Knock him out.
[3] - You deliver a swift blow to his head, but he doesn't lose consciousness. He chuckles a bit, asking if that's the direction this is going.
Get a law book. A real law book.
Eventually the guards will give me what I desire, and I will force myself to read every book in the meantime till I learn how to seduce the Warden's Daughter.
[4] - Oh, you wanted a
law book? Why didn't you just say so?
You are handed a book on law.
Super jump onto a convient nearby boat.
[1] - This prison is in the middle of Indiana! Why would there be a boat?
Oh, no. She's coming.
The Warden is coming, and even through the pair of sunglasses shielding her eyes from the bright sun, her cold blue eyes chill you to the bone. You're in her sights. What do you do?
>Wait patiently until they return with the blowtorch, then leap up and grab it at the earliest opportunity.
Then use it to take the nearest person hostage!
[6] - As soon as the toilet is removed from your head, you spring into action. Within seconds, you're holding the blowtorch to the head of one of the female nurses. But your finger slips on the trigger. Her hair lights up like underbrush in a forest fire. There's a fire extinguisher nearby, but everyone else is too stunned to do something.
Now's your chance; do you save her at the risk of your plan failing, or do you continue your escape, but with her blood on your hands?
Ask for books on the force
[4] - You are handed a book.
"World War 3xxx: A Guide To The Truth."
Throw poop for the glory of mankind.
[3] - You can't do that yet. This cat is stuck up your butt something fierce.
Will, convicted for selling guns to prisoners.
Join in poketwo's plan, by making shivs for everyone!
[3] - No materials are around for you to make a shiv with.
But you are now allied with The Revolution.
Turn to the ceiling. Say in a very confident voice "I know you're watching."
The consider who it might be who's watching. Scrape some dust off the walls and perform a minor divination with that.
[3] - You tell them you know they are watching. But if they are there; if they exist, and if they are actually watching, they do not make it known because you are left standing there in the thick and isolating silence.