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This Animal I Have Become

This Animal I Have Become

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Enter the asylum. (More Inside)

1,471 readers have visited This Animal I Have Become since HypeR created it.

Introduction

A nightmare. That's what it must be.
A nightmare.

This is about living in the asylum.

You're crazy.
Insane.
Raving mad!
And you know you are.

For awhile, your family just locked you away in a room somewhere in the house.
Then it got worse.

Don't ask me, I'm just the voice in your head telling you what happened, so I don't know why they sent you here.

Tearmainn, the Irish translation of a common English word, back in the day, that translates in English as asylum.
That's right, you're in Ireland you [i]dÚsachtach
!
That also means you're around the craziest people you'll ever meet.

Some of them have been here for years.
Some of them are new crazy's like yourself.[/i]


THE ROLEPLAY:

We will be role playing as if we are in a madhouse in Ireland.
There will be 1 psychologist (any gender) - OPEN
1-2 doctors (any gender) - 1 OPEN - 2 OPEN
1-2 guards (any gender) - 1 OPEN - 2 OPEN
And a few different patients that will have been diagnosed with different psychological disorders.
One will be schizophrenic (someone who hears voices and talks to themselves, for more info. Google/Bing it) - Zak TAKEN by HypeR
One will have DID/MPD (someone with two or more personalities) - Rosie TAKEN to Possibility
One will have hematolagnia (someone who gets "excited" by blood) - Damian TAKEN to Thäntos
One will be a psychopath (there are different types of psychopathic disorders) - OPEN
One will be strongly paranoid (doesn't trust anyone/thinks everyone is out to get them) - Madelyn TAKEN by ChildOfNone
One will be suicidal (someone who is deeply depressed and wants to kill themselves) - Arrow TAKEN by Lucky13Girl
A Sociopath (someone lacks a conscience, acts solely for their own amusement, and most if not all emotions shown are shallow and false) - Harlan TAKEN by Call me Joel
And there will be a few others but those are the main patents. - MUST BE APPROVED


To become a patient at the Tearmainn of the Mad and Insane, just have your parent of guardian fill out the form below...

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[b]PATIENT NAME:[/b]
[b]PATIENT AGE:[/b] (17-30)
[b]PATIENT DESCRIPTION:[/b] (scars, tattoos, skin color, hair color, eye color, hair length, height, weight)
[b]PATIENT PICTURE:[/b] (picture required, must be real picture, no anime, no cartoon, no 3d figure)
[b]PATIENT PERSONALITY DISORDER:[/b] (what disorder does the patient have? how does it affect the patient? how does it affect the people around the patient?)
[b]PATIENT HISTORY/PARENTAGE:[/b] (a short summary of why the patient is here and who there family is and if any disorders run in the family)
[b]PATIENT'S FAVORITE PEOPLE:[/b]
[b]PATIENT'S LESS FAVORITE PEOPLE:[/b]
[b]OTHER:[/b] (other random facts you may want to share about the patient)



Want to become a doctor/guard/psychologist at the Tearmainn? Fill out the form below...

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[b]NAME:[/b]
[b]AGE:[/b] (28-50)
[b]DESCRIPTION:[/b] (scars, tattoos, skin color, hair color, eye color, hair length, height, weight, physic)
[b]PICTURE:[/b] (picture required, must be real picture, no anime, no cartoon, no 3d figure)
[b]PERSONALITY:[/b]
[b]HISTORY:[/b]
[b]FAVORITE PATIENTS:[/b]
[b]LEAST FAVORITE PATIENTS:[/b]
[b]OTHER:[/b] (anything else we should know about the doctor/guard/psychologist)


(I would hope you join considering how long it took me to do this and I worked hard on it.) (A+ on last line ramble)

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Sluggishly, her eyes drifted open just as Julie answered her question. There was no Kelly there because she is Kelly in a way. Yet she would have to speak to each identity in a way that, that specific personality can handle. Only thing was, she would need to learn all of them before even attempting to start psychotherapy. So far, Kelly seemed to be a trouble maker. Maybe the one Rosie would dig out to escape her problems or cope with them. It was just a hypothesis. Julie on the hand had the potential to be just as cunning.

