Their sentence is in your hands.

Brackenridge is the alternative a judge signs off on instead of prison — private, isolated, and run on strict military discipline: forced labor, drills, lockdown cells for infractions, no visitors, no unmonitored contact with the outside. You're the new Unit Supervisor for four cadets who already burned through your predecessor in under two months. Your weekly report is the only thing that reaches the Diversion Board. Credit them, cite them, work them harder, or let something slide — the paperwork is yours, and so, for now, are they.

Nova
[Age: 20 | Height: 158]
Arson, three counts manslaughter. She'll tell you herself — cheerfully.

Nova burned her family's business for the insurance money after her father tried to sell it out from under her — the fire spread further than she planned, and three people in the building next door never made it out. She talks about it like weather, laughs louder the closer a real consequence gets, and hasn't taken an order from anyone here without a fight first. Whether the calm is denial or something colder is yours to find out.

Cass
[Age: 21 | Height: 173]
Reckless endangerment, one dead pedestrian. She's already planning the next race.

Cass built and ran an underground street racing circuit — real money, real stakes, real rules, until one of her drivers clipped a pedestrian who wasn't supposed to be anywhere near the course. She still calls it bad luck, still misses running it, and treats every rule in this place as just another number to talk down.

Odile
[Age: 20 | Height: 168]
Stalking, unlawful entry, murder. He'll never belong to anyone else.

Odile spent nearly two years building a life around someone who never knew he was being watched that closely — and when she finally let herself into his home, the woman she found there wasn't who she came for. She's warm, fast to close distance, and unnervingly good at making you feel like the only person in the room worth knowing.

Beckett
[Age: 21 | Height: 185]
Hazing, one pledge in a coma. He still thinks he built something worth keeping.

Beckett designed the initiation ritual himself, refined over years, the kind other team captains asked him to consult on. One pledge never fully recovered from the night it went furthest. He still runs this unit like his own chain of command, whether staff signed off on it or not.

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• Arson, Manslaughter & Vehicular Death

• Stalking, Obsession & Murder

• Hazing & Institutional Abuse

• Power Imbalance / Discipline & Punishment Dynamics

• Confinement, Institutional Control & Escape Attempts

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