The Asylum (Sort of Supernatural RP) *Accepting*

[Đɛαŧħғαƀℓɛ]

Della nodded. A sound came from her window but she turned to find only the empty chair. Ignoring it, she sat against her pillow, her knee up as she rest her cheek against it. Then a louder rustling kind of sound came from beside her again. She quickly spun her head to its direction and a little girl was positioned in the chair, knees together and legs crossed. She wore a red dress and ballet shoes. Her face seemed almost albino and her lips were a pale pink color. The most amazing feature about her was her flawless face and wavy light blond hair. She hand her hands locked together, placing on her lap. She glared at Della with an emotionless expression. For a moment, the two only stared at one another, neither saying a word until the girl said, "Hello."

(Imma make one more...I want to use a new name XD)

[Enoch]

Fumika was still chained to the wall but looked around and saw a closed hole in the wall. She sighed. "Well, Rolo if you are real then please open that hole."
He nodded and kicked the board of wood to the side. Fumika tried to pull more on the chains to at least get to the hole. She got close enough to yell though it.

"Hello!? Is anyone in that room?" Fumika wanted to talk to someone that wasn't a delusion from her mind like Rolo.

[omori]

Though everybody else didn't like it in the institution, Kirsten sat with a tiny smile on her face.
She was alone, and that made her happy.
She looked out her window, at the sky turning a beautiful orange color.
Then she heard the voices, somehow, from outside of her cell.
It was only one of the workers, saying that mealtime was soon.
'Great, another plate of slop.' Kirsten tought to herself as she snickered.
(Writer's block XD )

[major tom]

Bane sensed that he wasn't alone anymore. He turned his head to see a young boy, maybe around five or six, in raggedy clothes standing a few feet from his. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, staring at Bane. The boy had dirt and grime all over him- not to mention more than one open wounds. His right eye was gone, leaving a gaping, bleeding hole where it had been gouged out. Bane didn't grimace. He was used to seeing gruesome things such as that. There was another boy next to the first. His twin, or clone maybe...? They looked exactly alike- exept for a few differences. The second boy was clean, suit-wearing, and holeless. They stood at exactly the same time, as if a mirror was between them. They opened their mouths to speak, but both of them vanished before any words came out. Bane grunted. Oh, the joys of being a semi-insane teen in an asylum.
((New charrie in next post!))

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Insane
(Elliot)
Age: 18
Personality: He keeps very quiet so you can't really tell what his personality is but depressive
Why are they crazy?: He knows when and where a disaster will strike because something tells him. He would have been classified as a physic if he had not mentioned the little demon that follows him.
Gender: Male
Appearance: ???
History: He lived a normal life until he told his parents to convince his grandparents to move away from New Orland just before Hurricane Katrina. Every since then he could tell where something bad would happen and when it will happen. He was tested, well he had to prove that he knew things. At first Elliot was known as the town 'physic' until someone asked him how he knew and he answered truthfully that someone tells him. It was downhill from that.
Other: He's IN the asylum, he's in a lab, being tested for the things he knows

[omori]

Kirsten turned her attention back to the beautiful scene outside.
The perfect moment was ruined by the sound of a loud, creeking, rusty door.
"Here." a man said in a gruff tone, putting a plate down with something gray on it.
"No need to get harsh." Kirsten said, swiping the plate rudely.
The man closed the door and continued rolling the cart down the row of cells.
"Ugh, I'M SO BORED!" Kirsten yelled, throwing the plate on the ground and flopping onto her hard bed.
"ISN'T THERE ANYONE WHO CAN HEAR ME IN THIS FORSAKEN PRISON?!?" she yelled.

[major tom]

((Guess 'm making the charrie later...))
Bane's expression changed as a worker in a white uniform and cart stopped in front of his cell, opened his door, and carelessly tossed a tray of gray slop at him. The door clanged shut. Catching it before it could make a mess, Bane called after the worker, wanting to at least annoy him, ''Hey, you forgot the silverware!'' Looking down at his tray, he saw that there was also a few brownish-black lumps as well. ''Wow, a variety today.'' He muttered and started eating the tasteless, probably inedible ''food''.

[omori]

"AAAAHHHHGGGG!" Kirsten yelled, punching the wall.
She gripped her hand in pain when she heard a small 'crack'.
"ISN'T ANYONE OUT THERE??? ANYBODY?!?" she yelled, a few sobs coming out.
She never realized how lonely she could get, and how much her hand hurt.
She closed her eyes and tried to see if anything bad would happen in the future.
"Great! NOW I'M GONNA HAVE A FRACTURED HAND AND NEED STITCHES IN MY FOOT!" she yelled, angered again from her lonliness, throwing her plate of slop onto the ground.
The plate shattered, but she didn't notice.
She walked away from the wall, towards the door of the cell, when she stepped on a shard of the plate.
More sobs escaped her as blood gushed out of her right foot.
"AAAAHHHH! ISN'T THERE A STUPID DOCTOR HERE? OH, WAIT! I FORGOT THERE'S NO DOCTORS IN PRISON!!!!" she screamed, her hand and foot throbbing.
Now all she did was sob and cry, tears running down her face and she knelt onto the ground.

[Enoch]

Fumika jumped up as best as she could with her arms chained to the wall. "Whos that next to my room? Whos that person yelling?!"

Rolo looked though the newly made hole into the other room. There was a girl crying and yelling. "Some girl..."

[omori]

Kirsten turned her head towards the wall at the sound of a voice.
"Hello?" she asked, staying in her place, tears still running down her face.