A bus drives through the forest towards it's destination. A specially designed prison in the middle of no where. This prison was built to contain prisoners. The guards have all been specially trained to handle these prisoners. On the outside the prison appears to but normal, but there are many secrets hidden within its walks. Today the prison would be recieving their first shipment of criminals.

Griffin snorted as the crazy looking guy asked about having goats in his cell. He had no idea why the dude would want that but he didn't see the officials agreeing to it. Griffin studied the other criminals. He wondered what crimes they had each committed. He didn't know nor did he care. He would kill them all. He would safe the would from these evil doers.

Sydney slowly walked down the aisle in the bus, dragging her hands over the dirty seats as she went, with her pink, plump lips pressed into a line. As she stepped off the bus she was met by a guard putting a hard grip on her upper arm.
"Hi." Sydney said in a excessively sweet voice and flashed a smile. " I would let go if I were you." She adviced, but pulled her arm out the the guard's grip herself and continued walking behind the inmate in front of her.

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As the other prisoners got out of the bus, casually walking down the small hallway in the middle of the two rows of seats, Ninja wasn't in the line. She was climbing up and over the seats, which was typical of her since she climbed on almost EVERYTHING that she could get a grip on. She could have just stepped over them with her long legs, but no, she was literally crawling over the various seats. When she reached the front she dropped down infront of another inmate and got off the bus. Quickly she began observing her surroundings and fellow inmates. To the others Ninja looked like she was spazzing out due to the new environment. Eventually her spaztic eyes landed on an inmate talking to another, sounding awfully sweet. Now she just continued to stare as she observed. She didn't like people that were innocent sounding, it made her want to rip out their organs, but for now she just watched.

Theodore Twisp sweeped his hair over with his hand and winked at the guard as he got off the bus,
"Well, this is my new home, ayy?" Theodore gave a big grin and blew a kiss to the guard,
"This should be fun" The aroma of the prison filled Theodore's sinuses and he breathed out with a relaxing sigh. Out the corner of his eye he observed a girl crawling along the bus and watching two inmates converse, Theodore smiled at the situation with a sadistic grin, he saw her crazed look and knew exactly what it meant,
"Hey, Girl! Leave one for me? Pretty please? With a cherry on top" Theodore blew a kiss and eyed the inmates conversing,
"How... Sickening"

Kurt stepped off the bus, eyes scanning the area. His face remained unemotional as always, his gaze then turning to study his fellow inmates. His arms folded across his chest, quickly determining the basic things about the inmates by the way they held themselves. He then focused, well not quite focused since he was still paying attention to other things, but looked at Theodore Twisp. He seemed familiar, vaguely at least. Wouldn't be surprising if there were people here that he has heard of or worked with.

Milo walked off the bus, it felt odd not being in his normal jester garbs, he wondered if he could at least get his hat and mask back. He knew there was no way to get his staff, but that would be nice to. Besides just not having his old stuff, he also lacked the power he held so great in his gang. As he looked around he noticed one thing that seemed oh so out of place, Theodore Twisp, the real kingpin of his gang, not the boss One but literally the Kingpin who could even give One, orders was there. Milo walked over to Theodore, "Mr. Twisp I didn't expect to see you here,"

Twisp spun on his heels and gave a big grin to the man greeting him,
"Jester, right?" Theodore deeply inhaled and his eyes rolled back into his head as he spoke,
"You used to work for my employee..." Theodore's gaze returned to The Jester,
"One?" Theodore let out a chuckle and walked a few steps closer to The Jester,
"I almost didn't notice you without your hat and mask" Theodore's eyes were cold and emotionless as he surveyed the man that stood in front of him... Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind,
"How about... I get you your hat and mask and in exchange, you work for me in here" Theodore held his cold gaze until he spoke with joy again,
"You could be my right hand man" Theodore held out his right hand and chuckled

"Third, but you've got to be kidding. You could get me my old stuff?" His voice was filled with utter shock, there was no way he could get it, was there...

The guards escort the prisoners into the cellblock. The prison has two floors of cells. The woman would be taken upstairs while the guys were shoved into cells on the first. Each cell was about 5 foot by 5 foot. There was a metal bunk with a thin matters, a toilet, sink, and one metal chair.

Theodore laughed and put a hand on The Jester's shoulder,
"Of course I can get you your gear! Come on... I own everyth--" Theodore stopped in his tracks and his eyes glazed over as he caught the gaze of a man, a muscular man, a familiar man... The Shadow, one of Theodore's old assassins was here, standing a few feet away, Theodore came up with a very quick, very promising business venture, he used his free hand to part the people between him and The Shadow as his other hand pulled The Jester along,
"The Shadow... Here... With me, in prison!" Theodore was more than happy, he was elated,
"I have a proposition for you both... You both be my go-to-guys in here, I get you whatever you want from the outside and you get me whatever I want on the inside..." Before the deal was finished he was whisked away into his cell, the metal bars rolled shut in front of him and his gaze was fixed on a guard,
"Hey... Boss! Come over here?"

"I'll take that," was his last words before being filed off by the guards to his new home.

Austin suddenly remembered him, and was surprised that he didn't reconize him immediately. He worked for him for several years while he was first starting out before he came to be his own boss. He looked at the man that was talking to him and decided not to interrupt the conversation, and began to scan everyone else. He saw him approaching and turned with a grin," hello, long time no see." The grin quickly fell, back to his unemotional expression.

Griffin growled at the guards as they shoved him into a cell. He thought about the interactions he had seen. It seemed a few off the prisoners knew each other. Probably part of a gang, Griffin thought. He didn't know why the officials would put them in the same place when they knew together. It would make it more difficult for him to take them out but Griffin didn't mind a challenge.

Theodore sat whistling in his cell, he was bored; this happened often, he needed constant stimuli other wise he'd start slowly going mad. He had been whistling for what seemed like an hour, but in fact he had been thinking, thinking of a way to get gear in from the outside. Then he spotted a young guard, a ring on his finger meant he was married and the tiny splodge of baby food on his cuff meant a child... He knew how he could get things in, this guard was the key. Theodore continued to whistle despite the threats and insults from the other inmates, he thought them to be so vulgar...

Discust showed briefly on Kurt's face as he looked around the room. He wouldn't even fit laying down in the current arrangement. He shook his head, easily lifting the metal chair and putting it in one corner. Then he grabbed the metal bed and with a grunt, heaved it so it was diagonal. There. Now he could actually sleep straight out . Even if the guards told him to put it back. A small smirk formed over his face. He sat down in the metal chair. They should have bolted it down. A very easy item to use as a weapon. He looked out of the cell, lips pressed together to form a thin line.

"Welcome to my prison. This will be your new home for the rest of your lives. I know that many of you will try to escape. I want you to know that my guards have specially trained just to deal with people like you so escaping will not be easy. Anyone caught trying to escape will suffer the consequences. You will have meals and one free period together." The PA system crackled.