✚Welcome to the Insane asylum✚ (O/A) (needs people!)

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"Ϣelcom" the sign outside the door reads, "This facility takes in and recovers the mentally ill, those too severe for normal treatment" printed upon the note doctors around the nation read. "The people in dear need of help, and that's what we're here to do...help❣" sent to the people under the greatest stress, though you have never herd the text, you know not where you are, only that you were sent away.

✚Шɇʅȼϕϻɇ...to the ɨπșɐπɇ ɐșұʅʉϻ✚

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Patients:

[color=textcolor1][size=18][u][b]Patient's physical state:[/b][/u][/size][/color]
[color=textcolor2]Appearance: [picture, anime please]
Name: [b][character name][/b]
Age: [b][character age][/b]
Weight: [b][character's weight[/b]
Height: [b][character's height][/b]
Gender: [b][Male/Female][/b][/color]
[color=textcolor1][size=18][u][b]Patient's mental state:[/b][/u][/size][/color]
[color=textcolor2]Disease: [b][character's [i]mental[/i] illness][/b]
Background: [b][there bio, make it a nice length!][/b]
Personality: [b][there personality][/b]
Controlled by: [b][username][/b] [/color]

Doctors:

[color=textcolor1][size=18][u][b]Doctor's physical state:[/b][/u][/size][/color]
[color=textcolor2]Appearance: [picture, anime please]
Name: [b][character name][/b]
Age: [b][character age][/b]
Weight: [b][character's weight[/b]
Height: [b][character's height][/b][/color]
[color=textcolor1][size=18][u][b]Doctor's mental state:[/b][/u][/size][/color]
[color=textcolor2]Disease: [b][N/A or [i]minor[/i] physical/mental disease][/b]
Background: [b][there bio, make it a nice length!][/b]
Personality: [b][there personality][/b]
Controlled by: [b][username][/b] [/color]

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RULES
•No god moding, auto hit, or any of that s**t.
•yes you can curse, just control yourself, if it gets outa hand I'll boot you.
•any thing over PG 13 romance wise is an auto black list and one week band, (post will be deleted)
•second offense of the rule above and you will be band.
•violence is allowed though keep in mind this is a MENTAL hospital.
•REAL DISEASES PEOPLE. you must link to a research able web page.
•Doctors must be over 26, an intern can be from 22 to 25, under that is volunteer work.
•Listen to the mods and I, refusal to comply is an auto black list.
•I can change theses when ever I wish, I will notify If I make additions.
•be nice in OOC, yes being a b***h makes you comparable for black list.
•put the word poodle some where in your profile so i know you read this.
•title patient profile PMs "I swear I'm sane"
•title doctor profile PMs "Let me out of hell"
•send profiles to Me

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Owner:
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Mods:
Kerushii-sushi

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Black list:

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NPC staff members

Gregory Smith (dead)

Mrs. May

Maxi

Ron

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Setteing

Hospital front

Hallways

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Links

Profiles
ooc

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Aden Smith.

Now the dark begins to rise
Save your breath, it's far from over

I don't want to change the world,
I just want to leave it colder

I will not fall, I will not fade
I will take your breath away

Aden walked down the hall, his face shadowed over, and his arms folded neatly behind his back. A scowl was painted over his lips and refused to budge. Sunken in and dark brown were his eyes, scanning the floor as he passed nurses whom swerved to avoid him. The doctors and nurses knew better than to bother him, he wasn't a pleasant person at all.

The tapping stopped as Aden halted and turned his head slightly up looking through the tinted 4" glass window into the room of a screaming girl. His ebony hair swept over his shoulders as he shook his head. He could tell she was hallucinating and continued onward. He went down to his own room, as plane as the other patients' only his door was different. It was crafted of a fine black African wood and the metal numbers were replaced with the words "Master smith" in sterling silver.

He walked to his bed before pulling out and lighting a cigarette. His father disapproved of smoking in the building as it was a hospital but allowed Aden as long as it stayed in his room. None of the patients were allowed to leave the hospital, not even Aden, unless they are properly checked out. They are forbidden from ever exiting, never on a balcony, the roof, or just outside the doors. Aden was always told it was for the safety of the patients, but he never believed it.

"I know what you want to do father." He whispered puffing out smoke."But soon things will change." He ground the cigarette bud into an empty ash tray as he finished. "Very soon, things will change....I hope you have a well written will." He turned back around as a knock landed on the door and grunted. He wasn't supposed to be disturbed.

"Son...please open the door." it was his father. Aden unlocked the door to see a some what tall man with deep green eyes and dark gray hair. He had just turned 41 though most would say he wasn't a day over 25. In his left hand was a book, a medical book, He was most likely just working with some of the patients. "Son, I need to speak with you."

"Well I don't want to talk to you Gregory!" He grunted in reply. It was rare when Mr. Smith was called any fatherly title by his son, but none the less it still depressed him. He sighed and looked down.
"I just need to know if I can trust you..."

And I'll survive, paranoid
I have lost the will to change
And I'm not proud, cold blooded fate
I will shut the world away

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Joy Perry

"Miss Perry," the receptionist called from across the waiting room. A woman with bouncy pink hair and a light smile looked up from the magazine she was reading. "The owner of the hospital would like to speak with you. He's upstairs near the balcony." She pointed toward a door that led to a staircase.

The woman stood up and thanked the receptionist. The stairwell was dark and musty, as if it hadn't been maintained or used in a while. The whole hospital can't be like this, she thought. As she reached the top, she found that it looked like any other modern hospital. White walls, nurses and doctors in scrubs, the works. She located the door to Mr. Smith's room and rapped on the door. Yelling between two men could be heard.

"Mr. Smith? I'm Joy Perry, the new doctor. The receptionist told me to speak with you," she explained through the wood. "Though if it's a bad time, I can come back later."

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Aden Smith.

Now the dark begins to rise
Save your breath, it's far from over

I don't want to change the world,
I just want to leave it colder

I will not fall, I will not fade
I will take your breath away

Aden growled looking at the girl whom entered his room. Gregory sighed and turned to see the new doctor. "I apologize for my son Miss. Perry."he said in a calm manor before stepping over to her. "I'm Gregory Smith, owner and founder of this hospital."He held out a hand polity as Aden scoffed.

"Don't give her that bull." He growled. "Like you're a nice guy!" He laughed lighting another cigarette. "Don't get used to him lady, he's due to die in a few months." Aden always spoke flatly and plain, as he viewed things as being. His father had cancer and had refused treatment, though he looked young his age was told by the cane he used to help himself walk, and even then it was more of a limp.

"Aden..." Gregory whispered shaking his head. "Again I apologize, this is my son, Aden Smith." He turned again trying to forget about his son for the time being. "We should speak outside." He added before leading Joy to the balcony.

"Old man, maybe I should just put you out of your misery." Aden grunted after they left again puffing on his cigarette."Then again, I don't want to look suspicious...." He sighed and turned to a speaker. He pushed the red button and spoke into it. "Mrs. May?"

"Yes Mr. Smith?" the voice of a nurse replied.

"Send Mr. Locke up to my room, I need to see him."

And I'll survive, paranoid
I have lost the will to change
And I'm not proud, cold blooded fate
I will shut the world away