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The day had dragged on longer and longer, was he just that bored with life? Or was surviving such a rush that you never noticed that you where only running for five minutes when it felt more like you ran for a whole evening trying to escape?

Crazier yet was the way his wound was healed? It hadn't been a few weeks at all. He checked his journal, he checked calendars. Nothing was making sense but he accepted it with pleasure he was able to breath and move as if his ribs never cracked. Given his nature he figured why not go for the radio tower one more time?

That's when the sky ripped apart with thunder and li- wait no that was fireworks In that moment he forgot it was the end of the world. Instead of thinking about the undying that would rush the noise and light enthralled by it's chaos it was him moving towards it wondering what could create such a chaotic sign of life?

Finally him among many others stumbled onto it, a garish glowing casino the name DELTA CASINO blasted into the darkness burning into his mind like a sear into flesh. No one stopped them, as a matter of fact they where welcomed into the Casino, ushered inside like guest. Suddenly an attended slipped to him, a drink, a hand full of coins.

For a long time Jacob stared at the drink frowning hard, a day ago, maybe longer he wasn't sure he had wanted those bottles in the staples to be full, and now he stood here feeling alive again. In a place of social standards.[/i] He frowned putting the drink aside again. Today would not be the day to chase habit again.

Instead he took his coins moving towards a poker table eyeing the few other players with weary distrust. Slowly he would sink into a seat dropping coins to the table to play a single hand....

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OOC

Character's name: Jacob Thatch
Character's faction: Prison
Character's journal link: Journal
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BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Jacob Day 0 Usually looks kind of irritated or bored, stands 5’11 skinny, tries to dress nice given the situation. 29 going on 30 early next year

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Time again was distorting, he felt sluggish, something about the warmth, the smoke of someone near by that lingered in the air and made him relax in a way that wasn't proper. He frowned slumping into a chair wondering what others had gotten up too, he tried to look for others from the Prison. A face in the crow he knew but everything blurred together....


.... and then he woke up again strapped into a chair his head was spinning, others where sitting around. Mummbling, deep breathing and frustration filled the air. He went to move only to find himself bound in place as smoeone started to announce what was going on. He couldn't see them at first.

For the time being he didn't speak, instead he just listened to the explanation. Slavery. Lovely. So we'll be forced to keep this place running while those who started this trap milk our labors and use us as fodder....

Finally an option to speak was given, Jacob started to squirm, "Hey, what do you mean by-"

Oh, I forgot.

The words reeked of false pity and flippant douchebaggery. Took one to know one but Jacob realized he was already in a loosing spot even as he spoke. It didn't matter, someone was already coming around grabbing his chair hauling him off. Suddenly in a room he stared down two others, a women, a child.

He stared at the two of them as the voice continued to parade on, full of s**t as far as Jacob cared. Still he was being offered a chance to redeem them as a Patron? And what good would that do? Would they set them both free at the price of his own freedom?

At least the Women wasn't crying everywhere.

"I'll take the girl..." She seemed to relax as they cut her free a look of gratitude in her face, Jacob wasn't partial to her, he just didn't want someone already falling apart. Even as that happened the boy started to panic harder. Wounds happened as two attending staff tugged him into a room. He could see inside but after the last gracious offer to speak had been given he decided to wise up and say nothing.

Both him and the women stood from their chairs, escorted away to a washroom. Running water, clean enough to rinse in, she went first mummbling her thanks as she was tugged away leaving Jacob to rinse alone. Finally he was released. The door opened before him...