<This is not the location thread>
(Joker, if you would play the part of prison staff?)

IN Vice City Penitentiary, Carmen and Terry stand in line, awaiting screening. At present, they are lining up to get ready for their mugshots
This sucks....

1638334 "NEXT"
(your turn)

1638346
Carmen walks deliberately slowly towards the camera.

1638334
That's pretty obvious. They'd better have good fuckin' dental care...

1638355 Mugshot get taken.
"NEXT"
(It's Terry's turn.)

1638358
(You heard him --->1638362)

Carmen walks off, flipping the bird at the camera-person at the same time

1638365
Terry walks in-front of the camera, and rubs her eyes after the flash; following Carmen.

1638365 (You know, I wish more people from Weston would join the group. Just saying.)

1638370
(agreed)

1638371>>1638367 (So lets assume that both of you have already got their uniform on and are heading towards their cell.)

1638382
(How far apart are our cells?)

Terry sighed, she didn't even have an escape plan.

This... is going to take a while.

1638385
I swear on the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost....They'd better fucking have a half-decent exercise yard......So where are you in this hell-hole?

1638385 (Um...not too far? Lets just say they are close)

1638386 (wrong person?)

1638391
()

1638386
Huh... couple of cells down, I think? Sadly, not close enough to chat.

Terry sighed, knowing her luck, the guards'll probably keep them away from each-other.

I swear on all holy fucks, if they only serve vegetables to Hybrids...

1638394 (Forgive me for my stupidity but is that directed towards me or yourself?)

1638400
(myself)

1638395
I think it's quite obvious you eat meat...And I doubt they'd refuse YOU....

1638401
Terry's sharp-toothed grin appeared.

Oh they'd better, or I just might have to break my cannibalism rule... again.

Her expression changed back to a flat look.

1638406
If you're going to....please make sure I'm not around.
The two of them pass an open cell

hmm...A Block, Cell 34?...That's me..See ya round. Ciao.

1638408

Ciao...

Terry sighed, walking past cells until she reached hers: A Block, Cell 42.

Damn. So close, too...

She walked in, flopping on her bed; also known as plate of metal with a mattress on it.

1638412
As you lie down on your bed, you hear a familiar voice

EY, BASTARDO, I CALL THE TOP BUNK!........GIVE ME THE TOP BUNK!!
HEY, HEY! DON'T MAKE ME COME IN THERE!<prison staff>

1638416 1638412 (dis gun be gud)

1638416
Terry chucked a bit at that, as her cell was empty.

Now then... can't jerk off, can't argue with someone like a married couple... Scheiße. I'm bored.

1638419
(protip: Never refuse a short-tempered, Italian with moodswings her requests.)

1638420
OH, SO IT'S GOING TO BE LIKE THAT IS IT?
"HEY, WHAT THE HELL ARE YO- ARRGH, GET HER OFF!! GET HER OFF!!
-random cheering from other prisoners-
GET THE TAZERS!

AARRRRGGHH!!!!
COME WITH ME, YOU'RE GOING TO ISOLATION

HEY! GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME, YOU BASTARDI! I HAVE MY RIGHTS!
NOT IN HERE YOU DON'T, C'MON....
the cheering starts to die down.

1638425
...Fuck.

Terry couldn't simply kick the shit out of somebody, after all, she had nobody to kick the shit out of. It was either try for an escape attempt, or eat horrible prison food. Escape attempt would probably be easier, but she was too damn lazy to do that.

1638427 (yes, try to escape off an island.)

1638431
(Still easier.)

1638427>>1638431
At solitary confinement
gah! stop-..Where do you think you're taking me?!?
(you're now the guard, Joker. Can't be fucked playing multiple characters in one reply)

1638435
Well, there was one good thing about Isolation. You didn't have to deal with the worst threat in existance... dropping the soap.

Lucky bastard...

1638435 "Where do you think?"

1638439
Well, I'm flattered, but don't you think this is a bit early in the relationship to be sweeping me off my feet and taking me to your love-shack?

1638435
(Awkwardly enough, Fight Club is on the TV right now. ._. The SOAP.)

1638445
(The soap!!!!)

1638440 "Very funny" he said sarcastically.
"You've only been in for a couple minutes yet you're already going to Segregation. I think that's a record."

1638440
Terry sighed, staring at the scratched walls; presumably from past inmates waiting to get out.

Christ, I haven't had an Australian French Kiss in a while...

1638447
I'm sure I could have gone faster if I tried. This is me taking my time.

1638450
(lol)

1638455 You are then put in the segregation cell.

1638455>>1638447
(Let us write our response to each-other, so even if my message wasn't directed at the Joker, for example, it would still notify him.)

1638457
As the door starts to close, Carmen holds it open slightly.
Hey, if I ask nicely can I get a record player and some beethoven or mozart in here? Maybe some Bach...?

1638460 The Cell door is slammed shut and locked.

1638458
(sure)

1638461
Carmen steps back a few paces, slightly shocked by the door slamming in her face
AND YOU JUST LOST ALL HOPE OF EVER GETTING SOME ACTION FROM ME! DON'T THINK I DIDN'T SEE YOU CHECKING ME OUT AS YOU DRAGGED ME DOWN THAT CORRIDOR, I KNOW YOU WANT SOME!
Carmen walks a few laps around the cell and then sits down on the cold, metal floor.

.....Now what?

1638466 A little hatch in the cell door then opens so the guard could take your handcuffs off.

1638466>>1638461
Terry was testing the durability of the wall, by smashing her head against it. When it came to being bored, Terry acted like a five year old.

This sucks...-ow.

She proceeded to flop onto her bunk again, questioning her sanity, and if she left the stove on.

1638467
Carmen considers the hatch and smiles to herself, a small plan formulating in her mind. innocently, she approaches the hatch and holds out her arms.

1638469

1638473 The guard then takes off your cuffs and then closes the hatch.

1638473
Terry began to think of her master plan, it slowly formulating in her mind...

Maybe if I just put my hand down my pants, nobody will suspect a thing...

1638476
Moving with intent to grab the guards arms, Carmen is unfortunately too slow and misses the chance.
Blast!

She walks up to her, rather uncomfortable, bed and lies down on it.

1638481 1638469 (like I said, I already planned on how both of you are getting out.)