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 Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:51 pm
 They're coming to take me away,
They're coming to take me away
To the Funny Farm
Where life is beautiful all the time…
Funny Farm: a mental hospital for extreme cases of various instabilities. It's a place for patients who are at risk of harming themselves or others. But it seems that the patients aren't the only ones who are insane.
Nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning; pull the trigger.
The top doctor, the owner and operator of this mad house, isn't sane themselves. Many of the other doctors are falling victim to the touch of insanity that is tugging at their minds, egged on by the influence of the patients over extended time.
You should have known the price of evil…
And it hurts to know that you belong here.
There's been an increase in patients- and an increase in problems with the patients- lately, so the director of the asylum has been accepting all of the job applications that come in, as well as fishing among the people turned down by mainstream, every-day hospitals. These people are in for a shock, though, as they will quickly realize that nothing is as it seems and everyone here is mad to some extent. And once you're in… there's no getting out.
So what will it be? Are you a new employee, about to become disillusioned? Are you a doctor who's been here awhile, who should be locked up yourself? Or are you a patient with all hope of normalcy gone?
I'll be happy to see
Those nice young men
In their clean white coats
And they're coming to take me away…!
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:52 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxR U L E Sxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● Follow Gaia's TOS, and all the guild rules.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● No Mary-Sues. Or Gary-Stus. Please. They are annoying. =A=;;
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● No god-modding or auto-hitting. This is also annoying, and very unfair to other roleplayers.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● Try and keep violence, language, romance, and everything else PG-13-ish.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● Be active. If you're going to be gone for a while, please tell me.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● Highlight this post, then reread this rule. Name the character profile pms "Not the sharpest knife in the crayon box...".
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● You can have as many characters as you want, but please keep up with them. Also, for every two patients you have, you're next character has to be xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxa doctor/assistant doctor/nurse/etc. And vice-versa. I don't want an asylum with fifty doctors and only one patient.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● Try and be at least semi-lit please. I don't want one-liners. That doesn't mean I want novel posts though. They take forever to read, and I don't want xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxto spend an hour reading and trying to reply to one. They also make me feel inferior. ;A;
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● No txt tlk. Just... no. Try to have good grammar and spelling please.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● Try to keep OOC chat in the OOC thread. If you need to post OOC in the IC thread for some reason, please put it in ( ), [ ], { }, or something else xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxso that we know you're speaking out of character.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● No arguing amongst each other please.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● I am the boss-woman here. What I say goes.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ● I may end up adding rules later on, so check here every once in a while.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 2:54 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxS E T T I N GxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe year is 20XX.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThe Funny Farm Insane Asylum is located in the middle of a forest, far enough away from any sane human civilization. The asylum itself is a large old building, many stories high. Almost all the windows have bars on them, to keep the patients inside. There are many small rooms with a single bed for the patients, and usually a single window (though it's barred). The doors are sometimes locked to prevent the patient from leaving the room, especially at night.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxHowever, when the patients are at their very worst, they are sent to a white, padded room. Since there are many unstable patients, there are many of these rooms.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThere are recreational areas as well, though patients must be monitored most of the time in these locations. In the center of the asylum is a courtyard in the shape of a rectangle, with only one door leading to it. There are a few trees, benches and tables, and a little pond and fountain. However, usually only the staff go there, unless they are with a patient in a fairly stable condition for the time. Inside, there is an area used for therapeutic exercises, to keep the patients in decent physical shape. There is also a visiting area, a room near the front offices, for patients to see any visitors in a strictly monitored environment. High-risk patients can see visitors in a smaller room off of this one, with a barred area in the middle to keep visitors safe.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxAn apartment building is located near the asylum, for the staff workers to live in while off duty.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 3:03 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxSins like S K E L E T O N S are so very hard to hidexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxStaffxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx● There's just one little thing I'd like to ask of whoever wants to be boss-man of the asylum... Could you not make him/her completely sane? Please? I figured the head honcho of the place wouldn't let crazies be part of the staff...[size=9][b]“Heyhey, doc. What's your name?”[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][u]Fullname. First and last at least, please.[/u]
[b]"Haha, that's a weird name~ Can I call you--"[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][u]Got any nicknames?[/u]
[b]“I can? Really? Yaaaay~ How old are you, doc?”[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][u]Age.[/u]
[b]“Haha, you're oollllddd~ Hey, doc? Are you a boy or a girl? I can't see all to well behind this glass window.”[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][u][i]Male or female. Pick one.[/u]
[b]"I can't see what you look like either, doc~ Are you pretty or ugly?"[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][img]malformed url[/img]
[b]“Really? Haha~ Tell me a bit about yourself, doc~ What was your life like [i]before[/i] you came to work at this hellhole?”[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][u]A brief bio, a paragraph or two please. Don't write a book, but cover enough so we know where your character is coming from.[/u]
[b]“Hey, are you even a doctor, doc?”[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][u]Doctor/Assistant Doctor/Nurse/Etc.[/u]
[b]“Haha, you're funny, doc. I like you. What do [i]you[/i] like doc?”[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color] Please list at least three.
