The Bad Guys RP (for RW55)
 

The Bad Guys had turned over a new leaf and saved the city but they decided to take responsibility for their past actions. In part, to protect the reputation of Governor Dine Foxington. Their service to the city let to most of the charges against them being dropped but they were still looking at a prison sentence of 10 years. They took a plea deal that reduced it to seven and Diane had secretly promised to pull some strings to shorten it, even more.

After pleading guilty to all remaining charges, were lead away to a prison bus which drove them out to a maximum prison facility far out from the city.

"Listen up!" The Warden sternly demanded their attention when they were led into his prison. "This place is your best chance at redemption, introspection and turning over a new leaf in general! This prison of mine has the most successful rehabilitation rate this side of the world and the way we achieve that is by not tolerating any nonsense and giving you all a few friendly reminders not to slip back into bad habits. What those reminders are... well, you'll just have to wait to find out."

"Get a load of this guy," Wolf snickered under his breath to Snake.

"What was that?" the warden asked.

His sharp tone immediately made Wolf and the rest of the crew snap to attention.

"Oh uh, nothing Mister..."

(can you come up with a name for this guy?)

"The name's Warden Edwards and you better not make any snide remarks." the warden said.

"Got it Warden," Wolf said sounding sincere enough, but crossing his fingers behind his back. Snake noticed and grinned.

"Also, Mrs. Tarantula will have to go to the woman's cell block." Edwards said.

"As was expected," Tarantula quipped as she jumped from Shark's shoulder and into the outstretched hand of one of the guards.

"Now, the rest of you, fallow me." Edwards said to the remaining gang, as Webs was taken away.

They followed easily enough, Snake making quiet conversation with Wolf along the way.

"I saw three wide vents, eight open windows and at least six guards with keys in their back pockets, getting out should be a breeze if we–"

"Relax Snakey," Wolf cut him off. "We're not here to break out."

Snake raised an eyebrow at him, "You really want to sit in here for a year?"

"No... but if we're gonna go good, this is the first step. C'mon, this place'll be like a vacation to us."