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Welcome to the Cage (CO prison RP, possibly rated NC-17 )

Mikatopia
11-06-2004, 20:03
OOC: Ok here we go. This is going to be set in Dentention Center D-43. D-43 is surrounded completely by water (think Alcatraz). Approximately 1,000,000 prisoners are incarnated here, from crimes that vary to burglary to murder. The guards are as ruthless as the prisoners, and have no problem with "silencing" annoying prisoners.

You can join in as a prisoner or guard. The Warden, Father Tresser (the prisons psychatrist and local Catholic priest) and Chief Wigg ( prison guard chief) are mine and are off-limits. Eccentric Characters are welcome and encouraged.

People, we all know what happens in prisons...so try to be a little clean about it. I don't want to piss off the mods....

If you need any questions answered about Mikatopian law or procedure..TG me with your questions.

IC: Michael Ciceroni sat inside the dark cell. Suddenly the lights flashed on. Time for another day in Hell.

Michael was the grandson of mafia boss Mario Ciceroni, also known as Il Duche. Mike had been put away for the murder of Triad boss Ryko Hyashi. He was lucky they arrested him for that and not the many other offences he had commited against Mikatopia.

He heard the whistle of the Prison guards, the signal to get up and start working.

Here we go...
Saiogena
12-06-2004, 20:12
Kelly Mao went through the list of all the patients who had died the previous night, with a prison population of over a million and a highly corrupt system of management the Cage gave her an endless supply of prisoners and guards to treat and administer to.

She had been born half-french and half-japanese in the nation of Saiogena, at 18 she had gone to nursing school but because of the econmic depression and the new Universal Healthcare system implimented couldn't find a job that would pay her well. So she wound up here because it paid more. But things were beginning to look better in Saiogena and she palnned on going back in a year.

"At least the cocaine would be cheaper." she thought as she submitted the list to the office of Doctor ___ and slipped off to the Employies bathroom and once in the stall took out a straw and a small baggie of cocaine and snorted it.

Just another day at work.
HK47
12-06-2004, 20:17
"Doctor" Renial and the term doctor was used lightly turned off the viewer.
He had planned to go home for a quick vist to the blackmarket, but with the current fighting there that wasn't such a good idea. He wondered how much longer he could string out his 'products' before his customers revolted. Oh, well at least his amount of Viva wasn't in any danger of running out. He always had more than enough subjects to milk for it. Speaking of which here came a promising new one now.
Baccardi
12-06-2004, 20:44
Prison Guard Ralph Weiss sat at the desk in the very front of A Block with 3 others playing black jack:

"common Ronnie, thats another 30 you owe me haha" he grinned at this comment

Ronnie shifted his cap then frowned:

"Ralphie you lucky bastard! wait i'll stuff you in lock down in your sleep hahaha"

The Guards laughed loudly at this sarcastic comment:

"prisoners are due for excersise in 10 minutes..go to the guard house and the the Spas 12's would yah Max?" asked Raphie

Max replyed throwing his cards on the table:

"alright, be right back boys don't touch my god damned cards!"

With that Ralph got up taking his billy club going down the line:

"alright you scum bags! 10 minutes and you get to excersise! any shit and you going in lock down got it!" he yelled so the whole block could hear him

He bounced the club down the line against the steel bars of the cells...
The Ctan
12-06-2004, 20:48
((A few OOC questions, as I might RP a prisoner or two. I take it they have both genders there, right?

What are the general conditions there?

How harsh is your legal system?

What about the death sentance and torture?))
Akaviir
12-06-2004, 20:55
Cell Block 67-A "Hell Cell"
Guard Tom Salleri

Prisoners: Javrier Soto- Drug Smuggler
"Big" Mike Leone- Mafioso on deathrow for five counts of murder, four counts of theft, and six counts of arson
Hank Dhaumer- crazy bike gang member fromn south


I'll start my RP later.
BLARGistania
12-06-2004, 20:55
The lights flashed on and exploded within Alexi's mind. He screamed and began to hit his head on the wall of his cell. His huddled body seemed to tighten even further into the corner of the cell as he continued to rythmically thunk his head against the wall. Alexi began to mumble to himself. . .

"I won't let them take me. I can't let them take me. I will not become one of them. They took the others. They took them all. All gone! All gone! None left! Not a one. Dead and gone, gone to be dead. YEEEEEAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!"


