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 Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 11:25 am
Welcome children...
...to Grimmoire, the land of all fairytales. Of faeries and twinky winkly pixies, frog princes, and tightly-clothes elves of questionable orientation. Though never a perfectly happy place, it has been growing exceptionally rowdy as of late. From giants and witches, trolls and dragons, to a seemingly unending plethora of wicked stepmothers, "normalcy" in this world is an ill-defined concept to begin with. Most of these disturbances were tolerated early on. All the same, the number of troubling incidents was reaching an all-time high, and something needed to be done...
So it came to be, looming over all in an island far to the west, the Everafter Maximum Security Asylum and Home for Fairy Tale Trauma Victims. A faculty dedicated to the betterment of the realm of magic. Namely, keeping the endings happily ever after, and it's inhabitants forever twinkly and/or winkly, simply by removing the more unflattering residents and placing them into mandatory rehabilitation...
A tremendously wealthy landowner, one Mr. Dumpty, was the eccentric visionary behind this establishment. He boasted that Everafter sported the latest in magical technology, the likes of which even the highest wizard council couldn't fathom. And it was with these advances, it is said, that the most fearsome creature in the fairytale world came into being: The Big Bad Wolf.
Shortly after Everafter's inception, Mr. Dumpty announced to all the residents of Grimmoire that they had best behave themselves, for if they be tempted into darkness, the Big Bad Wolf would come to retrieve them in the night, returning them to the halls of Everafter...
For a time, things began to calm down. Children were less naughty, townsfolk were a bit more civil, many less incidents came to befall the land. Until of course, as one might predict, something went wrong. The Wolf began acting on it's own accord, gobbling men, woman, and children alike, deeming them to be evil regardless of how good they may have been. Entire towns were destroyed. Naturally this worried the asylum faculty. Mr. Dumpty especially, for if the good Queen of Grimmoire discovered the Wolf was causing all the trouble, they would be shut down and imprisoned for a very long time. Or worse.
The faculty began sending out squads of undercover agents to try and track the Wolf down, but the beat proved too cunning, always one step ahead of them. So to avoid detection, they began to collect what few living victims the Wolf left behind, taking them back to the faculty so that they may never tell the tale.
But forgive me, we're getting ahead of ourselves. Our story begins here.
Once upon a time.....
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 11:27 am
Rules
- This is a literate RP. That means no *'s for actions, use "'s when you speak. Basically, this is to be written is a story-like third-person format. For example,
::As Tayah sat and typed out the rules for her thread, she hoped that people would abide by them; it'd be a shame to have to delete anyone, after all::
-Try and keep your posts to at least three lines. I understand writer's block, we all get it, but if it gets out of hand you'll have to go. You need to give us all something to work with ><
-Romance is allowed, fighting and violence are encouraged, swearing is allowed. But please, try and keep it all PG-13; there are little ones on this site. Past that, take it to the PMs. And keep the swearing within reason. No cussing every other word, thank you.
-PM all profiles to me with the title "Trauma"
-You are allowed to have more than one character, but if you will, type in a different colour or font or something so that we know who you're being at different times. Yes, you do have to fill out a profile sheet for every character. Only take as many as you can handle!
-No godmodding. Seriously, just no. You'll be in a lot of trouble.
-This is meant to be a long-term RP. If you're just gonna post once and never come back, don't bother joining. If you're gone for more than a week from the thread, I'll have to remove you. If you're going to be away, PM me and let me know.
-Put the word "Everafter" at the beginning of your PM so that I know you read all of the rules.
-I'm God. I can change these rules as I see fit. I'll mention in the Updates post if there have been any changes, so check in often!
-Actually, scratch that. Make it say "Big Bad", and put it at the end, with a smiley of your choice next to it.
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 11:30 am
Profile Skeleton
[b]Gaia Name:[/b]
[b]Character Name:[/b]
[b]Species:[/b]
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Status:[/b]((Are you a patient? A staff member? Not even related to Everafter at the moment?))
