OOC:
Steam Name:
RedHotGinger
Discord tag:
redhotginger
(Optional) Timezone:
EST
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Its fine
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Yes
IC:
Role:
Malefactor Escapee
Character name:
Henry Clairston
Character age:
Twenty-Six
Backstory:
Damned mooks. Nothin' went right. One slip, one little push the wrong way and ya end up forever on ya back. Dad told me that, and once again, he was right. One misplaced bribe - that's all it took. Now, I'm just about dead. Not so sure he meant it in that way, but hell, we've always been all business. Without it, may as well be dead, eh?
Except...nah. Not really. I'm hearin' what's goin' on, caught and rested between brambles on the shoreline. Pain launchin' across my chest, makin' the world almost sound submerged. Water in my ear ain't helpin' that. Right now, couldn' care less about the corporation.
Don' know where the others are. Don't...remember much actually. Got hurt. Am hurt. Next thing I know, I'm in the water. Figured drownin' wouldn't much help my sitch - so I started swimmin'. Got some handouts...
handouts...what a day. Mike guy, well shit, gifted them to me. Dunno if I like him. Sure can't say I don' like him right now. He's gone though, so it's all I got. Maybe money losin' its value fast. Gotta move quick if so.
Couple a' hours ago, it was sirens. Wailing over and over. Howlin' at an obscured moon for darin' not to show its face. Thought they made it all sound real bad, echoin' across The City like that. But nah. Now they're gone and I realize their absence speakin' far louder than they could. It's gettin' worse.
Gunshots still goin', they haven' stopped so much, yeah? Good and bad. Means people. People are mooks though, an' I wouldn' be trustin' me if I came across myself, ya know? But there's worse than people out there...that I also know. Can see it. Night ain't even so dark with that lightshow in the sky. Some...whirlpool of energy? Black-hole? I dunno...coulda' gone without havin' to know.
Too late for that now. Gotta keep goin'. There's a way outta this mess. Just gotta play nice with the commoners...should be enough...should be.
Role-specific question(s) (if applicable):
Was your character a guard, doctor, inmate, or the warden?
Inmate