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color]● [u][/u]
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[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color]● [u][/u]
[b]“Is that so~? Well, what do you hate? Not [i]me[/i] I hope, haha~”[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color] Please list at least three.
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color]● [u][/u]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color]● [u][/u]
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[b]“Hah. You're weird~ Are you sure you're completely sane, doc?”[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][u]Well, are you?[/u]
[b]“Hm... Well, I just got one more question for you, doc~
...Do you hear voices inside your head too?”[/b]
[color=white]xxxxxxxxxx[/color][u]Username![/u][/size]
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxPatientsxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx[imgright]malformed url[/imgright]
[size=9][b]P A T I E N T :[/b] [u] Fullname. First and last at least, please/ [/u]
[b]A L I A S :[/b] [u] Got any nicknames? [/u]
[b]A G E :[/b] [u] Self-explanatory. [/u]
[b]S E X :[/b][u] Are you a male or female? Please, don't put "yes" or "no". [/u]
[b]D I S O R D E R :[/b] [u] What's the problem? Obviously something's up, or they wouldn't be here. [/u]
[b]C A U S E O F C O M M I T M E N T :[/b] [u]What event triggered your character to be institutionalized?[/u]
[b]H I S T O R Y :[/b] [u] A brief bio, a paragraph or two please. Don't write a book, but cover enough so we know where your character is coming from. [/u]
[b]I N T E R E S T S :[/b] Please list at least three.
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[b]E M E R G E N C Y C O N T A C T :[/b] [u]Username![/u][/size]
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 3:05 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxL I N K SxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxProfilesxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxOOC
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 3:06 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxW H I T E x L I S TxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNone yet.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 3:07 pm
 B L A C K x L I S Txxxxxxxxxxxx
None. Let's keep it that way.xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 7:38 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxA N N O U N C E M E N T Sxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx● 01/17/2011 The roleplay was opened~
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 7:42 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxxR E S E R V E D
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxIn case I forgot something. Which I probably did.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 7:44 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxO P E N !!
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxYaaaaay!
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2011 7:49 pm
 xxxxxxxxxxxI'm the D O C T O R!Ounce for ounce
Blood for blood
You get a taste
And it's never enough
Pound for pound
Eye for an eye
You get the thirst
And it never runs dry
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This sucked!
Blythe Addams frowned to himself as he struggled with his straitjacket. He was hungry, and those stupid doctors hadn't brought him any food yet! And it was waaaay past lunchtime. He was sure of it. His stomach growled again and the black-haired teenager let out a low whine. Blythe continued struggling and fidgeting in his jacket, to no avail. He was starting to get rather upset now. And his legs were starting to look really appetizing... Maybe just one bite?
The door was suddenly thrown open, making Blythe jump, and accidentally slip off his bed. The fifteen-year old let out a yelp as he hit the ground. "Blythe, it's me Hay‒" The person's words were slightly muffled, but Blythe was still able to recognize the voice. "BLYTHE!" The cannibal felt hands grab his shoulders and jerk him up into a sitting position. He found himself staring at his brother's partially obscured face.
