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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Nov 01, 2009 8:00 pm
Hi, last boy, yeah, join.
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Posted: Thu Nov 05, 2009 2:52 pm
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 8:15 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 22, 2009 7:25 pm
||No please, join. Just one more, just one and everyone can be happy.||
||Please!||
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 4:20 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 4:49 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 7:02 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 9:18 pm
 Go Ahead Try and Kill ME XXXXX[ ☠ ]m๏๏๏ _ _ _mmι αм тнє ω๏я∂ѕ ωнєη у๏υ αяє ѕιℓєηт.BBBBBBBBBBBBBB↗↗BB「I Am tHe cOmfoRt whEn yOu're GoNe. 」XXXXX[ ☠ ]m๏๏๏ _ _ _mmι αм тнє тн๏υgнт вєнιη∂ у๏υя α¢тι๏ηѕ.BBBBBBBBBBBBBB↗↗BB「I'm On thE eNd of yOuR laSt bReAtH. 」XXXXX[ ☠ ]m๏๏๏ _ _ _mmι ωση'т ¢σмρяσмιѕє тнιѕ тιмє.BBBBBBBBBBBBBB↗↗BB「YoU cAn't taKe WhaT's mInE. 」XXXXX[ ☠ ]m๏๏๏ _ _ _mmgινє ιη ησω, ι ¢αη ηєνєя ƒσяgєт тнє тнιηgѕ уσυ ѕαι∂.BBBBBBBBBBBBBB↗↗BB「I'lL loOk to WhEre I'm kNoWn tHe MoSt for my esCaPe. 」XXXXX[ ☠ ]m๏๏๏ _ _ _mmтнєу ωση'т ѕтσρ вυуιηg уσυя ѕмιℓє BBBBBBBBBBBBBB↗↗BB「ThEy wOn't sToP WoN't StOp. 」 All at once, through his boredem and lust for calamity, he was belligerent. He didn't have a name, not one like Paul or Sean at least. He didn't even have a birth certificate, just a diagnossis from the two psychiatrists sitting in front of him.
Oh yes he was there, sitting in on Sarah's little how are you feeling today session. He was present, a force to be reckoned with, yet completly invisable to all but one. Yes, he was still invisable to all but one.
His knees moved off the couch as he moved around and situated himself crouched on the balls of his feet.
It was relativly cold in the room, but he seemed unbothered, which was a feat considering his lack of clothing. Just black jeans, that was it. He wasn't even at liberty to wear shoes. That was just as well, bare feet made him feel more vulgar more animal like and powerful.
How he did enjoy power.
"S-s-s-saaarrraaahhhhhhhhh." He stuck his face into the side of her neck and shook his black hair against her skin like he was some deranged puppy. "Sarah is my boyfriend! Sarah his my best friend! Sarah his my imaginary friend. Sarah is my hot hot sex!"
He licked up her jugular, swirling his velvety tongue along her jaw and up into her ear where he thrust thr wet muscle into the hollow cavern.
Undoubtably that would be a distraction.
"Hear that Saer bear, you're my hot, hot sex." And suddenly after his attempt to make her even more uncomfortable, the psychotic disorsder burst out laughing.
He fell back onto the couch, his bare skin sliding against the cotton textured surface. His legs flew up, kicking up and down spaztically as though he were a toddler throwing a bordem induced tantrum.
He stopped, his black hair swishing over his increadably handsome features only to get caught in his dark lashes.
He knew Sarah was supposed to be focusing on what the two doctors were saying. This was a very intense therapy session after all, but uh, he was here to be destructive!
He lifted his leg and pinched her nose between his two front toes.
"Sarah, Sarah, hey, Sear bear---PAY ATTENTION TO ME!" He shouted before quieting down and dropping his foot with a thump.
"Tell these doctors they don't know what the flagellum they're talking about. They're so dumb. I mean you could do a better job and you're a moron...an ugly ******** up moron too...so that's really saying something." He sighed, a dramatic over pronounced sound.
Suddenly, his yellow eyes snapped to stare at both doctor's faces. They were both young, both good looking and---brainy.
Eww.
His tiny pupils narrowed, focusing in like a snake ready to snap the neck of his rodent prey.
"Tell them to leave you alone. Tell them they're stupid idiots who can't even adress the problem correctly. Tell them you're not going to fall for their little game. Sarah we both know I'm real. You didn't just make me up okay! Tell them you don't believe a word of this s**t! Tell them now!"
He sounded vicious, like he would kill anyone that dared confront him. He sounded that way, because it was true. You didn't ******** around with good old P, especially when he was feeling belligerent.You're INSANE a PSYCHO maniac....  
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Troubled Monster Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 9:21 pm
||Okay soooo, I started it out with like a "therapy" session between all of us.||
||Right now no one but Sarah can see "P"||
||I'll make it very clear when P becomes visable to all ^^^||
||Psst the italics when he's speaking means only Sarah can hear it. That's the secret||
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 9:38 pm
 slowly you eat me alive ↔ you destroy me [ from the inside out ] but i'm not the only one to feel you.xoxoxoxo Sammi's shist. steal and get burned. 
