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Alayna Benson

"I just need to get out of here. My mom needs me."

299 views · last seen in Richmond, Virginia
a character in “Inside the Mind of a Juvenile”, as played by dreamingreality

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ImageAlayna Benson


-----MDOC Number: 149027
------SID Number: 8D76TF37
------Cell Number: 17

------Name: Benson, Alayna Elodie
------Aliases: N/A
------Racial Identification: Caucasian
------Gender: Female
------Hometown: Richmond, VA

------Hair: Brown
------Eyes: Blue
------Height: 5'9
------Weight: 145
------DOB: 09/27/2000 16



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Crime Description
The road to Hell is paved with good intentions; a lesson that Alayna learned the hard way. It was her and a couple of other kids, born into poverty with shit parents who wanted to better themselves. Alayna had always been a good kid, but when you're hungry and your mom has spent all of the money you made for rent on drugs...the line that separates good and bad becomes a little blurred.

The night after she found out her mom wouldn't make rent and they would be evicted, Alayna was desperate and venting to her friends, desperately trying to come up with an idea to make money fast. A lot of unsavory things had come up; prostitution, selling whatever drugs her mom hadn't used, but none of the ideas would get her enough money. Her friends, Jamie and Carter, were poor too, struggling to get enough money to eat every day. Then one of them, not Alayna, came up with the idea to pull off a simple robbery on one of their rich classmates homes. It was summer and the family was usually in Europe or on some other lavish vacation. They were bound to have something in there worth something.

So the trio put together a plan and off they went. Jamie are Carter were the ones that were going to break in, Alayna would keep watch by the front door. Everything was going smoothly; no alarms, the window in the front had broken relatively easily, all the neighbors houses were dark like they had been asleep. What they didn't account for was their housekeeper, who had come back after forgetting her cell phone earlier in the day and who had heard them break in, hiding in the closet. The second they heard sirens, Jamie and Carter ran. Alayna had been caught by the housekeeper, who was far bigger than her.

Because she wouldn't give up her friends, knowing that they had siblings to support, they judge decided to make an example of her; it didn't help that she had had multiple charges of shoplifting. She ended up getting a full 12 months in a juvenile detention center.


Background
At the age of nineteen, addicted to heroin and with a deadbeat drug dealer for a baby daddy, Amelia Benson decided that enough was enough. She checked herself into a treatment facility after an intervention brought on by her family, who at the time still cared enough to try and help, and she got better. Recovery went smoothly for years, no relapses, and things were great. She worked at a local bookstore that paid just enough for her and her daughter, Alayna, to live in a small apartment. When she wasn't working, they would play and read and color for hours, laughing all the time. They were best friends.

It wasn't until Alayna went into kindergarten that things got bad again. Amelia relapsed, far worse than she was before, but somehow able to function enough to keep it a secret from most people. Alayna would come home from school, see her mom passed out on the couch with a needle still dangling from a vein. She wondered what was wrong with her mommy, and when she asked she was only met with the answer "Mommy's just not feeling well and needs her medicine." Eventually, Amelia lost her job and the apartment. For years they would jump from couch to couch, from sleazy boyfriend's house to even sleazier boyfriend's house.

When Alayna turned fourteen, she managed to get an after school job and worked all hours of the night so that her and her mom could afford a small apartment. Despite all the bullshit, her mom was still her favorite person and the only one in the world that she loved, and because of that she worked hard. There were nights, when working under the table, that she wouldn't get off until an hour before she had to go to school, but she did it with a smile on her face and hope in her heart that one day her mom would get help.

It wasn't until money started going missing and she was no longer able to afford her rent, that Alayna began to look at her mom in a different light. Before she was just sick, but now she was thief stealing from her daughter who was only trying to provide for her. For a few months, Alayna was able to pick up more shifts and make ends meet, but eventually it go to be too much and she fell behind on payments. Her solution was to cut corners on food, steal it when she had to (something she had gotten caught for multiple times), and whatever money she had she hid.

It was a hard life, being a parent to a parent, and she began to resent the mom she once adored so much, but she still had to survive. So she did what she had to do and it landed her in a cell.


