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Asylum; So Tell Me, Can You Cheat Death?
Topic Started: June 29, 2012, 2:21 am (495 Views)
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October 31, 1960

The ball had started off well. The patients of Hallow Mill Insane Asylum were all dressed for the rare occasion, women in gorgeous gowns, and men in nice, formal suits that were hand tailored by the local seamstress. A masquerade mask made up the remaining of the costume. However, none of the inhabitants of the Asylum in Blackwater, Missouri were aware of their soon to be miserable fates.

The walls and ceiling of the main hall turned ball room were decorated by heavy nets strung between each entry way. The slate floors on the far left and far right, were covered by layers of Persian carpets, pillows, blankets and other soft, delicate materials that were used for seating. The only uncovered surface was the center of the room, and the leading way from the entrances and exits.

Of course, you might be asking yourself 'Who would allow a bunch of crazies to be introduced into this somewhat little freedom of a dance world?' None other than our very own Doctor.

The night went on with quiet chatter, light music and little dancing. The precious Doctor retired a little before midnight to his room. And as the clock struck twelve, each being slowly fell to the ground. Patients, nurses, doctors, all who were in the hall let out their one last silent breath. And deep within the Asylum, the dear Doctor's laughter was heard echoing throughout the now, noiseless Hallow Mill Asylum.

The precious Doctor that had led the Asylum had been taken into custody the very next day, and was held accountable for the deaths of so many. After being forced to answer never-ending questions, the sheriff of the town decided to let the Doctor go, free of charges due to no one paying mind to any of the deaths that had occurred.

Later on that night, the Doctor was found in his office at the Asylum, hung, with his tongue cut out. People say it was a suicide, others say it was the ghosts of all the many occupants of the Asylum that had been killed. To this day, no one knows if the Doctor was guilty or innocent.



October 31, 2010


The year is now 2009, and the day marks the fiftieth anniversary of the Hallow Mill Asylum Massacre. All throughout the town, mysterious signs have been plastered to window shops, trees, phone posts, and some had littered the streets. No one except a select few can see these signs. When approaching the sign, the few that were able to read them, made out an invitation stating:

“Once upon a time,
People used to throw masks onto hide their faces from all who knew them.
However, can these masks hide you from that which dwells in the shadow,
who hold untold truths?

Today Marks the 50th anniversary.
Be at the abandoned Hallow Mill Asylum at exactly 11:45p.m. .
Welcome to the Masquerade.”


Those who saw this invitation had a choice. They could either go to the Masquerade, or ignore the invite.

The Ghosts are able to shove the selected few full of past memories from when they were alive, and in the Asylum. They are also able to possess them in a way to where the living relive part of the ghosts life, by acting out. Say for instance, the suicidal could force it's memories into one of the selected ones, and they would act out the memory by trying to kill themselves. And with the Cannibal, same applies, as it does to all of them.

Note: Cell phones do not work inside of the Asylum. All communication must be face to face.


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Updates

Patients
Alana Antoinette Arceli / Requiem
Cassandra Juliet Romira / Dancer
Cameron McKenna / Dream
Estella De Lorme / Judas


Selected Guests
Sisal Annalise / Requiem
Artemis James / ChaosDiscord
Victoria Mason / Dream
Sloan Baxter / Judas
Edited by Requiem, July 10, 2012, 5:51 am.
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Sisal Annalise

Twenty

Female

Selected
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Sisal Annalise


Personality: Outgoing. Spontaneous. Always in the mood to do the boldest of acts. Sis' loves the attention, especially when it is on her. Although, she hates to be called vain or conceited, she appreciates the looks she has been gifted with and adores being praised. She absolutely hates to be left in the dark about something, and will most usually be found trying to get everyone to love her, or checking her appearance in her compact mirror.

Back story: As a child, Sisal's parents always commented on the negatives, they only saw flaws in their child. They told her every day that she could always do better, be better. Her mother complained about how different they were, how Sisal wanted adventure, instead of a laid back life like she had. She soon learned that she was never any good enough for her parents, so she craved the reassurance, the acceptance from everyone else she came in contact with.
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Alana Antoinette Arceli

Nineteen

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Münchhausen by Proxy and Bi Polar
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Alana Antoinette Arceli




Personality: Masochistic. Alana has a way of manipulating certain situations to where the end result benefits her. She is a severely sick individual, literally. Something is always wrong with her. And if it isn't, she'll make it her purpose to have it be so. She can't fight back the urge anymore, to just cut open and explore then insides of a person. She likes to be in charge when it comes to playing 'doctor.'

