.

"Get this guy in lock up. Don't know why the docs thought giving him social interactions was actually good for the f**k*r."

The rest of the guards would come to detain Cletus as the collar continued to shock the man nearly into unconsciousness. But, as they came to do so, an idea would come to the mind of the lead guard. One that caused him to look back at Mary, and then at Aleksei.

"You know what? I got a better idea. Take him to the arena, Rhino too."

"What? AAAaaaaaaauuuuugh!"

The villain too, would feel the intense shock that originated from the collar around his neck. He'd fall to his knees, while more guards came in to drag Aleksei to their mysterious destination. Extra collars and gurneys were brought in to carry the two, as they were handcuffed with titanium alloy locks, while being brought along to wherever this arena would be.

All the while, the lead guard would look towards Mary and invite her to see the proceedings.

"Hey sweetheart. Heard you're the bloodthirsty type? You wanna come watch?"

Another guard would inform the man that they would probably get in trouble for letting another inmate in on the stands to watch, but the lead guard would brush it off.

"This is a bad idea Rob. We could get in trouble with the Warden."

"Chang can back off. He won't know if no one tells him. Now, what do you say babe? Want to come with?"

[Judi Strange]

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"A Malicious Fever burns..In our hearts, in our veins.
Your blood, my blood- All blood runs the same."

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    Slowly, ever slowly a little typhoid peeked out, none likely would notice as she slowly, slowly let a little of the Mary slip away as she inwardly dangled her over the abyss of the dark inside, Bloody was in there the two could play while she played with the boys.. Oh how she loved to play with the boys. She had slowly began to push her gift of the mind into the guards, first the one smitten with her, she pushed him to lover her, to want a torrid little thing in a dark closet—whatever fantasy the boys with badges got off on. Plenty of things in a broom closet, sharp, binding a little fun could never go amiss until someone got hurt.

    The shock widened her eyes as the worn that walked like a man Cletus got his for acting like a low class psychotic. Poor bastard, but still it was more human than what she would have given him. Still his pushing her weakened Mary, she did owe him that. It did however not mean she wouldn't enjoy the sights, the sounds the scents of his wormy twitching little stick boy body quiver. “Thank you, I thought he was going to stab me or something,” Look at this, Oscar winning damsel voice, who needed Mary when you can play pretend.

    As more guards came, it started slow she wanted them to see her, like her.. she went mind to mind tickling their little fantasies and passions. It wasn’t love, it was bare naked animal desire, it could come in handy. The shock of Aleksei narrowed her eyes a slight margin, his torment she took no pleasure in. He’d played gentleman and netted some rewards, he was better than worm boy- much better than worm boy.

    A nod and a smile as she stepped forward, passing close enough to breeze past him physically, a bare touch as she stoked his want. She played with her hair a moment, same as Mary would but in a mirrored way, left handed she stepped closer. “Yes, please, I promise to behave- you all protected me from the skinny losers assault, it would be like sitting with heroes..Rob.”

As they all moved to exit she moved close with Rob still pushing, for the dissenter, an opening she stared to push his envy of Rob, his power, even now the crazy chic seemed to want him, Envy was just the trick. Passing again the reflective glass this time she saw Bloody, she wanted a turn but no, this was Typhoid Game, bloody would just murder everyone not a she, what fun was that. She smiled and blew a kiss are the darker hateful reflection that to her seemed to pound on the glass to get out- To-day was a Typhoid day and Bloody would have to sate herself in the dark inside..with Mary.





   

Typhoids Theme song: In this Moment : Sick Like me
Heroes: Magik |Captain Marvel| She-Hulk | Pixie
Villains: Spiral | Typhoid Mary | Loki | White Rabbit 

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Carnage

"In my experience I've found it isn't the 'alone' part people are scared of... It's the dying part."

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Cletus' body would revolt at the electricity coursing through his veins. He had half a mind to skewer the man's larynx with the little bit of symbiote he had left in his body, but he knew that he couldn't. If he did, they'd take it from him. He was getting glimpses of attacks on some small, urban town in the mountains. Fighting some air girl.
What the hell was that? Whatever it was, it was invigorating.


Cletus would lunge at the man, hoping to strangle him, but was struck down. After the assault was over, he'd scream out at them many creative slurs, curses, and ways to kill them. While he couldn't fight what was happening, he knew he'd try.


