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 Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 1:43 pm
▣ if I lay here
▣ if I just lay here
▣ would you lie with me and just forget the world? • ● 【Ｒiley Ｃooper】 ● •i| am| living| just| to| breathe Riley listened to Frederick explain his condition. If you're a sociopath, why do they let you wander around so freely? She wrote to him. That seemed strange, if he was walking around with people telling him what to do in his head and plotting how he could kill them all. While she waited, Riley kept an eye oh Sereh and the little girl, in case she needed to step in again.◦ ◇ ◦ ◆ ◦ ◈ ◦ ◆ ◦ ◇ ◦ we'll do it all ▣
everything ▣
on our own... ▣
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 7:13 pm
[[ Okay, I'm a bit confused was Sareh talking to me or the other girl x.x ]]
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 7:30 pm
xlKoralx [[ Okay, I'm a bit confused was Sareh talking to me or the other girl x.x ]] {OOC: Other girl, sorry. Our character's all got distracted by the fit she threw and Riley stopped the doctor and Sereh is trying to make her feel better. Haha You could decide to come join Riley and Frederick if you'd like. I think Sereh's little doodling area seems to have become the center of operations for now XD}
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 7:39 pm
Tigerlvr_Bailey xlKoralx [[ Okay, I'm a bit confused was Sareh talking to me or the other girl x.x ]] {OOC: Other girl, sorry. Our character's all got distracted by the fit she threw and Riley stopped the doctor and Sereh is trying to make her feel better. Haha You could decide to come join Riley and Frederick if you'd like. I think Sereh's little doodling area seems to have become the center of operations for now XD} [[ Okay xD Just got confused for a min lol]]
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 7:44 pm
xlKoralx Tigerlvr_Bailey xlKoralx [[ Okay, I'm a bit confused was Sareh talking to me or the other girl x.x ]] {OOC: Other girl, sorry. Our character's all got distracted by the fit she threw and Riley stopped the doctor and Sereh is trying to make her feel better. Haha You could decide to come join Riley and Frederick if you'd like. I think Sereh's little doodling area seems to have become the center of operations for now XD} [[ Okay xD Just got confused for a min lol]] {OOC: No worries! It happens haha Especially at the beginning when everybody's working on jumping in and finding their place. haha feel free to PM me if you ever have questions about any of it! biggrin }
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 7:46 pm
┏━━━━━━━━━┓
•°¯`•• ĸendra ••´¯°•
┗━━━━━━━━━┛
Kendra watched the Lizzette, Riley, Serah and Frederick. She was curious to why they were here, she stood up walking slowly over to the group she didn't let go of her arms as she grips them tighter she looks up at them. Taking a deep breath she said in a soft voice "Hi..My name is Kendra, Who are you guys?" taking a step back looking them over as she waits for them to respond. Twisting her right foot as hums feeling as though she may have a attack she moves her hands up and down on her arms.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 8:02 pm
 ◦ ＴＨＡＲＥＮ ◦ ＭＩＣＨＡＥＬＳ ◦ Tharen had been sleeping in his room far later than he should have or even needed too, ignoring the screaming coming from outside his room. The thought of facing another day in this place left him favoring the idea of lazing about in his room all day rather than going out among the other patients. The nurses had other ideas though because suddenly one was in the room with him, shaking him gently and telling him that the doctor wanted to see him. "Again? Didn't we do this just recently?" He asked the woman, pretending to still be sleepy even though he had been awake for hours just staring at the wall and daydreaming. She shook her head and replied with "Not since last week. You loose track of time so easily, Tharen. Maybe we should get you a calendar." Then left the room to let him get dressed before he went out to see the doc.
Once Tharen was prepared for the day, he took a deep breath and left his room. He wrapped his arms around himself and gave sidelong glances at some of the other patients as he passed them until he reached the nurse that was to escort him to the doctor's office. Once inside they did the same little dance they always did. The doctor asked how he was feeling, if his nightmares were improving or getting worse, if he was still having thoughts of suicide, and other similar questions that were all too familiar. Tharen gave the same monotone responses that added up to the conclusion that nothing had changed and his symptoms were still just as bad as ever. Once the doctor was done with him he gave Tharen a short nod and waved him off, telling him he could leave. Tharen complied and left with the nurse that brought him back to the rec room with several other patients. Even after the nurse left, he just stood there in the doorway looking around awkwardly with his arms wrapped around himself and hands on his shoulders.
