Cellblock tangos

[sockfromuncle]

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!

• Post with your character name/fandom/options preferences.
• Use RNG to pick your possible scenario - or just go with what you'd like most.
• Reply to other people's tags. Use RNG or decide what your part in the whole kerfuffle is.
• Enjoy the confusion.

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!

Comments

arthur morgan | red dead redemption II

[beatitudes]

(1 and 6 are ooc for him, so no to those.)

angel devil | csm

[reductions]

The Swede | Our Flag Means Death | OTA

[ourlittlenordicangel]

[ He is a pirate... ]

Hawkeye Pierce | M*A*S*H | OTA

[getmeoutofthedraft]

[[6 is unlikely, 7 is very unlikely (unless he was framed), 1 and 2 are practically a given.]]

Bethan Costigan | OC | OTA

[nogodsnoheroes]

[[Info and CWs in journal. TL;DR - superpowered human experiment turned vigilante, anger issues and generally unpleasant to be around.]]

[[Also, probably having a panic attack right now. She doesn't do well in confined spaces.]]

Turyin Mulaghesh | City of Blades | OTA

[yellowrivers]

Sam Vimes | Discworld | OTA

[burntcrunchybits]

[[Hang on, isn't this the wrong side of the bars?]]

[cutehugeyacht]

[ooc: not her first rodeo. 1-5 most likely or a mixture of those.]

Claire Bennet ∞ Heroes ∞ OTA

[infinite1ups]

( probably some Robin Hood or otherwise Chaotic Good kinda crime. or, potentially a special kind of incarceration for superpowered people. )

becca ♠ original ♠ ota

[cafeultra]

( info on journal. man idk probably anything if she gets unhinged enough. )

Mohinder Suresh | Heroes | OTA

[strongnarrativevoice]

[ Probably not 2 or 3, but I can think of scenarios for the others (though 1 would not be voluntary.) ]

ruby lucas/red | ouat | ota

[redaccents]

Moxxie | Helluva Boss | OTA

[not_a_possum]

[Honestly, all of these would be absolutely in character for him, and he's done 1, 2, 4, 7 and if you count the pilot, 6, in canon, and the rest wouldn't be too much of a stretch.]

faye valentine ( 𝒄𝒐𝒘𝒃𝒐𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒑 )

[bountyhead]

( 2 & 5 are big vibes )

5

[personalprotection]

[Sanjiro is a bodyguard and has seen a lot of types. Because of that, he already had an idea what Faye was planning to do when she started flirting with his client. Given the exceedingly expensive car the man has, he knows people want it and a lot of money could be gotten for it. So when they went back to the penthouse that the man was renting, Sanjiro knew it was only a matter of time before she made her way back down with the keys.

Fast forward to now with Faye in her cell. The cops had been waiting for her when she pulled out of the underground garage for a reason. Sanjiro honestly hated being right. The woman had been making some eyes at him even though her mark was his client. Its hard to tell if it was all part of her little game or if there was anything genuine behind it. Regardless, he’s sitting outside of her cell smoking a cigarette and waiting for her to wake up, though she could be awake already and he wouldn't know.

His back is leaned against the bars and his phone is in his hand as he scrolls through a couple of things on it.]

gav - ffxvi

[howay]

[ a day ending in y ]

A GAV, i salute you for picking up the game MVP (also 4)

[metianbonds]

[ At least it's an Imperial garrison.

Given Kupka's followers have been an eternal nuiscance, one might almost have expected the news to have related to the Men of the Rock. But no, the stolas received by "Cid" had been exceptionally clear on who was responsible - and where they had dragged the Hideway's best scout, after what should have been a secret meeting had been uncovered.

It helped to have friends in a variety of places, sometimes.

So it is that night has fallen, dark clouds rumbling with the threat of distant rain. The guards, chinless bastards the lot of them, have been following their routines for the last two hours without disruption, and those keeping watch on the prisoners taken from a recent raid— heretics and smugglers, all of them likely to meet Blessed Greagor on the morrow — have spent their boredom in bothering their charges.

A distant gurgle is most certainly not signs of incoming bail payment. Though perhaps the muffled sounds of struggle building down the stone corridors might? Certainly, the two knights exchange looks, suddenly wary in the midst of what should be the easiest of night shifts, before one draws his sword and steps slowly towards the door.

