Sanza One Week RP

[Kanisaga_Sanza]

Out of pure boredom; (or maybe insanity I don't know what it is) it has dawned upon me to introduce a one week RP!

How this may work may shock and awe you, when really it is simple. All it is is just an RP of one day; or rather one moment in life where anything can happen. I give a scene, a scenario, and you supply the shenanigans and antics that ensue.

The wonderful thing about the One Week RP is that it is weekly. So it only lasts a week and it doesn't has the same involvement as other RP's; just the same wild shenanigans. Feel free to join and all profiles are accepted so no need to message me for conformation.

Enjoy  

[Kanisaga_Sanza]

PRISON

Welcome to hell.
Or more or less a place where there is no escape.
No hope.
No light.
No happiness.

Welcome to the Sanza Prison.
Pick up your number.
Don't drop the soap.
And prepare for the ride of your life.
We are all trapped behind iron bars and cement walls
~~~

 

[Sielent]

Number 42, a small, nerdy girl sent to Sanza Prison for 20 years for hacking into a company and embezzling money. Although, she was small, she knew how to talk herself out of most things and had a fierce glare.

Number 42 slept in her cell quietly, dreaming of getting out and hacking her way into retirement.  

[Kanisaga_Sanza]

Number 27 walked down the hallway. He was clearly on the wrong side of the prison being that this was supposed to be the female only section but the mad prisoner was walking around, dragging the sleeves of his straight jacket and rattling the chains at his ankles as he walked down the hallway cackling. "Hehehe."

Number 27 suddenly became animated. His zombie-like walk down the empty grey hallway changed into a flash of anger and aggression as the insane serial killer smashed his chains against the bar's of 32's cage.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Knock it off!" A female prison guard snapped as number 27 started to act up again. God why did I have to escort HIM? She thought angrily as she whacked her night stick against the back of his head. That usually calmed him down some.

"Get your a** moving again, or I'll tazer you. Ya hear?"  

[Kanisaga_Sanza]

The man cackled again. Pain was nothing to him. Her nightstick gave feeling that felt like a bug landing on his skin. "Oh I am sorry ma'am. Please; may I have another?" Prisoner twenty-seven began to twist his head almost to the point where his neck was going to snap as he looked at the female guard.  

[Sielent]

"What the-?! Why the hell is he here?!" Number 42 got out of the cot and toddled over to the bars. "Hey, guard, ya got a cellphone on ya? My mom is real sick ya know and I'd really like to call her. Plus, this is a female only section, warden won't like to know that you let him into a section full of helpless women," she smirked to herself.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Shut up and move." The guard growled, shoving 27 forward as she wanted his stare to end. God how it made her skin crawl. Why the ******** was she dealing with this freak..?

"And you." She looked over to 42 dully, though thankful she drew her attention away. "Don't give me that s**t. I've heard the mommy story a dozen times, and I ain't ever buying it. You had your one call this week, and it certainly wasn't to your Mom.

"And I brought this ******** over here because I was ordered to. So don't get cocky with me about the girls only party."  

[Sielent]

She giggled. "Aw, c'mon, you could have entertained me a little. I'd be very quiet if you let me borrow your phone for a little bit." She tried to play innocent and cute though her awkward nerdiness showed through too much.  

[Kanisaga_Sanza]

Twenty-seven made a suddenly movement and alerted the guard from the rattling of his chain. With barely seconds given to the guard to react, the murderer began to ram his shoulder into the back of the guard. He slammed her against the bars and then began struggling with the straps of his straight-jacket in order to reach her key ring.  

[Sielent]

Number 42 saw her chance. "HEY! Get her over here! I'll help ya out if you just get her over to my cell!" she yelled at 27. She really just wanted her cellphone. She didn't care if she stayed in prison or not.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You're not getting my cellphone. Now quit groveling like a--" The guard growled, before she was suddenly slammed into the bars, grunting in pain as she was pressed tight against them.

"Son of a... GET OFF ME!" She screamed as other prisoners started to shout and yell in support, most going for 27. "AND YOU SHUT THE HELL UP!" She snapped at 42. "SECURITY! I NEED BACK UP!"

A few moments later, an alarm was sounded and more voices, these ones coming from guards who were scrambling to reach her sector, and exact location.