[b]Disorders:[/b] ((Only if your character is a patient at Everafter))
[b]Bio:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b] ((Description or picture is accepted, please put pictures in URL format))
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 11:33 am
Premades
Gaia Name:Tayah Rena
Character Name:Little Red Riding Hood
Species:Human
Gender:Female
Age:12
Status:Patient
Disorders:Severe anorexic behavior so as to make herself less appealing to hungry wolves, severe aversion to contact, severe homicidal tendencies. Unparallelled depth of psychosis.
Bio: The only child to be admitted to the EverAfter Maximum Security Asylum in full restraints.Horse tranquilizers needed to keep the patient from going berserk. Killed three (and a half), maimed eight and caused a receptionist to cry before finally being put into restrained isolation. All medication has proved fruitless.
Subject suffers from paranoid schizophrenia and prolonged bouts of anorexia. Understandable, after having spent a good amount of time residing in the intenstinal tract of a wolf. Rescued by a woodsman, who unfortunately did not survive the encounter with Red, as her psychosis had locked its hold into her prior to his cutting open the wolf. She took the saw from his hands and finished him off. His body was never recovered.The saw was taken from Red by armed guards the second day of her visit, and she has made numerous attempts to escape since then. The nurses who attend her (armed nurses: since Red's visit it became customary for EverAfter nurses to be issued Medical Purpose Customized AK-47's) say she's never been seen with her eyes closed.If she does manage to escape, god help us all.
Appearance: Little Red
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Gaia Name:
Character Name:Goldilocks
Species:Human
Gender:Female
Age:14
Status:Patient
Disorders: Severe delirious episodes, obsessive complusive fixation with the number three
Bio:As you might imagine, a child doesn't take being nearly slaughtered to death by three bears very easily. Wearing the battle scars from her legendary excursion into the woods, Goldilocks is admitted into the EverAfter Maximum Security Asylum and Home for Fairy Tale Trauma Victims (.. more easily known as the E.A.M.S.A.H.F.T.T.V.) after a severe delusional episode in which she believed she was a ferocious grizzly bear and mauled eighteen villagers from her hometown.Diagnosed with extreme depression, OCD and violent mood swings (she is known to go from hot to cold like a bowl of porridge.) Unpredictably dangerous. Probationary release pending. She insists on carrying her teddy bear with her wherever she goes. The staff knows better than to try and take it from her. (Well. One nurse tried during her first day at the asylum. She is now one of the inmates.)
Appearance: Goldilocks
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Gaia Name:
Character Name:Gretel
Species:Human
Gender:Female
Age:12
Status:Patient
Disorders: Explosive separation anxiety, aggresive excitablility, mild to extreme bouts of pyromania
Bio:Ahem. Hansel and Gretel grew up perfectly normal, chocolate loving children. But after their dealings with a morally questionable witch with cannibalistic tendencies (an event that will be labeled "the Gingerbread Incident" from here on in), their lives took a drastic change for the worse. Being held hostage for an unknown amount of time, the children had only their own wits (and survival instincts) to rely on for their escape. Gretel is suspected to be the mastermind of the scheme to immolate the witch in her own oven, whereas Hansel is widely regarded to be a victim in the entire circumstance, having been a happy-go-lucky child of nine years until being forced to watch these horrifying events unfold.
Hansel is being treated for catatonic episodes and extreme aversion to sugar.
Gretel (diagnosed with at least four unspecified psychosis') was kept in isolation for the first week, but later put back together with her brother after nearly burning the facility to the ground with a homemade bomb. No attempts to coax them apart have been made since then.
Release pending until the parents are located.
Appearance: The one in the dress
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Gaia Name:
Character Name:Hansel
Species:Human
Gender:Male
Age:9
Status:Patient
Disorders: Explosive separation anxiety, aggresive excitablility, mild to extreme bouts of pyromania
Bio:Ahem. Hansel and Gretel grew up perfectly normal, chocolate loving children. But after their dealings with a morally questionable witch with cannibalistic tendencies (an event that will be labeled "the Gingerbread Incident" from here on in), their lives took a drastic change for the worse. Being held hostage for an unknown amount of time, the children had only their own wits (and survival instincts) to rely on for their escape. Gretel is suspected to be the mastermind of the scheme to immolate the witch in her own oven, whereas Hansel is widely regarded to be a victim in the entire circumstance, having been a happy-go-lucky child of nine years until being forced to watch these horrifying events unfold.
