Introduction
What you saw, Is not real, merely a figment of your broken psyche. Worry not. We are here to help
After the Great War, Science has completely taken over the world.
A law called Protocol has effectively banned all forms of self expression.
Books, Music. Art. It is all been banned.
Fantasy has been outlawed.
The reason why?
Who knows?
Well...maybe you do.
You've witnessed Magick.
Something people has said was impossible. Not existent. A Fantasy
You've seen it first hand.
Not only that, you have wielded Magick for yourself.
And you made the mistake of telling someone.
Now you are here.
In Jacob Wilhelm's Home for the Wayward.
You have been brought here in hopes of cleansing you of your manic thoughts, fancifully dreams and make you a better, well rounded individual. That's what they told people anyway. You gave your a disorder and are now treating said disorder.
With the help of the Keepers of course...
Isabella Taft|18|Multiple Personality Disorder|FC:Zoe Kravtiz|Story:Beauty and The Beast TAKEN
Yuki Shirio|22|Stockholm Syndrome/Delusions|FC:Ai Takahashi|Story: Snow White|TAKEN
Lance Merrick|20|OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder)|FC:|Story: Rapunzel|Reserved
Kaleb Krown|20|Schizoaffective Disorder |FC:Leonardo DiCapero|Story: Peter Pan| TAKEN
Kaiden Riley|19|Sadistic Personality Disorder|FC:Ezra Miller|Story:Little Red Riding Hood|TAKEN
Gretchen Mara|13|Paranoia|FC:Isabelle Fuhrman|Story: Hansel and Gretel|TAKEN
Henry Mara|12|Anorexia and Agoraphobia|FC:David Mozouz|Story: Hansel and GretelTAKEN
Oscar Jai White|20|Multiple Personality Disorder|FC:|Story:The Wizard of Oz|TAKEN
Prestion Schoot Weirman|23|Narcissistic personality disorder |FC:Chris Evans|Story:Cinderella|TAKEN
Tomas Jones|15|Generalized Anxiety Disorder|FC:Colin Ford|Story: Tom Thumb|TAKEN
Jefferson Harringtion|19|Acute Erethism, also known as Mad Hatter Disease|FC:Milo Ventimiglia|Story: Alice In Wonderland|Taken
Devin Moore|19|(Pediophobia),|FC:Gabriella Wilde |Story: Pinocchio |Taken
Ariella Kane|16|Situational Depression|FC:|Story:The Little Mermaid|Taken
Riley Corvus|20|Nercophilia|FC:Ian Solmerhand|Story:Sleeping Beauty|Taken
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[b]Orientation[/b]: (If I have to explain this then this is not the RP for you)
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Doctor's Notes: Patient: #___ Last Name, First Name.
{Write this from a doctor's point of view.}
[b]Personality[/b]
[b]Likes[/b] atleast 3
[b]Dislikes[/b] atleast 3
[b]Habits[/b]
(Do you bite your nails when your nervous? Do you shake your leg when you're upset? Tell us what you're habits are.)
[b]Skills[/b]
(This is the Magick. What can you do that they don't want you to or want anyone to know that you can.)
[b]History:[/b]
(I'd like 2-3 paragraphs at the least. What did you tell them? What do you see? How did you get here. I want the truth, not what they told you happened
*side note* This you can write from the character's point of view. Have fun with this. I want to see your creativity shine)
[b]Theme Song[/b]: (Give me a Song the Describes You)
1.If you reserve a spot. You have 48 hrs. If I don't hear anything from you by then. You're spot is Open again.
2.I give a dying cow whether or not you like having FaceClaims or not. This RP requires face claims if you don't like it, that's just too damn bad and this RP is not for you.
3.Respect me and my Gms should I have some and other players.
4.This is loosly based off of Fairytales so keep that in mind when you create your character. You can tweak the story however you want. Rapunzel doesn't have to have been locked in a tower.. It's up to you.
5.You can have Fairytales of your own choosing as well. It doesn't have to be any that is listed here.
