Alisya State Mental Hostpital and Sanatorium is known for its comfort and housing. . . we keep your loved ones safe, not only to others but themselves. One trip here and they'll come home good as new! With our- with our- with our comfortable housing, they'll feel right at- right at home! Dont keep them where they dont- where they dont- where they dont- where they dont belong, send them to Alisya's Home!

Alisya State Mental Hospital and Sanatorium is known for its level five and criminally insane patients. Everyone's unstable and absolutely insane according to the state of the law.
Some have murdered, some have raped, others have tortured, mutulated, put others in a room and watched them go just as crazy as they are. Either way - everyone that is here has been put here for a reason - adult jail time, juvie, sick with a disease (it IS a sanatorium after all...) or some other reason.

But what happens when they stop just hearing the voices in their heads and hear other voices? See other people that arent supposed to be there?
What happens when the place thats supposed to 'cure' them becomes their hell hole and prison, when the building's angry spirits and demons awaken and start taking it all out on the patients as part of a sick expirememnt gone awry?
Their doors open and they're suddenly free?
What happens whens the spirits feed off of the insane's insanity and grow stronger and stronger?
Will they work together to get out or just let each other die?

RULES:

1 - follow the regular Men. rules
2 - PM ME THE PROFILES
3 - if you're gonna kill - dont make it another one's character.
4 - no one-liners please, I understand writer's block but not upon the very first post and from there on.
5 - English. Not text talk, not sum-it-up talk, detailed sentances are loved.
6- No love at first sight. That's corny and crappy.

Name:
Age: (15-25)
Gender:
What you're "in" for? (murder, exet)
What's your "problem"(s): (mpd, schitso, exet)

Biography: (detailed please)

Latest image: (real please)

Any specific markings? (links)

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 0001 ~ Forever Trapped

Name: Alchemy Benevolent Dejourn
Age: 17
Gender: female

What you're "in" for?
Suspected murders, spanning across the country.

What's your "problem"(s):
Multiple Personality Disorder, a strong form of psychictry -which she has dubbed YouTube-

Biography:
Alchmey IS her real name, despite how many people deny it; and yes, her mother was high on crack when she named her and Avalanche. Alchmey had a troubled child hood, being forced from her brother - Avalanche-and foced around from foster home to foster home where she learned many things from many different people. Some of it wasnt bad - some of it was. Alchmey learned what a family was like through several families, but she also learned what hate, abuse, terror was through others. Alchmey finally getting out of it when Avalance took her in when he hit 18 and found her. Even then, it was hard to establish a life, due to Alchmey's paranoia and her utter fear of her brother leaving her again, despite his many attempts to prove to her that he wouldnt, including making a 'blood promise'. Avalance made his living tattoo-ing, one thing he was always good in. Alchmey had her first tattoo when she was 15. Quickly addicted and needing a form of release, she has many. She took on a form of modeling, getting in some serious cash at that hand as well - something she was good at due to her beauty. It didnt matter that she was a minor, she was just to beautiful to resist.
She first discovered her MPD when she was coming home from school and she was jumped. There in - her 'baby' (Saysha) was born. She has many of them -18 to be exact- and new ones form at the drop of a hat. Alchmey is considered very unstable. Each one has its own way of doing things: talking, walking, problem solving, eating - everything. They even have stories on where they 'came' from. Alchmey's case is a weird one - each of her MP's think that, at one point, they were alive. They are totally under her control, though and thankfully.
Alchmey has a very corrupt form of morality and sense's of right and wrong. Killing comes naturally to her, each face different from the last and the utter sense of fasicnation with death and dead bodies streaming from several MP's severely affect how Alchmey works. Albet he never admits it - she even has Avalanche scared with what she does.


Latest image:


Any specific markings?

back

left ankle

right wrist

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 0002 ~ Forever Trapped

Name: Avalanche Eccentricity World
Age: 25
Gender: Male

What you're "in" for?
Suspected murder spanning across the country, statutory rape,

What's your "problem"(s):
MPD, OCD, several addictions.

Biography:
Avalanche was old enough to remember Alchmey's birth. Also the death of their mother at their father's hand. He remembers carrying his baby sister to safety as the house burned, an act of 'grace' that came from Avalanche himself. If he hadnt done it - the man would have killed them all! No one suspected the eight-year-old child at the time, and blamed it on faulty wireing. Taking Alchmey away was a mistake. For years after that, ten years to be exact, he waited until he was old enough, then -finally- took his twisted sister in. By that point, she had a twisted mind and he could see it. Instantly loving his sister, he took her in and kept her close, teaching her about life and other things she didnt already know from being in foster care. He instantly noticed that murdering people was normal. Killing animals and innocent children werent her style and Avalanche found himself all too similar.
He's 'powers' awakened when Avalance was in danger and one of his MP's -Kai- jumped to the rescue. An ability with fire - an element that always came naturally to him. Almost as much as killing. Each person looked more and more and more like their father and he couldnt help it. All the hatred, the rage for what he had done to Avalance and Alchmey just boils over and causes' him to do great and terrible things. That's where he got his idea for tattoo-ing. His skills with a scalpel. Sure its not the same thing but you're doing the same thing - marring the flesh and making it look different. Something he loves doing.
His 'rape' conviction came from when him and Avalance were in their 'world tour' and the cops caught them -more specifically, two of their MP's- in their room, both doing something they were sure to regreat later but at the moment - it didnt matter. Cought like deer in head lights, they gave up fairly quickly and landed in this place until a conviction could be made.

