The Asylum: Profile Thread

[TheCheesecakeBandit]

.:The Visitors:.


|My Name Is|: Leon Vekaranachi Dal Proxy Fading

|I Am A|: Male

|I Am|: Eighteen years old

|I Like|: guys.

|Occupation|: Student in forensic pathology, first year. Specialize in autopsy's.

|Why Am I In This Forsaken Place|: The reason why? A few, one it was the only local hospital and I have got a major assignment to do and I was gonna come here for some information on it. I did read up on this place...sorta. There was not much. Besides, a few family members were put here. We never heard back from them...

|This Is How I Act|: I am your typical eighteen year old...okay that was a lie. I am a very go go person, trying to do everything at once and all of the like. I cannot sit still, I don't like to. I can be hot-headed at times, only when I know I am right. I am a tad of a show off, but then again who ain't right? However I am very bashful and shy, it is all Nicks fault from when we first met. I am also very loud and happy all the time, I tend to smile a lot. People say I have a nice smile, but I cant tell...can you? Well that is for you to decide.

I am a tad competitive when it comes to school work. If I think someone will get more marks then me in something, I will find a way to get more information then them, therefore getting more marks. However that is only in classes, out side in the real world I don't do that, it is rude. Only in school, because I was always told, School is a competition in the end, and you are all competing to get the best marks. I can be random, like saying weird things at the most inappropriate moment, but that is how people get happy.

Well that is me in a nut shell...nut shell? Who came up with that one?...Weird...

|My Life Story|: I was born in Australia and lived there for a few years before moving to were I am now. I had been a child with high prioritizes, everything had to be planned out and if anything was out of place I would flip. However that changed when I came to my new school at the age of ten, when I met all my friend I hang out with at school still and were I met him. My lover boy Nick.

My family is a normal one in a way, we have had a long line of 'crazy people' in our family along the line, so it is genetics that I am how I am. I am a bit 'crazy' in a way so to speak, but so is a lot of my friends, that is how we all stuck together. During my life I realized I was a boy loving boys in my first few years of high school, this got me into a lot of trouble at the school and I had a bit of a depressed stage then, but Nick, he in all his amazing glory helped me up and said all his friends knew that I was as I was before I even said anything to anyone. This made me happy and I hugged Nick tightly and he hugged me back. He was older then me and taller, and still is taller god damn it I am such a short a**, however he was in the same year as the rest of us, actually...I was younger then them all so...yeah never mind however that is not the point.

Nick looked at me and I looked at him and he did something, he kissed me. I never expected it ever! I mean I had a major crush on him since I realized I like boys and I never told anyone, but that day he kissed me. He was one of the most handsome people in all of the school and he had girls trying to date him left and right. I was weird, I stood by and watched, not minding but then that day when I came out and he kissed me, my life went up from there. We had been going out ever since. He had come out the same day, saying he was bisexual which was true. No one hated him for liking guys, only me. It was weird, but he looked after me and made sure no one was to hurt me. He is more of a spaz then me. It is really weird! Oh well. Many girls were jealous of me, but still acted the same and I was happy for that, I treated them the same as they did to me so everything was fine.

On our first date, Nick had gotten me a gift, as did I got one for him, he got me Nick the Tiger, he never explained why he got it for me. I had gotten Nick a necklace, a red ribbon with a bell on it. He loves cats and all of that, besides his temper is like a tiger, hence him getting me a tiger that is only one of the reasons of him getting it. I never let go of Nick the Tiger, he was always with me. If I had misplaced him I went nuts looking for him, Nick loved annoying me like that, hiding the tiger when I was not looking and watching me look for it. Some times he is just too mean.

In my final years of high school before I got into my uni I was trying to get into, my mother had to go away to another county for a bit and is still there to this day. She is doing a course in biochemistry and yeah. My dad is looking after the house and everything still to this day, my mother comes back in a few months. Anyway! During my final years my friends and I all went spastic and studied like crazy, trying to get great results. We were the loud ones of the school and we over heard teachers bag mouthing us one day, saying we are most likely going to bring this school shame with low grades and everything, saying we were all worthless and what not. I told my friends and we walked up to them two teachers and said to their faces, 'Bag mouth us again and we will ******** you up. We will get the best grades in all of the school and prove you wrong.'

We also informed the principle of our situation, he was on our side and get them two teachers in for a meeting and they were told if we did not get top marks in the school they would be kicked out. They freaked out and helped us as well as every other teacher. We helped one another and what not in trying and then come exams we were ready. What happened? Well we not only got the best in our school, but our whole group was amongst the best students out of all of the country. We got into the best university in all of the country and are trying to keep our grades high, living up to our past score. That is were I am now, living with all my friends in a house near the school and staying in the same room as Nick. Funny, during one exam they tried to take Nick the tiger off of me at one point, thinking there was answers inside of it, they were going to rip him open! However Nick told them straight, along with a few teacher, what Nick the tiger was and that it was never for cheating. The teacher that went to rip him open was removed from the room.

I wanted to do forensic pathology for a very long time, I always liked cutting up dead things and finding out how they once worked and what not. That is what lead me into what course I am in now. You all better watch out! Fellow Forensic Pathologist, get ready to face your worst nightmare!

