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Suddenly, the doors to the cafeteria burst open with the sound of fiesta music. "Aieeee!!! AHAHAHAA!!!!" Don Kunono, flanked by a good twenty nurses, came dancing into the cafeteria, all laughing and singing. When they reached about the middle of the area, Don turned around and said to the ladies. "Thank you! Thank you ladies! I love you all, But, you should probably get back to work!" He said all of this smiling, and he suddenly held up his stuffed tiger and waved its hand at the nurses. "Nonny-ko said he had a good time as well!" The nurses left, some of them kissing Nonny-ko. The music died down a little, to something only Don could hear, his own walking kind of like a dance. He went to get some lunch.

Name- Nell Logan, or prisoner #666
Mental Issue-- enjoys the mental suffering of others, and can make it happen. always knows the right buttons to push.
bio-- Nell was a quiet kid, and always enjoyed making people go crazy, espescially when no one could prove it. eventually, after a few years, at the age of 26, he was caught and sent to an asylum.
appearance-- has unkempt red hair that covers his eyes, which are, oddly enough, bright red. he is very thin, and prefers not to eat unless nessecary. he usually sits awkwardly, preferring to perch, if you will, than sit like a 'normal human being'
Weapon-- when you can make people suffer with words alone, who needs weapons?
other--hates unexpected company. has a high IQ, just uses it in the wrong way. is sadistic, cruel, and these traits appear often when someone approaches him. through sufficient 'coersion', Nell has 'convinced' the guards to let him have a portable mp3 player, to keep him from driving even an insane man mad.

Name: Alyss Warren
Mental Issue: Alyss is just all around creepy. She draws freakish pictures using crayons and, though she has the ability to sing really well, she enjoys singing in minor keys to freak people out even more. She also has a stuffed animal of a white rabbit named Usagi that she has 'conversations' with. She enjoys to watch people get scared in her presence.
Bio: Alyss was a genius aspiring to be an artist and singer, but abuse from by parents caused her to take on this status of mental health. At first it was an act, but then it started to become a real part of her personality.
Appearance: She stands at 5' and has a slender build. She would be pretty if she would move her long dark hair out of her face to reveal her pale features and startling green eyes. Despite her age, she looks very child-like. She basically looks like this. Just replace the kimono with normal clothes.
Weapon: She's probably one of the more sane patients, so she doesn't imagine spoons as knives. Being scary keeps most people away, but she will use a pillow to suffocate people if need be, though she hasn't yet.
Other: In order to keep her reputation up, she plays creepy music box music or something like this http://youtube.com/watch?v=0DNIaenuI6U on a radio/CD player that the guards allow her to have when she enters a room or talks. She also figured out a way to turn off the lights and place a lone spotlight on herself.

Nell looked angrily at this new disturbance.
"'Sidekick'? bite me, ya popstar wanna-be."
hoping to get some response out of this, Nell pretended to look back down at his food.

Nell smiled.
"you've rendered me speechless." he responded, taken aback.
"very good. since I've only had the guards to insult in quite a long while, my talent has dulled, to the point that I can be insulted by ones such as yourself. you have brought this to my eyes, and thus, you have earned my respect, madamoiselle."
Nell then put his headphones on, and listened to his music.

Alyss smiled in silent satisfaction at the rude guy's reaction. She turned to the dancing boy and tilted her head to the side. "I haven't danced in a long time. I'm sure it must be quite nice to always have music to dance to," she said quietly. She held her stuffed animal out and made it wave at the tiger before turning back to eat.

(talks to a guard (with a door between them)while eating) why are we keeping all the maniacs in one room?
"cause they gotta eat"
don't we usually give it to them in their rooms?
"today's special"
humph *pumps imaginary shotgun*

She walks into the cafitiria without a word and sits down in a corner at the seat at the table Nell and Don are sitting at, with a salad and a carton of milk on my lunch tray. Then shyly and quietly says "Hello." And looks at Nell and Don.