Asylum (Semi Lit)

[Simply Emotional]

Axel didn't want to go back, didn't want to see Verran. He stopped suddenly, looking at her with his head cocked sideways. "Can I have my knife back?" He asked nonchalatly, watching her with intent eyes.

[Somewhere Cold]

((wow this looks awesome))

Name: Lucinda Snow
Age: 17
Date Admitted: 10/14/207
Age Admitted: 14
History(Why they are here): Lucinda lost her sight to a terrible flu on her 12th birthday. She began to see the shadows in her dreams. They tortured her and she would wake up with cuts and bruises all along her body from thrashing around in bed. She fond a cheap relief in the razorblades that her father kept in his office. Luce's mother began to notice the cuts on her daughters arms and got a counselor. The old man perscribed a pill that had never been fully tested. It had a lasting effect on Luce. Her senses began to heighten to make up for the loss of sight. She mastered what is known as echolocation and uses it as her sight. The shadows began to invade her waking world. At her 14th birthday party, Luce was dragged out of a home covered in shadows that only she could see, kicking and screaming and crying all the way to the van.
Family/Siblings admitted(If any): none
Crush: none yet
Disorder(If any): is blind, "sees" shadow demons that she thinks killed her family. She lives in constant fear of them
Picture(If wanted): Long black hair that is incredibly straight. her eyes are a strange, molten silver and don't even look like's they'd be blind. She is tall and well muscled with just the right ammount of curves. She has delicate, wiry features and a very pretty face. Luce prefers to wear skinny jeans, tees and converse wherever she goes. Her favorite clothing item is a baggy black hoodie that she can fit her entire body into.

[~Forbidden Truth~]

Ronan stopped running when she was a foot away from Axel and thought about it for a moment, but ended up shaking her head. "No. Not yet," she said, her hand moving to where she placed the knife in her jacket. Careful to avoid the sharp blade, she gripped the handle, keeping it out of Axel's sight. She wouldn't feel safe if she gave him the knife. Not because of Rex, but because she didn't know Axel too well, and the thought of someone she barely knew holding a weapon frightened her, probably even more than it should. Heh, Ronan thought silently. It seemed that maybe the asylum had changed her a little, and messed with her mind. "You can't have your knife back," she said, tightening her grip on the handle.

[kilasin]

Name:kaala saleti eventide
Age:18
Date Admitted: august 15 2003
Age Admitted:11
History(Why they are there): when her family was killed she was blamed as their murderer because she had been the only one in the house and had described the murderes to be demons. she beleives what she saw that night, and nobody from her family has tried to reach her. though before she was taken to the asylum her aunt had tried to take her in but she had made her 7 year old twins faint because of her gruesome details of her parents murder...
Family/Siblings admitted(If any): dead
Crush:
Disorder(If any): is often found huddled in a corner whispering about the room being filled with demons... she is quiet most of the times and faints often, she insists on herself not bein the murderer...
Picture(If wanted):

Name: Illiana Rowlands
Age: 17
Date Admitted: june 6 2006
Age Admitted:13
History(Why they are there): she suposedly went on a killing spree and kids at her school claimed they saw her staring out of her window at night with a gun and knife in her hand the night of a girl in her class's murder...
Family/Siblings admitted(If any): she hasnt heard from them in years.
Crush: no not yet
Disorder(If any): not any she will tell anybody
Picture(If wanted):

[Simply Emotional]

(You're both accepted! ^_^)

"Why the hell not!?" Axel demanded, his eyes boring into hers. "FIRST IT'S VERRAN AND NOW IT'S YOU! You both are the same!" Axel yelled at her, taking off again, his face hidden by the hood of his jacket. They all didn't care, they all had something in mind. They were afraid of him, that just needed him around to not cause extra trouble for them. Well, he didn't want to be an extra wheel, he didn't want to be just another piece in the puzzle, so he left, running out into the street, hoping to get farther and farther away from all of them.

[Somewhere Cold]

Lucinda sat in the far corner of her cold cell, doing tricks with the switchblade she'd taken from the storage room. A shadow flitted at the edge of her "vision" and she through the knige at it. It landed with a hollow thud in the wall, skewering the shadow into nonexistance. "Good," she mumbled, "one less for me to worry about." She stepped up and felt arung on the cold wall. Luce found the blade lodged directly into the corner. Her aim had gotten better as she'd become more familiar with her cell. She hid her blade when she heard her guards coming down the hall. They stopped by her cell, wreathed in shdows. Luce whimpered at the sight of them as the walked into her cell.

One guard grabbed her by the arm and a shadow slid off of his hand. It's slimy black skin touched her arm. Luce began to sreik and the guard slammed her head into the wall. "Quiet!" he shouted. Her mind danced with stars and she felt the prick of a needle in the back of her neck. Sleep soon overtook her as the medicine coursed through her veins.

[~Forbidden Truth~]

"Wait! Axel, I didn't mean that!" Ronan said, taking off into a sprint. She ripped her fingers away from the knife in her pocket. Stumbling once, she ran as quickly as she could. Even so, Axel was ahead of her, and he had a head start. The distance between them kept getting wider little by little. No... she thought, panting. She was a little out of breath, but refused to slow down, although she did so unwittingly because of exhaustion.

[Simply Emotional]

Axel continued running, he didn't want to hear it anymore, the lies. He darted into a quieter area, running straight into the allyway. There was no one there, which made the pain in his head die down a little. He cried out, hitting his head against the wall. "Not now..." He hissed, feeling Rex push against his consiousness, slipping through.

[Somewhere Cold]

If you looked into Luce's cell at this moment, you'd see a girl with the shine of tears on her cheeks. The girl would be ivory pale with a shining sheet of long black hair. She would be laying down on a bed, looking at the ceiling. She would be rubbing a blade along her wrists, teasingly with a grimace on her face. But Luce could see nothing, nothing but a shadow that made her want to dig the knife into her wrist. The silvery scars lacig her forearm glowed in a stark contrast to her pale skin. She was alone.

[kilasin]

((thanks!))
Kaala stood her eyes bloodshot from not getting sleep the past few days. She blinked as a shadow came across her. when she looked up she saw and crocidile/dog/lady grinning and spitting in her face. she yelled out in surprise batting at the creature though she knew the creature was just a vision for now she swung time and time again watching her fist slip through the body. the creature dissiapated into the air...
Illiana walked nervously from hall to hall her eyes shooting from side to side... her fingers twitched and sliced through the air as if handling a knife and gun in each... her fingers played with the imaginary trigger imagining shooting the docters over and over again. she hated it here. ever since she first got here when she had only been 11. accused of murder.