Latest image:


Any specific markings?
left arm

back

Left side

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 0564 ~ xxdeidarasgurlxx

Name: Eloise Marie Lennox (Ellie)
Age: 16
Gender: Female
What you're "in" for?: Progressive worsening of sleep terror disorder, supposed ‘attacking’ of step-parent, unnecessary and sudden violence towards fellow students and/or teachers
What's your "problem"(s): Generalized anxiety disorder, Sleep terror disorder

Biography: I started out as normal as anyone, I guess. My parents got divorced when I was twelve, and everything just started to go downhill from there. The anxiety disorder came first. I became more edgy, everywhere I looked was a potential danger. Around every corner was a disaster waiting to take me away. I lived with my dad and step mom, Laura. I have a feeling she resented me. She’s part of the reason I’m here. When my anxiety got worse, the sleep terrors started. I would scream for my dad in the middle of the night, but when I woke up, I wouldn’t remember anything except the pain from Dad’s hands pinning my arms to the bed to keep me from hurting myself…or anyone else.
The terrors started out few and far between, but eventually those got worse, too. My thrashing became more violent, eventually to a point where Dad couldn’t hold me still anymore, and I would awake to find him with a new bruise on his face or the parts of his forearms that he couldn’t hide with his t-shirts. As Dad became more concerned, he started paying more attention to me than to his new wife. In her jealousy, Laura used my progressive disorder against me.
We were sitting in the kitchen one day, she was standing near the stovetop in the island, and I was sitting at one of the bar stools close to it. She didn’t say anything to me, just lit the burner and stood there staring at the flickering blue flame. She would occasionally wave her hand close to it to check the heat coming from the metal grate. Out of nowhere, she started letting lose an earsplitting scream, and then stuck her hand into the flame. When my dad came in, she was curled in a corner of the kitchen, her back against the cabinet, cradling her arm that was now wrapped in a dish towel. I looked like a deer in headlights. When asked what happened, she lied and said I attacked her, pushing her against the lit stove. I tried to defend myself, and it didn’t work. My dad, taking my mental state into consideration, believed her over me, admitting me to Alisya the very next day.
Latest image:

Any specific markings?: Scars around her wrists from struggling against restraints

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 1092 ~ EMoMoChan

Name: Momoko Hirashi (( Momo ))
Age: 15
Gender: Female
What you're "in" for? Killing my entire family. It was the bad people, I swear. The bad people whisper to me all the time. Telling me what to do, and keeping me out of trouble. I love them. Unfortunatly, the bad people miscalculated me killing my mother, father, and big brother.
What's your "problem"(s): I believe nothing to be wrong with me, but the doctors labled me as a schizophreniac psyco. Me? Pfft, no way.

Biography: I was born a pretty little doll. Nothing at all wrong with me. As I grew, I began to hear people who others could not see. I guess that's normal. When I was 14, the voices...I like to call them "The Bad People"...told me to murder my family. I loved my family more than absolutly anything in the entire world. I did, honest. But I had to trust the bad people. They meant more to me, and I could always trust them. I killed my mother with a rusty pair of kitchen scissors. A nice sweep to the jugular and it was over before it even began. My big brother, Kain, was a bit harder. I had to be creative while dealing with him. I grabbed one of his old bats from when he played baseball and waited until he came home. I let him discover mother's body and snuck up behind him, thwapping him in the head with all of my might. He was down for the count, but I countinued to pound in his skull until there was nothing of a head to identify. My father was hardest. He put up an actual fight, leaving me with many broken bones. I, however, had a gun. I shot him in the heart and laughed. Apparently, I must have made too much noise... Silly me... My neighbors called the cops and in minutes I was in cuffs, being taken to jail. I was sentenced to life in a place my lawyer called "A better place than jail." Screw that old man.

Latest image:

Any specific markings? .Tattoo on her wrist.

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 5648 ~ dustland_fairytale

Name: Theron Ferlen
Age: 18
Gender: male
What you're "in" for?: transfered after the murder of another patient at a previous mental hospital
What's your "problem"(s): [URL="http://www.webmd.com/mental-health/dissociative-identity-disorder-multiple-personality-disorder]disassociative identity disorder[/URL], [URL="http://my.clevelandclinic.org/disorders/personality_disorders/hic_paranoid_personality_disorder.aspx]paranoid personality disorder[/URL]

Biography: Theron started off with a spiteful mother and a careless father. He spent much of his time in his basement, where it was safe. On the occasions that he did venture upstairs, he was punished brutally by his mother in bizarre ways, often leaving him sobbing and cleaning up whatever bodily fluid his mother had caused him to leak. He became unhealthily obsessed with trying to please his parents, hoping for their love. When none was still never given...he snapped. Theron doesn't like to think about the events that occured during that time, in fact, he doesn't like to talk much at all. He was escorted from his home by police officers and taken to a small mental institute close by. There, having had no real parental guidance early on, he based his behavior off of his fellow "inmates", though always keeping his distance from them. He began to have outbursts of violence which were then followed by weeks of recession in his room. Eventually, the spasms became so severe that he ended up taking a life. After that he was isolated, medicated, and studied. His doctors noted that he chose to call himself by different names while in these manic and depressive episodes and a diagnosis was given. It was decided that the small hospital was not sufficient enough for Theron's needs and he was sent to Alisya's.