Her personality makes up the sum of identities, which have been split at some point in the past. And is usually due to some individual or multiple traumatic events; causing the formation of multiple personalities. The most common is result of long-term, chronic, severe, sadistic child abuse. To escape, the splitting process becomes their way of coping with emotional intensity, conflicts, huge distress, and intense pain-- far too difficult for any child to manage on their own. So they barricade their pain, locked it away from themselves, and leave it there.

Sonya had dealt with one before, seeing as it is quite difficult. The clinical treatment for someone with DID / MPD is long term. Length, difficulty, and destabilizing dangers of therapy can become difficult for both the patient and the psychologist. The whole point is to condition each personality and eventually get them all to find common ground, merging them together But until then, Rosie --a person with MPD-- would be treated as any other so called normal person. So in turn, Sonya could not confuse her by telling Julie things about Kelly.

"Yes, you're right actually." She responded. "Damian could have relapsed..." She said serenely, eyes falling down to the bandaged wound as she gently laid her hand on top of it. "And, no. I haven't seen them. You might have better luck asking one of the nurses." She rested her head on the palm of her hand, using it as if it were a pillar while absentmindedly staring down to her wristwatch. Seeing as it was near feeding time for the patients according to the schedule.

"So is there anything you would like to tell me, Julie?"

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The explanation offered to him was something he didn't expect, but took it into account all the same. The comment about being 'heartbroken' was the most surprising. How could a psychopath feel heartbrake just by being ignored? Surely it meant that the feminine-looking blond felt something for Damian at least, and Damian intended to exploit that. Now he wasn't trying to use Tristan, but it could have easily been viewed that way, especially since he invited him into his own room with the intention of giving into his 'urges'. Hopefully the blond knew what that meant and wasn't agreeing to something he had no clue about. Surely he couldn't be that innocent to realise what Damian was implying. Oh well, he'd agreed now and the man couldn't keep that stupid smirk off his lips upon knowing that he would be getting something tonight.

Green eyes scanned once more around the room as he listened to what Tristan had to say. It was true they couldn't go together or risk arousing suspicion, so it they would have to take it in turns. His attention then went onto the clock and thought for a moment. They only had an hour until dinner time, unless they would be serving it early, but that never happened around here. Now they had one of two options; go along with what Tristan said and do so now, making it quick with whatever they did in his room, or they wait until after dinner and one of them could sneak out. Waiting would be more riskier as patients weren't allowed to interact after dinner time and guards roamed the halls. Besides, Damian didn't want to wait that long and neither did his body.

He rolled his shoulders and groaned softly, uncrossing his legs and stretching out. The book was placed on his free side and he turned to look at Tristan, his dark green eyes locking with velvet blue ones. Yep, he definitely couldn't wait.

"Alright, alright, go now. You know what number my room is, right?" he asked, though told him the answer anyway. "It's 102. Hurry up and I'll meet you there within the next ten minutes. Don't fuck with anything in my room though." Not that he had much, patients were allowed a lot considering the problems they faced. "Shoo." he pushed him off the seat and towards the door, just wanting him to hurry up already. Damian really wasn't a patient person and the fact he knew he would be gaining something from this made him even less patient.

He watched him for a few moments, waiting until he left, then crossed his legs once more, bit his lip and picked up the book to read. Every so often he would glance to the clock and around, just waiting desperately until the point he could deem it safe to leave. This was hard.

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Julie huffed and checked her pockets again, just to be sure. "I'll ask Athena about it later" she said simply, standing up. "I don't have anything to say to you. No one believes me when I say I'm not sick, and you prolly won't either" she rolled her eyes and stood, walking to the solid metal door. She swung it open and began to walk to the rec room. She kept her eyes forward as she walked through the halls, and none of the various nurses paid her any mind, except for the occasional angry look. She didn't know what they were for, but she didn't want to speculate.

When Julie found her way into the cavernous white space, she walked right over to the table farthest away from everyone else and and sat down. She began to tap her fingers against the solid surface, thinking. They seem to mention this Kelly a lot. I wonder what nutjob she is. Seems like a crazy, anyway. I mean, I would attack the girl too, but not without provocation! Julie began to search the faces of the patents. She racked her brain, and eventually she remembered every one of their names, and still no Kelly. Damn. Oh well... I'll figure it out later she thought, and put her head down on the cool surface of the table. When she was just about asleep, she felt someone tapping her on her shoulder. "What" she hissed. "Go to your room" Athena's voice ordered, and she rolled her eyes. Well, it seemed the two people who hated everyone liked each other just fine. Julie waved her off, but the snapped her head up.

