no i asked for help posted something and i guees wasnt good enough lol nem ur funny bro lol i will go play zm more fun than spamming up forums
no i asked for help posted something and i guees wasnt good enough lol nem ur funny bro lol i will go play zm more fun than spamming up forums
I think that's a hammer. Everyone stop posting. Bcos I'm driving and need to count and write scene
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The second i guess to a pc. Like in 20 mins
Oooh finally some action! Can't wait to continue. But, work first, so I'm not gonna post for several hours.
Don't let the fear of striking out, keep you from playing the game
DAY 1 VOTES. We have a lynch.
Sorry for late comment, I was driving and got to a pc with crappy internet to do all this work.
Here's the votes. Posting scene immediately now.
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NIGHT 1 has begun.(...)
"COME ON WHITEBOY let's move along. The guard told us to stand in line! Where the fuck is that guy any way?"
As all the inmates, guards and crew walk slowly towards the yard, a strong thump was heard, followed by a firm snap that echoed in the halls.
David "Tweener" Apolskis, Town Vanilla, was found hung in his cell.
"WHAT THE... That nigga-wannabe whiteboy killed himself? I know he's from the lowest of the ghetto hoods we know of here... but What the hell got him to do that, that's messed up man. All he had to do was talk to us...
-He shows up at the last minute and expects to be part of this show? So much for counting on that guy...Let's face it, he probably would have just snitched on us anyway and crippled all we're working for here..."
And with the moment of silence that followed, everyone wondered what will happen now that night creeped up on the yard. Some of them stood with a sad confused face, while others tried to hide their grin for having one less person to worry about later...
EVERYONE STOP POSTING ON THIS THREAD.
Send in your actions by PM to the me on the forums, when I receive all night actions, I will post here with a day 2 scene to reopen the conversations.
Day 2 has begunAnd within the covers of the night, the inmates walked scarcely towards the yard, wondering who is behind that surprise inspection.
“Where are you going man? We’re counting on you to see what’s happening.
- I have to take a look at something, see what they’re up to.
While some were busy observing, and doodling incoherent words and letters, an argument was heard at the end of the yard:
** I wasn’t given the details of the reasons behind this surprise inspection. What do the feds want to know so bad that they couldn’t wait for until morning? Who sanctioned it?
<<<< I don’t need a reason or FBI sanctioning when it involves dealing with the scum of the earth. I have my own agenda to follow.
* If you ask me, it looks like someone else wants to hold my pocket, like quiet and grumpy Mr. Innocent over there.
<<<< YOU! ALL of you! Because of you my family is threatened, none of you is innocent, and none of you deserves to live! Starting with you, you inbred pedophile.
* Now hold on there. It vexes me that I’m made out to be the bad guy not like all of you were only incarcerated for stealing Girl Scout cookies.
****Yeah, but none of us murdered any girl scouts in the process hahahaha
<<<< QUIET! It’s about time I ended this.
And with a swift motion, FBI agent Alexander Mahone slashed T-bag’s wind pipe with a sharp shrapnel he had hidden in his sleeve.
What, aka Theodore "T-Bag" Bagwell, Mafia Prostitute (RoleBlocker) has been stabbed to death.
In that instant, all the guards drew their weapons towards the yard.
** WHAT THE HELL man, drop the knife. DROP THE FUCKING KNIFE!
<<<< It’s all over now, you’ve all seen my face, I can no longer finish what I started. AAAAAAAAAAHHH
And as Alexander Mahone moved forward waving his shrapnel recklessly, a loud shot was heard, and Alex hit the ground.
“SOMEONE do something!”
- Hey. I’m not getting involved in this one papi, not my fight.
“Would someone get the fucking doctor?”
- Looks like she is busy across the yard at the moment.
Tom Erdenay, aka Alexander Mahone, Third-Party Serial Killer was gunned down.
“What the… What would possess a FBI agent to go rogue like that…”
This might have been the most disturbing scene that has every happened on the first of any jail, but leave it to Fox River to keep you on the edge from the start.
With everyone overwhelmed by all the events that happened, no one even noticed that the sun has already come up… And another day of confusion is about to unfold…
after probably the most interesting night 1 that we ever played…
All conversations are now only carried out in this thread.
You can resume your discussions.
What. The. Fuck. Just. Happened.
That was intense to read.
I loved this fucking show btw... R.I.P. Michael *sniff*
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