Glancing around at his surroundings, Mia frowned as he paced back and forth, wondering just how to accomplish this feat.
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Character's Name: Mad Mia Character's Faction: Prison Character's Journal Link:Hey! Listen! Over Here! Character's survival stats:Mad MiaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Wiry thin with wild chin-length blond hair, and green eyes. For clothing, he has goggles resting on his head over a llama hat. two scarves, a red shirt with a black vest, green pants, and brown boots. He looks... not quite all there in the head.
Kanth rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14Total: 14 (1-20)
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 1:59 am
[The Yard]
Seeing a smaller crate just lying to the side, Mia pulled it over and stepped on it to see if it made any difference...
... but it was still just out of reach.
Had he shrunk!?
Starting to panic, Mia hopped off of the crate and pressed his hands to his face, pacing in a more hectic manner at this point.
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Character's Name: Mad Mia Character's Faction: Prison Character's Journal Link:Hey! Listen! Over Here! Character's survival stats:Mad MiaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Wiry thin with wild chin-length blond hair, and green eyes. For clothing, he has goggles resting on his head over a llama hat. two scarves, a red shirt with a black vest, green pants, and brown boots. He looks... not quite all there in the head.
No. No, he couldn't be shrinking. There was no way, unless he was absolutely stinking mad and/or crazy. But they meant the same thing, right?
Yes. No. Maybe. He didn't know.
Picking up the crate, Mia threw it at the box and scowled as he missed it by miles, his shoulders shaking. This was making him even crazier and he wondered if the universe was against him.
Well, obviously it was, if he was like this already.
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Character's Name: Mad Mia Character's Faction: Prison Character's Journal Link:Hey! Listen! Over Here! Character's survival stats:Mad MiaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Wiry thin with wild chin-length blond hair, and green eyes. For clothing, he has goggles resting on his head over a llama hat. two scarves, a red shirt with a black vest, green pants, and brown boots. He looks... not quite all there in the head.
Kanth rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13Total: 13 (1-20)
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:01 am
[The Yard]
It was still so mind numbingly out of reach, and Mia was close to tears at this point, pressing the bottom of the palms of his hands against his temples, trying to control his breathing.
In, out. In, and out.
Controlled breathing... someone had suggested it once, and he didn't know if it helped, but he was going to definitely try it because he didn't want to ramble on and on like he did in his head which ended up babbling out of his mouth and made people go away which he didn't really want since he was just starting to make friends again.
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Character's Name: Mad Mia Character's Faction: Prison Character's Journal Link:Hey! Listen! Over Here! Character's survival stats:Mad MiaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Wiry thin with wild chin-length blond hair, and green eyes. For clothing, he has goggles resting on his head over a llama hat. two scarves, a red shirt with a black vest, green pants, and brown boots. He looks... not quite all there in the head.
It was still out of reach. It was still so far out of reach. Every time he jumped and thought he got close, the box seemed to laugh at him as his fingers just barely grazed the sides, making him angry and frustrated and unsure about everything all at once.
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Character's Name: Mad Mia Character's Faction: Prison Character's Journal Link:Hey! Listen! Over Here! Character's survival stats:Mad MiaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Wiry thin with wild chin-length blond hair, and green eyes. For clothing, he has goggles resting on his head over a llama hat. two scarves, a red shirt with a black vest, green pants, and brown boots. He looks... not quite all there in the head.
Kanth rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9Total: 9 (1-20)
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:05 am
[The Yard]
"No no no no no no no," Mia kept repeating it as he shook and glared at the box, still trying to jump for it. He didn't dare try to climb again, not wanting to end up upside down. That was only for pineapple cakes and suddenly Mia felt himself feel hungry, his stomach growling at him.
Maybe there was food in it. Maybe there was water? He wanted to know what was in the damn box.
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Character's Name: Mad Mia Character's Faction: Prison Character's Journal Link:Hey! Listen! Over Here! Character's survival stats:Mad MiaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Wiry thin with wild chin-length blond hair, and green eyes. For clothing, he has goggles resting on his head over a llama hat. two scarves, a red shirt with a black vest, green pants, and brown boots. He looks... not quite all there in the head.
Finding other random things to throw at the box, he attempted to dislodge it but kept missing with the random items, pacing back and forth in front of it much like a dog who couldn't get his bone out of the fence it was stuck in.
"Hate this. Hate you. Hate it all. Dislodge." Mia said it like a swear word, or a spell word, or a curse, but nothing he did or said would make it move even an inch.
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Character's Name: Mad Mia Character's Faction: Prison Character's Journal Link:Hey! Listen! Over Here! Character's survival stats:Mad MiaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Wiry thin with wild chin-length blond hair, and green eyes. For clothing, he has goggles resting on his head over a llama hat. two scarves, a red shirt with a black vest, green pants, and brown boots. He looks... not quite all there in the head.
Kanth rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11Total: 11 (1-20)
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 2:09 am
[The Yard]
Frustrated beyond belief, Mia slammed his body against the wall, letting his head fall against the wood. The package then decided to fall on his head, sending him careening to the ground as the package then landed on his stomach, pressing out all of his air.
