Old hilldale drive asylum (open for members)
 

Plot(if your a patient): You walk in through the old doors two people at your side, you can't escape. How did you end up here, what did you do?
Plot(if asylum worker): New patients you just love that, but in your opinion there just insane. Time to head to work!
Plot(everyone): the old asylum walls begin to crumble, can you survive, crazy or not. The doors are locked no escape.

To join pick one, patient or nurse?

Patient:
Name:
Age:
Race:
Looks/picture:
Bio:
Reason why your here:


Nurse:
Name:
Age:
Race:
Looks/Picture:
Bio:
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My character:
Patient:
Name: Scarlett Loveland
Age: 21
Race: American
Looks: Red hair that reaches past her shoulders and back(curly) Purple eyes rose red lips. Crazy look in her eyes.
Bio: Always hangs out around bars but never really talks to anyone. She was bated by everyone but her little sister, she gave her sister a hard time to make friends.
Reason: She is a killer and cannibal that turned her crazy, she would lure men in and kill them that's why she has rose red lips the blood never washed off it stayed there it brought out the beauty she had. No one knee about this until late one night. It was no wonder why her sister was a vegetarian.

I hope we can roleplay soon, anyone who wants to join is accepted!

Patient:
Name: Kaylie (but forces everybody to call her Kay) Brystow
Age: 16
Race: American
Looks/picture: Brown hair with two different colored eyes (green right and blue left), short, straight dirty blonde hair down to her shoulders.
Bio: After her mother passed away when she was 12, she's been paranoid about the world. Seeing something she's scared of can cause her to get so violent that she was hospitalized at least 10 times since. Her father finally admitted her to the asylum after being unable to take care of her on his own. The only time she isn't violent is when she's sleeping.
Reason why your here: very extreme violence linked to paranoia linked to scarring memories.

Your both in. Anyone else?

Patient:
Name: Fern Lovegood
Age:18
Race:American
Looks/Picture: black shoulder-length hair with red tips, and bright blue eyes.
Bio:when she was 3 her home was set on fire. it killed her 2 older siblings and her father. Fern and her mother moved to L.A where her mother got drinking and gambling problems.she neglected fern so she had to feed herself. she caught a disease at 4 from eating a rat. she was taked to an orphanage. the parents who adopted her forced her to clean the house and care for their triplets. at the age of ten, she went crazy. the family kept her until she was 15 then sent her to an hospital. 3 years later she was deemed unstable.
Reason why you are here: went had and will kill any child up to the age of 3 because the first 3 years of her living at the adopted home.

Accepted!

Nurse:
Name: Janet Hudson
Age: 27
Race: Polish
Looks/picture: https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic.com/...0CeMbVjPj81SKeJ
Bio: When Janet was little her father was taken away to the same asylum, it hurt her so much. She thought the closet way to be near him was to work there. So she decided when she was older she would work there. She went through her college years and directly went here. She has worked here for three years and she is now really close to her father, she finally feels like shes at home. She is extremely nice and will help anyone. She always stays after her shift and never really leaves the asylum, she has her own room in the asylum.

Cool, a nurse. Accepted.

Hey if we get like 2 more people we can start, I know not to many people will join.

Ok, we can start now.

I looked out the small bared window that was on my room door. "HEY DON'T YOU KNOW WHEN TO GIVE THE FOOD AROUND HERE?!?" I yelled. Surrounding patients agreed yelling and kicking there doors. I smirked in reply putting my head proudly in the air. The nurse who came in had a disagreeing expression. She walked near me, but not to close, I was still dangerous. "Scarlett! That is enough! Now calm down & ill get you your food, and medicine." I made a face at her as she left. I walked over to my broken old bed. I sat down waiting. I looked at the chain wrapped around my foot. It insured that I wouldn't get away. I may have killed a few nurses, and a docter to get this punishment. I could see Dave, my friend leaving. Great, he gets to leave, I guess he got over whatever happened to him. I sighed and waited for my dinner.

"Janet, please bring Scarlett her food & medicine!" Diana a fellow nurse yelled as she walked away her head hung low and her hands hiding her face. "Fine Diana. She's not bad she just-" "SHE WAS A CANNIBAL! She has been here for only a week and she already killed 5 people!" She screamed. "Diana listen to me!" The blonde nurse stomped her foot hard on the marble. "She only killed 1 of the nurses, the rest were injured." Diana stared at her then walked out. "What rubbish that comes out of her mouth." Janet whispered laughing to herself. She grabbed a tray with fruits & a salad, no meats. Scarlett was not allowed to have ANY type of meat. She grabbed a glass of water with a pill on the side it. She walked to Scarlett's room opening the door. "Sit & Stay!" Janett stomped her foot giving her the tray. She locked up the door walking back to the kitchen.