Anyway, that is my past, sorry for it being plan and mainly about school, but there is were I am and have been for most of my life so yeah!

|I Want To|: Get all the information I need and get the hell out. You know how creepy it is in a place like this? God damn!

|Who I Love|: Nick, my boyfriend and Nick the Tiger.

|Some Other Things You Need To Know|: The tattoo on my right arm is from part of a group I am in. Falling Psi. One of my other friends made it and it is now a large group in our school and has a fair few members. All unique in a lot of different ways. Nick was against me joining, but I had to. My reasons alone, Nick understands now though.

I am claustrophobic, I cant stand close spaces. That is why my room with Nick is large, to make me feel better. I don't know or remember why I am like that, I just am.

I tend to get vision, either of the future or something else. I don't know what. Maybe my past, I cant tell. However I can only channel it when the adrenalin run hits. However most of the time the future visions are blurry. The past is crystal clear, because he has already been set.

|My Theme Song Is|: Mix Speakers, inc - If

|My Puppet Master Is|: TheCheesecakeBandit  

[TheCheesecakeBandit]

.:The Patients:.


My name is: Jason Koldhen Williams || Blood Drops
I am a: [Male]
I am: [17 || My physical body is 17, but I came into existence 8 or 9 years ago...]
I like: [I don't really know, guys? || Both the sex's. Or maybe neither, No preference?]
The reason why I am in the asylum: [My parent's checked me in when I was 10 because they think I was hurting myself at night...|| Jason's parents dragged me here when Jason was 10, I fought then, but now I never want to leave...]
What I am like: [I really haven't had a lot of 'life' to develop a full personality. However I find that I have the most distinct urge to be kind and caring, I like bright things and happy people. I don't know why people say I'm cruel and nasty.... || Cruel, 'unfeeling', 'evil', I don't like people. I don't like anything really, besides myself. My only instincts are to kill and destroy, and maybe please my physical body.]
I am working with: [No One, why? Should I be!? || Myself.]
My story before The Asylum: [I was born in Missoula, Montana. When I was about 3 my family moved to the city that the Hospital is in. I continued to grow, and was very normal. But one night when I was 8 I had some friends sleeping over. Sounds normal and fine right? Well the thing is I don't remember any of that night. When I woke up the next day, I was in the hospital out of town and my arm was bandaged so tightly I couldn't feel it, the doctors told me I had cut it open from the shoulder to my hand, I told them I didn't remember anything like that! Over the next few weeks my family worried about me, and I kept getting injuries I didn't remember getting. Two years passed with this. Finally my family couldn't take it, and they took me to St Sabbas in the middle of the night, so I don't remember it. || You want to know about me? Well when my precious host Jason was about 8 he had some friends over for the night, we were playing hide and go seek, and Jason had hidden in the bathroom. He cut our hand on a razor as he climbed into the bathtub. As the blood flowed out of the wound and he started to suck, I came into existence. Jason won't remember this, but I took the razor and cut all down our arm, giggling as I did so, the pain was brilliant, and I was intrigued by the way crimson liquid flowed down my arm. So intrigued by it, that I named myself Blood Drops, Blood for short, or just B. I left the bathroom, not interested in playing a silly game. One of Jason's little friends saw me with the blood pouring out of our arm. He screamed and got Jason's mother, I guess she's mine too, next thing I knew we were in the car, heading out of town because Jaso-- Our parent's didn't trust the town hospital. Our mother was holding the wound closed, I was to drowsy from the blood loss to resist. As day broke Jason came back into control, damn him. After that night, I started appearing every night hurting the body that had become mine with no regret. I terrified our parents, I know I did, and if they ever had come to visit the hospital, I'm sure they would still. Of course, they'd just see ordinary Jason, not me because they wouldn't live 30 seconds in what my life is.]
My story in The Asylum: [Everyone's been very polite to me, I don't really know why they say that I'm doing better, because I honestly don't think that anything's wrong with me. However, since I've been here, the unexplainable injuries have all but stopped. I suppose that's an improvement... || Since I only come into consciousness at night, I'm very familiar with the 'things', I don't know nor do I care what they are, but they're rather fun to play with. I find that if I'm hurting someone or something else then I don't have to worry about dieing from cutting myself to deep, or have to deal with broken limbs. I think this place is great, I love it here, I never tire with my games with the things that litter this place. I'm sure Jason is happy too, because the place is so aggravatingly normal during the day. I'm so pleased that my time is the night, because life is just so thrilling when you're constantly fighting for your life. I'm sure there are many more years of fun in store for me. Jason and I have already been here for 7 years or so, no thanks to that twerp. We'd already be dead if he was in charge at night. And I just can't have that.]
Who I love: Well, I didn't really understand that concept when I was 10, and I don't know anyone here.... || No one, it's not like I have time with all the 'things' around to fall in love. Although I'm not even sure it's possible!
Some other things you need to know: [About the appearance: Since Blood will be mostly active, that's the appearance I used. His eye color turns red, and the hair is usually dosed in blood. During the day the eye's are blue and the hair is clean, a lightish brown.

Well, I don't know why some of the other patients are so scared || Along with blood I'm moderately obsessed with chocolate.]
My Theme Song is: [ Bruises and Bitemarks ||| Blood- MCR]
My puppet master is: [RikkuFukaimori]