Nightway Mental Institution - Roleplay (Open Accepting Patients & Nurses/Doctors)

[VioletxStorm]

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You find yourself locked away. Locked away in a place far more than just a mental institution. It is your prison. Your home. Your living nightmare. There is no salvation. You find yourself in a deeper part of this prison. Deep under where light never shines and there are no doors, only barred cells, walls, and floors. It is here that you find yourself dragged to, for no told reason.

The mental patients aren't all crazy, only accused of such. It is the year 1937, and no person who has been accused of insanity has ever been seen as innocent, no matter the case. They are always killed or sent here. And you may be one of the 'lucky' ones that had been sent here.

And the so called 'care takers' are usually more crazy then the patients they tend to. At least the ones that take care of the 'special' high intensive care patients. This is where some of you may find yourself. Taking care of the patients in the deep cells.

Rules

✖All rules on the site apply

✖You may have a maximum of three characters unless you have exclusive permission from me

✖Try to keep seperate OOC posts to a minimum (Incude in RPing post if possible)

✖Cursing and fighting is permitted, but please sensor curse words (s*x, f**k, b***h etc)

✖Please avoid any graphic sexual scenes (either time-skip or take it to pm)

✖In each post please include the name of the character (if you have several characters, either have seperate posts for each OR have their name above their respective dialogue/thoughts)

✖There is no maximum number of posts per day

✖Please, be polite and no OOC fighting, cursing or insults between eachother

✖If you have any questions, feel free to contact me or KimEunJung (http://www.modthesims.info/m/6351344) through PM

✖If you ever drop out of the RP, please inform me or KimEunJung (http://www.modthesims.info/m/6351344) through PM or post a suitable end for your character (death, runs away, etc)

✖Each post must have a minimum of 3 lines (exceptions are of course allowed; if your character can't really do anything but reply, waiting for another character etc)

✖Please no page stretching (large pictures, long links etc // If you have a large picture and cannot resize it, send me a link through PM and I will be happy to help)



Me and KimEunJung (http://www.modthesims.info/m/6351344) reserve the right to change, modify, add, and/or subtract rules if the need arises.

EDIT - 8/19/2011

ohmygosh I am so sorry I haven't been on lately!! To be totally honest with you guys, I completely forgot about it! :faceslap: I'm sorry, but I'm back now! And we'll get started!! :D

[VioletxStorm]

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As soon as your profile is posted (which you may do yourself) you may start RPing. Here is the skeleton for the mental patients:

Name:
Age:
Race:
Height:
Weight:
Gender:
Picture:
Condition:
Reason For Being Here (Why you were accused of being insane, what did you do):
Personality:
Biography (Why you did what you did):
Other Information:

Profile Skeleton for Nurses and Doctors ('Caretakers'):

Name:
Age:
Race:
Height:
Weight:
Gender:
Picture:
Condition (If Any; Violent, Spacy etc):
Personality:
Biography (History in the institution, certain patients etc):
Other Information:


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-Alexis puppeted by VioletxAngel
-Blue Riley Berringer puppeted by pluumish
-Jia Mikami puppeted by KimEunJung
-Penny Charles puppeted by Namtab1
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-Bethany Anne Forester puppeted by nerdfighterforlife
-Aimee Danielle Sampson puppeted by caninegoddess
-Audrey Payton puppeted by KimEunJung
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[VioletxStorm]

Picture
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Name: Alexis
Age: 17
Race: Human
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 126 lbs
Gender: Female
Condition: Violent, Unstable, Multiple Personality Syndrome
Reason For Being Here: Murdered her parents and sister
Biography: One night when her parents and sister were calmly sitting around a lit fireplace, Alexis came home, obviously not herself. Her parents tried to calm her down but she lauged hysterically, watching her younger 9 year old sister the whole time. Her father slapped her in an attempt to bring her back to her senses. She took a knife out the folds of her dress and attacked them, killing the three of them. When the police arrived, she was sitting in a pool of her sister's blood, her limp body in Alexis' lap. She was holding the knife, staring at an empty fireplace, laughing hysterically and muttering about being late for a party.
Other Information: Her counterpart, Alicia, is her violent, unstable personality. Alexis only turns into Alicia when she is angry or someone physically harms her; slap, hit, punch, kick, stab, etc. It was Alicia that killed her parents and sister, Alexis doesn't recall anything from that night. She seems to think she is at some sort of party. When she is her counterpart, Alicia, she thinks she is late for the party.

[nerdfighterforlife]

Name:Bethany Anne Forester
Age:20
Race:Caucasian
Height:5'4"
Weight:120
Gender:female
Picture:i am so sorry about this, it seems that i am too stupid and the picture refuses to upload :c
Condition (If Any; Violent, Spacy etc):Diagnosed level one depression
Personality:shy,friendly
Biography (History in the institution, certain patients etc):Alison Forester was a celebrity of sorts, with a wealthy husband and two children. One day though everything was tragically taken away from her when she was found locked in a cupboard and taken to the Nightway Mental Institution. No body believed her that it was her woman beating husband who locked her in. Except one, her younger sister Bethany, then only eighteen, straight away signed onto nursing care staff and took care of her sister. Alison was sent to die two months later by the order of her husband. Bethany still works today at The Nightway Mental Institution in her sister's memory.
Other Information:if you are wondering what happened to alison's kids lets just say her hubby ated them :c Bethany has suffered broken hearts as she tends to get close to her patients, Bethany tends to give advise to those who seek it and listens to those who just need someone to talk to. Bethany's parents died when she was sixteen, she has no children, husband or boyfriend

[caninegoddess]

Name: Aimee Danielle Sampson
Age: 24
Race: Caucasian
Height: 5'6
Weight: 118 pounds
Gender: Female
Picture:
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Condition (If Any; Violent, Spacy etc): None
Personality: Kind, caring
Biography (History in the institution, certain patients etc): Aimee arrived at the institution when she was 22 after graduating from nursing school. She always knew she wanted to help the mentally ill, and being a nurse allowed her to care for patients without worrying about getting too attached. Always ready with a smile and a kind word, she always wants to help her patients and do what's best for them.
Other Information: N/A

[pluumish]

[This seems interesting, I'm hoping it will get started soon? :3]

Name: Blue Riley Berringer
Age: 22
Race: Caucasian
Height: 5'3
Weight: 97 lbs.
Gender: Female
Picture: http://i1080.photobucket.com/albums/j333/pluumish/gawd-1.png
Condition: Anorexia Nervosa//Manic Depressive Disorder
Reason For Being Here: The subject has been admitted for vandalism and attempted arson during a manic episode.
Personality: Reports from close friends and family state that the subject was always an eccentric, but never harmful. She was a painter by trade, but enjoyed all forms of art. She seeped boundless energy whenever she was seen in public or with company and seemed to love being in the spotlight. However, a statement from a close friend we shall call 'Jane Doe' for the remainder of this report, informed that the subject would often--for months at a time--hide away in her apartment ignoring all attempts at communication.
Biography: Concerning the incident, 'Jane Doe' disclosed that it was during one of those months of seclusion that it occurred. 'Jane Doe' informed authorities that she managed to convince the subject to come with her to the local showing of the subject's own art exhibit. 'Jane Doe' quotes her as saying, 'I don't know what might happen, but I will go.' The situation evidently ran awry at the gallery. Upon arriving the subject's condition swiftly worsened, and she slipped into a manic episode. Giggling and smiling, onlookers claim that she first targeted her own artwork and toppled a statue over a patron, crippling him from the waist down. The owners of the gallery reported that she barred the doors before attempting to light the place aflame. A 'John Doe' claimed that she had been heard shrieking, 'How avant-garde! How posh! A new abstract design! It's my greatest design,' and etcetera.
Other Information: Her behavior seems to have leveled with strong doses of lithium. Dealing with the anorexia has been difficult but she has gained a pound since arrival.

[KimEunJung]

Name: Jia Mikami
Age: 13
Race: Asian/Japanese/Chinese
Height: 54
Weight: 119
Gender: Male
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Condition: PTSD,
Reason For Being Here (Why you were accused of being insane, what did you do): Jia's father was a soldier who invaded China along with the Japanese. He fell in love with Jia's mother XiaoMei Lee and ran away from the Japanese army to aid the Chinese. The two traveled around China, helping those more unfortunate and came across Jia in a burning village. Jia, at the time, had no known name because he spoke no words.When the war began to escalate Jia's 'father' found the perfect opportunity to get him out of the country. Before they could leave their plans were told to the Chinese army and the village they stayed in was destroyed all except for Jia who woke mysteriously unharmed.
Personality: Distant, but caring in his own way.
Biography (Why you did what you did): Jia can't remember the incident. He doesn't remember how he got to (whatever country they are in) but he knows he'll have to do whatever it takes to survive and get revenge..
Other Information: Jia has dream; dreams that seem much to real to be just that, a dream. The closer he gets to his fourteenth birthday the more vivid and disorientating the dreams become. Sometimes he has difficulty separating dreams from reality.

