I've screamed until my veins collapsed. I've waited as my time's elapsed.
WHO: Gabriel, anyone doing the Cell Block Tango right now. (Multithread, thread with each other, do whatever you want.)
WHAT: Gabriel's in prison. Gabriel has issues with being trapped and powerless. Gabriel is overcompensating this by being a troll.
WHERE: ZE PRISON.
WHEN: All week, up until the prison break. Seriously. Forward-date. Do fluid time ( Read more... )
WHAT: Gabriel's in prison. Gabriel has issues with being trapped and powerless. Gabriel is overcompensating this by being a troll.
WHERE: ZE PRISON.
WHEN: All week, up until the prison break. Seriously. Forward-date. Do fluid time ( Read more... )
"You have two very interesting options. One is to stop singing. The other is that I wait until they let me out - and they WILL let me out, if I need to wait for the walls to crumble around me - and then see how creative I can get with an apple peeler."
He was pointedly ignoring his cellmate. He was a mocking insult to injury is what he was.
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He paused and then dangled his arms a bit out of the bars of the cell, "I know you're a reject from a MMORPG, but d'you know why the Coen Brothers wouldn't let George Clooney sing his own songs?"
He cleared his throat. And then busted out with 'A Man of Constant Sorrow.' Much in the way that George Clooney would sing it.
Which is BADLY.
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"The guards don't seem to care half as much as your fellows do, and if they had any sort of brains they would shoot you before shooting themselves. You are making noise to drown out the fact that you're scared to be in prison."
Bored, he pressed his face against the slightly-cooler stone.
"I'll cut your face-flesh off in strips, I think. And feed them to you."
Some people sang to pass the time. Others came up with entertaining strategies for revenge those people. The cooped-up mind goes odd places.
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His hands slipped from the bars and he staggered back against the wall with a groan. They have bent inwards slightly. ....Maybe.
"Uh-huh. And then you'll cut out my liver with a spoon, blah, blah, blah. Not interested in your threats, bucko." He smacked the bars a few times and shouted at the guards again. "Hey! Hey! What's a guy gotta do to get some service around here?"
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"Whether you are or not was not my point; there are many ways to kill someone. How long can you honestly keep this up?"
He pressed against the bars and craned his neck to try and see into the other man's cell; no dice. The walls were too closed in.
He weighed the odds that this was someone from the boat, and decided it was unlikely - he hadn't seen anyone else leaving with himself and the mage. Therefore, anything goes.
"Feeble attempts at jokes in response to everything but being accused of being afraid - you are far too transparent."
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"I wouldn't call 'em feeble. My sense of humor's better than yours, pal." He braced his foot against the bars and tried to tug them again. And again his hands slipped and he wound up on his back. Mental note: Hit the gym when this is over.
He groaned and clambered back to his feet. "I'm making the most out of a bad situation by making everyone around me miserable. When all else fails, there's nothin' like good old-fashioned schadenfreude."
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He almost wished he had his solitary confinement back in Nurmengard.
"Oh, do please everybody shut up," he said to nobody in particular, sounding unusually grumpy. He couldn't do much with his powers at even a lower level than on the Barge so he was increasingly getting annoyed by the situation.
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