Me, not giving a fuck it's the wrong board. Let's go.

>me
>prison before COVID
>violent crime, picked a fight at a party, dude called the cops on me after he ran off to the hospital
>sentenced to 5 years hard labor
>leave county after
>go to a bigger prison
>make friends with librarian
>become a trustee
>we hang out because he's a giga-nerd
>heard stories about D&D games in County going on in the Pen
>never really did it much because on the streets i'm not a sperg comparatively and didn't wanna hang out much with these guys
>mostly did it online
>find out this librarian runs a D&D game in his off time
>YouSonOfABitchImIn.gif
>i take the rogue spot
>everyone else at the table barely has any idea how to do tabletop RPG
>doesn't fully get how sheets work or you can think
>i rework my entire sheet so i can carry tactically
>actually save the party several times and carry just by playing correctly
>librarian is lowkey getting revenge on Tyrones because welcome_to_my_world_bitch.img as GM
>other guys start picking up on you can think outside the box
>Street Smart Skills Activated by Tyrones & Miguels
>we have a lot of fun
>convicts are actually really cunning, generally, so once they figure out how role-playing works they're really good
>he keeps cranking up the difficulty
>we all legitimately bond
>guys start asking me about the nerdy shit i read so they can get ideas when we work out/cook/bullshit/whatever
>librarian's wife keeps mailing him more modules from the streets
>i walk people through it
>lots of their characters become self-inserts
>many of them work through lots of their demons in a weird therapeutic way via role-playing
>as i get short on my time i get shipped for a re-entry program
>::BigSad::

TL;DR I became relatively liked and respected in the first-class citizen section of prison by grouping up with other nerds and introducing hardened convicts to tabletop/pen-and-paper RPGs and made friends along the way I miss. Campaigns have never been the same.