World of Magic

>Nod "yes".

>"Have any ideas?"

> Examine the door to the cell and its lock, have to woman watch for approaching guards while this is being done.

edited 17th Jun '15 3:20:04 PM by Laithelryn

> Stay and wait for a guard to appear, and then use the woman's make-up skills to temporarily blind him. Then steal his keys and escape.

@Everyone

>Nod "yes".

You do that.

>"Have any ideas?"

> Examine the door to the cell and its lock, have to woman watch for approaching guards while this is being done.

"Hey, can you look and see if there's any guards coming? Also, do you have any idea for escaping?"

The woman looks out the steel bars, her eyes resting for a second on the wad of toilet paper you threw outside, before observing carefully for anyone to come. She explains her plan to you as you examine the lock.

"Alright, in the morning, they'll call us out for breakfast, right? So what we do is, we start a food fight. Then, when everyone is distracted, we steal the keys from some random guard and go out the front door."

"Have you done this often?" you ask. The door is made of white steel, and the lock is set on your left side when facing it. You can reach it easily, but you don't have a key or anything you can use to pick the lock.

"It's my go-to plan whenever I land in here."

"And what are the odds the guards are gonna fall for it another time?"

She shrugs. "I like my chances."

> Stay and wait for a guard to appear, and then use the woman's make-up skills to temporarily blind him. Then steal his keys and escape.

"Hm. Question: Does your magic work in here?"

"Of course not, you idiot, why the hell do you think they stick witches in here if we could just use our magic to get out?"

"Okay, okay, I was just amking sure...."

What do you do?

Ask her about what she plans to do after we jailbreak.

In the interim, look around for a key...or a blade... or some combination therein.

Ask her if she knows what time it is.

> Fashion makeshift garrotes and ropes by ripping up the bedding.

>Ask her about what she plans to do after we jailbreak.

"So what are you gonna do after you get out?"

She shrugs. "Iunno. Keep giving people bad makeovers, probably."

You raise an eyebrow.

>In the interim, look around for a key...or a blade... or some combination therein.

Well, you know there isn't any of either in the cell, else you would've found them while you were searching it earlier. However....

"Well, did you manage to sneak anything in? Like a key, or a blade, or maybe a... Key... blade...?"

"Keyblade? The hell is that? It sounds awfully stupid and impractical. And no, I don't have anything on me, or else I'd have used it already."

Welp. And you were just starting to think it could actually be a pretty cool weapon. But hey, who cares what she thinks, right? Once you get out of here, you're totally getting yourself a Keyblade.

>Ask her if she knows what time it is.

"Welp. Do you at least know what time it is?"

She thinks for a bit. "About midnight, probably? Iunno, I'm beat. Why are these mattresses on the bench, and the sheets and pillows strewn about?"

".... No reason....."

> Fashion makeshift garrotes and ropes by ripping up the bedding.

Now there's an idea. You take the sheets and start tearing them up, trying the strips together.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm making a rope. Obviously. You wanna help?"

After a moment, she shrugs and joins you in the rope-making.

"So, hey," she says as she works. "I never got your name."

> Lie to her about your name using a very believable and mundane alias.
> Ask her name and try to obtain other details about her.

edited 17th Jun '15 5:28:27 PM by Laithelryn

...Tell the truth (your real name). Also, ask her for her name and stuff.

(I'm with Lai here, especially since, in a game called World of Magic, it may be possible to use a name against the barer)

> Lie to her about your name using a very believable and mundane alias.

>(I'm with Lai here, especially since, in a game called World of Magic, it may be possible to use a name against the barer)

>

"My name? Uh, my name is.... Johnathan... Anderson. Yes. That is my name."

She raises an eyebrow. "That's not what I meant. I meant your villain name. Who do I know you as?"

You sigh. "I don't like my villain name..."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm not a villain."

She shrugs. "It's how society sees you."

You sigh. "They call me Liquid Wreck."

> Ask her name and try to obtain other details about her.

>Also, ask her for her name and stuff.

"What about you? What's your name?"

She smirks. "You may know me as... Bad Hair Day."

Well, she certainly lives up to her name.

"Anything else I should know about you?"

"Eh, not really. What you see is what you get."

The two of you finish up tying all the bedsheet strips into ropes. You've managed to gather a considerable length. What do you do now?

>Smash the toilet.

>Make a shiv out of a shard of porcelain.

