ROLEPLAY TESTING || DNP

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MODERATION
xxxPoison_Grass && [ B E E L Z E B U B ]

INSPIRATION
xxxIn Hell ↷ Enzai ↷ Super Jail

GENRE
xxxHorror ↷ Action ↷ Thriller

Welcome to the role play, Lockdown. This is a collaborative project between Poison_Grass and [ B E E L Z E B U B ]. If you have stopped in, we both thank and urge you to continue on and read the rest of this introduction. As a prologue, this entire concept began as little more than a satire. We both of us found the abundance of overly femanine males in most 'yaoi' role plays to be commical and thus this was spawned. We wanted an RP where the men, regardless of their orientation, were each a real man's man instead of rape bait.

Lockdown is a tale of a corrupt prison. Only the strongest manage to survive. Hardened criminals thrive within its walls; feeding off anyone that might mistakenly show signs of weakness. The guards too abuse the power of their position, staging violent fights. Inmate is pit against inmate in the yard for the amusement of the warden and the corrections officers. All while bribing the prisoners into action with twisted rewards.

If you find yourself at all interested, or having questions, feel free to join us in the OoC.


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xxxxx《 ♔ LITERACY ❜
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This is a literate roleplay. As such, we are expecting full paragraphs from you. There is no 'minimum' length as far as replies go. 'Literate' means you can properly express yourself through your posts. You use complete sentences, can spell and make use of proper grammar without flip flopping between tenses, and are generally competent. We are not asking for perfection but that you have a grasp of how the English language works. Most people would rather read four or five well written paragraphs than sift through a dozen that are steaming piles of s**t. That being said, all we ask in regard to length is that you keep your posts roughly the same size as everyone else in the roleplay. This means that if most are writing 600 words on average, you should try to mirror this. Less is acceptable, as is more, but don't make it a habit of giving pitifully short replies when other people aren't.

xxxxx《 ♔ TERMS OF SERVICE ❜
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In spite of the darker undertones to this role play, you are asked to keep things PG-13. Violence, bloodshed, and everything in between is welcome and nearly expected. We don't care if you want to make characters fight, swear, or engage in questionable activities. All that is required of you is to keep these sort of things tame for all the impressionable youths that may be lurking the thread. More to the point, if your characters are going to have an overly intimate moment, please use a time skip to after the 'main event'. The detail for your blood and gore should also be kept low. There are artful ways to convey bloodshed without making it completely traumatic to the readers.

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If you wish to apply for a role, all you have to do is pick a character and send in a reserve. The application can be found in one of the later posts. Once you have filled this out, send it to [ B E E L Z E B U B ] via PM. What you title the message is entirely up to you. Keep in mind that this will be a long term roleplay so only apply if you intend to stick around. If you are one of those annoying ******** that join something merely because it's sparkly and new and then disappear without warning, we will not hesitate to delete your character and re-open the slot. If and when your reserve is accepted, you may begin working on the profile. When that has been completed, PM it to [ B E E L Z E B U B ] titled as whatever you like. Again, it doesn't matter.

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You are expected to reply as the need demands. If someone is waiting on a response from you, please work on one. It's that simple. Generally speaking, from the moment your partner get up their response and you are next in line, the clock starts ticking. If you fail to post within 30 days from the time of your partner, you will be removed from the thread. You will not be given a warning. By reading this, you should already be aware of the conditions. We expect you to be mature enough to know how to manage your time and keep track. Neither of us are here to be your babysitter or handle you with kid gloves. We do not want people to think that they are irreplaceable and exempt from the rules. If you are going to be away and have given us prior warning, on the other hand, you will be given an extension. If you have the common sense to be courteous enough to inform us when you are going to be gone for extended periods, then we will be kind in turn.

Also bear in mind that we do not want to see the IC spammed beyond belief by a small group of people. Being active is important, but do not turn the roleplay into a one x one between yourself and another member. We do not want to get off for the night, only to come back to a page filled with nothing but interaction between two characters. When you pull that s**t, it leaves everyone else behind and kills group activity. If you have found yourself way ahead, then take a step back and give the other members a chance to catch up.

