Jasper "Juggler" Evans's Story

He laughed histerically from behind a girl with black-brown hair. He couldn't really tell from the lighting. He was grasping hard onto his clubs, one in each hand.

He stopped laughing abruptly and grinned slightly widenning his eyes. "This a laughin' competition?..." he stepped in front of the girl and she gave him a weird look. He bended down to her face up close. "I WIN..." he said as he leaned backwards violently and laughing.

Violet found herself going silent when she heard a male's laugh from behind her. It was one she had never heard before and honestly, it creeped the shit out of her. Once the male stepped in front of her, her brown eyes instantly widened slightly and she gripped the chair's arms and dug her nails into it. She was terrified, this man had a clown's face tattooed into his skin. When he got in her face, she held her breath, trying her best not to act out or even scream. Though once the male back up she let out a small smirk before glancing down to his hands finding two purple and white clubs in his hands. She was surprised the staff allowed him to keep them because they could be used as weapons, but she just shrugged it off. Though she was still highly terrified of this man before her.

Within a couple moments later she began hearing a male screaming, "You bastard!" at the top of his lungs over and over again. She leaned to the side of her chair to look around the creepy clown guy standing in front of her to find the male she passed by a couple minutes before, stabbing the wall as if he were trying to kill someone who was supposedly standing there. She watched as the staff handled him and her eyes followed him as he took his seat.

He stared at the guy who just randomly stabbed the wall. "Are you out of your motherfuckin' mind?" he said as he ran towards him and crouched in front of him juggling. "That poor wall did nothin' to you. Are you... Clownin'?..." he said as he laughed out loud. He threw the clubs to the ground. " Can I join? " Jasper smiled as widely as he could but his eyes remained expressionless and bugged out. He tilted his head waiting for an answer.

Casper couldn't believe that the person standing in front of him wasn't a hallucination. He seemed as if he would have been. With the clown makeup tattooed to his face, the clubs in his hands. He shook his head and sighed a bit before answering his question, "Clearly you already beat me to it," he stated blankly with a shrug of his shoulders.

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Violet was relieved when the clown removed himself from in front of her and turned his attention to someone else. Though, she did let out a small chuckle at what he said to the male. She glanced over at the girl sitting in the corner, seeming to talk to herself and figured that she mind as well try to introduce herself. She removed herself from the chair and made her way over to the brunette. Violet sat down on the ground in front of her and placed her hand out towards her, "I'm Violet," she introduced, "Welcome to Hell," she stated with no emotion, whatsoever.

He grins and lets out a chuckle. Jasper picks his clubs and gets back up, walking out the room, juggling. "HONK HONK HOOOOOOOONK!!!" he shouted hoarsely and started running away from the staff member trying to take his clubs away. "Surprise motherfucker!" he yelled in a weird voice as he bashed one against his face and sprinted off to the closed cafeteria.

Robbie stared into the darkness of solitary confinement a blank listless expression on his face, drawn out and pale. He wasn't even sure if his eyes where open or not. He raised his hands to his face and rubbed them. They burned whether they where opened or closed. "the children of the kingdom shall be cast out into outer darkness: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth." He murmured quietly. His voice the only sound in that cramped room sounded as loud as if he'd said it at the top of his lungs. Almost on que he heard a rhythmic thumping coming from the cell next to his followed by a wail of sorrow. Robbie made the sign of the cross over his chest and prayed. He'd been put in there for trying to bite the ear off of one of the orderlies. He had no idea how long they'd stuck him there after that, it all meshed into one long night.

Suddenly with a slam the viewport was slid aside and a sharp blaring light shot through Robbie's scull like a heavenly sword. Robbie yelped and cringed raising his hands against it. Immediately cuffs where clamped around his wrists and the port light became a gleaming doorway into heaven. He shuffled out into the light as he willed his eyes to adjust. One of the guards was saying something to him. Robbie merely smiled faintly and stared into his eyes until he was ordered to be lead away.

Robbie was allowed a shower under supervision which he enjoyed greatly, humming hymns under his breath. When he was through he was finally escorted through the halls with chains on his wrists attached to a belt at his waist, loose enough carry things like a book or food tray but keeping him from grabbing anyone, like they would for a prison escort. He murmured a prayer as he passed the man with the knife and the guy with the bats and his gaze lingered momentarily on Skylar just as he said "Amen."

"These people are in need of God." He said to the guard keeping an eye on him. "Not this....this is all....useless. They need to be punished so they can be saved."

Casper chuckled a bit at the male as he began running around. Once he hit one of the staff members with the clubs he made a mental note to himself that the two of them might end up becoming good friends or possibly maybe even enemies. He shrugged his shoulders and leaned his head back against the chair and closed his eyes once more. Turning to his thoughts of harming people once more.



Violet nodded her head, "So, um, how long have you been here?" she questioned a bit. She wasn't used to speaking to anyone, so this conversation was a bit awkward at the moment. She let out a sigh and placed her hands into her lap before glancing over at the clown man who was running around like an insane idiot. She shook her head and thought to herself, man this guy is creepily insane.

Skylar fiddles with her hands in her lap, looking over at the clown man hoping her doesn't come over, the idea of him doing so making her uncomfortable. "Um last night I think.... I'll be back in a bit gonna get a drink..."
Skylar gets up, her devil related markings still on show as they won't give her anything to cover them. She accidentally bumps into Robbie whilst she mumbles to Celia, a figment of her mind. "S-sorry" She says quickly.

