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 Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 1:23 pm
INTRODUCTION
Fifth Ward is an asylum for the most insane serial killers and rapists.
Most of the time, the patients are locked in their rooms with high dosages of medication running through their blood; But, if they're good, they're allowed into the cafeteria, and on the rare occasion, into the back of the facility where a grassy field is.
RULES
1. Be kind.
2. No going God mode.
EX. So-N-So kills everyone and destroys building.
3. Be literate.
4. Listen to the person in charge of the thread and members of the crew as well.
5. Use some sort of OOC (out of character), ex: [[]], (()), {}, etc.
--------------------> 6. PM PROFILES TO ME! (It makes the roleplay look nicer. c: )
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 1:48 pm
THE STORYFifth Ward Asylum for the Criminally Insane is located in the middle of nowhere, surrounded by razor-wire fences on all sides. In the back, there's a small, grassy field where the patients are sometimes able to get some fresh air.
It's a seven story building with two elevators on either side of the building.
Fifth Ward was built in 1888, with the intention to better the world. Many workers died during the building process, so some say that the building is haunted. But who knows? It's probably just the patients' minds playing tricks on them...CHARACTERSPatients:[size=9][b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Fears:[/b]
[b]Diagnosis:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]Small Bio:[/b]
[b]Serial Killer Name:[/b]
[b]Serial Killer M.O.:[/b]
[b]Other:[/b][/size] Name: Thaddeus "Tad" Lane
Age: 18
Fears: Eyes
Diagnosis: Paranoid Personality Disorder, Chronic Insomnia due to Somniphobia which is because of his paranoid personality disorder (on and off, not all the time)
Appearance: Picture curtiousy of Moth Wrangler, Mahogany eyes and Mahogany hair.
Small Bio: Thaddeus accidentally killed his best friend, Phillip, but he doesn't know that his doctor knows that. Because he accidentally killed his best friend, he felt as though people were becoming suspicious of him. Whoever decides to stare at him will likely die in the future.
Serial Killer Name: Spooner (haha)
Serial Killer M.O.: Gouging out people's eyes with spoons
Other: He's EXTREMELY paranoid, and often talks to himself. Whatever you do, do NOT stare at him. He loves ice-cream and had a box full of eyeballs at his house when the police caught him. c:Name:Graham Mitchell
Age:19
Fears:Open doors, Corpses, police
Diagnosis: Schizophrenia, dementia
Appearance:
Small Bio: Graham grew up in what could be described as the picture perfect family. Suburbs, white picket fence.. He was only 10 when he was driven insane by a voice he called "Marcus". He slaughtered his entire family, Mother, Father, Brothers, and his baby sister who never made it to her first birthday. He dismembered his siblings and ate their flesh, while he propped the bodies of his parents up in the yard in a standing position, an arm extended in a wave.
Serial Killer Name: The Devourer
Serial Killer M.O.: Throat slitting, dismemberment, devouring children and posing adults.
Other: He has speech problems due to the amount of mental stress he's had throughout his life.Name: Victoria Greynite
Age: 17
Fears: Dolls and anything sharp against her eyes.
Diagnosis: Insomnia, Asperger's Syndrome and Clinical Lycanthropy.
Appearance: http://asuka111.deviantart.com/art/Skull-Head-102291074 With black eyes and hoodie always pulled up over her head(and closed!).
Small Bio: Victoria grew up without friends because of her Asperger's Syndrome. One day she killed a cat and told her parents, when they found her, that the black bunny in her head told her to eat it. This continued until she was thirteen where she killed her siblings and mother in their sleep with a kitchen knife. The father found her eating from her brother.
Serial Killer Name: The Bunny Girl
Serial Killer M.O.: Eating from her victims.
Other: She thinks that she is slowly transforming into a bunny when she eats more raw meat. If she attacks someone then she doesn't stop until they are dead or she can't move. Sometimes she does things that doesn't make any sense and says that it's the bunny in her head that told her to do it. Anyone bad-mouthing the bunny WILL get hurt. Speaks well, but her mind is very childish.Doctors:[size=9][b]Name:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b]
[b]Patient:[/b] (whomever you care for)
[b]Fears:[/b]
[b]Appearance:[/b]
[b]Small Bio:[/b]
[b]Other:[/b][/size] Name: Dr. Lacie LaRue
Age: 26
Patient: Graham Mitchell is her main patient, but she often cares for the others while the other doctors are busy with paperwork.
Fears: The dark, spiders, people that can get into her mind
Appearance: short, wavy black hair; Green eyes; tall and slender
Small Bio: Lacie LaRue decided to become a Psychiatrist because of her want to help people that can't help themselves. Why a mental PRISON? Well, she felt it had more opportunity.
She grew up in a large town, and was raised by coffee shop owners. During most of her childhood, she was teased because she hung out with mentally unstable people.
Other: So far, she's been attacked by Thaddeus four times.Name:Malcolm Newberry
Age: 30
Patient: Tad and Victoria (temp)
Fears: Falling
Appearance: Tall, with blond hair and brown eyes, athletic build
Small Bio: Grew up in a family that specialized in the medical profession. Went to college for psychiatrics and was begged to join the asylum staff to help out a specific patient.
Other: Blind since birth, uses touch, sound, and memory to get around.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 1:53 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 3:00 pm
Thaddeus absently twiddled his thumbs, trying to ignore a doctor sitting 100ft or so away from him. This doctor had been staring at him since he arrived in the cafeteria. Hadn't she been warned already? Probably an intern. His back straightened and eyes widened.
