Til Death: Reanimated - jail(do not pass go)

“yeah…. you’ll be free….”

8:44 PM

You, filled with hope, begin to explore the jail cell.

The place looks like one of those saloon jails, but a lot smaller. A little hard to move in, with handcuffs.

You ignore the creeping feeling of claustrophobia, and begin to look for a way out.

8:48 PM

Hmmm… did they even bother to empty your pockets?

Drip.

you still have Mich’s snack food, a wire used to break into cars, a box cutter, that weird professor’s money, and his research

8:51 PM

You first try kicking each wall to see if the shabby foundation will give.

Some dust falls on your head, and now it feels all itchy. You can't itch it, due to being handcuffed and all. The walls do not give.

8:57 PM

Drip.

@aloe bama

DESPAIR: 1d20 (18) Total: 18

Despair must not add to 200…. (edited)

ok…. the creeping feelings are coming back…

aloe bama

Despair must not add to 200…. (edited)

// horrifying mechanic

hey no, you’re getting outta here, and you’re getting outta here now.

9:12 PM

You remember watching handcuff-breaking tutorials in preparation for your CRIME SPREE…. you wonder if these cuffs are cheap.

Military brand. They intensionally release handcuff-breaking tutorials so that they can make cuffs that tighten up in response instead.

(edited)

You attempt to twist and break the handcuffs, applying a lot of force to the metal chain.

Doing so shortens the chain in response, like a seatbelt if you pull too much of it and let go.

@aloe bama

DESPAIR: 1d20 (17) Total: 17

(good lord it’s going up fast

Drip.

“ok… ok just breathe… the walls aren’t closing in… you’ll be fine… just breathe, like you use to do.”

@aloe bama

effectiveness: 1d20 (3) Total: 3

GOD

oh my god bro

ITS NOT HELPING ITS NOT HELPING ITS NOT HELPING

(despair is currently at 42

You hit yourself to snap out of it, and decide to take a look outside the bars.

(what does he see

It's dark. The fire is mostly out, and you can barely make out shapes marching in the dark.

10:19 PM

Drip.

10:19 PM

You feel like everyone else is asleep but you.

@aloe bama

DESPAIR: 1d20 (10) Total: 10

Drip.

Maud sees something reflect off the darkness. Two shapes.

“w-who…”

"What do you know about the meteor?"

“hey, man, you’re talkin’ to the wrong guy about the meteor. Go get one of the slugs or something.”

Drip.

(cap is now 200

@aloe bama

DESPAIR: 1d20 (4) Total: 4

"Tell me what you know."

“well, uh, it’s a big rock from space, there’s people inside, and some green aliens too, that’s all I got.”

"Tell me about the aliens."

“They’re green and talk weird. Really, you should’ve kidnapped someone else if you wanted information!”

"That's too bad."

10:30 PM

"If you could get me more information, maybe I could let you out of there..."

Drip.

@aloe bama

DESPAIR: 1d20 (10) Total: 10

…. You take a deep breath.

@aloe bama

effectiveness: 1d20 (20) Total: 20

You lean back, a self-satisfied smirk on your face. “I ain’t got no more info.”

"Great."

(-10 despair

The figure drapes a cloth over the cell door, cutting off any light.

(literally Jesse Pinkman cage

1

He is submerged in quiet darkness.

hooo… ok…. Just breathe, and try to get some sleep….

@aloe bama

effectiveness: 1d20 (19) Total: 19

you peacefully fall asleep.

(-9 despair

Drip.

10:36 PM

Drip.

zzzzz

The cold water disturbs your sleep.

(hold on isn’t the cloth covering the cage

10:39 PM

(how’s the water getting in

Crack on the roof

@aloe bama

ignore it: 1d20 (10) Total: 10

it can’t be ignored…

Drip.

@aloe bama

FIX IT.: 1d20 (3) Total: 3

Drip.

You have no way to fix the crack, and you don’t know how long you can hold out…

@aloe bama

DESPAIR.: 1d20 (2) Total: 2

….

10:46 PM

you decide to sleep again.

Drip.

@aloe bama

SLEEP.: 1d20 (6) Total: 6

(psychological terror

Drip.

