Originally posted by: Queasy
Hell no. I'm so restless that I'd end up shanking myself out of boredom.
Yeah, I'd do something crazy.
I think I could adapt and live relatively safely. I'm quick to change personality style to meet the demands of the situation - usually. Being the whole kill or be killed aspect, regular adaptation speed wouldn't even matter, I'd probably look and act in a way that completely fits the bill of a life sentence inmate.
Mostly because if I got life in jail, my already present traits of not really caring about the aspect of life, would shine there. I wouldn't care, and I'd probably do shit that put my neck on the line if whatever I did didn't work out.
Day 1 though would probably be rough with a few painful cornhole moments. I'd probably immediately mask the initial fear with an appearance of cockiness without meaning to do so.
But shit, I'd probably try and devise some insane breakout attempt with either other people or on my own if I was able to last long enough to concoct such a plan. That preferably I'd rather do it without a plan, and as much as I respect law enforcement, I'd probably have to assault a few guards if whatever lack-of-plan went due south just to make sure that, if I am not to escape, I am to be killed on the spot, and the assaulting of said guards are just moving the pieces in the right spot to either succeed or be killed. Can't afford to just get the shit pummeled out of me to the point that I don't walk again. No fun in that - can't try it again and can't get myself into any more do or die plots.
Figure I'm in for life with no chance of bail. And I sure as hell as spending all my days cooped up like that, hellllll no. So, either they get my life or I get my ass out of there one way or another.
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