Wheezing, Mia struggled to get up and put both arms around the box, staring at it with disdain and not quite trusting it.
"Was that really all it took? Just slamming against the wall? That's very rude you know, other people wanted you down as well but NO, you had to just stay up there and frustrate people as much as you could. Well, no more will you terrorize people because I got you fair and square and now I'm going to open you and see your bad insides!"
Yes, the blond man was talking to an inanimate object.
He didn't care. He also didn't care what others thought, as he gained the prize he sought and tore into it like a kid tore into a present on Christmas day.
Of course, to others, he just looked like he lost his damn mind, staring at his lap and pretending to be opening something.
Great job, Mia. Great job.
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Character's Name: Mad Mia Character's Faction: Prison Character's Journal Link:Hey! Listen! Over Here! Character's survival stats:Mad MiaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Wiry thin with wild chin-length blond hair, and green eyes. For clothing, he has goggles resting on his head over a llama hat. two scarves, a red shirt with a black vest, green pants, and brown boots. He looks... not quite all there in the head.
((Unfortunately, one of the rules for this supply drop was rolling once every fifteen minutes. So for now, the supply crate is still available. Sorry!))
Kanth
Tsunake rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-20)
Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 8:26 am
Supply crates? s**t. He couldn't pass up that opportunity. One lucky gal was already tearing into her box, and so Al sets his sights on the remaining prize. What was the best way to do this? He pushed his weight against the light post, but as expected, the thing didn't even budge.
Well, he wasn't a spring chicken anymore. There was no way in hell he could climb that thing. Maybe if he got a rock... or a brick...
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Character's name: Al Malcom Characters faction: Prison Character's journal link: Characters survival stats:View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Al is a rough looking individual, usually sporting a five o'clock. He's a big guy at about 6'3", strong, but sporting a bit of a belly these days. His right arm and the right side of his body is covered in tattoos like so. He sports dark hair and dark eyes, and normally dresses in very casual clothing. You know, when he's not toting that snazzy inmate outfit.
Scooping up a small rock, Al bounced it thoughtfully in his hand. Not too big... He couldn't throw it hard enough to damage the thing, right? Right.
His throw went wide, the rock whistling past. Jesus Christ. The man grimaced, glancing subtly from side to side. Hopefully no one saw that...
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Character's name: Al Malcom Characters faction: Prison Character's journal link: Characters survival stats:View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Al is a rough looking individual, usually sporting a five o'clock. He's a big guy at about 6'3", strong, but sporting a bit of a belly these days. His right arm and the right side of his body is covered in tattoos like so. He sports dark hair and dark eyes, and normally dresses in very casual clothing. You know, when he's not toting that snazzy inmate outfit.
Candice had watched all the commotion and struggling for a while, debating on whether to try her hand at it too. She really wanted to get something, to give herself that little bit of an edge, but on the other hand there were a lot of people already trying. Once box was knocked loose, but the smaller one stuck fast. She was short, so jumping wasn't an option, so it seemed climbing it would be. There also seemed to be less people throwing things at the moment.
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Character's name: Candice Wolf Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Journal Character's survival stats: Candice Wolf Go BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Short and stout corrections officer. Pixie-cut curly blonde hair and green eyes.
Watching the others toss rocks, Lola figured why the heck not and picked up a sizable pebble, herself.
Her aim was never any good, though, so she held her breath, pulled back and let it go sailing towards the box.
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Character's name: Lola Malcom Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:[x] Character's survival stats: [X] BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER 5'2, chubby, teased-bleach blonde hair. Black leggings, leopard print top. She's fairly outgoing but under present circumstances, probably very curt (and alarmed, naturally). Typically clever, though has never had to adjust to circumstances quite as these.
Adelaide squinted at the leftover box, having been quite content up until then to just watch other people scrabble for it. Her bad arm meant she wasn't getting much of anything done in the physical department anyway; at least it was bandaged up.
Still, she had to try. For Pride's sake.
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Character's name: Adelaide St. Pierre Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:xxx Character's survival stats: xxx BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Stern faced, tough-loving, over the hill aged woman with graying hair tied back in a short ponytail and contrasting limpid blue eyes. 5'6" and on the thin side with a gauntness to her bony face especially. wearing a dark blue parka.
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Tsunake rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9Total: 9 (1-20)
Tsunake
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2015 8:57 am
"Close, babe!" Al called encouragingly, flashing a grin to his wife. "C'monnnn. You've nailed me with forks farther away than that! Pretend that box is my face after I sold the car!"
His next hit made the box tremble slightly, but wasn't enough to dislodge it. Damn. Well, maybe he could knock someone the ******** over if they got to it before he did.
Two against one, right?
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Character's name: Al Malcom Characters faction: Prison Character's journal link: Characters survival stats:View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Al is a rough looking individual, usually sporting a five o'clock. He's a big guy at about 6'3", strong, but sporting a bit of a belly these days. His right arm and the right side of his body is covered in tattoos like so. He sports dark hair and dark eyes, and normally dresses in very casual clothing. You know, when he's not toting that snazzy inmate outfit.
