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 Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 12:41 pm
Keeran stared at the eggs on the tray, and daintily picked up a fork and prodded them. She tore off a some of the clump of eggs and took a bite. The eggs were cold and rubbery.
Just then, another knock came at the door. A click noise was heard, the door opened, and a nurse came in. "Keeran!" she said cheerfully. "Are you feeling alright today?"
"Yes." Keeran replied flatly.
"You haven't eaten your breakfast yet." The nurse pointed out.
"It's cold. That woman who was here previously is very incompetent.
"Miss Jennifer? Well, she's new, darling. She can't get everything right."
"I never want her in here again." Keeran said. She violently stabbed the eggs so that they were separated into miniscule pieces of yellow and white.
The nurse took the tray away and laughed nervously. "Um, Keeran, would you like to eat in the cafeteria today?" She asked.
Keeran nodded vigorously. The nurse helped her up and led her to the cafeteria.
"If you find a place to sit, I will get your food for you now, okay?" The nurse offered. Keeran nodded and waited until the nurse left to find her seat. She noticed that there was one seat near the door that had only one person sitting there. It was Christopher's seat. She walked over there and seated herself.
"Hello." she said monotonely.
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 2:48 pm
 Kira Itzumi I'm not crazy... The door opened with a click and a guard came in.
"Your going to the cafeteria to "mingle". Doc's orders,"
"Great! My shrink thinks that by throwing me in with the crowd he can cure me, huh? Can't wait!" Kira said sarcastically getting up and stepping over the shards of her bowl. The guard grabbed her arms behind her back and walked her down the hall way. Without warning everything shook viloently. Kira screamed out and cowarded. It soon ended and she stood up again.
"What's your problem?" The guard asked staring at her.
"You didn't feel it?" Kira asked, scared.
"Feel what?"
Kira looked shocked then muttered
"Nothing..."
The guard sighed and lead her on to the cafeteria. Once there there he let her go and she sighed. Her supposed Shrink walked over to her.
"Kira, good morning,"
"Save it Ed, I'm not in a good mood."
Ed looked taken aback but smiled again all the same.
"Breakfast is being served so go get some while you can, we'll talk later."
'Yeah right' kira mouthed as she walked off and got a tray of food. She looked around and almost dropped her tray. Sitting over by the door, completely over-looked was that boy. The one who had been shot in the eye. Only now he was waering an eye-patch. Without thinking of what she was doing she made her way over to the table. Only when she got close did she see the other girl sitting with him. Deciding against her batter nature as soon as she was close enough to place her tray on the table, she announced her presence.
"Are you...." She asked looking at him "...Christopher?" ...I'm just special
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 2:55 pm
 The expression on the mans face was quite a bit more strained than the happy look on Emily's face. She was walking along side him, looking up at him with a big smile while she spoke at him in her own "language". As they neared the cafeteria door the man stopped and turned to her "Yes Emily, that's nice but listen." he smiled a bit when she stopped talking and regained her look of confusion "If you want to eat in here today, you have to behave this time... okay?
There was no visual confirmation that she had understood him this time. He sighed and dropped his head, running his fingers thought his hair. He lifted his head and pointed a finger at her "You." Emily's head tilted slightly and pointed to herself "...you!" At this, despite the man's frustration, he laughed a little bit at the display. He pointed at her again "You... he pointed at the door "Be good. Then you can eat in there... okay?" he gave her a thumbs up, which she returned immediately. She couldn't understand language but she could easily understand what he was trying to tell her... she remembered the last time she ate in the cafeteria.
"All right" he said, getting up and taking her by the hand again. As they went into the cafeteria, Emily spotted another resident of the asylum dive under the table. She tugged at the man's hand to let her roam but the moment he let go the man came out from beneath the table and another girl joined him. She hesitated before walking over to the table; she had forgotten about food already. Coming up next to the girl, she tugged lightly on Keeran's sleeve.
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 6:59 pm
 † Christopher †
Room 320
The sound of a greeting brought Christopher out of his miniature panic attack. Looking up, he was graced with the presence of a girl. She was rather plain in appearance, but her eyes looked sharp despite her present location. Christopher allowed his arms to slowly rest on the table.
"Hello, Miss...?" he said, his tone implying that he was asking for her name.