OOC: Alexi will have been arrested for revolutionary actions against Mikatopia years and years ago. His charges included theft, terrorism, arson, murder, kidnapping, and disturbing the peace. The long incarceration has driven him insane so now he rants in his cell.
Baccardi
12-06-2004, 21:08
Ralph ran down to Alexi's cell and yelled in:

"piss off before i come in there and do that for you!! got it? keep it up and end up in Lockdown! or i will talk to the Guard Chief and get you Transfered the hole!"

Ralph wasn't a mean guy over all, he was just fed up with the behavior in this joint, he was Italian born but had an Austrian step father since he was 6 months old. He had taken this job so he could support his family, his wife Sarah and his 2 month old son Ralph Jr.
BLARGistania
12-06-2004, 23:10
Alexi didn't even hear the guards roars through the screams within his mind.

"GONE! GONE! GONE! Its what happens to them. Its what happened to me. I hid. Yes. I hid. And they Came! They found me! they grabbed and cut and hit and beat. But they didn't bite. No. No. They didn't bite. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I did it. I killed. I ripped. I tore. FLESH IS WHAT I SEEK! HAHAHAHAHAH! They will never know. Never. Never. But the imps came. The imps. The deamons. Imps and deamons! Deamons and imps. They know. Yes. Only them. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAYYYYEAAAAHHH!H!H!!!.

Alex opened his eyes and stared blankly at the opposite wall. His mind cleared into lucidity for a moment. Just long enough to see the guard pull out his keys. Then, Alexi's mind blanked over again and the feral deamons crawled back into the base of his brain.
Baccardi
12-06-2004, 23:28
Ralph opend the cell slightly:

"are 'they' back Alexi? hahaha hahaa come on now..haha you are good for a laugh, time to go out side you raving lunitic..you should be in the hospital across the harbour man..seriously.."

Ralph and 3 other guards put a mask over Alexi's head so he wouldn't bite then handcuffed him:

"let em out Mario!"

Yelled Ralph keeping his hand on the Issued Colt .45 that was holstered at his side. All the prisoners were let of the the cell and 5 guards walked up the line accounting for names...
Mikatopia
13-06-2004, 04:37
OOC: WOW, I didn't think I'd get such a response.

Ctan: Conditions are not good in Mikatopian prisons. Torture is regularually administered to prisoners with "dispiplinary problems". As for the legal system, before the law, you are guilty until proven otherwise. Also, if you don't have a lot of money to bribe the judges, you will probably get a harsh sentence.

Also to Baccardi, since you are RPing as a guard, I should let you know that you may kill prisoners, but you must give a good reason for doing so when you appear before the Chief at debriefing.

IC: Chief Wigg sat quietly in his office, treating himself to yet another jelly donut. As Chief of Security at D-43 Detention Center, Wigg was well known and hated by all prisoners and guards. Wigg was a short, fat man with a mustache that looked like a squirrel had died on his upper lip. But the man was strict. Maybe a little too strict. It didn't help his popularity that he did not allow the guards to smoke in his presense, told them only to refer to him as "Chief", and was completely closed to new ideas.

His fat fingers moved again to grab another delicous morsel. Ahh, life was good.
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Warden Abraham G. Kessel sat in his oak office. It was supposed to be styled after the Presidents office in Central City, but with the fact that money was already tight, it was barely subpar to its "twin" in the Royal Palace.

Kessel was not too short, not too tall, not real heavy, not real thin. If one were to look at him on the street one would look by him with barely a glance. But the truth was, at D-43, Kessel was God. As Warden of the facility, he could authorize tortures, beatings, and other punishments. He could change certian rules, as long as it didn't conflict with Mikatopian policy. In fact, the only thing that Kessel couldn't really do legaly was excute some one. Oh sure, he could have the guards beat some one to death, or have an inmate have a unfortunate "accident", but no offical excutions.

Kessel straightened his glasses and ran his hand across his balding head.
Suddenly, he noticed a new report, Michael Ciceroni was here. Ahhh, a Ciceroni at last. The Ciceroni's had stayed out of prison for quite some time. Not on good behavior, but because of the fact that they payed off the government before a major crime, plus, thier crimes were never against the government.

He smiled, got out from behind his desk, and prepared to go on a tour of the facility.
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"To all inmates and guards of D-43,"The loudspeaker rang with the voice of Chief Wigg," The Warden is making his rounds. If any of you act out of line, you will be taking a dirt nap tonight."

Guards and Inmates alike groaned at Wigg's attempt to sound threatening, but they feared the message. Wigg may have been just a jackass, but Kessel...

