Shadow winced just a little as he felt, but did not actually experience, each of the memories. The traumatic ones were always the hardest to keep out. He sensed she was wondering something but kept his mind to himself and decided he would wait. It was somehow harder being around others with powers than it was being around normal people. He felt more tense, because he was never sure what anyone else could do to him, if they could somehow actually try to get in his head. He glanced down at the wheelchair and let out a weak chuckle, feeling very guilty about having distracted Ava from her original purpose.

Ava smiled at him. "You felt my memories, huh?" Ava asked, but she knew the answer to the question. She glanced at him, smiling kindly at him. She didn't want to make him feel bad. She continued walking, pushing the wheelchair in front of her as she did so. Her pace was slow and even, she had decided to walk a bit leisurely, knowing Gilligan would be OK now. Her mind churned for a second, thinking about today. How it just started out as a regular day in the Psych Ward, and now it was like this.

Gilligan was in the void of unfeeling darkness again. He could hear, but not see or feel, anything around him. He could hear the voices of those around his body, he remembered comming to with a searing pain in his belly and lots of blood and very agitated people about him outside the compound. He wasnt sure exactly what was going on, but he deduced that the clown had injured their body some how doing something.

"It wasnt me, Daddy!" a quiet, and slightly sullen voice said within his head. "It was from the people keeping us here. I wanted to take everyone out. Just because they are no longer using us, doesnt mean we can leave i guess..."

"Sodom? Sodom The Clown?" Gilligan said quietly, sending the thought out into his mind like a fisherman casting a net, hoping to drag something of value and use back into him.

"Who else would it be Daddy? Sideshow Bob? Pennywise?" the voice replied with a mocking laugh.

"So it is you! How come we can talk? We're supposed to be separate! You shouldnt be able to get into my head!" Gilligan asked, a slight hint of fear creeping into his voice.

"You mean you havent been into mine?" Sodom replied in astonishment. "Really, Daddy, ive been listening to your thoughts for ages now, i can feel what you feel, see what you see, taste what you taste. Ive only just figured out how to talk to you though. You have been fun to watch, Daddy!" A cackle of laughter echoed around the darkness of Gilligans mind from the disembodied clown that co-habitated the body with him.

"Youve been doing it for a long time? This wasnt part of our agreement though, you arent supposed to be in my head! We agreed that we would keep ourselves separate from each other, you wouldnt kill anyone else if i stopped trying to find a way to get rid of you!" Gilligan was almost yelling as he finished, so infuriated was he by the clowns intrusion into his life.

"Relax Daddy, i cant make you do anything, only watch. Though i do like what you were thinking about that girl this morning!" Sodom said with a sly chuckle.

"You saw that about her?" Gilligan asked in shock, unsure whether he was comfortable with the clown knowing his feelings about people.For a while, the two of them discussed various aspects of the new developments in their relationship sharing the same body. When Gilligan heard people around him again talking, he silenced the clown, which was harder to do than he liked, and tried to listen to what was happening around his body and understand what was going on.

((IDK what I'm supposed to post until Ava and Shadow get back.... I'll just sit here....))

((Yeah that works i guess))

((I'm going to wait until Shadow's post.))

"Well, um, yes, I- Ow!" stuttered Shadow in shame yet again, and then cut short as though he had stubbed his toe. But his path was oddly clear. There was nothing he could have run into. He tightened his hands into fists and tried to keep them from rubbing the throbbing area of his head. "We have everything," called Shadow to Hayley, picking up his pace just a little. "Is...he still alive?" he asked, with a small pause. But Shadow already knew the answer. It had come to him in the sharp pain in his head, but he would never let Ava know that was why he had whimpered. Let her think it was a slip in seeing one of her own memories. Perhaps he was trying not only to fool her, but himself. Because for some reason, that man's mind frightened him more than either of the two girls'. Oh, this power was a pain in and of itself! He dipped his hands into his pant pockets and pulled out the safety pins and drugs.

Frowning, Ava continued to walk. She was just beginning to open her mouth to explain her memories to Shadow when Hayley and Gilligan came in sight. She sighed and gave him a 'we can talk later,' glance that was filled with a bit of sadness and a touch of hope. The door before them was ajar just enough to see the two, and Ava pushed it open wider. She held it for Shadow, giving him a small grin, and then walked through it herself. She glanced at Gilligan, a questioning look on her face.
---(Flashback)
"Oh God. Holy crap," Ava said to herself as she began wiping up the spilled beer and smashed bottle with a hand towel. She bit her lip and glanced toward her father's bedroom door. It was open a crack, and the crashing of the beer bottle was sure to awake him. She could just barely see the bed, before a shadow came in front of it.
Turning back to the mess quickly, Ava threw most of the glass into the trash, as well as the towel. Beer was still on the floor, just a small puddle, but the scent of it filled the air. She grabbed a bottle of air freshener, spraying it around like she was trying to swat bees away. She whimpered as she heard a loud creak, then heavy foot steps.
"You stupid little brat!" The chief of police's words echoed loudly through the house. She hunched back into the corner, but that was no use. Alcohol was still heavy on the large man's breath as he grabbed Aysel and yanked her up. She flinched openly and whimpered quietly once again. Her whimpers were silenced with a large SMACK across her cheek. Her eyes widened as she saw her father pick up a piece of forgotten glass. "Wasting my fucking beer?!" He screamed at her and she turned her head. The girl was only 10, but that didn't matter to him. White hot pain seared through her arm as her father cut a long gash into her arm. A scream escaped her lips and her father quickly wrapped his hand around her mouth.
(End Flashback)---
Ava shook herself out of the flash back. She looked at Shadow with an extremely apologetic look. "I'm so sorry," she repeated continuously, knowing he had most likely experienced her flash back.

