The Big House (Open)

[sierrahughes]

Sierra Hughes

OOC: Owe you one for helping me out of a writer's block.

"I don't care what kind of excuse she has, she just better well get here soon. Else we'll just throw this coo coo back in his cell and let the warden know the female guards are failing in their duties and need another paycheck reduction." The fat guard sneered while the female guards gritted their teeth and glared with heated looks.

"Now, can't we all just live happily ever after?" I sauntered right into the confrontation deliberately. I was learning quickly, that the only thing that differentiated the guards from the cons, were the blue uniforms we don every morning. If I wanted to learn their respect, I had to do it the same way.

"Hey what are you smiling at con," I snapped at Michel, my hand moving to the top of the baton as I did so.

"Now, I can play this the hard way, or I can play nice." I turned back to my female guards.

I was learning quickly that nothing is ever routine in here.

 

[Douglas Lee]

Marks stood looking out his cell window, and his eyes fell upon the eight arguing guards and the dude in the straitjacket.

"Hey, coo-coo!" he yelled, laughing and throwing some of his lunch out to splatter on the back of the guy's head.

He glared at the newly arrived female guard, daring her to do something about it.

 

[RPMate]

(OOC: Err just to let you know he's not exactly anywhere near the lunch area, No less in an area were your character could see, reach, or throw food at him from a cell window above. He's not even outside for crying out loud. I also seriously doubt any prison would allow it's prisoners to take food back to their cells while only recently stabbing someone with a sharp object.
While your character dose have the personality to fit in well with the scene of a prison please be sure to read others post and know your characters boundaries and limitations.
Right about now I would think your character would be running and trying not to get caught and severally beaten and punished by the guards in the lunch room.
In any case I apologize to everyone else for the long ooc))

The fat guard frowned and sneered as Sierra entered the room with a mockingly sarcastic attitude, while the other female guards seemed glad she had come.
Sierra though somewhat new here was already becoming a respectable guard within the prison and a few of the other female security guards even looked up to her and admired for how fast she adapted to her environment and her sharp tongue that seemed to put people in their place.


"Well it's about damn time. I was begining to think the female guards of this prison weren't dependable." he said in a sarcastic tone of voice of his own as one of the female guards moved to open the cell that separated the two groups.



~~~


Michael heard something...or at least he thought he heard something...there were always alot of noises...


"Hey what are you smiling at con,"

Someone was talking to him...

"Now, I can play this the hard way, or I can play nice."

....someone with a nice voice...so different from the others...

...would she scream like the others as well?..

...would her blood, her flesh...her eyes be sweet and tasty as all those before her?

..like those so long ago...?

...so very...very long...ago...

He thought as he remained completely silent and seemed oblivious to the world around him, never even looking up once.


~~~


"pfft don't even try talking to this coo coo" The fat guard said as he and the four other male guards handed him over to the female guards.

"He's lost in his own little world, best leave him there and take him outside for his usal five minitues...of course I suppose you could try to talk to him and bring him out of that little shell of his. I'm sure you two would have alot in common." He said while grinning and moving off to the break room until the female guards had finished giving him his exercise.

(oh yeah since she is a guard she'd know the fat guards name is Palmer)

 

[Douglas Lee]

OOC: *blinks* Um, that was interesting . . . I guess I didn't read your post too well. It was actually kind of confusing with all the different colors.

Marks sat at his lunch table, having evaded the guards by the hair of his chinny-chin-chin.

"I really need to figure out how to get that fucker Reynolds and rape that bitch Tanya," he thought out loud. "I mean, seriously. It can't be that fucking hard. Where are they gonna go? It's a high-security prison."

 

[RPMate]

((OOC: Colors are there to separate the characters as they talk and can even set the mood or personality of a character in some stories.

Example: For the guard I'm using darkgray.
For Michael I'm using darkred.
Description of everything else around them is simply Red.

As more characters come into contact with Michael I'll pick out other colors so people can have an easier time knowing who I'm interacting with.
It isn't hard or that confusing to figure out but if everyone on this thread has a problem with it just let me know and I'll make everything simply black.))