The man was known to whip unruly inmates, and guards too. If Kessel was coming, no one wanted to piss him off....
Baccardi
13-06-2004, 04:45
Ralph strolled up to Kessel and saluted:

"hello sir! Block Sergent Ralph Weiss at your service, i will be your personal aid for your rounds sir!"

Weiss smiled then stuck his chest out looking important
Saiogena
13-06-2004, 04:51
Nurse Kelli Mao had long since left the bathroom and had already treated a burn victim (he wasn't going to live much longer) and stiched up another who got slashed with a knife. "Goddammit, hold still and quit crying like an infant." she said, she glanced about and not seeing any doctor around slapped him, "Buck up weakling I'm almost done." he continued to cry but at least had stopped screaming in a good Michael Jackson immatation.

As she made the last stitch Kelli handed him some bandage-wrapping. "Handle this yourself, come back in a week so we can remove the stitches, understand?" She then walked off to the next patient, at least she hoped he wouldn't scream like a girl.
Baccardi
13-06-2004, 05:03
Kessel didn't speak to Ralph just waved him off. Ralph walked away calmly thinking o well..Kessel can never come to a conclusion about anything.

Ralph walked through the corridors untill he reached the womans wing where the steel door was opend. He walked through looking for his female guard 'friend' Naudia. When he finally found her he smiled:

"hello Lisa, how are you this shitty day!"

She smiled, Naudia was from Romania she had long brown hairm perkey chest, beautiful long legs and a tight looking ass:

"hows the wife Ralph?" she smiled showing her pure white teeth


10 Minutes later both were in the janitor closet, Ralph ****** her brains out. When they emerged Ralph said:

"well err Naudia i don't know if i can err fix that..i will be back"

Ralph hurried back towards the male prisoners wing.
Andolai
13-06-2004, 05:19
OOC: I really want to play an Andolaian prisoner arrested under drug offenses, but don't know enough about your narcotics regulations. The moment I get an idea, I'll start posting. I promise that while new, I won't pull any n00b stuff.
Ryanania
13-06-2004, 05:22
I'd like to join the RP as either Stabby Joe, or Decapitating Henry; whichever you prefer.
Free Pacific States
13-06-2004, 05:40
As the guards banged on the bars, Charlie Henson sat up in his bed, and looked around his cell. Which was, as usual, empty. When he'd first come in, he'd been put in the same cell with another deranged killer. The prisoner warden thought it would be safest to keep two of the highest profile killers together. That was, until, upon checking on them the next morning, the guards had found Henson's roommate gone. Upon asking him what had happened, Henson simply replied "I only wish I'd had salt." and then licked his lips.

Since then, he'd been kept heavily watched, and was never left alone with someone in a room unless another two people with guns were in the room with them. Of course, no one expected the killer and eater of over seventy people to escape, it was more out of mortal fear of what happen to anyone, be they a guard with a bazooka or an unarmed prisoner, if they were left alone with the man. He had eaten both officers of a police unit before being arrested, in fact.

As he pulled himself from his bed, the two guards who came to his cell every morning walked up to the door. Pulling his maw from their bag, they reached through the cell, and quickly drop it on the floor, withdrawing their hand as fast as they could. They had learned to do this after Henson had bitten off a finger of a guard dropping the maw into the cell.

Once he had put the maw on, they steped into the cell, tightened it, and checked him. They then simply walked away, allowing him to join the general flow of prisoners going to the first activity. Henson wasn't really even sure what it was...but he didn't care. It wouldn't involve any good food, so he'd just go along with it. Not that he was being released...ever. Unless he were to survive around 3,000 years, that was. Stupid replacement judge, had to give him such a long sentence.

Of course, Henson didn't really blame him. After trying to eat the first judge in the courtroom, the second judge had simply wanted to end the trial quickly.

OOC: If this charactor is a little bit too eccentric/sick, tell me, and I'll edit this post and start over. But let me tell you in advance, I won't be describing anything in detail, or even really letting Henson eat anyone (actually, that's the guard's call, not his).
Baccardi
13-06-2004, 05:44
OOC: s awesome! haha he's great!
Ryanania
13-06-2004, 06:01
OOC: I'll go with Decapitating Henry; sounds more insane.