Before she could respond, however, another more familiar face came up to the table. At her question, he responded, "I am. You're that girl...Sit down. Maybe I can get my answers without harm to my person this time."
At that moment, yet another girl came up to the girl from the group talk, pulling at her sleeve. Christopher chose to ignore her for the moment. Harry had arrived with his food.
"Wow, Christopher. You're just full of surprises today. Coming out of your comfort zone and reeling in all these pretty ladies on top of it. You dog." said the doctor finishing with a wink. "I'll leave you to your business, then. Just, please, play nice with them Christopher."
The young man brushed him off with a wave of his hand. He had more important issues to think about than their flesh. The one girl in particular had answers he wanted, and Christopher intended on getting them this time around.
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Posted: Thu Dec 16, 2010 7:22 pm
Kira Itzumi I'm not crazy... Kira sat down before smirking. She knitted her fingers together and placed an elbow on either side of her tray. She continued to smirk as she placed her chin on her hands.
"You want answers, don't you?" Kira said smiling "Sadly I can only give so much information. Now as I recall last time you wanted to know where I heard that song correct?" She paused then continued "Well as a matter of fact, I hear it in my dreams." She was leaning forwards slightly smirking still. At this she leaned back and gently took a bite of the salad on her tray. It was disgusting as usual.
"Now tell me......Christopher, where did you hear the song? I'm most interested to know." ...I'm just special
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 11:04 am
 Crisel stretched her arms above her head, glad to be released from the dreadful strait jacket and it's horribly itchyness. She had no idea why she was being realeased so early. She had been blamed for both murders that happened the night befor, but she only recalled killing one person. It was expected though, if there was only one person, who happened to be a canable, and was laying in the hallway covered in blood a couple hallways away for both murder scenes, then it made sense. She felt sorrow for both of them. She hadn't ment to hurt them, she wanted to blame it all on Nomane, but she is Nomane. So either way, it was still her fault. The nurse semmed frightened of Crisel as she directed her to the cafeteria, she spoke The doctor seems to think that if you interact, perhaps you may not act out the way you did.... she said nurvously, she must have known one of the guards that was killed. Crisel frowned, and silently said "sorry", but it was to quiet for the nurse to hear. She opened the door for crisel, and closed it behind her as soon as she took a few steps. She could feel this weird vibe, emmiting from a corner in the cafeteria. She stood there, for a good five minute staring the people by the window down. They seemed to stand out. A doctor had come over to her, telling the guards to basically lay off. Crisel sat back down on the floor still shaking. The doctor spoke to her softly. Crisel had no intention of eating anything. She didn't feel she deserved to. So instead she walked over to the back of the cafeteria, and sat down on the larg windows sill. She watched the wind blow discoloured leaves from a tree absantly. Thinking about the dream that haunts her every night. The song rang through her mind, drowning out the sounds of the buysy room. Thats them....thats them! They know it! They know!! amthe shaky old man from befor jumped around dancing and singing. They know the song! We must- two gaurds had yanked him back, using any attempt to "controle" the patiant. The held his arms behind his back as they walked him out, all eyes following them move quickly from the back of the cafeteria to the front and out he doors. Crisel had been one of those people staring at him. Wait, did he say They know the song...? she asked herself. But she douted it was the song that played in her dreams. Probably....just crazy talk... she said turning back to her fogged up mirror. Someone was standing by the tree now. She scwinted, leaning in to see who it was. She fell backwards and landed on someone, they screamed loudly and ran away yelling, "IT'S A CONSPERACY!!!!" Crisel craddled herself, gasping for air, shaking rapidly. Nooo!!!no no no no no no....it can't be...it's just a dream...! nurses and a gaurd came running over to crisel, mumbbling instructions to eachother. The gaurd tackled Crisel, but she kicked him in the face, blood dripping from his nose. One of the nurses ran to the telephone to call for more guards. What Crisel had seen was a black figure, holding a music box, staring up at her. But there was something new, the figure was a chain. It was Siren. Siren was the name Crisel had given the ominous figure. Crisel fought back as more guards attempted to restrain her. Someone came over and basically ordered them to lay off. Crisel lay there holding her head. The man spoke softly. Hello crisel. You can call me Harry, I am a doctor hear, a phyciatric. Why don't you calmlyfollow me. she stood up without looking at him and followed. She didn't feel anything, or think about what she was doing. She just moved.