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Each character has a very brief synopsis which includes things such as their general age, personality, crime and sentence, short bio, and character relations. These have all been set up as a guideline to help you flesh out the role. Things were intentionally left vague, affording you the opportunity to put upon the character your own stamp. The only thing that is one hundred percent nonnegotiable is character appearance. You are expected to use an image of someone overtly muscular. This does not mean that the character simply has a six pack. We are talking someone that looks capable of flipping a car.

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And finally, for the love of all that is Holy, do not post OoC comments in the In Character thread. This includes pointless statements at the end of your replies. If you have s**t to say, then go to the Out of Character thread. That is why we have the thing; so the In Character will remain clean and professional instead of turning into a hideous ******** fest. If you post Out of Character BS anywhere outside the OoC, it will be deleted.

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It stood out as an imposing sentinel upon the otherwise forgettable landscape. The towering edifice rose to impressive heights, a lonely island in a sea of nothing but gravel and dirt. Hardly a thing grew, save the long withered tufts of hedge and the unkempt turf that had once served as a lawn. Its watchtowers and barbed wire fences looked like broken teeth in the gaping maw of some slumbering giant. And the people that moved about within the fenced off could hardly be more than bothersome insects.

Reality was nowhere near as fanciful and only half as pleasant.

Each night, when the sun had finished its daily march across the sky and was replaced by her sister moon, the monstrosity finally took in breath. It was in this darkness that the prison, for that was what it was, seemed to find new life.

It housed the worst of the worst; convicted lawbreakers and felons, no longer deemed fit for life amongst civilized society. They were a risk, sometimes to themselves but mostly to anyone that was unfortunate enough to be around them. And so, with their lives stripped away and existence reduced to little beyond a nine by six cell, the foulest parts of human nature no longer had a reason for restraint; inhibitions were lost and depravity found outlet.

Always, like clockwork, the worst came just as the stars spread across the velvet sky. Monsters that lurked beyond the light, biding their time, made their presence known in the dark. They were things that might have otherwise drawn attention in the daylight hours but went entirely unseen as soon as night spread across the sun bleached facility.

Yet the inmates themselves were hardly the sole source of such blatant corruption. Evil seeped from even the most unlikeliest of places. Those men, those meant to supervise and bring with them law and order, were the devil personified.

Among the corrections officers, there seemed nary a one that was unwilling to turn a blind eye to his fellow guard’s misdeeds. After all, it had begun so small; something as seemingly meaningless as the mistreatment of one inmate or another. As if striking a molester of children might somehow offend their sensibilities? But this complacency spread, as insidious as any cancer. If this was fine, then why not that? Complacency turned into acceptance.

Over time, the prisoners had become little more than pawns in the increasingly debauched games played by their overseers. They were things to be used and if broken, they were simply to be disposed of like the daily trash. During the course of mere weeks, the wanton disregard for standard practices meant inmate safety had gone by the wayside. What had started as simply bad had suddenly become much worse. It was a swift metamorphosis that all too quickly became a new type of norm within the prison walls; when guard sanctioned matches became the favorite pastime.

While the guards placed bets on the outcome of these fights, the convicted were offered incentive to make the deadly matches almost seem worth the price. It was a means to ensure they participated. And where bribery failed to work, threats often did; displays of brutality helped to keep the corrections officers in control. More than one inmate met an untimely demise upon refusing the mock bargain.

It is much more prudent to accept and die fighting than it is to decline and die all the same.

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A devious and spiteful creature. One would hardly know that a heart still beats within that monstrous chest of yours. For all your callousness would surely mean a lack of anything even remotely resembling the human soul. You take great pleasure in your job, though it can not be said that you do it overly well. If anything, you are a shame to the position for all the abuse of power you exert. In fact, it was you who masterminded the current nightly matches in which the inmates fight. Not surprising in the least, given your obsession with violence; you are a voyeur and take pleasure in watching the men engage in bare-knuckle encounters. An explanation for why your attentions have fallen upon the ❛GOLDEN BOY ♔ 》. You had always been a fan of the one-time-boxer and now that he fights in your personal arena, you are guaranteed to cash out; he is a sure thing. Though, your interest in him lately has gone from simply winning your bets to nothing short of lascivious.

