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

[~Erica~]

Selenite

"Yes I suppose it is otherwise I would be stumbling around and crashing into all sorts of things I suppose." Nite replied with a laugh at the mental image that gave her. She couldn't see herself as being clumsy it wasn't something she was used to. Still the images of the green grass and the flowers and trees and sky captured the majority of her attention. Even the breeze seemed to have a color now instead of just a feeling on her skin.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

((Not nearly enough description.))

Antonio was slightly startled when Erica said no. He had thought he had been doing pretty well, it was a beautiful day, it was just the two of them having a wonderful time together. He relaxed again when she said she loved it, he laughed a little, feeling rather stupid for not seeing that one coming. He needed to relax more and not be such a perfectionist or worrier. "I have to say so far today has been perfect." He said softly, smiling up at her. She looked so pretty with the sun shilloeting her like that. It shone off her hair and cast shadows in all the right places. She was beautiful.

[~Erica~]

Erica

Erica chuckled at the look on his face when she said no, and then registered the other half of her statement. It was exactly the reaction she had been trying to get from him. "Of course it has been perfect since it's just me and you together without anything to worry about right now." Erica replied to Antonio returning the smile. She picked a blade of grass running it lightly against his cheek with a teasing grin to tickle him. He was so handsome with bright blue eyes and his messy blonde hair, so perfect. Erica loved him so much.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

.:Antonio Wing:.

"I hope no one else comes along." Antonio said, looking over the empty garden, most of the time the place was filled with people. Maybe today most were just waiting for it to dry more? It didn't really matter to him. He chuckled a little when Erica drew the grass across his face, he didn't understand why but it didn't need a reason why, the two of them just being together and goofing off. He put his hand over Erica's, keeping it there. "Are you enjoying sharing a room?"

[~Erica~]

Erica

Erica nodded her agreement to that, she didn't want anyone to comealong and ruin their time together that was for certain. She chuckled at his next question and smiled. "Of course I am." She replied happily. "I get to be with you and I don't have any more bad dreams." She added with a pleased look. Sharing a room was the second best thing that had happened here,the first was of course falling in love with Antonio.

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

.:Antonio Wing:.

Antonio smiled, glad Erica was enjoying the time they got to share a room together. He really hoped Smiley didn't decide to change his mind. He really loved to have Erica close by, to know she was safe and sound with him. She had hardly left his side before then, but now at least they didn't get penalized for it. "It's nice to know you're safe with me." he said softly, hugging her close, he loved her. He would never forgive himself if something happened to her.

[~Erica~]

Erica

"Yes it is." Erica agreed with a smile snuggling against him comfortably. She breathed in his musky scent with a smile and contented sigh. She ran her fingers along his brow gazing down at Antonio happily. It was nice just to talk with him about things. "Where should we live when we get ouut of here?" She asked as that thought came to mind. Erica still believed that they would get out somehow.

[PapaRoachFan]

((So sorry. I lost this rp and when I found a day or two ago I didn't know what to type))

Cheyenne sat there quietly as she listened to Adrast open and close the cupboard. "I dunno. What is there to do?" She asked quietly, wondering how long she would be stuck in this asylum and if she'd even have the slightest chance of getting out.

[Princess Porcelain]

.:Insane:.
Name:
Alexandria Jayne Fells
Gender:
Female
Age:
14
Crush:
(Crush: None, she despises other people.
Dating: Again, none.)
Description:
Alexandria is a pale, somewhat short girl with vivid bright green eyes and ankle-length, glossy, silky ebony tresses that curl slightly at the ends. She has an athletic build, due to having taken Archery and Fencing during the time before she was sent to the Asylum. She has soft facial features, pale, baby pink lips, and her large eyes are framed by long, dark eyelashes, that lead people to believe that she is the exact opposite of what she really is: a tough fighter who will do anything to survive. She is never caught wearing a dress, and she has never worn a dress in her entire life, not even when she was a baby. Her entire wardrobe before she arrived here was made up of jeans, combat boots and tee shirts, and she almost never wears anything else.
Traumatic Event:
She accidentally shot her best friend in an Archery tournament when an opponent shoved her arm to the side, making her shoot into the onlookers instead of at the targets. Since then, she has never touched a bow or any arrows again.
Trigger:
She has three triggers, and several reasons for each trigger. Her first trigger is brunettes. Her best friend was a brunette, and all brunettes look like her friend in her eyes, because she constantly hallucinates. When she sees a brunette, she will scream as loud as possible, "Annie, I'm sorry!" and curl up in a tight ball, unable to move for hours. Her second trigger is pink tee shirts, as her best friend was wearing a pink tee shirt the day that she was accidentally murdered. Again, pink tee shirts will make her hallucinate, and she will scream as loud as she can, "Annie, I'm sorry!" and curl up in a ball, unable to move for hours. Her third, and last, trigger, is anything that is commonly used as a weapon: sharp knives, handguns, swords, bows, arrows, anything. When she sees a potential weapon, she will run as far away as possible, then run back to the weapon and kill or destroy anything within reach, which is why she is not allowed any pets, nor is she allowed a knife, her food is cut for her. The unfortunate cook who found this trigger was the first of many to die, because Alexandria's killing spree lasted for days.
How Long Have They Been Trapped:
Four years.
Asylum Sentence:
Her first and second triggers were set off in the same day, and, unfortunately, they were set off so many times, she was sent to this place, where she currently resides in isolation.
Personality:
Alexandria is a tough cookie with a long and complicated history, and she doesn't trust anyone except herself with her past, present, or future. She prefers to spend most of her time in a dark room, alone, where she can sit and think in solitude, and she won't listen to anyone's opinions on her life, as she doesn't care for them, anyway. She can't stand the company of any other animals or humans, and if you walk into the room, you had better have a good reason, because she is the kind of girl to bite your head off if you're just looking for something to do. She evades most questions about her life, and, should she ever want to speak with you, don't get cocky, because she will just as soon kill you as become your friend. She rarely speaks, and she won't let anyone do anything for her, even if she's sick and she knows she's on the verge of death. She is very prideful, but not vain, and if you insult or hurt her or one of her friends, prepare to die, because she will kill you if she gets the chance.