Personality
Alayna, when not suffering from depression and anxiety, is a very outgoing and fun loving person. She loves to talk to people, make friends and go out to parties. When she's around people she feels whole, when she's by herself she's simply bored no matter how many books she reads or hobbies she has. Her entire life she's managed to keep a large group of friends, but the closest are the ones she can relate to the most: the kids who grew up poor and struggled day to day. So while she keeps a lot of company, she'll always have a group of one or two people who are her ride or die friends...At least, that's what she thought before getting arrested.

Still, Alayna does suffer from depression and anxiety, which is only increased by the amount of stress put on her. She often can become irritable and is always exhausted. While she'll try extremely hard to push herself to be the fun, extroverted girl she was before, sometimes the effort is futile and she'll end up having a nervous breakdown instead. Not only that, but but her anxiety has caused her to react rashly: fight or flight, which is what got her into trouble in the first place. When she feels knocked into a corner and she's panicking, she has a hard time making any decision at all and even something that seems plainly stupid might seem genius. If she robs a house and gets a couple hundred dollars worth of loot...well she won't have to panic because rent will be paid, right? Nevermind the fact that if she gets caught she screwed, and she did get caught.

Now that she's in prison, she's doing the best she can to keep to herself and stay out of trouble. If she's well behaved and lays low, she might be able to get out on good behavior long before her year is up. She's been focusing on her school work and it looks like she may graduate before she gets out, she's also been on medication for her mental health issues which has helped immensely and slowly she's beginning to feel normal. Still, she worries about her mother and she hasn't been in contact with her since being arrested, which hasn't helped her anxiety even with the medication.

So begins...

Alayna Benson's Story

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Virginia Juvenile Detention Schedule
-----------------7:00 AM - Wake Up
-----------------7:30 AM - 8:30 AM - Breakfast
-----------------8:30 AM - 12:00 PM - Schooling
-----------------12:00 PM - 1:00 PM - Lunch
-----------------1:00 PM - 5:00 PM - Free Time and Visitation
-----------------5:00 PM - 6:00 PM - Dinner
-----------------6:00 PM - 7:00 PM - Showers
-----------------8:00 PM - 10:00 PM - Free Time in Activity Room
-----------------10:30 PM - Lights Out


Virginia Juvenile Detention Rules
-----------------1. No electronics are allowed outside of the computer classroom. If the computers are used-------------------- for anything besides classwork punishments will be given.
-----------------2. When it is time for lights out there is to be no one out of bed for any reason.
-----------------3. Food is not to be taken out of the cafeteria. Drinks are allowed to be taken anywhere -------------------------aside from classrooms and cells.
-----------------4. If a member of the opposite sex is in your cell, the door must always stay open the entire ---------------------time. There will be no exceptions!
-----------------5. There is to be no tobacco, drugs, or alcoholic substances on the premises.
-----------------6. If caught fighting, everyone involved will be placed in solitary confinement for 24 hours.
-----------------7. During schooling hours, if you have not reported to class then you will not have any free ---------------------time for that day.

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Character Portrait: Meghan Hampton Character Portrait: Alayna Benson Character Portrait: Kimi Yubari Character Portrait: Maxwell Harbours Character Portrait: Andy O'Neal Character Portrait: Williem Anderson Character Portrait: Michael Graves Character Portrait: Taven Aldrich Character Portrait: Madeleine Winters
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M E G H A N . H A M P T O N
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Dialogue: #4C1C99
Cell Number: 24
The Arsonist
Location: Cafeteria
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Meghan has spent about two weeks in the detention facility and so far hasn't seemed to make herself known to any of her peers. Though that would be expected of her. Meghan was never the kind of person to walk up to someone and introduce herself. If someone spoke to her she would give a friendly response and keep going with the rest of her day.

Though to be honest, she couldn't believe she was ever stupid enough to get caught. She always hoped that once her deed was done that would be the end of it and she could get on with the rest of her life. But of course the Molotov cocktails were traced right back to her. Meghan's only friend in the huge act of violence betrayed her and she was inevitably caught and sent here until she became the age of eighteen.