 

[Douglas Lee]

OOC: Nah, I'm cool, now that you exaplined it.

 

[FTW666]

Peck leaned against the wall thrusting his rock hard 8 inch in & out of his cellmate’s mouth.

“Look at me bitch. I want you to look at me when you suck me.”

“Mary” looked up at him. He no longer cried while performing the act, now suppressing all feelings and emotions. He ran his tongue down the length of Peck’s 8 inch uncut pecker down to his nutsack.

“Oh yeah, suck my fuckin’ balls punk.”

“Mary” alternated between sucking his left ball and squeezing his right and vice versa. Being the classy guy he was, Quentin slapped his cock against his bitch’s forehead.

“Ha Ha, you like that you little slut? How about I come in your hair? Yeah I think I might do that this time.”

“Mary” ignored him and continued to slob on the sweaty swollen scrotum, as Peck moaned with pleasure.

“Yeah yeah, back to my cock now.”

“Mary” licked back up the shaft to the glands which were swollen and purple and sucked the throbbing head.

Peck quickly felt intense pressure building up in his balls and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He grabbed the back of his cellmate’s head and began to throatfuck him severely testing his gag reflex.

“Oh shit I’m cummmmiiiiiiiiiinng!!!!!!”

“Hey shut the fuck up faggot!” screamed a prisoner in a nearby cell.

“You’re next buddy!” Quentin responded as he fired his hot man glue down “Mary’s” throat. He pulled out, inadvertently slapping his face again with his twitching rod.

“Ahhhh shit, that was fucking great. Well, go on, clean me off.”

The bitch dutifully licked up all the sticky salty cum on Quentin’s hairy body. Peck wouldn’t need anymore sex for at least 10 or 20 minutes.

 

[joeys-game]

OOC

Name : Jaden 'ice' Andrews
Age : 19
Build : medium frame, 170 lbs, 5 ft 10in
Hair : short, blonde ,darker streaks
Eyes :ice green
Sexual Orientation : bi, but doesn't want to acknowledge this
Crime : murder, killed the competition..another dealer.
Sentence :20 yrs..
IC
Jaden sat in solitary, he could hear the usual comings and goings of the prison, any prison really.
He had just been transferred from the state juvenile correctional center, he was now an adult, the rest of his sentence was to be served here, in this shithole.
Happy fuckin birthday he thought to himself.
He had been placed in solitary while they decided what t do with him, where to put him, where he wasn't gonna get killed too fast for being a smartass and mouthing someone off.

"Hey,", he shouted to nobody in particular.

'HoW LONG BEFORE YOU GET YOUR HEADS OUTTA YOUR ASSES AND GET ME SORTED?"" !

 

[BrainsoverBrawn]

Then he ground his waist and hardening cock into Tanya's nice ass, without bothering to warn her or remove any clothes. He said into her ear, "I'll inspect your other rooms now." He slid the guard's baton up around her waist to rub at her pussy through the orange jumpsuit and prison panties while he more or less dry humped her ass.

Tanya struggled weakly and moaned a little. Before she had killed her father she was a A-student and didn't really have time for dating. Hell, she barely had a social life and now she had some guard humping her ass.

"What the fuck are you doing?" She asked as she felt him grind her ass and rub her pussy.

 

[Douglas Lee]

Marks lounged against the fence of the exercise yard. He had been let out to have some of that exercise when he had threatened to let out some very clandestine secrets of some of the guards.

It jus happened on that exercise yard that one of the guards gave Marks some knuckle-dusters for when he met Reynolds.

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra Hughes

(OOC: Err just to let you know he's not exactly anywhere near the lunch area, No less in an area were your character could see, reach, or throw food at him from a cell window above. He's not even outside for crying out loud. I also seriously doubt any prison would allow it's prisoners to take food back to their cells while only recently stabbing someone with a sharp object.
While your character dose have the personality to fit in well with the scene of a prison please be sure to read others post and know your characters boundaries and limitations.
Right about now I would think your character would be running and trying not to get caught and severally beaten and punished by the guards in the lunch room.
In any case I apologize to everyone else for the long ooc))

The fat guard frowned and sneered as Sierra entered the room with a mockingly sarcastic attitude, while the other female guards seemed glad she had come.
Sierra though somewhat new here was already becoming a respectable guard within the prison and a few of the other female security guards even looked up to her and admired for how fast she adapted to her environment and her sharp tongue that seemed to put people in their place.


