Introduction
St. Martin's Psychiatric Hospital:
The hospital's earliest history involved a great deal of death and terrible human suffering. Originally named "St. Martin's Psychiatric Hospital," this giant structure was constructed from 1908 through July 26, 1910. As tuberculosis, a serious bacterial lung infection, reached epidemic proportions in 1924, the overcrowded structure was expanded into a 400 patient sanatorium. The only known treatment at the time was fresh air, nutritious food and
plenty of rest. Patients were placed just outside their rooms in front of giant screened windows or open porches, even during winter. Experimental treatments also took place including exposing patient's lungs to ultraviolet light, surgically implanting balloons and removing ribs and chest muscles. Most patients died during such "last-resort" procedures. There was also a famous "body chute", through which the dead would travel down on a motorized rail and cable system to the waiting vehicle. The purpose of the "chute" was to protect the mental well-being of living patients.
Dr. William Smith re-opens the hospital for mentally ill or depressed teenagers. Dr. William Smith is known to be a loyal, compassionate scientist.
However, the teenagers notice that Dr. William Smith is attracted to the female patients and also has a strange and twisted behavior. The teenagers soon realize Dr. William Smith is in-fact a mad scientist who is intending on experimenting on his patients.
Patients of St. Martin's Psychiatric Hospital:
Alda Minack - Iron Fist
Alister James Wilson - nightwolf
CJ McCallister - Commander Jumper
Diego Di Luca - Superzorro
Emily P. - Mute_Foxdale
Hailey Skith - NewHorizon
Helena Rose Maxwell - MoonFox1
Joseph "Stare" Porter - GreatOldOneCthulhu
Justin Fitzpatrick - sainthos
Kesia "Kes" Andersen - Mindscrew Min-Min
Leisel Crowning - X_summertears_X
Ludwig Mayfair - Sannasan
Panic Gasper - TrashySceneQueen
Raine Beckham - TrashySceneQueen
Rain Grim - istumademu
VictoriaAnn - AngelTearsx
Scientists/Doctors/Nurses of St. Martin's Psychiatric Hospital:
Dr. William Smith - TrashySceneQueen
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[b]Character Example Sheet:
Name: Raine Beckham
Age: 14
Nationality: British
Race: Caucasian
Hometown: Alton, Hampshire
Appearance:
Habits/Hobbies: Drawing
Favorite Sayings: "You have to believe it, and you hate it. I don't have to believe, it and I think it's beautiful."
Intelligence Level: Average
Introvert or Extrovert?: Introvert
Mental Illness: Multiple Personality Disorder
Personality: Raine is a budding artist whose talent receives little praise from anyone. Yet he is quite talented, as well as intelligent, caring, and down- to-earth.
Bio: Raine Beckham comes from a poor farmer family with four annoying sisters, he finds no haven at school where he's teased by everyone. The only thing Raine has is running; after training all summer for the big race on the school athletic day, he and every other boy racing are beat by new girl Skye Burke. Like Raine, Skye is teased by her fellow students, but unlike Raine she doesn't let it bother her. After a rocky start, they find common ground and together create the imaginary world as a haven from their struggles at school and at home. Skye teaches Raine to open his mind to every possibility and leave reality behind. The next morning, Ms. Wilson, Raine's music teacher, calls to invite him on a one-on-one field trip to an art museum. Jess tries to ask his mother's permission; however, she is half-asleep and he takes her mumbling as approval. Raine does not ask Skye to accompany him, and merely looks at her house as they drive by. When he returns home, Raine finds that his father and mother are worried sick because they did not know where he was. His father tells him that Skye drowned in the river that morning when Raine went to the museum. Raine is deeply grieved, and visits the Burke family home with his parents to pay their respects. Skye's father, Kyle Burke, tells Raine that she loved him, and thanks him for being a very good friend to her, since she had trouble making friends at her old school. Raine feels overwhelming guilt for Skye's death, but his father consoles him to keep their friendship alive for her sake. Raine decides to re-imagine Skye and is convinced she is still alive and with him.
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Ali sat staring out of one of the many large windows in the living area, the corner of his right hand was nestled tightly in his mouth as he bit down on it softly like a young child does while teething. Looking behind him then looking his greyish blue eyes focusing on each corner of the well lit room. It seems the morning sun had already dried the grass which had been wet from the random downpour the other night.
Ali shuffled in his seat tucking his legs underneath him and wrapping his free arm around his stomach. Looking back out of the window he stared at the shadows of the tress that were being cast on the grass, they moved in all direction caused by the wind unless something else was pushing them. He inclined his head to the side taking his hand out of his mouth for the breifest of moment looking to his left he mumbled "it's just the wind nothing else" he spoke quietly trying to console the voice in his head that was trying to make Ali believe that something bigger and stronger was shaking the trees.
