The Escapists

The Escapists

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Mike Jun 24, 2014 @ 4:18am
How did you end up in prison?
Prisoners!

Early Access draws closer and closer, there's just 2 weeks until you can put your plans into action and become an Escapist! There's a multitude of ways to get out, but what about how you managed to get in?

I want to hear your character's story. What will you be called? What's your background and, crucially, how did you end up in Shanktown State Prison?

As always, keep it clean for the kids ;)

Over to you,

MT17

P.S. My character, Horace, was mistakenly arrested for theft after a miscreant slipped a block of cheese into his pocket whilst leaving his local supermarket. Not enough for a conviction, but after a spate of social and work disasters, this small incident broke the camel's back - sending Horace over the edge. When presented with the evidence in court, Horace threw the whole block of Red Leicester at the judge - leading to a custodial sentence for disrupting the course of justice.

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PhyreMatrix Jun 24, 2014 @ 8:58am 
My name is Enrique. Our familia used to run this town. No deal ever happened that we didn't have our hand in or get our cut from. We were like the Enron of gangster families. Too big to fail right? I was a lowly enforcer. I provided a service to the community. Protection against accidents. As long as people kept the Family happy accidents wouldn't happen. Life was good.

Well suffice to say one after one of our competitors started pushing in on our turf accidents started happening. One rainy evening on my way to one of the places where an accident was supposed to happen I accidentally ran over some poor schmuck's dog. That schmuck happened to be the wife of a court judge who wasn't too pleased to have her dog involved in a hit and run.

When the cops investigated they found a bit of fertilizer and C4 in the trunk or my car. I was arrested and found guilty of attempted manslaughter and suspected terrorist activity. So now I find myself in this hole of a prison without a pot to♥♥♥♥♥♥in all because of that woman and her little dog too.
Ross-Mc-Sim Jun 26, 2014 @ 2:53pm 
My name was Charlie Aitkens, and I served three tours back in 'Nam. I was a Sargent, and was the god damn best light machine-gunner in the country, Gook Or Yank. I've felt the heat of nate so much I found the rest of the world cold. Vietnam was my home, my job and my life. They took that from me, when I was responsible for the manslaughter of a civilian, when I was putting down for my squad, and she got in the way. It would have been the end of it, maybe a month away from the field or some time on trial, but my superiors had had enough of being stood up at there own game, and they got rid of me. Dishonourable discharge. I arrived back in the states less than a week after the incident. The sad thing was, they were punishing me, by giving me something many men have begged for. Back in my 'home' of Kentucky. Ill skip out a part because things got messy, I didn't have a job, and living on the streets makes a man desperate.

Now here I am, in prison, on the charge of Armed robbery, three counts of murder, two counts of murder of an officer on duty, and the use of a deadly weapon. 130 years, to add insult to injury, when its just life without parole. I'm not interested in parole, but I'm getting out.
Veritas Jun 26, 2014 @ 3:35pm 
My name was Andy.D. I'm used to be the best financial manager in the town. To be the one, I worked day and night for it. One day, my wife was found dead with another guy on the bed. Fingerprints on the weapon that kills them found out to be mine. I'm pretty sure I didn't pull the trigger but every evidence on the crime scene had pointed that I was the murderer. I believe I'm not guilty, and I will get out of here.
ColWhackaMole Jun 26, 2014 @ 6:04pm 
Snugget "The Menace" GinzPaw. A menace since the day he was born when he knocked over a jar of rubbing alcohol on his mother just after his birth. He has escaped several foster homes, juvenile detention centers and prisons throughout his life. He has been caught yet again and charged with 12 counts of Unnecessary Dinozo's, 30 counts of Detonating Mole Hills, and 1 count of Relieving Himself on Disney's Splash Mountain, on top of his charges of escaping INTERPOL, Federal, State, and local criminal containment facilities. He has been classified by the United States DOD as a threat to Global Security.
ryansiegels123 Jun 27, 2014 @ 6:16am 
They call me "Rojo," or at least that is what I put on my calling card. A stratagist by trade, I get people to perform certain actions take alter the stock market. I then, profit from that action having invested beforehand. It was a great business; the profit made me very rich. I had everything I ever wanted and more, except a son. So I took up an apprentice and to my dismay, he worked for INTERPOL.... And now I am at SSP for a long time. I need to get out of here before INTERPOL discovers what my next plan is.
Mac_j Jun 28, 2014 @ 7:57pm 
Hi, I'm Calvin... I guess I'm here because I have to be. I never thought that I'd get picked up like this but it happened and there's no turning back.
Steveman "ghost" james my name the robber that was never saw i needed the money i was about to lose my house i would of died heck. I tried stealing gold rings that's where i was caught. 20 years NO WAY! i must escape SSP before the cops find my loot.
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Wind2048 Jun 29, 2014 @ 4:52am 
People call me Wind, 1 and 1 reason only... ITS MY NICKNAME... Yea... Wind... Don't stare... Its rude... Anyways, I got arrested for litteraly death staring someone to DEATH... Yea... It happens... Cool, right?...
My sign was a playing card back in the good ol' days. People used to call me the Joker and I worked and worked to the destruction of that city, but the bat put me in here. I will escape and turn the streets of Gotham bright with laughter, then red with blood.
xTB0NEx Jul 1, 2014 @ 9:19pm 
The names T-Bone. I am a drug addicted wife beating alcoholic. I have 6 good for nothing kids that I know of. When I am not at the bar or the welfare office you can find me in good old Las Vegas spending what little money I have on ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥s and cheap motel rooms. I always reek of cigarettes, booze and last night’s company. At least that use to be my life.