Back story: Alana and her family never kept in one city to long. Her parents moved both her and her little brother all around the country, searching for questions as to what was wrong with their only daughter. As the years passed, their questions remained unanswered. All they ever got was “She is perfectly healthy.” Lana's parents soon came to terms that their daughter was simply faking it, that she had to be lying. She began to get short episodes of either deep depression or anger fits due from their lack of trust in her.

One night, when she was fifteen, her parents left her in charge of baby sitting her little brother. At the time, her brother was only nine years old. When her parents came home, four hours later, Angela and Dean Arceli walked into their living room, and found little 'ol Lana bent over her brothers limp body which lay on the ground; chest ripped to shreds, insides bearing. Alana looked up at her parents with a serrated slicer in hand, and smiled. “He coughed. He needed to be fixed, daddy.” She said before curling her lips with laughter. Alana had dragged the slicer down along his chest, the blade of the knife forcing open the little boys flesh, tearing it with ease. She had then torn back the flabs of skin with her hands, and with her digits stuffed inside of him and his screams slowly fading, something deep within Alana's mind clicked, and she was never the same.

Kyler David Arceli hadn't officially died until 8:56p.m. Five minutes after Mr. And Mrs. Arceli burst into the little local hospital in tears, boy in Mr. Arceli's arms and Alana slowly trailing behind. The Doctor that was subbing in and was on duty that night sat with Alana as Angela and Dean grieved over their son. The Doctor had asked her a few questions, why she had done it, and how. She told him what she had said to her parents when they walked in on her, enjoying her very own 'patient' session, “He coughed. He needed fixing.”

Authorities came and her parents left the medical center. Without her. The same Doctor that had talked with her, named off a 'Hospital for the ill,' just off of Hallow Mill Road in Blackwater, Missouri. The place she would be calling home for the rest of eternity.

Alana looks to the Doctor as a father figure. She was commonly found running through the halls screaming "Daddy, Daddy" In reference to the dear Doctor.

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I'm gonna reserve one of the selected, as well as the Erotomania/Narcissism victim.
i'm gonna work on their profile in a few min.

Victoria "Vic" Mason

Cameron "Cam" McKenna
Edited by Dream, June 29, 2012, 5:34 pm.
I'll whisper in your ear,
You are mine, and you will never have to be alone.
And when I pull you near,
You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone.
So let me be the one to lift you up,
I'll carry you home.
'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe,
And to catch you when you fall.
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I'm going to go ahead and throw up a selected CS, but I'm gonna try to find my old one, regardless of whether I find it or not the CS will be selected

If that is ok with you of course.
To those who move downrange to the future. Good luck and Damn Few.
~Guardian
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Of course, Dream! Both are reserved, can't wait to see what you come up with, especially for your victim!

Aubrey, I PM'd you your old CS. ;3.

Update:


Reserved:

  • Selected Position 2 by ChaosDiscord - 6/28
  • Erotomania/Narcissism by Dream - 6/28
  • Selected Position 3 by Dream - 6/28


Taken

  • Münchhausen by Proxy/Bi Polar by Requiem
  • Selected Position 1 by Requiem


Note - NPC's have been added to the Characters list within the spoiler and I've also re-organized a few things. I will provide a spoiler with all updates that I post like this, in the beginning post, that a way everyone can stay up to date and not miss anything. I strive to keep organization, as well as keeping all members within a game of mine completely aware of what is going on. We don't want anyone to get left behind, ever. Again I say, if there are any question or comments, please feel free to voice them here. If there happens to be any concerns, please PM me and hopefully we can resolve them. ^_^
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And they're done. XD
I'll whisper in your ear,
You are mine, and you will never have to be alone.
And when I pull you near,
You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone.
So let me be the one to lift you up,
I'll carry you home.
'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe,
And to catch you when you fall.
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Artemis James



omnom
Edited by ChaosDiscord, June 30, 2012, 8:51 am.
To those who move downrange to the future. Good luck and Damn Few.
~Guardian
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Name: Cassandra Juliet Romira (Cassie)

Age:18

Gender: Female

Appearance:

Personality: She is quiet, shy and obedient. She always tries to help people when they need it, but gets scared and runs away if anybody gets mad at her. She has a tendency to be just around the corner, listening in on conversations. She doesn't like it when people see her, because she is so shy. She has a tendency to help people out, even if they have no idea where that help came from. She is rather like a mouse. She acts like a small child sometimes, always thinking that everyone else is bigger or better than her. She isn't sad, really, just lonely, even though she is too afraid to go out and make friends.

