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(Pandalover) (1) The Crier, an incredibly sensitive young lady who's easily hurt. This girl has never had the courage to do anything. She has asthma, and restricts herself from most sports.
She used to be popular, but was betrayed horribly. She's the most beautiful of the two girls in the group. She has a crush on the perfectionist because she wants her life to be as good as his.
(AraHitomi888) (2) The Perfectionist, always trying to make everything he does perfect, acting like he has amazing health, academics, etc, and has a secret addiction to junk food the others must find out about and monitor to protect his health.
Originally, he became a perfectionist ever since he was bullied by the popular kids who acted like they were above him.
(Viscorra) (3) The Shy girl, always standing in the back, trying to get away, to be alone, or with someone she can trust. Her physical problem is that she has a weak bladder, and has wet herself numerous times, in school, in bed, you name it.
It was this weak bladder that made her shy, and made her more unpopular as she already was, since she wore big round funny glasses, wasn't as well endowed as most, and was thought to have poor fashion sense, which lead to her ridicule, and being hounded and bullied by the populars whenever she was in public. She has a crush on the 'Raging man' because she thinks he's very brave, and he stands up for the little guy.
(Me) (4) The Raging Man, a guy who, ever since he was a boy, has had a short temper. Physically, he resorts to violence when this happens, and has bottled it up. Sometimes it just explodes...
He became this way after he was bullied, physically and psychologically.
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These four have done well in academics, and all have loving families and friends. It was because of those family members and friends they have been put together into one big apartment in manhatten by their therapist, in order to try and help eachother. Feelings will be shared, as the four will have to work together to solve their mental issues, and find a way to medically, or somehow, to end their physical problems.
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The First guest was the "Raging man." He appeared alone, using his new set of keys to prepare his room and things, and sat outside on a bus bench near the entrance to the apartment building. The whole building was for the use of the four, and even then, It wasn't enough for Jack Mccoy.
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Takeing a deep breath of air as she finally freed herself she paused as she realized the world was a bit more blurry than expected. She noticed too late though and could only stomp her foot as the charter bus drove off. She'd be needing a new spare pair of glasses. She rummaged around in her shoulder bag while squinting in hopes of finding her other pair. What a grand day this was turning out to be already.
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The twins were perfectly identical at first glance, having the same height, hair color, eye color, skin tone - Heck, they even weighed the same, which was a miracle, since Vincent had quite the sweet tooth. Vincent wore nice black shoes, the tops half covered by the ends of black slacks. He wore a blue collared shirt with a black tie, the shirt tucked into his pants. A black belt was snaked through the belt loops of his slacks and a silver wallet chain was clipped onto one of his belt loops before hanging, the other end hiding in the depths of his pocket where it connected to his wallet. The other twin had the exact same attire, with some minor differences. Instead of nice black shoes, he wore black converse, starting to tear and break at the cloth sides. The color of the collared shirt was red instead of blue, the tie undone with the ends hanging loose, as well as the shirt untucked - much different than the other man's. Vincent's expression was serious, stern, and cold while the other twin's was playful, almost smug, and lively.
"'Course," The other man chimed. "I don't need to ruin your day before your shrink does." The twin walked around the car, hands encased with rubber gloves. "'Sides, i know you got problems with that kind of thing. Like- Serious problems." Vincent glared up at his identical twin. "No more serious then yours," he spat. "No, forgive me, that's inaccurate - Your problems are far worse, Tony. There is nothing wrong with preferring things to be in the best, more perfect state." Tony rolled his eyes. "And that's why you need a shrink." "Hardly," "You totally do, dude." "Your statement is false." Vincent gestured down to his roll-along bags, causing Tony to roll his eyes again. "Right, right." he muttered, disdainfully. "You got the keys right?" "Of course, Anthony." "Loosen up, Vince - You're gonna make other Loony friends!" "Anthony," "Okay, okay! Geez!" Tony sighed, grabbing the two roll-along bags. Vincent then closed the back doors, making sure to lock them. He walked to the trunk and took out a briefcase, filled with accessories and supplies for his instruments, Maria's case, and Marie's case. He didn't have Lilian in a separate case since the flute was in the briefcase with other various things. Vincent carried Marie's case while Maria's case was strapped onto him like a backpack - It had straps after all.
Tony rolled his eyes. "Come on, dude - You're gonna be late to the Loony party." "Anthony," "Moody today, aren't you, Vin?" "I can't believe we're twins." "The feeling is mutual Professor Perfection." The twins made their way to the building and found Vincent's room quickly. The two of them squabbled a bit more after setting the things inside. Vincent had taken care to yell and scold anyone inside cleaning about how they should be doing things, as opposed to how they were doing them now. After they both disposed of their gloves, Tony took his older brother's hand and dragged him back outside. The twins had no intention of splitting up until all the 'Loonies' had arrived and Tony had made sure his brother was settled in decently for the first day. The two remained outside, standing next to each other and talking quietly, still holding hands - Being twins was a close bond after all, no matter how much they both denied it.
