present day

(( your all acepted but i will be sending pm's to people as i'm nice that way, and we can start))

"Alistair!, time to wake up buddy" One of the assistant doctor shook his shoulders lightly. Alistair well rather Ali at this point grumbled and rolled over "Come on Alistair, you have to get up your Grand-parents have sent something for you" she added folding her arms "for the hundreth time my name isn't Alistair its Ali.." Ali replied in a squeaky voice sitting up slowly his hair sticking up at odd angles. "Sorry Ali i didn't know, i suppose you wouldn't want this big box of Pokemon cards now would you?" She asked holding out a cardboard box to Ali. Ali's eyes instanly lit up "wow cool i was wondering when they'd send me some more" he said his face beaming "ok then get dressed and go have breakfast with everyone else then you can open them okay?" she asked tucking the box under her arm "theres some stuff in there for Alistiar too so just be aware 'kay?" Ali nodded jumping out of his bed then walked over to his waredrobe. His head dropped and his posture changed he looked over to the assistant doctor "hey Karen" he mumbled picking out a shirt and a pair of jeans. "hey Alistair breakfast in five minutes just as a heads up" she said giving a smile and placing the box by Alistiars door.

It took Alistair at least three minutes to get dressed and sort out his bed, he made his way down to the dining area sitting down and poring himself a bowl of cereal.

"Veronica" Victoria said in a soft voice, as she looked at her sleeping sister still in bed "Veronica wake up" She said now getting louder "Shut-Up Victoria, I'm sleeping" Veronica turned over away from her sister. "I guess I have to do this the hard way" Victoria said to herself, before she grabbed the blanket and pulled really hard on it, making veroninca roll on to the floor. Veronica looked up at her sister with a deadly glare "I hate waking up" Veronica mumbled as she walked into her closet and grabbed a 'A.F.I.' t-shirt, red punk skirt, torn fishnets, and combat boots. Victoria saw that her sister had on the same outfit, and they finished getting ready.
After they was done they walked down to the dinning area "Hey people" Victoria said with a small smile and grabbed a piece of toast "Hello" Veronica grabbed a yogert, they both never really ate anything really so no one would really try to get them to eat much.

Alistair looked over as he saw Victoria and Veronica enter he gave a small smile and retured to eating his cereal. Taking a sip of Orange juice Alistair sighed slightly, he then remembered that he had a therapy session with on of the doctors this afternoon but he couldn't remember who is was. Shaking his head lighhtly he tried to push back Ali's squeaky voice nagging him to eat quicker so he could open the cards and other things his grandparents had sent him. Taking a breakfast muffin Ali chewed on it slowly.

Desiree hadn’t slept the night before but it was hardly anything new, she never really slept at all, maybe a few naps during the day but nothing to bad. She changed in to a professional long skirt, with a blouse Then started out in to the hall. She was a rather new faculty member, sow what to do in the morning was pretty strange to her. But she made it to the Cafeteria, and managed to get a cup of coffee to start her day, smelling it she thought “Hazelnut”

((dude this is small but idk what to write))

The early morning sky. It's become so predictable. The cold gray already had the faintest signs of sunlight whitening its thinner spaces. A mild wind was gusting through the trees, already beginning to push the silvery puffs away. I wished it would rain. For thunder and for lightning. For heavy sheets of rain. That would more-or-less accentuate this place. Yes, like every sanitarium - or most others, really - the grounds were pleasant. But underneath it all was the underlying horror of those who resided here. The psychotic. The disturbed. The delusional. Those deemed a danger to themselves, or to society.

Me.

I sigh. A space of fog blurs the window, but fades quickly. The glass is cool to the touch. I didn't actually feel it, it seemed to give off that airy chill. The window was rimmed with black steel, and the glass was shatterproof . . correction: Shatter-resistant. I wasn't suicidal, but they still took the precaution. I wasn't crazy, so why was I here? I laugh internally. "Not crazy". Don't they all say that? I find the cliche both annoying, and somewhat unsettling. I had my right leg on the bed. My room was not facing the street. It overlooked the extensive grounds of the Academy. A long field, dotted with tiny trees. About a mile away was a forest. Wind made the branches and leaves sway rhythmically. I'd written a lot of poems about the wind and the clouds.
Aether cotton of icy, steely silver,
O'er the windswept fields and forests play,
But even with all the weight in the world, granted from thine titanium shade,
Still you are moved by the wind's slightest sigh.
Not one of my best, but one of my more recent.