"I'LL KILL YOU, YOU BITCH! YOU WANT TO THROW DOWN WITH OL' CLETUS, EH? I'LL TAKE ONE OUTTA YA SO HARD YOU'LL HAVE THAT DUMB BITCH SMILE COMING OUT OF YER NECK, YA HEAR ME? I'LL END YOU!!!"

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Carried along by the gurney, Aleksei would try to break out of the restraints to no avail. He'd see Cletus being pulled alongside him, towards this foreboding "arena". He heard the rumors about the guards here organizing the inmates to fight amongst some underground fight club, with those making bets over these superhuman bouts. Highly illegal, but the government never seemed to care what went on within the prison, as long as those who were powered had remained locked up in the prison. A "Don't Ask, Don't Tell" policy, quite notable after Osborn came into power.


So, with the two prisoners being dragged along by the guards, Rob would keep trying to make the moves on the female inmate, against the advice of his colleagues who knew better.

"Don't worry baby. Big Man Rob here will keep you safe and sound. Just stay close and nothing will go wrong."

Scoffs could be audibly heard by the guards around them. They'd let Rob have his fun, as long as they made funny from the online funds going towards the black market fight. Walking past several cells and grey walls, they'd finally find themselves in front a pair of large double doors. Pressing a code on the keypad next to the door, the double doors would open up as the guards pushed the pair inside. There, the duo would see an open area surrounded by grey walls on all four sides, with four locked automatic doors with a keypad right next to them. Though higher up on the walls would be bulletproof glass windows with various seats and the like up above to allow an audience to view the on goings down below.

There would also be hidden cameras all through out the walls, able to have a nice view of whatever went down in the large expansive "arena" down below. The guards would leave the locked up prisoners in their gurneys within the arena, as they would walk through one of the double doors and walk up the stairs to be seated up above behind the glass.

Aleksei and Cletus would then hear a beep, leading to the locks on their gurneys to be released. With the men freed, they'd hear a voice over the intercoms, instructing them on what to do next.

"Alright boys, here you are. The ARENAAAAA!!! Here, you two are gonna settle your differences, like men. Isn't that what all of y'all are here to see!?"

The sounds of a canned audience would oddly play through the speakers, as if it was playing for some at home audience. "You'll notice your powers are right back to normal. Use 'em to your hearts content, just don't try any funny business and try to break out. Or try to get some payback right at us. Cause I, and everyone else here, got the switches to turn your powers off just like that. So give us a show! FIGHT!!!"

Aleksei would simply scoff as he got off the gurney. He was in no mood to prance about like some zoo exhibit. He was a human being for god's sake.

"What a pointless game. There's no need for us to play Kasady. I am in no mood for a fight."

Whether the psychopath agreed was a different manner, but we will all see what happens next, won't we?

[Judi Strange]

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"A Malicious Fever burns..In our hearts, in our veins.
Your blood, my blood- All blood runs the same."

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    The glistening smile that rewarded Rob was as beautiful as it was feral. This was the game, you like the “Big man” pretend to be in control, be assured he could tame what could not be tamed. For a while, for a fleeting moment until she could get the upper hand, likely alone. “Close as lovers,” came the honey kissed words from Mary Walker, well, Typhoid to be honest Mary was shrieking in the dark inside tormented by devil's past.



The scoffs caught her bright glistening gaze as each around she stroked their jealousy of “The Big Man.” Slowly she pried at their dull minds, slipping inside the cracks in the armor all men had for the right woman, she didn’t know of the collars held her mental gifts in check, but they weren’t the only way to work a man's mind, or kill if push came to shove. Aleksei reminded her of Fisk. He’d done ok by her so if she could she’d get them both out, the other could bleed out for all she cared.



Arm laced with the “Big Man” she noted the route, looks for avenues of escape for them both, and the other if the mood struck until at last they arrived at the Arena. “Big guy will win,” she offered simply, little guy was well, just a suit and an attitude.




   

Typhoids Theme song: In this Moment : Sick Like me
Heroes: Magik |Captain Marvel| She-Hulk | Pixie
Villains: Spiral | Typhoid Mary | Loki | White Rabbit 

[razor]

Carnage

"In my experience I've found it isn't the 'alone' part people are scared of... It's the dying part."