Ali shuffled in his seat tucking his legs underneath him and wrapping his free arm around his stomach. Looking back out of the window he stared at the shadows of the tress that were being cast on the grass, they moved in all direction caused by the wind unless something else was pushing them. He inclined his head to the side taking his hand out of his mouth for the breifest of moment looking to his left he mumbled "it's just the wind nothing else" he spoke quietly trying to console the voice in his head that was trying to make Ali believe that something bigger and stronger was shaking the trees.
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One of the many rocking chairs squeaked as it moved back and forth. Alda kept her eyes ahead, arms shifting in her lap. She looked over at the boy briefly. She blinked, the mellowness of her current state starting to fade and her mindset lingering between sanity and insanity.
"You wanna go outside?" she asked. "I wouldn't... it's wet and disgusting out there... Filthy. You'll get all sorts of diseases and grime on you."
Her hands twitched. One reached up, trailing down her cheek as she rocked, scratching the skin with her nail.
"I used to go outside... Not anymore. You shouldn't put your hand in your mouth. It's nasty, horribly disgusting. Especially when those nurses shove their hands on your mouth to make you swallow scum-covered medicine, or shoot you up with filthy needles."
She let out a soft cry of horrow at her words, closing her eyes and rocking faster. Her finger started to scratch an opening in her skin. Blood started to appear in bubbling drops and slowly roll down her face.
"You wanna go outside?" she asked. "I wouldn't... it's wet and disgusting out there... Filthy. You'll get all sorts of diseases and grime on you."
Her hands twitched. One reached up, trailing down her cheek as she rocked, scratching the skin with her nail.
"I used to go outside... Not anymore. You shouldn't put your hand in your mouth. It's nasty, horribly disgusting. Especially when those nurses shove their hands on your mouth to make you swallow scum-covered medicine, or shoot you up with filthy needles."
She let out a soft cry of horrow at her words, closing her eyes and rocking faster. Her finger started to scratch an opening in her skin. Blood started to appear in bubbling drops and slowly roll down her face.
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Ali jumped and looked over at the girl who spoke to him first asking if he wanted to go outside then began to explain about all the dirty things that were outside. Shaking his head to himself he didnt want to go outside he didn't know what was out there and he prefered to have someone with him to keep him safe and away from things that the 'Voices' might make him use to hurt himself and maybe others.
She then explained about his hand eing covered in germs and that the nurses gave filthy medicene and injections. But Ali knew that everything was sterile and clean. " I don't...don't want to...erm.." He paused lightly tapping his head to find the word "go" he added after a few seconds of thinking. Sometimes Ali found it hard to find the correct words. He looked over to her seeing that she was bleeding he made a strange whimpering noise and turned into the corner of his chair looking out at the window "your...your..bleeding" he added putting his hand back into his mouth watching a bird prod around on the grass.
She then explained about his hand eing covered in germs and that the nurses gave filthy medicene and injections. But Ali knew that everything was sterile and clean. " I don't...don't want to...erm.." He paused lightly tapping his head to find the word "go" he added after a few seconds of thinking. Sometimes Ali found it hard to find the correct words. He looked over to her seeing that she was bleeding he made a strange whimpering noise and turned into the corner of his chair looking out at the window "your...your..bleeding" he added putting his hand back into his mouth watching a bird prod around on the grass.
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"She's always bleeding." Diego said more to himself than the other people. "Always scrubbing, always scratching, forever bleeding."
He was sitting behind the chair they had led him to. His eyes were closed, his hands in his hair. No matter how much he objected, no matter how much he struggled they would eventually bring him here. He remembered every word the others had spoken in his presence. Most of it was nonsense. They occasionally freaked out. He remembered every single incident like it was happening in front of his eyes right now.
His eyes were closed but he saw the girl bleeding in his mind's eye. He had seen it before. Alda is what they called her. Once they had used her last name as well; Minack. He opened his eyes and noticed he was sitting crouched behind the chair. Had he not been sitting in the chair? He couldn't remember crawling behind it.
He looked at his feet. He had his socks on but not his shoes. This was 865th time he had forgotten to put on his shoe. He wriggled his toes like he had done 211 times of those 865. He closed his eyes again. Where were his shoes?
"Raindrops. So many raindrops. 1,2,3,4…there are always more." He quietly muttered.
He was sitting behind the chair they had led him to. His eyes were closed, his hands in his hair. No matter how much he objected, no matter how much he struggled they would eventually bring him here. He remembered every word the others had spoken in his presence. Most of it was nonsense. They occasionally freaked out. He remembered every single incident like it was happening in front of his eyes right now.
His eyes were closed but he saw the girl bleeding in his mind's eye. He had seen it before. Alda is what they called her. Once they had used her last name as well; Minack. He opened his eyes and noticed he was sitting crouched behind the chair. Had he not been sitting in the chair? He couldn't remember crawling behind it.