"Hey. Have you seen my ponytails?" She asked, but when the plump nurse frowned, Julie became angry. She hasn't said anything, so she knew, but she wouldn't tell her. "Fine. It wasn't like they were important anyway" she hissed and sat her head back on the surface. She heard the heavy footsteps of the nurse leaving, then the door swinging open and closed. Julie grumbled and cracked her fingers under the table.

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" Tsk. " He mumbled as he watched the other with narrowed eyes, a small smile on his face, eyes cold as always. " Just because I agreed doesn't mean you can treat me like that. " It wasn't really a threat or anything, Tristan often didn't care that much about the way people addressed him or what they said about him. But he felt superior to most of them and had a golden rule about not bowing or breaking, maybe the only thing that kept him sane in the years of his childhood and afterwards. That did involve arrogant men controlled by lust and urges that Tristan could barely comprehend.


It wasn't as if Tristan was asexual, although all his therapists thought that, there had never been an obvious sign to prove the opposite. Despite their theories he had had sex a few times already, it wasn't like this part of him was dead. But it wasn't really that important to him either. It was something he could do to have fun, like reading a good book, watching interesting people, playing a good game. It made no difference for him and that's why they probably all thought that. Tristan didn't really plan to change that if he didn't have to, he was completely alright, it was one thing less they would be looking for to stop him from.

Shifting on his seat, he placed one of his cold hands on the others thigh for a moment, glaring at him just for a second more, before slowly standing up, stretching and leaning back lightly to get his body in working order after having basically sat around all day again. In a way he was starting to get excited, it wasn't like the other didn't pull any reactions from his body, the blond was just much better at hiding them then Damian could ever hope to be.

Smiling to himself, he made his way out of the room and went down the hall in the direction of his own, throwing a glance back at the guard, sighing lightly when he saw the man wasn't watching him. Making sure that there were no footsteps approaching him, he continued calmly, reaching the others room finally and pressing the handle down slowly, slipping in and closing the door behind him as soundlessly as possible.

Now that was worth everything, the feeling of excitement running through his body at the thought that they could be caught. It made everything a bit better, and the possibility of finally getting some of the frustration out of his system , having fun for a bit too , it really seemed like this was turning into a good day. Humming a slow tune to himself Tristan made his way around the room, staring at the few personal items that he could find, wondering what they meant to Damian.

After a few more minutes of contemplating the small boy made his way over to the bed, lying down on it, putting most of his weight on his elbows so he was propped up a bit and had a perfect view of the door. He thought of undressing, but then it would be safer not to in case one of the nurses came in before Damian. He could always say he got confused or something, but if he was naked.. that wouldn't really be a good explanation anymore. Too bad, he really would have liked to see the others reaction to that...

The setting changes from Tearmainn for the Mad to Sessions

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Rubbing his hands together he tried to ease his nervousness from the reason he is here. Wringing his hands together he took a few calming breaths he learned from his previous doctors had taught him to cope with his anxiety. The institute felt the same as the last one he was in, there was that disinfectant smell that seem to haunt him no matter where he goes. It is true he decided to be treated by his own free will but...maybe it was James. Make him feel this uneasiness down at the pit of his stomach. It is just their thinking he and James were completely different he trust the doctors to make him feel better as for James he doesn't trust anyone. His foot steps were soft but to the stillness of the hallway they sound like drums echoing through the hall.

Richard approached the the waiting room and sat down one of those chairs with a plastic back. His restlessness getting to him had made the man fidget a little. He shouldn't be this nervous it was just to meet the doctor who is going to see him frequently. That voice James again cursed at them as the time to his appointment drew nearer and nearer. Why didn't you let me take over? James asked his voice so like Richard's but with a trace of boredom from his drawl. The more meek man can hold a image of his 'double' in his head lounging in the same chair he is but with a much neater appearance than him. No it was not only the voice that had intimidated him the most but his or rather James' they were cold ice blue and completely lack of empathy. "N-no....I'm working on getting better and you're not helping." James pouted a little his expression had resembled a comic fashion of a begging puppy for a treat, more or less mocking his compartment.