Needless to say her parents weren't exactly pleased when they found out she was the one behind the devastating fire of her ex-boyfriend's loving girlfriend. Meghan didn't want David with anyone else but her. If she couldn't have him, no one else could. Everyone back in Virginia Beach has now pegged her as the crazy Hampton girl. Meghan's criminal act has ruined her family's reputation and honestly she isn't phased in the least bit by it. Meghan didn't see what she did wrong. In her eyes, the way she reacted was justified. Of course everyone else would believe otherwise.

Reluctantly the brunette female sat in the cafeteria with her disgusting bowl of buttered grits, a slice of toast, and a styrofoam cup filled with bitter orange juice. Meghan never cared for grits and there was no way in hell she would be caught eating it now. Instead she just munched on her dry toast and drank her orange juice. With every sip she would give a sour face and set the cup back down. This continued on for a couple minutes. The entire time she sat in silent solitude. Nobody seemed to want to join her for breakfast. Everyone had their own cliques and honestly, she didn't really mind that.

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Character Portrait: Meghan Hampton Character Portrait: Alayna Benson Character Portrait: Kimi Yubari Character Portrait: Maxwell Harbours Character Portrait: Andy O'Neal Character Portrait: Williem Anderson Character Portrait: Michael Graves Character Portrait: Taven Aldrich Character Portrait: Madeleine Winters
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Andy O'Neal
Dialogue #18D81E * Cell #14 * Location Cafeteria




Day 23 started the same as every other day so far. Andy stared into the distance while eating the bland, shapeless and tasteless food standing in front of him. He hadn't expected luxury dinners or anything, but this could barely be called food in his mind. Taking the grit onto a spoon, he turned it around to see it drop back into the bowl in lumps. The little piece of butter on top did nothing to improve the taste or aesthetic of the meal. Andy's toast lay on the side, in his mind upgraded to his dessert and the creme de la creme of his daily breakfast.

He longed back to home, to the food his mom always made. The afternoon snack when he would get home, the careful piece of chocolate when he opened his lunchbox at school and of course the eggs on toast served to him still in his bed. Yep, food is the thing I miss most....
He looked to the few other kids in the room. Most of them siting alone, almost all of them in eerie silence. The social aspect of it all was kind of lost. We knew each others names, but not all of each others crimes. Some liked to play it more to the chest than others. Andy hadn't told anyone of his crime yet. Although his work has had some big consequences, from behind a PC it seems kind of meagre compared to what the others might have done. In the beginning Andy had liked to play a game where he would look at one of the others and imagine what crime they had committed. But this little game in his mind had gotten very scary, very quickly, so he had stopped.

As always he tried to make himself look bigger and tougher by his words. He proclaimed out loud: "The yelp review I'm going to write about this place is going to be scathing." He looked to the right and gave the girl sitting there a wink and a smile. Softer, and to no one in particular, he continued:"My journalistic ability and choice of words will bring this place down." Again he watched as his grit fell from spoon back into the bowl. He decided to give up on it, even though he was still hungry. He tried to save the little piece of butter best he could, and he put it on his toast. His dessert had been slightly burned, but that only made it that much better.

His little outburst had raised nothing but an eyebrow with the one guard on duty. Must suck, Andy thought, being a guard must be shit already, but then to look after a bunch of kids...must have been a punishment of some kind for him too.
Andy sighed audibly. Today was going to be boring. As part of his punishment he was not allowed to touch a PC while in juvi, so the IT lessons would be without him. Of course he didn't need it, he could dance cyber circles around their teacher in any case. The worse thing was that it made him feel like more of an outsider than he already thought he was. The visitation hours were probably even worse. Andy had told people about his visits and went into the visitation area often enough (coincidentally when no one else was), but he hadn't received any visits so far. Andy waited for his mother, but she never came through the door. His father was still on duty in Iraq and Andy feared him coming more than any other punishment they could give him in here.