He looked at his feet. He had his socks on but not his shoes. This was 865th time he had forgotten to put on his shoe. He wriggled his toes like he had done 211 times of those 865. He closed his eyes again. Where were his shoes?
"Raindrops. So many raindrops. 1,2,3,4…there are always more." He quietly muttered.
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Alda managed to stop scratching her cheek, now staring at her hand. The finger she had been scratching with was stained red, and it made her sniffle. She looked around, grabbing at the tissue box. Taking a few, she furiously scrubbed her hand.
"Filthy, filthy. It's not clean. Disgusting..."
She soon was preoccupied by the blood on her cheek. She grabbed more, rubbing the blood off.
"Not clean... I'm not clean! This entire place isn't clean! Gotta clean it..."
She took more tissues in her hand and got out of her chair. Getting on her hands and knees, she desperately started scrubbing at the floor, crying and shaking.
"Filthy, filthy. It's not clean. Disgusting..."
She soon was preoccupied by the blood on her cheek. She grabbed more, rubbing the blood off.
"Not clean... I'm not clean! This entire place isn't clean! Gotta clean it..."
She took more tissues in her hand and got out of her chair. Getting on her hands and knees, she desperately started scrubbing at the floor, crying and shaking.
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Shuffleshuffleshuffle.
Kes dragged her feet as she walked into the living area. Her arms crossed protectively across her chest, she picked at the little round band-aid on her upper arm with a chipped fingernail. They said it was meds. They said it would make her better. But she knew better than to believe that.
Viruses. Worms. Maybe a CSRF attack. All kinds of suboutines to mess with her programming. Nanos.
Usually, she could get out of it. She could pretend to swallow the pill and then throw it down the drain when she was alone. But today, they decided to try a new medication on her, that was injected directly into her wiring.
Shuffleshuffleshuffle.
She came to a halt on the other side of the room, pulling up a seat about 3.2 meters away from the window and carbon-based subject Ali. I'm surprised my hinges haven't started to creak, yet, after all this time in here, she thought to herself as she sat down. Wait.....hinjes? The Hell am I talking about?
As the medicine started to kick in, she gradually lost track of her self-identity, her analytical nature, which she referred to as a subroutine, shutting down. Was that the mechanical whir of a shutdown sequence she heard? Or was it just--
"Hahaha!" she burst out giggling. She couldn't remember the last time the room looked so...colorful.
"Hi guys," she drawled, greeting the fellow patients. "Did I hear someone say 'outside'?"
FATAL ERROR, a message flashed before her eyes. Outdoor environment lacks sufficient interfacing hardware. She ignored it, though--by this point, she was just too mellow to care about her programming.
Wait. Programming?
Too mellow to be wary of carbon-based life-forms.
Huh?
Maybe in a matter of minutes, she'd emerge at the surface of reality, a normal teenager for a couple of hours.
Normal. But would it really be Kes?
Who cared?
Kes dragged her feet as she walked into the living area. Her arms crossed protectively across her chest, she picked at the little round band-aid on her upper arm with a chipped fingernail. They said it was meds. They said it would make her better. But she knew better than to believe that.
Viruses. Worms. Maybe a CSRF attack. All kinds of suboutines to mess with her programming. Nanos.
Usually, she could get out of it. She could pretend to swallow the pill and then throw it down the drain when she was alone. But today, they decided to try a new medication on her, that was injected directly into her wiring.
Shuffleshuffleshuffle.
She came to a halt on the other side of the room, pulling up a seat about 3.2 meters away from the window and carbon-based subject Ali. I'm surprised my hinges haven't started to creak, yet, after all this time in here, she thought to herself as she sat down. Wait.....hinjes? The Hell am I talking about?
As the medicine started to kick in, she gradually lost track of her self-identity, her analytical nature, which she referred to as a subroutine, shutting down. Was that the mechanical whir of a shutdown sequence she heard? Or was it just--
"Hahaha!" she burst out giggling. She couldn't remember the last time the room looked so...colorful.
"Hi guys," she drawled, greeting the fellow patients. "Did I hear someone say 'outside'?"
FATAL ERROR, a message flashed before her eyes. Outdoor environment lacks sufficient interfacing hardware. She ignored it, though--by this point, she was just too mellow to care about her programming.
Wait. Programming?
Too mellow to be wary of carbon-based life-forms.
Huh?
Maybe in a matter of minutes, she'd emerge at the surface of reality, a normal teenager for a couple of hours.
Normal. But would it really be Kes?
Who cared?
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"Love you mom bye" Helena said kissing her mother and brother goodbye "So this is the hell hole I'm forced to live in?" Helena said to herself walking into the building with her 'Ed Hardy' bag. She walked around the building trying to find someone to tell her about this place, but she easily gave up and sat down in a chair and took out a book to ready, as she waited for someone to come to her "This place seem stupid" She talked to herself again as she turned the page in her book.
