S.T.A.R Intergalactic Prison for the Supernaturally Unstable

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Name: Cherry Noir
Species: Demon/Vampire Hybrid
Gender: Female
Age: 118 looks 20
Powers/Skills: Telekinesis, Dark elemental, Soul Extraction
Why you're here: She extracted souls as an agent by the government but they suddenly had her captured after her last assignment in a far flung country.
Short Bio: will be revealed in the RP
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Cherry's cell opened for the "Social" time. Nobody seems to actually pay attention to her which she found much to her liking. Being an agent of the government, distrust is second nature to her. That's why she always prefer being alone. She walked to her usual spot. She sat and took out a chessboard. She plays it alone and nobody dares to come near her.
She sighed as she concentrated on the pieces. However, she only looked absorbed playing chess by herself but the truth was she was listening to the surroundings. She heard Jessica and someone named DJ talking loudly. She stopped playing for a while and saw a new comer. She shrugged before returning to her chessboard. "Checkmate." she muttered toppling the black king piece with the white queen piece. She rearranged the pieces again and started another round.
 
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2014-07-26-21-01-49-970050013.jpeg Name: Michael Blade
Species: Dragon human hybrid
Gender: Male
Age: 150 looks 25
Power/Skills: controls fire and electricity able to from a dragon scale armor on his skin for defense.. super strength, speed, and stamina. Knows martial arts and a weapons master

why you're here: He destroyed a whole town killing the men women and children

Short Bio: a mercenary that went insane after the death of his squad.. went berserk and enjoyed it ever sense and won't ever stop killing.. he will kill again when the time comes

Michael would be in his cell his arms chained to the walls.. and his legs caned to.. his knees touching the ground his yellow eyes glaring down at the ground a mask around his mouth to prevent from breathing fire. The guards came into his cell and unlocked him to let him get some free time.. they unlocked his chains and they started escorting him to the social area. He glared straight ahead not saying a word and showing no emotion. He walked to a table and sat down his hands on the table keeping to himself
 
After some time, Cecilia stopped playing and looked around. There were some who were brave enough to stop by and greet her. She managed to nod and when she feel like it, smile a bit which were very rare. She was bored and her fingers tapping the table top. Her face was expressionless as she observed the people. Sighing, she stood up and asked a guard if she could go back to her cell already. The guard shook his head and shoved her back roughly that she almost stumbled and land face first. She glared at the guard who started to approach her with that wicked looking stick. She composed herself and went back to her spot. The guard then stopped and left. She sighed again and decided to remove the flowers petal. "Die. I'm so bored." she muttered to herself.
 
Mica was slowly floating around the social area, creatures of all kind were engaged in various social activities around her, but she did attract occasional glances, mostly because space occasionally flickered around her, creating various short-lived shapes that faded within seconds. These shapes usually had a low mass but could be touched. Continuing to float she approaches the dining area. There were various people here, including a few engaged in some sort of game.
She decided to float over them, and observe what are they doing. This "prison" might not be that much of a bore after all.
 
Michael grew tired of just sitting he looked towards the guards glaring at them.. he would look behind himself to see a guard standing behind him. He sighed wishing he had all his strength.keeping his eye on the guards has he looked at them pointing to his mask asking for it to be removed and they gave him the go ahead. He took it off and would then take a deep breath finally free to talk. " thanks " he said has he sat there