Lucky Dog 1 translations 03 Bad Ending 01

Part 1: Prison

Chapter 3

Falling Far

This scene is not work-safe!

Let’s … hold out on carrying out the escape plan.

If I fail, I can expect only the worst situation to be waiting for us.  We’re not just talking an all-or-nothing bet here.  I need to make sure the whole thing’s absolutely perfect.

Gian: I feel restless for some reason…

This prickly feeling I have feels kind of like anxiety.  I plan out what I have to do tomorrow and go to sleep…


The next morning…

Just when I sit down, Ivan comes running.

Ivan: Hey, did you hear Giulio got transferred this morning?!  What’re we gonna do now?!

Gian: Huh?

Bernardo: …Are you sure about that, Ivan?

Ivan: Word’s spread they took him away at dawn.

Gian: You sure he wasn’t just suddenly thrown into isolation instead?  Rather than being transferred?

Luchino: …No. Unfortunately, it’s not an empty rumor.  I just checked with the prisoners near his room.

Luchino appears and pierces me with a sharp gaze.

Luchino: They heard from the guards who took him away that they’re transferring him to a prison complex to the north.

Gian: No fucking way…

Luchino: How many times you want me to repeat myself?  Giulio resisted his transfer and ultimately had to be dragged away in a strait jacket.

I don’t want to believe it, but … it’s the truth.

It’s … a horrible reality.  We look at each other.

Bernardo: That’s one of us gone.
Gian: …
Ivan: It’s all ‘cause you were dallying around this whole time, Gian!  Fuck you!

Bang!  Luchino slams his fingers on the table.

Luchino: There’s no point going on and on crying over spilt milk.  What’s important is what we do from here on out.
Ivan: Yeah!  So?  What’re we gonna do, Gian?
Bernardo: As long as we can ultimately complete the Boss’s wishes, we can call it case closed.  Do you have any ideas?

Urged forward by Bernardo’s calm appearance, I quickly sort my thoughts in order.

Gian: We’ll be going through with … that plan with everyone here.  It’s no harm to the plan itself if there’s one less person.

There are ears around us, so I can’t simply use the words “jailbreak.”

Gian: After that, we’ll go pick up Giulio from where he’s been transferred to.  We can give him directions from outside … and have him meet up with us.  It won’t be exactly to Boss’s words, but so long as the results are the same, right?
Ivan: Then we’ll still be going on with the plan, right?  …Hm?  Heey, with one less person to take care of, doesn’t that mean our chances of succeeding’ll be higher?

The smile strung across Ivan’s face, stretched ear to ear, rubs me the wrong way.

Gian: You’re just thinking about yourse—

Luchino kicks my chair lightly.

Gian: What?

Luchino: …And?  Can we still count on your luck in a situation like this?

The reason I can’t answer the question was that I myself have an ominous foreboding.

It’s like my thoughts are being dulled.

Ivan: Somehow I’m getting a baaad feeling about how this is gonna play out…
Bernardo: Ivan, quiet.

Damn it, should I have carried out the plan last night…?

Unconsciously, I bite down hard on my lip.  The faint taste of blood mixes with an agitation that I don’t usually feel and douses me in uneasiness.

…That night, Bernardo was killed.


He was attacked in the showers, lynched by a mob.  Their numbers overwhelmed him and, in the end, they snapped his neck.

The last I’d seen of Bernardo was him heading down to the shower room.

When I’d heard this, I was speechless for a good long while.  I’d been in the showers, indulging myself one last time before preparing for the escape.

The ones who’d attacked Bernardo were Grave Digger hoodlums who’d been quiet up until now.

The GD’s assault on Bernardo was a declaration of war on the CR:5.  Luchino quickly took charge and tried to grasp and reorganize the CR:5’s forces in the prison.

…But, it was already too late.

Many of the made members had already burned off their tattoos with cigarette butts and jumped ship.  Switched over to GD’s side.

Ivan had followed suit as well.  He’d been reading the situation for quite some time, apparently, and had swiftly washed his hands of the CR:5.

Luchino and I continued to resist on these unfair grounds, but in time, Luchino was transferred as well and taken somewhere else.

I don’t know if he was transferred to where Giulio was being held.  The influence of CR:5 was ripped to shreds in this prison, and…

…what awaited me were days upon days of being used as a toy by inmates with too much unresolved libido.

There’s no one left to stand up for me against the GD.  In a world controlled by them, I’m treated less than human.

It’s even questionable whether I’ll be able to get out of the prison alive one day.

Gian:  Ah … guk…

The third person enters me and the sticky sound of flesh rubbing up against each other echoes through the room.

Gian: Uu … guh!  Not … so suddenly…!

Prisoner 3: That’s quite some cheek you’ve got there!  Don’t worry, we’ll be takin’ goooood care of ya, just like always.  You won’t be makin’ a peep after we’re through with ya!

Gian: Hah, with your skills— Aah!  Uwaah!!

I feel the two-person’s worth of fluid that’d already been mercilessly shot inside me froth.  The guy’s reckless banging, in and out, in and out, churns it up, causing it to overflow and drip out.

Prisoner 3: You’re wet like a fuckin’ bitch…  I slide right in.

The guy impaling me begins to pant and splits me open further than I can handle.

