Your character refuses to play, for a variety of reasons. They just stand there. Make a new post in your [ Casino solo ] thread and RP out why your character refused. When you are done, continue reading the post below!
Greta blinked against the sight of people just sitting around playing. It made no sense. How could people just be sitting in here playing games when there were people starving in the world outside, fighting with knives to stay alive. Greta had to keep herself from rubbing her jaw--it was still sore and swollen, but at least she could speak now. When an attendant came by she flinched away from the drink. She didn't like the idea of being drunk when the world was crumbling around them and she might have to draw her knife again.
She took the coins, but she didn't want them. She didn't want to gamble. She knew the odds were never in their favor anyways.
OOC
Character's name: Great Dean Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, bony, middle-aged with graying hair. She doesn't cut a particularly interesting or powerful figure. Her face is lined and soft. Her eye unremarkable. Soft spoken, dutiful, and obedient. She takes orders and takes them well.
Casino Coins: 50
Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 11:17 pm
Everything aches.
Clearly she had been drugged, somehow. That was the only explanation.
She was used to having a bed and she is simply too old for this. She listened mutely to the "game" being explained to her. She shivered and held her jaw. Even though they offered to let them ask questions, she had none. She had survived this long, done so well, for what? She looked around, looking for familiar faces, hoping that somehow they could work together.
Before she managed to recognize anyone, she was brought into a separate room. What kind of people made other people buy themselves and others? She looked around, trying to see if anyone would answer the question of what would happen to the one she didn't choose.
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You pick the young lady. She begins to shriek muffled cries of relief, crying the entire time. They free her, and then turn to the other man in the room. The victim begins to shriek through his bandaged mouth. Two attendants grab him, and sever him from the chair. He thrashes, screams, but they overwhelm him. There is light blood dripping from a fresh wound as he is dragged away screaming to the next room.
As the door to the next room opens, you see a brief glimpse of the room beyond.
Greta shook quietly looking at the two prisoners. She closed her eyes and nodded at the young woman. Greta had never been beautiful, but she still saw something of her younger life in the other woman. She clenched her eyes closed even tighter as the young man screamed and screamed. She didn't want to see, but she couldn't help but sneak a peak just as he disappeared into the room beyond.
She kept her mouth shut. That was what she was good for.
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You and the lady are brought into the next room where both of you are given a chance to clean yourselves in a mirrorless washroom with no windows at separate times. She has just enough time to thank you before she is dragged away. You are alone again as you are escorted down the hallway. A single door lies in front of you. The door opens.
Greta cleaned herself quickly, noted that there were no mirrors because mirrors could be weapons. She didn't have a chance to respond to the woman before they were both led away.
OOC
Character's name: Great Dean Character's faction: Prison Character's journal link:Here Character's survival stats: View BRIEF DESCRIPTION OF MY CHARACTER Tall, bony, middle-aged with graying hair. She doesn't cut a particularly interesting or powerful figure. Her face is lined and soft. Her eye unremarkable. Soft spoken, dutiful, and obedient. She takes orders and takes them well.
Casino Coins: 50
Amorpheous
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Posted: Wed Sep 23, 2015 11:20 pm
Greta closed her eyes and rubbed at her face when she ended up back in the casino. She looked around, trying to friendly faces, but only found familiar ones. Where was Monica and Corgi? What even of Austin and Wataru.
She hadn't wanted to play. But now she had to. She had to play to live and she hated now her life hung even more in the hands of chance than it had in the past.
