Amygdala Infractus- Horror Rp [closed and Dead]

[WinterPatriot]

"Little girl comes to you cautiously, gingerly; does she dare to trust again?
She comes on dark wings, with pink ribbons
wanting pretty things, ice cream
and a place in your heart
She whispers and wants you to listen
She is fragile and strong
Like a milkweed seed
floating, looking for somewhere to land
if you nurture her, she will grow
and bring you gifts of butterflies"

Brice walked up the stairs seeing the doc.She was in trouble the stiches had came out again.She grinned at him as she stopped in front of him.The dead body behind her,she let go if his foot.She pulled on her dog collar,"I do Good?"

"I was an abused child. I was mad, very bitter and very angry.”

[Versell DeHubris]

Doctor Blayke

"Don't lose your head, kiddies<3"

He petted her hair softly.
"very good....however...stick out your tongue."
He sighed softly. Sometimes it seemed like she was acting like his dog, other times it seemed like they acted like father and daughter.
Enan took good care of the serial killers who came to him.
He needed to check her stitches before considering all the possibilities of a family of serial killers though.

[WinterPatriot]

"Little girl comes to you cautiously, gingerly; does she dare to trust again?
She comes on dark wings, with pink ribbons
wanting pretty things, ice cream
and a place in your heart
She whispers and wants you to listen
She is fragile and strong
Like a milkweed seed
floating, looking for somewhere to land
if you nurture her, she will grow
and bring you gifts of butterflies"

Brice closed her eye and smiled,she loved how that felt.Brice frowned and whined a little.She looked down at his feet.She hated the stiches.She thought twice and stuck out her tongue.She coaked her head a little.He knew what was best for her,so she trusted him.He was the only male she trusted.

"I was an abused child. I was mad, very bitter and very angry.”

[Versell DeHubris]

Doctor Blayke

"Don't lose your head, kiddies<3"

He examined her tongue a bit.
"...uh huh...hmm..."
he pulled the goggles up, his blue eyes seemed to smile.
"...bad news is, a few stitches tore out. GOOD NEWS is, they were towards the edges where your tongue has already healed. So you don't need new ones put in."

[WinterPatriot]

"Little girl comes to you cautiously, gingerly; does she dare to trust again?
She comes on dark wings, with pink ribbons
wanting pretty things, ice cream
and a place in your heart
She whispers and wants you to listen
She is fragile and strong
Like a milkweed seed
floating, looking for somewhere to land
if you nurture her, she will grow
and bring you gifts of butterflies"

Brice smiled.It wasn't that often she got to see his lovely eyes.It made her feel better in the inside.She tried staring at her tounge.Going crossed-eye bothered her.She licked her lips and laughed as she scratched her head,"That's great news.Stupid b*****d."She kicked the corpse.

"I was an abused child. I was mad, very bitter and very angry.”

[Versell DeHubris]

Doctor Blayke

"Don't lose your head, kiddies<3"

he picks up the corpse
"hmm...wall hanging? or do you think i could make a lampshade out of him?"

[WinterPatriot]

"Little girl comes to you cautiously, gingerly; does she dare to trust again?
She comes on dark wings, with pink ribbons
wanting pretty things, ice cream
and a place in your heart
She whispers and wants you to listen
She is fragile and strong
Like a milkweed seed
floating, looking for somewhere to land
if you nurture her, she will grow
and bring you gifts of butterflies"

Brice stared at the corpse.She put her finger on her lips."A lampshade will look lovely dad...i mean doc."she looked down and scratched her collar.She looked at her tags.Lina,its been forever since she used or heared that name.After her father died she went by her middle name.

"I was an abused child. I was mad, very bitter and very angry.”

[Versell DeHubris]

Doctor Blayke

"Don't lose your head, kiddies<3"

Doc smiled at her freudian slip.
He petted her hair softly and smiled.
"...oh! I almost forgot! I made you something!"
he picked the corpse up over his body and dumped it into a "craft" room. he stepped into the room that had become his forge, one of 3 crematoriums in the hospital. he had converted this one to be his blacksmithing workshop.

[WinterPatriot]

"Little girl comes to you cautiously, gingerly; does she dare to trust again?
She comes on dark wings, with pink ribbons
wanting pretty things, ice cream
and a place in your heart
She whispers and wants you to listen
She is fragile and strong
Like a milkweed seed
floating, looking for somewhere to land
if you nurture her, she will grow
and bring you gifts of butterflies"

"Really doc."she fallowed him with a perpetual smirk.She liked getting gifts.She stopped at the doorway.She thaught it was best for her to stay out of his offices unless ask to enter."Do I have to close my eye?"

"I was an abused child. I was mad, very bitter and very angry.”

[Versell DeHubris]

Doctor Blayke

"Don't lose your head, kiddies<3"

He chuckled.
"No. it's alright."
He held up a wooden box...and opened it.
Inside was a new pair of claw gauntlets like in the profile picture.
"...sharp as razor wire, modeled after a mix of wolf and lizard claws."

[WinterPatriot]

"Little girl comes to you cautiously, gingerly; does she dare to trust again?
She comes on dark wings, with pink ribbons
wanting pretty things, ice cream
and a place in your heart
She whispers and wants you to listen
She is fragile and strong
Like a milkweed seed
floating, looking for somewhere to land
if you nurture her, she will grow
and bring you gifts of butterflies"

Brice smiled.Her eye grew big and almost full with tears.She looked at them with amazement,"I love it.I love you Doc.Your so kind sir.Thank you."She hugged him.

"I was an abused child. I was mad, very bitter and very angry.”

[Veria Alsmont]

Mary Flanders

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"I'm tip-toeing down this tight rope I don't know if I'll fall..."


Mary crossed her arms, a shiver rippling down her spine. "I-It must be-be a mistake...I-I swear I haven't done anything to end up here... I don't even know where here is!" she pleaded, pulling her legs up to her chest. Her head sunk into her lap and she closed her eyes trying to block out the images before her, trying to convince herself it was all a terrible nightmare. No matter how much she tried, she couldn't rid herself of the images. Tears started flowing from her eyes and down her cheeks soaking the sleeves of her clothes. Her shoulders shuddered with the muted sobs. She just couldn't remember how she ended up here, it was a complete blank other then the sweet scent that clung to her tongue. ┤ eɳd ├

[[O: Rix has some evil ideas razz Brain washing a possibility? Maybe...? Later...? lol]]

"Right before your eyes, you'll see me grow small..."

[Versell DeHubris]

[[you'd be surprised how often people are brought to the dark side by mere experience with a weapon]]

[Versell DeHubris]

Doctor Blayke

"Don't lose your head, kiddies<3"

Doc blinked and hugged her. He petted her hair.
"...no worries."
He handed her the claws and smiled.
He saw a convict run past and hsi eyetwitched.
"...I um....I gotta....I think I see a loose nail in the wall...."
He lets go and picks up his sledgehammer.

[Veria Alsmont]

[[Haha. I'm not really P:]]