When the guard walking down the cellblock reached Decapitating Henry's cell, Henry leapt at the bars, screaming, "Bwahlargaaahrawpahoo--" the guard hit him in the stomach with his nighstick and moved on. Decapitating Henry thought, Boy would I like to decapitate him! I'll get my chance one of these days. Not today, though. Too busy. I already have a shivving and an anal shower rape scheduled.
Baccardi
13-06-2004, 06:06
Ralph walked down the line of cells glareing at all the prisoners:

"haa haa, f*** you all, what you lookin at Mad Macrae! go suck off your man you Nazi f***"

Ralph liked bugging the inmates as it was fun to watch their reactions. He reached Henry's cell and glared at him aswell:

"hello henry, how are we today? do you want that book on cars we got for you in the mail?"
Andolai
13-06-2004, 06:07
OOC: No answer to my post re: narcotics laws? It seems the most likely thing for a citizen of my country to get charged with.
Ryanania
13-06-2004, 06:30
Ralph walked down the line of cells glareing at all the prisoners:

"haa haa, f*** you all, what you lookin at Mad Macrae! go suck off your man you Nazi f***"

Ralph liked bugging the inmates as it was fun to watch their reactions. He reached Henry's cell and glared at him aswell:

"hello henry, how are we today? do you want that book on cars we got for you in the mail?""Ooblargwhaahahanyarg! Yes, thank you. I've been looking forward to recieving that book. I need to read up on how to reset the oxygen sensor on an '84 Volkswagen Rabbit."
Free Pacific States
13-06-2004, 06:32
As the two talked, Henson couldn't help but smile. He felt sorry for Ralph, being stuck up in this place, and he felt a comraderyship with Henry...both were psychotic lunatic killers, who mutilated their victims bodies after death. And hey, what was the diffirence between eating and cutting off one's head.

As he walked up to them, he didn't bother smiling. He knew from the maw, they couldn't even tell. And as he spoke, his voice sounded muffled, but most had gotten used to it. "Good morning, Ralphy, Henry."
Baccardi
13-06-2004, 06:42
As the two talked, Henson couldn't help but smile. He felt sorry for Ralph, being stuck up in this place, and he felt a comraderyship with Henry...both were psychotic lunatic killers, who mutilated their victims bodies after death. And hey, what was the diffirence between eating and cutting off one's head.

As he walked up to them, he didn't bother smiling. He knew from the maw, they couldn't even tell. And as he spoke, his voice sounded muffled, but most had gotten used to it. "Good morning, Ralphy, Henry."


OOC:Im not a lunitic! lol im the Sergent of the block! lol Ralph Weiss! it's ok, lol you must have missed somthing
Ryanania
13-06-2004, 06:42
As the two talked, Henson couldn't help but smile. He felt sorry for Ralph, being stuck up in this place, and he felt a comraderyship with Henry...both were psychotic lunatic killers, who mutilated their victims bodies after death. And hey, what was the diffirence between eating and cutting off one's head.

As he walked up to them, he didn't bother smiling. He knew from the maw, they couldn't even tell. And as he spoke, his voice sounded muffled, but most had gotten used to it. "Good morning, Ralphy, Henry.""Mwhaharharhaaag! It sure is! I got my car book!"
Necros-Vacuia
13-06-2004, 10:35
(OOC: Hopefully it's not minded if I join?

I'll be a prison doc of some kind....unfortunately for the prisoners, Necros-Vacuians tend to be very good about taking orders/looking the other way. The scientists there also always seem to have this thing about experimenting...)

Doctor Yirrem was probably the one person in the entire prison facility to actually try to sleep in. Most people would have been, still *should* have been, bothered by loud, horrible screaming, sounds of torture, sounds of murder, etc.

To Tobias Yirrem, this was little different from the block he'd used to work back in his Motherland. Except here, at least, he was government-sanctioned and didn't have to worry about *becoming* one of the prisoners if he slipped up...as much.

It wasn't easy to be a prison doctor of seven years, but he managed. He finished up his morning routine rather quickly once he got up, and came into the infirmary munching on a piece of toast, blinking his characteristically golden eyes and looking boredly at the prisoners, then waving to Kelli.

"Nurse Mao," he said, calm and pleasant. "And how are the little monsters today?"
Saiogena
13-06-2004, 14:10
"We will need another two body bags by tomorrow as two *long continuous beeping sound in background starts*, no make that three body bags, oh and that weakling over there," Mao said pointing at the skinny prisoner whom she had stitched up, "Screams like a girl so when you undo his stitches in a week bring earmuffs."

