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20 February 2013, 08:46 PM   #1
Joined: 19 Feb 2013
Posts: 12
Last edited by My_Home_Is_Happy, 21 February 2013
1. Cordelia 2. Misa 3. Holly 4. James 5. Cinnamon
Misa Carmicheal . Sixteen . Adj. disorder, anxiety. Alex Bonnen . Nineteen . Medicine

20 February 2013, 10:26 PM   #2
Pluto Richards
Joined: 12 Oct 2011
Posts: 431
I figure Cordelia needs a cell so I'll just stick her in here....
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20 February 2013, 10:27 PM   #3
Joined: 19 Feb 2013
Posts: 12
Alright, thank you.
Misa Carmicheal . Sixteen . Adj. disorder, anxiety. Alex Bonnen . Nineteen . Medicine

21 February 2013, 07:51 PM   #4
Holly-Berry Glacea/Dr. Devlin Butch
Joined: 21 Nov 2011
Posts: 922
Last edited by ‹<♬>Minnie♥Melody<♬>›, 21 February 2013

Holly was thrust into the dark room, the door slamming shut behind her. She stumbled away
from it, her mind foggy and jumbled from a drug that they had given her to allow the
doctors to get her into her cell. A fear of men was a horrible thing to have in this
Asylum. She groped around for something to hold onto, and found the rusted metal post of a
small bed in the corner. She lowered herself onto it and clung to the post, feeling dizzy
and nauseous. Inaudible mumbles fell from her dry lips, and she began to rock back and
forth. The action calmed her a bit, but was unable to drive away the effects of the drug.
What had they said..? Opium?
Holly Berry Glacea Holly || "The Lost Girl" || "Wendy" || Sixteen || Empath Dependent Personality Disorder, Genophobia, Pediophobia, Heterophobia "What is that horrible feeling in your chest? It hurts me so... won't you sing with me like the flowers do, and make it go away forever?"

21 February 2013, 08:51 PM   #5
Pluto Richards
Joined: 12 Oct 2011
Posts: 431
Cordelia looked up, noticing a small girl sitting next to the single bed in the cell, rocking back and forth. Silently, she slid over to her and sat next to her. "H-hello? Are you alright?" She stroked the girls head, a worried look on her face. "It'th alright. It'll be alright. Don't worry." She cooed, letting the girl mumble and rock.
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21 February 2013, 09:33 PM   #6
Holly-Berry Glacea/Dr. Devlin Butch
Joined: 21 Nov 2011
Posts: 922


Holly fell silent as the comforting feeling of a hand stroking her hair began. Her own
father had used this technique to calm her when she was younger. Finally getting her body
to respond she turned to look at the pretty girl sitting next to her on the grey bed. She
squinted, trying to focus her vision.
"Who are you?" Her words seemed to slur together, and they didn't feel right on her lips.
Holly Berry Glacea Holly || "The Lost Girl" || "Wendy" || Sixteen || Empath Dependent Personality Disorder, Genophobia, Pediophobia, Heterophobia "What is that horrible feeling in your chest? It hurts me so... won't you sing with me like the flowers do, and make it go away forever?"

21 February 2013, 10:55 PM   #7
Annamarie "Sparrow" McArthur/Dr. Hugo Bennet/Mod
Joined: 1 Oct 2011
Posts: 1056
((Can we add Cinnamon to this room~?))
Cinnamon Montague |19| schizophrenia 

Sophie Byrne |15 | violent tendencies 

21 February 2013, 10:58 PM   #8
Joined: 19 Feb 2013
Posts: 12
 (( Yep, you're added. ))
Misa Carmicheal . Sixteen . Adj. disorder, anxiety. Alex Bonnen . Nineteen . Medicine

21 February 2013, 11:10 PM   #9
Holly-Berry Glacea/Dr. Devlin Butch
Joined: 21 Nov 2011
Posts: 922

(Yay we're filled up now =D )
Holly Berry Glacea Holly || "The Lost Girl" || "Wendy" || Sixteen || Empath Dependent Personality Disorder, Genophobia, Pediophobia, Heterophobia "What is that horrible feeling in your chest? It hurts me so... won't you sing with me like the flowers do, and make it go away forever?"