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Character Portrait: Meghan Hampton Character Portrait: Alayna Benson Character Portrait: Kimi Yubari Character Portrait: Maxwell Harbours Character Portrait: Andy O'Neal Character Portrait: Williem Anderson Character Portrait: Michael Graves Character Portrait: Taven Aldrich Character Portrait: Madeleine Winters
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Madeleine Winters

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------------------Dialogue #c15773
-----------------Cell Number: 15
---------------------Armed Robber
-----------------Location: Cafeteria

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------------------------------------☆- F l a s h b a c k -☆


"You’re one crazy bitch, Mads!”

Madeleine had barely heard the hoots and hollers of her friends behind her as she approached the doors of the convenience store, gun tucked inside her sweatshirt's spacious pockets and her face hidden inside her hood. In fact, she hardly heard anything at all except her own heartbeat in her ears. No more would they think she was a goody-two-shoes. After this, they would no longer look at her as Jackson Winters’ timid little sister...


---------------------------------☆- P r e s e n t -☆


Every time Madeleine closed her eyes she could hear police sirens. In her mind she saw her friends laughing from the car, feel her heart thumping wildly in her throat as she realized what she had done. It had all been a stupid dare. She’d done reckless things before, trying to compete with her three older brothers, but nothing to this degree of stupidity. Just a stupid dare...

It had been two and a half weeks since her big mistake, and almost two since arriving to Virginia Juvie. She had kept to herself the entire time, not speaking unless spoken to and eating her meals fast so she barely tasted how vile they were. Now she sat in the cafeteria by herself, scraping the last bit of grits onto her spoon and popping it into her mouth, trying to ignore the little lurch her stomach made each time she tasted the goop. She plugged her nose as she chewed, making a face. When she was done she pushed the bowl away. She really missed her grandma's strawberry pancakes.

"The yelp review I'm going to write about this place is going to be scathing," a boy from her left said out loud, breaking the silence in the room. Startled, Maddie looked over at him. He was cute and, to her surprise, very innocent-looking. She had seen him around a few times but they never spoke. She must have looked absolutely bewildered because the boy then gave her a wink and smiled as he looked down at his own breakfast. Maddie took a sip of her orange juice.

Aside from the harsh, cold setting of the detention facility, Maddie found that she didn't really mind the rules. It gave her something to do other than be alone with her thoughts and feelings. She didn't think she could bear thinking about the look on her mother's face when she heard the news that her own daughter had robbed someone at gunpoint. Her friends would probably want to see her all covered in tattoos and piercings by the time she got out, but honestly, Maddie's only hope was to get out alive and still mentally sane.

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Character Portrait: Meghan Hampton Character Portrait: Alayna Benson Character Portrait: Kimi Yubari Character Portrait: Maxwell Harbours Character Portrait: Andy O'Neal Character Portrait: Michael Graves Character Portrait: Taven Aldrich Character Portrait: Madeleine Winters
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Taven Aldrich
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Dialogue: #8B1A89
Cell Number: Sixteen; 16
The Thief
Location: Cafeteria
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Two months. Today would make two months that Taven was locked up. She stared at the grits in her bowl, bringing her spoon down and scooping up the grayish colored goop. A smile was spread across her face as she brought he spoon to her lips. Was she happy to eat this food that was in front of her? Of course she was. Her mother was never a good cook, this prison food was the closest thing she ever tasted to it. Was it weird of her to think that? Most definitely. Her eyes scanned the cafeteria, stopping on everyone for half a second before she looked back down at her plate. She finished her grits, leaving the toast on her plate as she chugged down her orange juice. Her right hand shook lightly as she placed the cup back down, her right leg bounced up and down...she always did this. Taven reached up, going for the cross necklace around her neck. She rubbed the back of it with her thumb before dropping her hand, putting it in her pocket.