"Richard Atkinson?" the man in question looks up with his usual somewhat startled gaze at the female nurse. "Y-yes." he answered nervously getting up to his feet the image of James slowly vanished from his mind. She holds her clipboard to double check his doctor's name before gesturing him to follow her. Nodding a he obediently followed the nurse only two steps behind sub-consciously nervous about getting lost in a place like this. She knocked firmly at the door and said "Dr Asano your patient Atkinson, Richard is here for his first appointment." At the back of the mental patient's mind a dry mocking laugh echoed from the back of his head where James was forced to reside to. He's amused and it grows even more as he prod at the current 'personality' weak wall. The barrier had gotten stronger but not as strong as his influence.

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Seeing as the woman didn't have anything to say to the doctor, Sonya refused to hold her captive. It was never her intentions to make patients feel trapped. In any case, Julie bid the woman a fair well. The aching in her wrist seemed to throb at the slightest glance in its direction. But no sooner than Julie declared her freedom, another nurse came into the room with yet another patient. Still sitting on the chair, the brunette stood up from her chair to address both the nurse and patient.

"Dr. Asano your patient Atkinson, Richard is here for his first appointment." The woman, looked down at her hands before handing the folder over. "He's new and his file finally transferred over.... sorry we couldn't get this to you sooner."
Sonya smiled in reassurance. "It's no trouble." Her eyes traveling from the nurse to Richard. His dark obsidian hair a bit disheveled, light cerulean hues seeming a bit lost. He was handsome all pretenses aside, but it was only a thought that would remain in the vault of taboo. Somethinf she found herself doing for the second time today.

The nurse nodded her head. "Okay, well I shall leave you too it. He shouldn't be much of a problem -- seems compliant enough." She added as a side note, grinning slightly subsequent to her leaving the room.

Returning her attention back to Richard, the young woman stated. "Hi, Richard. It's nice to meet you...and call me Sonya please." With the unopened file in hands, she could only imagine what his condition to be. Perhaps he would be willing to tell her without the preconceived notion. "Feel free to sit down." Upon her words, Sonya took a seat on the leather sofa --carefully as not to disrupt her plastered wound-- finding it the most conformable out of all the furnishings. Casting a glance down to the folder; Richard 'James' Atkinson, she lifted her eyes over to the young man once more. "So, are you going to save me the trouble of reading this file.... Do you know why you're here, Richard?"

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As the nurse led him into the office his eyes wandered around a habit of his to see a very modern setting comparing the other doctors he had seen in the past. Everything about it had described the occupant's character a little. Simple yet an air of calamity the walls weren't glaring white but a soft beige non exhibit any staking hues or anything scream about a busy person. Richard smiled sheepishly as he heard the nurse left a 'comment' about him before leaving. He had gotten use to it, true as for his record it did seem unlikely to not follow the nurses or doctors so diligently.

He raised his gaze as the nurse closed the door and met Sonya's before nervously lowering his gaze a little looking at no where in particular. She's...attractive course he only gave her one glance and he's already have this attraction but it's a physical attraction. The man can feel that presence in his mind James once more probably taking his moment to scan his doctor as well. There was something else but...Richard quickly banished it from his mind. He can hardly keep James at bay for long that's why he's here to either get rid of it or accept that is a part of him. Now he's more incline to get rid of him he won't or rather he doesn't want to be that monster.

"T-thank you." Richard said stammering at the beginning but managed to control his voice and sat down on one of those comfortable couch. She seem nice. The man thought nervously smiling at Sonya even though she really didn't return the gesture he can tell she is not nervous actually fairly confident. "O-oh...um...w-why am I here...I..er..." he fumbled for words that refused to form in his head. After he managed to format a clear answer. "I...have a problem...with um...a voice." Right now he didn't like the last doctor's diagnosis. Why? Because he implied that monster in his head is really a fragmented part of him that had broken away from it's original personality. Ugh! At the very thought it's even more confusing then that movie he had watched before getting arrested. "Um...m-my last doctor said I have MPD or...m-multiple personality disorder. S-so...I...came here to find a way to get better." Cured he would love to be cured from this...monster who wore the same face as his.