21 February 2013, 11:13 PM   #10
Joined: 19 Feb 2013
Posts: 12
 (( Yep :3 ))
Misa Carmicheal . Sixteen . Adj. disorder, anxiety. Alex Bonnen . Nineteen . Medicine

21 February 2013, 11:28 PM   #11
Annamarie "Sparrow" McArthur/Dr. Hugo Bennet/Mod
Joined: 1 Oct 2011
Posts: 1056
((whoo hoo~ now people can come to my room and Sophie won't be so lonely xD))
These shadows weren't like the others... they could touch her. Still, she didn't look. She
never looked at them directly because of what she saw when she did. Nor did she pay any
attention to their voices as they spoke concerning her. 
They weren't real.
That was what her nanny had always said. She'd said that she was real. Mama and Papa were
real but the others were her imagination and she had to try to get rid of them. How long
ago had that been? Cinnamon couldn't remember anymore but now mama and papa and her nanny
were all gone and there was nothing but the people who were not real. They could touch
her... but could they hurt her? She didn't know. Some of them said they could, that they
would beat her until she couldn't move again but they hadn't yet. Maybe they were just
waiting... no matter. 
The hallway was long and they pushed her down it until there was a door. Was it a real
door? She stared at it as it opened and it didn't seem to be blurry like the not real
things so the answer was yes. There were more shadows in the room; dozens, and she ignored
them all, her eyes focusing on the only real object in the room- the door- as it closed.
((whoops this sucks but I'm in a hurry. no more kupika for me until tonight so my replies
won't come until then))
Cinnamon Montague |19| schizophrenia 

Sophie Byrne |15 | violent tendencies 

22 February 2013, 01:11 AM   #12
Guest Poster
The nurse released James' arm outside of a door. She mumbled something that sounded like
an insult and a compliment in one as she unlocked the door and allowed James to walk in
independently. Once he was inside she immediately locked the door and strolled off. "AND
GOODBYE TO YOU TOO!" James shouted at the now empty hallway, his thick, Irish accent
cutting through the corridor like a blade, aided by his high-pitched voice. He
straightened his shirt to regain his composure. "Hello? Anybody here" he said to the room
before he properly observed it.

22 February 2013, 01:25 AM   #13
Holly-Berry Glacea/Dr. Devlin Butch
Joined: 21 Nov 2011
Posts: 922
(I like the sound of Irish accents Q...Q )

Holly jumped as a loud voice rang in her ears, her slowmoving gaze glancing around the
room for its' source. It was then that she noticed another in the room for the first time;
another beautiful girl sitting opposite to her and the equally pretty girl who sat next to
her. She seemed to stare at nothing, and Hollys gaze soon wandered to another figure, one
which stood, staring around them room. If she hadn't been drugged, the figures appearence
would have sent her into a fit of screams, for the person resembled a male. However, Holly
also knew that this was an asylum for girls. The only males should have been the doctors,
yet this person seemed to be a boy. She furrowed her brows, not sure how to react in her
current state. She turned to the girl by her side and slid closer to her for comfort.
Holly Berry Glacea Holly || "The Lost Girl" || "Wendy" || Sixteen || Empath Dependent Personality Disorder, Genophobia, Pediophobia, Heterophobia "What is that horrible feeling in your chest? It hurts me so... won't you sing with me like the flowers do, and make it go away forever?"

22 February 2013, 01:36 AM   #14
Guest Poster
(Irish accents are the sex)

James heard no reply and so wondered further into the room. He noticed some figures dotted
around the room, but mainly saw the wide eyed little girl staring at him. He wondered over
to her and frowned at her "is there something wrong with my face?" he asked in a
semi-joking, semi-serious tone

22 February 2013, 01:48 AM    #15
Holly-Berry Glacea/Dr. Devlin Butch
Joined: 21 Nov 2011
Posts: 922
(Most definetly...   I wish I was Irish, being American is so overrated these days
  )

Holly blinked as the boy approched her, her fear fighting to break through her drugged
stupor but failing. Still through mere instinct she shrunk away from him, clinging tightly
to the girl by her side.
"N-no.... are you a boy?" Her lips felt weighed down, and her words once again slurred
together. She ignored it, and studied his dark hair.
"You have pretty hair." She was surprized that the words came on their own, for she hadn't
ment to speak them; however, the embaressment that would have come at a time like this
failed to appear.
Holly Berry Glacea Holly || "The Lost Girl" || "Wendy" || Sixteen || Empath Dependent Personality Disorder, Genophobia, Pediophobia, Heterophobia "What is that horrible feeling in your chest? It hurts me so... won't you sing with me like the flowers do, and make it go away forever?"

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