Profile Skeleton for Nurses and Doctors ('Caretakers'):

Name: Audrey Payton (Dr. Payton)
Age:46
Race: Caucasian
Height: 5'5
Weight: 178lbs
Gender: Female
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Condition (If Any; Violent, Spacy etc): Temperamental / Extremely manipulative
Personality: Audrey is very demanding. She has ways of getting what she wants and she isn't afraid to use others to get what she needs.
Biography (History in the institution, certain patients etc): Audrey is the institutions second head. She spends the most time in office and looks after the place with care and pride. This institution is her home.
Other Information: Recently Audrey has gotten some particularly bad news. She has been told if the institution does not gain more funding and show that it is functioning properly it will be shut down. As a former patient Audrey will do anything and everything to ensure that this is not the case.

[Namtab1]

Name: Penny Charles
Age: 21
Race: Caucasian
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 90 lbs.
Gender: Female
Picture: Will have a picture to come
Condition: Alcoholic, ADD, Cannibalism
Reason For Being Here (Why you were accused of being insane, what did you do): Ate her own child
Personality:Short tempered
Biography (Why you did what you did): Penny drank way before she should have. Partied, danced, all sorts of bad things. There were very few sober moments and they did not last very long. When she was drunk she was a very different person. Almost kind but she said yes to everything which did her no good. When she found out she was pregnant she wasn't thrilled. She went insane. When she had it, it hated her. The baby was a boy and didn't want anything to do with his mother and she wanted nothing to do with him. Even though he couldn't say it anyone could see he hated her. Once she started the grill she couldn't stop. The poor thing was fried to death. A neighbor saw and called the police. When they arrived she offered them a plate.
Other Information: Penny hates little kids/babies ever since the incident. When she sees one she'll go on a rampage. Drinks *seem* like her only escape from reality and she will go to extreme limits to get one. Even though in her heart she knows she's gone wrong her body seems to tell her differently. She believes there is another escape from her past life besides drinking and she searches to find it.

[VioletxStorm]

http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2011/231/6/4/645964aae11b67120ff5d702178092cf-d475y3j.jpg "Must finish... I'll never get out if I don't... Never, haha! NEVER!" Alexis let out a cackle of hysterical laughter, still painting the wall. She hummed a strange tune as she worked, somehow focused on her current task. "It wasn't me..." she mumbled, "It wasn't me, and now they'll all know, they'll know that I'm innocent now!" When she finished, Alexis looked down at her arm, feeling the cut she'd made with a sharp piece of metal she'd ripped off the bed. It's deep... she thought. It'll need atleast two or three stitches. But that's for tomorrow. Tonight... she let the thought trail off as she looked up at what she'd done. On the wall, written in her blood, was 'It wasn't me' in big capital letters. She shivered, letting herself collapse against the cool concrete wall.

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
Aimee walked along the hallway of patient rooms, a small smile resting on her lips. She flinched as the sound of hysterical laughter coming from inside one of the rooms. Glancing at the room number, she frowned, sighed, and shook her head. "Alexis," she murmured, pushing open the door quietly. The rusty scent of blood filled her nose and she winced. Seeing the crimson message on the wall, and Alexis collapsed against it, she moved quickly. "Alexis," she said again, in a more exasperated tone. Gently, she eased the girl onto the bed and locked her into restraints. She slipped out of the room and returned with stitching supplies. It took a few minutes, but soon the wound was stitched up. Alexis remained in restraints; Aimee didn't need an escaped patient tonight. Again, she left the room and returned to clean up the floor. The message on the wall, however, she left alone.

[nerdfighterforlife]

Word had gotten to Bethany about Alexis' self mutilation. Internally shocked, this was the fifth time this week that this had happened. Bethany walked down the halls of the Nightway mental Institution and checked inside each of the rooms before finally reaching the one at the end of the hall. Bethany slowly turned the knob to the door and looked inside and winced. There was a lot of blood. Quickly and ever so quietly she cleaned the wall. Bethany looked down at the sleeping Alexis and took in her face, the up and down of her chest. A tear leaked from her eye, she looked so much like her sister did. Suddenly her eyes fluttered open

[VioletxStorm]

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Alexis stayed asleep the whole time Aimee was in the room. Alexis didn't wake when Bethany entered the room. Alicia, however, did.
Her eyes fluttered open. She breathed in the sweet smell of blood. It would take a while for it to dissipate. She tried to lift her arm, but found that she was restrained. She screamed, thrashing as much she could in her current situation. She might have appeared to be having a seizure, except her screams weren't those of a seizure victim. They were those of pure, red hot rage. Alicia was furious. How could she do this? Alexis did it again! Got me tied up... Well she'll get hers. She cried out before she tried to pull her hand out of the restraint.

[nerdfighterforlife]

Bethany:

horrible shrieaks came from Alexis' body and Bethany took two calming breaths before hitting the button get someone to give her medicene. Howerver it was late, nobody would be up and Alexis would get tended to in twenty minutes at least. Two more calming breaths. "Sweetie, you have to stop thrashing" Bethany said with a slight quiwer in her voice "Aimee put youin bed because you were sleeping." Alexis staring yelling "Honey I don't want you to hurt yourself" tears flowed out of her eyes and she took a step closer "Happy thoughts Alexis, think happy thoughts"

[caninegoddess]

Aimee continued to pace the halls, then she heard the sound of the call button. "I'll be right there," she called wearily. She went into the back and filled a small syringe with a clear liquid. Valium. Then she walked down the hall until she reached Alexis' room. Bethany looked horribly upset. "i've got this, hun, go out there," and Aimee lead Bethany gently out the door. She shut it behind her and turned back to face Alicia. "Alicia," Her voice was soothing. "I need you to stop thrashing for me, alright?" Slowly she advanced towards the bed, syringe in her pocket, not visible. "I'm sure you're very tired. I know Alexis made you angry, but I did this to protect you both, and the rest of the hospital. I don't want anyone to get hurt, and I'm sure you don't either." She continued to inch forward until she was right next to Alicia. "Remember, Alicia, none of us want to hurt you. We only want what's best." And with that, she pressed the needle into Alicia's arm and pushed the plunger down, sending Valium coursing through her veins. She'd be out in a few minutes. Or so Aimee hoped.

[KimEunJung]

Dr. Payton: When Dr.Payton watched as the patients chattered and spewed nonsense among themselves. She wrinkled her nose behind her appointment book and watched. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Aimee turn and make her way down the hall of patient rooms. 'No doubt to calm that retched child' she thought bitterly. A small tug on her long doctors coat got her attention. She looked down at one of the many nameless faces and sighed/ "What is it now?" she asked in a false voice. She could faintly hear the sounds of screaming echoing through the halls as she massaged her temples. The young girl holding her coat spoke softly. "I need to use the bathroom." Dr. Patyon curled her lip at the child, "The find someone who's not busy!" she snapped. Annoyed, Dr, Payton tore the coat from the girls fingers, spun on her heel, and continued out the door. She made a left to the patient hall and walked at a brisk pace past open and closed doors. She slowed when she reached room 16, the plaque on the door reading 'Alexis ( Alicia ),' and pushed the door fully open. She watched as Aimee injected Valium into their most 'unique', as Aimee and Bethany called it, patient. When the two finished their task she cleared her throat to gain their attention. "Bethany, Aimee, as 'important' as it may seem for you both to be in here I would like to remind you there are more patients present in this institution." she said with a fake smile " Although there are many nurses you both know I find you two more competent than the rest. Make some rounds and gather the patients; lunch will be served in twenty minutes." With that Dr. Payton turned on her heels and made an exit.

[KimEunJung]

Jia:

Dr. Payton did not see Jia lurking in the hallway adjacent to Alexis room. No one had seen him. He'd watched everything from the shadows, his mind running rampant. He'd soped to get there sooner; before the doctors. He'd wanted to speak to Alicia. Maybe Alexis too. He signed in his own silent way before turning around and going deeper down the hall. He took a left and entered the rarely used music room. A grand white piano sat in the center of the room. Dust sat softly on its keys and sunlight from the windows extended the pianos shadow to his feet. He smiled and took one step, two steps, three steps, before he was finally in the room. The calm of the still atmosphere washed over him in waves of pleasure as he tilted his head back. He was about to continue forward to the piano when a knock sounded on the open door. He turned his head to look and smiled at...

[KimEunJung]

ooc:

I really wanted to attempt to make this into a lot and upload it. What do you guys think? Should I wait until a bit more has happened in the story?

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
Alicia was out in moments, just as Aimee had hoped. She took a deep shuddering breath before turning to Dr. Payton. "Of course, Doctor," she said quietly, setting off down the hall. Her face expressed her weariness, but she complied and knocked on each patient's door. "Lunch will be in 20 minutes," she said into each room. She almost passed the music room, but she saw someone inside. Politely, she knocked and told Jia that lunch was soon. After alerting all her patients and ensuring that they were all comfortable, she returned to the nurses' station. She rubbed her eyes and sighed.