"The yelp review I'm going to write about this place is going to be scathing." She shook her head, hearing the boy speak out. She knew what he was trying to do, and wether or not it was going to work would be a surprise. You weren't seen as big and bad unless you were big and bad. A skinny kid with dimples wouldn't be seen like that. Now if he did something big, let's say he ran up on a guard (although that'd be stupid), or found some way to open all the cells at the same time so all the kids could be out and not just at their designated times, that'd be something. Respect would come quick.
Taven though, she expected respect no matter what. She was a kind girl, minded her own business, so why anyone wouldn't respect that? She didn't know. The dark haired girl stood up, pushing her chair back when she saw the nurse walk in carrying a tray with small white cups on it. "Goodmorning!" she spoke cheerfully to the nurse, and to the two guards beside her. She reached onto the tray, picking up the cup with her name on it, the orange pills stared up at her, knowing she wasn't going to take it. She tilted the cup back, her head flying back with it as she let the pills fall, supposedly into her mouth. She set the cup back down, picking up the water cup and drinking it quickly before opening her mouth to the guards, showing she'd taken the pills. The guard nodded, signaling she was okay to return to her seat.
When she'd arrived back at her seat, she shook the hem of her shirt, both of the little orange pills fell out the bottom of her shirt. Quickly she picked them up and folded them into the cuffs of her prison uniform since she had the sleeves rolled up. She would take them out later and hide them inside her pillow so she could sell them to other fellow inmates, make quick trades for food or simple weapons.

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Character Portrait: Meghan Hampton Character Portrait: Alayna Benson Character Portrait: Kimi Yubari Character Portrait: Maxwell Harbours Character Portrait: Andy O'Neal Character Portrait: Williem Anderson Character Portrait: Michael Graves Character Portrait: Taven Aldrich Character Portrait: Madeleine Winters
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M E G H A N . H A M P T O N
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Dialogue: #4C1C99
Cell Number: 24
The Arsonist
Location: Cafeteria
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Meghan couldn't help but to roll her eyes the moment she heard a male speak up about writing a scathing review about the juvenile detention. As she sat there in the eerie silence of the cafeteria she began to look around the room at all the others. No one sat with each other. The closest some of them were to each other were with a skipped seat between them. It was odd, she believed there would be more talkative teenagers in this place but apparently her thoughts were wrong.

Just on time the nurse came into the cafeteria with a silver tray. Each person in the room had their own designated cup with their names on them filled with their prescribed medication. It was no secret the majority of her peers didn't take the medication, she was one of them. The brunette stood to her feet and made her way over to the nurse, retrieved her cup and tipped her head back to take the medication. With a quick maneuver she ended up having her pills in her hand as she opened her mouth to show the nurse before to returned to her seat in the cafeteria.

Just as she had a tall, mysterious male walked into the cafeteria accompanied by a staff member. Wonderful, another newcomer, she thought to herself. She couldn't lie to herself, he was quite attractive and did seem to be a bit intimidating but that just made her more curious about the male. Though as much as she would like to, she wasn't going to allow herself to give into her curiosity. Meghan didn't want to get close to anyone here, especially since she has ROCD. The last person she felt a strong connection with made her end up in this place.

Just three more months of this and I'll be out. Of course Meghan wasn't the only one counting down the days until she could leave this horrible place. She missed her freedom, missed having real food, and most of all she missed the solitude of her bedroom. Meghan felt most at home in her own room. The place where she could be herself and not have to worry about another person. She didn't want to hurt anyone again. Even though she never seemed to understand how she was in the wrong for what she did, she just didn't want to end up back at this place again.

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M A X W E L L . H A R B O U R S
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Dialogue: #98D243
Cell Number: 10
The Drug Dealer
Location: Cafeteria
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Maxwell let out a harsh sigh as he stepped off the bus and started his way into the building. He didn't understand why he had to serve time for a crime he didn't commit. Nothing about the drugs he was caught with pointed in his direction. They were in the driver's seat, the car belonged to his friend and so did the drugs. How was he the one committed for it and Travis didn't have to serve any sort of time? Worse of all though, his parents didn't even believe him.

It took about thirty minutes for him to be processed into the system before he was lead into the cafeteria where everyone was eating breakfast. He reluctantly stepped into the room and stood to the side of the staff member and looked around at everyone. Surprise, surprise. Nobody is conversing. This is going to be a long couple months, he thought followed by another sigh.

The tall male beside him, who looked to be in his late forties cleared his throat and spoke up to the room, "Everyone, this is Maxwell Harbours." Once he was introduced to everyone in the building he was gestured to go get breakfast and join the rest of his new peers for the last half hour of the breakfast hour.