Latest image:

Any specific markings?: Self inflicted [URL=http://www.skinandallergynews.com/fileadmin/content_images/archive_image/vol40iss6/70284_fx1.jpg]nail marks[/URL] on his neck from trying to pull of and break the shock collar his mother put on him as a child to prevent screaming or "back-talking".[/quote]


[quote][CENTER][I][FONT="Courier New"]PATIENT FILES NUMBER 1387 ~ Trinity Bell[/FONT][/I][/CENTER]

Name:Becca Owens
Age: 17
Gender:female
What you're "in" for? They say she killed her parents in her sleep. She doesn't remember anything, though. The only thing she remembers is waking up covered in her parents blood, a knife in her hand
What's your "problem"(s):The doctors say that she suffers from a deadly mix of sleepwalking disorder and sleep terror disorder.

Biography: Becca had a great childhood; she was a happy child. But at the age of 15, she was raped and then beaten while walking home from school. Over the next year, she went to therapy, and suffered from sleep terror disorder and sleepwalking disorder. Oftentimes her parents would here her in the kitched and she would wake up, not remembering where she was, what she was doing or how she got there. One night after she turned 16, the police say that she got up in the middle of the night, went into her parents house and brutily stabbed them to death. Becca wakes up, not remembering a thing. She calls the cops and they arrest her. Her lawyer pleads the insanity defense, and she is sent to the Alisya State Mental Hospital and Sanatorium.

Latest image:

Any specific markings? http://s2.hubimg.com/u/970961_f520.jpg Becca has restorted to cutting herself. She belives this is the closest way to atone for her killing her parents.

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 1293 ~ Katie Scarlet Divine

Name: Katie Scarlett
Age: 19
Gender: female
What you're "in" for? murder
What's your "problem"(s): There not quite sure what my problem is. Mostly because its off and on..some days i'll be sane and then i'll just snap, start breaking things and freaking out. They say its from my childhood since thats when I had my first 'insanity attack' I get paranoid, hide, and I keep thinking that he'll find me.

Biography: When I was around the age 12 my father started to hit me around, not in a joking matter but as a 'I'll kill you' matter. I learned not to speak at his home since my parents were divorced and my mothers home was heaven compared to my fathers. I started to call him by his first name and one day when he hit me..I hit back. I started to pick things up and scream at the top of my lungs while I threw things at him. He called the cops on me a few times, made them threaten me with Juvie and a foster home..and then one day I sort of shut off. The rest of my childhood involved staying in a closet when I was at his home..at my mothers I was perfectly fine though. Well anyways, I was 17 and finally fed up. So when he was asleep I took a knife, not thinking of getting caught because I was wayyyy out there and then snuck in his room and stabbed him to death. I then crawled back into my bed and had the most amazing dream, I was finally free. And then the next day they sent me to jail for two years...then finally here.

Latest image:

Any specific markings? Theres to many bruises, there just randomly everywhere.

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 1382 ~ Katie Scarlet Divine

Name: Ace Kurai
Age: 21
Gender: male
What you're "in" for? Suspected murder, even though I'm innocent.
What's your "problem"(s): I can't let go. I imagine my younger sister is still alive..and I talk to her.

Biography: I was always the funny guy that had a ton of friends and girls drooling over me, But that all changed. There was a HUGE party at my friends and of course I was stuck baby sitting my eight year old sister. Once she fell asleep I snuck out of the house, left the phone by her bed with my cell number and then drove to the party. i was having an amazing time when all of a sudden I got a call from home, I answered and heard her screaming there was someone inside and trying to break her door knob to get into her room. At first I thought she was joking..but then I heard the door make a loud cracking noise on the other side and my sister and the phone get pulled to the ground..thats when he raped her. I kept yelling, no screaming threw the phone that I would get to her and I was already in the car by then but the phone clicked off. When I got home I ran inside to find the house ransacked and my sisters door broken to pieces. There was blood everywhere and my poor sister..was on the floor with a knife sticking out of her chest. I dropped to the floor and cradled her, thats why the police suspected me. She was to badly ...massacared for them to do the test to see if she was raped so they automatically thought I had killed her since I was supposed to be at home with her. I started to go into her room and sit, just talking about everything..but thats when I started seeing her, hugging her. So my mom sent me here.

Latest image:

Any specific markings? nothing.

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 0532 ~ Palmoun

Name: Isaac Banter
Age: 18
Gender: male
What you're "in" for? They say that I steal things, start houses on fire and I might of burn a few people to death.
What's your "problem"(s): [URL="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kleptomania]Kleptomania[/URl], pyromania, and Problem gambling.