Hansel is being treated for catatonic episodes and extreme aversion to sugar.
Gretel (diagnosed with at least four unspecified psychosis') was kept in isolation for the first week, but later put back together with her brother after nearly burning the facility to the ground with a homemade bomb. No attempts to coax them apart have been made since then.
Release pending until the parents are located.
Appearance: The one not in the dress
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Gaia Name:
Character Name:Miss Muffet
Species:Human
Gender:Female
Age: 8
Status:Patient
Disorders:Hysterical arachnophobia, extreme aversion to human contact; Catatonic, seemingly terminal
Bio:..when along came a spider, who sat down beside her. And frightened Miss Muffet away. The spider pursued Muffet over three hillsides before she was too fatigued to run. (She had stubbornly refused to drop her bowl of curds and whey, it is believed the dense curds ultimately weighed her down.) She slumped over and the spider was upon her in an instant.. followed by about four hundred or so of its kind. No one is entirely sure what occurred after this incident.. but it is certain she would never be the same since. When the EverAfter asylum committee discovered her, she was sprawled out in a gigantic web outside the old woman who lived in a shoe's residence, presumably waiting for one of the children in the vicinity to stumble into the trap. Her movements are erratic and unpredictable. Her vital signs are apparent, but impossibly weak, making the administration question her condition. It took a week or so until nurses discovered a forty pound spider lurking on the back of Muffet's sun hat. No attempts to remove it have been made, as most of the faculty is terrified of spiders. Those that aren't simply find it icky in general. Besides which, the head of the asylum has deemed it worthy of studying this apparently symbiotic relationship.. Her cell is covered in venomous bile and cobwebs. A corpse or two hang in their midst, presumably Nurse Belle judging by the red-crossed hat left on it. As it was sucked completely dry of fluid, there is relatively no offensive odor, so the staff hasn't deemed it worthy of removal just yet, as it is also icky.
Appearance: Miss Muffet
More to be added!!
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 11:36 am
Accepted Profiles
Premades
Gaia Name:Tayah Rena
Character Name:Little Red Riding Hood
Species:Human
Gender:Female
Age:12
Status:Patient
Disorders:Severe anorexic behavior so as to make herself less appealing to hungry wolves, severe aversion to contact, severe homicidal tendencies. Unparallelled depth of psychosis.
Bio: The only child to be admitted to the EverAfter Maximum Security Asylum in full restraints.Horse tranquilizers needed to keep the patient from going berserk. Killed three (and a half), maimed eight and caused a receptionist to cry before finally being put into restrained isolation. All medication has proved fruitless.
Subject suffers from paranoid schizophrenia and prolonged bouts of anorexia. Understandable, after having spent a good amount of time residing in the intenstinal tract of a wolf. Rescued by a woodsman, who unfortunately did not survive the encounter with Red, as her psychosis had locked its hold into her prior to his cutting open the wolf. She took the saw from his hands and finished him off. His body was never recovered.The saw was taken from Red by armed guards the second day of her visit, and she has made numerous attempts to escape since then. The nurses who attend her (armed nurses: since Red's visit it became customary for EverAfter nurses to be issued Medical Purpose Customized AK-47's) say she's never been seen with her eyes closed.If she does manage to escape, god help us all.
