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 Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 1:54 pm
if i think her thoughts... Miles turned around, a bit startled by the girl. He looked at her. She seemed mostly sane; her composure was a bit frightened, but that was to be expected in a place like this. She didn't sound too bad off, either. She made sense, although she seemed shy and frightened. "Nope," Miles replied, "I just got here, but I would assume the nurses will take it eventually. I'm Miles, by the way. I would shake your hand, but I don't think it's such a good idea until I know why you're in here." ...that is a bit like sex.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 3:08 pm
Micky found herself biting her lip trying to keep eye contact with the man as he talked. It was so hard to listen to someone when it felt like they were scolding you, but none of his words were cold and they made perfect sense. "Oh...ok" she looked down at the plate in her hand and sighed, she'd have to hold it for a little longer, he had introduced himself as...Miles?, The little girl hesitated before answering, "I'm Micky..."she found herself laughing a little bit and shook her head, "handshake would be a bad idea" that was a rule she sort of understood no touching, she didn't want to be touched but she was sure at least a few people in here would benefit from a touch or hug. She did however refuse to tell him why she was here, she wanted to but the words did not sound right. They kept coming into her head as if she was an obsessive freak paranoid over herself. Then again compulsion could count as obsession. Something you cannot control.
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 2:26 pm
if i think her thoughts...Miles smiled back, but more at his failure to remember that there was also a no-touching rule when he was only joking about the fact that he was surrounded by potential killers. He realized that she didn't answer his subtly-phrased question of why she was trapped here with him. Did she not notice, or is she avoiding the question? He decided to just let it be; if she didn't want to tell, she might break if he pressed her. But he was just assuming that she was severely impaired, which might not be the case. Regardless of her level of sanity, he didn't have anything else to do, so he tried to think of something to talk about. "So, do you know anyone else who isn't completely insane? 'Cos if there's no one for me to talk to, I'm going to loose it, too." He gave a short laugh while still feeling somewhat uncomfortable with his surroundings. ...that is a bit like sex.
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Posted: Thu Jun 03, 2010 1:41 pm
Micky looked down at her feet and pondered the mans question, "The nurses might talk to you..." she looked up and her eyes darted back and forth looking at nothing. At least to everyone else it was nothing, what Micky saw was the people who had told her all about this place and what they sad. "I think we get a counceller...I-I can't remember her name." The young girl held her hands together and made a strange movement as if trying to tug the hand off of the wrist it was attached to.
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 12:40 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 09, 2010 5:32 pm
{Oh darn. Anyone have word from Astrum? I sent my profile and all.}
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 11:57 am
[[You might as well start posting. She hasn't been around for a month, but I doubt she would reject you. There's only two active RPers here and we rarely post, so we could use another. :XP:]]
"Thanks," said Miles, a bit worried about the girl's increase in erratic movements. It's only natural to be nervous on your first few days here, but this is a bit extreme... She's clearly uncomfortable talking to me, so I'd better back off. Miles paused to think of an excuse to return to his room. "Oh, damn, I just remembered something... Sorry, there's some serious insane person business to attent to." He began to walk back to his room. Damn. The girl's either unstable or just really, really shy. Either way, I've got no one to talk to for the forseeable future. Shitbeans... I'm gonna end up just like them.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 1:28 pm
((Yeah, I sent my profile to her too. Think it's ok if I just jump in?))
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 5:46 pm
Kk. Title: Waffles XD
Hello my name is ;; Starr Holland
Age ;; 18
Gender ;; Female
Sexual orientation ;; Heterosexual
Personality ;; Starr is a naturally kind person. However, if she is rubbed the wrong way, there will clearly be a difference in attitude. Do not take her kindness for a weakness.
Short biography ;; Starr had a lovely life, no really she did. Yet, when her father died suddenly, things went downhill. Her mother quickly hooked up with Sam, who Starr was suspicious of ever since he came back from Italy claiming he was her mother's old friend. Ha! Starr could see something wrong with him, though her mother would not listen. Every chance he got, he made her life a living hell without her mother knowing. The worst part was that her mother was choosing his side over her's.
Why were you sent to Spring Hill? ;; Sam was a p***k and got everything his way whiether now or later. Starr was sent off to Spring Hill for two reasons: A)He felt she was unfit and dangerous to live with them and B)Because it was a cheap send-away. Starr's only problem were her dreams. When sleeping she would sometimes sleep walk, though be delusional. But in her defense, who wouldn't be kicking and screaming from horrible nightmares?
Totally Me
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 6:53 pm
(Evil stepfather!...I like that word...shitbeans...)
Micky looked at the man, his forehead, his mouth, his eyes. They all showed something that she couldn't identify. "O...Okay..." she smiled as he said he had 'insane person business to attend to' truthfully she didn't know if she was glad he was going. A nurse came up looking annoyed.