She's suspicious...
If I had a spoon, Thaddeus thought. She'd have no eyes!
He giggled to himself, then smiled his wicked smile at the doctor. She shivered and then stood up and walked away.
Thaddeus grinned at his achievement. I won.
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Posted: Wed Jun 17, 2009 3:10 pm
Screams echoed throughout the hallways and throughout the asylum. The constant, consistent screams of a troubled boy with a troubled mind. Graham was having one of his fits. "Marcus" had been speaking to him again, telling him things... bad things. "Bodies.. Everywhere.. won't it be beautiful?" The voice whispered in his ear. "Kill them. Kill them all" But the boy was a fighter, he resisted! He had to! These medications were helping with everything but Marcus. They just made him louder, more violent, more...sadistic.
"Shut up Marcus, Shut up! Leave me Alone!" Graham screamed at the top of his lungs. "YOU'RE NOT THE BOSS OF ME!"
The nurses stood back as usual, just waiting for the fit to cease.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 4:51 pm
Thaddeus yawned and put his head down on the table, but it quickly shot up again. "These people are watching my every move. Show no weaknesses." He muttered incoherently to himself. He decided to get up and retrieve a small Styrofoam bowl of pudding from the food ladies. Instead of giving him a spoon to devour it with, the ladies gave him a plastic fork.
Lacie LaRue rushed out of the elevator and down the hall. Today she was wearing her favorite heels. Today will be a good day, she thought with a smile. Aside from that, she was running late. Graham's screams echoed in her head, and bounced off the walls of her mind. She stopped walking, and stopped in front of a room with an open door. Inside was the screaming Graham and about five nurses.
Lacie walked close to the boy, but still kept her distance. "You're doing good! Keep fighting it!" She encouraged.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 4:57 pm
Graham looked at the women, then his eyes darted around the room, fixating on the door. Open, door. Chills flew down his spine at the discovery and his face now said fear.
"The door! CLOSE THE DOOR! CLOSE IT NOW!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, rushing to the other side of the room and screaming. "CLOSE THE DAMN DOOR!"
He shuddered in place. The fear of the door had silenced Marcus for now and he breathed heavily, beginning to hyperventilate.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 5:02 pm
"What's wrong with you people!" Dr. Lacie yelled at the nurses. "Close the door!" All of the nurses left the room, closing the door behind them.
Lacie sighed as she looked at Graham. Sometimes she'd forget to close doors as well. This was a tricky patient.
"The door is closed." She said with a smile. "Now then, don't we feel better?"
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 5:05 pm
He stood there shaking and staring at the floor. "He's gone.. He's gone.. gone for now.. gone for..." Graham looked up, his dreads falling to the sides of his face, his rusty eyes now on the doctor. "H-Hello Doctor... A good night, you had, have you?" His speech was twisted, his sentences sometimes confusing. All due to his mind being stressed constantly throughout his life. He was slowly losing his sanity.
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 5:23 pm
"Yes, I have." She said with a smile. "I've been quite the busy bee!" She wanted to reach out and touch his shoulder, but knew he most likely wouldn't like that. Actually, she had never tried touching his shoulder... No, it's not work the risk...
"Well, we have a session together in about ten minutes. If you want, we can start early." She smiled warmly, again.
I just can't stop smiling, today!
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Posted: Thu Jun 18, 2009 8:36 pm
"Do what doctor seeks most sufficient, does she." He replied, his rusty eyes darting from her face to the floor. The head full of long dreads was stooping and upon seeing the doctor smile, he stood up a little bit straighter. "Such a good mood doctor in is. Something happen did?" Graham's eyes soon met the doctor's and his gaze would not falter.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 9:18 am
Victoria sat in her locked room and fiddled with the hem of her hoodie, trying to catch any voices that might make their way through the walls or the door. Sometimes the nurses passed the doors. She could hear their hurried steps as they rushed past hers. Even though she had been nice for the last months they still feared her. She giggled and looked around the room, searching for lesser bugs and spiders. She was hungry again...
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 10:58 am
[We need more doctors. D: ]
Dr. LaRue felt a shiver go up her spine, but she continued to smile. "Oh yes! Something did happen~" She paused for a moment. "I'm not really supposed to talk about my personal life to the patients, but I can trust you." She continued on. "I finally broke up with my good-for-nothing abusive boyfriend!" She jumped up and down excitedly, her heels clicking under her. Embarrassingly, she stopped. "Enough of that. Let's start our session. We can have it here or in my office. Whichever you'll feel more comfortable in."
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 11:32 am
"Trust Marcus, I doesn't..." He said in almost a whisper. "For how long doctor has taken Graham care, and she still options give? Office, good doctor" He said and cracked an awkward but warming smile. The man wasn't all that bad once Marcus was out of the picture. "Doctor keeps door closed. Very much liked." He muttered and fidgeted.
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Posted: Fri Jun 19, 2009 11:49 am
Thaddeus finished off his pudding and decided to just sit there and watch the people. He flinched, suddenly being flooding with horrible thoughts. They're trying to brainwash you, Tad. Don't look at them. And so, he decided to look at the plastic fork in his hand. I could kill with a fork, I really could... It's not as easy as it is with a spoon, but I could do it.
Lacie smiled back. "Alright, my dear. Let's go to my office then." She turned and put her hand on the doorknob, but didn't open it until Graham was ready.
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