"He's still alive. But he's not doing.... The greatest." Hayley grimaced as Shadow and Ava walked out of the hospital. She shifted Gilligan's head in her lap a little so she could see Shadow and Ava.

((I will be traveling all day tomorrow and will not be able to post. My internet is also not working at my house so I will post as soon as I can.))

((Okai. Well we'll try not to get too very far ahead. Tho I don't think you'll have a problem with that. Haha XD))

((i think its probably better to make Gilligan wake up once you guys all get him somewhere with that wheelchair. Till then ill do stuff thats happening in his head))

((Yeah, I think we can wait a little bit. ^^))
Shadow had felt the horrible flashback, and it had sent his thoughts reeling back to another unpleasant memory of his own. He shivered, and managed to sit down and screwed his eyes shut as he waited for it to pass.

“There you are!” she screeched upon finding the little boy hiding behind the toilet, grabbing him by the wrist and yanking him to his feet. “You little shit, did you really think I wouldn’t notice?! Who told you you could eat?!? No one, damn straight! You wait until your father gets home!” She shook the boy. He cried silently, the tattered dog collar on his neck preventing him from even whimpering without delivering a painful shock. She forced him over and shoved her finger down his throat, causing a gag. But nothing came up. So she pushed farther. Her fake nail dug into his throat and he wretched forward, spilling the contents of his stomach all over the linoleum floor. His mother nodded, satisfied. She stepped out of the bathroom, leaving him trembling and sobbing on his hands and knees. She was a monster, he could see it. The loathing and the thrill of seeing her own creation in pain. He knew she was thinking it. And yet she hated him so much that he tried daily to prove his love to her, to be good, to give her some reason to return it, and stop this. A moment later she came back with a plastic bowl and tossed it absently at him.
“Clean it up,” she snarled. “You want to eat so bad, you can eat it again. You’ll sit at the table and eat like a civilized human being.” Her eyes narrowed and she disappeared from the doorway. Theron leaned back on his heels and began picking the intact pieces from the yellow, wreaking mess on the floor...

It was true, Shadow had not always been Shadow. He opened his eyes and found his hand pressed against his throat. He dropped it away and set the items down for their use. "It's fine," he said quickly, not meeting Ava's eyes. He felt horrible for her, having seen that, and the guilt of seeing a personal event was his excuse to try and push back any oncoming thoughts that might follow his own memory. But he did, however, scoot a little away from her. The constant flow of trauma today was exhausting him mentally, and he was growing tired of reacting to so many things. The purple cresents under his eyes seemed to be more defined now. So he distanced himself, just a little, and focused solely on keeping his mental wall from falling completely.

Hayley hadn't meant to watch Shadow's flashback, but somehow it happened. Her eyes filled with horror but she kept her face the same. "Th-thanks for bringing the stuff." She said to Shadow and Ava.

Name: Alexis/Ren/Eva
Age: 20
Picture: http://api.ning.com/files/o2MWABYRZ3...N/PunkGirl.jpg
Disorder: Multiple personality disorder (MPD)
Power: oddly strong and tough (physically anyway)
Personality: Alexis - the child - host personality - rarely comes out but she's very quiet and meek and scares easily - she cries a lot and still thinks she's six
Ren - the bodyguard - hot temper and has a tendency to fight anyone that pisses her off, or at least growl at them. The quickest way to make her freak out is to endanger Alexis
Eva - the cheerful idiot - she's constantly hyper and cheerful, a little ADD, and very bouncy. She doesn't get angry, since Ren does it for her

(Welcome person! Now I really hope this rp gets started again. Haha XD)

((lol thanks :D I wasn't sure if I would be accepted, which is why I held off on posting >.< ))

A girl of twenty years sat on the bed, humming to herself quietly as she played a game on her fingers. Though her body had grown into a woman, the innocent expression on her face was very much one of a child's. As if emphasizing this point, she hummed a child's song to herself, entertaining herself in her normal quiet manner. However, she grew tired of her game and looked up, her eyes now hesitant. "Mommy?" She called. "Daddy?" When there was no answer, she began to quietly cry, the etchings of panic on her face. However, her face suddenly calmed and aged before widening into a broad grin. "Don't worry, Evie, Mommy and Daddy are at home. Just sleep and we'll see them soon," a cheerful voice crooned. The girl bounced off the bed and skipped around the room, unable to keep still as Evie had. A fly was in the room, buzzing around annoyingly, but this didn't bother her. Instead, she found it a form of entertainment and chased the bug around the room, giggling to herself as she did so.

(No prob. Well, Imma wait until the other ppl post. It's been a while....)

((no prob. I should probably attempt sleep soon anyways XP ))