Asylum

Psychonomaly · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Psychonomaly** on Mon Mar 17, 2008 3:55 am

You are incarcerated in an asylum for various reasons; scientific experiments, psychological disorders, some combination of the two, etc. Enjoy!

Subject File: 72489
Name: Alexander
Subject Age: 18
Gender: Male
Appearance: 6', 120 lbs. Shoulder-length, curly brown hair. Velvet, pin-striped suit, bowtie.
Profile: Charming and intelligent, subject suffers periodical regressions into an enraged, animal-like mentality wherin he temporarily acquires seemingly preternatural, brute strength and agility as well as heightened senses. Rarely sleeps. Subject must be restrained at all times. Approach with caution.

Alexander sits at a table in his cell, arms and legs chained to the floor, sipping from a cup of cherry tea with honey, conversing with the gaurd seated at the opposite end.

Kargoth · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Kargoth** on Mon Mar 17, 2008 11:02 am

SUBJECT FILE: 13676
Name: Derek Burke
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5'11,1,250 lbs-, (formerly-red hair,green eyes-now rust hair and oxide iron eyes)
Profile: A military project to create an indistrucible soilder -David was originally a normal human, though on the down and out in life, he signed up for the experiment "IRONMAN", it worked beyond thier dreams, but David could'nt be seen in public, and not being military personel, was sent to the Asylum for national security reasons.Unlike most of the inmates, David is quite sane, with above average skills in the areas of chemistry and biology (roughly a bachelors degree)
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David stood in his cell, looking out the plexiglass window-he could see several armed guards standing in the hall "My god..this is boring" he said to himself, he'd like to go out, but he was essentially a political prisioner-his very existance was a threat to national security, but they could'nt very well kill him now either.
He looked around his triple re-enforced cell, he sighed softly as he tapped the comm button "Can I have somthing to eat?" he asked his guards.

riddle · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **riddle** on Mon Apr 14, 2008 9:33 pm

SUBJECT FILE: 218666
Name: Dennis/Enigma
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearance: 6' 175lbs blue or black eyes (depending) brown hair
Profile: case study was inducted originally suffering from from severe multiple personality disorder. subject underwent a large array of tests before being inducted and is said to be extremely dangerous. dennis, the more normal of the personalities, was originally diagnosed schizophrenic, but the voice he was hearing soon became its own personality, Enigma. enigma is a serial murderer and potentially canabalistic seeing as some of the bodies of his victims were never fully recovered. enigma, who knows of his counter part, is known to mimic dennis to lull others into a sense of security and the only real way to tell is an abnormal defect that changes his eye color from blue to black when enigmas personality is out...apart from being inteligent, enigma is known to move incredibly fast and deadly with his hands or what ever he can find..

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..sitting in his cell, he waited. most of the people in this ward screamed all the time, but he was always quiet. staring at the guard infront of his cell, he plotted. this guard had more sense then the last one at least..poor frank. enigma frowned. his fingers were so delicious...and that thought sent him smiling again. sitting in the back of his cell, he waited. smiling..happy...content. the guard out front turned a little..just to see. enigma caught the corner of his eye..and lept to the front of the cell..smashing his face up against the plexiglass..still smiling even as blood began pouring down his face. the guard nearly fell over backwards trying to get back, but it was his expression..that set him off laughing. enigma cackeled from his cell, and the inmates around him quieted. looking into the guards eyes..his own black but the guards green, he twitched slightly..and slid back into dennis. dennis was a little disoriented..but he was used to that. approaching the window slowly, he marked the smeared blood and only then realized his nose was bleeding. picking up the bottom of his shirt he dabbed at it wincing in pain. when his eyes, blue now, met that of the guards, the guard got up, and quickly called someone over to replace him. dennis waved kindly as the man left. he always thought it was a good idea to keep up a healthy relationship with the guards around here...

rikin_the_creater · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **rikin_the_creater** on Thu May 15, 2008 9:52 am

