Call Me Crazy? (Semi-Lit & Asylum RP)[Accepting]

[UU~Calliope~UU]

he smiled, lightly touching the light flowers in her hair, but his eyes were looking into hers "beautiful" he said quietly

[Princess Porcelain]

Anna blushed again, her pale cheeks glowing pink. As she blushed, the crown of forget-me-nots turned into blooming white and blue roses.

[UU~Calliope~UU]

he smiled and stepped back, slight pain crossing his features "I'm sorry I have to go inside, I dont go very well in the sun" dispite the fact that thy had only been out for a few minutes he felt unberably hot, he stepped back into the shade, the ice tree retracting back to him but the rose he had given her intact, he had perposly made it unmeltable

[Princess Porcelain]

Anna followed him inside, watching as the ice tree he had made disappeared, leaving only the light that she had placed on it there. The tree exploded in a shower of black butterflies when she glared at it, and the butterflies faded after a few moments. The globe of light at her shoulder turned gold, expanding and contracting with the beating of her heart, as it always did. The wreath of light roses stayed perched on her head, quivering and occasionally flickering out as she lost her source of light. It disappeared in a shower of silver butterflies which disappeared quickly. The light on the ice rose disappeared as well, quickly fading to nothing once she went inside. She cou:d make it stay there, but the lights around her would dim, and the sunlight always made her power stronger.

[UU~Calliope~UU]

he sighed in releif once he was inside, he had ice form over his hands to try and cool down, it was fragmented and shiny like the surface of a cut dimond

[Princess Porcelain]

Anna watched the area around her, wondering whether or not it was safe to use her power to entertain herself. She decided it was worth the risk and recreated her flower wreath, making the butterflies return and shape themselves into roses. The lights around her dimmed considerably since their eources had been taken away, but the hallway was still lit beautifully.

[UU~Calliope~UU]

he looked at her and smiled, he reached a hand out to one of the butterflies

[Princess Porcelain]

Anna smiled as she made a butterfly land on Alistair's head and set his hair aglow in silver light that reflected off of his skin.

[The Great ME!]

Still accepting?
Oh god you have no idea how much this makes my day
This is the perfect RP I need for my character
Only difference is that the asylum supervisor is different than in the story I’m using my character in xD But still…