Fern bounced around the room, she knew a fellow was leaving today. could she leave, too? she knew she wouldn't, not unless there was a miracle. and she knew with her luck, there wouldn't be one. then a nurse walked in and set down a tray. Fern smiled. "thank you." she said politely, the nurses knew Fern wouldn't harm them so they were fine with walking in and saying hello to Fern. "hey" the nurse said, leaving the room. Fern got up and examined the plate. some strawberry's a small salad and some chicken. she quietly ate and tended to her matted hair. after, she looked out to see the guy leave. Fern didn't know him but she cheered for him. she just wished she could get out too. "if only," she whispered to herself

Good morning. I would like to apply for the position of night nurse. My name is Agnus. Agnus Crumplebottom. I may be past my prime, but I am a large, strong woman. My hair is kept in a tight bun, a proper look for a proper lady. Wear glasses, and heavy shoes; and never wear trousers.

Recently dismissed from my last live-in position, I applied for a room in a boarding house near here, but as no one replied I must assume I was rejected. I do need to live on-site, and I hope lodgings and meals are available.

I must say the tour was...interesting. It seems this is a high-security institution for the dangerously insane. Rather barbaric ways to treat mental patients, but I can see there is not a big budget for more modern confinement. Patient Mathieu seems especially delusional, considering where he IS. I am curious to see his files; I suspect that beneath that "poor mistreated boy" story is something darker. Could he have murdered his cruel mother? On the other hand, being in a place like this is enough to MAKE a sane person go mad! I should know...

"Let....me...go! You have no right to keep me here!"

It was like talking to a fence post. Neither orderly was paying attention to my words and even less attention to the damage they were doing to my fair skin. It wasn't as if I could see much. My long, glossy black hair had long since unraveled from its braid and was now hanging dull and tangled in front of my face. No one cared to brush it back and, of course, my hands were tightly confined behind my back causing my slender form to twist painfully to try and ease the ache between my shoulder blades.

"Name?" I was able to peer through the mess that was my hair at some nurse who looked like she fell straight out of One Flew Over the Cuckoo's nest.

"Cinderella," I answered sarcastically my stormy grey eyes flashing brightly. Nurse Ratched merely pursed her lips together and raised an eyebrow at my escorts.

"Secresa Gustav, Age 19." The puppet men answered dutifully. "Suicidal ideation, paranoid delusions."

"That is a load of crap! There is nothing wrong with me other than no one has dropped a house on my step-mother!" I knew it was pointless to protest my sanity, but I was not going to go down without a fight. "I am not crazy!"

"Maybe not," my new warden said with a patronizing smile. "Then again, I really don't care."

(Your both good.)
I looked at my dinner. I wanted to sucked the blood out of that woman! But she believed me! She believed me! I looked down at my plate picking at some of it. I ate all the fruit and some salad. I gulped down my pill and water. I sat on my bed thinking. The pill calmed me down. "Janet if shes unstable I will kill you!" She heard Diana the rude nurse. "What a surprise." I laughed madly. Diana walked into my room with a white jacket. "DONT YOU DARE!" I flung myself at her biting into her arm like a tiger. Draining her blood. It was so bitter. But blood was blood. She pushed me off ran out and locked my door. Janet later passed by my room with a smile and a wink.

Fern heard the nurses yelling outside the door. and that scared her. she hid under the little bed and covered her ears. she tried to think of stuff to make the sound go away. "no,no,no,no,no!!" she was chanting that the entire time. then they stopped. she relaxed and came out from under the bed. she decided to play a game she often played with herself. she pretended she was back at home with her real family. mom and dad, she had a little sister named Katie , too. she just wished that was real. but, this was as close as she could get, pretend. during the game, she fell asleep on the floor. the hard, cold, dirty floor. that she wished she never had known.

I'm looking for someone in charge, and the few locked doors are not hard to open...I can hear the young French boy, Arthur, screaming and talking - to no one. Poor boy, I hope I can gain his trust. I'm sure if he can accept me as a mother-figure I can help him work through his fear pain. Fern is a puzzle; she looks like she could be pretty, but her matted hair and wild red eyes are frightening. I wonder if she is dangerous. Well I guess they ALL are SUPPOSED to be dangerous; but goodness, they are so young!

Scarlett is supposed to be a killer - who eats people! She looks it. But still, chained to a wall!? I will try to slip some tranquilizers into her meds - she takes so many, she'll never notice. It's for her own good; I'm going to sneak into her cell - I mean ROOM - and remove her shackle.

fern awoke, seeing she had slept on the floor. it was still night-time and almost everyone else was asleep, everyone but Fern and the night nurse. so fern decided to try and be quiet- not too quiet, the nurse's don't like silence, accept the night nurse. but Fern want's the nurse to know she's awake. so she decided to play a different game, she's a cat who want's owners, but nobody likes her. so she makes noise here and there but not enough to make anyone wake up, she hopes. after awhile the nurses trade shifts and Fern get's ready for Breakfast

((sorry, forgot about this rp))
Kay slowly opened the door and peeked outside for any nurse. Nope, none. She sneaked out of the room and walked down the hall to find the belongings that had been taken away from her just weeks before. They took the only piece of her mother and father she had left. Knife in her pocket (which she hid so well during inspection that it was never found), she watched for any movement. She touched the knife slowly. Today would be a good day.