Appearance: Little Red
"]Gaia Name: sab ip
Character Name: Goldilocks
Species:Human
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Status: Patient
Disorders: Severe delirious episodes, obsessive complusive fixation with the number three
Bio: As you might imagine, a child doesn't take being nearly slaughtered to death by three bears very easily. Wearing the battle scars from her legendary excursion into the woods, Goldilocks is admitted into the EverAfter Maximum Security Asylum and Home for Fairy Tale Trauma Victims (.. more easily known as the E.A.M.S.A.H.F.T.T.V.) after a severe delusional episode in which she believed she was a ferocious grizzly bear and mauled eighteen villagers from her hometown.Diagnosed with extreme depression, OCD and violent mood swings (she is known to go from hot to cold like a bowl of porridge.) Unpredictably dangerous. Probationary release pending. She insists on carrying her teddy bear with her wherever she goes. The staff knows better than to try and take it from her. (Well. One nurse tried during her first day at the asylum. She is now one of the inmates.)
Appearance: Goldilocks
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Originals
Gaia Name: Elesariin
Character Name: Snow White
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Status: Patient
Disorders: Paranoid schizophrenia, psychotic anger and homicidal tendencies displayed toward everyone who is not a man under three feet in height.
Bio: Her Highness was admitted to Everafter at the request of her concerned mother, a foreign Queen named Lorana. According to the Queen, the girl ran away shortly after her sixteenth birthday. Snow White had gone out to pick wild flowers with an escort, of whom no trace has been found. She was discovered several weeks later by her distraught mother living in the home of seven hermetic and violent dwarves, who were forcing the Princess to slave away for them. After several unspecified attempts to remove her daughter peacefully, the Queen resorted to drastic but unfortunately necessary measures to free the girl; she made it seem as though the girl was dead, then hired an actor to give her the kiss of life with antidote coated lips. They rode off into the sunset, or, really, just outside the dwarves’ earshot, at which point the Queen and her escort revealed themselves. It was at this moment that the unfortunate girl’s mind snapped. She stabbed her ‘Prince’ repeatedly in the neck with his own dagger, and then threw herself at her mother; luckily she was knocked unconscious by one of the knights before she could do any more damage to herself or anyone else.
Now Snow White is confined in a maximum security cell. After several unfortunate and extremely bloody incidents, she is only fed and interacted with physically by males with dwarfism; even her psychiatrist is a dwarf. As such she just smiles vacantly, mutters and sings to herself, and does what she’s told. Small animals keep finding their way into her cell; no one is quite sure how they keep getting in, and they’ve given up trying to keep them out.
Appearance: Snow White
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Gaia Name: Moriwen Cartel
Character Name: Rapunzel
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Status: Patient
Disorders: Agoraphobia, Antisocial Personality Disorder, Avoidant/Dependant Personality Disorder, Narcissistic personality disorder
Bio: Admitted to the Facility a few months ago, Rapunzel has been diagnosed with excessive pathological narcissism and agoraphobia with anti-social tendencies. After spending most of her formative years in seclusion, a young prince, known as the Serial Husband 'Prince Charming', 'rescued' her from a obelisk-esque tower.
In obvious need of positive human contact, this 'prince' did more damage than good when it came to light he was 'saving' and marrying multiple young princesses (At last count including a Miss Cinderella, Aurora 'Briar Rose', and the Patient Rapunzel).
When she found out her 'love' had other women, the patient flew into a rage and murdered him, causing her incarceration. Permanently. Though the patient seems to lack any and all memory of the assault, still waiting 'For her prince to come'.
Appearance: Rapunzel
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Gaia Name: sab ip
Character Name: Aurora (Sleeping Beauty)
Species: Human
Gender:Female
Age: 18
Status: Patient
Disorders: Severe delirious episodes, phobia of non-humans, hypomania("mood swings")
Bio: Maybe you think that the King wanted the Fairies to take in his daughter, but it was the Fairies who threatened the King into "giving" his daughter to them. When she in the story was put to sleep, she was actually in a state of surprise that knocked her unconsious. Malificent (so called bad fairy) tried to save her, leaving her in a state of shock and confusion, leading to hypomania every time she sees or hears non-human terms llike dwarves, fairies, witches. She has also forgoten all about her past, and since she was mentally ill, her parents sent her here. She occationally has delusional problems which every time, she thinks her prince is being killed by Malificent. She has tried to commit suiside once when she was put in a room on the top floor with a balcony when they thought her problem was not a big one.