Your nightly rounds give you easy access to him, anyone, and anything that happens to pique your interest. This is rarely a good thing for those under your microscope, as you have the tendency to administer punishments in private, though you hardly have the authority or the right. This has never stopped you before and it certainly won’t stop you any time soon. Why would it when the inmates themselves feed into your behavior? As the administrator of the matches, it is also your responsibility to see that the winner receives his earned reward. Paltry things at times, like a decent meal rather than the slop they are usually fed, though more often than not it is something of a physical nature. A thing with which you have no qualms; you gladly hand one prisoner over to another, treating the inmates like chattel.

❛BIG DADDY ♔ 》
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Amongst the prisoners, you have arduously carved out a place of you own. It took years for you to rise on the rungs of the ladder but you now find yourself at the top. The position of kingpin is something you yourself proclaimed. Anymore, hardly anyone with sense would argue the point. And those foolish enough to try often find themselves enjoying meals through a straw, if they are lucky. As of yet, you are undefeated in the fights sanctioned by the guards and you spare no effort in letting everyone know this. Reputation is what you fight for, ensuring that any cocky upstarts are well aware of what they will be getting themselves into if they ever challenge you. The answer comes in the form of a body bag; when you’re in the ring, only one man leaves alive. Of course, the compensation granted by participating in the matches does not hurt either. You have your choice of any ******** hole in the prison. Something you can’t seem to get enough of.

You have also taken on the role of leader for a group of thugs. ❛MISTER CHUCKLES ♔ 》 serves dutifully as your right hand while the ❛CHAR KING ♔ 》handles ‘disposal’. Then ❛BIG MAMA ♔ 》, though not actually part of the gang, seems keen on being nothing more than your doting house-wife. Usually, you allow them to handle the least glorious of tasks; things that you can’t be bothered to do yourself. Why would you? There is hardly a point if it doesn’t help to build up your reputation to Godly proportions. Your time is currently preoccupied as it is. People are beginning to talk, rumors spreading that the ❛GOLDEN BOY ♔ 》 just might be the one to knock you off your high horse. And that's not something you will ever let happen.

❛CHAR KING ♔ 》
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Why are you so disagreeable? Acting the way you do, you’ll never see the outside again except through chain link fences and the bars on your cell’s window. You can forget entirely about rehabilitation. Though your initial sentence seemed light, more charges are continually brought against you and additional time is routinely tacked on, furthering to extend your stay within the prison. All because of your willful behavior and the assaults on fellow inmates and correction officers alike. None of which seems enough to curb your questionable conduct. You simply don’t care. Not when you have an axe to grind and the bloodlust to swing it.

It is this spite that drove you to ❛BIG DADDY ♔ 》’s gang. You had not shown interest before, but you were soon singing a different tune. In recent months, there had been an incident with the guards in which you were left covered from the waist down in third degree burns. Not an inch of skin was spared, resulting in more than a mere disfigurement of your already homely appearance. You were unable to function as a man properly should, forced to piss only through the aid of a catheter. Yet that was probably the least frustrating aspect. The sexual tension that built without any way to release it was truly what fueled the rise in your anger. And since, you have only been able to get a sense of relief through the destruction of others. For this reason, you often strike up deals with the ❛DRUG DEALER ♔ 》; using the substances he sells to pacify, disorient, and arouse your victims before exploiting them.

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Exactly how you wound up in prison is a topic of much debate. You hardly seem the type to commit any sort of crime, least of all something worthy of incarceration. Even the guards appear to think so. You have been placed on the prison’s work program, allowed to serve in the kitchen during meals and to tend to laundry; things you wholly enjoy. To most, you come across as genial and polite. And it is this assumption that often makes you a target of violence and unwanted advances. Others look to take advantage of your otherwise tender nature. Yet lurking beneath your kind exterior is a violent beast. And at times, your demons get the better of you. You have a volatile temper, apt to reacting violently when you or those you care for are threatened. Many have learned the hard way that you are hardly the push over that you appear to be.

You have a soft spot for men with take charge attitudes and are entirely smitten by ❛BIG DADDY ♔ 》. If it’s for him, you are more than happy to acquiesce. Like a young schoolgirl taking her first forays into the realm of love, you smother him with affection and hang on every word he says. Yet he is not the only one that feels the effects. Even though you are not exactly a member of your lover’s little gang, you are quite protective of those around him. Rather than treating the men like adults, however, you tend to think of them as children. You baby ❛MISTER CHUCKLES ♔ 》insufferably and constantly insist on helping the ❛CHAR KING ♔ 》 with his slew of medical needs. Much to the annoyance of both, it should be noted.

