[DAY 3] Turf Wars: Prison Edition

[Rachel Green]

And gleams could be sneaks?

ETA: Oh, I like clomps, nice one.

And yeah, let's try "breaks in" but if they say no again, let's use "sneaks in" as the next try. I like yours better.

And if singing fails, we can try sighing.

[Rachel Green]

Very amazing work to the handful of you who bothered trying this challenge. I always appreciate a good decode session!

And to the rest of you...

[Saito]

I'm a dog on a leash baby and I gotta bark bark.

[Operator]

I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound of my day as they climb

Nice!!

also second agreement on the kudos to who got the food bit. Well done!

[Operator]

Just a note. If we fail these challenges, there are some repercussions.

So, considering how difficult this one is, I'd like to note that the following prisoners have contributed:

Prisoner 920077
Prisoner 277058
Prisoner 413022
Prisoner 208986
Prisoner 650829
Prisoner 740359

The following prisoners have commented on it but not contributed:

Prisoner 640326
Prisoner 813142

And the following haven't said anything:

Prisoner 379949
Prisoner 509378
Prisoner 513538
Prisoner 980854

Should we fail, I think this information will be useful. I will not be voting to remove anyone from the first list, and even those in the second are ok, I know some people aren't fans of the decode. But that third group? Yeah. The last groupa mugs who tried to ride my coattails ended up on their backs staring at the roof of the church #apologiestoDMX

And you're posting right now why? Let's focus on the challenges, failing will happen when we stop focusing. After we've failed, we can talk who to roast.

agreed.

[Saito]

I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound of my day as they climb

Nice!!

also second agreement on the kudos to who got the food bit. Well done!

If you liked that you're gonna love a couple pages afterwards.

[Operator]

agreed. 058.
You guys are amazing. I spent most of today trying to think of what the damn 3 letter word without the e in it after the small intsy bit I did was. You. Of course it was you. I need to play more cyrptos to be good at that sort of thing again.

[Paul Stevens]

"Climbs" could be clicks or clacks.

The warden sometimes wears women's heels so those make kind of a clicking noise....

Great job today though!

[Saito]

"Climbs" could be clicks or clacks.

The warden sometimes wears women's heels so those make kind of a clicking noise....

Great job today though!

My money is on clomps. Clomps is a fun word.

[Prisoner 509378]

Not quite. Incorrect words are in red.

Could we have it?????


I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clunk steadily towards me, and then the light that breaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping.At first you pass the time with thinking,then you find the silence too much and start sobbing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

Keep working, maggots. I'll check again in the morning.

Maybe. Possible corrections underlined.

[Prisoner 509378]

Credit to 277058 for a number of those.

[Prisoner 509378]

Very amazing work to the handful of you who bothered trying this challenge. I always appreciate a good decode session!

And to the rest of you...

A few of you are here simultaneously to suss it out together over a couple short stretches. That luxury is not possible for everyone.

[Jack Shephard]

Good job everyone. Decoding stuff just isn't my cup of tea. I'm more of a wine criminal.

[Golf]

Are we close to completion or confirmation? Super work, homies.

[NurseWilgy]

Incorrect still in red, correct in green.

Not quite. Incorrect words are in red.

Could we have it?????


I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clunk steadily towards me, and then the light that breaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping.At first you pass the time with thinking,then you find the silence too much and start sobbing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

Keep working, maggots. I'll check again in the morning.

Maybe. Possible corrections underlined.

[Golf]

I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clonk steadily towards me, and then the light that creaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping.At first you pass the time with thinking,then you find the silence too much and start singing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

Give it to me Wardroben.

[Gunther]

I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clomp steadily towards me, and then the light that sneaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping.At first you pass the time with thinking,then you find the silence too much and start sobbing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

[NurseWilgy]

I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clonk steadily towards me, and then the light that creaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping.At first you pass the time with thinking, then you find the silence too much and start singing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

Give it to me Wardroben.

[Gunther]

[quote]I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clomp steadily towards me, and then the light that sneaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping.At first you pass the time with thinking, then you find the silence too much and start singing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

[NurseWilgy]

I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clomp steadily towards me, and then the light that sneaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping.At first you pass the time with thinking, then you find the silence too much and start singing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

[Gunther]

I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clink steadily towards me, and then the light that sneaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping.At first you pass the time with thinking, then you find the silence too much and start singing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

[NurseWilgy]

I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clink steadily towards me, and then the light that sneaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping. At first you pass the time with thinking, then you find the silence too much and start singing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

Well, I'll be damned. Y'all got lucky. Just wait until tomorrow's job.

[Gunther]

I hear the footsteps approaching. It's the only sound in my day as they clink steadily towards me, and then the light that sneaks in as the small slot is opened. A grating sound as the aluminum tray is slid inside before the slot is slid back into place and the little lock engages with a click. The food is warm but mostly flavorless, nothing to write home about. Not that I could write home, they won't give me pen and paper, or light, for that matter. It is later, after the food is finished and my tray taken away that the emptiness of this place really closes in. That's when you really start slipping. At first you pass the time with thinking, then you find the silence too much and start singing, eventually you end up talking to yourself. Until the voices start talking to you...

Well, I'll be damned. Y'all got lucky. Just wait until tomorrow's job.

*puts his pinkie to his mouth and smirks*

MWA HAA HAA! HAA HAA HA-HA! Ha ha ha!

[Tangrowth]

You all have until the end of the time on the poll above to discuss freely. Just make sure you abide by the prison rules.

[Golf]

Let us drink the Warden's tears, for tomorrow we shall drink his blood!!

[Golf]

Seriously tho, where is the new guy?

I think Prisoner 51-fourmoredigits didn't post at all either. SHAME SHAME SHAME dlinglidng

[Rachel Green]

Good job guys!

[Prisoner 509378]

Great job everyone. Sorry for getting snippy, 920077... This place makes the darkness come out.

Let's get out of here as a complete unit, eh? One more.

[Prisoner 509378]

Clinking footsteps = our guards are robots

[Saito]

How many more do we need to do before the real fun starts

[Tangrowth]

Just one more successful challenge until something happens.

[Gunther]

Clinking footsteps = our guards are robots

Pretty ironic that the final word we needed to solve was 'clink' and another term for a prison is 'the clink,' no?

[Golf]

WE GON B ALRIGHT
WE GON B ALRIGHT
WARD TO YR BUTT HOLD TIGHT

[Tangrowth]

All discussion in this thread must now cease. Return to your cells at once.