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Cletus was in a rather compromised position. That stupid power collar meant nothing. He got the same amount of power regardless of what happened. They knew that little bit of symbiote wasn't enough to help him escape this thing... They just made him wear it because it was uncomfortable. Rhino, on the other hand, got the full force of his power back.


With this little bit of symbiote, he knew that he could take the hits. He couldn't tank them, but he wouldn't die because of them. He'd be slightly faster, and he could draw blood... If he could draw ENOUGH blood though...
Every rational thought in his twisted brain told him that this was a bad idea and he can't win.
Every rational thought in his twisted brain told him to stand down for today.
Too bad he only had about one or two of those per year.


"Sorry, big guy... You've got something that I want..." He'd say with a wide, toothy grin as a thin symbiote lining covered his body, "I'm gonna steal yer blood."

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Prison Arena

This is bad. This is really bad. It would seem that Cletus had no reason to go along with a peaceful resolution. That meant a fight was on his hands. Not that Aleksei really minded all that much. He wanted a brawl. His fists seem to desire one, and it would seem he'd have no choice. He'd have to appease the prison guards one way or another, and there was no doubt that Cletus would gut into him if given the chance. There was no holding back here.

"Very well, but the only blood you will ever find is your own сволочь."

Maintaining the same strategy that he has when wearing the Rhino suit, he would charge straight at Cletus, aiming to run him over. His durability was indeed far lower than before with his suit, so his skin may indeed be penetrable if enough effort and force was given. Kasady had more of a chance than he'd realize. After all, both weren't at their full "power" given both of their suits were of their reach. All they had was the power within their devices. Their hands, their feet, and whatever "power" they had left to rip out each others' throats.

[Judi Strange]

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"A Malicious Fever burns..In our hearts, in our veins.
Your blood, my blood- All blood runs the same."

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    The call of one man tearing another to scraps was, well, in its own way intoxicating. She moved around the guard she entreated, lean thin fingers tracing around his shoulder as she watched. She'd find her way free, but a little blood sport never hurt anyone. 

In a way she wanted to see her big guy beat the face in of the little creep. She rested her chin on the guard's shoulder and reached out, how much she could get around the collar now that she was well past her dosing remained to be seen. She reached into the big guy, tried to enflame him with the passion, the genuine shared passion she had for caving in Cletus' face into a crimson puddle.

The three aspects of herself, the Maiden the Beast and the Harlot may argue on a great many things, but Cletus and suffering was pretty unanimous. She looked to the side as she moved alike a snake through the minds of the men, not enough to control due to the collar but enough to push, all men were violence, all men were animals. Enough blood, and perhaps she could simply slip away and let them bath in the scrawny one's blood.    



   

Typhoids Theme song: In this Moment : Sick Like me
Heroes: Magik |Captain Marvel| She-Hulk | Pixie
Villains: Spiral | Typhoid Mary | Loki | White Rabbit 

[razor]

Carnage

"In my experience I've found it isn't the 'alone' part people are scared of... It's the dying part."

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Cletus would see the man rushing him and cackle with glee. Did this guy actually think that he couldn't handle a shoulder tackle by him? Even without the Carnage symbiote? He's a goddamned psychopath. He's survived a burning orphanage, he's survived his daddy beatin' him senseless, he's survived his sweet sweet grammy hittin' him with her walker and runnin' him over with her wheelchair...
This Russian bastard didn't have SHIT on that.


"Lookin' a bit confident here, Alexis... Maybe you shoulda thought about my little conundrum before you started rushin' at me like a dumb animal. I said, I'M GONNA STEAL YER BLOOD!!!" He'd growl as he matched the rush that Rhino was sending to him.


Cletus would actually let Rhino get his hit in, opting to tank the hit for the opportunity to latch himself onto the beast. No matter what part of the body Rhino hit him with, Cletus would focus all the symbiote on that one spot that had him stuck to the Rhino and shoot out spikes into his body. Assuming he didn't have any kind of defense, he would begin sucking out Rhino's blood through the spikes, and more of the Carnage symbiote would form around him.


"MMMM TASTY!!!"

