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

[Dovahkiin]

Madi
I nodded again. "I loved him. I was devastated after the knife gave me my senses back. It was just another object as soon as it stopped talking. It was in my hand, and there was blood on it. I saw Michael... he was on the floor, dead, with numerous stabs and slashes all over his body. My older brother and sister knew what had happened, I shared with them how inanimate objects could speak to me. My parents, however, didn't know. They thought I was a murderer. My brother and sister were on my side in court, and thanks to them I was sent here instead of jail. I'm glad that I wasn't sent to jail, but I'd much rather have been born a normal child." I looked up into Odysseus' eyes. "You know, that's a pretty name, Odysseus. It sounds exotic, like Ancient Greek. You know, how some people had 'eus' in their name, like Perseus and Prometheus." My voice suddenly changed, it was lighter and calmer. I desperately wanted to change the subject. "And thanks. For you know, being able to talk to you when I need to."

Jason
Horrid nightmares filled his slumber. He saw his sister, Melanie, getting raped again. He launched at the rapist, as if in slow motion, with a fist ready to kill. Suddenly, his two friends slammed Jason against the wall, almost making him black out as his head bounced against the hard brick. He roared and tried to break free, but the two were strong. Melanie screamed and Jason bellowed again. The guy on the right drew a dagger out of a hidden sheath on his wrist and plunged it into Jason's stomach. He yelled with pain and the guy withdrew it, then stabbed again in a different spot in his stomach. Melanie's scream went short. The two guys released him and ran with the rapist. He crawled over to her body and cried for her. He was crying still when the police found them 4 hours later. Her beautiful hair was wet with his tears. The police pried him from her body and took him to court. For some reason, he was put into the asylum instead of jail.

Jason awoke, drenched in sweat. He pulled his shirt up and looked at the bright pink scars on his stomach and nearly threw up. "Melanie... my sister." He murmured. "I wear these scars for you, as a badge of my servitude. (Is that a word?) I will find that rapist and get vengeance. Just as soon as I get out."

[Sijach~Shadowstorm]

.:Ali McQue:.

Ali nodded, she couldn't help but find some joy in the fact he worried for her safety, even if he still didn't quiet get how all of this worked. The other spirits hurt her because... well that was still a mystery to her, not all of them had deserved their fate either but they had become corupted and evil as they tried to get back into the world. Mark though, had probably been killed in the early fifteenth centry and some how he still acted like a little kid, he didn't understand what had happened to him. She smiled a little at Daniel, "Well I should get reading she muttered looking at the book in her hands, this was going to take a while, but in the end it should be worth it. Mark wrapped himself around Ali's leg, holding on tight as she started walking, luckily for her he was a spirit and didn't weigh as much as he thought.

[Season of the Star]

Daniel nodded, wheeling after her. After a while of using his arms to turn the wheels on his wheelchair he had grown quite strong in the upper body. Being crippled, though, he didn't have any strength left in his legs. His legs were crushed, but still there. He would never walk again, but it didn't faze him. He felt ready to do anything necessary.
"I'm by your side, Ali." He whispered, almost as if to himself. He didn't look up, but instead looked straight onwards.

[Toxicgeometry]

Odysseus

Odysseus took a moment to let everything he had just heard sink in. Objects talk to her? He had heard of people here with powers like that, but it was still a lot to wrap his head around. He looked at her clocer. She did not have the look of a killer to her at all, no hunger in her eyes or desire for pain. "Well, it's not your fault. And you brother knew you loved him. I can't predict the future, but maybe someday, you'll learn how to control your power... Or something like that... I'm not very good at this. Anyway. Your right, my name comes from the Greek word "to hate". My Mother gave me this name... My... Mother..." Odysseus pressed his hand over his face as the memories began to creep back into his mind. "I'm sorry, Madi, I need to go. I-I'm glad I got to t-talk to you." Odysseus said as he backed away from here and began to run.
He ran up the flights of stairs to his room and slammed the door shut. Here he was safe, he could lose control. He let the memories flood into his mind. His mom's angry face, burning him with her cigarette on his neck as she shouted words of hate and disgust at him, then to his hands around her neck, squeezing the life from her while she struggled underneath him and finally to her dead body as he shook her, as if she was only sleeping. "I love you Mommy, come back! I'm sorry Mommy! I'll be a good boy! Don't go!"
Odysseus looked like a child in a temper tantrum, slamming his fist into the walls of his room and screaming. "Why did I have to kill her?! Why did I have to kill the one thing I loved most?!" He slammed his fist into the wall one last time before collapsing in exhaustion. he brought his feet up to meet his chest and began to cry. "I'm sorry," he whispered and fell into a dark, dreamless sleep.