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Ludwig let out a cackling laugh as the orderly tripped on his way down the hall. The poor man caught himself on his arm and quickly scrambled to his feet, knowing that one of the young adults could easily leap onto his back in such a position and do God knew what to him in the few seconds it would take for someone to pull he or she off. Ludwig smirked at the older man as he went about his duties, wishing he’d trip again. A nurse stood behind the large young man, explaining that it was required he spend some time in the sitting room with the other patients. Ludwig blatantly ignored her but stalked into the room she was leading him to none the less. This was his second day at St. Martins, and he found it to be a lot like the other hospitals he’d been in. He had to wear soft, pajama like scrubs (the pants were also too short much like the other hospitals), there were nervous little nurses and hulking orderlies flitting about and it seemed that no one really gave a damn about the patients. Not that Ludwig cared, he wasn’t capable of caring about things like that. He missed being out in the cold and he missed a hard day’s work…oh and he missed sex. But other than that he was content wherever he was.
The Russian sat in the largest chair the room housed, a plastic wrapped arm chair with a gaudy pattern and smelled like cleaning products. He hated the smell of sterilized anything, and much preferred earthy smells like black soil and the soothing smell of pine that always lingered on his parents. He leaned back in the chair, watching one of the girls scrub the floor with tissues like an idiot while a sick looking Italian huddled behind a chair watching his toes while yet another freaky girl with pink hair began to babble and yet another kid sat staring out of the window with a haunted look. Antisocial personality disorder didn’t make him have outbursts or act crazy or anything like that, he just had to be monitored at all times. He didn’t have a conscious, and he couldn’t grasp how his actions affected other people. So if situation arose where he’d have to react to another person, especially a situation that could turn violent or otherwise sour, he’d react in a selfish way without any regard for the people around him. He was mildly offended that he was put into a place with people like the ones around him, and was considered in a similar category to them, but he got over it. Some of the girls were attractive and a few of them might be willing to sneak off with him like the girls in the previous hospital. Hell, some of them might not even care if they left the room. He chuckled lowly and got out of the chair.
He got down on the floor, which was covered in scum and dirt according to the crazy girl on the floor, and began to do push-ups, being mildly concerned about losing some of his muscle mass. He watched the other patients with a look similar to what a wolf would give to prey it was too lazy to go after at the moment. He continued his push-ups, counting off in his head. Let the crazies do as they pleased, he’d prefer to keep to himself anyway.
The Russian sat in the largest chair the room housed, a plastic wrapped arm chair with a gaudy pattern and smelled like cleaning products. He hated the smell of sterilized anything, and much preferred earthy smells like black soil and the soothing smell of pine that always lingered on his parents. He leaned back in the chair, watching one of the girls scrub the floor with tissues like an idiot while a sick looking Italian huddled behind a chair watching his toes while yet another freaky girl with pink hair began to babble and yet another kid sat staring out of the window with a haunted look. Antisocial personality disorder didn’t make him have outbursts or act crazy or anything like that, he just had to be monitored at all times. He didn’t have a conscious, and he couldn’t grasp how his actions affected other people. So if situation arose where he’d have to react to another person, especially a situation that could turn violent or otherwise sour, he’d react in a selfish way without any regard for the people around him. He was mildly offended that he was put into a place with people like the ones around him, and was considered in a similar category to them, but he got over it. Some of the girls were attractive and a few of them might be willing to sneak off with him like the girls in the previous hospital. Hell, some of them might not even care if they left the room. He chuckled lowly and got out of the chair.
He got down on the floor, which was covered in scum and dirt according to the crazy girl on the floor, and began to do push-ups, being mildly concerned about losing some of his muscle mass. He watched the other patients with a look similar to what a wolf would give to prey it was too lazy to go after at the moment. He continued his push-ups, counting off in his head. Let the crazies do as they pleased, he’d prefer to keep to himself anyway.
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"Thank you, whoever you are" Helena said when a lady brought her to a room "Wow a what a stupid looking room" She said putting her bag on the ground and looking out the window "Damn I hate my mom sometimes, she brought me to this damn place". Helena fixed her skirt after it got messed up, since she did feel like changing it, no matter how short it really looked, She walked out of the room moving her brown hair out of her hazel colored eyes when she passed by a room, where a guy was doing push-up "Wow seems to be only one person near my room" She said with a small smirk on her face, not really caring if he replied to her or not.
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There was a sudden weight upon Helena's shoulders as an arm in a purple jacket fell on them, pulling them in close.
"Well, hello! We have a mix-up! They'll take anyone and shove 'em where they can't do any harm these days! Ha-haaa!" Came this chipper, English accent. The arm begins to move Helena away from the press-ups to the rest of the room.
"You know how they say that the first bite is with the eyes? It couldn't be more true! The starter of walking through the same five corridors that they just move around you before the Main Course of this room." Another hand from out the end of the other purple sleeve swept across the room. "Entertainment prospects: Almost none but soooo worth it! There's talking but what about?" Then, the two hands made mouth shapes in front of her face.