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If anyone deserves to be locked away, it is certainly you. The acts you committed while amongst civilized society were atrocious; crimes against humanity. Now that you have been incarcerated, and the masses are spared from your butchery, who is to stop you from continuing your life’s work within the prison walls? The guards are not so much of a deterrent as far as you are concerned. Nor is the prospect of an additional sentence or two. Not when you are so clearly going to spend the rest of your living life in a cell. So, it hardly makes a difference. Sixty years or life, it amounts to the same; you won’t be getting out alive. For that reason, you lent your talents to ❛BIG DADDY ♔ 》. You were a clear asset, an intimidating man that got things done, regardless of how inconsequential the tasks may have seemed. Eventually, you became his number one lackey and right hand.

More recently, your group has suffered an avoidable loss. One of your number was executed by the correction officers; pit against the ❛GOLDEN BOY ♔ 》, he didn’t stand a chance of winning his individual match and outright refused to participate. He was subsequently killed for his blatant opposition of authority. Through the grape vine, you have since learned that your comrade was not simply chosen arbitrarily. He was targeted. By association, the gang was targeted. You were targeted. And all because a fellow inmate, the ❛STOOL PIGEON ♔ 》, had a hand in it. It is not something you can so easily forgive, let alone forget. You have since taken it upon yourself to gut the ❛STOOL PIGEON ♔ 》 like a fish. An eye for an eye, as they say.

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New to the prison, you are a total greenhorn. Such would not be the case if the institution functioned and ran as it properly should. Unfortunately, nothing is as it should be. You have found yourself boxed into a corner, unable to amend the situation. Instead, it is as if you are caught in the undertow, tossed around and reluctantly forced to go where the current wills, regardless of how much you struggle against it. With clear unwillingness, you have settled into your job, doing as instructed by the superior officers, even when it goes against your moral compass. You not only fear for the safety of the inmates but your own as well; the prison is a madhouse. It is clear that defiance by anyone, the guards included, is not something that will be tolerated. And, as if sensing your discomfort, the ❛NIGHT WATCHMAN ♔ 》 seems intent on assigning you duties most likely to get you killed.

Your latest is no exception. In an effort to get a reduction to his sentence, the ❛STOOL PIGEON ♔ 》gave up some information he probably shouldn’t have. Since then, he has come under your care under the pretense of preventing any sort of harm from befalling him. A task that, admittedly, seems asinine. At least when you consider how the prison is managed. Normally, in such a situation, you would have the inmate kept entirely separate from the others. But that is not the case. Instead, you are thrust into a situation that is conducive to violence. It should then come as no surprise that you have a nagging suspicion this assignment isn’t so much for the ❛STOOL PIGEON ♔ 》’s protection as it is more likely to get you both killed.

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If drugs aren’t coursing through your system, you are likely to be out trying to find a way to remedy that situation. You are hopelessly addicted and can not spend more than a day sober. Any longer and you are unable to take the pain, suffering from withdrawals that leave you violently sick when you are denied your poison. It doesn’t even seem to matter what you use, so long as it is something to shoot up, snort, or ingest. If it promises to give you a fleeting moment of pain free existence, you will try it, no questions asked. As such, there is hardly a limit to the lengths you will go to in order to get your fix. To you, it is a matter of life an death.

Consequently, you have found yourself caught up with the ❛DRUG DEALER ♔ 》. You are used as his mule, smuggling contraband into the prison on a weekly basis through visits paid by one of the man’s outside contacts. If you perform as expected, you can sometimes be rewarded with a small cut. Though, it is hardly enough to keep you satisfied. You get a much bigger pay off when you simply bend over. Something you seem to do quite frequently for the ❛DRUG DEALER ♔ 》. And why not? You will happily sell your body if it means you can get your twitchy fingers on the illegal substances your body needs to function.

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You were once some sort of big shot in the boxing circuit. Before you seemed to be laid a promising career. But you found yourself caught up in a murder scandal; your long time rival had been the victim of foul play and everyone seemed to think you had something to do with it. Perhaps because of the animosity that was so apparent between the two of you. What no one cared to know was the truth, too ready to jump to conclusions. You were the prime suspect and rather than looking anywhere else, the police had tunnel vision and were fixed on only you. You were convicted of a murder you never committed and sentenced to life on a purely circumstantial case. There was not a shred of physical evidence tying you to the murder. And, if they knew one thing about you, they would have realized you were incapable of actually taking a life.