Nurse Mao took a deep breath, her dark brown eyes were really red, "And we are forever flooded with patients to take care of. If anyting happens like a terrorist bomb I'll be sure to inform you."
The Gothic Underworld
13-06-2004, 16:26
OOC: Mikatopia, you mind if i RP a hitman hired by Il Duche to bust out Michael?
BLARGistania
13-06-2004, 20:53
Alexi thrashed wildy as the guards put the hood over him. He was bound and blind, but that didn't make much of a difference in his mind, he still screamed. Alexi fell over as someone (a guard? he thought) pushed him outside onto the metal catwalk of cell block D-17 known as screamer block for the number of insane inmates that were housed there.

The cold metal shocked Alexi for a moment into lucidity. The second time that day, he was getting good at this sanity thing. Soone enough though, the black curtain closed down again and Alexi began to shreik, only slightly muffled by the hood.

"Cold. . .Cold. Like fingers. FINGERS OF SATAN!! I have tasted the flesh of the fallen angels! Ashmated, Beezelbub, Loki, Oden! Blood! Blood! Blood to you all! On the 4th night of the wherwolves 'venge the dead will rise again. Blood. . .blood will be split again. THE REVOLUTION WILL COME! and when, when. they will all die. yes, all dead. dead. dead. dead. and the cold will grip them, tear there hearts and they will be devoured. dead and gone, gone to be dead. . . "

Alexi trailed off and began to mumble to himself about the eyes watching him.
Free Pacific States
14-06-2004, 00:49
OOC: I was comparing Henry to Henson, not Henry to Ralph.
IC:
Henson smiled. "Wow, that was really fast. I hadn't expected it for another week at least!"
Baccardi
14-06-2004, 01:43
Ralph grinned then looked at Henson:

"poor guy..we gettin this beer after our shift Henson?" Ralph said loudly watching Henry flip through the book looking quite amased
Baccardi
14-06-2004, 01:44
Ralph grinned then looked at Henson:

"poor guy..we gettin this beer after our shift Henson?" Ralph said loudly watching Henry flip through the book looking quite amased
Mikatopia
14-06-2004, 05:34
Sorry no time to post IC now, so I'll just let you guys RP Kessel and Wigg a bit if you want. Nothing huge.

Gothic Underworld: go ahead, i like the idea

Andolai: Narcotics as with most things in my country are illegial. Enough to get you sent to prison to life, but not enough to have you executed.
Free Pacific States
14-06-2004, 05:51
"Sure." Henson said, still smiling. "Almost forgot, but not quite!" Henson, to most people who knew him, was a simple minded, every day person. He had held a job at an IT company as a secretary, owned a small four door sedan, a two floor house (no basement), and volunteered greatly in community activities. In fact, he had been of help in several police investigations. He was, to most, a very likeable, logical, and even fun individual. Of course, to his victims, he was logical and, surely, he had fun, but they didn't enjoy being eaten alive...usually.

Which, of course, had made it all the more suprising when he attempted to eat the two officers that had come to bring him in for questioning. Especially to his neighbors, community members, and the police officers. The following court record from his trial would best show this belief in his innonce.

Prosecutor: Now, what can you tell me about Charlie?
Neighbor: He's really a nice person. He helps out in the community, is good friends with me and my wife...when you guys brought charges against him, I was greatly suprised.
Prosecutor: I see. Tell me, have you ever seen him leaving his house at peculiar times?
Neighbor: Well...once or tw---
Henson: OBJECTION! HOW IS THE WITNESS TO TELL WHAT IS PECULIAR!
Judge: Mr. Henson, while your objection is well-backed, your attorney, and not...AHH, BAILEF, HELP!!!!!!!
Henson: *Bite* Gobble Gobble Gobble
Bailif: OMG! HE JUST BIT OFF HIS ARM! DROP IT, NOW!
Henson: *Jumps at baliff*
*Several Gunshots*
----------Record of Court Hearing lost due to court typist having his nose bit off----------

OOC: Just establishing some backround on my charactor.
Baccardi
14-06-2004, 06:08
OOC: isn't Henson a guard??
Free Pacific States
14-06-2004, 06:17
OOC: HA! Hardly. Check the previous page, he's the equal of "Hungry" Hector Manson in Mikotopia.
Ryanania
14-06-2004, 06:38
Looking at the book about cars, Decapitating Henry said, "I could make a great decapitator out of this chrome bumper if I had the right tools! When I get out of here, that's the first thing I'm gonna do. I could even put, like... LED lights on it and stuff!"
Free Pacific States
14-06-2004, 06:50
Henson looked at him. "LED lights? That's pretty cool man. Wish I had that type of knowledge, but skipping outa school in second grade did that to me."

