To anyone watching Jacob seemed to be watching people milling about people trying to gamble and win their freedom, colors blinking around their necks. With out warning Jacob moved slipping through the crowd past someone who didn't have a Collar.
A moment later he was lounging in a chair again staring intently a glass of whiskey neat. The drink sitting alone in the middle of the table as Jacob leaned forward arms on his knees staring eye level at the drink with the focus of a mad man.
Coin Count: 66
Character's name: Jacob Thatch Character's faction: Prison
Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJacob Day 0 Usually looks kind of irritated or bored, stands 5’11 skinny, tries to dress nice given the situation. Age 29 going on 30 early next year.
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 9:09 pm
Miliardo Kason
Nate hadn’t intended to cause a panic in anyone, but when he noticed a gentleman staring rather longingly at a glass of whiskey he couldn’t help but to feel a little bit of concern. The last time he had downed a drink in this place he had ended up tied to a chair, choosing between saving the life of a young man or a young woman. He wasn’t sure whether they would continue to drug the drinks or not, but with how these people literally liked to gamble with people’s lives he wasn’t willing to take the chance. It would be just like them to drug someone and make them sleep until the very last second, when it was too late for them to save themselves.
He approached slowly, straightening his sweatshirt so he looked like less of a hoodlum before addressing the man. “I would be careful about drinking what they serve here.” He motioned to the seat on the other side of the table. “Do you mind?” He wasn’t trying to be obnoxious, but he would really hate for this guy to end up dead over a glass of booze.
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Character's name: Nathaniel Wolfe aka Nate Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:{X} Character's survival stats: Vitals BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER He is of a rather muscular physique, stands at approximately 6’3” and weighs in at 205 lbs. He is not so much bulky as he is toned. His skin is pale and he sports a hygienic amount of stubble, his hair is short, light brown and styled by running his fingers quickly through it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 9:17 pm
Jacob shifted in his seat when another person joined him, his attention shifting up above the rim of the glass as he raised a hand to the chair across from him for Nate to take a seat. "Not at all," he mumbled softly sitting up a bit straighter eyes just over the rim.
"Well I don't think this one will be a danger..." He lifted it up inspecting it, "I took it off one of the folks NOT with a price tag." He swished it around taking a long slow sniff before putting it down again sighing. "The thing is, I haven't drank since I was... what twenty three?" He put the glass down, "I figured after turning down a drugged drink and being smoked out with what ever they have in the air I should have just one more drink. One more before I become some kind of indentured slave?"
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Character's name: Jacob Thatch Character's faction: Prison
Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJacob Day 0 Usually looks kind of irritated or bored, stands 5’11 skinny, tries to dress nice given the situation. Age 29 going on 30 early next year.
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 9:24 pm
Miliardo Kason
Once he received confirmation that the gentleman would allow him to sit he plopped down in the seat and placed his hand, palm down on the torn knees of his jeans. “Thanks.” He said with a smile. He felt relieved that he hadn’t irritated the man past rationality, it was definitely an option he was considering when thinking of how to approach the situation. The last thing he wanted to do was start a fight or upset someone.
Nate couldn’t help but to chuckle as the man spoke. If there was a time to drink, now would be it. He even managed to get a little more insight after this conversation; it wasn’t just he drinks that caused people to black out. He was still a bit nervous about anything this place had to offer but maybe his comrade had a point. “Hopefully it won’t come to that, are you having any luck at these terrible games?” He looked out over the playing floor before looking back to the other. “My name’s Nate.” He offered with a grin and an extended hand.
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Character's name: Nathaniel Wolfe aka Nate Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:{X} Character's survival stats: Vitals BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER He is of a rather muscular physique, stands at approximately 6’3” and weighs in at 205 lbs. He is not so much bulky as he is toned. His skin is pale and he sports a hygienic amount of stubble, his hair is short, light brown and styled by running his fingers quickly through it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 9:33 pm
Jacob waved his hand, "No need to thank me, we got plenty of room to sit around, they don't seem to mind if we don't gamble or do." Sitting up to inspect him proper Jacob noticed the torn jeans but other wise another Prisoner holding up fairly well.
"The slots tossed me a few coins but they cut you off after five rolls because they don't want us cheating out the system in a way that has no risk. Payout was decent enough." Shifting about he eyed the drink again a hand about to move towards it but instead moved to grasp Nate's instead, "Jacob Thatch, Prison right? I think I've seen you around. I tend to keep to myself in the medical section."
Character's name: Jacob Thatch Character's faction: Prison
Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJacob Day 0 Usually looks kind of irritated or bored, stands 5’11 skinny, tries to dress nice given the situation. Age 29 going on 30 early next year.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 9:41 pm
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Upon closer inspection he could tell that his new acquaintance was around the same age as him, maybe a few years older but he still had an air about him that made him seem even older than that. It was possibly due to the circumstances under which they had been placed, he was certain he likely appeared a bit ragged himself. He nodded and leaned back in the seat, splaying his arms over the sides and shrugging. “I guess it works out better for them if we don’t even try.” He wondered how many had given up, how many would be claimed as a prize by those freaks.
