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 Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 12:31 pm
Voices, entities, songs and strange colors and lights continue to present themselves to some within a small, quiet, plain mental health clinic, all of whose patients are between the ages of ten to twenty. All within this clinic are diagnosed with the sleeping illness of insomnia, and have been either left or abandoned by their parents in this odd facility where nothing seems to be real.
However, what goes on in the minds of these children is where the tale lies hidden.
These children, all with their own personal pains and hatreds, are thrown into a magic world where everything that is is what it's not, and everything that's not it what it is. But this world only ever appears when they are asleep. Some of the children fall asleep, and never reawaken for reasons unknown to any practical physician. Others remain in the clinic until their twenty first birthday, and then, they too, perish.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 12:36 pm
Rules *Follow all the normal Role Playing Rules as well as the ones of the guild.
*No Godmodding
*Cussing is fine, but please, don't drop the Fbomb every other word
*Romance is alright and encouraged, but please don't make it the main focal point of the Role Play
*Please make characters between the ages of 10 and 20
*PM me all profiles
*You do not need to give your chracater a terribly painful past. It is enough that their parents left them at the mental clinic.
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 12:41 pm
Profiles: Girls Character Name: Ari
Age: 17
Sex: Female
Appearance:[ X ]
Short Bio: Sent to the hospital a short while after her older brothers. She's been within the clinic about a year, and is just beginning to gain powers and an understanding of happenings
Personality: Not a bad person, though not totally an angel, either. If she sees something that she desires, she'll make a good attempt to gain it. If she can not, she'll hold a grudge against the one who prohibeted her from reaching it, but will eventually forget.
Strongest Positive Trait: Cunning
Special Power Desired: Ability to walk through walls(while in otherworld)lilcocobon Gaian Name: lilcocobon
Character Name: Delilah Love
Age: Seventeen
Sex: Female
Appearance: Delilah
Short Bio: At the age of thirteen, Delilah had to bear witness to her father, a drunkard, rape her older sister and then slit her throat. She had never fully recovered from the sight, and soon after, her mother died, having known the deed that was done to her oldest child. Lucky for Delilah, her mother made strict orders for her to be sent to a clinic [to keep Delilah out of harm's way of her father], but this didn't occur until after her father got to her also. She had called the police that night and had her dad taken away to jail to be locked up for the rest of his life [seeign as neither Delilah nor her mother had the guts to reveal what the man had done, for fear of being killed also].
After being sent to the clinic, she realized she hated the white-wash walls of her room, and so took up a habit of gathering as many colors of sharpie as she could find, and scribbling things on the east wall, opposite the large window on the west wall. On the south wall, the wall she faced when she woke up every morning, she placed her photography, and lastly, on the north wall, she placed pictures that she had hand drawn herself. On her ceiling, she painted a very dark blue and painted small white dots on it, signifying stars, and along with that, placed glow in the dark stars in spots she could. She changed up the room a lot, not having liked it before, and actually appreciates it now that it is decorated as she likes.
Personality: She has a very artistic sort of personality. She often traps her self in a surreal world that she makes for her self through expressing herself by writing, drawing, and photography. Other than that, though she is usually seen alone, she hates being in her own solitude for too long, as her thoughts seem to enjoy wandering back towards her dark past, causing her to go crazy for a slight moment and begin "talkign to herself", though to her, it actually seems as if she's talking to her friends.
Strongest Positive Trait: Her vivid Imagination.
Special Power Desired: She can create things from her imagination [In the Other World], and can do slight telekinesis [In the Real World]. Boys Character Name: Silve
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Appearance: [ X ]
Short Bio: Was sent to the hospital at the age of 15, as were his siblings. The family began with five children, two of which remain. Silve and his sister, Ari. The other three never awoke from their sleep.
Personality: Obstinate. Very short fuse. Gets frustrated with everything and anything except his small sister. Not a bad person at heart, but rough around the edges.
Strongest Positive Trait: strength of will
Special Power Desired: can change appearance at will (while in otherworld)SkeletonGaian Name:
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Posted: Tue Apr 10, 2007 12:51 pm
Non Player Characters The Mad Hatter:[ X ]The March Hare:[ X ]The Chesire Cat:[ X ]Others can play these roles, if you wish. PM me if you'd like the position. Yes...I've decided that the March Hare is a girl. Shush!
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 1:21 pm
Silve stood shivering in the moonlit corridor, clad in the thin hospital pajamas issued to him. This was the fourth night of sleeplessness, of trying desperately to keep his eyes open and remain aware of the real world. I don't know if I'll wake up again,he thought, creeping through the shadows and down to the stairwell. Cerfew had been hours before. With any luck, the nurses would have gone to their bedrooms and he'd be free to wander the halls, trying to keep awake.
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Posted: Thu May 03, 2007 7:52 pm
Delilah had wandered off into her own world once more. "Really, Jenny, we should do something about the colors in here... Or lack thereof..." she said to the girl, who, to Delilah, very much existed, but to the rest of the world, didn't.
Yes, we should do something about those colors... The white in here hurts my eyes, Delilah... the girl said to her and laughed. Maybe your blood will be enough to stain the walls, Delilah...
Yes, indeed, at times like these, delilah's thoughts drifted to masochism, and though she didn't realize it, she had begun to scratch at her arm, as if trying to open her skin...
But at that very moment that the pain got intense and the blood began to flow from an already open cut, she caught sight of someone walkign down the hall. This someone was familiar... Silve... It was silve from a few rooms down, and, forgetting that her imagination was there talkign to her, she walked towards Silve. She knew that talkign to herself could only bring bad things to her... and so she hurried towards Silve, as if he could save her life...
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 6:32 am
The fine hair at the name of Silve's neck rose at the sound of rushed footsteps behind him. He turned slowly, thinking that the person may have been one of the nurses that. An excuse was prepared, and lingered in his throat. But as he turned, the one whom he saw was not a nurse, but another sleepless patient. I've seen her before when she painted her room... Delilah The excuse melted on his tongue, and was instead replaced with utter caution. Not all within these halls were right in their mind, and would prove dangerous if enstated in the right circumstance. "Hello," he greeted her, keeping his voice low so as to not alert the others. "Can you not sleep, either?"
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Posted: Sat May 26, 2007 11:38 am
"You should know, Silve... Not many people can sleep in this place..." she said with a shake of her head as she tried to hide her arm. she could actually feel the pain now, and evey hear a light plop on the ground whenever her blood dripped. She shivered a little, feeling slightly lightheaded.
"No, Silve... I just don't like to sleep very much... I never know what I'll do when I begin to sleep walk..." she said with a shake of her head. "I just don't care much for my dreams, y'know?"
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