6.Normal RPG rules applies as this is a mature RP.
7.You MUST reserve your spot. Otherwise you will be reject. I hate doing it so don't make me. Thanks.
8. Majority of the time, I'm on my DS with a ridiculously low character count. So For Reservations, Check the OOC.
9.Do not Join if you don't plan on sticking around. I'll give you a warning but other then that. Your character will be ghosted.
10. No One liners. I'd like at least 1-2 paragraphs at the least.
11. Try not to use the FC's from movie and television adaptations of the stories...It's not very creative.
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"Hello Tsuki," Gretchen said softly as the little bird looked at her. She chirpped a bit and look up at the paranoid girl, who for once was not glancing around the room. After a moment Yuki told her that the little bird liked her and then asked Henry if he would like to hold her.
Henry nodded and held out his hand to the bird, which hopped into his palm effortlessly and chirpped again. He grinned at Tsuki and said 'hello' to her as well. He could feel the apple in his shirt about to fall out and moved slowly to catch it so as not to scare the bird. But he wasn't fast enough and the red fruit fell on the floor, rolling under the table and then stopped next to Yuki. "Oopps," he mumbled and focused his artention on Tsuki. Gretchen looked at him and then at Yuki, ready to grab Henry and run if she had a bad reaction.
Tsuki chirpped again and then hopped out on of Henry's hand and onto the edge of the table.
Ariella wasn't disappointed. The sweet sound of a snowball colliding with someone's face easily made it to her ears. She giggled and looked over the edge of her fort. Kalab was lying on the ground and she was slightly concerned. Had she actually hurt him? But then he stood up and started laughing as well. Ariella grinned and tensed herself for the inevitable response.
"You are a clever one Princess Ariella, but I am the king of the fairies, and now king of the snow people." Several snowballs began flying in her direction, but every single one of them missed her and hit her fort instead. Ariella pouted. Leave it to Kalab to refuse to actually hit her with a snowball. She stuck her tongue out at him.
"Are you really going to stand by after I brutally attacked you?" Obviously, that was a bit of an exaggeration, but this was war. Ariella made another snowball and stood up. She pretended to be aiming it at Kalab, but at the last second tossed it towards one of his snowgiants. "I will vanquish your allies one by one!"
"I'd like that... what should we do?" She wondered. "We could go and get tea in the kitchen, have a picnic outside?" Though it was cold and wet...hm.
"A picnic?" Jefferson's voice trailed off in thought, imagining a checkered red and white blanket and a wicker basket with a chine set inside fit for a little girl, "No, no. We will have our own tea party. Picnics are for children!" He let out a booming laugh at her, causing some of the Keepers near by to send him a withering glare.
Suddenly, Jefferson un folded himself from the couch. He beamed down at the beautiful girl still sitting, holding his hand out to her. Jefferson still wore his pajamas, a wrinkled matching set of pinstriped blue and white cotton ones. They only added to his oddness, along with his hat which was currently stopped back. His dark curls sprung out around it in a wild mess, curling around the brim as if it grip on to the purple fabric.
"Come!" Jefferson motioned with his hand, then reached down and grabbed Devin's and gave her a little tug, "Let's go! Breakfast should be over and we can get my doctor to give us some tea!"
"Jefferson..." She whispered. "I don't think your doctor would like me being around you." She answered simply, her eyes looking up to his with concern and worry.
"Nonsense milady!" Jefferson let out a laugh as he tugged her along the hallway to the cafeteria. The Keepers and kitchen staff were all cleaning up, a few stranglers still chowing down slowly on their meals. He paused and looked back at Devin with a wide grin, "Now, no getting all sad and depressed on me now. I need a bright and cheerful Devin if we are to enjoy tea-time together! Now come, let's see if my doctor is present"
Jefferson's favorite doctor tended to hang out in the kitchen when he wasn't seeing patients. Jefferson believed it was because the doc fancied one of the kitchen staff. But, it was helpful on those good days when the Hatter needed another cup of tea. He tugged Devin with him through the tables towards the door to the kitchen and rapped on the open frame. No one answered at first, just continued to hustle and bustle through the area.