"Day one!"
"I found a Moth!" said one hand with a squeaky tone.
"Wow cool!" said the other in the same register.
"Day two!"
"The Moth is dead."
"Oh. OK then."
"Day three!"
"I ate the Moth!" The hands lowered as the girl moves in front of her, staring into her eyes. The scared corners of her mouth camouflaged well with the red around her lips. The porcelain face with the ruined black eye-shadow plus the dark-green hair. Guess who! No, but close.
"Get what I mean? If it was this or prison? Well, at least in prison you can meet interesting people, pick up new tricks or check if your a lesbian or not." She said, with a kind of misty grin on her face. "But if I went to prison, I'd never discover my funnest game!" Her grin widened but the eyes seemed to look through rather than at anything. She span with a brief stumble on the high heels before the eyes framed in splattered soot fell on Alda.
"Who's for 'Lick-The-Germ-Freak!'" The grin seemed to get wider still.
"Well, hello! We have a mix-up! They'll take anyone and shove 'em where they can't do any harm these days! Ha-haaa!" Came this chipper, English accent. The arm begins to move Helena away from the press-ups to the rest of the room.
"You know how they say that the first bite is with the eyes? It couldn't be more true! The starter of walking through the same five corridors that they just move around you before the Main Course of this room." Another hand from out the end of the other purple sleeve swept across the room. "Entertainment prospects: Almost none but soooo worth it! There's talking but what about?" Then, the two hands made mouth shapes in front of her face.
"Day one!"
"I found a Moth!" said one hand with a squeaky tone.
"Wow cool!" said the other in the same register.
"Day two!"
"The Moth is dead."
"Oh. OK then."
"Day three!"
"I ate the Moth!" The hands lowered as the girl moves in front of her, staring into her eyes. The scared corners of her mouth camouflaged well with the red around her lips. The porcelain face with the ruined black eye-shadow plus the dark-green hair. Guess who! No, but close.
"Get what I mean? If it was this or prison? Well, at least in prison you can meet interesting people, pick up new tricks or check if your a lesbian or not." She said, with a kind of misty grin on her face. "But if I went to prison, I'd never discover my funnest game!" Her grin widened but the eyes seemed to look through rather than at anything. She span with a brief stumble on the high heels before the eyes framed in splattered soot fell on Alda.
"Who's for 'Lick-The-Germ-Freak!'" The grin seemed to get wider still.
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Beneath the medication haze, a sense of amusement welled up in Kes as she watched a flamboyantly dressed girl walked in. She remembered the character from somewhere...a TV show, she was sure. One of the many programs she amused herself with while Mum and Dad were away.
"Searching database..." she muttered to herself. That's when she realized these new nanos weren't all they were cut out to be. Sure, they put her in a fuzzy daze, but if she really tried, she could overcome it.
Bah. The old memories were too hazy to resurface. But whatever. She would figure it out once the "medication" wore off. For now, there would only be downhill. She'd be trapped in an infinite loop for the next few hours...but no...she had to fight...
"Processing..." she murmured inaudibly as she watched the made-up villain girl's antics. "Processing." She put all of her focus into taking in the colors of the lunatic's getup.
Ooooh....such pretty colors...
Snap out of it, Kes 2.0! Values. Give me the RGB values of--
"Who's for Lick the Germ Freak!" the villain-girl suggested, and Kes burst out laughing again.
"What a fascinating game!" she blurted happily to no one in particular.
"Searching database..." she muttered to herself. That's when she realized these new nanos weren't all they were cut out to be. Sure, they put her in a fuzzy daze, but if she really tried, she could overcome it.
Bah. The old memories were too hazy to resurface. But whatever. She would figure it out once the "medication" wore off. For now, there would only be downhill. She'd be trapped in an infinite loop for the next few hours...but no...she had to fight...
"Processing..." she murmured inaudibly as she watched the made-up villain girl's antics. "Processing." She put all of her focus into taking in the colors of the lunatic's getup.
Ooooh....such pretty colors...
Snap out of it, Kes 2.0! Values. Give me the RGB values of--
"Who's for Lick the Germ Freak!" the villain-girl suggested, and Kes burst out laughing again.
"What a fascinating game!" she blurted happily to no one in particular.
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The grin rose towards the last who spoke.
"Yes, yes, yes. Back into normal world with us crazies while Bill Gates' Bitch powers down? Well, we'll have to play until she comes back online, won't we!" The cackle that issued from the carved smile shook her shoulders as heels clacked across the floor until to Alda's side. As the cackle, like all symphonies, came to an end she began to draw spit. The deliberately loud noise of a dentist's draining tool dragged on for far too long before she spat the clear globule onto the floor. The eyes fell on Alda again. Extreme anticipation with an appropriate grin.