Back story: Cassie was born into a relatively wealthy family in the city. She didn't talk much, but always listened. She was always considered a rather strange child, and didn't come into much contact with the outside world. Her problems started when she was about seven years old. She never remembered what she was told to do, and would often be found aimlessly wandering the house. No matter how many times her parents told her things, they would just slip away. She had no memory of past events or the people she had met. The only one she has always remembered was her butler, Henry. She even forgot who her mother was at one point. Conversations with her were always a mess, because she would forget that she was talking in the middle of a sentence.
[tab]Her mother and father let this behavior pass until the age of twelve, thinking it was a phase that she would pass. It never did. Her brain was like a seive. They thought that bringing her out to meet some new people would help her. Far from it, once she got into a large crowd, she began to panic because she was afraid of all the people. She had her first panic attack. It was a bit like a small child throwing a tantrum, except her lungs siezed up and her muscles started spazming. Franticly, her parents rushed her to the hospital where a doctor tried to treat her, but she forgot what had happened and had another panic attack because she didn't understand why she was in a hospital.
[tab]At the advice of the doctor, her parents put her in the asylum for her own safety, because they couldn't handle her. She grew accustomed to her life there, although she never really remembered why she was there or who the people were. She kept to herself and never interacted with the other patients, but was always around listening to them, even if she forgot half of what they said a few minutes later. For a long time, she kept a journal of what happened, which did seem to help with her memory problems a bit, since she could always go back and read about it later. She forgot about her life at her house, and grew accustomed to keeping tabs on the other patients, spying on them and writing down what went on.

Victim/Selected: Victim

If Victim List which two Disorders: Anterograde Amnesia/Panic Disorder:

omnom
Some of the greater things in life are unseen, thats why we close our eyes when we kiss, cry or dream
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Alright, now that I have power once again, here we go:

Victoria "Vic" Mason and Cameron "Cam" McKenna


Artemis James


Cassandra Juliet Romira




Update:


Reserved:

  • Erotomania/Narcissism by Dream - 6/28
  • Selected Position 3 by Dream - 6/28


Taken

  • Münchhausen by Proxy/Bi Polar by Requiem
  • Selected Position 1 by Requiem
  • Selected Position 2 by ChaosDiscord
  • Anterograde Amnesia/Panic Disorder by Dancer


Note - Both Artemis and Cassandra have been added to the list. Glad to have you aboard!



Edited by Requiem, July 2, 2012, 3:15 am.
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i pmed you back...soooo....
I'll whisper in your ear,
You are mine, and you will never have to be alone.
And when I pull you near,
You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone.
So let me be the one to lift you up,
I'll carry you home.
'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe,
And to catch you when you fall.
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I'm working on a character, a selected for now :) <3
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In the most biblical sense, I am beyond repentance, fame hooker, prostitute, wench...vomits her mind.
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Yessss! If you want, I have both of your old characters saved somewhere, when I get home I can send them to you bby. You just made my day!
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That would be so fantastic, yes please, pretty lady! :)
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Cameron McKenna and Victoria Mason


And I sent the sheets to you, Jennbear. <3
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Ermahgerd, Was I in this rp ages ago?
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Sloan Baxter
eighteen

The lady herself


Sloan is content being part of the scenery. A shy, cautious girl, she doesn't go out of her way to make friends, or even connect with people. Usually reading or sketching, she keeps to herself locked away in her room. She doesn't trust others, and suspects it's mutual.

The only child of a CPA and middle school teacher, Sloan's life is about as exciting as a store brand cereal box. She's never joined any clubs in school, never attended a dance, and never went on a date. Due to a recent documentary on the history channel about serial killers and their behavioral patterns, Sloan's mother, Victoria, has made it her personal mission to change the girl's habits. She is completely convinced the young brunette is on the long road to a basement full of rotting corpses. When the invitation arrived, Vicki insisted Sloan attend.. guilting the girl into reluctant acceptance.