"Doc?" Jefferson called into the kitchen, tilting his hat back to get a better look, "Doctor Fergusten?"
A man in his forties, with a nice head of hair and low hanging spectacles came around the corner with a cup of coffee in hand. He paused, gave Jefferson a 'what are you doing here' look, then let out a sigh, "So, are you here in search of some tea?" The man had a nice, cooling voice that Jefferson adored.
The Hatter nodded his head, pulling Devin into the door frame, "Me and this young lady here want to have a tea party! I was hoping you would be so kind as to help us out Doc..." Jefferson beamed at the Doctor, gripping Devin's hand tightly.
The Doctor looked between the two through his glasses, giving them a knowing look that totally flew right over Jefferson's head. Fergusten let out a sigh and nodded, "I'll go get you a pot brewing, you wait out here. This is a one time thing Jeff, don't expect to keep getting tea every time you bring a girl along"
The Doctor turned and walked off around the corner and Jefferson stood, grinning and gripping Devin's hand happily. They were actually getting a tea party! He hadn't had one since....well since Wonderland!
Devin's concentration broke as her eyes locked on Doctor Fergusten. She noted his mess of hair and the way he glanced in their direction. She softly shrugged and ran a hand against the back of her neck. Doctors made her uneasy. But she liked tea, so that was a plus. Her eyes looked past the doctor in front of them and she heard a soft chuckle behind her. Her head turned slightly.
Riley.
The boy chuckled and leaned against the wall behind her. "Have any dreams lately?" He asked. Devin's eyes narrowed.
"Go away." She warned, her hand squeezing Jefferson's.
"You and the hatboy, huh?"
"Riley..." Devin warned again.
"I should give you some nightmares about him." Devin let go of Jefferson's hand and stepped closer to Riley. He backed up a little. "You wouldn't. Doctors are watching you." He grinned and made his way to the hall.
Devin glared at his back before she turned back to Jefferson and weaved her fingers with his once more.
The Hatter turned slowly towards the retreating back of that horrible fiend Riley, his eyes narrowed into angry slits. He hated that person with a terrible wrath.
Jefferson let out a snort, rolling his eyes before looking at Devin with a softer expression. He did not like Riley, mainly for his unrelenting need to see into others lives...their dreams. He also hated the idea of the man being able to see his dreams of Wonderland for fear of him actually being able to follow Jefferson into his world. The idea of Riley meeting Alice sent chills down the hatted mans back.
He also did not like the way that Riley pestered Devin just now. It was worrisome to think that she had to deal with this mans attention when Jefferson was not around. He had no doubt that Devin could handle herself, but this dream stealing monster could get her when she was least expecting it, in her sleep.
"Are you alright?" Jefferson asked Devin earnestly, "That man....I do not like that man. Please be careful?" He sighed and leaned against the door frame. Fergusten was taking some time with the tea, unsurprising to Jefferson. The man seemed to always take a long time when he was in the kitchen due to his infatuation with a certain staff member.
"He makes the puppets angry." was all she murmured gently. Her hand gently squeezed his. "I'm glad I'm with you, Jefferson." She whispered.
Yuki jumped as the apple rolled onto the floor. “Oopsie.” She said with a smile and scooped up the apple. She personally hated apples but she smiled anyway. “ Here ya go.” She said to Henry, handing them the apple. “ Why was it under your shirt? Is it because you know I don’t really like apples.” She asked him curiously. “ You don’t have to hide it for my sake.” She grinned, ruffling his hair a bit.
Jefferson looked at her with a blank expression, deciphering what she meant by 'puppets'. It was true that he was aware of some of her problems, just through the grape-vine, but in all honesty he did not know truly what was 'ailing' Devin. To him she was just a normal girl with a very interesting personality, nothing that deserved to be thrown into this place for.
But puppets?