"Yes, yes, yes. Back into normal world with us crazies while Bill Gates' Bitch powers down? Well, we'll have to play until she comes back online, won't we!" The cackle that issued from the carved smile shook her shoulders as heels clacked across the floor until to Alda's side. As the cackle, like all symphonies, came to an end she began to draw spit. The deliberately loud noise of a dentist's draining tool dragged on for far too long before she spat the clear globule onto the floor. The eyes fell on Alda again. Extreme anticipation with an appropriate grin.
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Rain walked through the door, coughing slightly to announce her pressence. she looked over at the dofferent patients, all shaking or crying or cleaning or staring into space. all normal then. that's good, i'd hate to have to bother anyone. she walked over to a table in the middle of the room. sitting lightly, she picked up a notebook with her name printed neatly on it. she took a crayon and began drawing, using her favorite colors: green, blue, red, and black.
she began drawing, getting more and more detailed, grinning when she was satisfied. she kissed the picture, a few shavings of green crayon appearing on her face as she pulled back the paper. her eyes swept to the dreariness outside, but she continued to smile. she liked the rain, and would later ask if she might be alloud to spend the night outside.
she began drawing, getting more and more detailed, grinning when she was satisfied. she kissed the picture, a few shavings of green crayon appearing on her face as she pulled back the paper. her eyes swept to the dreariness outside, but she continued to smile. she liked the rain, and would later ask if she might be alloud to spend the night outside.
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Alda shrieked loudly. Any medicine that had not worn off was now unnaffective.
"You spit on the floor!" she shouted to the girl. "I was cleaning it and you spit on it!"
She started sobbing, grabbing the tissue boxs and ripping out five of them. She wiped the spit away. Her knuckles scrapped across the floor as she scrubbed furiously. The skin started to turn red as it was rubbed raw. She didn't notice, only scrubbing harder and grabbing more tissues. The box was nearly empty now.
"Y-You unclean, filthy little... so dirty... why, why?!" She looked up at the girl, her eyes red and puffy from crying. "Why...?"
"You spit on the floor!" she shouted to the girl. "I was cleaning it and you spit on it!"
She started sobbing, grabbing the tissue boxs and ripping out five of them. She wiped the spit away. Her knuckles scrapped across the floor as she scrubbed furiously. The skin started to turn red as it was rubbed raw. She didn't notice, only scrubbing harder and grabbing more tissues. The box was nearly empty now.
"Y-You unclean, filthy little... so dirty... why, why?!" She looked up at the girl, her eyes red and puffy from crying. "Why...?"
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Rain gasped, immediatly moving to the girl and pulling her hand away. "wait, look!" she pulled from a small bag she had brought in an odor and bacteria killing spray bottle, confident that any other bottles in the area were empty. she handed it to the girl, along with a sponge. "please, use this. otherwise you'll make yourself bleed more, and you'll be dirty again." she smiled, pulling out another sponge, an offering to helf the girl clean. she stared at the blood on the girls hand funny, licking her lips a bit before turning away.
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Ali looked around again at the room as more people came into the room, one started to do push ups with the cleaning freak started to scrub furiously at the floor, but it was allready clean they had cleaned it before the patients had came in from breakfast. The girl who thought she was a robot was mumbling something as usual there was other people too but Ali had allready got distracted by the trees and birds in the garden.
He bit down on his hand again as his other hand tugged on his hairm grabing a good handful of strands, tugging on it he grumbled lightly before pulling his hand out of his mouth he looked into his left shoulder "yeah, theres a lot of people but therye fine...Five..no Six...including me...yeah but theyre not that bad...no i wont do that....shh..you dig the grave from where you stand...shush" Ali mumbled quietly shaking his head lightly as his spoke. Tapping his head three times he bit down on his hand again returning his gaze to the window.
He bit down on his hand again as his other hand tugged on his hairm grabing a good handful of strands, tugging on it he grumbled lightly before pulling his hand out of his mouth he looked into his left shoulder "yeah, theres a lot of people but therye fine...Five..no Six...including me...yeah but theyre not that bad...no i wont do that....shh..you dig the grave from where you stand...shush" Ali mumbled quietly shaking his head lightly as his spoke. Tapping his head three times he bit down on his hand again returning his gaze to the window.
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Raine walked silently into the room, he glanced around at each patient wondering if they knew what was really going on. Raine had been a patient of St. Martin's Psychiatric Hospital for one year, six months, and twelve days. Raine wasn't really that mentally ill he was just extremely depressed. Raine got so depressed he started seeing his best friend whom had past away. Raine had been here longer than anyone else but that probably because the other patients died of natural causes according to Dr. Williams Smith.
They have no idea whats coming for them..
Raine walked slowly to the young girl who was scrubbing the floor repeatedly. Raine sat on the floor next to her "The sooner you stop cleaning is the sooner they will let you go" he muttered.
They have no idea whats coming for them..
