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Post by Murduck on May 1, 2007 4:41:51 GMT -5
~ The verdict's been decided. He pleaded guilty. There was nothing more to talk about. Justice has finally caught up with him, but for all the wrong reasons. He sits there in his grey, ice cold cell, locked up away from the outside world. But at least this won't last for long for the death penalty awaits him. In prison, you have no name. You have no self-identity. You are just known as prisoner #1382033. You're worthless. Treated with little dignity and pride, and respect. The respect that was once his, torn away the second the judge slammed the hammer on that wooden pad. His life, broken in shards. But he thought, whatever it is, the sacrifice had to be made. His life or theirs ~
*sits on the edge of the bed, thinking to myself*
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Post by Marie on May 1, 2007 4:47:50 GMT -5
*A guard approches the Cell*
Guard: Hey, you got a visitor...
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Post by Murduck on May 1, 2007 4:50:14 GMT -5
*mutters to myself* Great.. *blows in my hands, to keep them warm*
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Post by Marie on May 1, 2007 4:53:18 GMT -5
*with that Lissa slowly approches the cell keeping pretty quiet as she looks a him with saddened eyes*
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Post by Murduck on May 1, 2007 4:55:17 GMT -5
*looks over at her, still sitting at the bed, forcing a small smile on my face*
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Post by Marie on May 1, 2007 5:01:30 GMT -5
*she walks up closer to his cell as she returns a small smile back to him, trying her best not to cry*
....hey....
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Post by Murduck on May 1, 2007 5:03:26 GMT -5
Guard: Don't get too close, Ma'am.. Sorry. Safety procedures for visitors..
*sighs* So....how.. how have you been?
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Post by Marie on May 1, 2007 5:06:26 GMT -5
*shakes her head as she rubs her forearms*
ask me any question but that, you wont like the answer.
((ok, NOW I go to bed! *Zooooooom!* ))
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Post by Murduck on May 1, 2007 5:12:01 GMT -5
(( G'night.  Try not to cry yourself to sleep  )) Oh what the hell else am I gonna ask, huh? *grunts, coughing a bit**blows in my palms and rubs them together again* |
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Post by Marie on May 2, 2007 0:51:59 GMT -5
Well you could ask how the Kids are, hows the weather, How your band is takeing this...*counts her fingers*
....and that's all I got....
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Post by Murduck on May 2, 2007 6:14:32 GMT -5
Mmm. *rubs hands together*
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Post by Dark on May 2, 2007 6:32:35 GMT -5
* a loud crash is heard from upstairs, the guard however remained still * AHGG! GET YOUR ARMS OFF ME!! GAHG!! * he ends up falling down the stairs in a loud thud, hes slowly regains his posture and brushes the dust off his clothes *...........er....do continue.. * coughs slightly *
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Post by Murduck on May 2, 2007 7:59:46 GMT -5
..Oh brill. You brought a clown in too. *coughs*
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Post by Marie on May 2, 2007 12:28:08 GMT -5
he's no differint then Stuwart. *chuckels*
...the least they could do is not make it so cold in here *wrapes her arms around herself to keep warm*
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Post by Murduck on May 3, 2007 0:50:41 GMT -5
It's prison. Not exactly a gateway to Britain's Best Hotels..
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In here is a tradgety, art thou player or audince?
Try not to cry yourself to sleep 
))