Biography: YOu know I was just a regular boy. I had my probelms here and there but it only started to get worse as I got older. THe stealing started when I was 5 and I have alwasy done it. Who is going to notice a pen gone or a neckless. So if they dont want it I will take it. But when I was 10 I found fire. I loved fire and seeing things burn, expecially things like lamps and houses. The fire just makes it look breath taking. But when I was 15 the gambling started since I needed money for matches and once I started I couldnt' stop. It was addictive just like everything else. My parents tryed to help me but nthing ever wold. But my problems only started to get worse. Then one day when I was doing absolutly nothing some peopel came, said i needed to come with them and here I am. They said I had lit someone on fire but I say I didnt.. or did I. I am not sure, I light many things on fire so maybe I did and dont remember. It happens.

Latest image:

Any specific markings?
[URL="http://www.kooltattoos.com/images/tattoo-ideas/wolf-tattoo-ideas-howling-wolf-upper-arm.jpg] right arm[/URL][/quote]

[quote][CENTER][I][FONT="Courier New"]PATIENT FILES NUMBER 0216 ~ [/FONT][/I][/CENTER]

Name: Derric Gale
Age: 15
Gender: male
What you're "in" for?
Attempted Murder/Violent Behavior
What's your "problem":
Delirium
Biography:
Said to come from what is now a ghost town in West Virginia. Found wandering the road, and taken to a hospital because of visible scars and bruises. PATIENT 0216 shown anxiety and paranoia, and also wouldn't speak a word of where he had come from or what had happened. His parents whereabouts were unknown, and a very touchy subject with him, suspicion was that he was a victim of Child Abuse. Nightfall PATIENT 0216 would hide within the room, refuse to turn out the lights, or refuse to sleep entirely. 0216 claims of these "shadow creatures" are waiting for him, until he was alone and in the dark. 0216, has had more damage than just physical, mentally he is unstable and could be dangerous around other Patients. Few days within solitary containment- 0216 is shown to be very aggressive, and violent. The decision that he was placed into Solitude, was to try and keep him from seeing these "Shadows" but had only triggered more problems. Doctor Ferral decides that 0216 should face his fear of the dark, and turns his chamber lights off. 0216 shows desperation to escape, and continues with violent acts as nurses try to restrain him. Furthermore, 0216 takes a pen from one of the nurses pockets and stabs the other 6 times in the neck/shoulder region. 0216, must be transfered to Alisya State Mental Hostpital
Latest image:

Any specific markings?
Halo of the Sun (pic)
-Branded or Carved into his skin; upper back-
Other:
*Information about the Halo; and The Order*

[quote]

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 5689 ~ jayson526

Originally Posted by jayson526

Name: I go by many names but the one all of them answer to is max
Age: 20
Gender: male
What you're "in" for?: my parents couldn’t handle me so they sent me here
What's your "problem"(s): mpd

Biography: on my eighth birthday their was a car crash and I was in it causing me to be in a coma for two months. When I awoke my family was all happy but I was changed and well that’s because I wouldn’t talk to them I would only talk to the boy in the mirror he was my only friend. My family ignored that problem and faced the issues of me going by different names and acting different by the day they hated to say it but they couldn’t handle me. They sent me to every place known to man that handled my type of people and well I have had everything from slap to shock therapy none of it worked. This is their last resort since they can no longer keep me

Latest image:

Any specific markings? Only the ones from the doctors tests

PATIENT FILES NUMBER 0025 ~ jayson526

Name: Candice
Age: 18
Gender: female
What you're "in" for?: I didn’t do a god damn thing like the crazies they put in here because my boyfriend was murdered and they think I did it and I didn’t you hear me I didn’t do it im innocent
What's your "problem"(s): I DON’T HAVE ANY ok maybe anger issues but I like my anger it keeps me alive here.

Biography: Candice was minding her business when she got the call her boyfriend of 3 years had just hung himself and they thought it was a murder. Well the first person they wanted to see was here because it was in his room and hell she touched everything in their nearly a million times not to mention the sex. They had everything from fingerprints to things she had no idea what they were up their on that evidence board and she didn’t do it they just figured since she was the last one in the room that admitted to it she had to have done it. So they stuck her in this hellish place with all the people who really do kill people, what a joy to be branded a killer.

Latest image:

Any specific markings? No Im a killer not a freak I don’t want no damn tattoo

STAFF~

Nurse # 8 - Toxic Doll

Terra Gale
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Personality: Devious, tuititive, and sometimes dark
Family: Derric Gale
Bio: Taken to the chapel to be cleansed.. Everything backfired, and the chapel litterally went down in flames. Terra had returned to her home, bloody, and burned.. She wanted to see if her brother was alright, and to get the both of them out of this menacing town. Seeing her brother was gone, she knew then that he'd left without her, it triggered something within her. It was said that the Town had no known survivors, and was to be shut down. Terra took to the woods and wandered to find her brother....
File Image:

Nurse # 3 - Forever_Trapped

Name: Damien Devient
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Personality: Quiet, unstable, insane and shows it.
Family: none
Bio: unknown
File Image:

(( Anyone know when we will be starting? ))

|| I was told she was having internet problems, and life issues. So we can wait for her....or we can go ahead and start? I'm sure I can come up with an intro post. ||

