The Asylum (Sort of Supernatural RP) *Accepting*

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(Yes, soon)

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((Hopefully. I'm gonna be on for most of th night later, anyways.))

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((BUMP!))

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(Sorry, you can start now. I was just having a bad day and I feel...well horrible.)

Della sat in her room. It had only been two months and 4 days since she had been taken to a special institution to help mentally/emotionally damaged kids. Her room was small. Only a bed, a rusty night stand and one window. There was another bed in the room but she had no roommate. The institute use to be a prison but they had modified it a bit, but still she called her room a cell. Della slipped out of her bed and pulled up a small plastic chair to the window. She sat down and glared outside, looking at the horizon as the sun set. She glanced up to the sky and smiled as she saw the Morning star. This was what she would no every evening and morning. She would scan the sky for her favorite planet: Venus. (Writers block)

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((Sorry about that, hope you feel better.))
Bane glared at the pair of workers that stood in the doorway to his cell. He was lying on his back on his bed with his hands resting behind his head. One of them flinched. ''Well?'' He growled. One of them glared back at him. ''Mealtime is soon.'' The glaring one said and slammed the door. ''That's not a very good way to treat a guest.'' Bane muttered and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of his bed, one at a time. He stood and stretched his muscles. They were still hard as ever, even though Bane never got the chance to exercise and the food at the asylum was tasteless and probably had no nutrients, either. He leaned against the far wall, trying to wake himself up more.

Blaze listened to the thoughts of the person in the cell next to her. Well, they weren't really considered ''people'' except around other people like themselves. She knew she was semi-crazy but sane enough to know about it. Still, she thought. She didn't belong here. As far as she knew, the girl's name was Della, about her age, and only arived here recently, also like her. Blaze tried to send Della a thought message, as she tried to many times before to the workers. Quite rude things, actually. Blaze wondered if they ever got them. That question was answered, due to the befuddled expression on their faces afterwards. Hi, Della. No, this isn't a hallucination. I'm in the cell next to yours. My name is Blaze. For a greeting, she thought it was okay. Blaze wasn't very big on beginnings. Her own wasn't a very good one, at least.

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(yay!!! Lets begin!!!)

Rika lay asleep in her bed again. Sweat pouring down her face as she had such bad night terrors...

Inside her mind, she carressed her father's body in her arms, the man's head blown out by a gun shot. Stand next to her, watching the scene without emotion, was Noctis, a macabre creature that was always in Rika's dreams. Noctis looked like a floating kimono with a pteradactyal mask covering the face. The thing had no legs, which is what brought up the mention of a kimono with no body floating in mid air. She also had no hands, subsituted with long claw like daggers. She had a resentful aura that swirled around her and Rika like a mist.
"He had promised to come back for you.. but he was murdered. Why do you still belive that he will?" Noctis spoke in a raspy voice.
Rika blinked the tears out of her eyes. "Because of the story he told me. That fairytale about the phoenix that flies on the milky way and will come to the need of the weak. And those that are unjustified killed, will be brought back to life with the phoenix's rebirthing powers."
Noctis shoke her head in sadness. "He just never got the chance to say it was just made up..."

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Fumika was chained to a wall, blood pouring from her arms. Her straightjacket had blood all over it as well. Fumika blinked as her friend patted her head. She looked up to the neko boy. "Rolo, why are you still with me?"
The cat boy twicked his tail and smiled. "Why leave my partner, my devicer. I don't care what they say, I'm yours! Nyan!"

Fumika sighed. "Are you just another delusion? You are very presistent with following me.." Rolo pouted, his cat ears folding into his brown hair. "No! I'm real, I'm your partner! How many times do I have to say that?! Do you want pat on the head? Can your mind cause you to feel things too?
Fumika smiled bitterly. "Yes, the nerves.. The mind controls a lot of things. Like a person's sanity."

Rolo didn't talk for the rest of the time.

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((Crap. I gotta get off now. I will be back on around 9:00 PM Eastern Time. Please try to be on at that time...))

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Della sat up, a chill ran down the back of her neck but faded. She was use to hearing voices by now, but now it was someone REAL. She jumped on her bed and knocked on the wall, an ear against the cold, hard surface. "Blaze?" (I know its short, Im sorry...still feel bad)

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((No, it's okay. Heads up: I might make another charrie tomorrow morning...))
Blaze somehow heard Delly's voice through the thick metal wall. Yes? She thought back. Delly seemed to be almost sane, like her. Blaze didn't like to read the thoughts of the truly crazy people. It made her upset, making her think that that could be her future. She pushed the unwelcome thoughts away and focused on any sound coming from the other side of the wall. Oh, by the way. Mealtime is soon. A few minutes, actually. Blaze added as she heard the thoughts of some workers as they passed her cell door.