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"Miss?..." He asked, trying not to frighten the girl as he got rather close, but just close enough to gently take a hand. "Do you need help? It seems you've crushed your glasses. Are you here for Dr. Goodstep's therapy program?"
He stopped, and blushed at the sight of his hand on hers, even if he wasn't hurting her. "I'm Sorry. My Name's Jack Mccoy. Do you have a therapist named Dr. Goodstep?"
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'Dr. Goodstep!' Catching the name despite her inner despute calmed her if only a little. She opened her mouth once... twice... then finnally managed a small "umm.. yes... h-him." Despite the fact that she was talking to him she didn't look at him, not that it would have mattered if she did. The world, both near and far was a blur of color, she wouldn't even be able to pick out an eye color if she tried. Not that she would try.
Now where was she? Her spare glasses, she knew they were in the bag. Her grandma had even checked to make sure she hadn't left anything behind. Squinting at the blure that was her bag she went back to rummaging through it, pretending he wasn't there. He'll go away, they all do... now where are those blasted glasses!
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He stopped her, and reached into the bag, eventually finding the item of choice, a pair of glasses that were bigger, rounder, and less stylish than the last. Jack didn't really care, as he held it in his open palm, waiting for the girl to take it. He was hoping he could get to better terms with her, seeing as she was already trying to get him to go away. He'd done similar to Lisa with plenty of people he didn't like, but most of them were douchebags and enemies. Not people he didn't know and had nothing against.
"I can be a really good guy, if you'll let me." He pleaded. "I'm not trying to bully you, or get into your pants or anything. I'm just being nice is all."
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"You are a rotten, vile creature of the utmost degree of imperfection." he said. Tony sighed. "I know, i know - Sorry Vince, but you're stuck with me." Lightly, Tony playfully punched his elder brother's arm. "I can't believe I've been damned to share such a miserable existence with you." Vincent watched the two others interact, irritating growing as he noticed small imperfections. The grip on his brother's hand tightened, making Tony cringe and wince, trying to ignore the pain shooting through his crushed fingers. "Chillax, Vin! Chill pill, chill pill!" Vincent's grip loosened. "I apologize," he said, although Tony just seemed glad to be 'given permission' to keep his fingers - All five of them! Today must have been his lucky day!
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The man she first noticed was helping a women who looked a little flustered and confused. 'How nice of him' She thought. She then looked over at the two twins. They also seemed a bit on edge. Zoie pulled her bags in closer to her and took a seat. She dug around in one of her bags until she found her book. She pulled out the book mark she had and began to read.
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"I-," Startled she paused as her voice was louder than she expected, then continueing more quietly, "....sorry...and thanks. I should put these away." She gestured to her pull along. Then snagging the handle of said object she intended to walk away when one of the bags wheels desided to go on strike and leave. The wheel popped off leaving it's peg to drag hinderingly across the ground. As soon as it happend she stopped and resisted the urge to kick her suitcase. She did however mutter an offended 'you would' at the bag and pouting slightly, like it had been waiting for this moment to fail her. Glancing back at the door of the building she noticed the other three.
Weighing her options quicky Lisa figured out what would be the least embarrassing. Even if she had snubbed him, she blushed slightly and sheepishly looked over at him. "Umm, I'm Lisa Coach... sorry again, but umm..." She glanced at her bag and puffed out her cheeks in annoyance at the bag before returning her face to normal. "Could I get... your help?" He did seem nice enough, she assured herself, plus her grandma would be unhappy with her for not trying and at this point she didn't have much choice. Plus, he looked way stronger than she could ever hope to be.
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Suddenly, she pulled some of her luggage, and a wheel popped off, the peg almost halting Lisa. Crouching down and picking up the busted wheel, Jack walked over, pocketing the broken part, and picking it up for her, and holding it under his right arm, but using both hands to keep it secure.
"Nice to meet you, Lisa." Smiled Jack. "I hope this isn't all you want me to do. It's not easy for me to trust people, but I have a good feeling about you."
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"...oh...." Was the only thing that she could think to say as she struggled between thanking him for the compliment and saying sorry again for being rude in the first place. Then something occured to her. "Wait what is wrong with you then-" she choked off her question too late, as she half immagined the rude and blunt words tossing themselves at Jack. It had just dawned on her that he had said he was here because of the doctor as well. This ment he was there for a reason, she hadn't intended to be blunt but it had surprised her. There just didn't seem to be anything wrong with him,
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"Miss Coach, could we just go inside? I think I should probably just keep to myself, and away from you..."
(Brain fart. X_X sorry for the short post.)
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Stupid..... stupid stupid stupid. That came out so horribly wrong, she continued to mentally kick herself as she nodded her consent. Lisa didn't dare open her mouth now as she shamefully kept her eyes on the ground and then followed him in. She wasn't that sure on where her stuff was expected to go, but she figured with as badly as he wanted her gone now, he'd find it quickly. She focused on her shoes as if they were the only things that exsisted and hoped like crzy the three others where out of hearing range as she passed them. She didn't need all of them hating her within moments of arrival.
