Crimson Prison Assault. [B-rank Event]
Jan 27, 2016 12:58:52 GMT -7
Post by JiMmIyZ - Hel on Jan 27, 2016 12:58:52 GMT -7
By the Ame shinobi's incredible strength against the weakened bodies of the starved prisoners it was no surprise that the captured criminals were so easily dealt with. The bolt sliced through the two men so quickly that the third had little time to even acknowledge their deaths. So focused on the incoming Isamu the final prisoner was struck in the shoulder by the incoming bo shuriken. Wounded, his focus wavered at the most inappropriate time for it to do so and he was quickly cleaved in the side and launched upward into the ceiling. The blade cut into him so cleanly, it was unnatural. In fact every attack was so much more devastating than it normally would be. These prisoners, their bodies were rendered so helpless. Shadows of their former selves. The Crimson Prison, spoken so highly above the ground the brutal nature of this place was dastardly.
As the group would move on through the halls they would find more dead bodies, most with defensive wounds proving that it was a bloody match. These men and women, they didn't want to die. Passing by some of the open cells a few survivors would look their way for a brief moment but turn their heads down again as they sat in their cells. A feeling of solemn helplessness drafted the image of these broken souls. Life or death, it didn't matter to these few. They just wanted the ordeal to be over with. Finally arriving at the other end of the halls the remaining prisoners were bashing against a barricade with a devilish fever. They wanted blood, they wanted revenge, revenge for all the abuse they suffered. Currently they were preoccupied with their task and had not noticed the four shinobi but they would soon enough. Savagery screamed in their eyes and blood dripped from their hands. Death to Amegakure!
(OOC: Posting ahead of Emi. Molokai )
As the group would move on through the halls they would find more dead bodies, most with defensive wounds proving that it was a bloody match. These men and women, they didn't want to die. Passing by some of the open cells a few survivors would look their way for a brief moment but turn their heads down again as they sat in their cells. A feeling of solemn helplessness drafted the image of these broken souls. Life or death, it didn't matter to these few. They just wanted the ordeal to be over with. Finally arriving at the other end of the halls the remaining prisoners were bashing against a barricade with a devilish fever. They wanted blood, they wanted revenge, revenge for all the abuse they suffered. Currently they were preoccupied with their task and had not noticed the four shinobi but they would soon enough. Savagery screamed in their eyes and blood dripped from their hands. Death to Amegakure!
(OOC: Posting ahead of Emi. Molokai )