Raine walked slowly to the young girl who was scrubbing the floor repeatedly. Raine sat on the floor next to her "The sooner you stop cleaning is the sooner they will let you go" he muttered.
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Ali looked over to Raine who had just entered he watched as him spoke to the girl cleaning the floor revealing that the sooner she stopped the sooner she would be released. So what did Ali have to do to be released so he could go back home? Part of him wanted to leave so he could go home, but the other side of him wanted to stay here it was safe and he was recieving medicene to help stop the voice giving him wrong thoughts.
Perhaps he could speak to Dr.Williams when he came on his rounds to see the paitients. Tapping his head he watch Raine and the girl " no...it's safe here..somethings are strange but...what do you mean by that?...shush" He converesed with the voice in his head looking at the clock he nodded quickly "doctors making rounds..."
Perhaps he could speak to Dr.Williams when he came on his rounds to see the paitients. Tapping his head he watch Raine and the girl " no...it's safe here..somethings are strange but...what do you mean by that?...shush" He converesed with the voice in his head looking at the clock he nodded quickly "doctors making rounds..."
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Raine slowly got up from where he had been sitting "That poor girl" he muttered, he knew she wouldn't give up cleaning that easily "I wonder what Dr. William will do to her" he accidentally blurted out. Raine realized what he had said out loud so he quickly reacted by covering his mouth with his hand, he glanced around to see if anyone heard him. Raine drew his attention to the guy watching the clock carefully "Why are you here?" he questioned. Raine was the nosy type even though he was shy he liked to know other peoples business.
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Ali jumped again as Raine approached him and asked why he was here. Looking down at the floor at first he shook his head quickly before realising that Raine had asked him a question. "Theyre's voices in my head...they....tell me to...to do things.." Ali explained the best he could tapping his head again he turned around quickly looking around the room again. "If he wants to ask just let him...he's curious" he mumbled into his chest, he began watching the clock again his right hand returning to his mouth again.
He had seen Raine around before but he hadn't spoken to him as he never really spoke to anyone.
He had seen Raine around before but he hadn't spoken to him as he never really spoke to anyone.
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Raine gave him a friendly smile "I hear voices too but i can make them go away" he muttered "I bet you could make them go away too" he said cautiously. Raine moved closer to Ali "Your names Ali, right?" he said curiously "I'm Raine, but you already know that" he muttered. Raine glanced around "So many new patients" he whispered to himself.
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Ali nodded enthusiastically when Raine asked wether his name was Ali "yeah..yeah i'm Ali..." When Raine mentioned about him making his voices go away he titled his head in confusion "How do you...." His voice trailed of as he thought someone call him "...make your voices..go away.. is it medicene?" he asked turning to face Raine. He wondered if Dr Williams made Raines voices go away. perhaps it was some sort of therapy that they provided if you were here for a long time. Ali had only been here for a few months but he didn't really know how long he had been here.
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The Wicked Witch of the West would have struggled to match the cackle that came from her mouth as she about faced. She clacked across the room again, straight for Raine then sat next to him.
"Far, FAR too much time!" She completed the quiet sentence. "I already know what I'll need to keep cheery." Her arm wrapped around Raine's shoulders and watched the boy talk and noding enthusiastically when Raine asked wether his name was Ali
"Yeah..yeah i'm Ali..." When Raine mentioned about him making his voices go away he titled his head in confusion "How do you...." His voice trailed of as he thought someone call him "...make your voices..go away.. is it medicene?" he asked turning to face Raine.
"No!" She slid in, "Summoning squirrels to that they can chase them off helps. Make sure their red though because their less antisocial than the grey bastards." A grin with a little eyelash flutter.
"Far, FAR too much time!" She completed the quiet sentence. "I already know what I'll need to keep cheery." Her arm wrapped around Raine's shoulders and watched the boy talk and noding enthusiastically when Raine asked wether his name was Ali
"Yeah..yeah i'm Ali..." When Raine mentioned about him making his voices go away he titled his head in confusion "How do you...." His voice trailed of as he thought someone call him "...make your voices..go away.. is it medicene?" he asked turning to face Raine.
"No!" She slid in, "Summoning squirrels to that they can chase them off helps. Make sure their red though because their less antisocial than the grey bastards." A grin with a little eyelash flutter.
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Raine shook his head "The medicine? don't ever take the medicine!" he blurted out "You get better without it" he muttered. Raine rolled his eye "Don't you have better things to do rather than talking about squirrels!" he said aggressively "Erm.. do you mind" he muttered, he drew his attention to Quips arm "i kinda need my space".
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Marcy Kyrel
"Nothing is wrong... Nothing is ever wrong..."
Leif Soul
"I'm crazy Not stupid . . ."
Syd Kerouac
There is more to this world than meets the eye.
VictoriaAnn
I am a shadowy figure
Justin Fitzpatrick
I don't know if your real, I don't know what real is.
