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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[Prefect slides the gruel into Una's cell. He's not entirely sure why she's talking to him like she's been here long enough for them to be familiar, but he certainly doesn't mind! Talking at the prisoners is 90% of the human contact he gets!]

You have a concussion? I'm very sorry to hear that. You know, one of our other residents is a Doctor? I'm sure he could give you some advice on how to make yourself feel better if you asked?

[BIG GRIN. WIDE EYES. IT'S LIKE HE QUIT SLEEPING A WEEK AGO OR SOMETHING?]

[una_persson]

[She glances down at the gruel and that's enough to set her stomach turning very uncomfortably.]

What kind of a doctor?

[It's said in a sort of "let's humour the crazy man" sort of tone.]

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[Prefect hears a lot of that kind of tone. He doesn't even notice it anymore. He just keeps right on grinning, leaning towards the bars.]

The kind that offends our Lord and Master and receives just punishment for it!

[una_persson]

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

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

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[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.]

[una_persson]

[She edges back a little further.]

Maybe he can look into that case of strychnine poisoning you seem to have got. It's a wonder it hasn't killed you yet.

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[SUDDEN SAD FACE.]

I don't have strychnine poisoning!

[Or does he...]

Why do you think I have strychnine poisoning?

[una_persson]

[Sorry, Prefect. Una has decided to cheer herself up BY FUCKING WITH YOU.]

Your face ...

[She twists her face into a fairly accurate mimicry of his horrifying grin, then relaxes.]

Rictus of facial muscles. One of the symptoms.

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[As Una mimics his hideous grin, Prefect unconsciously mirrors her, grinning back. When she explains her reasoning, the grin stays wide.]

Oh, I don't have that. I'm just in high spirits today, Citizen!

[Just like he is EVERY DAY.]

I appreciate your concern though!

[una_persson]

[Una shrugs a little.]

Well ... you might want to be careful of your food, you know. Just in case. It could be gradually introduced. You might not even know...