(( Ohhh, well stuff happens. It's fine. And if you think she won't mind, sure, I'd love to get started. ^^ ))

{I will initiate this as soon as I get my two up :3 }

{Anyone else? :D}

So anyone know when we can post?

ooh! I'm joining now, so i'll be sending in my forms as soon as possible. But one question, can I make a boy and a girl? I noticed you didn't have many boys. ^^

{YES! PLEASE! YES! OMG I LOVE you!!}

((Done ^^))

Dragging in patient 0001 wasnt easy, she was worse than 0002. Expecially unmedicated, unrestraiend save for handcuffs on her wrists. And when you dragged her brother into the mix, oh hell. Which is exactly what they did.
"LET ME GO! NOW! LET ME GO! AVALANCHE!!" she screamed, struggling as hard as she could, her long black hair flying everywhere as she did so. The patient -first ever admtited- was going to have bruises later because of this little spiel that she was pulling but at the point, she didnt care. Ragged pants left her full and beautiful lips as she tried to get back to the They didnt want to medicate her again, so dragging her was the best thing to do. First, they dragged her by the cuffs they kept her hands in then, when she kicked a man in the balls and he dubbled over, one of the doctors threw her over their shoulders. The beautiful girl went even more nuts, hitting the man as hard as she could.
"Lady - quit!" the doctor ordered but 0001 would not go quietly. When they took her for 'therepy' or for any other session - the whole damn hospital knew of it. Either with her screams, curses, or just plain presance. She was terrifying, they had to admit that.

Avalanche watched his sister go insane from the inside of the door, he -himself- bound and unable to help her. Gritting his teeth, he turned around so he didnt see his... pretty little girl cause damage. He didnt want to see that. Sitting down in the chair, he slumped down and spread his legs, just something he was comfortable doing.
"So doc. What else do you wanna question me about. Alchemy and mine childhood? Why we did what we did when you found us?" he questioned the doctor, smirking. He loved sensing the fear. Expecially when Alchemy had jumped to attack him with a pen. THAT was funny. Smiling at the most recient memory, his pale, thin hand went up to his hair, his fingers pushing into it and sweeping it back from his face. He couldnt be more proud of his younger sister right now. Sister... Looking down slightly - he half wished they werent related.
"Are you in love with your sister?" the doctor asked and Avalanche's dark, deadly eyes went to him.
"Take me back to my cell. Now." he stated. For Avalance - that was the end of that little conversation.

Being escorted out, he saw that they were still having a problem with Alchemy. She was going insane... screaming, shouting, kicking, and hitting whatever she could. If she wasnt careful - she'd have bruises and Avalanche couldnt have that, no he couldnt. Going ahead of his doctors, he looked at Alchemy dead in her eyes. At that precise moment, everything chaotic with her stopped and immediatly calmed. The doctor put her down and she immediatly took Avalanche's hand, despite the handcuffs. Smiling lightly, he let go of her hand and put his arms around her, which was quite easy. All he had to do was put his arms up and she ducked under the handcuffs. Joined together finally - they made their way back to the cell, where Avalance reluctently let go of his baby sister and calmly walked to his cell.

That ordeal was over.

Katie was calmly sitting her cell and watching everything go down. She noticed the what looked to be brother and sister and sighed a little to herself and brushed her red and black bangs out of her face. Most of the boys around here were decently cute. Which made her smirk." Theres always something wrong with cute men.."She mumbled, looking down at herself. Her feet and chest was strapped to her bed so she couldn't get up, but it was facing the outer area so she could watch others. At the moment she was perfectly fine until the strange man came into her room with her pills. Thats when she flipped out, not being able to do much so she put up her hands and covered her mouth as he tried to pry it open."Leave me alone!" She screamed, noticing her open door and clenching her teeth to not take the medicine."Help!" She yelled, knowing no one could..but it helped. Finally the man put the medicine in her mouth and covered her nose and mouth so she had to swallow. When she finally swallowed she felt as if she had lost." Please...help.." She mumbled under her breath and tried to get the stupid leather belt off of herself. He had just tied down her hands and left, leaving the door open just to piss her off." Fuck you too!" She called, feeling the pills kick in that would make her not be able to move quickly. If she could just get someone to come into her room and unstrap the belt she would be able to move around to not let the pills knock her out." PLEASE!" She cried, banging her wrists up against the side of the bed to try and get the straps off.

She had, had plenty of incidents with the men that gave her pills. Apparently they had a fondess for her since she was pretty, thin, had big breasts and a nice smile as her boyfriend had put it. She rolled her eyes at remembering him saying that since he had left her after she had her first insanity attack. He had been her everything and to him she was just his toy, which she despised. And now even the doctors were doing things to her. She planned to kill them all if she ever got out of here. Luckily this time they had sent a new guy that had only given her the pills instead of try and take advantage of her. She looked towards the door and saw a few patients going to their cells."Help?" She asked softly, her voice cracking a little.

