Sadness (Asylum rp)

[faithful_dancer]

Penny sighed she hated this place it was a nightmare but she thought for a moment she was a nightmare to she wanted to find some one to talk to before the social hour was over which was in twenty minutes she saw a guy siting on the floor "hello"she sad quietly, she was watching the same sucerity camera as he was I hate this placeshe thought to herself

[.:dragonfly:.]

Travis pulled out of the dark sea that was his mind and looked at the girl who spoke to him. He watched her his eyes cold and caltulating; she looked a little younger then him but her eyes held the same infident sadness as his own. "Hi" he said quitely. 'Why are you talking to her! She's one of them!' the voice inside his head screamed. Travis ignored it although he did move away from the girl alittle. He was very untrusting of people and it was the voices that made him become that way. "I-I'm Travis." he stammered nervously as he introduced himself

[faithful_dancer]

"I'm Penny"she said quietly, She was wondering why he was here, she was sad and depressed like she was always was

[valar morghulis]

User:
Versa Vulture

Name:
Isabelle "Blair" Summers

Age:
Seventeen

Gender:
Female

Looks:
Up there ^

Personality:
The first word that comes to mind when describing Isabelle is shy; painfully shy, infact. She's that girl who just sinks into the background and goes unnoticed.. it's not necessarily what she prefers, more as it is just how it happens. But this certainly is not the trait that defines her; she is also unpredictable, and after her 'incident' a year back, dangerous. Her only emotional ties being to the man she calls Simon - the man her mind has created over the years. She doesnt hesitate to do as he tells her.

History:
[[described below]]

got sent to MCA for:
Although the signs weren't obvious as a child, Blair's obviously schizophrenic tendencies began to show around the age of thirteen. Not wanting to approach the fact that something might be seriously wrong with her, her parents pushed it aside; only able to sit back and watch as she got worse and worse. At the age of sixteen, she poured gasoline throughout her home in the dead of night and lit it on fire, killing her parents in the process; claiming that 'the voices' told her to do it.

crush:
Possibly Alex?

bf/gf:
Open

likes:
• Thunderstorms
• playing her guitar/ anything artsy
• piercings
• Jogging & riding her bike

dislikes:
• Unnecessary conversation
• Being told what to do
• Small spaces
• People with that right-in-your-face kind of personality

other:
Nope

User:
Versa Vulture

Name:
Xavier Wolfe

Age:
Eighteen

Gender:
Male

Looks:
Up there ^

Personality:
Xavier is a cold and sarcastic guy with a painfully bitter personality to match; and just about the last guy you'd ever want to get into a fight with. Despite his tall and lanky stature, the boy can throw one hell of a punch and once he gets going, there's no talking him down. He often lashes out at the simplist of things, wanting to push people away before they get a chance to dig deeper into his broken heart and reveal him for what he really is: lonesome.

History:
Ask him..although you probably won't get much of an answer

got sent to MCA for:
Severe case of depression, dependence upon drugs. He attacked someone because he thought he was looking at him wrong, leaving the innocent man badly beaten and barely hanging onto life.

crush:
Open

bf/gf:
Open

likes:
• Skateboarding
• Fighting
• Driving..fast

dislikes:
• Sitting still
• Most people
• Starting conversations
other:

[faithful_dancer]

(accepted)

[valar morghulis]

Blair sat alone, tucked away in the far corner of the brightly-lit room. The smell of bleach and various cleaning products wafted through the air; she hated it. "We're gonna get out of here..even if we have to do what we did to your parents house..you do remember what we had to do, hm..?" that deep, almost eerie voice she'd named Simon echoed through her head as she stared absentmindedly up at one of the harsh, flourescent lights. "Of course I remember.." she answered quietly and hesitantly, almost afraid of the male's voice.

•••

Xavier huffed an over-exaggerated, bored sigh as he leaned his head back against the wall. He hated this time of day, praying for it to just end so he could be sent back to his room where he could be by himself, able to think without all of this unnecessary talking.

[[Sorry, short..I'm on my iPod lol]]

[faithful_dancer]

(sorry I am super sick barfing all day)

[.:dragonfly:.]

"I'm Penny"she said quietly, She was wondering why he was here, she was sad and depressed like she was always was

Travis took a mental note of what her name was although he would probaley forget anyway. He pushed away the voices in his head they weren't bothering him at the moment but he still didn't really want to talk to this girl all that much. He sighed slighty bored from not having anything to do. The brightness of the room was really starting to get on Travis' nerves he wanted to leave. "I hate it here." he growled under his breath glancing at Penny.

[faithful_dancer]

"do you think anyone else likes it her"she said staring at him "I hate it here too"she said "and you know what my bathroom is more sanitary than this place"she said, Her arm itched but she would not touch it it was even to painful to look at her arm, she moved it behind her back

[.:dragonfly:.]

Travis shifted under her gazing, he didn't like to be watched to carefully. He rolled his eyes at her words and noticed when shehind her am behind her back but Travis wouldn't question her he hated it when people would ask him about the X shaped scars that covered his arms and legs. He shook his head letting his long dark bangs cover his eyes. "If you don't like it here do you want to escape with me?"" he asked his dark blue eyes were distant and cold as he looking blankly at the floor.