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Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Julia Kray

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@Blazion@Eviledd1984@Perse

Julia had not been one of the protesting voices when Kai had tried to get into the elevator. She hadn't been paying any attention to that. Even in the chaos of the situation, she felt safe being in a metal box full of people in the same situation as her, with the same goal as her. For all the differences, for how she wasn't a part of this world, there was still a kinship. She felt safe to reflect on her actions. Taking a life had been far too easy. She acted on impulse, without thinking. Just like last time. Just like the police. There was still shock, and guilt, and dread. But she wasn't upset. She didn't want to cry this time. She didn't feel numb either. Her adrenaline was still in high gear, her body still on alert.

Kai's familiar voice brought her back. She'd eaten a lot. No kidding. If it had been anybody else but Kai who turned out to be the monster that was ripping guards to pieces back there, she'd still be scared of them. She looked back out to the hallway as the doors started to close and saw that the guard she had touched was missing. It immediately clicked, and her head snapped back to Kai, alarm and panic in Julia's eyes.

"Kai! You ate the guard I killed?! Are you okay? Is there anything wrong?!"

After Kai's assertions that she was fine, Julia let herself relax a little, and as the elevator started to move, she heard sobbing. She followed it, making her way to Abby. She was slumped on the floor, a mirror of Julia herself the first time she'd ever broken down. Also, Abby appeared to be talking to someone. Whether it was a symptom of mental illness, communication with a ghost, or both, it ultimately made no actual difference to Julia. She looked down at Abby with, not quite pity, but an expression that merely communicated 'First time, huh?'

The elevator finally stopped, and the doors opened to reveal more blood and more dead guards. So, the power outage had done more than free everyone in the cafeteria. Good. Julia caught herself. Countless guards were dead in front of her eyes, part of it her fault for being a part of the plan and taking Kai's muzzle off, and the first thought in her head had been 'good'. That was messed up.

Abby was freeing somebody else. Julia turned her attention to the two seemingly children. One she recognized as the Sweet Poison Killer. It was so strange seeing what had always felt more like a myth, or a campfire horror story than truth. Here he was, in the flesh, looking not a day older than the old photos. But the other boy was covered in blood, and had such an unhinged look in his eye, that a shiver went down Julia's spine. Here she was, looking at two children, and the real Sweet Poison Killer wasn't the scarier of the two. This was a Supervillain prison, all right.

That's when she saw him. A heavily scared man, with a blade for an arm, ordering them back to their cells. This wasn't an escaped villain. Or a Hero. They had powers, and were also staff here. Julia had seen her other prisoners fight, and thought that they'd all be more than a match for this guy. But she wasn't. Even when the redhead offered out handguns, Julia turned to her.

"If all of us can't kill this person, I don't think giving me a gun is going to help. But..." Julia looked down, and finally removed her other glove, tossing it to the floor. She turned her attention back to Novis. Even if he had some sort of healing factor, surely she'd be able to put a strain on it, if she could just safely get close enough to grab him, hold on, and live.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Julia Kray

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@Perse@The Man Emperor@Restalaan@Eviledd1984@TheRedWatcher@Klumsykrow357@KaelRavenheart@SrslyAnArtist@Blazion@ZephyrHope

Most of the fighting in the corridor had subsided as Julia raced to the elevator, smoking gun in gloved hand. Her eyes were still streaming from the tear gas that she had cowardly chosen to stew in while the others were either unaffected or had moved on to the corridor. The floor was slick with blood, though, and Julia slipped, lost her balance and fell hard, knocking the wind out of her. The gun clattered from her grasp and slid away out of reach. Forget the gun. Julia shakily got back to her feet and ran, slower and more careful this time, though that was making her take longer to reach the elevator most of the other had already reached.

She was finally almost there, when she was tackled by a guard in full riot gear, who was already grasping at her arms to try to restrain her. Powered by nothing but adrenaline and fear, she thrashed at first, and let out a shrill, gut-wrenchingly desperate "NO!!" Again, before her rational mind could comprehend the weight of her actions, she acted instincually on self-preservation. Just like the police, and just like the guards. She shook off the glove on her right hand, and then grabbed the exposed skin of the guard's face, and squeezed. That was no accident. That was intent to kill.