Ace listened to the girl scream and yell and then finally when that stopped he heard another girl cry out for someone to help her. He ran to his cell door and tried to open it." I'm not insane!" He said, putting his forehead up against the door."I have to go and see Lucy!" The girl sounded just like his sister..what if they had brought Lucy here?"LUCY!"He cried, hitting the door repeatedly. They had locked his door for this reason.. he always tried to get out, to go and 'see' his sister. He sighed and sat back down, looking out at everyone. He got up and started throwing things at the door, his anger getting the best of him. He didn't have hand cuffs or anything because he had an easy way to get out of them since he was a fairly thin boy except for his muscular chest, thus making it easy for him to slip his hands out of cuffs or find a way to break them."Lucy..." He mumbled, sitting on the floor. Thats when the door opened and he noticed the doctor. He got up and punched the man in the jaw and ran out into the hallway."Lucy?!" He then noticed a quite radiant girl, he guessed she had been the one that alays got in fights with the counselor and such. He turned his head and was still looking for the crying girl that needed help. He gave the girl a small wave and ran a hand threw his hair."Hello..?"He said towards The black haired beauty and then cleared his throat." Do you know where the crying girl is?" He heard her.. but he didn't know which room it was and even though he could probably find her he wanted to speak to this intriging girl. He shut his door so the doctor would be stuck in there awhile so he could roam around the place.

Avalanche and Alchemy looked back, the elder still holding the younger. Alchemy blinked while Avalance took his arms from her, both kids looking at each other. The doctors started to question and get the boy, but the siblings werent having it. At all. They went back to back, taking the doctors down. Hand cuffed or not - the siblings could fight. They fought for years to stay alive - these bastards were no different than the many people they killed to stay alive and together. Only these guys they didnt kill. Avalance mainly fought hand to hand, grabbing them and throwing them into a wall to knock them out, and tripping them to knock them out as well. The doctor in Lucy's room - the newbie who didnt know their damn reputation- ran out to give the other doctors help. Alchemy took him down easily - 'running' up him and kicking him in the face, flipping back and landing on her feet. Handcuffed or not - she could fight. The girl found the keys and unlocked them both. Avalance grinned at her and hugged her tightly, kissing her cheek and head. Alchemy litterally jumped on him, wrapping her legs around him while he showered her with affection. Officially - two of the most dangerous occupants were unleashed. Letting her down, and still having a stupid grin on his face from being unleashed, Avalance went into the girl's room and looked at her.
"Are you okay kid?" he asked, looking down at her. Tilting his head, he noticed that she had been given pills.
"If I unstrap you - will you attack me?" he asked her.

Alchemy looked to Ace. "Hi." she said, smiling and rocking back and forth. She was obviously a ton of screws short of a working machine.

Becca sat in her room, covering her ears against all the screaming, rocking back and forth on the bed. She wasn't like all these people here, she wasn't crazy. Once everything quieted down, Becca slowly approached her door, scratching at the fresh cuts on her wrist. Blood dripped from her wrists, splattering onto the floor.
"Hello. . . Is anyone out there?" Becca's brown hair hangs limply in her face. "Hello? Can I leave, please. . . I'm not crazy. . ." Becca begins to cry as she cries out again. "I'm not crazy!!! Please, somebody, let me out!!! Please!"

Name:andy
Age: 15
Gender:male
What you're "in" for? murder and manslaughter
What's your "problem"(s): plain insanity

Biography: was rasied in a orphanage,without family,without care,slwoly being tortured by the staff each day,until on his 14 birthday he ran out of his room and whent into he kicthen and saw somthing that completly tramatized him.he saw the head mistress beating a child with a cooking hammer.now normally this wasent uncvommen for andy to se but it was a 5 year old child and seeing this angerd him and and then voocies started saing in his head to help he chld and to kill the women and the save teh child.andy,having been beaten on sdveral occasions,grabs a pair of shears off teh table and plunged tehm in the womens spine agian and again until it was a bloody mess.

But it didint stop there.the vvocies told him to go and save all teh childern and kill the the staff so with the element of surpsie and swift skills he quickly and inhumanly killed each and everyone of the teh staff excvept for one who was lucky to call the police.even though he was captured and sen to the sanatarium he didnt go quietly.it took 5 officers to bring him in and he killed 3 of them.

he has now been in the sanatarium for a year now and has learnd taht he has tellekanises.he has been praticng without he gaurds seeing and has been planing an escape of the asylum also paling to take as many patients with him.

Latest image: n/a

Any specific markings:a large scar on his arm that seems to burn when he is in danger

{You dont enjoy following rules, do you?}

Isaac growled and fought as he was taken from the mans officer. He had tryed to set the office on fire, yet again. THe doctors said it wasn't good and that he could kill someone by doing it and that he had. Isaac always said they could never prove he did it and they coudln't. But they still told him it wasn't good to set things on fire and he needed to stop or else they would put him away for good. He didn't think he was crazed, he was just different. He then bit into the one guys arm and he screamed as he let fo of Isaac. The other guy stuck his hand into his pocket and was about to pull out a needle but nothing was in his pocket. He then looked at isaac and he saw the smirk on his face. "you should keep a eye on a pick pocket and a theif like me." he said as he pulled out a needle and then stapped it itno the guy. The man growled but crumpled to the floor and Isaac quickly pulled away from them and ran down the hall.
"I am not crazy, I am just different." he yelled as he ran like a mad man and looked around for something he could use to get a spark. But as he did he hears someone cry to be let out and who was he to not let them out. So he ran down the hall and then called, "hey, does someoen want to be let out?" since if they weren't down here he had to move or else they would get there hand on him again.