[nerdfighterforlife]

Bethany:

Dr. Payton made sure to always point out the things that Bethany was doing wrong. She didn't understand why. Aimee had left Alexis' room and Alexis have gone into a deep forced slumber. Sighing Bethany exited the room and passed Aimee as she returned to the nurse's station. Bethany slipped into the music room. It was her favourite place to be. When her sister was alive she would take her in here and play her favorite songs for her. Bethany brushed her hands across the keys and sat down. Bethany's fingers came alive and started to play creating in the air sounds of a waltz. Bethany smiled, she could easily play songs just by hearing them. Bethany played till the last note and then looked up from her thoughts of the play she had seen. Jia was there wide-eyed and staring.

[KimEunJung]

Jia:

As Nurse Aimee made her way from the music room Jia took his place by the piano; he would go to lunch as soon as he finished. As usual Jia loved to enter the dusty room and stare at its lonesome keys. Sometimes he felt that, if he could, he would play the piano forever. Just so that the keys would never be lonely. 'Just like...' he thought faintly, before furrowing his brows. The thought was hazy and distant, almost as if it was a dream. Before he could fully grasp on to it the sounds of heels on cold linoleum chocked him from his stupor. He quickly made his way across the room to the covered coffee table beside the door and hide under. His breaths were quick but soft and his heart thumped like a jagged metronome. He feared it was Dr. Payton coming to make sure everyone was on their way to lunch but, most of all, he feared it was nurse Aimee. He didn't want to disappoint the kind woman by not listening the first time. The foot steps came closer and he quickly scooted himself on to his belly. White shoes and stocking clad legs walked by his head before taking their place at the piano. Jia was stunned; no one ever entered the music room but him. No one that he knew of at least and certainly not a member of the staff. He didn't swell long on his thoughts before the sound of a beautiful waltz sprang from the very fibers of the piano. Jia's heart began to speed up, the jagged pumps of his heart turned to a sharp running beat. His eyes widened as he slowly, unconsciously , removed himself from his hiding place. His legs shook as he slowly pulled himself to his feet. The waltz began to get stronger and Jia could feel his fingers twitch and twitter in excitement. Just when he felt as if he couldn't take any more, as his heart reached a falsetto, the waltz began to slow down, taking on more of a final tone. When the last rung through the usually silent room Jia found himself out in the open and exposed to none other than Nurse Bethany. Her beautiful hair was stunning in the fleeting afternoon sunlight. He watched, enthralled as her eyes peeked from beneath smooth lids. 'This,' he thought,' no...she...she's who this piano belongs to.' With measured steps he carefully approached the piano, his fingers ghosting invisible notes. He raised a hand to the piano, eyes carefully locked with hers before pulling back and away. He couldn't do it. 'It isn't mine,' he thought dejectedly. He stepped back, hand clasped to his chest and bowed his head.

[nerdfighterforlife]

Bethany:

Bethany's heart filled up when Jia bowed to her, no one had ever done that before him. "Jia, I am Assistant Bethany Anne Forester, aren't you hungry? Don't you want to go to lunch?" Bethany questioned the boy and waited for this peculiar little boy's response.

[KimEunJung]

Jia:

Jia looked at her carefully and nodded his head rather slowly. In his head he could see himself walking forward, taking this mystical womans hand and letting her lead him back to the faux reality that waited beyond the heavy metal door. He could see himself smiling, laughing and talking. Actually speaking to someone other than Alicia, someone who others acknowledged was real. But in reality, the one outside his head, Jia nodded once more. He took a step back, and another, before his back rested against the open doorway. He watched with guarded eyes as the nurse continued to study him before holding his hand out to her. He probably wouldn't talk with her, or laugh at her jokes, or sit and spew his feelings, but he'd walk with her. Hold her hand and maybe, just maybe, they would understand each other a little bit more...

[KimEunJung]

Dr. Payton:

Dr. Payton made her way swiftly and quickly through the patient corridor. She joined the throng of navigating patients and took a right before getting to the main hallway. A new patient had arrived today. 'One of many more to come I'm sure,' she thought bitterly. Her heels clicked sharply as she arrived at door 23. The plaque read 'Eduardo Loco'
She knocked sharply before opening the door...

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
Aimee had smiled at Jia as she left to return to the nurses' station. She saw Dr. Payton marching down the hallway, looking purposeful. "What's all this?" She paused at the desk, reading over the new patient's file. Aimee sighed and shook her head. "It's rather unfortunate," she said to herself, leaning forward on the desk. "When a patient willingly checks in here." She sat behind the desk now, where she'd likely remain until summoned.

[KimEunJung]

Dr. Payton:

Dr. Payton gave a forced smile as she entered the off white room. The rooms only looked this way for new comers. All of the long term patients had earned their rights to decor and color as they please. 'Well as long as it meets my standards' she thought smugly. As she entered the room she looked down her nose at the man sitting in the chair. 'Hm,' she thought, 'beady eyes, wrinkled face, thinning hair. Three months of rehabilitation then back to his white collar job.'

Dr. Payton cleared her throat loudly before looking down at the file in her hands, "Eduardo Loco... lets see here. Thirty five years old, six feet two inches, my oh my, one hundred and eighty pounds," she exclaimed, "We got a big one, eh? Alright lets see... date of birth da da da...residential information blah blah blah..oh, hallucinations." she said. She gave him a penetrating look over the folder and smiled coyly, "Well you'll fit right in. My name is Dr. Payton. I don't run this institution, at least not yet, but until a higher up removes me from my position I am the law. You just make sure you you remember that." she said tauntingly. She crossed her arms over her chest and paced closer. "Your not a child Eduardo, so I'll tell this to you straight. Do not disrupt my institution. I am here to help you not quiet your outburst. You will be assigned a nurse," she said, opening the folder," ah Aimee. I expect you give her respect. I'll have no potty mouthing in here. This is my home, and for the time being, yours as well. Let's just get you better quick; the ones who check themselves in never last long and that don't get much funding from the state." she sneered before a faux smile twisted onto her cruel lips. "Mi casa su casa (is that right?)," she said mockingly," show yourself around amigo."
Dr. Payton left the room without waiting for a reply. She grabbed her walky talky and paged nurse Aimee. 'Your've got a new patient," she said sharply,"Attend to him, now. All staff on lunch room supervision please gather your patients and make your way to the dining hall."

[KimEunJung]

Posting as: Eduardo Loco

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Before Eduardo could give his reply to the seemingly rude doctor, the door was shut, and he was left alone again. He muttered, "Stupid woman. She forgot the verb. It's 'mi casa es su casa', but whatever." Eduardo continued to sit in his chair, because he had nothing else to do, and his mind was filled with boredom, loneliness, and the temptation to get out of this asylum as soon as possible.

(OOC)
:faceslap: three years of spanish and I forget my verbs. I'm so terrible!! :sheep:

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
She was sitting with her head on the desk, eyes closed. Aimee jumped when her pager buzzed. At Dr. Payton's order, she leapt to her feet. She trotted down the hall to Eduardo's room. Gently, she knocked on the door and poked her head in. "Hello, Eduardo," she said kindly. "My name is Aimee, and I'll be your nurse tonight."

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
Most women would be taken aback by Eduardo's comments, but not Aimee. She only chuckled and smiled. "I assure you, sir, prostitutes wouldn't touch this place with a thirty foot stick." It was true; they'd never had any issues with propositions. "And if you're certain there's nothing I can get you, I'll go back to the front desk." She pointed to his call light. "Press that if you need me," Though she turned to leave, she didn't walk out until he spoke.

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
She nodded and started down the hall, sitting behind the desk and reading over a few of the patients' files to see how their days had gone. Aimee smiled, seeing there were no major incidents since Alexis had written on the wall last night. The memory made her frown, and she propped her elbow on the desk and rested her chin on her palm. "I'm so sorry, Alexis," she murmured to herself, sighing. "I wish I could help. I wish I could help all of you to get well and leave this place." Aimee chewed on her lip. "It's no place to live."

[nerdfighterforlife]

Bethany:

Jia's hand was held out to her, stunned Bethany walked forward in the music room. The clack of her shoes was the only sound in the room. Bethany stopped infront of Jia, smiled then took his hand. It was cold but sweaty, an unusual feeling in bethany's hand. "let's get you some grub Jia" Bethany stated then pushed open the door of the room that had magic in music.

[KimEunJung]

Jia:

Jia smiled as the warm hand clasped his smaller one. The sounds of pattering feet through the echoing hallways caught his attention vaguely. They walked slowly, pacing themselves through the halls. As he passes Alecia's room his eyes lingered on the door before turning away sadly. 'Where are you?' he wondered, 'Are you Alexis or Alicia?'

They continued on to the cafeteria, passing the nurse station where nurse Aimee stood looking wonderingly into space. He wondered where her mind was. 'Fat away', he thought, 'just where I want to be.'
He stopped suddenly and pulled on Nurse Bethanys hand and looked at Aimee expectantly.

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
Blinking a few times, Aimee snapped out of her trance to look down at Jia. At his words, she looked at him with sorrowful eyes and a sad smile. "And how I wish I could take you there, sweetie." She sighed. "That isn't up to me; it's up to Dr. Payton. I'm just here to care for you, she makes all the final decisions."

