[extraterrestrial]

Sorry to double post but the extra versions are up

[Fehyr]

"Am i alone? No... I hear them..
The voices.. The ones i've heard ever since i was
little... I'm never alone.. They are there. They
have always been there..."

"My name is Seventh Sanctum...
Or that is what I have named myself... It was the title of the room I was in..
All those years, trapped... With nothing but the voices... Whispering to me.. For
me to escape.. To escape that black and white room, the room that made me
INSANE. The only one who helped me in the darkness gave into so long ago
was my imaginary friend.. Cheshire cat... I heard about him in a book
i was read as a child... He tells me my real name is Alice..."

"Am i alive?
Or am i dead?
Is this reality?
Or is it all in my head?"

"I am a female, yes...
I believe so anyway.. I have never given much thought to my gender, mainly because
I have never met another jewel mane dragon... On my Identity card it says i am a
girl, so i guess i am..."

"Save me, I'm
going insane.
They say all I can do
is smile, and wait"

"Sometimes... I begin to wonder, what my
life would be like if I were a normal Jewel... Living with a loving family,
to have a brother and sister, a dog, a mother and father. I would wonder
if I would have the voices in my head, the ones that keep me company
in my otherwise lonely life... That was when I made my own little world,
which is based off of Wonderland, yet mine is called Underland..."



"As the years pass by,
I begin to wonder why;
why the world wishes me
dead.
Why I hear these voices in
my head..."



"I have been in this cell of solitude for so long, but I count the days..
The years... The minutes, even the mere seconds. I have counted from
the moment I got here, to this very second. I have found that I am
about 17 years of age... Not that it matters, after all... I'm alone with only
cheshire, no one to talk to, no others my age... Counting every moment
i'm in here is the only way I can at least try to stay sane.."

[r e n]

RESERVE
RESERVE
ALL YHE RESERVES.

[Mildew]

WIP :3

[etherealsig]

I will avenge my parents.. Someday..

Ɩ∂ɛитιғιcαтισи ρнσтσ

Иαмɛ

Ǥɛи∂ɛя
Ƥαтιɛит #121 ιƨ ғɛмαℓɛ

Яɛαƨσи ғσя Иαмɛ
Ƥαтιɛит #121 ιƨ cσ∂ɛиαмɛ∂ "Ƭιтαиιʋм" βɛcαʋƨɛ σғ нɛя
ʋиιզʋɛ cσℓσʋяιиɢ αи∂ ƨтяσиɢ нɛαят. тнɛ иʋмвɛя σғ
тιмɛƨ ƨнɛ нαƨ тяιɛ∂ тσ ɛƨcαρɛαи∂ иɛαяℓʏ ƨʋcƨɛɛ∂. Ƨнɛ
ιƨ ʋиƨтσρραвℓɛ.

Яɛαƨσи ғσя cαρтιʌιтʏ

I'm not sorry for my crimes. I did what i did to avenge my parents.
People say i'm always mad, but i know deep inside
it's the right thing to do. I kill murderers, hoping
to destroy the ones who killed my parents. Afterwards,
though i got out of hand, and killed everyone who made me mad.
I'm not insane, really. Curse this plac--

Ѵι∂ɛσ Ƨʋяʌαιℓɛиcɛ σғ 8/5/13

Δɢɛ
Ƥαтιɛит #121 ιƨ αяσʋи∂ 16 ʏɛαяƨ σℓ∂

Ƨcιɛитιғιc иσтɛƨ σи #121

Ħαƨ αттɛмρтɛ∂ тσ ƨɛcαρɛ мʋℓтιρℓɛ тιмɛƨ, ιƨ ιи тнɛ нιɢнɛƨт ƨɛcʋяιтʏ cɛℓℓ.
Ɖσɛƨи'т ƨℓɛɛρ αт αℓℓ, ʝʋƨт cσωɛяƨ ιи тнɛ cσяиɛя
Ɖσɛƨи'т тακɛ ριℓℓƨ ɢιʌɛи, αи∂ мαιиℓʏ ɛαтƨ мɛαт.

Яα∂ισαcтιʌɛ, вʏ Ɩмαɢιиɛ Ɖяαɢσиƨ. #121 нαƨ ƨнσωи ραятιcʋℓαя ℓικιиɢ тσ тнιƨ ρɛιcɛ σғ мʋƨιc.

Ƥσɛм
Ƭнιƨ ωαƨ ωяιттɛи вʏ σиɛ σғ σʋя тɛαм ωнιℓɛ σвƨɛяʌιиɢ #121

A sit here alone all day,
With nothing to do, nothing to play.
I just want to get out of here,
There is nothing i fear,
Except you, you all,
You scare me, you frighten me,
Just leave me be.
I just want to get out of here.
I stay up all night,
in fear and in fright,
of seeing you stare,
into my lair.
I just want to get out of here.
You've created a hole,
now you can see into my soul,
I'm trapped here forever
You'll let me go? Never.

βιятн∂αʏ
19тн Ѧαʏ
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[extraterrestrial]

Bump!

[☣ Chernobyl ☢]

Volatile Clockhands

Valkyrie

F ♀

Estimated to be 18 - 20 years

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Diagnosis:

-Dissociative identity disorder

-Sociopathy (Unconfirmed)

Patient number 121 appears to suffer from DID (Dissociative identity disorder) which was possibly induced by the death of her twin sister at an early age. Patient #121 can often be seen talking or shouting to no one, as well as arguing with herself. However, patient #121 does not try and blame alternative personalities for her antisocial actions, and appears to take full responsibility for them.