Maxwell didn't even bother with getting himself anything to eat. All he did was grab himself a cup of orange juice and sat down in an empty seat across from a thin guy about his age. He didn't seem to be giving off any sort of hardcore criminal vibe like the majority of the others were, so he seemed to be his safest choice.

It wasn't that he was scared of anyone there. That was definitely not the case. He just preferred to keep himself away from the big trouble makers as best he possibly could. Maxwell didn't want to end up getting himself into anymore trouble than he already was.

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Character Portrait: Meghan Hampton Character Portrait: Alayna Benson Character Portrait: Kimi Yubari Character Portrait: Maxwell Harbours Character Portrait: Andy O'Neal Character Portrait: Williem Anderson Character Portrait: Michael Graves Character Portrait: Taven Aldrich Character Portrait: Madeleine Winters
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Kimi || Yubari
Dialogue: #800000
Location: Cafeteria
Cell: #22
The Attempted Murderer
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Kimi sat quietly in the corner of the cafeteria. She ate her food quietly, after her traditional prayer of thanks. Something she had done for the past 4 months she had been in the detention center. The taste of the grits were bland, but she didn't mind much. It reminded her of the days she ate plain sticky rice for lunch. Many of the other teenagers were scattered, hearing the sound of crunching and chewing. Kimi was handed her many medication, the nurse going to Taven first. Kimi said nothing, using the eerie stare she usually had. The nurse simply handed her the pills for her anxious tendencies, Kimi taking them. The nurse nodded and shuffled off quickly, Kimi's eyes never staring intensely and curiously at the woman. Her thoughts bubbled before Andy made his usual wise-crack comment. Taking a sip of her drink, Kimi noted how Taven seemed to enjoy the food while Madeline seemed well... displeased to say the least.

Steps sounded as she noticed a boy entering, her immediate attention on him. She immediately took in his appearance. Dark hair, darker eyes. Her head tilted ever so slightly, her curtain-like hair falling a bit over her face. Maxwell. That was his name. She hummed quietly, noticing the sort of perk Williem had once Maxwell sat across from him. Kimi finished her juice, deciding to sit in her dark corner. Williem wasn't someone she was opposed to but, she figured he wouldn't want to be associated with a girl such as herself. After all, she was called Ju-on for a reason.

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M E G H A N . H A M P T O N
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Dialogue: #4C1C99
Cell Number: 24
The Arsonist
Location: Classroom
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After sitting in the cafeteria for what felt like a lifetime, it was finally ready for school. Or at least that's what the staff liked to call it. Meghan preferred to think of it as a bunch of teenage kids sitting in a room with classwork they chose if they wanted to do. It wasn't like they were graded for their work. It was just something the government needed them to do so they could stay in the education system.

With a sigh the brunette stood to her feet and followed the guards to the classroom. The guards always needed to escort them because there were a few people who would skip class. Meghan didn't care either way, she just wanted to get out of there and get back to her normal life.

Once she stepped into the room, she took her assigned seat towards the center of the room and glanced up at the board where their classwork was written in messy handwriting. Meghan looked down at her desk seeing a stack of papers that needed to be done. Of course she was going to do it because there would be nothing better for her to do in this room for the next four hours. Meghan lifted her pencil from the desk and started on her math. Math was always her favorite subject because it was the same in every language.

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M A X W E L L . H A R B O U R S
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Dialogue: #98D243
Cell Number: 10
The Drug Dealer
Location: Classroom
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Maxwell smirked a bit when he noticed Taven begin to stand to her feet before raising her hands in surrender. He glanced over at the guards she was looking at and noticed they had themselves ready to tase her. She must have a temper, he thought. Finally once she stood to her feet she made her way towards the table that was beginning to slowly get crowded.

Maxwell gave the girl a friendly smile after she sat down just before she greeted Liem then turned her attention to himself. "Maxwell or Max?" she questioned. The male just gave a slight shrug of his shoulders and stated, "Doesn't matter. Which ever you'd prefer to call me," he answered. Truly Maxwell didn't care either way. It was his name and if people preferred to call him by a nickname, that would be up to them. Didn't phase him in the least.