Katie stared oddly a him." Kid? I'm nineteen.." She said then nodded a little." I won't hurt you.. I just need to get the damn drugs out of my system." She said, looking up at him." Please unstrap me.." She then despite everything going on knew that sounded pretty odd." I mean.. the bed." She gave a small grin to try and brighten the mood since everything was so dull." I'd really appreciate it." She said, her eyes lighting up a little at the thought of getting the strap off her chest so she could finally breath again. Her bangs were in her face despite her effort to blow them off, so it got pretty annoying." Whats your name?" She asked, wondering who he was and why he didn't seem insane at all. If he wasn't a patient then what if he was a doctor? She couldn't see him that well threw her thick bangs but she knew their first impressions of each other probably weren't that great. Especially since she was in one of the skimpier hospital gowns they would give to patients. It wasn't that it was made to look sexy but it was pretty short on her and it didn't really cover her chest, which pissed her off pretty badly.

Ace eyed the girl and saw what happened between the two. They were either close or really close to the point where they were 'together'."He your boyfriend?" He asked gruffly, looking around the hallway. "Nevermind..thats not important..um. Do you want to go somewhere out of sight so they can't find you that quickly?" He knew the perfect place since he had escaped from his room many times. It was a room with absolutely no cameras, and was pretty cozy.

The carving on his chest burned, almost felt as if it were pulsing, but there had been nothing he could do about it.. Derric had no faith with the doctors there, they had officially believed he's gone mad. He couldn't understand why they would see that, those people have no idea what he had gone through, or what was on his mind. And they just act like they know... Derric rested his hand onto his chest, the bandages were wet with blood, apparently he had opened the carving again. It hadn't made sense, since he was just sitting there. Something was stirring, and he felt it deep down. He closed his eyes and took a breath, since he's within a secluded area, there isn't many people that could hear him pounding on the door or calling out. After a few minutes he felt it was meaningless to keep screaming, his chest was bothering him badly so he hadn't wanted to make that pain worse. "If Terra were here..." He whispered to himself as his back faced the door, which then he had slid down to sit. "I wonder if she's OK.." He frowned

Before any of his madness, Derric and Terra lived an OK life with their parents. Terra was older than Derric, so she had dealt with more pain than he had, their parents weren't normal, there was something wrong with them mentally.. But through all of the pain and suffering, Terra would always be there for her little brother, Derric. But things turned for the worst, Derric was left home one evening, while the town went to the Chapel. He had realized that Terra was crying before, but hadn't known why, still, she had convinced him she would be alright and promised they would see eachother again. Before Terra left with their mom and dad, he also realized Terra was bound by the wrists.. He couldn't do anything since she had already gone.. Hours felt like days, until it fell to night, the town's Siren went off. That was often a bad sign, and it was, for all Hell had broke loose out onto the streets. It led Derric to flee the Town, though he had forgotten something. He'd then left his sister behind..

Out of his state of mind Derric looked back up and unwrapped the bloody bandages, dropping them on the floor next to him. The Halo of the Sun had stopped bleeding. He pressed his hand against his chest, and closed his eyes. Within those few seconds he had seen the sight of his sister, bloody, distorted, and burning. Derric sprung up and pounded on the door screaming, the lights had gone out in his room.. "OPEN THE DAMN DOOR!!"

Ellie woke up in the same, stiff metal folding chair she'd fallen asleep in. Well, she hadn't remembered falling asleep. To the doctors she was the most sane form of insane, medicated of course, but the medication made her so drowsy.... She looked around at the startled faces sitting in similar chairs, and the counselor presiding over this particular group therapy session. His jaw was slack, and his hand was locked around a pen hovering just centimeters over his clipboard. She studied the unmoving people around her, most of them chained by their wrists to the chairs, but all of them wearing the same fearful expression.

She ran a hand through her hair, "damn," she hissed under her breath. then out loud, and directed at the counselor, "I fell asleep again didn't I?" When he noddded slowly, she stood up. "I think I'm done with group therapy for today."

One of the orderlies standing at the door gripped her arm and began to lead her down the hallway. She snatched her apendage away from him, "I think I can walk myself to my cell, thank you," she peered down at his name tag, "Phillip. I need a hallway supervisor, not an escort. I require you to walk a minimum of two feet behind me."

The orderlie glanced back at the counselor in uncertainty, and he spoke, "Don't worry, Phil, she's one of our more 'well behaved' patients, and her demands are rational, so just see to it that she makes it back to her cell."

'He must be new,' she thought. 'poor bastard.' As she walked, ignoring her 'monitor' she saw complete chaos down the hallway that her cell was on. Two of the craziest people she had ever seen were kicking the snot out of a herd of doctors and muscular orderlies, knocking them down like dominoes, then running to free another patient from her bed straps. Another boy had locked a doctor in his cell and gone hysterical in the hallway, looking for a girl named Lucy. 'God, how in the hell did my dad ever believe that I belonged here?' She felt like the only sane one, then again, most of the patients here didn't think they were crazy either.

