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[Citizens Channel, Easily hackable]

[Video clicks on, and Prefect is grinning widely at the camera. He looks slightly haggard and slightly more malnourished, but his eyes glow with the fevered light of one who is completely indoctrinated and loving it. He locks both arms over his head, stretches, and begins:]

Citizens! Companions!

Is today not a glorious day to live in the service of our Lord and Master? The sun is high in the sky, the gaseous clouds which plunged us into perpetual twilight last fall are almost entirely receded, we may soon be having a permenant change in the weather, and all prisoners remain in excellent health!

[Oh he's so proud of that! He's practically glowing with happiness! Then he jabs a finger towards the screen.]

And to all of you pamphleteers and would be revolutionaries and assassins? Well, I'll almost certainly be seeing all of you soon!

[He grins so widely it looks like he's going to break something, before reaching forward to kill the feed.]

[/Video]

[Glancing down at his watch, Prefect notes that in exactly three minutes and forty two seconds, it's time for the prisoners to be fed. Grabbing the cart which contains the meagre rations the prisoners survive upon, he sets off towards the holding cells.]

[OOC: Anyone in the jail? Political prisoners/roaming guards/newly arrested bitches/anyone who's in the jail for any reason at all and would like to spam? Feel free to hit me up, multiple threads welcomed!]

[Edited to add: In a note for his fellow prison officers:]

Fellow servants of our Lord and Masters, I'm... I had a troubling conversation with someone recently, would you mind giving me your thoughts on this?

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[Prefect continues to hover, obviously oblivious to Beatty's personal space issues. He... seems to have sort of stopped blinking.]

Well, maybe what we have to do is to put them two to a cell, but chain them to opposite sides of the cell, so they can't get at each other? Or perhaps we could find some medical restraints from alternative facilities, and straight jacket a few of them?

[Prefect folds his arms and frowns, apparently in deep thought.]

I don't believe I'm familiar with such things, what are two minute hates, O'Brien?

[Prefect looks concerned for a minute, shifting to move away from Arthas... but then he thinks better of it. You did sound pretty commanding about that staying still thing, and Prefect does like being told what to do...]

[Yeah, he's totally staying still and waiting for the oncoming strangle.]

Edited 2010-04-13 23:51 (UTC)

So, you definitely think that he was just lying, Comrade? I mean... now that I think about it, why would a loyal Citizen get on that boat? I don't think they would...

[O'Brien thinks for a moment,] Essentially, comrade, you get mass crowds - usually in the workplace, and have them watch a film of... well, the Master's worst enemies, the sort of people you really, really ought to hate - you whip them into a frenzy of hatred against the enemies of the state - and they have it re-enforced every day that only the Master can protect them against such things.

No, of course they wouldn't, comrade.

Lies and disinformation. Agents of the enemy, nothing else than that.

[Oh good. Here. Have some chokery.]

[Prefect looks very interested indeed in this concept, but then he gives a surprised laugh.]

The Masters enemies? But our great lord and Master has no enemies of any significance!

[Lovely chokery! Wait a minute... this isn't as rewarding as Prefect hoped it would be! Trying to jerk out of the other mans grasp, he gives a short, ineffective gasp for air.]

[Man, he has got to stop listening to the prisoners!]

A sound idea. Maybe we can find some gags, as well, as I am getting tired of hearing them gripe at each other all the time. [Beatty pulled a pack of cigarettes from his back pocket, taking one out and offering it to Prefect.]

Maybe I should take a few...outside...with me one day.

[O'Brien pulls a face,] Of course he has enemies. Who else are we locking up?

[O'Brien spots...what was Prefect doing with that prisoner? Choking him... No, he was being choked. He dashes down the corridor and gives Prefect a harsh yank away from Arthas' grasp, then clips him around the ear, on impulse if nothing else - for letting him get in that position,]

Comrade, what happened?

Tell him he should let me out and give me my armor back.

[ Yes, he was going to see how much he could exploit this fun he had found, until such time as the fun was taken away. He leaned against the bars, smirking, and let his arm fall to join the other, fingers drumming again.]

[Prefect was less keen on that idea. He needed the prisoners to keep him company!] I... will certainly see what I can requisition for us, on that front, Comra--Citizen!

[Prefect waved a hand, rejecting the offer of a cigarette, before hesitating, as Beatty suggested...]

Uh...Well, I suppose... maybe you could?

[Pause]

Would you burn them?

Significant enemies, Comrade. [Comrade? Why did he call you that, O'Brien?] It seems like a waste of breath to channel our hatred towards these lowly miscreants.

[O'Brien blinked at the use of 'comrade' but didn't comment. That was odd.] Hence why you need a two minute hate. It channels it towards the real enemies, and not... this mess.

He should-- No!

[Prefect yelped, sounding outraged as he scuttled back out of reach. Glancing up at O'Brien, he managed to look sheepish.]

I apologise, Comrade. I temporarily dropped my guard and he was able to take advantage of the situation. Thank you for your help.

[brb loling]

[Beatty just began to laugh again, pausing only to light the cigarette. The laugh dissolved into a kind of snicker, then, as if what Prefect suggested was just so absurd.]

You know I can't answer that. ["Can't" in this circumstance meant "won't."]

But I will not go against the Master's orders.

Edited 2010-04-14 02:17 (UTC)

[Gabe really wants to break your arm, Prefect, but HEY. He'll be nice. For the moment. ~~And we like our Prefects not beated up for the time being and Gabe's singing is far more torturous than any broken limbs~~.]

Riiight. 'Cause you don't want us lookin' thin when you execute us, hm?

Edited 2010-04-14 02:16 (UTC)

[She flinches away a little as he gets closer.]

Right. What a silly question. As if there would be any other kind here.

[Libby's trying to cling to anything she can to stay positive right now. And she definitely heard Gabe. Lying on her back with her hands behind her head, she calls out over to the angel and Prefect, sarcastic:]

Yeah, isn't that sweet, Gabe? They're making sure I have something to gaze at longingly just before they kill me. Such compassion.

[Libby may be fake hitting-on-you to distract herself, chubby guy.]

[Prefect knits his brows, still smiling.] Who are the real enemies? I don't believe we've ever had anyone more important than the mess in here...

[Grin widens a little more. God damn that's got to be hurting by now...]

I believe he's really quite good, three cells along that way.

[He points.]

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Damn right it is!

Bawww I'm sorry Comrade :C

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gdi prefect don't listen to the psychopaths ;_____;

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But they make such a compelling case :<

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Re: But they make such a compelling case :<

Didn't you see Silence of the Lambs? Which this is nothing at all like?

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Sorry Arthas, that strangle broke Prefects willingness to automatically obey you!

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THAT FACE

WAIT I'M OF THE DUMB; forgot this was citizens only

It's because we love you so much, Catharine.

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LIBBY MOMENTARILY INTERJECTS. From a nearby cell.

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