"Time for class!" a guard exclaimed in a monotone manner. It seemed as if he was tired of being a building filled with juveniles. At least that's what Maxwell got from the way he was acting. He stood to his feet and followed the rest of the group out the cafeteria and into the classroom. He was greeted by the teacher, a middle aged woman with a few gray strays in her dark hair. "You must be Maxwell Harbours. I would say it's nice to meet you, but it wouldn't be a good thing to say in this building," she said with a sigh with a shake of her head in judgement. Maxwell immediately rolled his eyes at the woman before she introduced herself. "I'm Mrs. Spann. Please take your seat," she stated as she pointed to the empty seat next to Andy.

Maxwell made his way over and took a seat before he whispered in Andy's direction, "Not the nicest of women, is she?" he questioned with a slight chuckle.

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Taven Aldrich
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Dialogue: #8B1A89
Cell Number: 16
The Thief
Location: Cafeteria
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"Doesn't matter. Which ever you'd prefer to call me," she heard him say. She bit her lip and shook her head, that wasn't going to work. "Please don't give me the option," she spoke softly, looking at him with a nervous smile. "because next thing you know I'm straying from the both of them and calling you Maxie." Taven spoke quickly, rubbing the back of her neck with a shrug. "Unless you're totally okay with that, then don't choose either and we'll see whatever I start calling you." She took a deep breathe after she was done rambling. She always did whenever she talked to people, she was a quick talker and even quicker with other things that didn't involve speaking. Taven gave one last smile before standing up, walking away from the two boys as she headed back towards her table to grab her tray and dispose of it before she followed behind them to the classroom.

"Goodmorning Mrs. Spann! Chirped Taven cheerfully. She gave the older lady a bright smile before taking her seat at a desk that had a small laptop perched on top of it. She looked around the room, seeing where everyone else was taking their seats before opening up the laptop. The background had a small kitten hanging from a tree with the words 'hang in there' written across the bottom. Of course, it wasn't her choice of a picture, it was whoever dealt out the school supplies for the facilities choice. She guessed they were trying to be inspirational to the kids inside. Taven gave them props for trying. Her fingers clicked against the keys as she typed in her log in and waited for the loading screen to bring up all her school information. Her hand slowly raised as she saw what information popped up before she shook her head, changing her mind and bringing her hand back down. Without asking she rose from her seat, walking to the back of the class to an open bin that had headphones in it. She grabbed a random pair and went to sit back down, plugging them into her computer almost immediately before placing one in her ear, the other hung down in case anybody tried to talk to her so she could hear them. Her fingers tapped against the wooden surface of the desk as she clicked on one of the lessons, listening to the virtual instructor as he began to speak about math. Quadratics to be exact, her least favorite subject in school.

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Character Portrait: Meghan Hampton Character Portrait: Alayna Benson Character Portrait: Kimi Yubari Character Portrait: Maxwell Harbours Character Portrait: Andy O'Neal Character Portrait: Williem Anderson Character Portrait: Michael Graves Character Portrait: Taven Aldrich Character Portrait: Madeleine Winters Character Portrait: Kane Montmorency
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Kimi || Yubari
Location: Classroom
Cell: #22
The Attempted Murderer
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Kimi followed into class and took her seat in back, as usual. The many doodles on the desk, kanji written lovingly about her rather... interesting curiosities. Mrs. Spann gave her a quite, polite smile before moving on to the others a bit more fondly. Kimi shrugged it off, eyes flittering about the room. It seemed Taven, Maddie, and Max were becoming rather friendly. For a time. She noted the mumbling, though she couldn't hear what. She had been handed a computer. A shame, she missed using pencil and paper.

" Time for class! ", Mrs. Spann spoke. Kimi took the time to notice her silver stands. When she began finally writing on the board, she noticed that it would be Quadratics that she'd be learning along with the others. She sighed, put off. Kimi was never one for math. It was all too simple, nothing worth looking into or exploring. Everything was simply too... easy.