In Wonderland, puppets were living beings that lived in tiny little wooden homes in the forest. They had their own villages, religions, and political systems. They rode on wild rocking horses, sometimes even flew on the flying ones. Hatter did not pay much attention to them, as they were a bit stiff for him, but Alice had spent a little bit of time with a puppet from a village near the tea shop. But Devin's puppets....they seemed different then the ones in Wonderland. More sincerity and warped...
"Im glad I am with you too Devin" He said in a hushed, worried tone, flicking his eyes between hers. Just as he said that, Doctor Fergusten and a female kitchen staff member came around the corner with a tray, drawing his attention away from Devin. Jefferson grinned at the sight of two teacups, a cup of sugar and cream, and a boiling teapot. The Doctor took the tray and handed it to Jefferson, giving him a look as he did so.
"Stay in the kitchen and don't do anything you shouldn't be. I'm only doing this because you cooperated so well this morning Jefferson" Doctor Fergusten explained. Jefferson nodded, releasing Devin's hand to hold the tray with both.
"Gotcha' Doc, I'll be good dontcha' worry" He let out a laugh, tipped his hat at Fergusten, and ushered Devin over to a table near by. He set the platter down and sat a cup in front of her and himself, then began pouring the tea expertly.
"How do you take it?" Jefferson asked as he plopped a few spoons full of sugar in his cup, stirring it while smiling at Devin happily.
“Just cream please.” Devin couldn’t have too much sugar. It wasn’t good for her health and it made her pills react differently for her. Speaking of which, she knew she would have to take some more soon. She took a deep breath and watched Jefferson softly. Her eyes locked on his for a moment and her lips turned up into a smile.
“You must like sugar don’t you?” She then asked, now curious about his tastes and desires. She brushed her fingers against the table softly, her fingers tracing the wood gently. Her eyes settled on the doctors around her and then back on Jefferson.
Jefferson blushed, realizing that he may have put a bit more sugar then was the norm. He hastily stopped and reached for the cream, pouring it into the tea until Devin gave him a sign to stop. He set the creamer down and reached for his cup, his eyes traveling across the table as he did so.
As he sipped, the Hatters eyes landed on Devin's hand. He though back to when he had held it and felt the desire once more, but he suddenly felt nervous. Sharing tea with her was a wonderful surprise, but it was also a part of himself that he rarely was able to share. Jefferson flicked his eyes from her hand up to hers, widening slightly as they made eye contact. He did not look away as he normally would have but merely stared into hers as he took another sip of tea.
Oh, what was he to do? He could feel himself growing feelings for this girl, a luxury he had not allowed himself to do ever. Wonderland was full of strange creatures and the only other true human was Alice, a twelve year old girl. On Earth, he had spent all his time here- and who would have ever thought he would find such a beautiful girl locked up in such a place? But, in reality, this put a damper on all his plans. He needed to leave this place, to escape and find his beautiful hat and get back to Wonderland. Oh, how he longed to simple force Devin to come with him, but he did not know how to take a passenger. The White Rabbit knew of how to travel between worlds with others, but he was dead now. Maybe if the Hatter could hunt down the rabbits family...
Suddenly, Jefferson realized he had been staring at Devin for some time. He blinked and looked away, a blush creeping across his cheeks once more.
"Do you like it?" He asked, indicating the tea as he tried to cover up the silence.
The young puppetgirl could see Jefferson's thoughts change as his eyes seemingly grew blank. He must be deep in thought, that much was for sure. But she didn't mind. She took this moment to think her own thoughts...back to where she took her prize so willingly, a kiss upon his person. Oh, she wished she could do that again. But would it put his body into another spasm? She didn't very much like to be the cause of the outcome, but she liked how he felt beneath her lips.
And so, Jefferson broke their silence and her train of thought. When he looked away, Devin felt her head bow as she took another sip from her tea. She did like it, very much so. It coaxed down the back of her throat and filled her whole body with a different kind of warmth. She smiled as she looked back up at Jefferson.