"Why were you on the floor?" Hayden furrowed his brow. "You weren't trying to eat yourself were you?" Though it wasn't visible due to the medical mask covering his mouth, the fifteen-year old was frowning. "I thought you agreed you wouldn't try that again!"
"But, Haaaaay..." Blythe whined. "I'm hungryyyyyy. And those stupid idiots didn't bring me my food yet!" He heard his brother sigh.
"Still... Don't try to eat yourself, Blythe." Seeing his brother's pout, Hayden sighed again. "And don't worry... I'll get you something to eat." Blythe perked up at that, and Hayden, already knowing what was coming next, prepared himself.
"Can it be‒"
"No. No people, Blythe."
Blythe's grin melted back into a pout. "But whyyyyy?" Upon receiving a stern look from his brother, he sighed. "Fiiiiiiiine."
Hayden nodded. "Good." He helped his brother stand, before turning around and heading for the door. "I'll be back in a bit, alright?" He exited the room, leaving Blythe alone.
Still pouting, Blythe looked around the room, trying to think of something to do while he waited for Hayden to return with some food. Of course the room was practically bare, so there was nothing for him to do. His pout deepening, he turned back to the door to his room, wondering how long his brother would be. He perked up when he noticed...
Hayden hadn't shut the door all the way. Blythe immediately grinned and walked over to it. After nudging it open slightly with his foot, he slid out into the hallway. He looked around, his grin widening, before heading in a random direction.
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Piece by piece
Bite by bite
Relish the flavor
And swallow your plight
Inch by inch
Slice by slice
Dress your guest
And season with vice I'm the P A T I E N T!xxxxxxxxxxx 
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2011 11:39 am
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Keyrra Stone
╚══════════════╝ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xxxDespite the growls of her stomach, Keyrra wasn't hungry, or so she told herself. Her gaze loomed on the white walls across from her boredly, and she occasionally looked to the door. As usual, she wasn't in the mood to eat, and well, hopefully the doctors wouldn't force-feed her. She wasn't hungry, what was so bad about that? But her mind wouldn't stay on the thought of being fed for long, because now she was already thinking about the few other patients she'd seen. The cannibal one.. The one who had two personalities.. Or so the doctors said. What more was there? Keyrra of course shifted around in her straight jacket, giving a light sigh as she looked around the room, her eyes growing heavy from lack of sleep. But there was another thing she was refusing to do yet again, sleep.
This was a deal that she'd set with her mother, she wouldn't sleep until the woman came to visit her. It was a weird thing, Keyrra wanting her mother to come and visit her, but then again, what was normal about her? Her old doctors said she had one year of treatment year, but they were saying that she wasn't getting any better. "Lunch time has passed.." Keyrra noted, going off of the few things she'd noticed lately. Which was very few, considering her attention never stayed on anything for long.▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ I won't let this go..
Because it's true..
I'm nothing without you..
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2011 7:43 pm
Will tomorrow ever come? Will I make it through the night?
Will there ever be a place for the broken in the light?
Am I hurting? Am I sad? Should I stay, or should I go?
I've forgotten how to tell. Did I ever even know? ~Nephthys Hollidaye~
So I'm tired of all the pain, of the misery inside
And I wish that I could live feeling nothing but the night. ~
Nephthys stared off out the window, as he had been for the past twenty minutes. A bird circled over the building, over and over again in swooping circles, marking the asylum as a place of death. Almost as if breaking from a trance, he moved his gaze momentarily to the fountain in the courtyard, and then pulled himself away from the window and back to reality, in the hospital.
"Even the birds recognize this as a horrible place..." he murmured, turning his wheelchair away from the window. He looked down the halls with dark brown, almost black eyes, seeing if he could see anyone else in the halls. Things were really quiet, for this time of day.
The black haired patient sighed, blinking his shadow-rimmed eyes slowly. "… Perhaps I should go talk to someone…" Nephthys murmured to himself, placing his hands on the wheels of his wheelchair and beginning to head down the hallway. The doctors, well, rather that doctors assistant with the mask, Hayden was his name, had strapped him to the chair with belt-like straps that secured his legs to the chair, as well as one that rested just below his ribcage. It was a precaution they took to make sure he couldn't get out of it, and so he was allowed more freedom than many others around the halls. (Even if he had gotten out of the wheelchair, though, he wouldn't be able to walk far very fast at all.)