OOC: Hmm...for your last post, Baccardi, just say that since Henson is going to be in jail for good (life sentence, no possibility of parol), and since his attitude towards guards and prisoners is pretty good, that he's treated rather nicely by the prison administration, sometimes even to some treats by the guards after their shifts. He's been here for nine years too, so people know him, and trust him, well, and, being the logical person he is (although also a cold killer), people can usually ask them about their problems and get a good soloution from him. All around a good person..exactly what his neighbors said...
Mikatopia
15-06-2004, 16:36
BUMP
Ryanania
15-06-2004, 21:11
BUMPAll the RP's seem to be dying lately. I guess everybody is too busy trolling and flaming in the general forum.
Free Pacific States
15-06-2004, 23:00
BUMPAll the RP's seem to be dying lately. I guess everybody is too busy trolling and flaming in the general forum.

OOC: I would post, but you see...I was the last one to post IC wise. Can't exactly respond to myself, now can I?
Ryanania
16-06-2004, 00:10
BUMPAll the RP's seem to be dying lately. I guess everybody is too busy trolling and flaming in the general forum.

OOC: I would post, but you see...I was the last one to post IC wise. Can't exactly respond to myself, now can I?Yeah, and I was the second to last person to IC post, and I don't really have anything more to say.

I guess we could just fill up the thread with OOC comments.
Mikatopia
16-06-2004, 05:19
OOC: OK I'll attempt to bring it back to life.

IC: Mike Ciceroni sat at one of the long tables of rejects and psychos that made up Team-A. The cells were grouped into small teams that worked together. For example, Team-A had just come back from the distillery portion of D-43, adn were now on their lunch/recess break. The Mikatopian prison system forced the inmates to make up for thier sins against society by working them until they were bone tired. There were a few exceptions: any prisoner thought to be a danger to his (or her) fellow inmates was removed from the work groups, but they were kept in a dark cell, alone for the rest of thier days.

Right now, Teams A,C, and F were in the mess hall. Funny thing they should call it a mess hall, because thats exactly what it was: a mess. There was old food all over the walls, the trays and bowls were rarely, if ever washed.

Mike was listening to Old Grey, a bandit who had been here for 30 years. According to Grey there were guards everywhere. Each guard was equipped with a Ak-47, a taser, twin Desert Eagles, and eight stun gernades. That didn't count the snipers outside. This place was tight, no one had ever escaped from a Mikatopian prison alive. D-43 had the notorious reprutation of being the dirtest, deadliest, and best prison in the whole country. The Prison was 100 miles away from the closest city, Opal. Plus it was rumored that sharks were kept below in the lower levels.

The lower levels. Grey went on to tell him the stories of the horrid place. Apparently, that is where the Pit was. The Pit was just as its name suggested, it was a giant hole in the ground. It was pitch black and the hole was full of water up to the average man's knee. Very few came back from the Pit, and they never could speak again. Most died a few days after being released. The lower levels was also where the "diplinary improvers", or the torture devices were kept. The lower levels was a horrid place, the secular equivilent of Hell.

Another mythical place of note, according to Grey, was the Female Correctial facility on the other side of D-43. Many men had tried to sneak off there, only 5 ever succesfully made it there, and out of those five, only 3 were not caught. A major trade here in D-43 was pictures of the female inmates. One of the men sitting by them, Ben, chuckeled at this and flashed Mike a nude picture of a female inmate. He also told Mike to talk to a guard named Wilson, he regurally traded with prisoners.

The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch and the beginning of recess. Oh boy...

OOC: OK, mostly this was to give you a heads up on some of what goes on here in D-43. If you have any questions about the way things are done, have your character ask Grey, he knows everything about D-43.
The Gothic Underworld
16-06-2004, 08:50
IC: A shadow flitted across the outer walls of the prison, pauses as it sees a couple of guards walk past, then melts into the shadows. When the guards left the area, the figure rears up again, and shooting a grappler into the wall, literally flies up to the outer wall of the second level of the prison.

This dark figure is known only as 'Ceberus'. An assassin. A mercenary. With his latest job in hand, given to him by who else but Il Duche of the Ciceroni crime gang.......break Michael Ciceroni out of there.

Right now though, he's just reconning the area, trying to locate the Ciceroni heir. He's been there for 3 days already, living a skulking life, taking his rare moments of sleep in places he knew no guard would explore. Another 4 days, and he will act. For now..........
Ryanania
16-06-2004, 09:55
Decapitating Henry started off his recess by threatening a mouse. "Would you like some cornbread, Mr. Twinkles? WELL YOU AIN'T GETTIN' NONE! I'LL KILL YOU TOO!"