@aloe bama

DESPAIR: 1d20 (3) Total: 3

sigh… This is gonna be a long night.

Drip.

1, 2, 3, 4.

Maud starts counting the drops, bored from being stuck in this dark cage. He leans against the wall of his prison, one ear to the drops, one ear to the outside. He hears the sounds of the forest, all crickets and fireflies… the sound of FREEDOM.

10…. 20… 30… 40….

The counting continues in his dreams, Maud having fallen asleep a while ago. The drops falling in his dreams synchronize near-perfectly with the drops in real life. However, in the dream, the water starts to pool on the floor, reaching up to his neck, and threatening to drown him… and yet Maud is chained to the floor.

100… 200… 300…. 400…

A young, teenage Maud sits in his locked room, punished for using his chosen name. It’s a cold, rainy day. He sits near the windowsill, listening to the rain drops platter on the roof, counting every single one. As he does so, he looks outside, beyond his large home, to an unobtainable FREEDOM.

1000… 2000…. 3000… 4000….

And so it went on, the counting, as Maud drifted from sleep to wakefulness. As the first ray of sunlight shined through the cracked ceiling, Maud could count 5000… no, 6000, drops had fallen on him last night. He could hear the soldiers waking up and preparing themselves for the day. Maybe, maybe soon, they’d let him out, and make him clean the toilets again or something. Anything would be better than this.

@hades check it

And the drips continue to fall. A rainfall in miniature.

7:51 AM

Something tells you that if a lot more water fell on this cell, you could get out.

Maud Vicarion

A young, teenage Maud sits in his locked room, punished for using his chosen name. It’s a cold, rainy day. He sits near the windowsill, listening to the rain drops platter on the roof, counting every single one. As he does so, he looks outside, beyond his large home, to an unobtainable FREEDOM.

// so good

(I was possessed by Maud himself to write this, thank you

The sheet over Maud's cell is ripped away.

10:33 AM

// @aloe bama

Maud blinks.

Drip.

hello.

// flash his eyes with a flashlight (edited)

he leans back, smiling at Thea. "Hey, good lookin'."

hm.

2:19 PM

i'll give you a choice.

2:19 PM

do you want to become a soldier, or do you want to keep resisting?

"oh shit I get to be a soldier?? Sign me up!"

are you sure?

2:21 PM

you must dedicate yourself to me.

He grins wider. "I'd dedicate myself to you any day."

hm.

2:21 PM

Thea opens the jail cell.

He steps out, breathing the fresh air for the first time in a while.

you are not a thief anymore.

2:24 PM

you are nothing more than a soldier to me.

2:24 PM

now you say it.

"aw man I thought we had a thing going on..."

2:27 PM

"ok fineeee... I'm not a thief anymore, I'm just a soldier to you, you happy now?"

Drip.

good boy.

"wait what"

2:33 PM

"I'm pretty sure we're the same age"

a soldier speaks when told to.

2:35 PM

now go guard the perimeter.

maud will now witness war crimes

aloe bama

1, 2, 3, 4.

still thinking about this

8:39 PM

probably outdid myself

SLAM.

Hmmmmmmmmmmmahhhhhhhhh

Drip.

// OHHHHHHHH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT

(how the turn tables

YO

2:13 PM

YOOOOOO

aloe bama

(how the turn tables

bro got me

Pommel slowly comes to.

2:58 PM

damnit. is this roof leaky...

It as been. Three. Fucking. Days.

Drip.

The only water Pommel has received has been from the fucking CEILING

Probably. It's not like you can tell time down here.

9:25 PM

Feels like hell.

demeter!!

The only water Pommel has received has been from the fucking CEILING

// YEAH

What the hell is happening outside?

The door opens. Pommel sees sunlight finally!

10:33 PM

"Hey, cruise time, Cerazen."

Pommel immediately swipes his hand up to kill the soldier.

10:35 PM

Who said you needed a sword to cut?

He's too weak! He's barely eaten for a week!

10:36 PM

"Boss said that'd happen. S'why we didn't give you food or water."

Pommel flops over.

Two soldiers bind Pommel's hands and feet together and carry him to the tenth helicopter.