SUBJECT FILE:768542
Name:Unknown
Age:16
Gender:male
Appearance:5'7 120 lbs black shaggy hair that covers eyes constintly.
Profile:subject was found hidden in woods liveing in a cave, can speack perfict english but claims to remeber nothing before wakeing up alone in woods. scares all over body some from abuse most from self mutilation. shows signs of skitzofrenia and ocd. suffers from bi-polar disorder and insomnia.only sleeps on floor between 6:oo and 6:15 p.m. every evening, while sleeping he yells "no dad" and attacks anyone who comes near him claimes he knows nothing of the act. under constint watch

Trix · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Trix** on Mon May 19, 2008 2:10 pm

SUBJECT FILE: 244756
Name: Bella (Trix) Earley
Age: 15
Gender:Female
Appearance: 5'2" , dark blonde hair, always wavy, grey/blue eyes, smiles too much
Profile: Bella is a little psycho. She's relatively fast (though not as fast as some inmates), but is sneaky, and a whizz with computers. She can be quite sadistic, obsesses easily, and takes great joy in causing things to go wrong. She also occassionally suffers from panic attacks. She is held in minimum security, but is watched to make sure she's not hacking anywhere again or such. She isn't anything special, but seems to know every trick in the book about evading guards, getting out of locked rooms, 'treatment' and other such things.

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Bella tapped softly on the wall, hoping someone was listening. She tapped again, and again. "Damn." She sighed. It seemed no-one was about today. She pulled the side-table next to the wardrobe and climbed on top of it, then onto the wardrobe. There, she pushed up a loose ceiling pannel and climbed in. After replacing the pannel, she crawled forwards about ten feet, then tapped about for the pannel. She found it, pulled it up and dropped down, into the hallway. Standing on the chair, she pulled the ceiling pannel back into place, pushed the chair back and wandered down the hall to find some company.

rikin_the_creater · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **rikin_the_creater** on Mon May 19, 2008 2:38 pm

-his eyes shot open as he jumped up-NOOOOO-he pants heavly as he hears a thud outside the in hallway a little bit down.-creg-he says it sounds formiller but he can not place it.-creg-he repeats and as he says it he hits the ground, his life flooding back to him quickly he had to get out he started top pound at the door untill he remembered he was in a sound proof room the only sound would be a soft thud on the door.no matter how hard he hit.

Trix · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Trix** on Mon May 19, 2008 3:02 pm

Bella heard a softish thud from down the hall. She padded down towards the source of the noise, clicking her tounge as she went. The thud stopped at the same time she passed a room. She stopped, and walked towards the door. She knocked softly. "Hello?" she called. "Anyone there?"

rikin_the_creater · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **rikin_the_creater** on Tue May 20, 2008 9:19 am

-creg jolted off the floor as he heard something, well he though he heard soimething, quickly he started yelling,-HELP I NEED HELP-he then started running into the door thrying to breack it down he had to get out before his brother ended up like him. he ran into the door one last time screaming help at the toi of his lungs then he sank to the floor tired, scared, and alone. or so he thought-

Trix · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Trix** on Tue May 20, 2008 10:07 am

Bella could hear someone screaming. She stood back, shocked, then pushed at the door. It was locked, but this was no problem for her. She climbed back into the ceilings, moved about six feet, them started tapping for a loose panel. Quickly finding one, she moved it out of place, and looked down into the room. "Uhm. Hi. I'm Bella, but I hate the name, so call me Trix. Who are you?"

rikin_the_creater · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **rikin_the_creater** on Thu May 22, 2008 9:20 am

-resen layed there thinking he was hallucinating again-dont taunt me god-he mummbled as he opened his eyes and jump to his feet-wow your real-he said as he looked up at her in shock-uhhhhhhh im creg.........i think, people call me resen.