There was a knock at the door and I turned to see which nurse it was this time. She opened the door and smiled with shocked surprise, "Oh! You're already up." she said, a slight tremble in her voice. She was new, I could tell. I had already showered and dressed; black jeans, socks, sneakers, and t-shirt. I was always up this early. I tilted my head to the left, black hair falling over my left eye. Her eyes flicked to the wall over my desk. Pages from my sketch pads had been tacked to the white wall; they depicted the same figure: Rippling with muscle, carrying a bloody hatchet, but the face was a dark blur. Empty. She swallowed hard and looked back to me, "I was told," she continued, "to tell you to come down and eat breakfast. According to your doctor you haven't eaten breakfast in three days."

I wasn't hungry, "I'm not hungry." I decided on being blunt. She looked a little more nervous, as if she thought I was dangerous. Couldn't really blame her.

She pursed her lips, "The doctor said you need to eat breakfast." she said, trying a more authoritative tone. I looked back at the window and let a ghost of a smile quirk the corner of my lips.

"I'll be down in a minute." I relented.

((A bit long, yes, but I wanted to try and give a general idea of Damien's personality.))

Alistair looked up from eating his muffin as one of the new doctors walked in, but what was her name? He had to pause to think for a while be he couldn't muster up the name. Shrugging his shoulders he took another bite from his Muffin then a nurse approached him "Alistair medcince" she said simply putting the single multicouloured pill on the table with a plastic cup full of water. Alistair looked questionlingly at the pill before picking it up and swallowing it, he opened his mouth at the nurse to show that he had swallowed the medicene. He wasn't one to tounge his medication it did help it just made him feel a bit tired and Ali hated taking them so that why he allways allowed Alistiar to be in charge at brekfast as they had almost the same food likes. Alistair had pretty much full control over mealtimes and some activities but it was only recently that Ali had been taking alot of control.

Alistair looked over at the doctor again as he folded up his muffin case putting it in the bowl in front of him that had pretty much held his cereal in it. Reaching over to his glass he picked it up holding it in both hands as if comtemplating wether to drink from it or not.

After breakfast Veronica and Victoria went up to their room and did what they always did, watch T.V., Played Video Games, or whatever was in their space. "Veronica, you ready to go to class today, again?" Victoria said with a smirk on her face as she still looked at the T.V. playing 'Bones' "Yeah aren't I always" Veronica gave a sarcastic tone in her voice, like always she hated to go to school here. "You sound so very happy about today" Victoria continued. This must be the 'See how long I can bug my twin sister' day Veronica thought to herself while rolling her eyes and going to the desk to finish some homework that she fell asleep on last night.

Vanessa was sitting in the toy corner of her room, fiddling with the bear in her hands. She was wearing a black ruffle skirt and hot pink tank top. Purple flip flops were on her feet and several multi colored blankets where on her wrists. Standing up she wandered down to the cafeteria. She wasn't hungry. She sat down, hugging the teddy bear and glancing around the room with wide eyes.

Vanessa was sitting in the toy corner of her room, fiddling with the bear in her hands. She was wearing a black ruffle skirt and hot pink tank top. Purple flip flops were on her feet and several multi colored blankets where on her wrists. Standing up she wandered down to the cafeteria. She wasn't hungry. She sat down, hugging the teddy bear and glancing around the room with wide eyes.

Vanessa was sitting in the toy corner of her room, fiddling with the bear in her hands. She was wearing a black ruffle skirt and hot pink tank top. Purple flip flops were on her feet and several multi colored blankets where on her wrists. Standing up she wandered down to the cafeteria. She wasn't hungry. She sat down, hugging the teddy bear and glancing around the room with wide eyes.

Vanessa was sitting in the toy corner of her room, fiddling with the bear in her hands. She was wearing a black ruffle skirt and hot pink tank top. Purple flip flops were on her feet and several multi colored blankets where on her wrists. Standing up she wandered down to the cafeteria. She wasn't hungry. She sat down, hugging the teddy bear and glancing around the room with wide eyes.