She heard a muffled cry to open a door from her spot in the hall. She glanced back at the orderlie, he didn't seem to notice the cries. if it was already chaos, why not make it a bit more exciting? She pointed to the door that the cries had come from. "This is my cell. Open the door please?" The orderlie nodded then took out his keys, unlocking the door and opening it. Ellie grinned as Derric tumbled from the room and she gave the orderlie an innocent look, "Oops, I guess I was wrong."

Derric's eyes held wide open and shown fear. He grabbed onto Ellie's legs and looked up at her shaking frantically, "She's come for me, she's not dead, she isn't dead!" He cried out, his eyes filled with tears as he let go of Ellie's legs and curled in fetal position, and quieted himself. Derric felt a bit at ease as he was in some sort of light, and NOT alone.

Into the center of the floor laid a pendant onto what was supposedly rust. Derric turned to the room and sat there with a blank stare "That's Terra's" He whispered, he sounded like he was about to choke, but he held it back along with the tears. He gripped his hair tightly and pulled "That's not possible!" He pulled himself up and stood behind Ellie "please, don't make me go back in there"

He had been shaken up, by seeing Terra just like that, was it really his mind playing tricks? 'She wants revenge.. Because I left her behind' He said to himself, how could he be so foolish? Derric hugged onto Ellie's arm in fear.

[ Ooc: Ugh writer's Block D: ]

"That's my brother!" she answered Ace, grinning. Skipping down the hall, Alchemy saw a boy tumble out of his cell, seeing him and a girl, the boy first clinging to the girl's legs then curled up in the fetal position. "Someone's insaaane~" she sang then giggled. Upon further inspection, by walking toward them, she discovered it was Elli and Derric. Grinning, she decided to greet them to the world of the insane."Oh Elli!" she sang again, waving. Alchemy and Avalanche knew everyone there - since they were the first patients in the 'revolutionary' new insane asylum - they saw people come in, people go, and people never come back out. Alchemy - she was the scariest person in there. She killed an orderly with handcuffs just for giving her the wrong food, then another with a pen for telling her that she was insane, then a guard with a fork because he made a crack comment about her Multiple Personality Disorder. Avalanche - dont get them started on him.

In the first week there - he killed ten orderlies, three nurses, one doctor, and two guards all because they tried to take Alchemy from him and move her three floors down - to the REALLY insane floor. He wasnt having it and neither was she. Eventually - they came to the agreement, after two weeks, that they'd move her down the hall from him simply because they didnt have a cell right next to him. When Alchemy agreed, he was fine with it. He still remembered her skipping out of the room, singing lightly. She loved to sing... She had a lovely voice too.

Speaking of the elder brother, he unstrapped the girl, helped her up and helped her into the hallway, making sure the meds didnt make her pass out on the floor. "Alchemy - quit taunting." he drawled and Alchemy blinked. "M not..." she wined. "Elli, Dominic, whats up?" he greeted calmly, as if knocking orderlies out and busting loonies out of their cell was a very casual, every day thing. Other than his MPD - he was a pretty cool guy and he acted sane... unlike his sister. But he loved her. Avalanche helped the girl sit down before walking over to Derric. "Hey man, its okay," he tried to soothe.

"Um..." Was all Ellie could think to say at that moment. This person was definitely interesting that was for sure. She had what she would consider the closest thing to a little brother for about two weeks when her dad was still in the 'date anything that moves' stage right after the divorce, she assumed this situation was kind of similar. She turned to look for the orderlie, but he was long gone. Ellie assumed he would quit immediately, or get fired, unless he was one of the stupid ones... such as those lying in agony on the floor from trying to control mister and missus fantastic. "I think we all need a little R and R, follow me." She motioned to everyone, then led Derric down the hallway to the employee lounge.

The flourescent lights were blindingly bright in there and all of the snack machines were free. I guess the higher ups thought that free snacks added to a crappy salary were enough to make up for having to deal with complete chaos twenty-four hours of the day. "Can you let go of my arm please? You're cutting off my circulation." she said to Derric. She cocked her head to the side, after examining the boy's face. "you look a little spooked. Afraid of the dark? I'm only guessing because the lights in your cell were out. I'm not surprised, this place is a hell hole and nothing works, not even the employees." She gave a disgusted face as she punched a number into one of the machines and was rewarded with a bag of pretzels. She shook them at Derric, "Snack?"

Katie smiled a little." Thanks." She said, standing up and going around the corner. She puked into one of the janitor buckets to get the pill out of her system, then cleaned her face with the rag and came back out, noticing the boy that had moppy hair. He looked like he missed someone .. and the boy that had helped her was trying to comfort him. She frowned a little."Shame.." She muttered under her breath and then sat back down since she felt a little dizzy. She looked towards Ace, and then at the girl he was staring at. The man that had saved her had called the girl Alchemy." Hello.." She said, watching her go about. She put her hand on her head and stood up again.

Ace helped the dazed girl up and stared at her. She sounded like Lucy, except older..but they looked different. Though Katie was gorgeous, She still wasn't his sister, beautiful, smart, caring and so many more things. He smirked a little at Alchemy and then looked towards the boy." Someone close to me is gone to..but they always come back." Either physically, or in your mind.