YOU GET IN, YOU DON'T GET OUT

[dousing]

THE VERY BEST AT BEING BAD MEME You're tired of being a goody-two shoes. It's time to join the mob! That's right, time to join the world of organized crime. Whether you're mafioso, yakuza, triad, something entirely different - you're in for a treat. It doesn't matter what family you're in, what side you're on, what your end goals are, things are going to be wild, dirty, and violent all along the way. Maybe you survive, maybe you don't. Maybe people you care about don't. Maybe you need to get revenge. Whatever. The world is your oyster.

RANK/JOB 1. BIG BOSS It's you, the one everyone looks to. Everyone has to listen to your orders or they'll meet a swift end. Try not to be too cruel. 2. RIGHT HAND MAN You're the trusted second to the boss. Are you happy with your position? Do you want to take over the family? Do your best. 3. BODYGUARD Self explanatory. Keep your boss (or whoever they tell you to) from dying. Or getting arrested, probably. Do you need to kill someone? Better make it clean. 4. RANK AND FILE Any other position. Treasurer, gun runner, enforcer, whatever. Maybe if you're good, you'll move up the ranks. 5. CIVILIAN You're not in the mob, but maybe they're leaning on you for protection money. Or you're dating someone in the mob. Wow, that boss is cute. Maybe you're a doctor paid off by the mob under the table. 6. POLICE Whether you're a corrupt cop being paid off or someone that really wants to put them away or even a rookie trying to make their name with a big collar, we have you covered. Do what you want, we're not the cops--shit, wait, we ARE the cops. SCENARIOS 1. JOB WELL DONE Everything went great on your last mission! It's time to celebrate, probably with lots of booze. 2. JOB GONE WRONG Don't tell the boss, but nothing went right. Simmons was shot, we lost the cargo, and we almost got collared. Actually, do tell the boss about the cargo so no one thinks you stole it. 3. BUSTED Hope you enjoy prison because you just got caught and you're probably going to prison for tax evasion. 4. PUT OUT A HIT The current mission is: kill someone that did the family wrong. Can you do that? Can you escape if a hit is put out on you? Why is this done on a buddy system, anyway? 5. DOWN TIME Look, even crime families have time off. Hanging out, pretending to do real paperwork, actually doing real paperwork, whatever it is, it's not outright action-packed villainy. 6. LET'S GET DANGEROUS Any big-time jobs lately? Arson, making a statement to another family? All-out war? Damn, you've been busy. 7. BLENDING IN Let no one say the mob are heartless! Are you throwing a big party to show off your charity for the little people? Giving money to local kids? Making people put dates on milk bottles? 8. OVERTHROW It's time for new boss, same as the old boss. Do you get them put in prison? Kill them? Do you manage to get away with it or are YOU the one getting sent up the river? 9. A DEATH IN THE FAMILY Someone important to all of you has died. Did your boss pass away? Was the second-in-command murdered? How's the funeral? Do you need to get revenge? 10. ON THE HUNT Stop right there, it's the fuzz! You've been hunting this big fish for years, and now you think you've finally got something to get them put away for good. Go get 'em, slugger! As always, these are just suggestions. Make up anything you want, as long as you're having fun!

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lol you wanna try for it or roll again? or pick? :)

[snowandfrost]

try it try it

[vivifier]

got a start in mind?

[snowandfrost]

unsure would you mind starting?

[vivifier]

uhhh let me know how this works?

[snowandfrost]

Amazing. One slip up from one idiot and she finds herself pacing back and forth inside of a cell. Carbine; they've learned. But what really gets to her is the mocking face on the other side of the bars. They called him Savitar; called himself a god, apparently. She had to snort at that.

"Come on, handsome, I can think of a better use of those cuffs than locking me in here."

good! Is this ok?

[vivifier]

"Can you? I can't." One of her captors? Probably not. If anything, he's another prisoner, allowed to roam the halls to keep him from falling apart. Given work to do to keep him from flipping out and hurting people. A power nullifying bracelet to keep him from literally running off.

[snowandfrost]

A curl to her lips. She paces with him from within her cell, keeping up whenever he passes by her.

"Let me out of here and I can help you see beyond the little shock collar that they keep you in."