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 10:31 pm
I'm looking at you through the glass
Don't know how much time has past
Oh god, it feels like forever Lizzette Raine Brooks
Patient 006 Lizzette glanced around confused and nervous and then she felt a bit to open so she jumped into the nearest corner, her back facing the walls. She listened as one spoke thier name and asked for hers. ".... Jennie" Lizzette whispered. She wouldn't make any direct eye contact. She noticed that one person had gone down stairs only to come back a very short time afterward. The male... docter looking person had come to greet her at the enterance of this place, and when she saw the male and the stark white walls Lizzette bolted for it. "W-what is this place? W-why is it so..... bright?" Lizzette went to hug the stuffed cat a nice little kid had given her on the streets, but realized that the cat was no longer in her hands. She began to look around frantically for the cat and when she didn't see it up here her eyes filled with tears. ".....M-Mr. K-K-Kit...it-teh is gone...." She snuffled out. "Th-this pl-place i- *hick* -is br-right a-a*hick*-an new an' sc-scary... an'..... an' *hick* now Mr. K-Kit-teh i-is *hick* gone..." Lizzette slid herself down the wall till she was sitting as far against it as she could. She had her legs up so that her knees where in her small chest and she began to try to rub the tears out of her eyes. When the other patients looked at her closely the marks of abuse were still very noticable. Her mostly exposed legs had bruises and cuts, some looking to be quite deep on them as well as plenty of scars from healed wounds. Her arms, and even hands were in much the same condition and it could be assumed that by the way the marks and scars led up and even under her clothing, that the rest of her body looked much the same. The couple of times Lizzette raised her head to gulp down some air, and her neck was exposed, one could see hand shaped bruise marks around the neck. When one was to take a close look at her face they could see that her bottom lip was split and slightly swollen, there were a few gashes, about an inch long, on her left cheek near her ear. Feint scars of past beatings and cuts could be seen in the right lighting, bright lighting- like the whole insane assylem. If one looked closely enough they could see the slightest of a red-ish tint around her mouth and under her nose where the blood was not washed away one-hundred percent in the hurry to get her to this place. Lizzette sat there confused about her situation as well as the gender of the one that had gone down stairs and quickly came back up, nervous because she didn't know where she was as well as due to the sheer number of people in the room, scared of that one male with the glasses, and crying because she lost the one thing that provied her with any comfort as well as a reminder that there is a world outside of horrible events. ((O.ut O.f C.ats: Just a heads up so this mistake is not made again, should have warned you the first time- sorry, when you see // that means that anything after that untill you see another set of // is her thoughs. When she speaks, like in the above, there will be " " instead of // //, my deepest appologies for this mix up.)) But no one ever tells you
That forever feels like home
Sitting all alone inside your head
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Posted: Thu May 21, 2015 11:26 pm
◦ ＴＨＡＲＥＮ ◦ ＭＩＣＨＡＥＬＳ ◦ It didn't take long for something interesting to happen after Tharen entered the rec room. Apparently the person who had been screaming before wasn't done being upset and was now in the corner sobbing. Curious, Tharen stepped a little closer as to get a better look, his movements slow and cautious. He didn't want to upset the girl anymore than she already was. Because the girl was crouched down and Tharen was so tall, he bent down slightly to see her. She must be new to the hospital because Tharen didn't recognize her at all and he had been here for quite some time now. He remained silent as he tried to make out what she was saying between hiccups, her words distorted with tears. A sincere look of worry and concern for the poor girl appeared on his face as he noticed the marks on her body. Her emotional state was enough to make Tharen feel sypathetic towards her but those marks were far too familiar.
"Mm...Mr. Kitteh? Who's that?" Tharen asked. His voice was soft and low, barely more than a whisper and not threatening at all. It held genuine concern in it as well, even if his words were a bit slow and dumb. Tharen looked over at Sereh, who was already trying to comfort the new girl, though it didn't seem to be working too well so far. "Do you know who he is?" He asked her, as if the stuffed animal in question was a real person. For all Tharen knew it was, he wasn't exactly the brightest blub in the box. He did have a heart of gold though and right now all he wanted to do was help the girl find this Mr. Kitteh so that the little red head might be comforted and not so upset anymore.
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 7:24 am
[[ Going to be gone for a couple days, I will try to reply if I can. If not then I will reply when I get home ]]
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 2:41 pm
 ❝If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied,
Illuminate the "No's" on their "vacancy" signs,
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks,
Then I'll follow you into the dark.❞ ╔══════════════╗
Ｊｅｍｍａ Ｌｅｖｙ
╚══════════════╝
"Is this it?" Jemma asked from behind them, walking into the room after yet another twenty-four-hour solitary confinement session. Her voice sounded like a chain-smoker's from her own twenty-four-hour screaming session. "You left him downstairs when you came in, sweetie." She said pushing past the others to hand the little girl the toy. She turned back, her mission having been accomplished. She wasn't here to take over the situation, just to figure out who's toy had been left in the doctor's office. The girl seemed in such a fright, she had probably left in a hurry and forgotten it. Well, now it was back.