Leisel Crowning
Went crazy - tried to kill her bro - even more crazy every second
Panic Gaspar
"I'd rather people love me or hate me than have no opinion of me. Indifference is scary."
CJ McCallister
"They put my here because its safe, they can't get me here"
Emily P. Miller
" They told me I don't belong, I lost my sanity. But I sometimes I think its them that lost it. "
Zoe "Quip" Ellas
"Am I overdressed?"
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Hailey Skith
"You live, you learn, you crash, and burn.
Alistair James Wilson
A regressed silent (will edit)
Leif Soul
"I'm crazy Not stupid . . ."
Emily P. Miller
" They told me I don't belong, I lost my sanity. But I sometimes I think its them that lost it. "
Raine Beckham
"You have to believe it, and you hate it. I don't have to believe, it and I think it's beautiful."
Leisel Crowning
Went crazy - tried to kill her bro - even more crazy every second
CJ McCallister
"They put my here because its safe, they can't get me here"
Rain Grim
a young, blonde girl who seems happy: her reason for being there is a mystery.
Dr. William Smith
"You see that? They all assume I'm a patient because of this cane."
VictoriaAnn
I am a shadowy figure
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Panic Gaspar
"I'd rather people love me or hate me than have no opinion of me. Indifference is scary."
Diego Di Luca
"I remember everything."
Marcy Kyrel
"Nothing is wrong... Nothing is ever wrong..."
Alistair James Wilson
A regressed silent (will edit)
Emily P. Miller
" They told me I don't belong, I lost my sanity. But I sometimes I think its them that lost it. "
Syd Kerouac
There is more to this world than meets the eye.
Hailey Skith
"You live, you learn, you crash, and burn.
Dr. William Smith
"You see that? They all assume I'm a patient because of this cane."
Leif Soul
"I'm crazy Not stupid . . ."
Justin Fitzpatrick
I don't know if your real, I don't know what real is.
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Re: [OOC] Lunatic
Quick question. When will everything go down hill for the patients? For some reason, I keep thinking of something like Silent Hill to happen :P
I know it won't but still, funny to think of the hospital suddenly being swarmed by Pyramid Head and an army of faceless nurses. Then everyone goes even crazier... or feels right at home.
I know it won't but still, funny to think of the hospital suddenly being swarmed by Pyramid Head and an army of faceless nurses. Then everyone goes even crazier... or feels right at home.
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
Apologizes for not posting my heads been mush these last few days and it's just been hard to get my person jump started... lol
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sorry guys i don't think i will be able to participate in this rp, my life has kind of gotten a lot busier with exams and assignments coming up, sorry again
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Does anyone know what's happened to Mindscrew? I think I've been waiting long enough.
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
Sweet :D
And by the way, I can't wait to see how everything will go down hill (or hit rock bottom) for the patients.
And by the way, I can't wait to see how everything will go down hill (or hit rock bottom) for the patients.
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
you can't escape! because your on an island surrounded by guards and you cant swim 200 miles without being killed
yeah of course you can!
yeah of course you can!
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
I've started to escape. I guess an alarm ought to be raised at some point but a silent one. That way, no patients are alerted and spooked into hysterics.
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Yeah, that's the first post. The tab is going back to front, down to up, if that makes any sense.
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
hey was there some part of this roleplay i missed or is the first post really "I messed up the first one," this is my first roleplay on the roleplay tab so i'm a bit of a noob
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
Well drat I have to leave. I have a date tonight and plans tomorrow so I won't be on till either late tomorrow or early Saturday, :) in my defense.... I didn't know about the plans till just now.
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
Ha ha thanks :) ha ha character is kind of based of me (the super hyper and chipper part) ha ha ha.
I love Final Fantasy, but I seem to be the only one super excited about Versus XIII :) ha ha everyone I talk to doesn't know it even existed... :) and thanks I made it myself ha ha :)
I love Final Fantasy, but I seem to be the only one super excited about Versus XIII :) ha ha everyone I talk to doesn't know it even existed... :) and thanks I made it myself ha ha :)
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
Your character seems awesome, what will happen with her next? and hey! nice final fantasy icon ;)
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
Hi :) ha ha hope you don't mind I posted, sort of an intro to my character :) ha ha aha ha :) I'm a bit out of my comfort zone, like everyone else. I'm used to scifi or Fuedal era roleplays :) thought I'd try something new to expand my horizons and this roleplay seemed like a good pick :). I'm a bit of a nerd too :) ha ha but aren't we all. so thats all :)
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
Gonna have to sign off for now. Hopefully nothing too big will happen....
Again, I apologize for the little mix up. I'll remember to make my writing more clear in what it's saying next time.
Again, I apologize for the little mix up. I'll remember to make my writing more clear in what it's saying next time.
Re: [OOC] Lunatic
Well you either click "activity" or "posting" then there is writing saying "reply to this roleplay" you press it then it turns into a sheet. After, you write something then you press "submit"