HISSSSSS!CLANK!The bars to your cell slam shut. Some of the other inmates in your unit are still rowdy as they taunt and jeer at one another or the prison staff."NIGHTTIME! SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO TO SLEEP!" one of the guards yells before stepping back into the control center of your unit.Yeah, just another typical day has gone by here. It's been a long time now since your sentence first started—at least a little over a year, anyway. You sigh deeply, reminiscing about the way life used to be.One of your first nights here, you remember crying, never thinking things would end up like this. Looking back on it now, you had things locked down at least somewhat decently. You had a promising career path, you were in a relationship, and you had your own place."Shut the fuck up," you say to your inner monologue, trying to stop the thoughts from invading.Christ, not again... you think to yourself, the tears welling up in your eyes. A single tear trickles down your cheek. How long has it been since you had a reaction like this? What's the fucking point in getting all sentimental again? You know all too well how that went the last time. Nobody cares about your feelings here. You've been forced to keep your survival instincts at their maximum for a long while now.The thoughts in your mind are too strong tonight.Home...My friends...My fucking... MY FUCKING LIFE!The tears come pouring out as your reflection on it all comes to fruition.Then... that day comes to mind. The day they caught up to you, and you were charged with...>Theft over $5,000>Assault>Murder>Possession>Write in...
>>6438328>Write in...Procurer
>Write in: rape
>>6438328>write-in: tore the 'Do Not Tear Off' tag on the mattress
I will be closing the vote and updating at 2:30pm EDT. If there's a tie between any of the three options I will leave it up to a roll.
>>6438336Support
>>6438328>Theft over $5,000All from Target
>>6438328>You were charged with rapeYou're endurance stat has increased by 2!Endurance level: 7/10 - Can take a beatingA lot of people who know about your past think you're unforgivable!Attitude from inmates: -5/10 - Can't stand you!Attitude from ???: -10/10 - HatedAttitude from family: -10/10 - HatedIt happened a while ago, long before that bitch finally narc'd on you, when you were very young. Long before you found someone who eventually stabilized your inhibitions. One night, you had gone out to your friend group's favorite bar. You were already a few drinks in by the time it happened when some hot little number walked your way and provoked a thought that you acted upon.Downing a little more liquid courage, you approached her... She was disinterested in you. Does that bitch think she's better than you or something? The very thought of it enraged you. It brought out a more animalistic nature.It didn't take many more drinks for you to work up the nerve to do it. Even in your completely wasted state, you still had enough wit to know you had to time this correctly.This is so fucked... but that bitch is stacked! The perverse thought thoroughly circulated your mind.You come from a city with a fairly renowned university. Fresh, just-turned-legal tail is a pretty common thing around where you're from. It's a rare sight to come across someone as sexy as this girl was, though.Eventually, your friend group began leaving to go home for the night. It was around midnight, but things were still lively inside the bar.You notice she isn't around as many people as she once was either... Wait a minute, is she going out back to smoke?Holy fuck... this is your chance. Time to put your money where your mouth is.>You fully committed to the act and enjoyed it greatly>You did it, but felt some sense of regret after>You backed out at a critical moment, but still eventually got in trouble
>>6438349>You fully committed to the act and enjoyed it greatly
>You fully committed to the act and enjoyed it greatly
How to get shanked in prison speedrun any%
I'll update in a few minutes.