Appearance: Aurora
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Gaia Name: DingZhiLun
Character Name: Rosie
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: Unknown
Status: Patient
Disorders: Dark-pitch eyes and large red hands.
Bio: Rosie and her sister Posie may look young, but was one of the first patients of the Everafter Maximum Security Asylum.
No one knows why they have dark-pitched eyes or large bloody red hands, but the only thing they do know is that to never 'shake' their hands...
Would you like to shake their hands?
Appearance: http://endling.deviantart.com/art/Rosie-and-Posie-32678697 The one with the pink hair is Rosie and the one with purple hair is Posie
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 11:39 am
White List
None yet, aww.
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Black List
Empty. Let's keep it that way =D
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 11:44 am
Announcements
New ones are in red, old are in black.
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Open and accepting! Yay!
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 11:52 am
The nurse approached the door cautiously, her AK-47 gripped tightly, two armed guards standing on either end of the door, prepared to duck inside as soon as it was necessary. The nurse glanced at them and, after taking a deep, shaking breath, nodded grimly. One of the guards nodded and gripped the door handle, then after a silent count of three, turned it slowly and pushed the whitewashed door inwards, as silently as possible, so as not to disturb the occupant inside. The nurse rushed in the moment the door was opened, her rifle ready and her teeth clenched. She hadn't gone more than a few feet though when she stopped. The room, a near empty white-washed cell containing nothing more than a simple matress on the floor, was empty. She paused, then swallowed hard and took another couple of steps inside. She turned and glanced behind her, back towards the door; nothing. She bit her lip, trembling slightly, and took the walky-talky from her belt, clicking it to life with a static buzz and beginning to speak into it. "Control, we have a situation. Patient number zero-zero-one-two-zero isn't inside of her cell." After a moment, the response came through, "This is control, we hear you, are you quite sure she's not there? All of the screens are showing nothing but normal activity in the halls." The nurse glanced around quickly again, then said "Yes, I'm sure, she's not-" But she never finished.
As the words began to leave her mouth, a cold tear ran through her middle. For a moment, her voice caught in her throat, and she glanced down behind her at the small, red cloaked girl, holding the saw that was covered in her blood. The next moment, her upper half fell forward, spilling a pool of blood all over the floor of the cell. The guards were already rushing in, but too late; two swift slashes finished them off and the girl was rushing out into the corridor.
As she went, she heard alarms begin to go off. Guards began to leave their posts, spilling out of the rooms along with armed nurses and asylum personel, all bearing combat armor and high powered weapons. Bullets being shot; she turned and deflected them with her saw blade and continued running. Guards came at her as she went; most of them were cut down before they knew what was happening. The others knew enough to get out of her way. The few who managed to last didn't last long; in no time, she was through the personel and could see the entrance to the asylum up ahead. Almost there; she sped up, cutting down two more guards who came at her. Almost there; a shout from up ahead. She glanced over, and then an explosion of pain as her vision went black.
The small, furry figure landed deftly behind the tiny fallen figure, his large, stell-capped boots clanging slightly on the ground. His tail curled and he purred with satisfaction; he'd be paid well again this week. "Well done, Mr. Boots," came the slow, drawling voice of the president of Everafter, Mr. Dumpty. He was a short, ugly, egg-shaped man, more concerned with his money than the state of his patients. In fact, he did very little actual work now, and spent almost no time in the asylum. Red here, now, she was a special interest to him, which was probably the only reason he was here. "I think she's had enough fun for today. If you would be so kind as to bring her to the prepared cell on Block C. And, see to it that we don't have any more mishaps anytime soon, if you please." He then turned and looked at the man next to him, a very tall, slightly crooked looking man, with tiny, beady black eyes and a frightening grin that exposed his yellowish teeth, along with most of his gums. Dumpty waved a stubby arm towards the fallen guards and nurses. "Return them to working order before tomorrow's shift, if you would, Doctor, and see that this mess is cleaned up promptly. The tours will be coming through shortly."
