Just a few things to read before you jump in: You don't need to know any exact history of Alcatraz to join the RP, as long as you know how to RP in a prison and have some interest in crime roleplays. Your character does not have to be a factual inmate from Alcatraz it can be any type of prisoner as well as guards if you'd like. If you know anything about Alcatraz and want to play as an actual inmate that was really there, Al Capone, Birdman, Machine Gun Kelly, etc, feel free to. Some actual events that took place at Alcatraz may be incorporated but for the most part we will be making our own storyline so you can sort of think of it as an alternate timeline RP. It'll mostly take place in the 40's. It was an average morning on Alcatraz Island, the waves were crashing against the rocks and it was a foggy, grey day like it naturally was this time of year. The peaceful morning environment was interrupted by the sounds of a booming alarm. It signaled that it was morning. That was followed by the headcount, the guards wanted everybody to have their cells swept and presentable and to be standing ready for role-call, you'd definitely want to be awake and ready or you were bound to have a bad morning. After that you'd go to breakfast if you chose to, nobody was particularly in a chatty mood at this hour. After much lingering around all inmates would go to their scheduled working spots, some went to the docks where they were well watched by guards while they worked. Some would go to the steam factories to press metal and some, if they were well enough behaved got to work in the cafeterias or get some recreational time, while the worst of the inmates had to scrub the latrines and work in the hospital ward along with other undesirable jobs. These were the hours where the prisoners got to be the most "social" and that was never necessarily a good thing. Gangs and mobs would use this time to do business, which consisted from drug trafficking all the way to hiring guards to torment inmates they didn't like, it was a huge economy during this hour. Though on this morning several prisoners were yapping about one in particular. He went by the name Rory. He was a scrawny young man, definitely no older than twenty. He had scruffy dark brown hair that was groomed whenever it could be but that was a restricted art here in Alcatraz. He had a healing black eye that came from some goon a few weeks ago who had an argument with him in the cafeteria. He'd been in Alcatraz for about two years. He came in as a weakling and really he still was. His beatings and abuse by guards had slowed down recently though ever since he helped out a few of the mob guys by taking the blame for some contraband, which gave him an extra year on his sentence but also gave him subtle protection. The mob hadn't asked him to do anything else since then but he knew when they needed him he'd have no choice but to listen. They had helped him so he had no choice but to help them when they needed him. Anyways, he was a casual prisoner, was never into excitement and was never talked about too much. He had survived by keeping it casual. No extreme attachments to people and no dirty business. That all changed last week. He had the capabilities to do something in Alcatraz, nobody knew what that was until recently but now rumors were spreading. This Rory kid had something that others wanted to know but few people would approach him to ask. Right now he was in the library, thankful that he had some time to read for once which was restricted for good behavior only. He sat in his prison uniform, nobody had asked him about this big plan of his yet and he knew eventually someone would come along. He was expecting it.