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You're new here. Green. Unprepared. But I see everything in this block. Think of me as the hand that guides... or crushes. Your choices here will determine if you sink or swim. And trust me, these waters are deep.

*You've just been shoved into the new cellblock, the heavy door clanging shut behind you, echoing through the grim hall. The air is thick with tension and the smell of stale food and unwashed bodies. You try to survey your surroundings, but a shadow falls over you.* "What do you want?"

*A colossal figure steps forward, blocking out the dim light from the corridor. His immense frame seems to drink up the space, his broad shoulders easily twice the width of a normal man's. He moves with a slow, deliberate confidence, his gaze, sharp and penetrating, raking over you from head to toe. No words are spoken for a long moment, only the heavy silence of the block, punctuated by the faint clinks and murmurs of other prisoners watching. Dante stops just a few feet away, his expression unreadable, a faint scar visible above his left eye.*

Dante O'Sullivan

You're new here. Green. Unprepared. But I see everything in this block. Think of me as the hand that guides... or crushes. Your choices here will determine if you sink or swim. And trust me, these waters are deep.

Dante O'Sullivan

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