.:Insane:.
Name:
Faulklin Joel Foster

Only the full-brown-haired version. Ignore the two-toned blond and brown ones.
Gender:
Male
Age:
Fifteen, but looks younger by a couple years
Crush:
Completely asexual and aromantic(not attracted to anyone of any sex)
Description:
Short and scrawny for his age so he looks younger than he is, 5’2”. Looks to be anorexic like he doesn’t eat much. Short, unruly brown hair(likely self-cut). He has a lot of scarring, some very recent and most gruesome. Lost one eye(right) somehow, which is sealed shut and presently covered by bandages. Down the left side of his face, around his remaining good eye is a heavy amount of scarring. Has a lot of very noticeable scarring on his torso and forearms. His eye is blue but his gaze is dull and guarded, almost never giving any hints as to how he’s really feeling or thinking on the inside, except on occasion, but only to those who are very perceptive.
Traumatic Event:
Abandoned to an orphanage and abused by the man who ran it, running away only led him to someone who was even more abusive(his various scars are a testament to this), being both more physically abusive and sexually abusive. However, no one actually knows any of this for certain, it’s only strongly suspected that he was physically abused since the boy hasn’t confirmed it nor are there any records proving it; it’s mostly because of his overall behaviour, triggers, and physical scars that elude to this.
Trigger:
Most of the time when someone threatens or moves as if to hit him, or he perceives it as such, he’ll duck/cower away in fear, or he’ll suffer an anxiety attack(sequesters himself into a corner and blindly lashes out at anyone too close/touching him, hyperventilates, rocking, passing out, etc.). Freaks out about and refuses to take medications and tries to fight anyone that tries to make him take them, even if it’s something as minor as cold medicine or something else necessary. People physically touching him anywhere, even if it’s entirely innocent or something like, say, a hug. Sometimes it doesn’t seem like there needs to be reason, sometimes he just freaks out, or just hearing people say certain things that seem entirely innocent to them will set him off because of the thoughts/memories it brings to mind.
How Long Have They Been Trapped:
Just a couple of months or so.
Asylum Sentence:
He had been abused as long as he could remember. One time the man who had taken him in after he ran away from the orphanage he’d lived in for his whole life flew into a drunken rage at the boy and hurt him badly with a knife, some wounds bordering lethal. When the man passed out from his intoxication, the boy killed him in retaliation. Because of the abuse he suffered, at the hands of different people, he viewed most people as cold, cruel creatures that loved to make others suffer and didn’t deserve to live, and for a couple of months would randomly attack and kill people when he saw an opportunity to get away with it. Most of these incidents were scattered and without pattern, and there was nothing in the legal records as to his identity so they couldn’t find him that way using DNA. However, as the couple months went by the teen got weaker and sick from his wounds(which more or less went untreated, aside from him wrapping them with gauze himself) so he figured that he would kill a lot of people before succumbing to them which led to his getting caught by the police. At first he was admitted to a hospital for his wounds but after having recovered well enough that special treatment wasn’t required, he was sent to the asylum where he now resides. For the first couple of weeks he was sedated since he still had healing wounds and he proved to be as much self-destructive as much as trying to hurt others, deliberately trying to fight and be difficult against the asylum staff with no regard to worsening his injuries again.
Personality:
Very jaded, standoff-ish, and hates people indefinitely. For the most part he’s quiet and reserved, doesn’t talk much to anyone and prefers to stay well away from others as well. If people get too close, bump into him, or try talking to him he has the nasty habit of being overtly rude to them and making them go away or not want to talk to/be around him so that they’ll leave him alone. He can also be very jumpy, and suspicious of everyone around him, because he trusts next to no one.
For the most part he likes to be left alone, and when anyone is around he constantly tries to insult and alienate them, acting incredibly rude and even violent sometimes to more or less drive them away or make them so frustrated with him that they give up trying to help or make friends with him, purposely trying to be difficult over anything and everything.
Besides just acting out to be difficult, he can be legitimately violent and even homicidal(as his history and asylum sentence more or less proves, but isn’t that why many others are there? XD), but he can also be calculatedly suicidal.
Regardless of acting very combative, he gets very panicky and scared around other people as well, especially when he thinks he’s going to be hit or someone touches him and he freaks out about it, to the point he basically becomes blind to everything and everyone around him in his panic, cowering and will lash out at anyone that gets close or touches him, even hyperventilate until he passes out from oxygen deprivation.
For the most part he’s good at hiding his thoughts and feelings from his eyes and expression so it’s hard to gauge how he’s feeling or what he’s thinking and get through to him. For the most part he just doesn’t seem to care much anymore, about much of anything.
History:
Faulklin would tell you that it was a living Hell; abandoned to an orphanage where the man who ran it was abusive and constantly talked down to him, telling him that no one wanted him, even his parents, etc. ; and seemed to favour Faulklin especially when it came to beating on the children there. When he was ten or so he ran away and another man took him in, but that man was even worse than the one who had run the orphanage, being worse with physical abuse, as well as being sexually abusive. Both encounters made the boy withdrawn and traumatized of people as a whole, so he never learned how to deal with people and kept to himself. After the man nearly killed him he was so sick of the abuse and people in general that he viewed them as disgusting creatures that didn’t deserve to live, which was what led to him murdering others and getting caught to be sent to the asylum.
Fears:
Physical contact
Being drugged or taking any medication
Being hit/threatened to be hit, or even thinking he’s about to get hit when he isn’t simply due to conditioning. He’ll often watch someone’s every move very warily because of this.
Other:
Constantly suffers nightmares that have him screaming and fighting in his sleep unless he has something to help him sleep(sleeping pills, sedative etc.) which he usually won’t allow since he seems scared of being drugged/medicated. So far he hasn’t disclosed what any of his nightmares contain.

[UU~Calliope~UU]

well I like the new guy, anyone agree? or does whoever we picked for owner choose now?))
Alistar smiled and gently touched it "thanks" he said with a smile, he made ice grow over his face so the light reflected a thousand times over