Jaylee_93 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Jaylee_93** on Fri May 23, 2008 4:47 pm

Subject file:33982
Name: Lena
Subject Age: 19
Gender:Female
Appearance: Average heigth, skinny, Dark red hair mid-neck legth, light grey eyes, quite pale.
Profile: Self-mutilated, short tempered and very quiet, Lena considers herself an "Artist". She paints and draws obscure images, some gory, others are totally non-understandable. She is put under medium security.

Listening to the rucus outside of her cell, Lena grabbed her sketch pad and began to draw in order to stay 'calm'. But the two outside were quite loud, and she was beginning to get annoyed.
"Please. Shut. UP!"

rikin_the_creater · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **rikin_the_creater** on Fri May 23, 2008 10:38 pm

-resen jumped as someone shouted-DONT GET PISSY-he shouted back thenhe looked up at the girl falling from his cealing-

Jaylee_93 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Jaylee_93** on Fri May 23, 2008 10:49 pm

Lena swiftly got up, grabbed her pencil, and threw it at the boy outside
"Don't go telling me when I can or can't be PISSY!"

Antidote · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Antidote** on Sun May 25, 2008 7:16 am

Subject File: 69543-89
Name: Alexiel
Subject Age: 17
Gender: Female

Appearance: 5’3, 105 pounds. Straight layered brunet hair. Emerald colored eyes that
with the right lighting can seem to be slightly hazel. Often wears dark
slimming clothing.

Profile: Normally a rather calmed and collective girl. Fears almost nothing and can
perform at top notch. Varsity sports player, Cheerleader, Clarinet player, Guitar player and other assortment of activities can be preformed by this outrageously talented girl. Suffers from Anorexia Nervosa and is quite good at hiding food and finding ways to avoid eating of any kind. Although the Starvation has been known to make her physically weak at times, Alexiel has still proven to be the top dog when it came to schooling. Had her parents and friends back home not discovered her game, she would still be at home attending school as usual. Aside from that she has been diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress (P.T.S), slight Paranoia and depression. All of which she is being forced to be treated for.

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Alexiel sat in the small white padded room she had been admitted in to since her arrival. It had been a while now, possibly three hours, since the last doctor came in to the room and force fed her some sort of poison filled vile. The terrible tasting vile that made her sick, so sick that her stomach would quickly give and expulse in mere seconds.

With a shutter and a small whimper of fright she curled up on the tiny cot provided for her and buried her face in to her knees. Determined to keep the doctors away from her, to keep them from force feeding her once again, the last time they had done so she had cried for them to stop. Only to be faced with their grinning faces and that vile with the long tube that went down her throat and straight in to her stomach. “No more…” came the words from her unnaturally pale and purple lips..

The sounds in the ward were horrible. No wonder people within these walls were or went insane. There was not a single moment when there was peace. Always some form of bickering or screams or worst of all, Cries for help. “I don’t belong here…. I really don’t belong here!” she had cried, yearning for her parents as they dragged her away in to the white and awful smelling building.

They didn’t care for her, they thought she was sick. But in her mind Alexiel was Healthy. The most healthy person one could come across. With her fingers over lapping each other, and shallow breaths leaving her chest, she could hear the disturbance going on just a few cells from her own. “why wont they all just be quiet….” She whispered softly, moving her thin fingers about and tugging at the end of the white sleeves from the gown she was forced to wear during her stay at the horrible Asylum.

riddle · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **riddle** on Sun May 25, 2008 10:59 am