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I sat on a chair in the Recreational room, sighing. The amount of time I have been at this place I think would be at least a good whole week. I crossed my legs and looked at the other patients. I began to think to myself. I wonder how they would feel if I killed one of the nurses I thought, chuckling to myself, as if it was a funny matter. As if on cue a nurse came over to me. "Dr O'Neil would like to see you." she stated. I nodded and walked over to an office with the nurse. I flop down on a chair and glance over at an old man with gray hair and glasses.


"Hi Skyler I wanted to tell you that we're dropping your medication." he stated. I shrugged "Whatever." I said. He nodded "You may go now." he said. I got up and walked back into the recreational room and sat down. Really it was boring as hell here. I just got here a week ago after a little "incident" at the grocery store.

I huffed as my hair fell in my face I quickly pushed it away and tapped my foot gently on the floor. I haven't met all of the patients in a week just yet. I crossed my legs and sighed softly.

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Damian would sit with the book held up to his nose, but he didn't read it, instead he watched impatiently as people would come and go. The girl who made Sonya bleed came back along with the fat nurse who got in his way and everyone's way by the looks of it. Dumb bitch took this job way too seriously. At least Tristan had gone before she returned so she knew not of their plan and he was going to keep it that way. Currently she seemed pre-occupied talking with the personality disorder patient, Rosie, her name was, right? Not like it mattered, he just waited until she left once more. Most likely to go and deal with the new patient they were informed would be coming today. Damian once again found himself uncaring about this new patient, all he cared for was Tristan and what he would get out from what they were going to do. His mind wandered to muse over the sweet taste of blood his body contained. It was like cotton candy, just more runnier and thicker. These thoughts were turning him on more and finally he couldn't hold on any longer.

The man stood up abruptly, dumping the book on the couch he had been sitting on and his dark green eyes scanned over the patients who offered him a brief moment of attention before returning to what they had previously been doing. Only then did Damian walk over to the exit, but was stopped by nurse who was curious as to his sudden movements and where he was going.

"Where are you off to, Mr. Mason?" she asked timidly, keeping her distance. A small nurse in stature with baby blue eyes and long blonde hair. She was attractive but not what he was after.

"Back to my room, is that a problem?" he folded his arms at her, scowling. Of course she shook her head quickly and stepped back once more. It was clear she was someone who could easily be walked over. A new recruit; there was a lot of them recently. Her inexperience would not go unnoticed around here, and he could use it to his advantage. Really though, Damian was just pleased she let him leave without another word.

Slipping out and quietly down the hall, he avoided the eyes of everyone who he came into contact with and opened the door to his room, slowly sliding in through the crack and closing it up just as quietly as he had entered. Damian's attention immediately went onto the bed where Tristan was laying, propped up on his elbows and watching him with those dark blue eyes -- almost black -- which he could see himself getting lost in for hours. Not that he planned to, they would have to make this quick to avoid being caught.

Damian smirked quite deviously and strode away from the door, purpose in his step. With one swift motion he had pushed Tristan onto his back and climbed on the bed to straddle him, their eyes locking together and hands supporting himself either side of his head.

"Let's get started then, shall we~?"

//OOC: Me and Luflice won't do this here so don't worry. :3//

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As he stumbled over his words, the woman listened carefully as he relayed his disorder. The nurse had been right when she said the man was compliant. He did not seem to display any signs of aggression so when he mention MPD, the woman brought her gaze to Richard. Multiple Personality Disorder which once again proved much difficulty when being treated. But because the man actually wanted help with his problem. His other personality might have been any somewhat split from his conflicting emotions. Was he aggressive? Was he hyperactive?

Sonya smiled in appreciation of his easy-going mood. Although she would sill need to read the file at some point or another. There was no better time than now. So, her slender fingers opened the file and began to read over the content. Age, full name, birthday day, disorder diagnostics and a bit of history. It would seem James was found to have committed murder -- pleading insanity-- to have the jury acquit him of his crimes. Because of psychiatric evaluation, Richard was shown to have suffered from mental illness due to several factors; childhood being one of them.