[vivifier]

He doesn't particularly like delivering books to the other prisoners, but at least it gives him something to do. Something to think about other than everything outside the prison and what he's not able to get done.

He gives her a look as he passes by again. "What would be the point of that? You won't get past the gate."

[snowandfrost]

"Not on my own, no."

Oh, this one's fun. She crosses her arms and leans against the side of her cell.

"How 'bout it, handsome? Short out my prison, I'll ice out your pretty little bracelet,"

[vivifier]

He wanders off again, with a headshake and a book for Frankie Kane three cells down. "You make it so enticing, with so little incentive offered," once he passes by her again.

[snowandfrost]

Her eyebrows raise at that.

"Really? Freedom isn't enough of an incentive?" Her eyes rake over his figure when he passes by again. He wouldn't survive. None of them ever survived from her kisses; not after Ronnie.

[vivifier]

"Freedom's fleeting? We all keep moving from one prison to another. Being out there isn't any better than being in here. Or anywhere else. So, no. It's not."

[snowandfrost]

She rolls her eyes. A philosophical type.

"When was the last time you were outside, hmm?" she asks, pacing with him again. "When was the last time you weren't held back? Someone else's gopher? Look at you, pushing the little card and doing their bidding." She snorts. "Some god."

[vivifier]

Something like that.

Another book for Frankie Kane, a sympathetic smile in her direction. Kids? Don't deserve this prison. And yet, here she was. Back to Frost, and he parks the cart. Stands right in front of her cell, close enough to touch. He's not afraid of her. "I spent an eternity trapped inside the Speed Force. Do you think this prison is anything to me?"

[snowandfrost]

"I think it is."

She stands right where he is, arms crossed and still with a smirk on her face. She isn't afraid of him either. Again, her eyes roam over him, top to toe. Not bad at all once he stood still.

"I think it's just another prison that you're being held in and you ought to be out there, darling. You've got a lot being held back by that cute little accessory of yours. Come on, what's the matter? Was life so bad out there that life in here is so much better?"

[vivifier]

He smirks in return. "And what, praytell, is so great about being out there? Was your life so perfect out there?"

[snowandfrost]

"I'm not locked into a cell. I do what I want, when I want, with an odd job here and there to pay for all this."

She gestures along her body.

"Bodices aren't cheap, handsome. Life isn't perfect out there but I'd rather have my freedom than be stuck in here like some side show."

[vivifier]

"Out there, you're chased down by The Flash, Vibe and all of his little friends. It's exhausting."

[snowandfrost]

"Yes...all of his little friends."

This is a trick that she's mastered because of those little friends. The platinum fades away, her lips return to a normal shade, and the ice recedes from her eyes.

[vivifier]

He raises an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, that won't make me help you any more than the rest of it." He will, however, offer her a book.

[snowandfrost]

She gives him a hesitant smile before taking the book. She looks around the cell, then at him again.

"...I don't belong in here," she whispers. "Whatever she's done...whatever I've done, I don't--"

Caitlin shakes her head and sits down at the corner of her prison.

[vivifier]

He snorts. "No." He gestures down the row towards Frankie. "She doesn't belong here. You? Me? We absolutely belong here."

[snowandfrost]

She looks down the row. A kid? A kid had no place here. Caitlin presses her hands against the carbine and shakes her head.

"No. I don't. I--I don't. I work at STAR Labs, I am not--we're trying to--" But who is she trying to convince? Caitlin shakes her head again. "We all don't belong in here. I haven't killed anyone." Despite her code name in the field. "Toes and fingers lost, bad brain freezes, but we haven't--how do we get the kid out of here?"

[vivifier]

A mocking sort of listening expression. "Oh. You're from Star Labs." A sort of shout down to Frankie. "Did you hear that? She's from Star Labs? She's a regular hero." Back to Caitlin. "You think it matters if you've hurt anyone? If you've killed anyone? We have powers. We're not The Flash. We're not Kid Flash."

[snowandfrost]

"Doesn't mean that we should be locked up like this," is her argument. She looks at her hands, then at him, pleading with her expression. Though she hesitates on calling her alter ego a hero. Caitlin crosses her arms and starts to pace the length of her cell.