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"Well..." Began Jack. "Now you get to choose: bunk with another girl, or bunk with me." He offered.
He scratched the back of his head a moment.
"Do you want me to leave?" He asked. "I thought You didn't enjoy my company."
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Now how to go about this after her earlier blunder. "ummm..." she gulped, "I...guess with... youifyoudon'tmind....err I just don't normally... talk to people and most people ignore me so I didn't... " She bit her tongue to stop her rabling and tried to get to the point, "it's not your company -it's mostly anyones- but there just doesn't seem to be anything wrong with you that would require you to be here..." Lisa suddenly desided that the wall was very interesting. She wasn't used to organizing her thoughts any more.
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(I guess that crams Zoie in with Vincent? XD)
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"Since you admitted you have a problem being shy, I might as well just say I had a problem controlling my temper, and at the same time, I start feeling really violent, but I learned to control it. It's just ever since I learned the truth about people years back, how they can be terrible deep down, I picked my friends carefully. But it was worth it. The few ones I had were great."
He laid the suitcase down on the bed, and noted how there was one big bed for two...
"...I'll just sleep on the floor, or that couch there." He gestured, pointing to a couch that happened to be in the bedroom. Here, Let me leave the room so you can change or something..."
And he walked out, feeling as if he didn't do well...
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Vincent looked down at the dropped bad before letting go of his brothers hand and picking it up, holding it out for her to take, stiffly. His bony fingers gripped the bag with a severe intensity of grip, his knuckles a ghostly white. Tony could tell that his brother was intensely uncomfortable and nervous, not to mention a bit frightened - but his brother's fear definitely wasn't crippling, it was a normal kind of fear. It was a fear of the strange and unfamiliar. "Take more care with your belongings." he said. He would have said her name, had he known it, but he did not.
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(OOC: Sorry short post :/)
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(That's fine :) )
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He motioned to the rooms. "Now, I see that most of have situated your rooms. If I am mistaken, or already have done so, I would like to ask you to come sit down." He walked over and motioned to the living room, where a three-seater couch and two armchairs faced a flat-screen television in a semi-arc. Steven got a stool from a small two-person bar in the room, sitting in front of the television so that the patients would face him. He waited until everyone sat down before continuing.
"Good, good. Now, starting from my left, I would like you to introduce yourselves to each other--or, at least, to me--by giving your name, your favorite color, something that you like, and something that you don't like." He pulled his yellow paper tablet from his inside jacket pocket to begin the notetaking, clicking his pen.
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A split second later, a man walked through the door, apparently in a hurry. When he introduced himself, Vincent stiffened. "You started this program but fail to be here on time?" he started accusingly. "Pitiful," Tony looked over at his brother. "Vince! Cut it out! You're supposed to try and make friends!" The younger twin reminded the elder of them, making Vincent huff and look away. Vincent released his brother's hand and sat down in the armchair, arms crossed. Tony grinned, taking this opportunity to screw with his older brother and embarrass him. Sauntering over, he, to his brother's great dismay, flopped right down on his lap, turning to let the backs of his knees rest against the armrest while he supported himself by resting his elbows on the other armrest. "Get off me," "Make me," Vincent, however, did nothing - He was a pacifist and wasn't going to maul his brother for just sitting on his lap. The furthest he would go would be a well deserved smack, and that was really wobbling on the chips of his pacifism. Tony crossed his legs and remained where he was, feeling pretty 'pimp' as he would call it - Despite it suggesting that he was his brother's pimp which would in turn make it awkward.
Vincent looked at the man, highly skeptical that he was truly the man who was going to be the head of their 'help group'." Vincent, however, sat on the far right. He hated introductions, they were always stupid and awkward - Except for his. So many people stammered like idiots when the introduced themselves, lacking a confident voice and always fidgeting when they did their introduction. They stammered, stuttered, and- god, how he hated that. He hated when people fidgeted while they did introductions. You could fidget and fumble after your introduction, but introductions were to be clear, appropriate, and, goddammit, they were supposed to be proper! The twins sat there quietly, Tony with a half smirk, half smile, lounging, and Vincent with a faint scowl, eyes narrowed into an icy glare.
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Re: [OOC] The Problem Adults
The name of the reboot is 'Problem Adults: Second Session' as a subtle tribute to the first. I suppose we'll just start right where everyone is sitting down and introducing themselves - So NewKidOnTheBlock, i'd want you to repost Dr. Goodstep's first post, than i'll post Vincent, and than panda can post for Zoie - To keep things in order. Than i suppose Jay can have a post for his character and we can wait for someone to take 'Shy Girl'. If it becomes too hard to find a Shy Girl, i'd even be happy to fill the role.
Does that sound alright with everyone? :)
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Do you think she forgot about the RP?
Re: [OOC] The Problem Adults
It's a package deal, you see - Get one Vincent, get his perfectionism accessory free. XD (No wonder everyone returns him. XXD)