"Well, I'm really glad to hear that you want help. And I want you to know that I'm going to be here for you."
Again, her cerulean hues traveled down to her wristwatch. The time for dinner was even closer now, so keeping Richard any longer meant the both would be missing out on feeding time. And just because she small in character, she could nearly eat a cow by herself if given that situation.

"Hm, I guess we will have to resume at another time. If I'm not mistaken then dinner is going to be served soon. C'mon I'll take you to the dinning hall." Standing up in her place, Sonya went over to the door to lead him to the dinning hall.

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He looks around the office his eyes caught her flipping though his file. There was a flash of annoyance shot through him not from him, because well when has he ever been annoyed of someone who he just met? Granted...James is the one who evoked that emotion through him. He really hates seeking help especially something so...trivial. When she spoke once more Richard looks up his smile still have that nervous edge even though she reassured him she will be there for him. He twisted his fingers together as she glanced at her watch, hm?...is the session that short already? "O-oh...already?" he asked standing up from his chair and followed Sonya out the door. "Thanks...this place is a little...confusing to move around." the dark haired man murmured.

There is a reason for that idiot! So deranged people won't be able to escape this place so easily. They don't even have a map to show where to go or where the exit is. Terribly impractical isn't it? It's like they expected patients to be burned alive or something Hearing his...um point Richard grew even more nervous. What he said...isn't true right? Walking down the hall he can tell how...impatient James was a double of himself pushed more and more against a fairly stable barrier. That usually kept him from taking over his other compartment's control so easily.

As they reached the dinning hall he massaged his forehead trying to ease that dull headache that starts to form whenever James hammered harder at the wall. Let me out! I want out! It's been too long! a voice so like his own growled as the headache grew worst and worst. You can't lock me up in here forever! The dinner hall was somewhat quiet other then a little chit-chatter there was a feeling of...uneasiness swept through the place. Not even a roaring fire could help with anything to think the other way. Why? James had stopped attacking his barriers like...he was waiting for a trigger or find a opening to his defenses. What terrifies him more is harming Sonya the doctor he just met only a few moments ago. Darting his eyes around the place once more he wonders what should he do next, get food clearly but...do they... ah... He spotted a line where patients were to get a tray and waited for their food to be served first. He left Sonya's side and went to the line up where he looked a little shorter even with his height was suppose to be decent maybe his confidence shrank most of it. As it was his turn he grabbed a tray and hold it up as the chief served him...chicken breast, peas and mash potatoes. Holding the tray he wander about trying to figure out should he join someone or...find a place on his own. Well since most of the patients were scatter about he took the spot close to the window and poked his fork at the chicken breast. "I hope this is editable."

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Skyler

I spent most of my time flipping through pages in a novel, hey just because i'm labeled as a "Psycho" doses not mean I wasn't smart. When dinner came I closed the book and set it down on the ground, under the chair I was sitting on before I made my way over to the Dining hall. I got some greens, mashed sweet potatoes and some chicken. Now it was time to find a seat to sit. I focused my eyes on a empty table. I sighed softly and sat down at the empty table and crossed my legs, before I ate a bit, before I began to scan my eyes over everyone. I pushed my hair away from my face before looking straight ahead, tapping my foot.

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Settings are the backdrop for the characters in your universe, giving meaning and context to their existence. By creating a number of well-written locations, you can organize your universe into areas and regions.

Navigation

While not required, locations can be organized onto a map. More information soon!

Sessions

Sessions by HypeR

Sessions take place here.

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Collectibles

By creating Collectibles, you can reward your players with unique items that accentuate their character sheets.


Once an Item has been created, it can be spawned in the IC using /spawn Item Name (case-sensitive, as usual) — this can be followed with /take Item Name to retrieve the item into the current character's inventory.

Mobs

Give your Universe life by adding a Mob, which are auto-replenishing NPCs your players can interact with. Useful for some quick hack-and-slash fun!

Mobs can be automated spawns, like rats and bats, or full-on NPCs complete with conversation menus. Use them to enhance your player experience!

Current Mobs

No mobs have been created yet.

Spawns

Locations where Mobs and Items might appear.

Events

You can schedule events for your players to create notifications and schedule times for everyone to plan around.

Permissions

Add and remove other people from your Universe.

Orphanage

By marking a character as abandoned, you can offer them to your players as pre-made character sheets.

