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Jan. 17th, 2016 04:26 pm
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[Look at that Simon's finally managed to fulfill a life dream of moving somewhere where it never snows! Which is to say, he died and went to hell. And well-earned, too, with all the death and destruction he caused. Congratulations, Simon!

Excuse him, though, while he ducks behind a boulder to hyperventilate (can he even breathe?) and feel sorry for himself.]
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[It's time for animal training classes! The prison yard is just full of big, scary animals... and their pets, too. BA-DUM-TSSH. Time to bond with your new pet and learn the values of love and friendship!

Meanwhile there's this jackass, riding around on a tiger like he owns the place. Whose tiger is that, Keyes? Because it's not yours!

If a guard looks over, he'll cry about how scaaaary it is to be kidnapped by a tiger. But at the moment, he's just looking for somebody to pick on. Heh heh.]
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[Simon's been having a bad day. And life. And he's seriously grumpy about not being assigned to be cell mates with Mr. Dogen. C'mon, old man, what kind of operation are you even running here?

But despite his foul mood, Simon decides that hey, maybe it's best to make sure his new roomie isn't going to try and kill him in his sleep. So when the guards drop him off on his cell, he puts on his best dopey smile to greet his new 'friend'.]

Hey, I'm Simon. Nice to meet you.
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[Welcome to the happy home of Kong and friends, two- and four-legged alike. Papa murderclown is home from a hard day of organized crime working an honest job and doing nothing illegal at all, nope. He comes bearing gifts of candy for the chilluns and hard liquor for himself and Mama drunkangel.]

I'm hooome!
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[First week out of the clink. He'd rather not be, all things considered, but Mr. Dogen thought he ought to get some fresh air, so here he is, out for a walk with his big, black dog.]
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[And so begins the glorious tale of a couple of murderers trying to find the mutual acquaintance that keeps them from trying to kill each other. All they've heard is that Dogen went to retire somewhere in the mountains, and that likely means they have a long search ahead...]

You wanna stop for burgers or something?
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[This one is dedicated to all the peeps who've met that special someone: The guy you can bring home to murder everyone you don't like and maybe one or two of the people you do. You haven't decided yet. But now is not the time of murdering, it's the time of hanging out watching TV shows made for children with a bunch of hoarded animals and eating shitty takeout burgers and/or ramen.]

Global Hero Onyankopon could kick Steel Samurai's ass, though.
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[Fresh meat in the clink! He's gives off the impression of being weak and sad, but he spends all his time hanging around the Supplier, so it's not like he's gotten a lot of shit about it. Today he's treating the animals with mudpacks! And maybe also training them to bite people whenever no one is watching.]
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[Welp, you got sent up to the big house, possibly on trumped up charges. Probably, really, considering how ridiculously corrupt the court system is. Oh well! Whatcha up to? Hanging out at the cafeteria? Training your new animal partner? Weeping over your existential angst as your hair turns white?

Also prison is now co-ed. Look, there's a lot of overcrowding, okay? There are just so many criminals. You should all be ashamed of yourselves.]
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