It was a warm Las Vegas summer night in September if my memory serves me right. I was high, high as a kite and ready for a good time. I walked down to the local crack din/ ♥♥♥♥♥ house as I do every 1st and 15th but this time there was something different. My usual girl Harmony was nowhere to be found. I figured she was with another john so I decided to hang around for a while to see if she would turn up. 8 cigarettes and half a bottle of Jim Bean later a sexy little Pilipino girl walks up and says "Me love you looong time beeg boy." I reply back with "I have all the time in the world for you sweetie." She takes me by the hand and leads me to her room. I walk in. The air is thick and the stench of something unspeakable permeates the room. Before I can even rethink my decision to stray from my usual girl my pants are around my ankles and I forget all about the condition of the room. After a few minutes I decide that it is time to take it to the next level. I slide her skirt up only to find that she is not a she at all but a he! I see red, I grab my half empty bottle of Jim Bean and crack her or him or whatever you want to call it over the head as hard as I can. The bottle shatters and he/she drops like a rock. I scramble for the door. I burst out of the room and slam into a police officer who was there investigating a domestic violence call for the room next door to the room I was in.

Now I am sitting in this cell serving a life sentence with nothing to lose.
Rawksas Jul 6, 2014 @ 4:04am 
My name is Chris, and i killed my brother. I got so sad that i almost commited suicide shortly after his death. Istarted shooting at the funiture because i got so angry and sad. Shortly after the police came on the door.... and i was thrown in jail
MrHello Jul 6, 2014 @ 10:43pm 
The name is Henry, former police officer. I worked my way up from simple patrols to drug busts in the city. The local crime syndicate didn't appreciate my hard work and set me up for a fall... a hard one...

One rigged jury trial and a prison bus ride later and I have my own personal ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ to call my own. The system is dead to me, and I won't be waiting 45 years to exact my revenge.
Darth DANGERMOUSE Jul 6, 2014 @ 10:44pm 
Name's Simon (un)Lucky i Tripped and fell on a cop and when i was about to say "sorry" the dude threw me into court with a bunch of crimes i didnt commit... now im in Jailz...
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Name: David Turner
Nickname: "The Unexpected"
Occupation: Hitman

David Turner was a quiet child, He didn't talk much. He was raised in Scotland and shortly graduation, he moved to Seattle. Around 20 or so years later, He became the most notorious Hitman in Northern United States. One day he recieved a contract that would pay big. For $8.5M he was asked to assassinate The United States President. The man said to just call him R. He seemed a little shady to him, he usually would not accept a hit like this but he eventually did.
Everything was going exactly as planned. It was just when he had his sights on the president that the SWAT started swarming the building he was hiding in. They arrested him, but not after he killed 9 officers and injured 3 more.
He was sentenced guilty and recieved a life sentence. There is only one thing on David's mind now. Kill R.
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I'm Chris. I experimented with dangerous stuff like napalm pretty early in my live. When I was older, I sold my selfmade Molotov Cocktails and explosives to rebels around the world. The pipebombs from the last gang-war near Shanktown were mine. After they found one guy I sold these pipebombs, he said I sold this to him. The police caught me but I paid a hitman to kill him. He is dead, I'm in jail.
But the cops don't know that I still control my people. He he...
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