"honk. " he slipped a note under Skylar's door: "made a friend? :o) " there was a lockpick attached to the note at this part. "keep it for me? Don't lose it :o)..." he sneaked out of sight and proceeded to slip one in the other guy's chains where he could reach it. He shushed him with his hand when he looked and ran away. "This'll be fun..." he grinned as he ran into a dark hallway.

Robbie, sedated and numb was dragged back to his old room, the chains where removed once he was laid on the bed. He fought the drugs and barely managed to grab the lockpick before he was taken away Stuffed in the cuff of his sleeves he lay in bed as his door was locked and he slipped into a dreamless slumber.

He slept for a few hours until nightfall it was then that he sat upright, a dark look in his eyes as he pulled out the lockpick. "God has chosen today for rapture. All sinners will be punished by the hand of the angels of God within me. Blessed are the pure of heart."

He picked the lock on his door. It took him a while as he'd never used a lock pick set before. The guard outside in the hall was asleep. With one firm twist of the head Robbie made sure it was permanent and he took the keys and stun baton on his person and made his way down the darkened halls.

Jasper wandered around the dark hallways at night and drew red and purple " :o) " smileys on the cafeteria walls. He takes a look at his clubs and widened his eyes. They were the same clubs he used that night. Grinning, he stood up and ran around the cafeteria doing tricks with his clubs and a few cups and plates. He had boarded the door up the day he arrived as he realised it was unused and abandoned. He had other ways to get in. He stopped juggling and slipped the clubs in his pockets and put down the plates. "I wonder if the weird guy made use of the lock-pick i made... It'd be interesting to see some more blood..." he said in the empty room as he smiled with his hands in his pockets. He fell on his knees as he had a flashback of that night. He widened his eyes and laughed lightly with a hoarse voice. "I wonder if they picked the guts of the lawn... Hahahah." he stopped laughing and grinned at the door as he saw a shadow walk past the hallway. Jasper's eye started twitching as he slowly got up and grabbed his clubs. He ran up the wall and barely reached the vent. Climbing in, he sneaks slowly so he won't make any noise. He dropped down lightly and stood in a corner of the hallway awaiting whoever walked on him.

Skylar had fallen asleep in the corner of her room, furniture still piled up by her door. She lay on the ground shivering steering as she has a nightmare of Robbie attacking her and shouting what he said before.

He sneaked away from the one in the hallway and wandered for the girl who talks to herself. He wanted to see how exciting it would be if Robbie found her. He almost felt bad for her but he didn't even know her yet. He stumbles upon Skylar's door and knocks. "He's on the loose... The chain guy... Locking the door is useless. Hehahahahah!" he kicked the door violently to try and alert him. "Clock's ticking..." he stepped back and broke all the lights in the nearby halls. He could see well in the dark, so he didn't mind. He realised he snapped and stopped. Letting out a maniacal laugh, he looked around for staff members. Jasper was going to make sure they... '' don't interfere ''.

Robbie stalked over door by door, banging on them to see which voice cried out at him. "Not the devil......not the devil......not the devil.........no........."

He banged on her door with his fist. "Come out and I will say a prayer for you. I will lay God's hands on you." He said in a gentle voice.

He knocked one out and shoved him in a closet. He licked the blood off his club. "Had better..." he says and wipes the club on his shirt and face. He walks over to Skylar again, he wanted to see the show...

He arrives at the scene and hides behind the wall, peeking through the corner. He casually juggles as he hears the girl screaming and giggles smoothly, yet hoarsely. Should he kill any of them? He decided Violet and Casper should join the fun... Maybe break their doors down...

Skylar started talking to herself again. "I need to get out of here, I don't belong here. I'm not mad but this place will make me crazy... I need to leave..." The more and more she freaked out the more she lost control, the glass in her window suddenly smashing pulling her out of her little crazy spell. She can't get out of her room as their are bars on the window but she picks up the biggest bit of glass holding it firmly in her hand, hiding a piece in her shoe after wrapping it in a sock and placing another in her mattress.

He honked reallyloudly as he hit Casper's door and ran. Doing the same to Violet, he painted arrows leading to them on the walls. Jasper sprints towards the chain guy and the scared girl an his voice echoes as he stops running. "Christain guy... Do you believe... In miracles?..." his voice echoes through multiple hallways as he drops knifes around them.

Skylar moved out of the way just in time, the knife going into her arm instead of her throat and it get's stuck in her muscle. She cried out in pain clutching the shard of glass harder, blood dripping from the cuts on her hands. She scrambled up lunging at him, stabbing him in the shoulder before knocking him to the ground crouching over him stabbing him repetitively in the stomach losing control. Guards ran in trying to pull her off him and she started lashing out at them as well, cutting one of the guards cheek open badly and stabbing the other in the stomach but not enough to kill. Suddenly she was hit with a tranquilizer dart and dragged out of the room, the knife still in her shoulder. She was thrown into solitary confinement after a doctor removes the knife and stitches up the wound which had gone all the way through the muscle. She was still covered in her own and other peoples blood, her hands shaking still trying to get to grips with what she had done and what had happened.
Despite the doctors attempts Robbie couldn't be saved however the two guards will recover without any complications.

((This was discussed out of character with RoyalBurden as he want to leave to rp and we decided this would be a easy way to get rid of his character))

He wanders around sneaking past the guards who took them. "The girl is next..." he laughed maniacally and crawled up a vent when a guy went to look for him. He crawls through and follows them. Jasper wondered if she still had the lockpick... He crawled above her room and dropped a lockpick. After that, he whispered through the vent: "Run..." he kicked it down and prepared to chase her