He thought back to the limited number of slot machine attempts, and back to those stupid little jewels spinning around and around. “They don’t want to lose our flesh so easily.” He groaned. Any way they could keep them from winning, they would. He felt increasingly lucky that he had managed to pay his debt and that he was no longer weighed down by that awful collar, but also felt pity for those still wearing theirs. “Nice to meet you Jacob. Yep, District 2 all the way.” He said with a light chuckle. “I kind of kept to myself too, but I guess we are all in this together now huh? Do you have medical experience, or do you just enjoy the medical ward?”
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Character's name: Nathaniel Wolfe aka Nate Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:{X} Character's survival stats: Vitals BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER He is of a rather muscular physique, stands at approximately 6’3” and weighs in at 205 lbs. He is not so much bulky as he is toned. His skin is pale and he sports a hygienic amount of stubble, his hair is short, light brown and styled by running his fingers quickly through it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 9:48 pm
Jacob was the walking guide for seeming old, the heavy drinking in his early college days left his skin somewhat dis colored and freckled looking, given the situation they where in it only became more pronounced just how stressed he had been lately and in the past. "Figure they use us to power the place some how, tread mills? Coal labor?" He gave a bitter laugh, "I chose to save some girl, she thanks me for a moment and vanished, I'm not even sure what being patron entails me."
Again he shifted, focusing more on Nate then his drink for the time being, "I think they want to split it even, maybe keep half of us here as whatever they want. The other half grunts for some other less desired job. Or kill us. Same difference. The way the guy talked made it sound like that hunter game movie everyone was going on about." It was then he noticed Nate wasn't sporting a collar and Jacob suddenly felt very naked for a man who was clothed, a man granted, chained and collard.
"I was Surgical Intern at the University actually. I wandered into the prison district early on figuring to find shelter with the police from the prison complex. Only worked out half as well as I hoped, I'm alive, but not many cops or many guns left."
Character's name: Jacob Thatch Character's faction: Prison
Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJacob Day 0 Usually looks kind of irritated or bored, stands 5’11 skinny, tries to dress nice given the situation. Age 29 going on 30 early next year.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 9:58 pm
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[12 + 10 = 22 coins] After having watched them drag the young boy away he hoped it was only something like that, but the host had lead him to believe something much more nefarious. He had spoken of a dinner party that the losers would end up attending, and he didn’t think the man meant as guests. Though he couldn’t quite work out the reasoning behind further cannibalism he began to wonder if it had something to do with the surprising lack of infected in the surrounding area. Had it been any other place that was lit up as brilliantly they would have been overwhelmed before the first firework ever left the launch pad. He decided to leave the topic alone and instead sighed as a response. “I was forced to choose too, and the same thing happened to me. I hope they didn’t kill her just to spite me…” That thought had been buzzing in the back of his mind for quite a while too.
“I guess patronage in this case entitles you to try for your life?” He responded with a humorless laugh. At the mention of cops and guns Nate’s attention peaked. He hadn’t heard the status of any of the other cops around the district; so far he was the only one he had come across. “It was a smart plan,” Nate agreed, “and I am certain each and every one of us will be very glad of your skills when the time comes. I image you have treated a bunch already.”
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Character's name: Nathaniel Wolfe aka Nate Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:{X} Character's survival stats: Vitals BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER He is of a rather muscular physique, stands at approximately 6’3” and weighs in at 205 lbs. He is not so much bulky as he is toned. His skin is pale and he sports a hygienic amount of stubble, his hair is short, light brown and styled by running his fingers quickly through it.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 10:13 pm
Jacob hadn't dwelled on the number of infected, he honestly had almost forgotten about them given the situation they faced now, they had far bigger challenges in the present such as getting free again. Being safe and a slave, or if the boys thoughts where true. Dinner. None of it bode well to Jacob.
Thankfully Jacob hadn't seen anything that hinted at the canibals they might be hosted here by. Instead he focused on the idea of getting out vs finding out. What happened to the screaming boy? Whatever it was it would be him in that room again if he didn't get out.
"Mind games maybe? The one was in tears most of the time the other had some composure to her before we both left." He shrugged, " I think we all get a dash of that chance maybe the Patron can help us out later? Or hinder us. can't say really."
"Was a good plan, yeah, prisons a safe place to hold up, they aren't made to get in and out of easily, the problem was the few guards inside got over whelmed and everyone else I assume dispatched to help outside and..." he made a gesture of birds being shooed, "Just never made it back."
Suddenly Jacob let out a bark of a laugh, "Who the hell needs me? Look man," he rolled up his shirt to the faintest marks of a bruise, "A day ago we get to the raiders camp I take a chunk of rock to the ribs. I'm a surgeon s**t like that would take 3 weeks MINIMAL and that's if I was hyped on pain killers laying in bed and we all know that ain't happening."
He shook his head, "We figure out whatever is making us heal like that, you'll put me out of a job and get damn rich...."
Coin Count 66 + 10 = 76
Character's name: Jacob Thatch Character's faction: Prison
Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERJacob Day 0 Usually looks kind of irritated or bored, stands 5’11 skinny, tries to dress nice given the situation. Age 29 going on 30 early next year.