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2010 11:44 am
Samantha walked into Jacques room again as Jacque was fixing to eat
"They're letting everyone eat in the cafeteria today, you want to join?"
Jacque: "Only if you agree to not clean the walls and the door and such"
Samantha raised an eyebrow then nodded "Alright, I'll make sure they don't touch it."
Jacque got up with his breakfast and followed Samantha after she locked up his room to the cafeteria and Samantha led him to the table Christopher and Kira were sitting at. 'great the drama king, this'll be interesting' he thought as he sat a few seats away from them
Samantha: "Anything you need Jacque?"
Jacque: "a pool of isopods, some sedatives, and a tranq. gun, oh and those little bgs of salty peanuts they serve on the airplanes"
Samantha: she laughed and then sighed at him "They won't touch the walls, I promise."
Jacque: "Hope you keep that one" he said before she left. he looked down at his food and began eating.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 3:24 am
 Issac
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"Chains of the Past..."
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Issac was having so much more fun hands free, he couldn't easily be dragged anywhere, it was still happening though. "Come on, can't we all talk about this in a dark, cramped space with no air to breathe? You guys can go in first!" He said angrily as he was continually dragged, he hooked his arms around the door and angrily pulled himself forward. Of course he was eventually going to give up the match against security. He grudgingly sat at a table alone, his grey eyes, scanning the room. That guy was here, what a development. He would prefer to be alone, or he'd make weird observations of them, people he wanted to kill, no matter if it was his want, or the want of his mind. He closed his eyes and began to think, he'd already eaten, and the guard watching him made him somewhat uncomfortable. "What, you can't trust me not to strangle anybody?"
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"Welcome to the demon's den...
I saved a spot for you."
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 3:57 pm
† Christopher †
Room 320
She hears it in her dreams too...? Christopher thought, suddenly intrigued.
As he attempted to save face, Christopher offered his reply, "My dreams...like you..."
He pushed his food around a bit with his utensil before scooping up a small bite. As he processed the food, he looked at the girl.
She seems different from when I saw her last...Less...innocent, somehow... thought Christopher as he continued looking at her.
"Oh, that's right. I never caught your name." he said, a superficial smile disguising his thoughts.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 8:34 pm
The doctor motioned for her to take a seat after closing his office door behind them. She didn't look at him, the chair, or anything in particular. The only thing that was running through her mind was the sight of the black figure, Siren.
She ignored the chair and sat on the ground next to his desk. She didn't plan on talking to him. so, Crisel, why don't you explain to me what that was all about? the doctor asked, leaning over his desk so he could look at her, to assess her behaviour.
She twidled with her hair, then looked up to him. I want to go back to my room. she said flatly.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 8:54 pm
Kira Itzumi I'm not crazy... Kira sighed and looked at him eyebrow rasied.
"I dislike telling people my name. Makes me feel like I'm trusting them. But I have a feeling thet you will bother me again if I don't tell you," Kira mused over more to herself than him staring at her food.
"My name's Kira Itzumi, and don't you forget it."
She didn't return his smile. She knew it was fake, she wasn't so stupid that she couldn't tell the difference between a real and fake smile. All the times she'd put on a fake smile and turned up the charm, it was countless times now she thought about it. ...I'm just special
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 9:29 pm
Keeran was shocked. They heard the song in their dreams, too?
"I am Keeran Elias." she said with no emotion. "I hear the song in my dreams as well.
She gripped the table. Fear was suddenly thick in her words. "He chases me forever. Is he in your dreams? Is there black blood in your dreams?"
The nurse came up to Keeran with the tray of food. She quietly left the tray of eggs and toast next to Keeran's arm and left.
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Posted: Sat Dec 18, 2010 10:33 pm
Jacque quietly listened to the conversation going on a few seats away from him. It was always interesting that the people standing in the open were the ones nobody noticed, but Jacque enjoyed this little fact. He thought about what they were talking about and adding it up to his own experience. It seems they were all plagued by a connecting dream. Or at least aspects of it were linked. Not the entirety. It could already be determined that they didn't have the same dream because that'd require similar memories, thought processes, and experiences and Jacque was pretty sure they didn't have any experience with handling Giant Isopods, but the song was something that could be shared due to its unknown randomized appearance.