Her eyes went to the door, noting that Kane arrived late. She always found Kane a little interesting, but not quite her... Person of Interest. Yet, he had potential to be. Thinking of him made her heart flutter slightly. She hummed happily. Lost in her own thoughts, she hadn't noticed Kane taking a seat next to her until the scraping of the chair startled her out of her daydreams. Kimi flinched lightly, eyes sharp and highly aware of him. Within a few moments, she noted a few places where it might be good to jab. Granted, she was in class. Not exactly the best time or place to lash out. Kane had made no move to harm her, so she decided against her urges. Though she was cautious, why sit next to her when she could sit next to Taven? Or even Meghan? They were beautiful, perhaps something more his taste. Adam and Williem might be better company, as the two seemed to always have something to say. Maxwell or Michael would be good for a study. Yet here he was, sitting next to Kimi Yubari. The Grudge Girl.

She paused a moment before speaking a simple, " Hello. "

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Character Portrait: Meghan Hampton Character Portrait: Alayna Benson Character Portrait: Kimi Yubari Character Portrait: Maxwell Harbours Character Portrait: Andy O'Neal Character Portrait: Williem Anderson Character Portrait: Michael Graves Character Portrait: Taven Aldrich Character Portrait: Madeleine Winters Character Portrait: Kane Montmorency
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Kane Montmorency
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Dialogue: #0020C2t
Cell Number: 16
The Mastermind
Location: Classroom
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Kane kept a calm face but inside he was smirking at the small reaction he obtained out of Kimi. He had expected indifference to his change of procedure but this was much better and meant he could advance himself further along than he originally thought. But his mind advised caution, she may be attractive but he wanted to take it easy so as not to provoke her. Kane quickly scanned through his work, Quadratics, pft, childsplay. When it came to most educational subjects Kane’s keen mind could rip through this with relative ease. Education was never a problem for Kane which allowed him to use his mind for more important tasks. As he was sorting his papers he heard a soft voice speak to him to his left, “Hello.” Inside Kane smiled, she had opened the door, now all he had to do was get his foot in. He turned towards her and gave a warm smile, “Hello there.” Kane said calmly but friendly so as not to provoke her, “How may I be of assistance m’lady?” He asked in a sincere tone.

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Location: Cafeteria
Cell: #22
The Attempted Murderer
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Kimi ignored Kane, going to her work immediately. She had acknowledged him once, and keeping on record, she wouldn't really do it again. She couldn't help but pull on a pair of headphones a bit forcefully, opening the lesson and starting. Now Kimi wasn't a genius, but she certainly could do well. Numbers were more of just an annoyance. They were too straight forward. Nothing was fun about them. Numbers brought no adventure or excitement. Not like people did.

People were always so interesting. Kimi always did like people, the ways they worked. The ways their organs worked. She learned a lot from people, they always had something new to bring to the table. Perhaps Kane could too. She huffed a little, pausing her work. Yet, she wasn't him . If he wasn't Michael, Kimi really didn't want much to do with him. After all, she only ever really needed one person in her life. Though she did have her mother still, but she was an acceptation. She mulled over it tapping her fingers carefully on the keys.

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Dialogue: #0020C2t
Cell Number: 16
The Mastermind
Location: Classroom
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And just as easily as Kane had her attention he lost it. Kane wasn’t insulted by her ignoring him, he had expected this response among other possible responses. The fact she was isolating herself from him made Kane all the more interested in getting past her shell. Giving her one more smile and a nod he returned to his work, acknowledging her dismissal and returning to the math before him.

Kane found such applications of his mind to be wasted as his comprehension of the subject was long since obtained. He would much rather find challenge in other fields and subjects which was one of the reasons he found himself in prison. Ironically it didn’t matter what the subject was, he would inevitably try to use it in some criminalistic activity. For example, Kane had found himself studying art after watching one of his favorite crime shows in an effort to replicate the acts. Only one subject was exempt from this and that was philosophy, a subject he very much enjoyed and one he had no desire to corrupt with his criminalistic endeavors.

Philosophy was part of what kept him from taking a step off of the deep end. From becoming a more darker and violent version of what people currently saw. It helped him in deciding the course to take in his life and now it helped him here as he sat among criminals. But would it help him when he was playing with fire once again?