Character Portrait: Rosie Clark
19 sightings Rosie Clark played by Possibility
"I don't get why some people like me or hate me before I've met them. It's odd"

The Forge

Use your INK to craft new artifacts in This Animal I Have Become. Once created, Items cannot be changed, but they can be bought and sold in the marketplace.

Notable Items

No items have been created yet!

The Market

Buy, sell, and even craft your own items in this universe.

Market Data

Market conditions are unknown. Use caution when trading.

Quick Buy (Items Most Recently Listed for Sale)

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View All » Add Character » 14 Characters to follow in this universe

Character Portrait: Zak Ciaran
Character Portrait: Madelyn Rayburn
Character Portrait: Damian Mason
Character Portrait: Dr. Addi O'Neil
Character Portrait: Harlan Sheridan
Character Portrait: Arrow McBeth
Character Portrait: Tristan Kenin
Character Portrait: Logan Veltar
Character Portrait: 'James' Richard Atkinson
Character Portrait: Skyler Lillian Mitchell

Newest

Character Portrait: Skyler Lillian Mitchell
Skyler Lillian Mitchell

"Life is like a merry-go-round you never know what you'll get on the other side"

Character Portrait: 'James' Richard Atkinson
'James' Richard Atkinson

A wolf in sheep's clothing

Character Portrait: Logan Veltar
Logan Veltar

"Calm down, will you? Don't waste your time being dramatic."

Character Portrait: Tristan Kenin
Tristan Kenin

.. Make me feel like I am breathing, make me feel like I am human..

Character Portrait: Harlan Sheridan
Harlan Sheridan

"What do you mean, say sorry?"

Character Portrait: Dr. Addi O'Neil
Dr. Addi O'Neil

"What a nice day, don't you think?"

Character Portrait: Damian Mason
Damian Mason

"Like a bite from a vampire."

Character Portrait: Madelyn Rayburn
Madelyn Rayburn

"Theyre after me... All of them."

Character Portrait: Zak Ciaran
Zak Ciaran

"Maybe a little crazy I am...maybe a bit mad be I."

Trending

Character Portrait: Dr. Addi O'Neil
Dr. Addi O'Neil

"What a nice day, don't you think?"

Character Portrait: Harlan Sheridan
Harlan Sheridan

"What do you mean, say sorry?"

Character Portrait: Logan Veltar
Logan Veltar

"Calm down, will you? Don't waste your time being dramatic."

Character Portrait: Skyler Lillian Mitchell
Skyler Lillian Mitchell

"Life is like a merry-go-round you never know what you'll get on the other side"

Character Portrait: Damian Mason
Damian Mason

"Like a bite from a vampire."

Character Portrait: Zak Ciaran
Zak Ciaran

"Maybe a little crazy I am...maybe a bit mad be I."

Character Portrait: 'James' Richard Atkinson
'James' Richard Atkinson

A wolf in sheep's clothing

Character Portrait: Tristan Kenin
Tristan Kenin

.. Make me feel like I am breathing, make me feel like I am human..

Character Portrait: Madelyn Rayburn
Madelyn Rayburn

"Theyre after me... All of them."

Most Followed

Character Portrait: Tristan Kenin
Tristan Kenin

.. Make me feel like I am breathing, make me feel like I am human..

Character Portrait: Harlan Sheridan
Harlan Sheridan

"What do you mean, say sorry?"

Character Portrait: 'James' Richard Atkinson
'James' Richard Atkinson

A wolf in sheep's clothing

Character Portrait: Zak Ciaran
Zak Ciaran

"Maybe a little crazy I am...maybe a bit mad be I."

Character Portrait: Damian Mason
Damian Mason

"Like a bite from a vampire."

Character Portrait: Skyler Lillian Mitchell
Skyler Lillian Mitchell

"Life is like a merry-go-round you never know what you'll get on the other side"

Character Portrait: Logan Veltar
Logan Veltar

"Calm down, will you? Don't waste your time being dramatic."

Character Portrait: Madelyn Rayburn
Madelyn Rayburn

"Theyre after me... All of them."

Character Portrait: Dr. Addi O'Neil
Dr. Addi O'Neil

"What a nice day, don't you think?"


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