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Post by GoseiYellow on Jan 23, 2024 13:58:09 GMT -5
The verbal abuse continued until one of the inmates began yanking on bars, wanting to get out while Lenny just stayed in place, "You ain't shit, bitch!" he called out.
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Post by wwff3 on Jan 23, 2024 14:34:35 GMT -5
"Everybody here is a brute... only capable of solving things with their fists..." Wayne sighed unknowingly being heard by one of the big men.
"We got a problem?" He grunted towards Wayne who looked up in panick.
"No..." he started back pedaling.
"Oooh a Friend!" A5 pestered not seeing the danger as the big man started moving towards Wayne.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Jan 23, 2024 16:10:08 GMT -5
After briefing the director on the technical aspect, Finley was visibly mulling it over.
"So let us pretend that I don't hate this idea. Who did you have in mind to participate in this program?"
"Glad you asked, Director. Please check your secure email." Brooklyn said, anticipating this question.
Finley opened up the email, then opened the file, going over who Brooklyn had in mind to participate in this program. "I don't know. Most of these people have no training and they all can be extremely volatile."
"That's why we have safeguards in place." Brooklyn responded. "Worst case scenario, we can shut this down with the press of a button and no blowback on the agency."
Director Finley finished the rest of his glass of whiskey and looked over the names one more time. "Okay. Let's see how this goes. I'm approving Project Nitro Blaze." The video feed cut out, leaving Brooklyn and Amy in the office, high fiving one another in celebration.
"I didn't think you'd sell him on it." Amy admitted.
"I wasn't 100% sure myself, but between Storm's death, your specs, and Joey's... absence, I was able to sell it thanks to all of that." Brooklyn noticed Amy's expression change at the sound of Joey's name. "Don't worry. He'll be back."
"Yeah, and then I'll kill him." Amy said, missing her boyfriend before regaining her composure. "We should get ready to meet the new team."
"Yeah." Brooklyn stood up. "I'm sure they'll all be happy to see me." He said with sarcasm in his tone.
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Post by FangZeronos on Jan 23, 2024 16:14:22 GMT -5
"That's it? I know my standards are low, but geeze!" Paul chuckled. "I can't even get a bag of chips or a cup of noodles?" He shrugged, faking as if his feelings were hurt.
Kestra rolled her eyes and smirked. "Sure, sure, let me seduce a guard and I'll see waht I can do," she said. "Salt and vinegar, right?"
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Post by Mr.Silver on Jan 23, 2024 16:21:23 GMT -5
"Nah. Either spicy Cajun crawtators or hotter than hot jalapeño." Paul said. "Seriously though, I'm okay right now. I had some chips earlier. I do appreciate your willingness to get me in that cell." The weapons dealer smirked.
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Post by conjuries1108 on Jan 23, 2024 18:29:05 GMT -5
"I set fires, I don't swing unless I have too. So far from a brute actually." Corrie responded to the brute comment then walked over and sat against a wall. So far, this was off to a great start.
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Post by GoseiYellow on Jan 24, 2024 14:57:47 GMT -5
The inmates continued to yank on the cell doors yelling out to be let out as Lenny continued yelling back, keeping distance. That is until one inmate threw something at his cell, mainly a drink. Lenny flipped them all, "Fuck y'all bitches! You ain't nothin'!" he cursed out.
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Post by wwff3 on Jan 25, 2024 15:53:28 GMT -5
The big man was advancing on Wayne and swiped at him to hit him but he ducked and rolled away with giant eyes. "Hey! Can I interest you in a prototype accelerator?" He bargained as the big man kept moving forward with a snarl. "Er... gaurds?" He wimply called out as he couldn't find one near.
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Post by FangZeronos on Jan 25, 2024 17:22:23 GMT -5
"Nah. Either spicy Cajun crawtators or hotter than hot jalapeño." Paul said. "Seriously though, I'm okay right now. I had some chips earlier. I do appreciate your willingness to get me in that cell." The weapons dealer smirked.
Kestra smirked, sauntering up to the bars and pressing herself against them. "You're lucky I'm not entirely desperate for now, Pauly," she said. She looked down the hallway when she heard voices, shaking her head. "Sounds like the little boy's pissed off the wrong musclehead."
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Post by Mr.Silver on Jan 25, 2024 21:44:46 GMT -5
Kestra smirked, sauntering up to the bars and pressing herself against them. "You're lucky I'm not entirely desperate for now, Pauly," she said. She looked down the hallway when she heard voices, shaking her head. "Sounds like the little boy's pissed off the wrong musclehead."
"Consider me lucky then." Paul began leaning towards the cell when he heard the voices Kestra did. "Fuckin' kid! I knew he was being sloppy." Most of him wanted to let the kid feel some pain after being so careless but he didn't want to risk being the one stuck with clean up." He walked up towards the guard.
"Hey there, buddy! Sorry for the commotion. My friend here's a bit of an idiot. He meant no disrespect." Paul said, laying it on thick with his southern accent.
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Post by wwff3 on Jan 25, 2024 22:07:17 GMT -5
The inmate turned to see a newcomer before he grabbed Wayne by his collar. "You're little bitch needs to mind his manners, he thinks he smarter than all of us."
Wayne struggled in the air "Not all just most." He gasped for air.
"Clearly not." As the big guy was ready to tear Wayne in half.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Jan 26, 2024 13:25:25 GMT -5
The inmate turned to see a newcomer before he grabbed Wayne by his collar. "You're little bitch needs to mind his manners, he thinks he smarter than all of us."
"Hey Hey. He's not my bitch. He's not pretty enough." Paul tried making light of the situation. "Nobody has to get hurt. Just put him down and I'm sure he'll apologize properly, right?" Paul looked up at Wayne waiting for him to say something that wouldn't get him snapped like a twig.
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Post by FangZeronos on Jan 26, 2024 13:40:19 GMT -5
The inmate turned to see a newcomer before he grabbed Wayne by his collar. "You're little bitch needs to mind his manners, he thinks he smarter than all of us."
"Hey Hey. He's not my bitch. He's not pretty enough." Paul tried making light of the situation. "Nobody has to get hurt. Just put him down and I'm sure he'll apologize properly, right?" Paul looked up at Wayne waiting for him to say something that wouldn't get him snapped like a twig.
Kestra made her way out of her cell, running down to catch Paul trying to get Wayne freed. "Hey, dicklick," she said, butting in and hoping to diffuse things quicker then talking. "Let the twig go and I'll show you the girls."
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Post by wwff3 on Jan 26, 2024 13:42:24 GMT -5
"Er... I apologize if the vernacular utilized resulted in the spotlight in your inadequacy. My intent was not to be heard by someone of your... Er.. Strength." Wayne was swinging his feet at this point. However the inmate didn't realize that Wayne wasn't actually apologizing but further insulting him. He heard the comment on his Strength and luckily that was enough for him to drop the young man.
"Whatever nerd." The inmate huffed and walked away giving both men the stink eye.
Wayne gasped for air as A5 commented. "Aww your first rough housing with a friend."
"Silence.... my sincerest appreciation..." He turned to thank Paul.
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Post by Mr.Silver on Jan 26, 2024 13:55:21 GMT -5
"For keeping you from getting killed? Sure." Paul shook his head. "Friendly tip, try not to be so sloppy next time. I could hear your little convo on that watch a mile away and next time, I may not be here to save you." Paul finished while noticing Kestra out of the corner of his eye. "Seems like everybody is a glutton for punishment today."
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