Oh - oh, but why was the Boss here? She wanted dearly to impress him, and still in this situation she couldn't do much other than sit here and hope everyone was okay. "I - I hope so," she said, nodding gratefully at both Lola and Magnus. "But I haven't seen him, and - sorry." They didn't want to hear about this, probably. But what if he just - what if he'd just tried to run off, like the other guy? What if -
Okay, no. She just had to hope he hadn't made it in here in the first place. "Maybe he was smart and stayed back...hunting for undying." It was a stupid thought that hunting the undying could be safer than this, but these people had guns. Undying were stupid. Cory, stay close to Apple, she thought. She dabbed carefully at her eyes. She wasn't gonna cry.
"Um - yeah. I don't want anyone to lose," said Monica firmly. Sure, she was prioritizing Cory. But she couldn't forget about -
Greta. Oh, no. Would she be all right, too? Monica hadn't thought about the older woman more than once since arriving. "There's a lot of people I care about, and I know...I know someone cares about everyone here," she confessed, pushing her fingers against the table one by one just to distract herself. And she couldn't do anything to save any of them...but if she looked out for her own, and everyone else did the same...
It'd come out okay in the end, right? It had to. They were already so close to surviving. If they got out of this they deserved to get out of Delta.
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky.
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 4:22 pm
They had all seen stuff, though he hadn't seen much. Sure he saw the kid being dragged away, but it hadn't been anything bad. He didn't ask, so he didn't see much more. However Bing had told him about the woman that he had tried to save, and who had died after Bing asked questions. It was distrubing, and from the sound of it Bing wasn't the only person who saw the evils that this place had to offer. "Yea, I was told not to eat or drink anything that is served here. It isn't safe."
He nodded when Mangus said something about Russian Roulette. He had played, and been shot, so he had to agree. It wasn't safe in there. Sure the payout was wonderful, but the odds just weren't worth it really. "Yeah stay away from that room. It hurts." he shook his head at the thought. Oh well it was a stupid decision but he couldn't take it back now. "And Bingo is nice, I didn't make much from slots though. I've been scared to play anything else though."
When Monica said everyone had someone that they cared about in there he nodded. He had Bing, and as soon as he was done getting himself out he would everything in his power to make sure the older man was freed as well. Although they started off as just a mob bosses son and his bodyguard the two of them had gotten close and honestly Bing very well might be the only kind of family he had left.
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Character's name: Benjamin Sartosa Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: Benjamin SartosaView BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTERBenji is 6'2" and has a muscular body (he's a work out buff). He is an albino, which gives him pale skin, pale hair and light blue eyes. He is also riddled in tattoos.
Candice nodded at the suggestions, eagerly making mental notes. "They have bingo? Really?" That was one she at least knew.
She didn't recognize most of the faces, but it was comforting to be around her faction. It didn't matter if you knew them, they were your home base, and you had to look out for each other. It was somewhat comforting to know others were breaking down, because Candice was freaking out too. She had to keep her calm though, had to save herself.
"Has anybody learned anything about this Casino...it is so....weird." She said. The whole place had made her nervous before she suspected them of cannibalism. "I mean where are the undying with all these lights and noise. How are they powering those lights?"
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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.
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 4:40 pm
It was the sight of familiar people that drew Al closer, though the big man clearly looked troubled. What the ******** had they gotten themselves into? What the ******** was wrong with these people? He was never going to another goddamn casino in his life, that was for ******** sure. Resisting the urge to tug at the collar around his neck, the man impatiently swept his eyes over the crowd, searching for one woman in ******** this s**t," He announced loudly, wishing he had another goddamn cigarette--or someone to throttle. "<********> this <********> s**t."
The corrections officer's question made his gaze snap over, his teeth bared aggressively. "Would be good to know, right? If they have power, they might have communications up. Something. But none of that is gonna matter unless we--" He made a strangled motion towards the collar around his neck, staring to pace.
Some of his ire faded upon seeing his wife, and Al didn't hesitate to shove past people in other to snatch her hands. "You hurt?" He asked her roughly, searching her face. "Did they do anything to you? Cuz I swear to god--"
He'd bash their bloody heads in, he swore on his mum. Despite the snarl in his voice though, his hands were shaking ever so slightly. He didn't know what he'd do if they took Lola away. "This place is beyond ********. You know that. Obviously."