[VioletxStorm]

OOC

I am so sorry I haven't been on lately, guys! School starts next week and it's been hectic here. I won't be able to continue until things are settled a little bit, so at the most by Wednesday next week. Sorry! =D

[KimEunJung]

OOC

I am so sorry I haven't been on lately, guys! School starts next week and it's been hectic here. I won't be able to continue until things are settled a little bit, so at the most by Wednesday next week. Sorry! =D

Thats okay! We'll do a pause scene for you or something like that, haha. No worries and I hope you enjoy your new school year!!

[KimEunJung]

Jia:

Jia nodded sullenly before turning and slightly tugging on the hand holding his. As they continued down the halls their steps echoed until they came face to face with...

[KimEunJung]

Dr. Payton:

Dr. Payton sat stiffly in her office looking over documents and other important stuff. She stared wearily out the window and startled as the phone gave a sharp ring. Her hand reached out and automatically her monotone voice rang out, "Nighway Institution for the Mentally Unstable this is Dr. Payton speaking how may I help you?" The voice on the other line went on and on and Dr. Payton listened attentively but absently. When the call finished she hung up hurriedly before flipping the intercom switch. "Nurse Aimee and Nurse Bethany report to my office. Now."

[nerdfighterforlife]

Bethany:

"Nurse Aimee and Nurse Bethany report to my office. Now." Dr. Payton's irritated voice rang out from the intercom, making Bethany jump. "Jia I am going to have to leave you here, would you please report in to the lunch time supervisor?" Bethany waited for Jia's reply but none came,she smiled at Jia, turned and walked hastily out of the good smelling cafeteria. on the way to Dr.Payton's office Bethany bumped into the always good looking Dr.Jacobson. "hello sir, going to check on Alexis?" Bethany asked "Yes, i heard you were there during her panic attack"Dr.Jacobson replied "Aimee injected Vallium into her blood stream, she should be waking soon. I should rush off now" and with that the conversation was over. Bethany entered Dr. Payton's office. Someone Bethany thought she ould never see again was sitting beside Dr.Payton. "Dr. What is this?" Bethany asked shocked.

[pluumish]

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OOC: Guys! So sorry for my absence during all of this character development. People are over at my house too much. 'xD
I'm sorry for this awkward interjection in your posts. I tried to make it as smooth as possible. u-u

This routine, it's growing old.
Her eyes opened, lashes batted, the pupils adjusted to the florescent lighting. Awaiting her was a cold cell, barren, with only stiff cot resting her head. The mattress felt like iron and the springs had left bruises in her skin. All this was a giant cage to trap the wild animals--but it wasn't a zoo; it was a lab for rats to be pumped with chemicals. Blue knew exactly why she resided in this place, even after such a pleasant dream. Her own mischief created this, but really, was such isolation necessary? She needed medication, not an insane asylum. At least, this is what she believed.

She managed to rise up in the cot; wrapped the covers about her frail body, but it didn't stop the shaking. The tremors never ceased. Her eating habits left her body frail and weak. One pigeon's meal a day, sometimes a pump crammed down her throat. Blue felt like an old woman, counting down the moments. There were times she felt herself so close to dying it reminded her of the mock near death hallucinations she had experienced smoking DMT during her days as an artist.
What is kind of life is this anyway? In a place like this, I'd rather die.

She knew of the others but rarely even made eye contact. Alexis, the young one with split personalities who had supposedly killed her own family. Alexis she feared. Jia, the small boy, she enjoyed seeing him about. She had spoken few words to him, but he offered something comforting that she couldn't understand. Perhaps it was the maternal nature instilled within her to protect such a young thing, but Blue was afraid for him in this place. She did not trust the nurses. She never made to harm them, the lithium doses were too strong. Blue only cast a spiteful glance or an occasional snide remark, usually whispered--out of earshot. The nurses kept her next to an alleged cannibal. Burning down a building, doing a few drugs, in her opinion, was nothing compared to eating another human being.

Nothing added up in the asylum. Each day consisted of the same routine, and over the course of six months she had grown to know every detail of the place. Yet, something still felt wrong. An eerie sense of mystery lingered about, as though there were something that she had missed. Hidden rooms? Maybe. Hidden agendas? Most likely. The staff was certainly ominous. The janitors that passed all had a crazed look in their eye, and even a few of the so called 'caretakers' felt off. Some seemed more batty than Alexis. However, she really hadn't noticed it until that incident during the third month of her entrapment in the asylum. They had allowed her to room with another ex-arsonist due to good behavior. She had been a sweet girl, but Blue could barely remember her name--something like Paula or Patrice. One night, unable to sleep, they had exchanged a conversation regarding a staff member experimenting with sedation drugs on a patient and sometimes dragging them off somewhere, only to return the patients with fat lips, gashes, and bruised eyes.
Blue shuddered. She hadn't thought of that girl in a while.

It's scary, really. How the next day, after she told me all that. . .they took her away, and I never saw her again. They wouldn't talk about it at all. . .They just moved me into a room even deeper within the asylum. My other room had windows, and I was next to. . .much saner people. What happened? What happened to make them move me into this hell? I had been nothing but quiet and obedient. . .what happened? Suddenly, a rap at the door snapped Blue from her thoughts.

Just outside she could make out some nurse, dressed in her stark white uniform. She wasn't sure which it was. They all looked the same, blending into the walls and the decor. The door was unlatched and the nurse all too cheerfully called for lunch.
F*ck you, you fat wh*re.

Blue wanted to scream, she wanted to take one of the nails suspending the cot and stab her in the eye, drill it into her brain. She wanted to get her by the collar of her uniform and scream, I want answers about this f*cking place. I want ANSWERS, but instead, she smiled.
"Of course, love. I'll be going now."
Blue slipped past the nurse and into the hallway, the nurse's voice echoed down the empty corridor, "Now make sure you actually eat something this time, we don't want to have to use the pump again do we? And make sure you go straight to the cafeteria. I have my eye on you!"

[nerdfighterforlife]

occ: i wish i could be that nurse, but my character is kinda in t
hata office. everyone here has amazing writing capabilities!

[pluumish]

OOC: Hmm. . . Perhaps I should edit it so that she gets out? Haha, an escape attempt. Although, I can't think of why the door would be left ajar/unlocked. If anyone thinks I should edit the ending just let me know, otherwise I'm not sure how she would leave the room. . . O:

[KimEunJung]

OOC:

WOW!!! I loved that!! Hm, I've been trying to yhink of a good person she hasnt seen in forever, haha. Sorry I'm keeping you prisoner DX

[KimEunJung]

Dr. Payton:

Dr. Payton smiled as Bethany entered the room. The man in the red chair stood tall, his long black hair was pulled in to a loose pony tail at the nape of his neck. His blue eyes glittered softly in the dim lights.
"Dr. What is this?" Bethany asked.
Dr. Payton laughed softly. "Bethany. This is Tristian. Tristian has recently been appointed by a, higher authority." she said sourly. " He is not a full time doctor, however. He however is here to take evaluation of the staff and to also take Alexis. Bethany I'm sure your capable of handling him, arent you? I havent the time to show him around. Make sure he is well taken care of and for heavens sake don't forget to check on your patients. Now, I'm sure you two have some catching up to do. Out now, hop to it."

[KimEunJung]

Jia:

Jia sat at the long table thinking silently. The food in front of him didn't look as good in the tray as it did written on the menu. They always gave him small portions. Quarter of a sandwich, hand full on salty potato chips, three peace slices, and a small hand full of salad. Sure it sounded great but the sandwich had stale crust, the chips were a bit too salty, the salad withered, and the peaches too sweet. Jia hated sweet things. They made his mouth ache. Suddenly the thought of remaining in the large room became most unappealing. He quietly stood, ignoring the orderly reprimanding him for not touching his food, and left to wander the hallway. His foot falls became his own metronome, his heart beat his own song. No matter how he looked at it, the idea of being predictable weighed heavily on his mind. He didn't know why, but for some reason he felt something other. Something....
Jia's foot falls faltered. His eyes swam as visions, places, people, flew by his minds eye at a rapid speed. His head hurt something terrible. He tried his best to latch on to an image. The image of a young woman with long raven hair and narrow smiling eyes latched on to him. In her arms she held a squirming infant, its tuffs of raven hair clashing with its pale blotchy skin. He felt something familiar. His heart gave a painful lurch, as he fell to his knees. In his mind he looked for more. More details more answers. His breathes grew harsh and his eyes teared up. as his hands gripped his coarse black hair. Breathing became a novelty and as his vision began to dim from the lack of oxygen, his rarely used voice let out one sorrow filled plea pass his cracked lips. "Mama!"