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That would prove to be a risky plan, as Aleksei ran full speed into Cletus. Given the psychopath refused to avoid the charge, the formerly armored supervillain would tackle the would be symbiotic villain into the wall behind him. There would be an audible CRASH! once Kasady felt his back smash into the concrete wall behind him.

But, Sytsevich's move didn't come without cost. Cletus focused all of the remaining symbiotic blood left in his body into one spike, all to stab through Rhino's prison garb. He'd feel Cletus stab into the giant man's gut, but no blood would be dropped just yet. The man still held quite a lot of durability. Not as much as he would under the protection of his suit, but he could still withstand large calibers of bullets for a decent amount of time. Though, inevitably said bullets would pierce through his bruised flesh after enough waves plow into his body.

Which is why it's quite startling that Cletus was already able to bruise his skin right where his ribs would be. One more exerted effort, and perhaps Cletus would actually get blood this time around. So Aleksei would need to finish the fight quickly before then.

Especially as he felt this strange urge to just smash Cletus' head in, even more than usual. He felt he'd feel a great sense of pleasure in the act. A sense of satisfaction. And so, the Rhino would take the opportunity to throw his haymakers, relying on his old experience from fighting in the streets within Mother Russia. He would kill Cletus here and now, if he could land just enough punches. And he had no intention to stop his onslaught. Not unless Cletus, or even Mary up above in the protected stands, came up with some type of interruption to get his attention.

[razor]

Carnage

"In my experience I've found it isn't the 'alone' part people are scared of... It's the dying part."

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Cletus was slammed against the wall with a groan. He'd find himself surprised that he didn't pull any blood off of the man. Looking up, a wicked grin would spread across his face. While Cletus was not at his full strength, this was a man that survived being beaten as a child... But he's been through something much worse.
Being inside of the Carnage symbiote.


He was twisted around, crushed, and broken so many times... He felt it every single time. It hurt every single time. Every broken bone. Every torn ligament. Every perforated lung. Every skin peeling moment. He felt it. Getting roughed up? This was nothing... He was practically a walking corpse.


Out of nothing but pure survival instinct, the amount of symbiote that Cletus could use lessened so he could work on his defense. Keeping his ever breaking body from breaking at the fist of Rhino. With all that symbiote internalized, he would pull out just enough for symbiote forearm blades.


"HEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!!! COME ON, THEN!!! LET'S SEE WHO LASTS LONGER!" He'd say.


The psycho would do NOTHING to keep himself from the assault. Instead, he would dedicate all of his energy into slicing away at any part of Rhino's body with his forearm blades, letting the internalized symbiote do the healing for him.

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The Rhino would land punch after punch upon the psychopath's face. He'd feel the bones practically crack under his fist. The fight had to be over. Cletus' skull should have been turned to mulch by now. Instead, the foe just took the blows, laughing. His face was somehow regenerating just fast enough, not to fully recover all the blood flowing from his face, but just enough to maintain the shape of a head. The sight of which would have grossed out even Aleksei if he wasn't so full of adrenaline.

But even the Rhino would get tired eventually, as Cletus would eventually fight back, creating bladed weapons upon his appendages. Swinging wildly, the Rhino would feel the force of one swing hit head, slightly causing the formerly armored villain to stagger. Then Cletus would land a lucky blow right where he attempted to stab from before, within the ribs of Sytsevich. That would hurt tremendously.

"AAAAAAAAAggh!"

He'd stagger backwards a few steps, reeling from the blow. Cletus had bought himself some breathing room, leaving time for psychotic for an attack of his own.

[razor]

Carnage

"In my experience I've found it isn't the 'alone' part people are scared of... It's the dying part."

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Cletus huffed as he fell from the wall and hitting one knee for a second. His body wasn't used to actually feeling all of this pain. It was kind of intoxicating. He looked up at the brute with a deep sense of joy before rushing towards him and sliding under the big guy's legs and swiping on the tender parts on the back of his knees. He was hoping that it would bring him to his knees, but he wasn't sure that would happen. So, for clarity, he would create spikes and stab them into the same area that he sliced.


"You're such a pushover, Al! You're losin right now, but I'm not even in my full suit. When I get my skin back, I swear to you I'll pull you out of your dumb Rhino costume like a turtle gets pulled outta its shell!!!" He'd say with a psychotic glint to his eye.

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