She desperately crawled to the elevator, too panicked to get up, and made her way inside. Only then did she get back to her feet, and look round at the guard. The veins in his face had all turned black, as had his eyes. He was choking in panic and agony as the poison spread rapidly throughout his body. He was still alive and convulsing when he fell to the ground, the excruciating pain and terror still showing in his facial expression.

Julia looked away. She had turned pale, and her breathing was deep and labored. Her eyes were defocused and in shock. Her now bare right hand was being subconsciously covered and shielded by her still-gloved left hand. She didn't look at anyone. She didn't say anything.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Julia Kray

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@Blazion

The tear gas that had filled the cafeteria had a severe effect on Julia, who was essentially a civilian. She had retreated to underneath one of the tables, and was a hacking, coughing mess, rubbing at and trying to shield her streaming, stinging eyes. She couldn't 'tough this out'. This was an awful experience. This whole thing had been a mistake. She couldn't perform a breakout! She wasn't cut from the same cloth as all these hardened criminals around her, who could go toe-to-toe with superpowered vigilantes. Tear gas was nothing to them. She had been a fool for thinking there was anything she could have done to help them, as opposed to them needing to baby her if she hid behind them all the way up.

The gas was suddenly starting to clear, and Julia suddenly found it easier to breathe, and to see. She tentatively barely opened one eye, to see that Kai, in her true monstrous form, was eating the smoking canisters. The creature then approached her and licked her face. Julia have her weak, still-pained yet warm smile, and patted her on the shoulder in gratitude, not yet recovered enough for a verbal thanks but hoping her sentiment was carried across.

As she stayed seated underneath the table, waiting for the air to clear and her face to recover, she could hear the sounds of combat moving from the cafeteria to the corridor and the prison cells. There was much more gunfire and screaming than before, and Julia was absolutely not going to go and become a liability, or collateral, but getting involved in that chaos, especially not without her full faculties.

"Hey! Is anyone in here?" shouted a male voice, as a pair of guards were searching through the mist of the tear gas. Julia got to her feet, and raised her hand to peer through the haze to see them, and they saw her. They approached, with guns aimed at her.

"Don't move! Identify yourself!"

"Julia Kray! Don't shoot me, I was just eating my lunch."

"Kray? Put your hands up! Let me see your gloves!"

The guards would then see her comply, raising both her hands to show that she was still wearing her gloves. They seemed to relax a little as they now comfortably approached her. The closest one took both her hands and reached for his manual metal cuffs.

"Alright. We'll get you back to your cell nice and easy now."

Back to her cell. They were going to take her back to her cell. While the rest escaped, she alone would remain a captive. Alone. Not even a hope of any human company, let alone friends. Nobody but the guards. She couldn't do that! She won't! But the moment that guard cuffs her, it's all over!

Even Julia was startled by the gunshot.

Before she'd truly managed to register what she was doing, she had taken the handgun from where she had tucked it in her waistline, and she had shot the guard in the stomach. He was backing up, still stunned. The other guard reached for his own gun. Julia whipped round and fired three bullets into his upper chest, killing him. The first guard was reaching for his own weapon. She shot him in the head.

She couldn't believe she'd just killed them. She felt sick. But she forced herself not to dwell on it. She had truly crossed the line now. If she stopped, or let her adrenaline wear off and succumb to the mental collapse, she would get shot. She had to keep moving forward. Smoking gun still in hand, she ran towards the cells, and beyond them, the elevators.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Julia Kray

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@Perse@Klumsykrow357@Blazion@The Man Emperor@Restalaan

Julia stepped forward when she saw the first punch thrown, and was about to interject, but the situation rapidly escalated beyond her control. Ameliya had now raised a table that was glowing hot. Looking behind her, she saw several of the now unrestrained Supervillains start to attack the guards, and seal off the exits to the cafeteria. One of them was a giant hulking creature that was devouring most of the guards on the catwalk. Everything around Julia was absolute carnage and she was frozen to the spot watching it all. It was a stark reminder that the people she was in this room with were powerful, trained, dangerous and thought nothing of taking multiple human lives. They were Supervillains. She had to try and fit in with them without being a burden. A handgun from a dead guard clattered to the floor in front of her, and she picked it up. She had never fired a gun before, didn't know how to aim, and....this was a lot heavier than they made these look in the movies!