[pluumish]

OOC: Edited the end of my post so as not to mess up anyone's positions. I hope it's okay I took some liberties with an imaginary nurse. Dx

Oh, and, to KimEunJung and Violetx: I was just thinking, maybe it would be useful to create some sort of schedule to put in the introduction post made by Violetx, so it would be easier for people to keep up with what's going on in the RP without having to go pages back to read (once this picks up). It could list the time of day and have the appropriate time in bold, just for example:
Breakfast
Lunch
Dinner

Everyone could, in turn, set that as the title of their posts depending on what is bold on the list, that way if someone popped in after not being on for a few days they could find what is highlighted and look it up in the posts for current activity without unnecessary backtracking. O:
Just an idea. n-n

[pluumish]

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I've got to get out of here soon, or I'll be just like her, Blue thought as she shuffled through the cold, murky corridor. Never knowing who to trust made the idea impossible. Who was honestly mad, and who was like her? She knew there had to be others in a similar circumstance to her own, but she didn't know how to find them. It wasn't so easy making friends here, for, in this dungeon there were cunning manipulators who would rat you out to the higher ups, and those who could have a breakdown at any moment and shriek like a banshee alerting all staff nearby.

The smell of rancid food wafted past, and soon she stood in the doorway of the cafeteria. The sight made her want to vomit. A sea of moans lifted from the tables and nurses were everywhere helping victims cram poison down their throats. The ones that could eat by themselves slowly shoved the slop in their mouths, not talking amongst one another, never making eye contact, never disobeying. Blue frowned as she scanned the over this empire of waste. These battered people need a revolution. . .

Blue wasted no time slipping away from the cafeteria. She walked swiftly down the hall, keeping an open ear and a trained eye peeled for the staff. There was much to lose if she got caught snooping around the asylum. She had heard of what happened to those in solitary, even the sweetest would enter a wild rage after buckling under the pressure.

She came to a halt somewhere close to the old music room, having heard a whimpering cry. Blue bit her lip and brought her hands to her chest, clutching the area around her heart. Who could that be? Or. . .what could it be? The wail sounded ghostly as it tossed about the corridor, and Blue couldn't help but think of the girl that never came back. What if. . .?

At the source of the cry, she found not the ghost of her missing companion, but rather a small boy who appeared to be writhing in pain. She watched as he collapsed to his knees, and she could barely catch the faint hiss that passed his lips. Had he called out for his mother? Blue padded softly over to the boy, for fear of startling him and worsening his condition. She kneeled down beside him and came to a startling realization, "Jia!"

She wrapped her arms around the small things' shoulders, now truly concerned for someone other than herself for the first time since that girl. Who did this? Could it be that it was the same people that hurt her. . .? Although she knew the chances were slim to none, she couldn't help but let that sinking fear inch over her body.

"Jia, Jia, it's okay," she whispered as she held his shoulders, rocking back and forth. She didn't want to call the nurses. She was afraid what they might do if they discovered she had been outside of her designated area, and also afraid that they might cast their anger over Jia. She did not know what his privileges and limitations were.

[caninegoddess]

OOC: I just started school this week, I'm so sorry for taking so long to post!
Aimee:
Aimee's shoes clacked lightly on the hallway's floor as she walked along. She heard voices, and with a frown, turned to peek down one of the corridors, near the music room. She stepped closer and heard gasping breaths. Blue's voice, soft and gentle. Quietly she entered the room. When she saw what was going on, she watched for a moment before clearing her throat and speaking in a kind tone. "Blue, if you need me to, I've got him. I promise you, he won't come to harm." Her heart ached for these men, women and children. They didn't deserve this.

[nerdfighterforlife]

Occ: I am going camping for a few days, and will not be back and able to post until th 31st. So sorry!

Bethany: hurt and anger filled Bethany's head. This vile man was the reason her beloved sister was gone. You couldn't want more than revenge against him, to lock him up in one of the punishment cells and let him die a painful slow death. Bethany taking steps tword him just made her hear tspeed up. Her breathing rate increased and then, the world went black. Bethany was in a different place where her sister was alive and happy, there was no hurt anger or lies. Most of all the people at the instituion, all of them were free an treated. I must be dreaming, bethany thought "though, this is the most beautiful dream I have ever known" Bethany had intact fainted.,

[pluumish]

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A shuffle came from just behind, and Blue scrambled to her feet. She nearly felt animalistic and invincible for a moment, as though entering a manic episode, and she felt as though she would tear the woman to shreds. She would not let anyone hurt the young thing writhing on the ground. Even if it meant solitary, or lobotomy, or whatever the capital punishment in the hellhole was--she would defend Jia. Her fist was balled so tight that her fingernails were puncturing the skin, she was about to raise her arm when the nurse spoke,
"Blue, if you need me to, I've got him. I promise you, he won't come to harm."

Taken aback, Blue's sudden rush of adrenaline left as quickly as it had come. A nurse had really just said that? Perhaps this one is different? Her world was essentially turned upside down at that moment, and she did not know how to handle it. Never had a nurse spoken in such a way in front of her.

Normally it's, 'Get back in your room now before I alert such and such. . .sometimes even a swift slap across the cheek or a syringe in your arm. . .

Regaining some composure, Blue couldn't hide her frustration, "What's wrong with him? Did they do something? Did that Doctor do something to him?" Her brow furrowed. "This place is really f*cked up, lady. Do you realize what's going on?"

Images of her old companion rang throughout her thoughts.

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
Wincing, she watched Jia as he continued to writhe on the floor. She bit her lip hard, tears stung her eyes but she blinked them back rapidly and took a few shallow breaths before she could speak. "He's having a panic attack." The words hung in the air for a moment as Aimee walked closer. "He has post-traumatic stress disorder. Did he say anything before he started...?" She let her sentence trail off. "To my knowledge, no, nothing was done. Though I agree, this is a hell hole. We're understaffed, don't have enough money, and most of our staff have no idea how to treat our patients." Her fingers curled into her palm, nails digging into her flesh. A shudder ran over her body. "Blue..." She paused. "I'm so sorry."

[pluumish]

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"He's having a panic attack."
Blue stood there seeped in a toxic silence. The young woman appeared to be just as concerned for Jia's safety. The strange nurse had glossy eyes and a quivering lip; actual human emotions shone across her face. No other staff member held this disposition, at least that Blue was aware of. Perhaps the nurses truly were in the dark about the strange events occurring in the dark of this weird labyrinth. Or perhaps this nurse was an informant to a higher up, lying through her teeth.
No, I'm being paranoid.

Blue felt questions rising, but she locked them away for now. There would be many, many more days within the asylum and far more opportune times to ask these questions. And she needed Jia safe before she could dare to ask. . .who that dark man had been that dragged her companion off into the depths of the labyrinthine asylum. . .

The nurse spoke once again, lingering closer to Blue and Jia, "He has post-traumatic stress disorder. Did he say anything before he started...?" She let her voice leave her for a moment as she collected herself a bit, then continued, "To my knowledge, no, nothing was done. Though I agree, this is a hell hole. We're understaffed, don't have enough money, and most of our staff have no idea how to treat our patients," she drew a heavy breath, and said, "Blue. . .I'm so sorry."

A wave of relief passed over Blue's paranoid mind, and her muscles uncoiled from their rigid state. The nurse transcended her status as a devil and formed before her very eyes as a beacon of hope.
"D-don't apologize," Blue stammered, half in shock half hoping--praying--that she had found a true heart in the asylum, "Please, just help this boy. I heard him muttering to himself just before he collapsed on the ground. I could barely catch it, but I'm almost positive he was calling out for his mother. Please, do something, he's hurting." She cast an anxious glance over at Jia, whose condition did not seem to be improving.

She knew it might be foolish of her to be so trusting right off the bat with this woman, but she couldn't do anything for Jia in her position. I'm just as f*cked as he is, they wouldn't listen to me. The best she could do is hope that the nurse would do the right thing, take him to the infirmary. . .something, anything.

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
Very slowly and carefully, she moved forth and stood over Jia's body. She lifted him gently into her arms and carried him into his room. Before she left, she told Blue, "I'm taking him back to his room to give him something so he'll relax. If you'd like to wait, I'll walk with you for a bit. Maybe help you to realize that not everyone here wants to hurt you." Aimee turned on her heel and entered Jia's room, depositing him onto his bed. She began to sing, very quietly, as she readied a syringe of Valium:
"Baby mine, don't you cry,
Baby mine, dry your eyes.
Rest your head close to my heart,
Never to part, baby of mine."
Tears rolled down her cheeks as the needle punctured Jia's arm and the clear medicine entered his veins.

[KimEunJung]

OOC: Sorry for a bit of lateness, haha. I was sick but now I'm all better. Anyway good story progressing!!! Everyone here deserves a high five! Pluumish I agree with your idea. If everyone can start doing the time thing it will be most appreciated. I don't have control over editing the rules yet so I will post this here.
When you post please use this format. [_(location)_]: Morning/ Activity
Here is an example

[Jia's room]: Evening/ Lunch

or you can simply put

[Jia's room]: Lunch

to just show the activity.

If you are posting under someone in the same scene do this

[Continued]

And at the end of the post do this:

[Continue...] to keep the scene going

or

[Scene end] to end the scene

Don't GodMod when something isn't going you way ( You guys wont do this but it has to be said)

Let me know what you think about this new format for posting. I will do my next post like this. If you don't like it or you want to see a change REPLY to this message with your thoughts and ideas.

