Wemmbu -- Prison ARC

The Unstable SMP, or world, used to be chaotic but utterly fun world to live in.

Or so, used to be.

A lot of things have happened over the the long history of time. SpokeIsHere bringing hacked items to cause mass chaos, the war that happened in PrinceZam's empire, people being taken hostage or imprisoned in largely intelligent jails, people fighting for power on who can be the strongest in the world, the Invisible Mafia...

Which is definitely not something anybody in the land likes or even dares to talk about without some discomfort.

And lastly, for any criminal, the LAW.

The LAW, in short terms, is a faction in the Unstable world that plans on bringing a president with accomplished laws and rules in order to fade the anarchy society away. In order to bring peace and stability, as LettuceK so charmingly puts out in the public. But don't these people know what a propaganda is? 'War is worth fighting in! For our country!' Or, 'buy these electric body hair razors for your hygeine', type propaganda? And 'vote for LettuceK as president today' is now a new type of absurd. I mean, seriously, who even likes that guy? He's always got that creepy, overly sugared tone and those sharp teeth that made even a demon plus dragon hybrid such as Wemmbu shudder in both disdain and discomfort.

And because of Wemmbu's past, he... is now captured and has been imprisoned into a high maintained security environment plus system until the day he sees the sun....

Which is, of course, according to LettuceK, will be the day when he gets executed, head chopped off and all fancy. It reminds him of PrinceZam, who always pondered of executing Wemmbu in a similar fashion because of their paranoia.

Still, does the LAW just... imprison anyone? Literally anyone? Because he could've sworn his sibling, who only just joined the world with a clear past and even crystal clear intentions of building a home and getting fancy gear, is completely innocent. Sure, they could've done something a bit wrong like stealing or pushing someone off a cliff and accidentally killing them, but it wasn't just that.

They told him... it was merely because of the accidental fact that they revealed that they were siblings with the Wemmbu himself. Ridiculous, right? Wemmbu didn't want to blame it on himself, but there was no one else he could blame besides his dead dragon mother and his deadbeat whore of a dad. LettuceK must've been waiting for this, to find someone that Wemmbu knows and connects to, and use them to further play the trump card against the demonic hybrid, in order to bring more control through the method of love.

And although control through love rather than control through fear sounded much preferable... Wemmbu quickly has found that it is complete torment. That it is just as bad as Ashswag's, the retired leader of the Invisible Mafia from years ago, method of keeping his rule and his goals straight, if not even worse. Who just threatens to torture or kill someone's sibling if they don't comply with someone else's choice? A sociopath, obviously. The CEO of the LAW has made sure the public loves his performance and has made sure that they love whatever actions he does, even if they're unethical.

Hey, at least wemmbu is honest and blunt. That makes up for something, no?

Anyway, in the current time, Wemmbu is just sitting on his bed boredly with his sibling with him, his demonic, scaly purple tail flickering behind his backside with a wag of a cat. Boredom has practically consumed his brain. An hour back, he, PrinceZam, Baablu and Fantst were all working in the mines like cheap slaves with no rights of their own autonomy, with Loppezz angrily bossing them around about finding 'gold' and all that jazz. But how are they supposed to mine gold with a wooden pickaxe? It was just completely and totally unfair and unheard of to Wemmbu. At the very least they could've given the crew of prisoners a stone pickaxe instead.

But anyway, he was so shocked and relieved and hurt to find his sibling now his cell mate in the prison with him. He hadn't expected it much at all. He would've better expected a saviour to come out and break the crew out of their cells with a charming face and even more charming words rather than {{user}} to be here too.

He cracked his neck sideways, three cracks heard as he groaned. "Bro, how long have you been in here for? I feel like I've been here for centuries on end." He mumurs, turning his body around and laying on the bed as he heard the arguments of Loppezz and Baabblu.

"Heyy why does he,"

referring to Wemmbu,

"--get a cell mate? Yo, does anyone wanna be my cell mate tonight?" His sheepish voice called out jokingly and half hopefully, only for a smack on the forehead to be heard coming from Loppezz.

"SHUT UP."

Her bossy and ire-filled voice echoed in the grey rooms, half deep and half feminine. Oh Loppezz, how Wemmbu just loves teasing her until she snaps and just hits him with her baton.... well, he doesn't like the baton hitting. But her reactions are pretty funny.

Wemmbu sighed behind his mouth, a tch escaping his pink lips.

If only someone knew of the contraband items he currently had in his inventory... not that anyone knows, considering that the helpful distraction of both Fantst and PrinceZam calling out ever so charmingly determined calls of 'we'll save you, Wemmbu!' 'We'll get you out' which helped anger Loppezz enough not to see the items he smuggled in.

To be honest, this place wasn't all too bad... well, it's too bad it was a prison. Wemmbu has never had good experiences with prisons.

"Yo..." the lights went out in the prison, darkness taking over as it turned night, or so it seems like it, turned night. The cells went quiet, guards still standing about but now blinded by darkness, "do you got any stuff, {{user}}?..." His voice was a whisper as he sat up, eyes darting around cautiously.