She had one of those goddamn collars too, and he took a look at her number with a frown. Eventually, Al attempted to crack a smile. "You cost more than me? At least they know their stuff."
50/110 coins
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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.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 4:52 pm
"Al!" Seeing that big, angry man of hers both set her heart sailing and sinking within moments of each other. "Al, sugar - oh no."
His large hands clamped over hers, but not before she saw his neck. She'd had mixed feelings about not finding him - worry that he'd been killed by this warped version of a Casino but hopeful that he hadn't stepped foot in such a place to begin with. But he was here and she was relieved, that is, until she saw the collar on his neck. "Not you too...."
One hand rose to gingerly touch his collar before moving up to cup his grizzled, tired looking face. She fought back tears, thinking about him being in one of those chairs, being taken the the room if he didn't meet his coin quota. No, she wasn't going to let that happen, not if she had to give up her coins herself.
A weak laugh forced itself out at his comment - "They probably gave bonus points for having tits."
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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.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 5:09 pm
What? What??? Aw, Lola, no, babe--" He tried to hush her, pulling her into a bear hug so he could bury his face against that bleached blonde hair of hers. "This ain't nothin'. Hell, we've been through worse together, right? You remember that time in Rio?" Al grinned widely at her, but his eyes were tight with concern for her. This s**t was getting to her, and why wouldn't it? They were being held captive by some ******** psycho cannibals.
He actually guffawed at her comment, pulling back from her for a moment to suggestively cup his chest. "You think I don't got tits? You're getting better at lying." After a moment though, his face darkened at the thought. God knows what they'd do to her before they killed her.
That wasn't going to happen. He was going to get them both out, no matter the cost. "Listen, how many coins do you need?" He glanced at her collar. 120... so 330 between the two of them, total. Shitty number, but doable. They didn't have a goddamn choice.
78/110 coins (+18 from slots, +10 from 450 words in this rp)
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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.
Maria heard the loud voice from a few tables down, and turned to see a crowd that looked to be from her faction. As she approached, white faced and shaking, she tried to listen in and catch up with the conversation.
As she heard the comments about the tits, she let out a light, crazy laugh and moved to sit with the crowd. Eyeing each in turn, and lingering on the collars, she tried to collect herself for a long moment.
"I heard that there may be a way out..." She whispered to the group, glancing around and trying to make sure no one from the casino was lurking about.
[ 66 casino coins]
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Character's name: Maria Giorgi Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Maria is pretty plain, but has a nice smile. She has straight, dark brown hair and blue-green eyes, as well as a dusting of freckles from playing outside too much when she was younger. She is on the shorter side of average, but only just so, and doesn't wear too flashy of clothing.
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 5:20 pm
If Candice hadn't been as intimidated by the older criminal she might have rolled her eyes at him. Their obvious affection was charming and sickening at the same time. Why did he get be with someone he cared about, he sure as hell didn't deserved to. She'd bet everyone here had someone they'd give anything to be with right now and it was a criminal who got his It was a shocking and sad thought that she couldn't imagine anyone she'd want to be with. A friend or family member yeah, but it wasn't the same.
A scared mousy looking girl slinked her way into a seat. Candice eyed her warily as she laughed, crazy. She studied the occupants of the table one by one, and Candice met her eyes as they fell on her collar..
"What!" she exclaimed, then lowered her voice as her face reddened, "A way out that doesn't involve dying right?" Who knew, the girl could be crazy...
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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.
Adelaide looked somewhat engaged with her radio as she dropped by, but she pocketed it for a few moments as she approached the familiar group. This more than anything felt surreal: seeing The Crooks all collared like bitches, more even than the casino itself to her. After all, these "zones" were probably only going to get worse and worse throughout anyway, if the macabre underbelly she'd glimpsed of this place said anything.
She crossed her arms as she considered the group thus far: Boss, that sunovabitch, already had his collar off. 'Course. Something about blackjack, something about the machines...The options didn't matter to her personally, as long as they were available to everyone; she was going to claw her family out of this situation, even if it killed her. Unable to help but overhear the hilarious couple from before, she made a note of their numbers before sidling up to Maria.