[KimEunJung]

[Continued]

Jia:

He could hear footsteps make their way down the hall. Jia's chest seized with helplessness. He was light headed and scared but the dizziness didnt stop. He closed his eyes tight and felt as if there was a shift in reality.

From behind his lids darkness was...electrical. Jia could make nothing out but the thrums of pain. It danced across his eyelids like lightning. He could hear voices, feel arms around his shoulders, but the pain remained. It was empty and full. Limitless and limited. The darkness of his unknown self flooded his veins in remorse and fear. He could feel his hands pulling harshly on his scalp, trying, in vain, to ground him to the earth. Images once again flashed through his mind. Faster than before yet he could just barely make them out.

'Who are you?' he thought. The images wavered before gaining more clarity. It was still too dark but he could faintly make out the sound of crying.

And then he was falling.

Up or down, he wasnt sure, but he screamed. Terror in its purist form whipped him round and round. The wind slashed through this hair like butter, chilling his scalp and sinking in to his thoughts. His voice was raw and it hurt, his screams became torn and gravity pulled small trails of blood from his throat.

The fear was palpable as Jia felt himself being hugged around the shoulders.

Just as he could feel there was an end to the darkness he came to an adrupt halt. His arms were spread eagle, his legs wide and out of control. From his mouth a small drop of blood fell endless in to the darkness. It fell and fell for what seemed like forever before a small 'splat' amplified through the darkness.

And then there was sound.

Foreign words, all of which he could not understand, flew in and out his ears. A womans screams filled his naked ears, raw, hurt, enraged.

"Wǒ de bǎobèi!" she screamed enraged, " Gěi wǒ wǒ de bǎobèi!"

Images swirled to light with the words and there again was the same woman. Her hair was pulled back in a loose pony tail away from her sweat soaked murderous face. Veins stuck out from her stark pale skin and blood caked her hands legs and blankets.

A man was next to her bed, his head bowed and chest heaving. His dark green military uniform clashed with the soft brown colors of the dingy hut, "Nǐ bùnéng yǒu háizi. Bǎobǎo, tā yǐjīng sǐ le."

The woman screamed. A long drawn out wretched sound. "Piànzi! Tā gěi wǒ, gěi wǒ wǒ de bǎobèi!"

Jia could feel himself be lifted from the floor in to warm arms...

The man shook his head before looking up and striking the woman across the cheek. She gave a shocked and incredulous look before he spoke sharply, "Yīng'ér méiyǒu sǐ. Dànshì, bǎobǎo xiànzài shì zhōngguó zhèngfǔ de cáichǎn yǐjí nín de cháng zi. Nǐ kěyǐ mǎi bù qǐ jiàzhuāng. Wǒmen jiāng shā sǐ de nǚhái, bìng cǎiqǔle nánhái!"

"Bùnéng!" the woman screamed sorrowfully. Tears leaked from her narrowed angry eyes as she struggled to rise from the bed. " Gěi wǒ de hái zǐ huíláile! Tāmen shì bùshì nǐ de!"

"Bì zuǐ!" he shouted, ripping a gun from his holster and pointing it at her. He stared the grieving mother down with sharp eyes before motioning to two men standing to the side of the room. "Dáwěi!" he shouted, "Jiù ná yīng'ér, wǒ jiāng cǎiqǔ de nánhái. Wǒmen xiànzài bìxū líkāi"

He could feel himself be laid out on a semi somfortable surface. His eyes cracked briefly to see the sorrow filled face of nurse Aimee. The light in the room became too much as more images pushed themselves forward. He wanted them to stop. 'Please...'

The man nodded before making his way to the side of the womans bed where a make shift cottage was set up. The grieving mother followed his movements and at the last minute threw herself on to the orderly, sending them both stumbling away. A struggle ensured and the room became a scene of chaos. Bloody sheets were ripped from an old mattress as grabbing hands seeked purchase on anything solid.

Baby mine, don't you cry,

The cot was knocked once, twice, before it fell over. The cries of an infant rang loud and harsh through the noise. The second orderly in the corner looked panicked, his eyes roaming to his superior and back to the tied and bound man he was struggling to keep down.

Baby mine, dry your eyes.

Through all the madness no one noticed the dirt covered two year old boy toddle closer from across the hut.

Rest your head close to my heart,

The superior didn't notice as he pointed the gun at the struggling pair; didn't notice as the sweat pooled on his brow as he took aim; didn't notice as he fired.

Silence. As the superior looked from his soldier pushing away the dead mothers carcass, to the infant laying sprawled and dazed on the rugged ground, to the shocked captive and second hand man, his eyes managed to catch the small boy.

Jis struggled to open his eyes. His heart slammed into his chest, strumming with fear.

He watched emotionlessly as the childs glassy eyes went from his face to the dead womans bloody wound. He watched as tears gathered and fell, creating valleys on dirt caked cheeks.

Tears pooled in the corners of his eyes as he struggled to move; to show he was there and awake. 'Help me...please! Wake me up!"

He watched as the boy opened his mouth to let out a wail before he strolled over quickly, raised his gun, and slammed it across the pale cheek.

Never to part, baby of mine.

Jia felt the sharp pain of a needle piercing his skin, sending liquid lava through his veins and straight to his heart...

And like a light; the Jia was out.

[Continue...]

Note: Sorry if this is hard to understand or follow. I've had a terrible time trying to understand how to do bold, italics, and underline. I really don't understand the symbols and UGH so confusing. So I'm going to get a friend to make a tutorial to help along us rp'ers with this process and upload it to here.

[KimEunJung]

OOC: The tutorial has been posted! Check it out!

[pluumish]

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[new scene]

The strange nurse daintily cradled a whimpering Jia into her arms. She walked a short ways into the dark hall, but abruptly stopped as though a thought had struck her.
She glanced over her shoulder, her face obscured by shadow, and spoke in a somber tone, "I'm taking him back to his room to give him something so he'll relax. If you'd like to wait, I'll walk with you for a bit," a pause, then she continued, "Maybe help you to realize that not everyone here wants to hurt you."

Blue's eyes widened for a moment, and then she furrowed her brow.
"Of course," she whispered.

So, she would have a chance to ask her questions after all. Everything felt so bizarre at the moment, as though Blue had just stepped through a gateway to another dimension. She doesn't speak to me like the other staff, but like an acquaintance met on the outside. I want to learn more about her. . .I want to know if I can trust her. The large wall that she had placed around her heart was so easily being chipped away already. As the nurse's light footsteps grew fainter and fainter, a sense of unease trickled its way back into her mind. She glanced about nervously, half expecting the ominous doctor to round the corner. Blue knew little of the woman except that she had a harsh tongue. What she was capable of doing, she was not sure. All she knew was that she did not want to be reintroduced under such circumstance. I could leave. I could just walk back into the caferteria, and then file back into my cell like all the other drones. However, curiosity restrained her better judgement.

She crouched on the linoleum tile and curled her legs into her stomach. With her face buried into her arms, she thought to herself,
Curiosity killed the cat. . .but cats have nine lives. . .right?

[to be continued. . .]

[Namtab1]

OOC: I'm so sorry I haven't been posting I've been busy with school just starting on the 25th (8th grade!). I'm sorry and I'm kinda new at this so if I post something wrong please just tell me.

[new scene]
[Penny: Lunch]
Penny was at lunch. She got her food without a word, ate it without a word, and went back to her room with her nurse again without a word. She felt lonely, she felt like the only weirdo in the world of weirdos. She knew that if she got in any trouble no one would try to help her. No one would protect her from those nurses, those evil nurses. They were ALWAYS there. ALWAYS watching. Never any peace except in her room alone away from reality. Penny easily forgot things and today something happened.

As Penny was walking back from the lunch room she saw a nurse carrying a small child, a small boy. Penny hated children ever since her kid she never trusted them. Sure she hadn't seen one since she was taken here but he thought of them drove her crazy. She saw this kid's face. It troubled her. It looked troubled but peaceful. She kept walking. Something inside of her changed. When she first saw this kid she wanted to kill it. She wanted to get rid of what troubled her. Then she saw his face. She wanted to hold him. She wished she could've had this kid for herself. Maybe she wouldn't have turned out this way. She glance back one more time. Her nurse saw. With his loud voice he said, "C'mon keep walking." It interrupted her thoughts and she forgot everything that had happened, except that face. She forgot the child. Whatever had shifted inside herself and shifted back. But the face, oh that face of mixed emotions. When she got back to her room she curled up on her chair and cried, imagining what could've caused such trouble. She cried herself to sleep. She woke to find herself without words and she sat there staring at wall no thoughts. One song replaying in her head slowly and eerie. The skies were blue and hazy, rarely a storm barely a chill, la la la la la, the afternoons were lazy everything warm everything still, la la la la la, and there was distant music simple and somehow sublime, giving the nation a new syncopation the people called it RAGTIME.

[to be continued]

here's the link to listen to this song just the first part to get an idea
http://grooveshark.com/#/album/Ragtime/395430
It will be listed as Prologue: Ragtime

[nerdfighterforlife]

Occ: I am back early! Yaay.