> Examine the ceiling and look for light sources anywhere in the room.

edited 17th Jun '15 9:26:23 PM by Laithelryn

>(not sure if this will work...) Use oil magic to coat the bars of the cell. The next time the guard comes by and hits the bars with the nightstick, you can use the oil that might attach to the stick to manipulate things from outside the cell. Having realized that this action failed miserably, stare outside the window longing for escape... And then actually do something random.

edited 18th Jun '15 12:32:27 AM by zbse

Magic doesn't work here.

>Use oil magic to coat the bars of the cell. The next time the guard comes by and hits the bars with the nightstick, you can use the oil that might attach to the stick to manipulate things from outside the cell.

You will your oil magics to coat the bars. Nothing happens.

>Having realized that this action failed miserably, stare outside the window longing for escape... And then actually do something random.

You stare out at the massive moon, rising above the Skyscraper of Remembrance. How you wish you could climb that skyscraper, free from the confines of this awful white cell.

> Examine the ceiling and look for light sources anywhere in the room.

You look up at the cieling. It's bare. You contniue to search for a light source, but don't have to look far - There's flourescent lighting running up and down the hallways.

>Smash the toilet.

.... How? You suppose you could use a plank of wood from the beds, but you don't really have the strength to tear one off. However......

You toss the matresses off the bench, then kindly ask Bad Hair Day to help you carry it. She lifts one end while you lift the other, then the two of you carry it off to the tiny bathroom.

"Alright, on my mark. Ready? One... Two... Three!"

You smash the bench onto the toilet. Nothing happens.

"Again!"

After three more tries, the end of the bench is looking very disfigured, and while the toilet has been damaged some, there are no porcelain shards coming off. As well, all your toilet-smashing has now attracted the attention of a very angry guard.

"What the hell are you two doing?" he asks.

You quietly swear under your breath as you smash the bench into the toilet one last time. The seat cracks upon impact. One of the shards is large enough to make a good shiv, you think, probably.

"That's it, no more benches for you two," says the guard, taking out his keys and unlocking the door. "Hey Bill, come watch these guys while I get rid of this."

The other guard, Bill, comes over to make sure you don't try any funny business while his partner drags the bench out of the cell.

This is it. You think you probably have a pretty good chance of escaping here. You give Bad Hair Day a nudge, and she nods in understanding.

What do you do?

>Hide your porcelain shiv inside your jumpsuit so that it does not cut you

>Wait until breakfast tomorrow

> Try to pickpocket a guard as they confiscate your items.

edited 18th Jun '15 1:19:44 AM by Laithelryn

If the guard reacts, stab him with the shiv.

>Hide your porcelain shiv inside your jumpsuit so that it does not cut you

As the guard drags the bench out of the bathroom, you sneak in there, take the shiv, then hide it in your jumpsuit, careful to ensure you won't accidentally stab yourself if you move wrong. Then, you exit the bathroom again.

> Try to pickpocket a guard as they confiscate your items.

As the guard drags it past you, you notice his keys hanging off his belt. You sneakily reach over to grab it, but the other guard, Bill, spots you.

"Hey! Stop right there!"

>If the guard reacts, stab him with the shiv.

Both you and the other guard stop, and in a split second of decision, you reach into your jumpsuit and take out the shiv, tossing it at Bill.

It smacks into one of the bars and bounces off.

"Dammit," you mutter under your breath as the other guard looks up and starts shouting obscenities at you. He mentions something about "solitary confinement", which causes Bad Hair Day to shudder. You get the feeling you don't want to know what that is.

After he calms down, he drags the bench the rest of the way out of the cell, Bill takes the shiv and locks the door back up, and the two guards carry it away together. As they walk down the hallway, the one whose name you don't know slips on the wad of toilet paper you threw out, falling to the floor and dropping the bench. You try not to laugh, but a snicker manages to escape, which earns you some more yelling and profanities.

Gods, you cannot wait until morning.

>Wait until breakfast tomorrow

"Yeah, okay, no more funny business until breakfast," says Bad hair Day. "Trust me on this one; you don't wanna end up in solitary confinement.

You shrug as she puts the mattresses back onto the bunk bed, then tosses you a pillow and takes one for herself, climbing onto the top bunk.

You toss your pillow onto the bottom bunk and climb into it, staring up at the wood panels above you. A cold breeze flows in through the window. You're starting to regret ripping up all those blankets.

After a while, you manage to close your tired eyes and drift off to sleep.

>Dream.

You awaken on a dark plane, with many glowing numbers floating around. Ones and zeroes, shining with a blue-green light, though you can see absolutely nothing other than the numbers.

And then, something catches your eye. A speck of light, shining on where you assume is the ground, an indeterminate distance away.

What do you do?