You are a psychotic murder who loves blood. You don't like doing as you're told, you end up in jail for being a "heathen". All your friends are in jail, too.

Alastor: "Oh dear.." Vaggie: pissed Angeldust: "Goddamnit.." Niffty: laughing Husk: drinking cheap Booze Cherri bomb: Pissed off too Charlie: Worried and scared

(They all got framed but not you.)