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Posted: Sun Apr 27, 2008 9:26 pm
The slender girl sat on her cot, her knees curled up under her chin. Her purple-shadowed black eyes were utterly still, and though they were pointed in the direction of the heavy door across the room, they were not focused, seeming to stare straight through the reinforced wood. The full, bright red mouth, shocking in that perfect porcelain face, was the only thing that moved, and the soft, listless whisper was nothing but white noise unless you were a foot away.
Suddenly she shifted, and though her eyes didn't focus, per say, the intensity behind them increased. The next moment she was scrambling toward the door, all long, thin legs and streaming black hair. After pressing her left ear hard against the door, she became utterly, eerily still except for the slow, too-wide smile that spread across her face as she listened to the death screams and wet sounds coming from down the hall.
She didn't seem to notice the tiny, bright yellow bird that landed on her shoulder, but after a moment she spoke to it in a disturbingly sweet voice, almost sing-song. "Mother's back. Mother's always back, bringing presents. Apples, combs, corsets, ribbons, pretty pretty." She giggled softly, her head still pressed to the door. The bird did not respond, unless taking a strand of inky hair in its beak with a fast, jerkily avian movement counted as a response. The girl, however, pulled away from the thick wood and looked at it thoughtfully, as though it had spoken. "You could be right," she acknowledged after a moment of silence, "It could just be Red." She shook her head suddenly and violently. "But it is not. There is no Red. There is only Mother. Everyone's Mother, and Mother is Everyone..." With that she trailed off into her usual murmuring, still sitting on the cold stone floor.
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Posted: Mon Apr 28, 2008 8:20 pm
'Six thousand three hundred and thirty eight. Six thousand three hundred and thirty nine, Six thousand three-...'
Rapunzel jumped slightly at the noise in the hall, brush half-way down her long past floor length hair. Hopping up onto her bed, she pushed up on a ceiling tile and tucked her brush back among her smuggled but necessary contraband. Slipping everything into the silk bag and barely resisting taking a glance in her silvered mirror, since polished steel made even her look ever so pedestrian, she buried her belongings in a bit of insulation and replaced the tile with practiced ease.
She loved played the innocent act when her shrink asked how she seemed to still maintain her flawless appearance even in here.
'Just lucky I guess... some just seem to be gifted more than others. You should look into a potion to fix those unsightly crow's feet.'
'Punzel near did understand why she never came back. But if she hadn't left, Dr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome wouldn't be her new shrink.
Hearing Red tear through like all Hell Broke loose, she moved to the tiny window and peered out. Not to watch the slaughter, though FairyGodMother knows that was poetry, but to catch a glimpse at the cute new doctor with the shoulder length black hair.
She began to sing softly to herself, carting a hand through the shining locks of red hair.
'Just a matter of time before he comes and rescues me. He loves me. How can he not, I am perfect after all...'
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 4:19 am
The 18 year old girl heard the blood-curling screams and laughed to herself. "It must be Red again. How does she always make my day?" Aurora looked at the shiny metal door infront of her.
"Now what trick should I play on them today? Delusion, hypomania or maybe suicide. But how should I get attention?" she whispered to herself, grinning. She loved to act and always caused havocmost of the time.
Aurora screamed while she slamed her body on the door. Since she was sent here, she had fits so much that she was used to slamming her body on the doors. A blood-curling scream could be heard in the corridor and guards came rushing towards her room.
"Let me go! Let me go home!" she screamed as the guards open the door. Her head was bleeding with warm, sticky blood and she wiped it off. She sat down on the floor and mumbled, "Dad is going to bring me home, one day..." as she trailed off into sleep.
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Posted: Tue Apr 29, 2008 11:07 pm
Rapunzel paces back and forth in front of the door, braiding her hair as she walks.
'Why won't he visit... where is he? I'm not supposed to be ignored like this."