Jemma went and sat down on a chair nearest to the situation, curious as to what was going on, but not wanting to commit herself to getting too involved, just in case it was boring. Most things here were boring. Every so often, Jemma found something good she could use to her advantage, but this was only by playing it cool and observing, for the most part. She was also forced her to actually get to know some of the patients here. She liked to tell them stories about things they were afraid of. Sometimes they cried. It was the most satisfaction Jemma could get out of this place. She found it amusing to watch them squirm. ❝Love of mine, someday you will die,
And I'll be close behind; I'll follow you into the dark.
No blinding lights, or tunnels through gates of white,
Just our hands clasped so tight,
Waiting for the hint of a spark.❞ ± : . : ± : . : ± : . : ±
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 10:03 pm
This is me
Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Frederick Black Frederick pushed his glasses up his nose and smirked. He got closer to Riley and stroked her cheek. "Don't worry your pretty little head sweetheart. I'm a sociopath not a psychopath so I'm not really dangerous. I'm more likely to plot and manipulate than actually do anything. And the only person I want dead is our dear old doctor. He hides things from me and that irks me. So keep calm I mean you no harm. Plus I think the voices would like you... If they'd friggin wake up."
This is you~
Master, master, where’s the dreams that I’ve been after?
Master, master, you promised only lies
Laughter, laughter, all I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries
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Posted: Fri May 22, 2015 10:24 pm
▣ if I lay here
▣ if I just lay here
▣ would you lie with me and just forget the world? • ● 【Ｒiley Ｃooper】 ● •i| am| living| just| to| breatheRiley tensed when Frederick got closer to her and ran his fingers over her cheek. She wasn't used to anyone touching her, and she wasn't quite sure whether she was okay with it, but she didn't make a big deal about it. That would probably just be fuel to the fire, and she figured it might be bad to appear anything less than in control to a sociopath.
It actually did make her feel a little bit better after he explained his condition further. That sociopaths only thought about these things but didn't act on them. Riley took back her board. You want them to wake up? Don't you think more clearly without voices telling you what to do? She wasn't too worried about asking, considering how open he seemed on the subject. Besides, you don't know that they would. They could decide that I should be dead too. I probably should be. She wrote next. Riley had never quite shaken the guilty feeling from having lived when her parents had not, but she could never bring herself to consider suicide an option.◦ ◇ ◦ ◆ ◦ ◈ ◦ ◆ ◦ ◇ ◦ we'll do it all ▣
everything ▣
on our own... ▣
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 11:39 pm
This is me
Master of puppets I’m pulling your strings
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams
Blinded by me, you can’t see a thing
Just call my name, ‘cause I’ll hear you scream
Frederick Black Frederick smiled and knocked on his head as he kept stroking Riley's cheek. He laughed and then frowned "They keep me company silly plus the mostly say the same thing. They don't tell me to kill either... Well they did once. Then I blacked out and the person was dead. It's how I ended up here. They tell me to get someone else to do it. Don't you dare say that. I know the voices they'd like you for sure. Anyone who can stand up to the doc is good in our books. I heard about you from nurses gossiping. Those dumbasses can't keep their traps shut. You're a mute do to survivors guilt syndrome but you can't bare to take your own life. I say if you survived then that's what you were supposed to do."
This is you~
Master, master, where’s the dreams that I’ve been after?
Master, master, you promised only lies
Laughter, laughter, all I hear or see is laughter
Laughter, laughter, laughing at my cries
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Posted: Sun May 24, 2015 11:59 pm
▣ if I lay here
▣ if I just lay here
▣ would you lie with me and just forget the world? • ● 【Ｒiley Ｃooper】 ● •i| am| living| just| to| breatheRiley couldn't help but be sort of amused by the relationship Frederick seemed to have with the voices in his head. Aside from the blacking out and waking up next to a dead person part. That was kind of scary. But she supposed they were all here for some reason or another. And she was sure Frederick wasn't the only one here accused of murder. There had to be a handful of them, at least. And they couldn't really be all that dangerous if they were being kept in the common area of the hospital. Riley knew there was a special ward for the extraordinarily dangerous patients.
I suppose by that logic it makes sense that they might get along alright with me. She wrote, looking thoughtful. She felt a sort of pride at being commended on her stubborn attitude. Even though that same stubborn attitude was exactly what kept her here.
Then he mentioned her own problem. She felt her face get hot, but she couldn't decide whether it was out of irritation with the nurses for not being more careful with her information, or anger that somebody she hadn't chosen to tell knew about her situation. Riley realized she had been holding her breath thinking about it and let it out. Then she sighed and took her board up again. Yes, that's true. I don't suppose they decided to go into all of the fabulous details, did they? She asked with a raised eyebrow. She was curious exactly how in depth the nurses were getting on her background. She decided it was them she was irritated with, and not Frederick. He couldn't really help it if he overheard things that those airheads were talking about. ◦ ◇ ◦ ◆ ◦ ◈ ◦ ◆ ◦ ◇ ◦ we'll do it all ▣
everything ▣
on our own... ▣
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