The chaos subsided almost as fast as it had started, and they had won. They had secured the cafeteria. Julia was surprised that her first thought was "The ice man shouldn't have let that guard escape alive. They might have less time before an alarm is raised now." What was even more concerning was that thought didn't make her feel guilty. Julia looked around for Kai, and for Min-Ji. She saw Min-Ji. But where was the little girl? She looked around the room, and spotted everybody that she knew, but couldn't account for who the large alien-looking creature was. That's when she out two and two together and realized that she was Kai. So that was why she wore a muzzle. In fact, Julia was possible the single least dangerous inmate in this room right now. It only hammered home to her that she didn't belong here and needed to get out.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Julia Kray

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@Blazion@KaiserElectric@Perse@Klumsykrow357

"Someone's cut the power, everything's shut down."

Julia had been waiting, and listening to everybody's conversations. Taking note of their actions. They were doing it! And it might actually work! If they could get out, she'd have a chance to start over! Another chance at living an ordinary life with friends and a job and freedom! She was getting too excited to even eat as she sat, and listened, and kept her head pointed forward. It was only after the white-haired lady two seats along from her told Kailani that one sentence that Julia felt her stomach drop. Her heart was pounding so hard, her muzzled friend could probably feel it, let alone hear it.

To test the above claim, she put her hands under the desk and looked at her gloves. There was neither a red or green light. She tried to take one off, and managed to slide it up all the way to her palm! That woman had been telling the truth! Their restraints were off!

Julia put her glove back on, and then slowly, as to not attract any guard's attention away from the distraction, reached around to the back of Kai's muzzle and unfastened it. She kept hold of it as she took it off and discreetly placed it on the seat besides her. She slid her unfinished bowl of food to Kai and gave her a pat on the shoulder and a smile, before getting up and walking over to where Ameliya and Iris were starting the distraction. When they came to blows, she was going to try and break them up, and in the process, escalate this from an argument, to a scene. Any way she could help this plan to succeed, short of deliberately taking a life.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Julia Kray

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@Blazion@twave@Eviledd1984

Kai's subtle protective gestures towards her own food didn't go unnoticed by Julia, who stared at her own food while she sifted away from the little girl slightly and focused on eating her own food despite not being that hungry. She did not want anyone so see her as hostile, or a threat, or a food thief, or anything like that. She just wanted to keep her head down. But she also needed to talk to people. Human contact was a rare and welcome return to 'normalcy' and kept her own of her own head for a while, where she could distract herself from her own thoughts.

To Julia's surprise, the girl was the one who instigated the conversation, while still smiling. Julia smiled back, but it wasn't a full smile. It was the smile of somebody who was glad, grateful and pleased, but capable of neither feeling nor feigning warmth and happiness.

"Thank you. They're special gloves. I can't leave my cell without them, because I, um..." Julia trailed off and her smile disappeared as her expression turned to sunken-eyed haunted distress at some unknown trauma or memory. Min-Ji would have noticed this too. Julia quickly managed to fight back to a smile, albeit dimmer than the previous one, and not before her eyes had developed a noticeable sheen to them now. "Yours are very nice too."

Julia heard Abby's plan from the other table, and heard the woman across the table dismiss it as stupid. Julia was no professional criminal , but the plan teamed rather basic and cliché. "If it was that easy, somebody would have pulled it off by now," Julia muttered in agreement with Min-Ji. But she'd started thinking about it.

Julia didn't want to be in prison. That wasn't a surprise. Nobody did. She'd turned herself in because she was scared of running. Scared of the constant threat that somebody would find her and end her life in the name of justice. And this was preferable to those few days of her life. But what she really wanted was normalcy. She wanted a job, and a social life, and possibly even a boyfriend somewhere down the line. She just wanted to go back to her simple unremarkable, ordinary life. She might be able to heal and move on by then. In here, she was stewing, and rotting, and couldn't ignore the thoughts that crossed her mind. She wanted out. She needed out.