"Well it's about damn time. I was begining to think the female guards of this prison weren't dependable." he said in a sarcastic tone of voice of his own as one of the female guards moved to open the cell that separated the two groups.



~~~


Michael heard something...or at least he thought he heard something...there were always alot of noises...


"Hey what are you smiling at con,"

Someone was talking to him...

"Now, I can play this the hard way, or I can play nice."

....someone with a nice voice...so different from the others...

...would she scream like the others as well?..

...would her blood, her flesh...her eyes be sweet and tasty as all those before her?

..like those so long ago...?

...so very...very long...ago...

He thought as he remained completely silent and seemed oblivious to the world around him, never even looking up once.


~~~


"pfft don't even try talking to this coo coo" The fat guard said as he and the four other male guards handed him over to the female guards.

"He's lost in his own little world, best leave him there and take him outside for his usal five minitues...of course I suppose you could try to talk to him and bring him out of that little shell of his. I'm sure you two would have alot in common." He said while grinning and moving off to the break room until the female guards had finished giving him his exercise.

(oh yeah since she is a guard she'd know the fat guards name is Palmer)

Everything was relative. Five minutes was all this man got to see of daylight every single day. Not that he was much of a human being, considering the way he was wrapped up. Five minutes might have been all it took for me to get to Davis. When I could have still changed things for him.

I found my thoughts drifting once more. I shook them away, knowing how a moment of negligence or complacency could be disastrous in here.

As the four of us stood behind Michael, watching him carefully, I decided to break the silence.

"What is he in for? Michael right?" I turned, asking one of the fellow female guards.

 

[sierrahughes]

*bump*

 

[sierrahughes]

OOC: Made the necessary changes.

 

[RPMate]

"What is he in for? Michael right?"

Upon hearing Sierra's question the female guard closist to Sierra would turn towards her and give her a surprised look.

"You mean you haven't heard? It was a big thing on the news about two months ago."

The female guard then turned looking back towards Michael who was currently on the other side of the yard, crouching down in the cornor.

"He's the psycho serial killer who went by the name of little Mikey because of how he always carved his name into the skin of his victims with that name...wheather or not that skin was attached to the persons body."

"He was causing all sorts of panic through multiple states, always seeming to be one step ahead of the detectives and killing speraticly without warning and without reguard to who he was killing...man, women, child you name it."

The female guard remained silent for awhile then seeming to become slightly depressed if not a bit shaken.

"Not only that but from the reports they say that his killing wasn't the instant death type, instead he tortured his victims before finally killing them and mutilating their bodies to the point that some of them wern't even able to be identied.."

"He's a monster...a monster who should of been sentenced to death if it wasn't for this state's law."

 

[sierrahughes]

Sierra Hughes

"Wow."

Wow?

It was true that given my previous profession, I had learnt to come to appreciate the better side of my students. Or even, the better side of mankind. But now that I was on the other side of the fence, I realised that this, sympathy towards mankind could get me into a lot of trouble indeed.

But it was this that kept me going, somewhat. It would be difficult to accept the facts otherwise.

 

[joeys-game]

Jaden 'ice ' Andrews

Jaden sat in protective custody, his demands for someone to fuckin do something, ignored. Sure , he was fed, was able to read a book but overall he just sat there, waiting, waiting to be placed in a cell, waiting to meet another inmate, waiting for his life in an adult facility to begin.
He could hear the goings on of the small section of prison where he currently resided, the angry voices of inmates that had been there longer and would stay longer, some of them forever. Inmates placed away from the general population for fear of them being 'shanked' by another inmate.
Let em get shanked, Jaden thought to himself , let em die, they deserved it after all, these were the child molesters and the rapists, guys not tolerated by anyone in the prison system, especially it seemed by their peers.
He thought he heard footsteps outside of his cell, slowing down, was he finally going to get out of this area, fuck he hoped so.