Bethany, sunset/ nurse accomodations:

breathing on a deep breath Bethany saw blackness. Around filling the air were voices of the other staff. Pretending to still be sleeping Bethany heard snatches of the conversation. " She might not wake" sneered one "well, if she doesn't.." Bethany didn't want to hear anymore. How could so few words hurt a person so much. Anguish and anger filled her veins as she peeled back her eyelids. Bethany sat up and rolled her stiff limbs. Sighing she looked over and wasn't surprised by who she saw.

[caninegoddess]

[Continued]
Aimee:
After making certain that Jia was sedated, Aimee slipped silently out of the room and returned to find Blue where Aimee had left her earlier. She smiled slightly and beckoned with her fingers. "Come and walk with me," Though there was no question in the statement, it was meant to be an invitation. One that, she supposed, might be rejected. She hoped it wasn't; Blue obviously needed someone to trust. And she hoped to be that person.

[Namtab1]

As she sat there humming her Ragtime tune Penny remembered where she got it from. When she was younger she was in a production of Ragtime. She sang all the songs all the time. She danced to them and it was fantastic meeting all those kind people. She wondered why she was suddenly remembering it all of the sudden. After all those years of all that crap why did she remember it now?

[pluumish]

Blue lay there with her head buried in her hands for quite some time. She had heard the whispering rustles of the crazies being marched back to their cells ages ago, but made no move to leave the spot. Above her head a lightbulb sputtered as it reached the end of its cycle. She reflected on the pattern as it flickered on and off, on and off. Silence bore a hole in her thoughts. The hallway felt hot and sticky, and the tile dug into her bones. How much longer could it be? Is Jia okay? Is she going to betray me? What do I do if all of this has been an elaborate plot to just shove me deeper into this pit? No, no, no, I'm being paranoid. . .paranoid. . . She knew it would soon enough be dusk, and she would need to have returned to her cell for the lithium. She thought of faking her intake for the first time upon arrival. Could she get away with it? She forgot what it was like to not feel a constant stupor washed over her body. How powerful she might feel. . . or perhaps she would be her old self? She couldn't know anymore, for she could barely remember the outside. All the images that came forth were merely fragments and clips. A soft sunlight beaming down, silhouetted figures dancing in circles with their arms tracing twilight skies. A soft hum, like the drone of a radiator grew louder and louder in her thoughts and the images glowed brighter and brighter until they were burnt away.

Suddenly, steps sounded down the hall, crisp and new and coming in her direction. She stared anxiously, biting her lip and ringing her hands. A cold sweat broke over her skin. Around the corner came the strange nurse from earlier, a soft smile was woven over her face. She motioned to Blue with the curl of a finger, and softly spoke, "Come, walk with me."

Blue nodded and hefted herself clumsily to her feet. She suddenly felt like a fearful little girl, drenched in dread and perhaps even shyness. As they began their walk Blue stared faithfully at her feet, catching each crack in the floor.
After a tense silence, Blue finally felt herself cracking. She couldn't take it much longer--the anticipation--the need to talk to someone, anyone.

Her eyes shown fiery and bright as she snapped her attention back to the nurse, "I'm afraid of talking to you right now, terrified, as I'm sure you know. I have known nothing but this place for the last six months, literally, I have made no friends. I save my words, normally. But, today I can't take it anymore. I need answers, but more importantly I need someone I can talk to," she paused to catch a breath--the words were pouring out so fast she could barely had time to think about what she was saying, "So. . . what's your name, love?"

[caninegoddess]

Continued
Aimee:
She'd waited until Blue rose to her feet before walking down the hall. Her cheeks still shone from tear tracks. Jia was so young, he shouldn't hurt this way. And no one was helping him. Again her hands balled into fists and she bit down hard on her lip as she walked. Blue started to speak, and Aimee stopped, turning to face her. She nodded every few moments, absorbing it all.

"First of all," she said. "I'm sorry for anything my colleagues have said or done to you. They were obviously not given much sympathy training, nor do they have sympathy or empathy at all." Aimee rolled her eyes.

Taking a deep breath, she went on. "And," She shuffled her feet, looking down at them for a few moments before raising her eyes to Blue's. "I want you to trust me. If you don't, that's okay too. I promise you, Blue, I'm not like them. I'm not a robot yet. I have a heart."

She smiled when Blue asked her name. "My name is Aimee. And I hope my name is not one you'll fear."

[pluumish]

[Continued Scene: Aimee and Blue]

Blue nodded when Aimee introduced herself, and couldn't help feel a sweet relief wash over her. She had many questions ready to present to the nurse, but she felt that she needed to save her most important for a later moment. So instead she chose to keep her words to a minimum, sharing only the superficial concerns.

"Aimee, I'm glad that you wanted to talk. I have some things that I have been wanting to clear up about this place. And as a staff member, I feel you might shed some light on the subject," she cleared her throat and paused for just a moment, "Do you know anything about what goes around here? Like. . ." again she paused, but this time for some time, gathering her thoughts, "I've noticed a few shady looking men, and some women, lingering around lately. They seem strange, and I don't know what they do. They don't seem to be nurses. They wear strange clothes and have a wild look in their eye, and sometimes they interact with the patients."
An image of the girl, her wide green eyes and soft smile, came to mind.

[caninegoddess]

Continued
Aimee:
Aimee nodded as Blue spoke. At every pause she looked back to ensure she was still being followed. Finally, she answered. "It's likely that these strange women and men you're seeing are patients. Unsupervised patients." Her stomach lurched as she swallowed convulsively. Her voice grew low. "They're probably very dangerous." Aimee spun on her heel and looked Blue in the eyes. "I want you," She swallowed again, and her voice shook. "I want you to promise me that you won't try to approach them. I need to let someone know about this later, because letting dangerous, potentially unstable patients roam about unsupervised is unacceptable." She set her jaw and kept walking, more briskly now in her agitation. "I am not angry with you," she said after a lengthy silence. "Please, ask me anything you want to know and I will try to answer them."

[nerdfighterforlife]

occ: i'm wondering, is everybody still alive? Or are we trying to keep it at 69? I'm just worried, it's been nine days and noone's posted.

[caninegoddess]

OOC: I'm still here, I promise.

[emaline the cat]

Name: Marcee Evelyne Eronicse
Age:19
Race: Light Skinned Spanish (As in from Spain.)
Height: 5.3
Weight:95lb
Gender:Female
Picture:(Ehh, One day.)
Condition: Severely Bi-polor and talks to self, Often to male Which she claims 'lives inside her'
Reason For Being Here (Why you were accused of being insane, what did you do): Cut up her Boyfriend with no memory of doing so, Proven by video tape which she aparently set up while she killed him.
Personality: (Female): Edgey and unresponding most of the time~(Male): Flirty and violent
Biography (Why you did what you did): Often as a child she would bang her head on the walls until her head bled. Apparently the Boyfriend had came over to finish a school project, was found under her bed in a small box with a white ribbon.
Other Information: has Completely White hair (Dyed, but has no memory of doing so) often has seisures and claims she is a male, and flirts with nurses (Female) if they do not respond, Becomes violent.

[emaline the cat]

Marcee sat on her bed, her legs crossed and eyes toward the ceiling. "Rose-ros-ro.." she muttered, and said as if replying to someone "The nurse is pretty. You shoul..ask...he..r...out...". Marcee sighed and curled up on her bed. "You're so meannie Rose-Zzi, shes pretty, prettier than me." Marcee closed her eyes and pictured blackness, pictured Stacey her best friend, she remembered that time she turned red when she saw him making out with another guy. Stacie had laughed and smiled at her, he knew she wouldn't tell, she was his best friend. Stacie hadn't visited Marcee sense she'd gotten here, he promised he'd visit her. If he didn't, it didn't matter. She had the wonderful Rose, who only laughed at pain, and smiled at her.

[caninegoddess]

OOC: Not posting until plummish does...or until tomorrow, :/

[KimEunJung]

OOC: I HAVE RETURNED! :D Don't kill me. Sorry to keep you all waiting but I am back in the country now so I will get a move on it! :D


Dr. Payton

Dr. Payton took her job seriously, yes she did. She made sure she knew this facility like the back of her hand long before she was hired, yes she did. So to have the board interfere with her decision making was where she, logically drew the line.

However, being the very patient doctor she is, she decided to play by their rules. No, not for ever, not for long either, but until she could get a grasp on an even better opportunity. And this opportunity came in the for of their newest duchess in distress.

Dr. Payton walked calmly to the door marked 611 Marcee Evelyne Eronicse. 'Another crazy,' she harrumphed in her mind, 'and just before the holidays, how...sweet.'

She knocked on the door twice before making her way inside. The room was bare as bones. Nothing remotely interesting lined the gray walls and she found herself immensely repulsed.

Dr. Payton cleared her throat before smiling.
"Good evening...Marcee, thats a nice name. My name is Dr. Payton. Would you like to tell me why you think your here?"

[KimEunJung]

Should we start a new day? I think a bit of people are stuck...