"What's that now?" she prompted curiously, adding a bark of a laugh when one of the others shouted around the same time. "You bribe something outta someone, hon?"
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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 over a pink parka over a grey sweater.
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 5:28 pm
At the little reunion, The Boss gave a small smile, but it didn't last long. Back to business, as things were.
"Not sure what they're doing to keep this whole damn place powered, but it's fishy as ******** paused as Maria mentioned something about another way out. Tilting his head, he leaned in to hear her better.
"You mean beyond just buying your freedom?"
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Character's name: Magnus "The Boss" Fury Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: --HERE to search up your character and link to their bio! Make sure to plug in your character's ID. BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER: Brown hair, scarred face, patch over right eye. Might be mistaken as one of the prisoners, himself. Has an aura of intimidation. Weapon:Sniper rifle with a blade attachment, as well as a suppressor.
Shifting a bit in her seat as eyes fell on her, she eventually raised her chin and showed some confidence. It was Candice that caught her attention first, and she held back a laugh at the assumption, "No, it doesn't involve dying...at least I don't think so. I think there may be a fail safe in case you don't pay yourself off...a second chance..."
She paused when the familiar, motherly face of Adelaide came up, and actually let out a laugh from the girl. It was more of a stress relief, but it felt good to find some morbid humor.
"I had a flashlight, and was able to stop by the junkyard before all of this. It didnt make sense before, but now it does. There may be a backdoor...and it may have some use...later they said. I'm not sure if it's here or some other messed up place...but if so. There's a password."
She stilled as the boss leaned close, and licked her lips. She hoped to god that this information was true.
[ 66 casino coins]
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Character's name: Maria Giorgi Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:HERE Character's survival stats: HERE BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Maria is pretty plain, but has a nice smile. She has straight, dark brown hair and blue-green eyes, as well as a dusting of freckles from playing outside too much when she was younger. She is on the shorter side of average, but only just so, and doesn't wear too flashy of clothing.
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 5:40 pm
Grandma was back.
That, coupled with the Rio comment, kept the tears at bay. She let out a cough, clearing her throat of the threatening wobbles that had dared to enter her voice. No, she had to be strong - what sense was there to be crying, not when they could be spending their time fighting for their freedom.
She didn't bother telling her number to Al, not that he couldn't tell for himself. Being a burden on him was the last thing she wanted, especially since his number was almost equally as hefty as her own.
When the other girl spoke of a password and secret exits, her ears perked and she listened closer, her hand entwining with his. They only had a few moments to spare and she was going to use those moments to get as much information as possible - then back to the tables, they'd need to go.
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 5:41 pm
Monica watched the couple's reunion nervously. She was happy for them. But what about Cory?
Stop thinking about him, she told herself. You need to focus on what's here. He'll show up when he shows up. And if he doesn't show up, it means he's safe. Kind of. So she turned her head away from them as forcefully as she could manage. She didn't need to watch that right now, sweet as they were (yes, Monica was a romantic).
She cleared her throat. "Do you mean...do you mean an escape for the people who are losers?"
95 coins
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Character's name: Monica Chavez Character's faction: 2 Prison Character's journal link:bae Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Chubby, tiny girl with curly hair (red, with light brown roots) and dark skin. Big eyes. Wearing double handcuff bracelet. Focused, charismatic, loyal, affectionate, excitable, cocky.
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 5:41 pm
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If there was a secret door out, Adelaide was all ears. But at the same time, it sounded a little too good to be true. Could the Junkyard be trusted? Was there really a way to avoid having to pay at all? She rubbed her chin thoughtfully.
"Well, out with it," she prompted Maria with a pat on the shoulder. "Don't get ABC show drama on us, we don't got time for commercials. What password they tell you?"
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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 over a pink parka over a grey sweater.
That was good, that was real good. She hadn't overheard anything about a back door or password in the casino, but then she figured they wouldn't be likely to mention them either. Even if it applied to another area, it was still useful.
She still had a wad of cash in her belt. She had been saving it to trade for information, or at least she heard you could, What the hell else was she going to use it for.
"I guess we can keep that in mind and see if we can't find anymore information around here. If we do we can pass it around among the faction..."
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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.
[+10 for 450+ rp word count] [99 Casino Coins / 130]
