bakerstreet | PRISON honey

Where are you? Why is your bed so hard? Why is someone peeing right by your head?
Oh, right. Because you got pinched last night. Welcome to the slammer, baby. It looks like you've...

WOKE UP IN JAIL!

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Reason(s) you're in jail:

1. Indecent Exposure
Nobody wanted to watch you strut around with everything hanging out, and someone called you on it. Hope they gave you a jumpsuit.

2. Drunk and disorderly conduct
"Wassat, occifer? No... It's not that I'm drunk. I'm good! I'm unner the legal limit. Wooo!" No, no you're not. You're way over. Sleep it off, buddy.

3. Vandalism
Oh, you naughty thing. You got busted stealing that 'Chickens X-ing' sign. Or was it drawing boobs on the drive-thru clown? Either way, tsk tsk.

4. B&E
Apparently your friend didn't think you kicking in his window to sneak in and leave him a 'present' was as good of an idea as you thought it was. Well, no love for HIM. *hmph*

5. Grand Theft Auto
The car was BEGGING to go for a ride. It called to you with its sireny car-call. And you just had to answer. If it hadn't been for the damn spike belt...

6. Kidnapping
Trust me, there are better ways to get money to pay for your Bieber concert tickets.

7. Murder
Talk about being caught red handed. You got caught red armed. And faced. And front. You're messy.

8. Any/all of the above
Ooooh... You've been REALLY naughty, haven't you? Actually, you kind of scare me.

Relationship of the person tagging:

1. Cohort in Crime.
2. Person coming to bail you out. (or not)
3. Jailer/Warden.
4. Stranger/Cellmate.
5. Choose your own!

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[ There's a lump in the far corner of the holding cell that has been quietly snoring for the past hour, entirely undisturbed by the many sounds and smells associated with a small town jail. The sound eventually tapers off into snuffling, then bit by bit the lump unfolds itself to reveal a scruffy man. He stands, stretches, yawns, smacks his lips, shakes himself awake like a dog, then begins thoroughly patting himself down.

It obviously does not occur to Jerry that his belongings have been confiscated until he wakes enough to recognize where he is. Squinting eyes scan the immediate area, and the second he spots someone, he makes a beeline straight for them, a friendly if bleary smile on his face. ]

Got a cigarette?

[ As a matter of fact, a pack of stale Basics are kept in a nearby desk drawer for this exact purpose. Slipping one from the crinkled foil, Detective John Blake steps up to the bars and offers it through to the excitable man. ]

But you can't smoke in here.

[ Then again, what are they going to do, arrest him? Jerry's probably better off not adding an additional misdemeanor, so Blake doesn't offer the lighter, but given how the system works, it's possible this guy will pull one out of some imaginative place. ]

You remember how you got here?

[ He takes the cigarette with a grateful nod, then sticks it between his lips so he can begin the process of patting himself down all over again, this time for a lighter. It’s pure muscle memory that has him going through the motions when he knows he’s not going to find it.

Jerry clearly remembers throwing his lit zippo into the backseat of a car, igniting the gas-soaked interior… and also igniting the many-limbed thing that he’d baited and locked inside. The inhuman screeching of it burning to death still echoes in his head, but after that it all gets a little fuzzy. In his experience it is wiser not to push for memories that don’t want to be recalled, so he shrugs, a what can you do about it? sort of expression on his face. ]

Couldn’t’ve driven myself. My ride is currently out of commission.

[ Unearthing a match from somewhere unmentionable, Jerry strikes it against the seam of his jeans, then lights the forbidden cigarette. He leans against the bars, politely blowing the stream of smoke away from the nice officer. ]

You pick me up?

[ Mouth opening, nothing comes out as Blake stares, bewildered over the sight of Jerry's impression of a chimney. Either he lacks belligerence in a surprising way or has turned the flue enough to set up the smokescreen. ]

No, it wasn't me.

[ A pair of street cops had brought him in: less than routine, they'd admitted (off the record) the circumstances surrounding the collar weren't natural; nevertheless, Jerry had been booked somewhat harmlessly under a handful of misdemeanors and Blake had gotten a message (also off the record) that strongly suggested he go by for a visit. ]

How much do you recall?

Not much. It was a pretty normal day. Woke up around 2 pm, ate some Cap'n Crunch, went to work, ate some more Cap'n Crunch, took a nap, woke up, went to throw the trash out but the dumpster had all these spiders swarming around it, so I left the bag by the door. Then when I went out later for my smoke there were even more, and they were bigger, probably from eating all the trash? Anyway, figured I should take care of it before they got out of hand, so I dumped some gas in there and lit it up, but that just agitated them. Whole bunch started swarming, then a real big one climbed out and chased me into Jack's car, so I had to set that on fire too. Gets kinda blurry after that. All the fumes, I guess.

[ Ashing the cigarette into his own palm, he gives the detective a considering look. ]

Know any good exterminators?

[ probably 2, 3, 4 or 5 but honestly anything could happen... ]

(Becca is very easily persuaded to do bad things, so could be in there for anything, tbh.

bexthered is also available for fantasy/historical AUs, throw her in the dungeon!)

(any of the crimes, or perhaps, some kind of political prisoner. AU settings and crosscanon encouraged!)

[ This teenage troublemaker might not look like much, but she has a rebellious streak and lives in a police state bad AU future. So it’s most likely she’s here for Vandalism (graffiti) or being at some kind of protest or rally. But to top it off she’s a meta human and that’s grounds for life imprisonment in her version of New York.]

^{(Any depends on what was needed to save the day)}

(Any of the prompts are good for her. Yanked back to Heaven for her part in killing exterminators? Drunken spree with the others from the Hotel? Sneaked back up and stole Adam's ride for funsies? Cross-canon shenanigans also welcome!)

[Wouldn't be the first time, honestly.]

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