PART 1/2>>6438349>You fully committed to the act and enjoyed it greatlyYour heart is beating out of your chest. Drunkenly, you get off your chair and try to steady yourself enough to walk towards the back door of the bar. It's a miracle that you only manage to bump into a few people, the place is packed even for a Friday night. Your finesse stat has increased by 2!Finesse level: 7/10 - Very slyEventually, you reach the backdoor and push it open, revealing yourself to the dark, hot atmosphere of the summertime nightlife once more. The temperature's at a record high tonight and your body isn't afraid to let you know about it, your skin is already fairly damp the minute the hot environment wraps itself around you. The girl catches sight of you, her emerald green eyes lock on to you cautiously. Seems it's just you and her out there, you just stand around near the door for a second, observing for any security or other people. The coast seems pretty clear, the tight, poorly lit alleyway is proving to be a reasonable spot where you don't think any interruptions will happen. "Hey," you say to the girl, unsure of why. She just rubs her one arm in response, nervous, only bringing it back up for the lit joint to touch against her lips again. She deeply inhales the smoke and takes a breath out, the skunky odor attaching itself to the nearby vicinity. This girl really pisses you off, the way she thinks she's so much better than you. You were just trying to be friendly, it didn't have to be this way. She takes a moment to brush back her medium length, blonde hair, and that's when all your built up motivation tells you it's time to strike. "GET THE F-?! She tries to tell you before you force your tongue down her throat. She tries to flail out of your forced kiss, her resistance only drives you forward more as use one of your hands to grope onto one of her huge breasts. Using your strength on her chest to further pin her back against a wallThey're so soft! Is all you can think, giving her more and more of yourself. SOME TIME PASSESThe barbaric sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echo out from the alleyway, she's a whimpering mess. You can tell she doesn't like it, her brain and every emotion of her being is saying no, but her body betrays her. She quivers and convulses once in a while, when you manage to hit a really sensitive spot inside her. She's given up on complaining and trying to stop you, it only serves to let you triumphantly laugh over the state of your forced conquest. You've gained the passive trait 'Feral Animal'You have such poor control over your desires! You now no longer have to roll WILL checks to commit to a crime
PART 2/2>>6438364PRESENT DAYYou sit on the edge of your bed, reminiscing on the time you raped that girl. When you fully come to the realization your hands are in your pants, pleasuring yourself.Taking a moment of reprieve, a part of you immediately relents your hand back to the side of your body, stopping you from continuing. Still, you remember the day the cops came knocking on your door. It definitely wasn't a friendly visit, your heart dropped when you opened your apartment door and saw the officers standing there.Your girlfriend was in the background of it all, fucking around and watching something on one of the many streaming services she had an account for. When she realized what was happening, she was scrambling to figure out what was going on, they were brutally honest with her. She was in complete disbelief, originally, it wasn't until your court date that all that hope she had in you had disappeared. In her eyes, you were unforgivable, a piece of shit. Could you really blame her? It's not an unnatural reaction, especially to what you had done to that woman. You still miss her, your partner. You were both doing so well, your personalities matched with each other, you were both so happy. Nearly on the verge of getting married, as a matter of fact. Your mind shifts focus to her...>What was your girlfriends name?also, you think you guys met at..>That same bar>University>Work
>>6438365Gretchen GunderstankUniversity
>Iolanta Gorshkova>University
>>6438365>Lolanta Gunderstank >Bar
I'll update either tonight or tomorrow morning.
>>6438365>>University
>Gretchen Gorshkova>University
Rolled 2 (1d2)University is locked in, rolling for name.1 = Gretchen/Gorshkova2 = Lolanta Gunderstank
PART 1/2>>6438365>University>Lolanta GunderstankLolanta, you remember meeting her when you attended university. At that point you were half-heartedly enrolled in studies revolving around healthcare, she was in a similar program to you.Your first actual time meeting was in a class shared throughout the nursing school programs, interprofessional studies. Being assigned to the same group made it the perfect circumstances to get to know one another. Eventually, you ended up finding out pretty quickly she was an international student from some Slavic area of Europe. Her blue eyes always seemed locked on you, her long brown hair cascaded down to her upper back and always had a loose flow to it. She was beautiful, her thin frame seeming so petite when she would walk next to you, complimenting your somewhat trained body. It didn't take long for things to really take off with her, it was an instant attraction. You lived in a student home at that time with a couple other roommates, you remember the first time you brought her over. The passion was incredible, the way she could match your intensity. You both fucked with an equally met passion that instantly set in stone how compatible you were with one another physically. "Fuck.." you mutter to yourself, taking a moment to fully lay down on the bed in your cell. You try to shut down these thoughts of before, "I know you hate me now," you add afterwards, trying to force yourself to sleep. After a few more attempts, you eventually achieve the result. A bleak, blackness overtakes your consciousness. There are no sweet dreams, no escapism for your rest tonight. You exhale, one last deep breath, and you're out like a light.