Which opens abruptly, accompanied by the sound of collapsing armored bodies pushed through it. And a familiar gruff voice. ]

Sicc 'em, Torgal!

wolf o'donnell || a fox in space || ota

[furcenary]

[ granted, his work usually involves him hunting bounties, but some local law enforcement might not be his biggest fan. ]

krinn — star trek

[krinn]

Ash| OC Garou | Werewolf the Apocalypse

[professionalriot]

[no one would be shocked to find him in a jail cell.]

Chase Graves | iZombie

[fillmoregraves]

((open to making any of them work, one way or another. also he's a vampire and too long in and he'll definitely need brains.))

[allbedestroyed]

((1 and 6 would be exceptional cases, but absolutely everything else is entirely possible.))

Eadwulf Grieve | Critical Role | OTA

[magicandmight]

[verbrannt]

It certainly isn't the kind of message she's accustomed to receiving at her door, first thing in the morning. And while she couldn't correct the messenger's use of the word bodyservant to refer to Eadwulf, the word scraping against her ears like metal over slate, it's dampened slightly by her being impressed that anyone of the Crownsguard had managed to capture him for even a menial crime.

Drunk and disorderly conduct, however, is also not something she'd expected to be the reason. Her paranoia whispered that it was a trap of some kind, ranging anywhere someone drugging Eadwulf to discredit her to an outright murder attempt. But she had to admit, also, that Wulf hadn't been quite himself, lately, as much as he might try to pretend otherwise.

Astrid had dressed quickly and followed the messenger, wearing a simple cloak and discretely casting a seeming spell to further camouflage their passing. She drops it at the prison, pushing back her hood and flashing her Assembly ring to the warden. Finally, they show her to the cell, and she steps through, boots crunching on the straw.

He looks like hell. Evidence of a brawl blossoms in bruises on his face, his hands. She wants to go to him, touch him, but she stands a cool distance away, looking at him carefully.

"I hear you had a busy night," she says lowly, in Zemnian.

rey | star wars

[invariances]

[ lbr, she could get caught but she'll mindtrick her way out if she can. ]

Magne Hikiishi | My Hero Academia

[sistermagnetic]

[Oh she definitely deserves to be in here. But maybe this time around she was set up...]

sampo koski | honkai: star rail

[underbid]

--

[underbid]

[ this isn’t the best setup he’s ever pieced together -- but, after all, he’d been in a hurry. places to be, secrets to spill, new friendships to forge. so if this opening act lacks creativity, lacks panache -

well. who could blame him, given the circumstances?

and so, the opening scene: five in the morning. a narrow space at the very back of the police station, framed in cement walls and stuttering halogen lights, reeking of canteen coffee. known throughout the precinct as the interview room, because a civic budget may stretch to euphemisms, but not plausible ones. at the room’s core, a solitary man slumped in a crooked narrow chair, all cowlicks in a rumpled jacket. his wrists are cuffed to the iron-rooted table, head bent against the looming glare of a one-way mirror.

the backstory (as duly transcribed by two officers and signed by a bleary-eyed lieutenant): apprehended in the course of a regular patrol. suspect was in the company of three known pickpockets. seemed to be negotiating a transaction of stolen goods at the time of capture. agreed to be searched within five minutes of officers securing the scene. suspect was carrying three valuable watches, two phones, and a ring of unknown origin. identification on his person confirmed his name as akesli gallen-kala. no criminal record within the system at this time. has demanded that the report should include that nothing like this has ever happened to him before.

- a complaint whose echoes still seem to be resounding through his frame. after the first few hours, he’d given up calling out. gone are the invectives, the feeble, theatrical complaints to empty air. now, the camera shows only the occasional twitch of a shoulder, heels kicking, his bound wrists flexing and clanking in their half-shadowed restraints. nervy as any prisoner ought to be after a night in policy custody, stranded in the uneasy darkness of absolute isolation.

nervy -- but not watchful, apparently. the door clanks, and sampo jolts in his seat. frantically, his wrists jerk, fingers groping for some teetering piece of metal. a smile flashes across his face, then scatters.

funny, the way that time moves in a city like this one. up close, the only landau son looks no different here than he had in the heart of his family. from the look of him, nothing in the past five years might have changed at all.

what a good thing that some of them know better. ]

There you are. I was starting to wonder if your guys were gonna leave me in here for the next twenty-four hours.

[ getting more into his role, sampo straightens, hands fanning out - ]

A guy’s got rights, you know?

[ - and, on deeply ironic cue, the wiry lockpick that he’s managed to obscure for the past several hours springs out through his fingers, skimming across the floor to gepard’s feet. ]

Captain Batel | Star Trek: Strange New Worlds

[pancakesweregood]

[That away missions went very badly awry, probably.

Season two current. Voicetesting.]