To add insult to injury after the wrongful conviction, you have unwittingly garnered the attention of the ❛NIGHT WATCHMAN ♔ 》. He had, at first, only seemed interested in making you fight for him in the matches the guards set up. But then his attention turned to something else entirely. You routinely endure the humiliation and violation he inflicts upon you, though it can hardly be said that you make it easy for him. Something you are beginning to think he thrives upon; when you fight back, it only seems to entice him more. Not that you would ever be one to lay back and take the abuse, regardless. Which is probably the reason why you seem to take pity on the ❛DRUG MULE ♔ 》. To you, he appears broken and has lost all sense of self worth. You’ve been slowly attempting to build up his confidence.

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A mousy sort of man, you hardly go out of your way to make trouble for anyone. Your concern is primarily egocentric. If you aren’t directly affected, you really don’t have reason care. Of course, it was also this sort of selfish thinking that cast you from the pan and into the fire. Really, you did not mean for things to end the way they did. You turned over one of ❛BIG DADDY ♔ 》’s thugs to the guards because the man had been harassing you relentlessly. What else could you do but ask for help? How could you have possibly known that he would end up dead because you opened your mouth? Had you known in advance how things would turn out, you would have never brought light to the subject. But hindsight is twenty-twenty and now you have the blood of someone else on your hands and you can’t seem to wash it off. Slowly, the guilt has been eating away at you, along with the paranoia.

Even worse is that you now have a bodyguard. The ❛CORRECTIONS OFFICER ♔ 》is constantly shadowing you in an attempt to deter other inmates from doing you in. No doubt, you’ve already been marked for death. It is just a question of when. You fear for your life and rather than allowing you to blend in and remain under the radar, it makes you stand out like a sore thumb. That is the last thing you want. Or perhaps you simply can’t bear another man’s death weighing down on your conscious. Because there is no doubt in your mind that you are already living on borrowed time. The ❛CORRECTIONS OFFICER ♔ 》can do little more than delay what you believe to be inevitable.

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Having been around the block more than a few times, you are just as comfortable in prison as you are outside it. No matter where you happen to be, there is always a high demand for your unique goods and services. You are a preeminent entrepreneur within the system, finding you can charge far more inside bars than you ever could while a free man. It is the principle of supply and demand; when the demand is high and the supply is limited, you can charge both an arm and a leg. And if you can’t make it yourself with what is at your ready disposal, you can certainly find a way to get it in past the guards. Perhaps it is partly in thanks to the way you can talk yourself out of trouble. A smooth talker if ever there was one. Or maybe you just avoid any rough punishments because you have always been sure to keep a fall guy; someone easily manipulated and primed to take the blame if ever something should go wrong.

Your current patsy is the ❛DRUG MULE ♔ 》. Even if the guy doesn’t realize it, you are the one pulling all the strings. When you tell him to jump, he can only ask how high. It also doesn’t hurt that he is a shameless whore, willing to drop trou the moment you snap your fingers. You believe that you have him trained fairly well, so it is grating on your nerves that the ❛GOLDEN BOY ♔ 》 is trying to undo all your hard work. You hardly seem worried, however. While you control the flow of drugs in your mule’s system, he isn’t likely to grow a pair. So, you are going about business as usual. And business is certainly good. Your best customer is, by far, the ❛CHAR KING ♔ 》, whom you constantly nickel and dime.

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[size=10][b]ROLE:[/b] Which character are you applying for?
[b]CHARACTER'S AGE:[/b] Nothing under eighteen.
[b]SAMPLES:[/b] A link to a test thread, or a few current RPs you may be in.[/size]

xxxxx《 ♔ PROFILE ❜
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If you have been given the go ahead, you can begin work on your profile. The code can be found here. From the moment we accept your application, the clock is ticking. You will be allotted two weeks to complete the thing and turn it in. If you fail to meet the deadline, then you will lose your reserve and the role will be open to new applicants. There is no competition for this roleplay, so if you reserve a role, no one else can apply for it. Competition is fine and dandy, but going that route can take months; having to judge multiple profiles, waiting around for all the applicants to finish, and so on and so forth. For the sake of our own convenience, we are not doing it.