Julia had made up her mind. She wanted to escape. She would help them in their attempt. She would follow them. Therein lay hope.

She heard Min-Ji say something about utensils, before realising that she had been watching the little girl eat her own spoon but was too distracted in her thoughts to have registered what she'd been seeing. That bought to mind something the girl had said a few seconds prior; 'Lock, I won’t eat you today.' Julia's eyes were suddenly quite bright and alive, and she started leaning closer before she remembered the boundary and backing off. "But you could eat the lock, right?" Julia asked the little girl, "If you wanted to, you could eat those cuffs straight off your wrists?"

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Julia Kray

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@twave@Restalaan@Blazion

Julia awoke to to banging on her cell door. She groaned and struggled out of bed. She threw on her prison clothes, gave her hair a quick brushing and washed her hands with a rough cloth, to prevent them from touching each other. She finally picked up the collared gloves from the corner of the room and slid them on, holding her hands up to the camera beside the door to show the guards that she was wearing them. Julia winced a little as the cuffs tightened around her wrists, locking the gloves in place and ensuring they couldn't be removed. The green LED on the cuffs turned red and the cuffs magnetically locked together. Satisfied, the guards finally opened the door.

"You're late again. When we knock on the door, that means put your gloves on. One of these days, there won't be any food left by the time you're ready," the guard wearily admonished her as they escorted her to the food hall.

"Sorry, I didn't sleep well. Nightmares," was Julia's meek answer. The guards didn't mind dealing with Julia. She was never any trouble, never violent, always obedient. But the frequency with which she was late for breakfast was an annoyance to them. They had enough else to do without waiting for her, having to avert their eyes as she gets dressed on camera.

Once she reached the food hall, the red light turned green and the magnets deactivated. Julia's gloved hands returned to her sides as she wordlessly took a tray and loaded it up with food. Now she just needed a place to sit down and eat it. Somewhere hopefully she could eat in relative peace, but maybe make some small conversation. Julia was still wary of drawing attention to herself in this place, full of villains and violent criminals (not yet truly thinking of herself as either of those) but she couldn't deny that she was lonely.

She made her way to one of the few free spaces left, just in time to hear a woman across from the table lean into the face of the inmate Julia planned to sit beside, and say "It isn't a good idea to get too close to strangers. People here will try and kill you for less." This seemed overly harsh and threatening given that is seemed to be directed at a young girl. But Julia had realised that everyone here was in here for a good reason. Julia realised she'd been standing and watching them both for a few seconds, and awkwardly and silently sat down, starting to eat and hoping she hadn't accidentally started any trouble.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

Julia Kray

Name: Julia Kray

Known Aliases: The Black Death

Age: 28

Appearance:

Julia

Julia stands at 5"6 and 125lbs with a 'healthy' build and a now pallid complexion made all the worse by her constantly haunted eyes and ever-growing crow's feet, brought on by a lack of restful nights. Her hair is just past shoulder length, light chestnut and well-maintained, as cleanliness and grooming are now sanctuaries that Julia enjoys as calming activities to break up the monotony of cell life. Her eyes are brown and dull, though once may have been slightly more vibrant and bright.

Psyche Profile: Julia is a generally well-behaved inmate who keeps her head down and never makes any trouble. She never tries to leave her cell without her gloves and every time she is prompted to, she puts them on without complaint.The one avenue where she might possibly cause trouble is her desperation to not seem like a frail doormat the other inmates can push around as a weak link. She is often seeking comfort by slipping back into old routines, so treats the wardens and guards more as middle-management team leaders than as enemies or authority figures. Going along with them is just…part of the job.

Background: It’s unknown how Julia Kray got her powers. Even Julia Kray can’t remember the night clearly. She recalls brief flashes of holding a glowing blue orb in her hands, and the sensation of burning that she felt from her pals and fingertips, but cannot remember what the Orb was, why she had grabbed it, or what happened next. Her next memory was of waking up in a field several miles out from the City.