Furious, she began to bang on the door, tossing the thick rope of a braid over her shoulder.
"If I cause enough trouble he'll have to come see me."
Slamming her fists against the door, tight enough for her nails to bite into her palms and draw blood.
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Posted: Wed Apr 30, 2008 2:19 pm
21 years ago,
"A long time ago, their was a plague in London. Everyone in London died because of it. People said that the plague started because the people in London didn't take baths or wash their hands, but the real reason was because of these two gifted children... Rosie and Posie. Their giant, bloody red hands are the source of the plague. Rumors say that if you even go an 2 feet near their hands, the next thing you'll know, is that your dead... So, we finally have these two little monstrosities in our capable hands, what should we do to them-" The phone was ringing. "Who is this!? I was in a important meeting!" A high toned voice was coming from the other end. "I'm sorry, but Rosie is killing our men. What should we do?" Silence filled the room. "I thought you said that you'll put them in a high-security cell!" The voice came from the other side of the room. It was a very deep one...
Present time,
"Sister, I'm bored," The voice was an average girl's tone. "Sister! Are you listening to me!"
"I am." This voice was different though. It's a kind of voice that would give people chills down their spine. "I'm bored too,""I got it! Lets play 'I Spy'! I'll go first, I spy a little pink piggy holding a can of pills,""Is it Iggy," Pointing to the small pig in front of a cell door that said 00120..."Woah, you must be psychic!"
14 years ago,
"The progress with 'The Black Plague' is working finely, if I do my self," It was a voice that belonged to a greedy egg, Mister Dumpty. "Yes it is..." It was a deep, evil voice. Dr. Crooked... "Hymn, I think we should speed up the progress, don't you think?" said mister Dumpty. "Yessss, we should, but remember, we still have our little red riding hood," Crooked said in a dark tone. "Yes, out little red...
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Posted: Thu May 01, 2008 3:03 pm
It was several hours later, and the girl was standing on the small stool she was given in her new cell, her hands resting on the ledge for the tiny, half-foot square window in one wall, which she was staring through resolutely. She couldn't get through it; she'd tried already, several times. It was made of some sort of strange glass, much stronger than even the heavy stone walls of the first cell she'd been in, which she'd managed to break through during her first escape attempt. This... she tapped it absent-mindedly. It didn't sound like regular glass, the sound was much deeper, heavier. She tapped it again, then rested her hand and began watching the forest surrounding the asylum. She was very different now than she had been a few hours earlier. Two nurses had entered and left her cell, and she hadn't so much as reacted to them. A small bowl with food in it was still resting on her floor, by now long cold, and untouched.
A light breeze stirred up the leaves in the trees, sending darting shadows flashing across the wall. The girl froze, her eyes widened; for a moment, the shadows twisted, contorted, she was in the forest again, and that monsterous beast was bearing down on her once more. A second later though, the shadows shifted, and the Wolf was gone again. She blinked, realized that she hadn't exhaled yet, and sighed. It hadn't gone so well earlier... that beast had come again, along with all his little Wolfings, and that voice had come inside of her head again and she'd known, she had to kill them, or she would have been eaten for sure.
She shifted slightly, her eyes flicking back towards the door; a familiar, high pitched, almost squeeling voice was speaking nearby. One of those little pigs would be leading the visitors through today. She couldn't see them from this room; it was a high-security cell. No windows except for this one, to allow a view of the sky. She listened for a moment, then turned and began staring out the window again. She'd think of something soon... She tapped on the window again and sighed lightly.
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Posted: Tue May 06, 2008 11:55 am
Rapunzel snarled and raved, still beating her hands against the door. As soon as she realized those disgusting pigs would be lurking about, she punching the door as hard as she could, cracking her knuckles with a sickening pop. Stepping away, almost like a different person she headed to the window, grateful that even though there were bars the glass could be opened. Leaning out and staring at the countryside she began to hum an eerily happy tune.
'Why won't he some visit me? Where is my Prince? I don't like being ignored...' Her eyes practically glowing with an evil light.
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