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NIGHT WATCHMAN | username | OPEN

BIG DADDY | username | OPEN

CHAR KING | username | OPEN

BIG MAMA | username | OPEN

MISTER CHUCKLES| username | OPEN

CORRECTIONS OFFICER | username | OPEN

DRUG MULE | username | OPEN

GOLDEN BOY | username | OPEN

STOOL PIGEON | username | OPEN

DRUG DEALER | username | OPEN

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xxxxx《 ♔ THE ISLAND ❜
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Fenmore island is a lonely outcropping of rock off the shores of Maryland. It spans a distance of nearly three miles and supports the Curet State Penitentiary. Once, the island had been used for coastal defense as well as a PoW camp during World War II, but in more recent times, the old fort was converted into a prison. The detainment facility has the capacity to house nearly one thousand inmates and carries out the vast majority of the state's death sentences. Atop this, the Curet State Penitentiary has the worst safety record and a staggeringly high rate of homicide. The suicide rates are also well above the norm within the Maryland Department of Corrections.

xxxxx《 ♔ STATE PENITENTIARY ❜
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First built in 1942, the detainment facility was a former PoW fort. After the war, it was converted into the Curet State Penitentiary. Because of its remote location and the harsh conditions found there, portions of the prison are crumbling or devoid of the comforts of a more modern building. A number of the cell blocks have no heating or central air. In the summer, the temperatures can rise dangerously and during the colder months, the cells have been known to freeze over. This is not a problem shared by the prison staff, who have much more comfortable accommodations. Their living arrangements are kept separate from the prisoners, outside the penitentiary itself. The COs and their families live elsewhere on Fenmore island, a small town on the eastern portion. Where as the inmates are only provided the minimal; a single bed, a thin mattress, one wool blanket, a toilet, and a sink, the Corrections Officers live like kings by comparison.

CELLBLOCKS
There are numerous cellblocks within Curet. Which cellblock an inmate happens to be assigned to depends solely on the nature of their crime. Death row prisoners are the only ones that are usually kept in a state of near constant lockdown.

CAFETERIA
An expansive space. The cafeteria is filled with plastic chairs and heavy tables, all of which have been firmly affixed to the floor to prevent the objects from becoming weapons in a riot situation. Within the cafeteria is also the kitchen, where inmates on the prison's work program are sometimes assigned duties.

SHOWERS
Communal showers are the only means by which prisoners can wash up. Lined with nothing but cracking subway tiles, the showers are little more than an open room. Along the walls, and upon four sided pillars that sprout from the floors like trees, are rusty shower heads and the single knob for the tap. Hot water is not an option. Inmates are provided a single bar of soap on a monthly basis. That is all.

GUARD STATIONS
At numerous locations throughout the penitentiary, Guard stations are set up. These are small rooms in which the COs can monitor over surveillance the goings on within their given cellblocks. The release for all the cell doors are also housed within the Guard Stations.

GUARD TOWERS
Surrounding the yard are a series of high towers. Corrections Officers patrol these regularly, armed with rifles and high powered spotlights. They monitor the fences diligently and any attempt to near the chain link surrounding the yard is ill advised. The use of lethal force to keep the perimeter clear is entirely acceptable.

YARD
Originally, the yard had been set up to serve as a recreation area for the inmates. It has since been retrofitted to also serve as the arena; the one used by the guards on an almost nightly basis. Bleachers have also been built, allowing for the inmates to watch the action if they so choose. Many do, finding the fights to be a welcome distraction from their otherwise monotonous living. The other half of the yard, the portion that has remained undefiled, has some exercise equipment set up and a few concrete slabs used for sports.

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A section of the prison used primarily for carrying out death sentences. Though lethal injection is the only means the Curet State Penitentiary claims to practice, it still has a functioning electric chair and a gas chamber. The Death House itself happens to be the prison's oldest structure and during the 1940s served as the Administration building of the PoW camp. The basement situated beneath the Death House was also built during the second World War but has been closed off for the last twenty years.