Julia lived in Glasgow, Scotland, and worked in an office answering phones all day. Her life wasn’t exciting. She lived in a third floor apartment several train stops away from her work, and commuted every day. She was single, had no pets, didn’t know her neighbors, and only saw her parents once every few months. And she had no intention of changing a thing.

She doesn’t remember how it happened. Whether she grabbed, was grabbed, or simply brushed against them. She remembered the strange man dying in front of her as visible black streaks were running up his veins from the spot their hands had touched, spreading to his entire body, and he collapsed in spasms and convulsions. She remembered the dreams of onlookers, They fled in terror. And so did she. Some people tried to stop her, to grab her. she snatched their hands away, or shoved them. She didn’t look back. She just wanted to get somewhere that wasn’t there. It was as if she was running from herself too.

In her apartment the next day, she saw her terrified face everywhere, plastered on every news channel and paper. ‘The Black Death’, they were calling her. A terrorist. A murderer. A Supervillain. Eleven people, she’d killed that day. She went to the bathroom and threw up. The police came to her house and she was so scared, so terrified of facing down the barrels of their pistols. Every shout and command barked and screamed at her, caused her to flinch and her eyes to twitch. She lunged at them, hands outstretched, knowing that she was killing them. Then she ran again.

It was famous and beloved British Superhero The Guardian who finally found her, crumpled under a tree in the woods. She warned him not to come. She warned him to stay away from her. But he didn’t listen.

She turned herself in that day. Still holding back tears. She just wanted to be somewhere quiet and safe now, where the pain might stop. She didn’t care if that was prison.

Julia Kray, The Black Death, is one of the most hated and reviled figures in British history, infamous the world over, for being the Supervillain who killed The Guardian.

Skills, Talents and Learning: Julie has good conversational and diplomatic skills on account of her customer-facing job and ordinary social life. Mercenaries, murderers, aliens and mysterious beings may be far more skilled and knowledgeable than Julia, but could they fit seamlessly into society without standing out? She can also cook pretty well.

Power(s) and Capabilities: The palms and fingertips of Julia’s hands will spread a fast-acting, highly potent toxin through the bloodstream/capillary system of any living thing that she touches within seconds. And unless the recipient is immune to poisons or toxins, or can sever the infected flesh fast enough, that will mean death. Julia doesn’t even know whether or not this power will work on her, and is scared to find out, so never touches her own body with her bare hands

Power Limits: Besides Julia’s own reluctance to leave her hands uncovered for very long, let alone touch others, means that she’s in-effect limiting herself. Her power is also reliant on touch and Julia herself is untrained giving it a very poor range and making it easy for skilled individuals to avoid if the need arose, or even attack her from a distance, where she would be at their mercy.

Known Vulnerabilities: Julia’s hands are almost constantly covered, whether by her own volition or by her secure cuff-gloves, so she is rarely a threat to anybody while an inmate at the prison. Coupled with that, she is an ordinary human. A Civilian, in fact. Not even so much as a self-defence class under her belt. Getting stabbed with a ball-point pen to the shoulder would put her in the infirmary.

Motives: Julia doesn’t have any goals as much as she has dreams. There’s no finish line in sight but she has a carrot on a stick to keep her running and that carrot is the dream that one day she can return to a normal life of relative anonymity. Maybe to even have a family and a circle of friends one day.

Recommended Containment Procedures: She is not allowed to be interacted with, given food, or her door to be opened unless she has put on special gloves that lock around her wrists and prevent her hands from coming in direct contact with anything.

Thornwood Asylum For The Criminal Insane- A Villain Roleplay. (Closed Indefinitely)

I really like the look of this rp! I have a few old ideas I'm playing with. I really like the idea of a kind of mentally broken, reluctant villain who lashed out because they were scared. The power's roughly some kind of touch-based poison/toxic/putrid kind of thing that I think I'll only limit to the palms of his hands ( so while in prison they keep these cuffed gloves on that he can't take off).

Still working out the details.