She is as stubborn as a mule, and when she makes up her mind, she won't change her opinions. She can be called somewhat bossy, because, although she can be nice on rare occasions, she can give orders, and if they are not followed, which is on a rare occasion, she will use her superiority to control you. She isn't afraid to say what others won't, she has even said things that could get her arrested. She is very sarcastic and cracks jokes all the time, which sometimes gets her into huge trouble. She does not easily give in to temptation, and she will never tell secrets. She is they type that, once you become her friend, she is very loyal, and will protect you, no matter the cost.
History:
Alexandria was a normal ten-year-old, with lots of friends and a loving family. She loved sports, and took up Fencing and Archery at age five, but now she cannot stand either.
Fears:
Alexandria has many fears, one of them, one that she never tells, is that she is afraid of people. She may act like she's an extremely antisocial teen, but she is actually extremely terrified of you, making it hard for anyone to gain her trust. Her reason for this fear is because she is afraid that, should she meet another person, they will die young, like her friend did. Her second greatest fear is death, the reason being that when her best friend died, it wasn't instantaneous, it was a slow, painful death that stretched for many weeks. Alexandria does not wish anyone to go through that kind of suffering, and, when she sees a dying person, her first reaction is to hide, far, extremely far away from everything. Her third, and worst fear, is arrows. Ever since her friend died, she has been deathly afraid of arrows, and she won't go anywhere near one of the things. Besides that, it triggers a killing spree that can last from a few hours to a few weeks.
Other:
Nothing of note.

.:Insane:.
Name:
Austin James Ryder (Call him Ryder.)
Gender:
Male
Age:
16
Crush:
(Crush: None.
Dating: None.)
Description:
Austin has skin that is the perfect balance between extremely pale and very tan, and he has small, vivid ice-blue eyes that seem to penetrate your very soul. He has shaggy, crew-cut honey-blonde hair and an average build, and he is tall, being about 6'1" in height. He is not gangly, he is actually well-balanced and quite normal-looking, when you ignore his height. He has a two-inch-thick, puckered pink scar that runs from his left hip to his right shoulder, and a crescent-shaped birthmark on the back of his left hand. He has rather handsome features - his nose is not too long, nor too short, his lips, not too thin, nor too thick, and everything else can only be described in one word: beautiful.
Traumatic Event:
Once, long, long ago, he had a nightmare in which everything he cared about was killed. He woke up, believing that it was true, and kept yelling, "GHOST! GHOST!" every time he saw someone from his dream. Finally, his parents called the insane asylum, and he was sent there, where he was put in a locked room to prevent escaping.
Trigger:
Austin has three triggers as well. His first is seeing someone he is related to, or one of his old friends. When they come to visit, he will scream, "GHOST! GHOST!" and run as far away from them as possible. His second trigger is darkness. He fell asleep on the darkest night he had ever experienced the night of his nightmare, so when he is in the dark, he will yell, "STOP, STOP! DON'T LEAVE! YOU SAID YOU'D NEVER LEAVE!" because he is remembering his nightmare. There must be a lamp present in his room at all times, due to the fact that if there isn't, he is likely to scream for hours. His third, and last trigger, is knives. In his dream, this is what killed everyone, so he is not ever allowed a knife, because when he sees one, he starts hallucinating, and he thinks that you were the killer, and he kills you on the spot.
How Long Have They Been Trapped:
Eleven years, and counting.
Asylum Sentence:
All three of his triggers were set off on the same day, and he was sent to the asylum.
Personality:
Ryder is a serious boy who rarely gets into trouble of any sort. He spends most of his time reading, writing, and drawing, and has several odd theories about how certain things work. He cannot stand to spend a day without gaining knowledge, creating a hypothesis, or writing part of a book. He has several published works, mostly books about things he's read about and researched - Ancient Egypt, Ancient Greece, and the Roman Empire. He does, however, love mythological things, and often speculates on the existence of the lost city of Atlantis. He is not interested in girls, like most boys, but, instead, ignores them, acting as if they do not exist. He does not have very many friends, and those who make it past his carefully constructed walls are lucky. He trusts no one with his secrets, not unless he knows they are about to die, or unless he knows without a doubt that they will not betray him. Beware his bad side, because once you get on his bad side, there is no going back to say you're sorry, he will act like he's never met you. He is not completely unforgiving, though - if he truly loves you, he will realize the senselessness in ignoring you, and apologize.

He has never truly been loved in his life - as a matter of fact, one might say he was never loved at all. His parents regarded him as if he didn't exist, because they were partial to his perfect older sister, and they ignored him completely, which is why he ignores almost everyone else. Though he never acts like it, he secretly yearns for acceptance, for a love that never existed in his former life. He wants to know if there's more to life than being rejected by everyone and being left on his own. He knows quite a lot about almost everything, and is constantly learning more. It seems as if he never stops reading, and he is constantly forming new ideas. Another point that few realize is that he is a good liar - if he doesn't want you to know something, instead of evading questions, he will answer with a lie. He is brilliant at keeping secrets, and, as long as you don't infuriate him, he won't breathe a word.
History:
His was the life of a typical five-year-old.
Fears:
Knives, darkness, loved ones.
Other:
(Nothing of note.

[Jericho]

(Ok I have no muse for this rp right now....may leave but don't have the heart to yet....)