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[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.]

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[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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[O'Brien spots Prefect in the corridors, still getting used to this prison, but wandering around with the air of calm authority he is much more used to, even if Prefect is pretty much his direct superior,]

Comrade!

[He gives Prefect a slight nod,] Your broadcast was exceptionally concise and well presented. I must commend you on your dedication, comrade.

[Prefect turns to the prison's newest recruit, faltering slightly at being called Comrade rather than Citizen, but grinning widely none the less!]

Why thank you, fellow Citizen! Anything to elevate the glory of our Lord and Master!

[He does a little spin of happiness, keys jingling at his belt.]

And how are you finding your new responsibilities!

[O'Brien nods and decides he likes (as much as O'Brien likes anyone) this Prefect more than the one he knows.] Very well, comrade. Never short of anything to do, and that's the way it should be run.

[A pause]

Does Comrade Beatty always burn things outside? Isn't that a waste of resources?

[Prefect continues to grin, his eyes widening even more than before as he listens to O'Brien. He nods happily at the mans comments.]

Yes, yes! It is very important that we dedicate all that we can to upholding the greatness of his name! Forgive me, you'll have to remind me exactly what duties you've been assigned?

[He nods enthusiastically at the other man's question about Beatty.]

Ah yes! He is really quite an expert pyrographer! As for waste? The way I see it, as the Master approves, so must we!

[O'Brien blinked at the latter point, but didn't say anything, just lit a cigarette,] Same as you, I believe. Perhaps with more of an emphasis on keeping them quiet and re-enforcing a little... loyalty to the Master. [Well, that was what he planned on, even if he didn't have the same structure avaliable here.]

So... he approves of him burning things with little reason? Alright, comrade.

[Prefect flings both arms into the air, gleefully.]

That is an excellent application of your abilities, Citizen! I am thrilled to be working with such a loyal and well intentioned individual!

[He continues to grin from ear to ear.]

Well, It's certainly not my business to inquire upon the purpose of Beatty's fires, and I have full faith in his loyalty, to the point that I can't even begin to imagine him illegally burning!

[O'Brien is quite impressed at Prefect's enthusiasm, which reminds him of something from the Party.]

I, comrade, am happy to be working with someone who finds great enthusiasm in our leader.

[He has a glance outside at Beatty, then turns back to Prefect, changing the subject entirely,] You know what this place needs, comrade? Two Minute Hates.

[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?

[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.

[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!

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

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.

[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...

[O'Brien shrugs,] That's the idea. You need someone bigger than these people, to unite people, to be a focal point of hate.

But who would that someone be? [Prefect is fascinated by your theories, O'Brien, do go on!]

I don't know... who did the Master overthrow? What happened? [Ooops. Giving away that you're not from here, O'Brien.]

[At the mention of someone being overthrown by the Master, Prefect claps his hands over his ears and starts humming merrily]

[That reaction, O'Brien could understand, and it made sense in his mind for Prefect to be the one doing it, but he wanted an answer. He reached over and pulled one of Prefect's hands way from his ears,] Well, surely it was a glorious day when he did so, why wouldn't you want to talk about it?

[Prefect worked at worming his hand out of O'Briens grip. He'd never been particularly fond of extended periods of physical contact, and he didn't like this upstart young Prison guard taking liberties!]

It was a glorious day when our Lord and Master, who for so long ruled our world in times of darkness, chose to step forward and enjoy the cascades of magnificent light and take a direct hand in the destiny of our world! In fact, it was so glorious, it almost seems like our world didn't exist at all before he came forward to us!

[He gives a nervous laugh.]

[O'Brien nodded, accepting that response, because it was beyong orthodox.]

You're a goodthinker, comrade. Keep it up.

[Prefect dropped his hands to his sides and smiled gratefully. Maybe O'Brien was a spy sent by the Master? Not that it mattered, since Prefect had clearly impressed him.]

Thank you, Brother!

[O'Brien, again, was almost surprised when Prefect used 'Brother', but didn't say anything.]

It's only the truth, comrade.

[Prefect continued to grin, looking to all the world like O'Brien had just sold him a catalogue full of expensive junk that he didn't need!]

It's still very reassuring to hear it, brother!

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RIGHT AFTER I POSTED THIS, I SAW THE TWO OTHER PRISON SPAMS DIRECTLY BELOW IT, AND FELT BAD :C

SALRIGHT. AFTER I POSTED, I SAW THE OTHER TWO AND FELT BAD TOO. we can have lots of prison stuffs

PRISON IS THE BEST! THEY NEED ALL THE LOGS!

VICTORY FOR THE PRISON GUARDS.

KINGS OF THE MASTERWORLD!

OR MAYBE JUST CELLBLOCK THREE! besides. Kings are unorthodox, prefect. NAUGHTY TOTALITARIAN.

Bawww I'm sorry Comrade :C

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BEST. REACTION. EVER.

It's all to impress you!

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