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 9:32 am
http://i434.photobucket.com/albums/qq68/pokemanic1235/largeAnimePaperwallpapers_Kino-no-T.jpg Nova Tsuaki In the corner of a dark and damp cell with only a matress sits a little boy. With him is a yellow pikachu plushie. As if the wind it self was talking came a small high pitched voice."Your nightmares take us to the most charming places, love.
When your fright takes the wind from your lungs,
Who will be there to give voice to your final feelings?"The boy slowly rocks back and forth never opening his mouth.His eyes shut he listens to the voice as if it was his own personal lullaby."Trekking the world of night and fright,
It's only a matter of time before you succumb to the darkness.
The darkness is so inviting, love!"He hums to the sad yet soothing music. It seemed to be the only thing that he heard now. No one ever seemed to visit......Only the food that slides threw a little slot at the bottom of his door....But even it seemed to stop visiting him to...."I'd hate to leave you all alone,
But I must answer the siren's call.
You could come with me, you know."The boy starts to shake his head violently, as if he was talking back to the voice that seemed to come from no where."You don't have to be afraid once you become a part of the dream.
Death is only the beginning when you become the terror!
How would that be, love?"He stops shaking his head and starts nodding in agreement. He had been alone for along time....He didnt want it to stay like that forever....Or did he?"Won't you come with me?
I would really hate to leave you all alone in the dark..."He quickly grabs and hugs the pikachu doll as if it was gonna run away from him. "Please dont leave......." he asks the doll. There seemed to be a light whisper, as if the wind had let a short breeze threw a crack in a broken window. He stays were he is......Not wanting to fall asleep.....For the memories of good and bad would turn into a terrible nightmare.....
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Posted: Sun Dec 19, 2010 2:36 pm
Please don't leave... Crisel heard a quiet voice wisper, as she passed by the doors next to her room.she stopped for a moment infront of the door where she had heard the little voice speak. Come on Nomane, we don't want to diddle dally... he said as he Swiped the card, unlocking her room door. She didn't look at him as she entered, she simply said Thank you as she walked to the very back of the room and sat on the ground, in her usual spot next to her bed in the corner. The doctor smile and told her he would like to talk more about what had happened in the cafeteria. What she saw.... It was Siren... It wants you... she helped me steal your face you know. Nomane said, she could feel her smiling. The chain that connected them shifted as Nomane sat down next to Crisel. She looked away, ignoring her other. Im apart of you, Crisel. Your not just Crisel Hoggard, you are me as well. You are Nomane Hannable. she paused. Siren was not there just for you, you know. It was there for the others who are huanted by the dream. Nomane stuck her toungue out at Crisel, twisted. She slapped her across the face and faded away, mumbbling the words, I hate it when you ignor me, ignorant human. Its only a matter time befor you succumb to darkness... she mouthed, touching her cheek where she had been slapped, it stung. The cold chain had disapeard along with nomane, but the presance of her, it still lingered. Sudden anger filled up inside her. She clenched her fists, trying to controle her actions. She would release the anger another way, she knew how to numb her feelings. She reached under her bed, pulling out a knife she had smuggled from a passing food cart not long ago, when she was taking a stroll around the building with a nures. She rolled up her shirt over her belly, and pocked it with the knife. Who will be there to give voice to your final feelings? she wispered musically. She ran the blade over older scars lightly, You don't have to be scared once you become a part of the dream.... Death is only the beginning hen you become the terror...! with that last word she sliced throuh the skin above her belly button. Why she choseto cut there, only her and Nomane knew why. She was not singing the Lyrics in order, just the ones that seemed to fit the moment. How would that be, love? Nomane finnished, laughing at Crisel as she Slaughterd her stomach. Crisels heartbeat slowed, relieved with the shiver that shot through her back every time the blade dug deeper. She was hungry for the shiver, she missed it. she hadn't cut for a while, too much feeling had been built up. You don't have to leave me alone here, siren. I don't like the dark. I want to follow you. But how? Please, tell me...?
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