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 Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 9:15 pm
Furrie Princess Nala "What is your name?" Misty asked and then noticed Him pulling his sleeves down as she shook his hand. "And do need a hand?" She added not able to fully hear what the griffin was saying. ((much better and by the way what is a fith floor person doing on the third floor?)) (Haha, I'm not sure... maybe he's allowed out to eat? And he's on his needed medication at the moment so he should be fine. Plus it wouldn't be much of an rp if he never got off the 5th floor.)
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 9:40 pm
(Umm your talking to someone who has already been commited to a mental place. happend after i broke a guys arm for grabing my backside. was given a choice jail or the loneybin. only because the guy new i had problems with even shakeing a guys hand. This is lovely my rpc is stuck on the thrid floor She can't go any lower even says so in the rpc.)
"Have a good day then!" Misty said trying not to laugh as the person ran off. "What a odd person!" She thought as she started to walk around again.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 10:05 pm
(Oh, I had a friend who was put in one of those.)
After setting foot on the second floor one of the guards patrolling the halls had stopped him, recognizing the new patient. He groaned, gazing out the small window longingly. Despite the bleak gray scenery, he'd much rather be outside then locked up in here.
While looking out the window he caught a glimpse of the back of a girls head. He stood on tip-toe, trying to get a better look, but was startled abruptly back on to flat feet by the guards booming voice that suddenly got through to him. "Wh-wha'?" Returns his attention to the mans solemn expression. An irritated flicker rising in his throat simply at the sight of his face. "What?"
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 10:13 pm
Misy walked out from the doorway. "I think he was about to tell you you shouldn't be on this floor any more then i should. I only came down to see what the yelling was about." Kana said not entering the second floor by any more then two feet.
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Little Broken Puppet Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 3:13 am
[If you guys were confused about the floor levels.. The patients can go to any floor they'd like(if allowed), as long as they go back to their floor at the end of the day, because they are always closely monitered.]]
Leslie sighed softly as she grasped the railing, becoming a bit dizy, this always happened right as her meds kicked in. She glanced to her right and saw Cynthia was gone, and she almost broke down in tears. They did this every day, took her little sister away from her again. Wasn't it bad she had already lost her once?
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 1:27 pm
((Would it be ok if i made a second rpc?))
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Little Broken Puppet Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 4:00 pm
((You can have as many as you want.))
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 6:57 pm
Griffin pushed forward, his own medication wearing off. He leapt down the stairs, following an invisible pathway to the girl. "Are you alright?" Stands before her, eyes darting from the guards back to Leslie.
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Little Broken Puppet Captain
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 7:14 pm
Leslie ungrasped the railing, startled by the sudden appearance of the boy. "Oh.. Um.. H-hi. I'm L-Leslie.. Yes I'm alright.. It's just the meds." she whispered very softly, managing a sweet smile, as she brushed a tear from her eye, and tucking a piece of her dark hair behind her ear, and looking up at him with her deep brown and amber mixed eyes. "Wow.. I like your hair.." she said, blushing lightly at her own compliment. Was she actually talking to someone other than Cynthia.. Was this boy really here..? Better yet, was he anything like her?
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 7:32 pm
"Oh, our medications have the opposite effects on us then." Smiles meekly at his dry comment. "Thank you, I like yours as well." He dropped his head to gaze absentmindedly at his scuffed up work boots, worried he could feel the strong medication wearing off. "Sometimes I really hate it. But other times I feel like it helps a little. Clears my mind." As he said this his mind fought silently against his now re-jumbling thoughts. Words and images scattering violently. He groaned.
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Posted: Tue Mar 01, 2011 7:42 pm
Leslie watched him, before looking down at her converse and shifting her feet. "T-thanks.." she whispered softly, biting her bottom lip. "Are you okay..?" sh asked quietly as she heard him groan, looking up briefly with her deep, sweet eyes, biting her lip harder as she tucked her arms behind her back.
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 3:06 pm
((Shame the post i made was ment for you! it was a response to this post.
After setting foot on the second floor one of the guards patrolling the halls had stopped him, recognizing the new patient. He groaned, gazing out the small window longingly. Despite the bleak gray scenery, he'd much rather be outside then locked up in here.
While looking out the window he caught a glimpse of the back of a girls head. He stood on tip-toe, trying to get a better look, but was startled abruptly back on to flat feet by the guards booming voice that suddenly got through to him. "Wh-wha'?" Returns his attention to the mans solemn expression. An irritated flicker rising in his throat simply at the sight of his face. "What?"))
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Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2011 6:55 pm
 Name: Max Age: 19 Gender: male Personality: coldhearted and quite unless he like a person Likes: almost nothing Dislikes: almost everything Floor: sixth Species: Human Eye Color: red Hair Color: Red Other: very smart History:He figured the world was in a sorry state and tryed to fix it in the process they say He went insane. Just as he was about to finsh his goal someone cought me off gaurd because of a mess up on one of people that worked with me. They had me brought here to insure He never got out and tryed again.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 10:01 am
Shivers, grabbing both elbows with the opposite hand, icy fingers trembling. "Yes... I should go back inside..." He glanced up at her with a new, empty, expression replacing his smile. Grimaces, quickly turning to push the door open a crack. Not sure where he should go. "By the way, how long have you been here?"
(Sorry, everything's been really jumbled for me the past few weeks. School work. /dies
He paused to think this through. "Well why not?" Flashes her a smirk-like grin before venturing down stairs.
I should be able to post more often now though. <3)
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Little Broken Puppet Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 10:36 am
Leslie shrugged softly, turning he back on him once more. "I'm new here.." she whispered softly, tucking a strand of her black hair behind her ear.
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