"I do, but..."
There was a pause. Was she to say what was on her mind? She already started the first half of her answer, might as well finish it right? But how would he take it? Those were questions that flooded her mind as she allowed her eyes to settle on his once more.
"Not as much as I do, you."
He cuffed three snowballs in his arms and chucked two at Ariella's snowman and one at her. "Take this snow princess. This is for number three." He said as he through the snowball to hit her dead center in the chest. "The king of the snow people will relish in the thought of the snow princesses defeat!!!!"
Greta lookes at him and then back at Yuki. She disliked how the other girl was always ruffling her brother's hair like he was a dog. But what could she really do about it? She looked at Tsuki, who had returned to Yuki's finger. It seemed that this small adventure of the day was coming to a close, though she wasn't sure she wanted it to. Paranoid as she was about everyone else, she had forgotten how nice it could be to interact with others.
"Well I like you too Devin!" Jefferson answer back in a happy, naive fashion. He grinned at her, sipping his tea merrily. It was strange of her to suddenly say she liked him, I mean, of course she liked him. He would not have tea with someone who did not! And of course he liked her too...unless...a blush unfolded across Jeffersons face. He practically choked on his tea as he set it down, peeking a nervous glance up at her.
She liked him? Well, h-he uh....he did too. He wanted to open his mouth and tell her exactly he thought, but that horribly twitch resurfaced on his left side again. Jefferson refrained from covering it, but a deep frown did cross over his features. He hated this, hated how he was. His twitching problem had not been this bad until the doctors had forced him to take these drugs and now it seemed that he could not go a whole conversation without breaking into a fit.
He needed to answer he properly, or else she would think him a dunce. Jefferson licked his lips, trying to think of a proper way of expressing himself. He opened his mouth, frowned, and closed it once more, then opened it again and made eye contact with her. If only she could read his mind some how, this whole thing would be a lot easier. The Hatter shut his mouth once more, staring at the girl across from him and letting a defeated sigh escape him. Well, he was officially the worst at wooing a girl.
What was she to say? Apologize for the millionth time? She took a deep breath and sighed heavily. "I'm going to get my hoodie.." Lame excuse, but she did look cold. She didn't feel cold, but she felt it for sure. "I'll be back..." Maybe give him some time, would help. She could only hope.
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Lucia Cervantes
"We are getting the fuck out of here."
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"I miss the wind."
Yuki Shiro
"Whistle While You Work."
Lance Merrick
"My obsessive thoughts don't just bother me; they torture me."
Henry Mara
"Don't make me look away."
Gretchen Mara
"Stay away from me."
Kaiden Riley
"In violence, I'm able to remember who I am."
Ariella Kane
"He never loved me."
Tomas Jones.
"Things are okay today, but what about tomorrow?"
Isabella Taft
"I think I am me but... I don't even know who that is?"
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Isabella Taft
"I think I am me but... I don't even know who that is?"
Henry Mara
"Don't make me look away."
Kaiden Riley
"In violence, I'm able to remember who I am."
Yuki Shiro
"Whistle While You Work."
Ashlynn Allison
"I miss the wind."
Lance Merrick
"My obsessive thoughts don't just bother me; they torture me."
Ariella Kane
"He never loved me."
Gretchen Mara
"Stay away from me."
Tomas Jones.
"Things are okay today, but what about tomorrow?"
Lucia Cervantes
"We are getting the fuck out of here."
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Ariella Kane
"He never loved me."
Gretchen Mara
"Stay away from me."
Yuki Shiro
"Whistle While You Work."
Kaiden Riley
"In violence, I'm able to remember who I am."
Ashlynn Allison
"I miss the wind."
Isabella Taft
"I think I am me but... I don't even know who that is?"
Lucia Cervantes
"We are getting the fuck out of here."
Tomas Jones.
"Things are okay today, but what about tomorrow?"
Lance Merrick
"My obsessive thoughts don't just bother me; they torture me."
Henry Mara
"Don't make me look away."
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