[caninegoddess]

Good thought. I think we should.

[emaline the cat]

Marcee looked up, her eyes refused to meet the doctor who stood before her. "Beca-use peopllle lyy." Marcee reviewed her words, Why couldn't she say them right? she used to have perfect speech. Rose stood in the corner, his eyes directly toward the doctor who stood there. He asked, "What's that tulip's name?" Blinking, marcee crossed her feet and mumbled "Whattees yoe naim?"

[KimEunJung]

Marcee looked up, her eyes refused to meet the doctor who stood before her. "Beca-use peopllle lyy." Marcee reviewed her words, Why couldn't she say them right? she used to have perfect speech. Rose stood in the corner, his eyes directly toward the doctor who stood there. He asked, "What's that tulip's name?" Blinking, marcee crossed her feet and mumbled "Whattees yoe naim?"

Lets let this be a part of the new day. Copy your post and delete it and I will do the same. That way we can get rolling again.

[KimEunJung]

Day 2

Dr. Payton

Dr. Payton took her job seriously, yes she did. She made sure she knew this facility like the back of her hand long before she was hired, yes she did. So to have the board interfere with her decision making was where she, logically drew the line.

However, being the very patient doctor she is, she decided to play by their rules. No, not for ever, not for long either, but until she could get a grasp on an even better opportunity. And this opportunity came in the for of their newest duchess in distress.

Dr. Payton walked calmly to the door marked 611 Marcee Evelyne Eronicse. 'Another crazy,' she harrumphed in her mind, 'and just before the holidays, how...sweet.'

She knocked on the door twice before making her way inside. The room was bare as bones. Nothing remotely interesting lined the gray walls and she found herself immensely repulsed.

Dr. Payton cleared her throat before smiling.
"Good evening...Marcee, thats a nice name. My name is Dr. Payton. Would you like to tell me why you think your here?"

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
Aimee's steps clicked lightly down the hallway as she made her way to the nurse's station. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. It had been a very long night last night, and despite a few hours of sleep, she was beat. Still, she had to be here for the patients, and so she sat now at the nurse's station, awaiting a call for assistance.

[KimEunJung]

Jia
Jias room

Jia blinked slowly as the world blurred in to color. His tired eyes squinted against the harsh light of the incoming sun from his barred windows. A dull throb in his bladder alerted him as to why he was awake. A small struggle between his will and his body ensured and sure enough his will won. He drug himself from the bed and let out a startled sound as his heavy body took him down to the floor. His eyes stung as his head throbbed in pain but he ignored it. He somewhat steadily grasped the frame of his bed, heaving himself in to a sitting position and taking a moment to breath. His breath came out in ragged pants and he felt light headed. Carefully placing his feet below him he stood shakily and slowly slid his feet to his door.
Pushing open the heavy door he stumbled out in to the hall just in time to see nurse Aimee walk down a different hall. He made a mental note to stop by the nurses station on his way to breakfast. As the bathrooms came in to view he shuffled his cold feet to get more feeling. Satisfied he made his way to a stall, took care of his business and came out to wash his hands. The water was cool against his somewhat flushed skin and he gave in to the urge to run a bit over his face. It felt like heaven. He closed his eyes tight, trying to remember the events from the night before. All that met him was a sharp tempal pain so he gave up. 'there is always tomorrow...' he thought before shuffling out into the halls. As he turned one hall in to the next he found himself wondering how he had become so use to these blank walls. 'Like a mouse in a maze; somehow I'll find my cheese.'
he thought as he approached the nurses station. He looked at Nurse aimee for a second before tilting his head to the side and regarding her silently. After a moment he nodded and said, "Breakfast." before nodding and continuing on to the cafeteria, intent on getting a bowl of fruit for him and the kind nurse to share.

Continue

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
Her head was pressed lightly onto the cold metal, eyes closed. She took in slow, even breaths through her nose. Then, she heard footsteps, and she picked up her head and looked down the hallway. They were light steps, those of a small person. "Jia," she breathed with a smile. She straightened in her chair. Aimee heard the little steps approaching, and she glanced up to see him approach the desk. "Yes, love, breakfast time." As he walked into the cafeteria, she looked puzzled, but since nothing seemed to be wrong and Jia was apparently stable, she let herself relax.

[emaline the cat]

Day 2

Dr. Payton

Dr. Payton took her job seriously, yes she did. She made sure she knew this facility like the back of her hand long before she was hired, yes she did. So to have the board interfere with her decision making was where she, logically drew the line.

However, being the very patient doctor she is, she decided to play by their rules. No, not for ever, not for long either, but until she could get a grasp on an even better opportunity. And this opportunity came in the for of their newest duchess in distress.

Dr. Payton walked calmly to the door marked 611 Marcee Evelyne Eronicse. 'Another crazy,' she harrumphed in her mind, 'and just before the holidays, how...sweet.'

She knocked on the door twice before making her way inside. The room was bare as bones. Nothing remotely interesting lined the gray walls and she found herself immensely repulsed.

Dr. Payton cleared her throat before smiling.
"Good evening...Marcee, thats a nice name. My name is Dr. Payton. Would you like to tell me why you think your here?"


Marcee smiled up at the Dr. Payton. Why she was smiling, she didn't know. "Drr. Paytone nice to meett yu. I'm her cuz' i was framed." Marcee replied still smiling even though it was kind of twisted now.

[KimEunJung]

Jia:

Jia balanced a semi large bowl of fruit in his large hands before making his way back from the cafe to the nurses station. Nurse Aimee was still there, idly staring when he tapped her shoulder.

He showed her the bowl of fruit before placing it on the smooth metal top and picking a melon from the jungle of healthy fruit.

"Melon is the best," he said quietly, "it is sweet but not too sweet. People should be more like melon. What is your favorite?"

Continue

[KimEunJung]

Dr. Payton:

Dr. Payton rolled her eyes. It was always the same thing. I didn't do anything, it wasnt me, they're trying to frame me, and so on and so on.

She gave her best 'Sure I'll let you think I believe you.' face and settled down intent to plan out her weeks schedule while letting the excuses flow.

"Why don't you tell me why you think you were framed and, maybe, how it happened?"

[caninegoddess]

Aimee:
A tap on her shoulder made her startle severely. She whipped around to see it was Jia who wanted her attention. Catching her breath, she followed his hand to the bowl of fruit. His assessment was a much more sophisticated one than she expected from a child his age. She reached over him and plucked out a strawberry, biting into it, letting red juice squirt out and run down her chin. She wiped it away, saying, "I like strawberries." She popped the rest into her mouth, chewed, swallowed. "Because they're rich, sweet. But their flavor is complex; it's also savory. People, too, are complex."

[emaline the cat]

Marcee wanted to rip this Nurse's head off. I mean, why did she have to try to screw her over? It was obvious she didn't believe her. "Yu didn' beleave me" she replied a bit of scorn in her tone. " I wake up, to fin' my Boifend's body under my bed. The en'" She shook her head and turned away from the "Dr. Payton"

[Simsclicker]

((I realize I'm coming in kind of late... sorry about that. It's still okay, right?))
Name: Shila
Age: 7
Race: Jamaican (or so his features say, he has natural dreadlocks but a European accent)
Height: 38 inches (~.97 metres)
Weight: ~35 lbs (~15 kg)
Gender: male
Picture: maybe later...
Condition: Nomadic style Antisocial Personality Disorder (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Antisocial_personality_disorder) combined with Psychopathy (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychopathy)
Reason For Being Here (Why you were accused of being insane, what did you do): He didn't attempt to lie or feel remorse for the drowning of one girl, slaughtering of two hamsters and drowning of an African Grey Parrot (he has a fascination with water.)
Personality: He looks almost like any other kid. Except for the fact he's small for his age. You almost wouldn't notice anything wrong, except for one chilling thing... he doesn't ever seem to start off with the right tone. He always starts off monotone, and without someone to gauge the response, he appears to be completely emotionally separated. A compulsive liar and budding con artist, combined with a completely antisocial mindset, he seems to exist in his own little world, coming out only when provoked (not necessarily meanly, just in any way) or for his own amusement.
Biography (Why you did what you did): "She was mean. She harmed me and the other children. I heard a boy on the playground talking about splashing some of that nasty water from the stream nearby in her face. I thought it was a good idea. I liked that stream. I had spent a lot of time sitting by it. Just observing how life cycled in that area. A few days later I was down there, and I watched a fish eat a frog. A little while later though, another frog replaced the eaten one. And I realized that even though bullies would always exist, that I could break the cycle, for a little while, and there would be not problems. You'll have to ask me later about the frogs and bird. After all, good stories unwind slowly, don't they?" *Stares at you
Other Information: Despite being a pathological liar, Shila is pretty laid back most of the time. Beware the mind games (sometimes even I won't know what he's up too...) and uh... whatever you do, don't poke Jeromy, that little bear he always carries around that looks like a demented, worn-out courteroy. In green and red overalls.
Now, Shila, are those splashes paint...?
(( :wtf: did I get a little too into the character there?))