Jazz is hauled to the basement, three BSS's are guarding him down there. One of them has their blitzpacker to Jazz's head.
BBS: No moving No talking, or i'll fire a round in the back of that ugly head of yours
Lingo takes the rest of the day off and spends it browsing around a gun superstore.
Flix is working the canteen queue, when a rowdy prisoner yells an insult at him, this made him snap. He'd never felt so angry at him in his whole life. Flix pulled a pistol out of another guards holster and put a bullet inbetween the Offenders ears. Flix then pointed the gun around the rest of the room..
Flix: Any other Bastards want some? Come on, when I haven't got a gun you'll laugh at me, so why not now huh?
A nearby guard beats Flix unconcious with his Baton.
Guard: Jesus, Take him to the secure medical wing, we could have him locked up for that, it was murder.....
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