Night nurse Crumplebottom here: I heard the Lovegood girl making little mewing noises toward morning, and wondered what she was doing (being a kitten? calling something so she could pounce?). As I checked out, I noticed a door open that was supposed to be locked: the locker for Bystrow was open - the little nutso has taken her things that we store. I told the other nurse, Janet, to watch out for her, and headed to my quarters for a shower and bed. Maybe later today I can get to know Janet, and see what "insider" info she can give me.

I looked around the darkened hall peeking threw my precious window. I walked towards my bed laying down. I looked up at the ceiling hearing the cursed shackle that kept me in here. I curled up in my blankets, the foot that had the shackle near my chest. I closed my eyes pretending to sleep, but trying to get this shackle off and sneek out. I don't want to be here any longer. I realized it was a lost cause and looked at my floor, a print of blood from Diana was left there, I got up and placed a finger in the blood, tasting it again, I savored the flavor. She was O+. Delicious.

Janet turned out the lights in B503 the unit for the criminally insane. I could hear Scarlett in her room, still acting crazy. 'Even though I lead Diana into a trap i'm not supposed to care, right?' Janet thought to herself as she made her way to the medical room for B503. She locked up all the cabinets, each had a different name on them, Scarlett's full of medicine. Janet unlocked Dave Tomas' cabinet taking out all the medicine pills, and syrups. She placed them in some of the other patients cabinets, they would need it now too. She had nicer things in her room. Saying that all the patients had was a small bed, with a blanket and a pillow. Maybe a table with papers and crayons. Pencils were not allowed, they were 'dangerous'. She changed into her PJ's and went to lay down on her bed. She rested her head on the pillow and quickly fell asleep, not wanting to know what could happen tomorrow.

it was breakfast time and Fern knew it. she could hear the footsteps in the hall, stopping and giving food to the other Patients. finnaly , the nurse got to her door. she gave Fern her food and with out a single word she was at the next room. but Fern didn't mind, the nurses were very busy. so she examined the plate. applesauce, oranges, some eggs and a piece of bread. Fern ate then began to play "kitty" again, wishing someone would play with her. but the other patients couldn't come out of their cells and the nurses were too busy. so all day, she played games all by herself accept when lunch and dinner were server. then it was bed time, and she settled into bed.

I snuck tranquilizers to Scarlett, but I guess she has gotten used to drugs like that because every time I peeked in to see if she was out, she was pacing around or lying on her cot. I noticed blood around her shackle, but no way was I going to try to remove it with her conscious!
Janet and I keep missing each other - I still want to talk to her.
This morning as I did a last cell-check I heard poor little Fern making cat noises again. I stopped by her door and (not wanting to startle her) whispered: "Kitty, kitty. There's a nice kitty". I miss my own cat, she used to sleep at the foot of my bed. Maybe if I put a collar on Fern I could make HER curl up on my bed and purr! Or, did I say that out loud? Good thing no one heard me...

I got up waiting for one of the nurses to bring me breakfast, was it going to be Janet? Or the new girl? I sat down on my bed hunger taking over anger. Then I kept thinking about my first day here, Janet was not one to think I was crazy, because I wasn't. For gods sake I should be in jail then an asylum! I'm not crazy! I'm I? "JANET! JANET! JANET!?!" I yelled getting fussy. I fixed my hair and curled my knees up to my chest rocking slowly back and fourth. I looked at the patch of dried blood, no one wanted to clean that up. The only person I wouldn't kill is Janet, I let her clean the bed and maybe wash the floor if blood gets spilled, she drops off my food and once in a while a 'snack'. I crawled to the corner of my bed waiting. I could only be tamed by someone who knew what they were doing.

"Just a minute!" Janet unlocked Scarlett's cabinet getting her meds placing them next to her glass of water. She grabbed some fresh peaches and a normal salad. She began walking to B503 turning on the hall lights. She walked down to Scarlett's room unlocking her door. She walked in and placed the tray on her side table. "There are a few more pills for what happened yesterday, you will be knocked out for the rest of the day and won't wake up until tomorrow. The doctors are naming you as 'Hostile' and if anything like that happens again you will be knocked out again." Janet closed the door locking it, she grabbed a cloth placing it over her barred window. It assured pure solitude. Janet pushed the cart towards the other patients making sure they had there food and meds. As soon as she finished her daily job for the B503 patients she walked out locking the door to the hall. She left the key on a little hanger, that had labels for each patient's room. She pushed the tray back to the kitchen to get more food for other less hostile patients, of course she didn't know all there names but she worked in two halls, B503 and R339.

Janet finished treating to the other patients and made her way to get coffee in the nurse's/Doctor's lounge. She sat down at one of the nice couches that was in the room silently sipping her coffee.