Gian: No more… I can’t…Ee!!

Prisoner 3: Squeeze a little gentler, will ya?  This cunt’s still so fucking tight after being fucked every day…

His dick strains inside me, as though it’s about to burst.  Probably because he’s trying to hide his sudden excitement, he stops what he’s doing and starts slapping my ass.

Gian: S-Sto—!  Ah!  Agh!

Every time his hand hits my thigh, I flinch reflexively.  And the guy’s prick pushes up against me even more with every twitch.

Prisoner 3: Uwagh!  I-I’m cumming…!

Gian: Ah, pull … out, you bastard…  Nngh…   …Aagh!!

As he shoots inside me, my body starts convulsing as though overcome by catatonia.

Gian: …Haa … haa…

Prisoner 4: My turn next.  I’ll be takin’ his mouth.  He’s got a pretty face, too…  I’d want the ass, but your junk’s already all over it.

A shaft swathed in heat and musk is shoved against my cheek.  I can’t do anything but open my lips.

Prisoner 4: Come on, open wider!  Swallow the whole thing!

Gian: … Agh…  Guh…!

I desperately try to control my gag reflex.  If I bite him, who knows what kind of punishment I’ll get.

Prisoner 2: Well then, I call seconds with this hole.

Just when I think he’s done rearranging my legs, I’m pierced by another penis.  I’ve loosened, but the pain hits me every single time.

At the edge of my vision, I find the guy who fucked me first today.  He looks at me interestedly as I’m raped from both ends before his expression suddenly changes, like he’s remembered something.

Prisoner 1: Oh yeah … I heard something interesting.  Was it true you were next in line to be the CR:5 boss?

I suddenly shudder.

Prisoner 2: Whoa!  …Haa … Do all dagos have asses like yours?  If so, they’d be a big hit outside the joint!  Come on, bend your hips more!

Prisoner 4: Really?  He sucks on this end.  Use more tongue!

I obey both of their orders before turning my gaze back to the other guy.

I want to ask him where he’d heard that, but my throat’s full and clogged.  I ask him to go on with my eyes instead.

Prisoner 1: Hm?  You mean that was for real?  You’ve gotta be shittin’ me.  Look at you now!  Well, whatever.  Your organization’s as good as gone…  Your luck’s all down the drain, bitch.

“You’re so much more useful like this,” the guys raping me agree.

Gian: Ummgh … cough … ugh…!!

The pain of being deprived of air starts being too much for me, so I start desperately working my tongue up and down the filthy rod stuck down my throat.

It doesn’t take long for it to swell and cum into my throat.  My nose is pinched until I swallow all of it.

Feeling positively wretched, I still swallow.  Finally, I’m allowed to breathe.  The bitter taste of semen spreads even to my nose.

Gian: …Haa, haa…  Ugh … haa … Fuck…

Prisoner 1: If you wanna get it over with, you’ll have to put some back into it, too.

‘Then just fucking get it over with already.’  I think bitterly as I move my hips as well.

Gian: Ah … Nnngh … haa…

As the guy hits me in my sweet spot, I start growing as well.  It’s just a little better on the pain than just being raped.

Prisoner 2: Hah!  You’re getting off of being gangbanged!  Why don’t you take this as well…!!

Suddenly, the guy thrusts into me all the way to the base and he starts to ejaculate inside me.  The pressure inside me, in addition to the humiliation of being filled with the semen of a scumbag like him, throws me off balance.

Gian: Not inside…!!  Agh … aah!!

…Before I realize it, I’m cumming, too.

The pleasure that thinly spreads across my consciousness lets me forget reality for just a few seconds.  I go limp under the laughter of the bastards surrounding me.

Shit … I went and orgasmed…

Yet another man settles between my legs.

Gian: Gaagh!!

My face twists at being penetrated all the way so suddenly when semen splatters onto it, probably from some guy masturbating.  Looks like the assault isn’t over yet, nor does it look like it’ll be over any time soon.

Gian: Uwah … ah!  …Guh…

If I fail, I can expect only the worst situation to be waiting for us.  In other words, the situation I’m currently in.

I … was supposed to become boss, too…

At that time, the luck that should have landed into my hands had slipped through my fingers … and took everything along with it.


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9 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. >w
    Oct 22, 2012 @ 17:52:11




  2. >w
    Oct 22, 2012 @ 19:19:58

    no, not cruel that I was sorry the end is all



  3. anichick
    Dec 02, 2012 @ 01:23:42

    that awful i fell sorry for him



  4. Annie
    Dec 03, 2012 @ 09:02:54

    =v=;;; is it bad that I like this part~?



  5. Hello!!~
    Jan 22, 2013 @ 11:57:43

    what? is that how the game ends or is it the result of the choice made in the beginning, like that’s how that route ends if chosen?



  6. Lehst
    Oct 05, 2013 @ 13:02:37

    ;_; nuu~ BAD END. *cries*
    The cursor over the game flipped out on me and I hit the wrong button, and figured “oh well, guess I’ll see how this goes.” Normally I’d end up with a bad ending anyways with gameplay like this, until I figured out what must be done. So thanks for translating even the bad endings!(^.^;) … ugh lets try this again. -_-;;



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