"What are you doing bringing plates into here? Those should be in the kitchen" she sounded cross...maybe she'd already had to deal with a few lonesome patients? Micky nodded acknowledging her apology and understanding. The only problem was she didn't know what she meant, she had been told that they would bring her her food. There was no need to go looking.
"T-they're dirty" The nurse looked at them and shoved them back.
"You should have left them in your room"
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 6:56 pm
Starr
Keep me awake
A girl with soft blonde hair wrapped in a messy bun leaned against the wall of the center. She made sure to stay away from the other patients, not wanting to get mixed up with them. This was her first day in Spring Hill and hopefully she could get out before dark. She never really liked the dark. Though she did not mind it so much until her father died last year. Of course the year without him took its toll on her, but not as one would think.
Her head shook side to side, making one of her long locks of hair fall out the bun and rest onto her shoulder. She could not believe this. How on Earth did she get here? Her eyes wanted to squint in a glare at the floor, but she was too saddened by her mother's choice. The choice to send her off here...
Once the phone at the counter rang, her head popped imediately up. Emerald eyes dancing with delight and her body pushed from the wall. She knew her mother could not handle her being away. Yes, home!
She basically sprinted to the front counter, her sneakers squeeking one the floor. The bottom back white shirt basically glided after her. "Was that my mother?" she quickly asked the woman who hung up the phone. When the woman gave her a cocked brow, she added, "Mrs. Holland." No, wait. She had remarried... "I mean Mrs. Basin." Ugh! She hated that name. It took her days to convince her to let her keep her father's name.
"Sorry, dear. No one of that name called."
"Uh... Caroline." the girl quickly stated. Maybe her mother used her first. A frown went on the girl's face as the woman shook her ead. "Anyone, for me? Starr Holland?" Another shake. "Oh.." the sound of disappointment was clearly on her face. Slowly, she walked away with her head down and started roaming down a randomly selected hall.
 I never want to go back to sleep again...
{Lol}
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:16 pm
Micky stared at the women then bowed her head, "I'll take them back..." She looked up at the sudden sound of a phone ringing, followed by a blonds girl running to the counter. She looked so down by it, Micky could do nothing for her though. All she ever did was point out bad humour. Either way she was stuck following her down the hall as she headed back to her room.
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Posted: Thu Jun 10, 2010 7:53 pm
((I think I'll just hop in.... ^_^)) Hello my name is ;; Derek Age ;; 15 Gender ;; male Sexual orientation ;; straight Personality ;; hates people, quiet, sometimes considered psychotic, a little suicidal Short biography ;; Derek had a twin sister named Selena. When their parents died, all they had were each other. On their way to their foster home, they were dragged into an alley and Selena was brutally murdered and Derek nearly died. unmercifully, he lived. Why were you sent to Spring Hill? ;; After Selena died, Derek turned to drugs to get rid of the pain. He talked to himself, claiming to see Selena's ghost. He was found with his wrists slit and near death. When he woke up, he claimed that Selena wanted him to join her.  (a little younger though; no facial hair) Derek sat in the corner of the dayroom, silently drawing a circle on the floor. He blinked a few times when the sun flashed into his eyes, but otherwise just stared blankly at the floor. The images of his sister's murder flashed through his head. She was suddenly sitting in front of him, holding his hands and forcing them to his face. Derek, I'm so lonely.... Derek nodded dazedly at Selena, placing his hands over his eyes. Don't worry, Derek. It'll be over soon. Suddenly a nurse tapped Derek on his shoulder, making him jump. "You with me, Derek?" she asked sweetly. Derek closed his eyes and nodded slowly, leaning his head back against the wall.
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 9:47 am
Starr
Keep me awake
It seemed like she would never be getting out. Her mother never called to check on her? Starr felt her heat sink in pain. It was as if she was never born. Though Starr found a way to look on the bright side of things usually, it was hard to cope with this. "Well they can't keep me here if there's nothing wrong with me." she told herself. That was simple. She just would not fall asleep.
Hearing footsteps behind her, Starr glanced casually over her shoulder. She took in a glance of a girl younger than herself before looking forwards again. Starr had been in her own world since she had gotten to this place. It was time to loosen up. What better a way then talking to someone.
Her walking slowed down so the girl would be by her side. "Hi, how are you?" she said with a friendly smile. No matter how much she had going through her life, she was always kind to others. Her smiles were not fake, but genuine and true.
I never want to go back to sleep again...
{Nice profile.}
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Posted: Fri Jun 11, 2010 1:35 pm
The nurse stood near Derek for a moment more, then quickly walked to another of her patients. She's a nice girl... Derek thought dazedly. I just can't remember her name. He quietly pushed himself up and started walking to his room. He was staring at the floor and didn't see the two girls in front of him. When he ran into them, he saw Selena pushing him back further as if to protect him. Derek blinked and glanced up at the girls shyly. "Sorry...." he muttered quietly, looking back down at the floor.
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