Video/Open Jail Spam

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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.]


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

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[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?

LIBBY MOMENTARILY INTERJECTS. From a nearby cell.

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[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.]

Re: LIBBY MOMENTARILY INTERJECTS. From a nearby cell.

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[Prefect appreciates Gabriels decision not to break his arm (because he needs it to hand this delicious bowl of gruel to Libby. ENJOY, LIBBY!). Ignoring the snark, he just smiles adoringly.]

Execution isn't my department, Citizen. My job is to keep you in the cells and keep you alive for as long as you are here!

[His smile widens.]

You're to be formally executed then? I thought your batch were going to the arena. You'll want to keep your strength up for that!

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[FIRST TIME GABE'S HEARD THAT IN AWHILE.]

Wait. What? Arena? Two men enter, one man leaves? That kind of arena?

[Excuse Gabe while he casually turns away from Prefect to pump his arm in a VICTORY sign.]

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More like, several men women and children and lions get thrown in, usually most of the lions leave. I believe it's the same principal though!

[It's good to see you looking so happy Gabe, Prefect gives you a nice big congratulatory smile!]