Disclaimer: Judge not, that ye be not judged. He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone. Fiction can be that way sometimes. Any similarities to persons living or dead is purely conincidental & should not be taken or misconstrued as such. Anyone who thinks otherwise, can probably be convicted by their own conscience.
It’s been a long hot summer here on Devil’s Island, but we’ve begun to see some relief. Even as the executions have subsided and the suicide rate is down, there are still few other problems existing, such as the continual gang-banger waltz patrols that have been stepped up and the consist breakdown of the “Electronic Eye” that watches all occupants of Devil’s Island morning, noon and night.
If the “Electronic Eye” had been working properly, it might have caught Broadcast Betty recently in the act of snooping around in the wee hours of the morning flipping on & off light switches in empty workrooms and inspecting them, as if she were looking for something, perhaps bits of scrap paper to broadcast with.
It must be noted that nothing is ever kept in secrecy for long here on Devil’s Island. In the last few weeks we’ve had 27 illegal raids, including two separate visits from the Federal Bureau of Investigation & the Central Intelligence Agency. In other words; someone’s been giving away the store.
Around the prisoner rumor mill, the word among prisoners is that a spy is loose on Devil’s Island. Not just one spy, not just two spies, not just three spies, not just four spies, but several spies. But back to the matter at hand; what to do one would think, right? Well, Upper Prison Brass has experience in this field and has much better methods of learning how to budget their finances and spend their money wisely, which is why they’ve decided to use “in-house plants” in place of their costly “Electronic Eye,” as they are just way too busy to monitor potentially harmless situations.
Let’s start with “Makeshift Mark,” never seen, but always heard. Makeshift Mark usually makes it a little too obvious when the situation presents itself, and only speaks when spoken to, sort of like a computerized robot.
Then there are The Teeter-Tauter Teething Twittering Twins (T5 for short), who make the Fraternal Goon Twins seem like saints! Often T5 's only purpose is to sabotage & pilfer any form of menial task performed by Roger Dogma. Roger Dogma, a very gentle & caring soul is often targeted by T5 more so than any other set of twins here on Devil’s Island, including the wild & wicked Sorcerer Sisters, The Barnaby Boys, The Tommy-Gun Twosome and of course, The Fraternal Goon Twins.
Why is Roger Dogma taken advantage of so much, you ask? Because on the surface he seems so innocent & pure and what more could a set of twins like T5 want, but to bend, shape & mold an innocent mind? And if T5 doesn’t get what they want from him, then off they go and put him through the mental torture techniques maze and apply the pressure. Surely Roger Dogma will give them what they want!
T5 were former crime-fighters equivalent to Starsky & Hutch in the outside world before Upper Prison Brass brought them into Devil's Island as part of a sweeping reform movement implemented by Upper Prison Brass that up until now has been virtually swept under the rug.
Along with T5, there comes the strange religious fanatic Priestess Paulette, one of Devil’s Island’s roving spiritual marms, who along with Matterhorn Melissa, plus Brimstone Bettina among others who have organized what is considered a secret, yet holy religious cult here on Devil’s Island, that target the weak & feeble-minded.
Even though these religious ladies appear sweet and loving on the surface, they are sneaky & fiendish underneath it all and will stop at nothing to reign supreme to their salvation, just as long as the price is right for the righteous rewards that await them once they have confessed sins to The Holy Father. What this group entails however, must wait for another time. Finally, there’s Dance-Man Darryl who if for no other reason enjoys stirring the dirt just for the fun of it, even if the results end in chaos.
But we are here on Devil’s Island, right? And things tend to go wrong around here more than it is realized, even if the intentions are purely innocent. So strong we remain. So silent is the expense of plants between the bedbugs.
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