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[freezerburns]

[The video clicks on and Isaac's sitting there, looking all cozy in a thick cardigan. He doesn't really seem like he's freaking out - but he's totally freaking out. Everything's weird. He hasn't even stepped outside his room yet. He's been too wrapped up trying to figure out how the hell he's supposed to do this warden thing. But look, it's time to introduce himself, start the whole process, get it moving. He needs his deal, so he has to do this.]

So this whole BYO room onto the super strange prison spaceship - that's pretty cool, right? I totally didn't expect that part. I kinda had this picture in my head of like, prison cells and guards in uniform. People getting shanked, and smuggling drugs and stuff-- [Isaac, don't say up their butts.] --like in movies. [Nice save. Oh, but what if the room thing is just for wardens? Has he just made a crack about the inequality between wardens and inmates inadvertantly? That could be awkward.] Wait, do inmates get their rooms from home? Or is that just for wardens?

Um. [The pause stretches out for a bit too long and he realises he should maybe give his name. Possibly.] I'm Isaac. Isaac Lahey. From California. I'm not exactly experienced with the whole... spaceship thing. Or the prison thing. But it's cool. I'll get the hang of it.

Comments

[americasdirtiest]

Fuck if I know. I came here for my deal, same as you. I just figured I'd hear some starry-eyed bullshit or something.

[freezerburns]

Yeah, I'm not very good at the starry-eyed bullshit.

[americasdirtiest]

Well, that's for the fucking best, 'cause a place like this'll rob you of it real quick unless you're crazy as balls.

[freezerburns]

Oh yeah? What's the big mood killer?

[americasdirtiest]

My first week here -- which was two weeks ago, for reference -- the place got taken over by a killer fucking clown and I got tossed into the hold downstairs to hang out with a giant wolf when my floor turned into a Goddamn Tilt-o-Whirl. That a good start?

[freezerburns]

It's a start, anyway. I don't know if good is the right word.

How'd you manage to not get eaten if you were stuck downstairs with a giant wolf?

[americasdirtiest]

Hell if I know, man. Some of the folks down there were, like, friends with the fucking thing or something. Did some wolf-whispering shit.

[freezerburns]

Wolf-whispering? [As a werewolf, he feels like he should know if that's... a thing.] Is that even a thing?

[americasdirtiest]

Do I sound like I know! Jesus Christ.