[Dovahkiin]

Madi
I watched him go and made no attempt to follow. Instead, I re-drew his bunny and named it. Peewee. I began to draw in more lines to act as color splotches. I missed Peewee. He was my favorite rabbit. Peewee was a broken Castor, but his Castor color was a little dark. He loved kisses and hay. Pushing the memories back, I laid down and looked up at the sky. Ripjaw's head. As a cloud. A song suddenly popped into my head as my mind drifted from Peewee to Quil, Michael's Holland.

Lullaby

Sorry that I killed you
Inside I still love you
Want to resurrect you
Wish I could protect you

Bloody hands have shaken
Heavy eyes awaken
Surely I'm forsaken
What a life I've taken


Jason
He ran a finger along the larger scar and did the same to the other. They were risen a bit above the rest of his skin, and silky smooth. He put his shirt back down and went to the window. Madi was in the courtyard, and a boy had just left. Madi looked peaceful, except her eyes were sad. He turned and sat down at his computer and played Solitaire.

[.:Adelaide:.]

((Sorry for the lack of posting! I have a busy day today and this is one of the only times that I will be able to post! Sorry!))
James
He was dazed when Ali walked into him and when he could focus again he heard his name being echoed from the hall to his right. "Zara?" He responded and headed in that direction. "Zara can you hear me?" He asked hopefully. He had thought that talking to someone else while she worked this out would help but she was the only one who took his boredom away. "Zara! I'm over near Smiley's office!" He called in hopes that she could hear him.

[Season of the Star]

Zara jumped at James' voice. She smiled and turned the corner, finding her way to him. She hugged him, smiling.
"Hey James. I'm sorry." She said, looking up into his eyes.
"I dreamed while I was gone. I won't tell you the dream, but it makes me want to hurt someone just like you did." Zara hinted with a frown. She blinked slowly, waiting for a response. She was overjoyed that he was near her, that he had forgiven her.
"Oh, and I'm sorry I ran off. I felt so insecure, like I was about to attack you. I already attacked someone this week, but I cannot remember who. I didn't want to attack you."

[.:Adelaide:.]

James
His eyes filled with tears as she hinted at what she had dreamed. Though he didn't comment on it his mind started playing the scene over and over again in his mind. "That's OK Zara. I was just so worried about you. Don't ever feel bad if you need time to yourself. Sometimes I do." He gave a waist a little squeeze as they hugged and looked into her eyes just to reassure her that what he had said was true. His mind was still racing with the scene of that night so long ago and he willed himself to stay strong and not split them up again. Especially so soon after they had reunited.

[Season of the Star]

"Well, let's do something to get our minds off all that. What do you want to do?" Zara said quickly. She didn't mean for the hint to be so obvious. Instead she had gone and hurt him all over again. What did she have to do to get his mind off of the accident. She played with her hands as she thought of this.
Nice way to ease him into the sketch. Zara thought sarcastically. She was still scolding herself inside as she turned to see Ali and Daniel. They seemed to be having a talk, so she turned back to James.

[.:Adelaide:.]

James
Crap! He thought mentally kicking himself for the second time today. He hadn't meant for his feelings to be so obvious. "Um, Whatever you want." He said noticing that she was acting slightly embarrassed. "I- I've heard that you draw really well. I can't draw to save my life." He chuckled slightly. "Maybe you could teach me?" He hoped that he wasn't suggesting a lot because if he had heard correctly her drawings where associated with her dreams. Which might be a touchy subject for her.