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A quarry upon the island. The stones mined from this gaping pit in the ground are primarily limestone and were actually used to build portions of the old fort itself. In the 1950s, a collapse within the mine brought much of the blasting to a halt. Caught int he cave in were a number of inmates. The Corrections Officers, presuming them to be dead, never launched any sort of rescue attempt. This, in turn, outraged the surviving inmates who lynched five COs, resulting in the first recorded deaths of prison officers. The quarry now sits abandoned, a labyrinthine maze of excavated tunnels and pitfalls.

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On the western edge of the island sits an old Victorian. The building was constructed in the late 1870s and was converted some twenty years later into an institution for the 'alienated'. The asylum, like so many others, was overseen by a doctor. A man whose methods were horrifically lethal. Experimental lobotomies, electroshock therapy, and a number of other practices that by most modern standards would seem barbaric were performed by the good doctor. And then, in the 1930s, the institution was suddenly abandoned and has been slowly decaying ever since.

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To the south of Fenmore island are the bluffs. Mostly forgotten, it was the site of countless deaths by firing squad. The most prominent case being that of three American soldiers accused of treason after a German plane crashed on the island's shore. The lack of evidence against these men, and their wrongful deaths, eventually led to the Colonel's court-martial. Soon after, the Colonel killed himself.

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Beyond the Penitentiary sits an old cemetery. The oldest grave stones that still stand seem to date the site back to the end of the seventeenth century. Many of the graves remain unmarked, however. The cemetery is still in use, old graves discovered whenever a new hole is dug. There seems to be little care for the bodies, fresh corpses tossed in amongst the ancient bones and adding to the ever growing pile of anonymous burials.

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The lighthouse is the oldest standing structure on the whole of Fenmore island. It was built in 1834. Once, it ran solely on oil but has since been retrofitted with a more modern system. It is now powered by a generator from a nearby station. At times, when the generator cuts out, so too does the lighthouse, making approaching Fenmore by boat on such nights a treacherous and deadly business.

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The only point by which people, Corrections Officers, their families, and inmates alike, can enter or leave Fenmore island. It is the sole means of entry, and because of its position at sea, means that the only way in or out is by boat. Swimming back to the mainland is a near impossibility because of the strong undertows surrounding the island.

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xxxxx《 ♔ WHY DO THE CHARACTERS HAVE TO BE BUFF? ❜
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The entire concept of the role play began from that single point. We both wanted something that wasn't filled with your usual pretty boy fare. There are copious amounts of role plays catering to male slash with strikingly beautiful men, yet hardly a thing for the rough and rugged sort; as hard as it may be for some to believe, not all gay men are women with dicks. You know the type. The gorgeous locks, the effeminate faces and build. We wanted to strike out from that stereotype and try something with men that didn't run around, twisting their ankles and waiting for their Prince Charming to come rescue them from little more than themselves. If you don't like the thought, you can just as easily leave.

xxxxx《 ♔ I CAN'T FIND AN IMAGE! ❜
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Even though that wasn't exactly a question, it is proving to be a problem. If you find yourself having issues in that department, we suggest looking up characters from games such as Street Fighter, Tekken, Soul Calibur, and the like. And if you still don't find something that suits your fancy, then you can always ask either of of us, [ B E E L Z E B U B ] or Poison_Grass, for assistance. We would be more than happy to help you look for something.

xxxxx《 ♔ CAN YOU EXPLAIN THE PLOT? ❜
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It's pretty straight forward. The characters are all in a prison. The guards are basically a bunch of assholes that abuse their power to force the inmates into manly fights to the death. The guards place bets on who will win and have made a game of it. And the inmate that wins the match is given a reward. Usually something of his choice. Unless it's a request to be released. The guards can't have inmates getting out of the jail and informing the authorities of their ******** up arena. Really, there is no hope for the inmates to get out, unless it's in a body bag.

xxxxx《 ♔ DO THE CONS HAVE CELLMATES? ❜
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No, the prisoners have individual cells. It was considered, but we decided against pairing the characters up with cellmates, if only because of the promiscuity of some. We thought we might spare them from having to deal with the lewd behavior and or violation of their bunkmate.

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For the sake of allowing interaction between characters, inmates will usually be restricted to their cells only for sleep. And at that time, we will likely make use of a time skip. Any other time, such as daylight hours or when not watching the matches in the arena, inmates will have the freedom to wander around the facility/the yard. This would typically be against the rules, but because of how horribly the prison is managed to begin with, the prisoners have a lot more wiggle room than might otherwise be expected.

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