pacing slowly..they waited. it had been so long since food, and even longer since a slip up. the last one had almost freed him, and cost that guard his hand. dennis looked around his little cube. cell made it seem to oppressive. that always brought a smile to his face. he didnt think he was crazy, but then again psychotic people never did. a true psychopath is the one who thinks themself completely sane. enigma pushed at his barrier inside, but dennis held him in check.
'we just want to come out and play..just for a bit..'
"no"
dennis always talked out loud to him, though he quickly found out only he could hear enigma while he was in control.
"no, I can't. and you know why."
'please..we promise to be good..'
"they won't give us another chance if you keep scaring the guards away."
'when the food comes...'
"yes, I will let you eat."
'thank you...'
sighing, dennis sat down and looked out his window. the blood spatter was still there. but something about it was odd. the glass was dimpled under it, warped slightly as if...
dennis shot to his feet and ran over to the window. it couldnt be. with his face inches from the glass he saw it. a tiny fracture. more like a little line in the blood. it was a crack.
taking a step back, dennis eyed the window carefully. but even as he did, enigma already knew what to do. his black eyes regarded the window with cold calculation. equations and variables flashed through there minds. crouching down, he watched. everything lined up. with one upward thrust, and with carefully tuned motion, acceleration and force, the window didnt stand a chance. and unfortunately for the guard he landed on outside of his cell, neither did he. one shout rang out above all the others in the ward, but it was really two. enigmas shout of victory, and the bloodied call of death. it took every ounce of will power from both of them to not simply feed right there. they didnt feed them much anymore, but they managed to keep going. his bloodied shirt and mouth the only evidence of his newest crime....

rikin_the_creater · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **rikin_the_creater** on Sun May 25, 2008 4:56 pm

-creg sighed, not wanting confertation but he had just remembered his life and he remebered he had a temper-IM NOT TELLING YOU YA CANT BE PISSY JUST DONT BE PISSY TO ME-he yelled then said at a normal tone talking to hisself more then the chick who had appeared out of nowwhere-bitch-

Jaylee_93 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Jaylee_93** on Sun May 25, 2008 9:36 pm

Hearing what this 'kid' had to say to her of all people, Lena decided she would do something about this. But then she thought about it, did she really want to go and start a confrentation with some guy she heard outside her cell? It didn't seem very smart. So instead she said,"Nice to meet you too." In the sweetest tone she had.

riddle · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **riddle** on Sun May 25, 2008 10:57 pm

wandering the halls was glorious, and they both reveled in it. after leaving his ward, dennis found most of them unguarded. of course it wouldn't be long before they caught up with him, but it was nice to get out. a few corridors down, and he came to a remarkably noisy ward. the constant barrage was making him upset, and enigma with it.
"everyone shut up!"
his whole body twitched in rage, but the noise did go down some. most of these rooms were the full padded cells that potential escapees went in. his little outburst would probably earn him time in here that much sooner. sighing he turned to leave, when the noise started picking up again. without warning enigma jumped up, and the boys eyeswent black. walking swiftly over to the loudest cell, he ripped the door open and pounced on the man inside. his screams filled the ward, as his blood filled the room. enigma sunk his teeth into him again and again ripping the man apart and devouring him alive. when the mans blood curdles crys finally subsided, enigma ripped off the mans arm, and dragged it back out into the middle of the hall. now..it was quiet.
"thank you..."
and with that he bit off the mans finger with a crunch that was deafening in the new silence. dropping the arm, he turned to leave, but something caught his attention. from where he was standing, he could see in the window of a cell that contained a girl. dropping the arm, he waved his bloodied hand at her and smiled with his teeth still dripping. it had been so long since he had seen a girl. he walked over to her cell slowly, and placed his face in her view.
"do you want to come out now?"

Jaylee_93 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Jaylee_93** on Sun May 25, 2008 11:01 pm

Slowly smiling, lena got up and aproached her window. "And may I ask, was it truely nessassary to kill the poor soul?"

riddle · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **riddle** on Sun May 25, 2008 11:12 pm

smiling still, enigma slipped away, and dennis returned as his eyes drifted back to blue.
"I'm afraid it was..they don't feed us much in the wing they kept us in."
dennis opened the door carefully, but not cautiously. he didnt fear her that much, but also she was a girl, and be knew to be nice to them. standing in the open doorway, dennis was the escense of calm. reaching out with his blood streaked hand, he offered to help her up.
"names dennis, but sometimes I'm not. my friend is enigma, but if we are quiet..he will stay asleep. and who might you be?"

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