Reason for admittance:

#121 was arrested following two violent attacks, both resulting in casualties. The first involved #121 breaking into the house of her birth parents. Shouting abuse, she attacked them remorselessly. It is believed that she thought them responsible for her late twin sister's death. Her mother died in the attack, and her father was admitted to the local hospital in critical condition. The following attack occurred a week later, after #121 evaded arrest at her parent's house. She entered the hospital in which her father was at the time. Rather than trying to attack him, she entered the doctor's offices, and began lashing out at the doctor who was believed to have helped her mother give birth to her and her late sister. A nurse called the police, and #121 did not resist arrest. An ambulance was called, but the victim had already passed away.

Well journal, since it seems you and I are gonna become very close friends, let's start with what you're dying to hear. Did I do it? Did I kill them?

Therapeutic journal entries

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{This image, discovered in #121's cell was sketched on a napkin. Her method of obtaining drawing equipment is unknown.}

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No sound. Perhaps that's what infuriated her the most.
It drove her mad.
With a snarl of frustration, Valkyrie dragged her claws down the cold cement wall, desperate for some kind of noise to distract her. The wall screeched as her claws caught in it's crevices and cracks. A wave of shouted abuse from other patients followed.
"It's the middle of the night, Valkyrie, cut it out, for GOD'S SAKE!"
Ignoring them, the purple jewelled dragon looked down at her paw. Blood dribbled slowly out of her shattered claws. She didn't blink. With one more growl of annoyance, the dragon flopped ungracefully onto her thin, moth eaten mattress, her paw dangling over the leather bound journal that the doctors had given her. Slowly, as she gazed at the book, her consciousness dwindled away.

"Psst, sister."
Valkyrie pricked her ear up.
"Psst, Val."
Her ear flopped back down. It was just her sister.
"What?" Valkyrie mumbled.
No reply came.
As she began to roll over, Valkyrie became aware of a faint sound. It's short, even notes echoed throughout the wing.
The patient sat up, curious.
The sound began to get louder and louder. Around the corner shone torchlight, closely followed by a guard.
Valkyrie narrowed her eyes. It was that pathetic brown jewelled guard.
The purple jewel blinked. What was that shimmer?
Wait....could it be...?
It was! The heavy old silver key.
Valkyrie was reminded of all he dreams she'd had, of that very key in her possession. In all of them, she'd escaped.
Why, what if this was just another dream?
"Let's find out, Val" Her sister murmured.

(W.I.P!)

[corviidae]

Snowie

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Name: Ayako

Tag Number: #121

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Feminine ♀

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17 years

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wip

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#1:

#2: 1 piece of Art representing insanity and sanity using this one JMD- WIP

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Delirium- A temporary state of mental confusion
and fluctuating consciousness resulting from high fever,
intoxication, shock, or other causes. It is characterized by
anxiety, disorientation, hallucinations, delusions, and incoherent speech.
Patient 121 has delirium spurts, and can have uncontrolled motions,
mostly fear, excitement, and anger.

Minimum 6 Entry journal about being in an asylum

WIP

[jasps]

marking.
have a great story...

[peppermintleo]

I n s a n i t y .
It's only the beginning.

U P O N - A D M I T T A N C E

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|Client's name: Mirum Houst Aston|-----------|Gender: Male------------|
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|D.O.B: 10/21/1987---------------|-----------|Age: 26------------------|
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Information upon admittance:
Seems like a semi-normal male with a childish personality. Refused to--|
leave his sister, until she told him it was "Okay and for the the best."----|

Personality

Disorders
Schizophrenia-
A mental disorder that makes it hard to: Tell the difference between what is real and not real; Think clearly; Have normal emotional responses; Act normally in social situations.

"... I do not have this, I swear. I-i mean, isn't this super bad thing? R-right? I mean, my unicorn agrees with me. I dont have this. Okay?"
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Bipolar disorder-
A condition in which a person has periods of depression and periods of being extremely happy or being cross or irritable.
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Obsessive compulsive disorder-
This disorder (OCD) is an anxiety disorder in which people have unwanted and repeated thoughts, feelings, ideas, sensations, obsessions, or behaviors that make them feel driven to do something.

"P-please do something. I know you read this. They just don't stop! Flip the bed, flip the bed. Slam the door, do it now! They keep occuring. I really want to act, but they say it's bad, those in white do. The ones who gave me with journal."
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Amnesia-
A partial or total loss of memory.

"I have partial memory loss. I know this. Sudden things happen to me, then ten minutes later, there is a huge blank between now and then. I do not remember receiving this journal, but I know I didn't have it twenty minutes ago..."
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Multiple Personality Disorder-
Dissociative identity disorder is a psychiatric diagnosis that describes a condition in which a person displays multiple distinct personalities, ranging from 1-15 different personalities.

Phobias

Habits

Art

Stories

Journals


Username
Name
Gender
Age
Story about Escaping the Asylum that MUST include getting a rusty silver key that unlocks everyhting in the asylum
At least 2 pieces of Art
1 piece of Art representing insanity and sanity using this one JMD
Why were they in an asylum?
Minimum 6 Entry journal about being in an asylum