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ilysI stand with the
xoxoxoxocuts and bruises on my body.
ilysProof! Proof of the pain you cause me
xoxoxoxoif I don't do exactly as you say.
ilysand they all tell me
xoxoxoxoyou don't exsist.
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Restless was here.
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xxxxxxooooo. . . ℓℓℓ Sarah Lynn Appel ««. . .
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and maybe I'm just scared..restless and sammi. ;D
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Nov 23, 2009 9:39 pm
[my siggy sucks, so ill be changing it. but i dont hav time now... ill post 2maro <3 ]
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 4:58 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 8:15 am
 ┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ Michael's eyes scanned over the writing on the paper he held in his hand. Those few crisp, white pages told him almost everything that he needed to know about the patient in front of him. The only thing it did not tell him was how to cure her, but he was confidant that he would find the answer soon enough. The cold, distant eyes from the young doctor trailed up and off of the paper until his eyes settled upon a new subject; the girl. She seemed to have been suffering from this mental illness since she was child and blamed everything on a man that no one else could see or hear. An imaginary friend. No, perhaps an imaginary enemy. Either way, Michael's job was to get rid of "him" before "he" caused anymore harm to people through her.
Perfect circles appeared as horizontal slits when Michael's eyes narrowed as he searched the room slowly for man that he couldn't see. He had spent enough time with patients who were psychotic that he knew that it was never any use to tell those people that this figure that was so real to them didn't exist. They don't believe you anyway, even if you tell them until you're blue in the face. The same holds true with the opposite side, it must be horrid to try and convince people that someone is there when only you know of their existence. Especially when all of your attempts usually end up to be in vain and you fail at convincing the oblivious others. When you think about it, who's wrong? How can you tell someone in the utmost confidence that someone the other see's isn't real? One will never be able to look through the eyes of another. The only thing that matters is what holds true to you. Which leads one into a nice, big, annoying, and undoubtedly vicious circle that shows no sign of relent. So when it comes to things like these, even if you can't see them, you have to believe they exist. They are a part of a real life person. This unknown figure wouldn't have life without this young girl.
When it comes to imaginary friends, children will make them up usually because of loneliness and wanting a friend who would always be there for them. Reasonable enough. However, most people don't usually create abusers for fun and games. So to help this poor girl he'd have to know what triggered this being she created in the first place. Plus he'd have to know how how much control this thing had over her and what it could do. It's difficult enough working with a person, try working with an imaginary being.
Michael's head turned very slightly to the left when he noticed that the girl was starting to look a little disgruntled. The cause of her little abuser? Most likely. His eyes flashed to his colleague when she spoke to their patient before flashing back to the girl. He gave a stiff nod towards the girl and leaned forward ever so slightly.
"Miss Lynn, is he here right now?" Michael asked so casually that you would've thought he was asking about the weather. What he knew was that she saw this thing, what he did not know was how long "he" remained with her at an designated time. It could be minutes, it could be that "he" never even left. That was a crucial point that had to be known.┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛   
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 6:58 am
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samanthaualani Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 26, 2009 7:41 pm
slowly you eat me alive ↔ you destroy me [ from the inside out ] but i'm not the only one to feel you.xoxoxoxo Sammi's shist. steal and get burned.
↘↘
ilysI stand with the
xoxoxoxocuts and bruises on my body.
ilysProof! Proof of the pain you cause me
xoxoxoxoif I don't do exactly as you say.
ilysand they all tell me
xoxoxoxoyou don't exsist.
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Restless was here.
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
xxxxxxooooo. . . ℓℓℓ Sarah Lynn Appel ««. . .
Sarah sat in total silence. The doctors stared at her. Their piercing eyes made her skin crawl. She folded her pale hands in her lap and bit down on her bottom lip. He was calling her name.
His face was smoothing down her neck, and he was singing into her skin. Sarah, Sarah is my boyfriend, best friend. Imaginary friend. Hot Hot Sex.
"Shut up," She mumbled through her clenched jaw. "Just stop." He was licking her neck, and shoving his tongue into her ear. She swatted at him like an annoying fly. "Stop," She whined softly, her throat closing and cutting off the air.
Then he was laughing. God. That sound was painful. It wasn't even a laugh, more like a cackle. And it made Sarah even more scared. He was thrashing around, distracting her as always.
"NO! STOP!" She cried out. "I don't want to pay attention to you!" She felt a warm tear slide down her chilled skin. "You don't know what you're talking about!"
Sarah didn't want to continue.
"He's real. Of course he's here! He's always here!" He was calling her a moron, saying she was so dumb. Always telling her she wasn't good enough for anything.
"I'm not going to fall for your s**t, he's real. I didn't create him!"
By this time, she had been on her feet. She didn't even realize it. But when she did she collapsed back into her chair. "You can't stop P." Her eyes were locked on the white floor.
"Nobody can."
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and maybe I'm just scared..restless and sammi. ;D
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