Nephthys paused partially down the hallway, reading the names of patients in this area. Someone to talk to… His eyes lingered on one name a little further down, Keyrra Stone. He hadn't really spent any time talking to her much yet, so he wheeled to her door. 'It might be locked, but I might as well try…' He reached up with a thin, pale hand and grasped the handle to the door.
.::OOC: Sparkles, if you want the door to be unlocked, you can just make the door open in your next post, but if you want it to be locked then just let Key hear the knob move if you want or something like that. ^.^; Its up to you, whatever you want.
And sorry for utter lateness. -hangs head in shame- ::.
~ If I make another move, if I take another step
Then it all would fall apart. There'd be nothing of me left
If I opened up my eyes there'd be no more going back
'Cause I'd throw it all away, and it all would fade to black
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 8:01 am
3 2 1 Reality's a x p l a g u e x we're the m e d i c a t i o n A new manipulation
Over-saturation
Take advantage of what you deny  ✘ ✘ ✖ ✘ ✘
Raine Kristiansen looked down the two branches of the hall, a slightly confused expression on his normally rather neutral face. 'This is so aggravating… Everything looks the same…!' he thought, slightly tightening his grip on the food cart he was supposed to be delivering to patients on hall… well, he had forgotten which hall, but it wasn't this one. Or at least, he didn’t think it was.
Taking a guess at which hall he should take, Raine headed off to the right. "If I only had a map… or something… I knew I should have written down which hall…" the redhead murmured to himself under his breath. As orderly as he usually was, he had a horrible sense of direction and not exactly a photographic memory, either. Then, he heard a sound, the sound of a door opening and someone walking away on the hall he had just been on.
He turned , considering for a moment going after whoever it was, but stopped as he realized that they were probably going the other way anyways. Before he turned back around and continued on, however, someone walked into the intersection of the hallways, looking around as if choosing a way to go. The person turned and began heading down the branch that Raine was on.
'Is that a patient? Yes… he's wearing a straitjacket, I think I've seen him once before…'"Um, hello? Do you need anything…?" Raine walked over towards Blythe, leaving the food cart stationary.
✘ Ashley ✘ Raine ✘ Kristiansen ✘ Say you love it
Say you hate it
Doesn't matter 'cause we're all the same One confession is such perfection
Your sweet repression can't hide who you really are
Don't pretend that you're better than this
Malevolence goes both ways
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Posted: Fri Jan 28, 2011 3:00 pm
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Keyrra Stone
╚══════════════╝ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xxxHere she was, starting to nod off as she heard it, the door knob twisting. Of course, her head jerked up, the white-haired girl expecting to see a doctor, or even one of the assistants. But as the door creaked, slowly opening, she was surprised to see someone in a wheelchair, the person seeming nervous. As if they'd been expecting something else to happen with opening the door. Again, she shifted in her straight jacket, looking at the male with blank eyes. Though, her face was as blank as her eyes were, the girl not even smiling.
Her eyes ran over Nephthys boredly as she assessed him, trying to figure out whether he was a doctor or not. "..Hi." She muttered, her voice low and monotonus. Of course, the girl was mildly curious, though, a low grumble from her stomach drew her attention from the male as she looked down, her eyes narrowing at her straight jacket. It was so restraining! Every little movement that involved her upper body seemed to be mechanical. Though, her movements were usually mechanical, even without the straight jacket. The girl had no self motivation, unless you counted her desire to stay awake.
By now, her eyes had bags under them, a result of her trying to stay awake. Occasionally she'd nod off, but when the doctors tried to step in, she'd go crazy on them, insisting that she had to stay up. Keyrra, being mommy's little girl didn't want to miss the day or moment that her mother would visit. But having no sleep for atleast a week, she was beginning to give up on the thought of even seeing her mother, so she had to deal with the best she could get, other inmates. ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ I won't let this go..
Because it's true..
I'm nothing without you..
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