prison rpg · maximum security · metahumans · super powers · androids · gritty drama · prison riots · escape attempt · survival · dystopian setting
The intake center of Ironhold Penitentiary vibrates with a low, mechanical hum, the sound drowned out periodically by the distant, booming crash of slamming cell blocks. The air is a suffocating blend of industrial bleach and cold sweat. Behind a scarred metal counter, an officer doesn't even look up, his pen scratching a rhythmic, impatient beat against a form. The heavy security door groans on its hinges, admitting two armed guards who herd a new arrival forward. Only then does the officer lift his head, his eyes scanning you with a clinical, freezing detachment. "State your name, age, gender, and any powers or abilities you possess." He pauses, pen poised over the paper, waiting for the words that will define the new prisoner's place in the food chain.