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[Ozara]

{PRF, since I'm trying to list the forms on the front page, I'm putting up their name, form location, and issues. I can't seem to find clearly what Cheyanne's problems are? Could you just state them in reply XD? Sorry for my laziness. I skimmed. *Slaps own arm* Lazy Ozara.

[Little Lotte]

{{ A note to all
the roleplays I'm
in; I may or may not
come online tomorrow
because I'll be travelling. ;3

[PapaRoachFan]

|~| Okay. Um, depression and suicidal thoughts |~|

[Ozara]

{ Alright Wallflower ;D Enjoy your trip, you lucky duck C:
And thanks PRF ^^ I'll add that now. }

[Ozara]

{ Bump :3 }

[Ozara]

{ Bump :3 }

[Little Lotte]

{ Bumpity Bump ;3 }

[Ozara]

{ Hehe, thank you Wallflower ^^ We have impeccable timing XP }

[water-witch]

[ May I reserve a girl, if there are any open spots?
Form will go here ]

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gｏｄ ｋｎｏｗｓ ｉ' m ｎｏｔ ｓａｎｅ. . .

. . .ａr ｅ y ｏ u ?

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Patient's Name:
H. Genson

We cut to a hospital room in Cheshire, England. A man is bent over a hospital bed, crying. On the bed is a woman, her eyes glazed and staring. A nursemaid looks on, tears welling in her eyes. She holds a small baby girl. The girl seems not much. On her head is a small curl of brown-blonde hair. Her eyes, open and scared, are a striking blue. This baby is who counts. Remember her. Her name is Hazelle Mirabelle Maya Jamie Genson.
Hazelle Mirabelle Maya Jamie Genson. Named for many people. Hazelle, or as she prefers to be called, Hazell, is named for her dear late mother, Hazel. Her mother always hated not having a good nickname, so she named her daughter Hazelle. Her name, but tweaked for a nice nickname. Mirabelle- that part comes from her great-great grandmother Mirabella. her other two middle names are for her grandmothers. Her last name, Genson, is pronounced Gen-SON.

Patient's Disorder:
Paranoia

On Shady Maple Avenue, everyone knows you would be correct in saying that Hazelle Genson was completely insane. There was no doubt in anybody's minds of that fact. Oh, no. If you ever met her, it was painfully obvious, from the way she jumped at the slightest movement to the way she looked. With dark rings around her eyes from no sleep, messy hair. "She would be beautiful if it weren't for those horrible bags under her eyes!" is what you can hear being said of her. No one likes her. No one even thinks she's human. Because Hazelle Genson is paranoid. She faints if she become too worried about something, thinks people are dead if they're sleeping, and is so full of worries that she doesn't talk. She can't. But when she does talk, her voice is so soft that no one can hear it.

Patient's Looks:
Slim

Hazell could be pretty. Very, very, very, pretty, just like her mother. If she got a bit of sleep. She has a heart-like face, a pointed chin completing it. Her sparkling blue eyes are wide and innocent, which would make her all the more pretty. She has dark eyelashes which stay dark even without mascara, and rosy cheeks. Her skin isn't tan or pale, and she has gentle features that don't stick out. She has a pert button nose, a small heart shaped face, and plush lips. She has a skinny figure that's a bit curvy, and her feet and hands are small and dainty. her whole shape in general gives off somewhat of an angelic appearance. her hair is curly and fluffy, and it goes down to her shoulders. Pretty much the only un-pretty thing about her is the large purplish bags under her eyes.

Patient's Personality:
Paranoid

Quite, quite paranoid at that. She jumps at a step. She doesn't sleep. She will believe every scary story. She washes her hands every five minutes for fear of germs, and carries a bottle of hand sanitizer. You could say she has phantaphobia. She is, as mentioned, also thought to be insane. Though if anyone bothered to get to know her-or go anywhere near her, for that matter-they would figure out that Hazell isn't insane. On the contrary, she's smart, loyal, and relatively friendly. She shy, so she may seem to want to crawl into a hole rather than talk to you. She has been so ignored and taunted for the most part of her life that she was pushed into a very, very, deep hole. She may need help climbing out.

i'm
not
insane

i'm
just
misunderstood

f o r m goes in part to anchor.
p i c t u r e s go to their rightful owners, they are not mine.
c h a r a c t e r goes to me, rain;

[Ozara]

{ Of course. Go ahead ^^ I'll add her once you finish the form. }