PART 2/2>>6438706BANG BANG BANGThe sounds of a baton smashing against the bars to your cell wake you.WAKE UP, IT'S ROLL CALL! The officer yells at you.Shit, guess you must've been pretty out of it. You jump out of your bed and tidy up quickly. The guard looks at you disapprovingly.Stepping outside your cell, you see the other inmates already lined up. You've spent a long time with a lot of these same guys. Only a couple of people have left during your stay here so far.When you first arrived, you discovered right away that shit here wasn't going to be easy. A lot of these same guys lined up in your block are either part of a group with each other or so fucking crazy that they hardly get harassed by the other prisoners.Originally, the idea of protection sounded nice. Getting into a group seemed like a surefire way to guarantee yourself some safety...Attitude from inmates: -5/10 - Can't stand you!But it was no use. Your paperwork is public to everyone in the block. They found out you were charged with rape—bad, bad paperwork to have. A lot of the people here looked at you like you were fair game. You got a heart check on one of your first days here. A group of Spanish inmates caught you in the shower and tried to intimidate you. You stood your ground, but they beat the shit out of you...Endurance level: 7/10 - Can take a beatingThe whole thing kind of fucked you up. There were five of them, so of course it did. You handled it well enough that not a lot of people bother you anymore, though.Eventually, the head count ends. It's time to head to the mess hall for breakfast. Slop's on the menu again today.You get in line with everyone else until your portion is slapped onto your tray. Fuck, this stuff always looks so gross, you groan.Despite the misery that's been your life for the past year and a bit, there's been some solace here. The social life you've managed to have has kept you sane enough not to end up all fucked up like some of the other prisoners. You've found a brotherhood with...>Steve Campbell, 36Murder>Roger WilkensSexual Assault/Indecent Exposure>Tyrell HedgesonBattery/DV
>Steve Campbell, 36
>>6438713>Roger Cunningham III§ 240.10b-5 Employment of manipulative and deceptive devices.
>>6438713>Steve Campbell, 36Murder
>>6438713>Steve
I'll update tomorrow morning again.
>>6438977Nice. Thanks for the update.
>>6438713>Steve Campbell, 36You found probably one of the few guys in here who'd welcome someone like you to sit with them."Hey, Steve," you say to the balding thirty something man.He gives you a nod, "Sup, Alex," he says, going right back to eating his prison slop. Steve's not the brightest guy around, guy's kind of a fucking nut bag to be honest. He's been here for years, charged with the murder of his wife after he found her cheating on him with their neighbor at the time. He has a pretty average build, Steve doesn't typically like to use his rec time around here to workout. He claims it's gay to get sweaty with a bunch of dudes who you gotta watch your back around in the shower. Instead, the odd time the guards let him work as a cook once in a while, when he's been behaving of course. "Same shit, different day," you inform him. He laughs, "got that goddamn right, the blacks have been yapping my fuckin' ear off. Wish they'd never put those monkeys in the cell beside me," he says, the frustrated tone in his voice apparent to anyone. Oh, that's right. Steve doesn't care for any of the black inmates here, you figure it's because his wife cheated on him with a black man, though you're not sure if that's fact or just something you heard from another prisoner mouthing off to Steve one time. You've never really questioned him about it, you've always figured that's probably the smartest thing to do with him. One of the female guards patrols the upper level of the mess hall, she looks down on everyone and eyes you both for a moment. Steven locks eyes with her, "fuck, what I'd to get a piece of that ass," he tells you. He's not wrong, that woman's got an ass like a donkey. Even the unflattering pants of her uniform aren't able to hide what she's got going on. The longer you look, the more your forehead perspires. "Fuckin' shit, bad habits, bad habits," you think to yourself. >I'm trying to better myself, that's the goal>Nah, I'm gonna look all I want actually. I'd do more if I could.
>>6439262>Nah, I'm gonna look all I want actually. I'd do more if I could.
>I'm trying to better myself, that's the goal
>>6439262>I'm trying to better myself, that's the goal
>>6439262>>I'm trying to better myself, that's the goal
>>6438328Thanks for running.
Rotation please come back and run more marvel so these freaks can't frontload your quest with cringe
>>6441575+1 Yeah man, come back to Marvel, I'm excited for the first Spider-Man encounter