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Estella De Lorme

Your friendly neighborhood cannibal and sadomasocist

At her death, she was 24

Female

The devil is envious


A rather devious, coy girl.. Stella is very seductive. She has always been a very sexual being who enjoyed luring men and punishing them with various items, whether they enjoyed it or not was of little consequence to her. In her mind, it's all about her own gratification. She loves to hurt herself for the sensations and the rush she gets from her own pain, it's nearly as euphoric as tormenting others.

Estella De Lorme was the child of Gilberte De Lorme, originally from Cravirola, France.. the De Lorme family immigrated to the states in the late 1800s. As the family grew, some members moved westward, eventually Gilberte's parents settled on a small farm in Missouri. There he met the love of his life, Adelaide, they married and had a few children.

While life on the farm was nice and quiet, the family bonded, growing and working together.. all that is, except the oldest girl Estella, or Stelly as the other children called her at school. From an early age, Stelly didn't quite fit in with the other girls, she often wore thick make-up and revealing clothing, she thrived on the attentions of the boys at the small school the girl attended. She would occasionally convince the boys to do things they shouldn't in exchange for a look up her skirt, much to her family's embarrassment. Perfectly satisfied living by her own terms at a young age, most of the adults and children in the town alienated her.

When the animals on the family farm started to go missing for days, and come back with strange markings and wounds, the family had no idea what was causing it. Rumors spread that a cult had moved into the town, and was tormenting the De Lormes, possibly because of the girl, maybe simply because they were poor farmers with no means for defense. Late one night, a storm brewed up and Mr. De Lorme went out to make sure the barn was secure. Upon opening the door, he found his eldest child elbow deep in blood and a squealing piglet, bloody and battered, held under the girl's fist as she meticulously cut it's small form with a dinner knife.

Not long after this, Stell left her home and headed out for the big city. While there, she worked awhile at a doctor's office. The kind old man was patient with the young beauty, who lied about her age and credentials to gain employment. He didn't get angry when she had trouble finding veins and had to poke one's arm repeatedly. He didn't yell when she accidentally hurt people as she gave them a check over before he saw them. He didn't even point the finger when supplies started disappearing. Scalpels, needles, pills, why would such a pretty young thing need these?

Working with the good doctor, Estella learned quite a bit of medicine, she always volunteered to help if he had to preform a procedure on a patient, no matter how graphic the operations might be. She was always calm and collected with him, even though he began to notice she got a little.. excited when he cut into someone. After a few years, the doctor died under strange circumstances and with no job to support her, Stell made her way home. Back in Missouri, she worked for her family's farm again, mostly cleaning and doing house chores.

When she turned twenty-one, the family threw her a lovely party. Most of the town had shown up, and there were presents, and dancing and cake. In her best dress, Stella looked like a beauty queen, her hair was fixed nicely, long raven locks flowed down her back, past the waist of her lovely birthday dress. When it was noticed that she had vanished, the party goers set out to find her. After an hour or so with no luck, they gave up. As the guests parted ways, they noticed one of the boys from town had disappeared as well, Bobby Johnston. Confident that the pair were off at Lover's Lane or someplace equally juvenile, they all left. Later on, as the De Lorne's were getting ready for bed, they heard a strange noise in the pantry. When Mrs. De Lorme opened the door, she screamed at the horrific scene before her. Their beautiful daughter sat in her birthday dress, covered in blood. The boy was on the floor beside a large carving knife, in a pool of his blood. Estella De Lorme rocked back and forth, mumbling about wanting to taste his insides. She was oblivious to anyone else, as she sat on the ground, chewing on the boy's intestine.

The judge sentenced her to life in Hallow Mill Insane Asylum, in the fall of 1957. In the time spent there, she had been in quite a bit of trouble. She seduced guards to get what she wanted, and seduced crazier patients to satisfy her blood lust. She loved the suicidal wing of the Insanitarium, those delicious little weaklings loved pain and she always coaxed them into letting her share the fun. Yes, Estella loved her life here, locked away, able to get her fill of pain. That was, until the night of the party..

omnom, baby.
Edited by Judas, July 5, 2012, 1:17 am.
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YAYY!! XD
I'll whisper in your ear,
You are mine, and you will never have to be alone.
And when I pull you near,
You'll know I love you like I never loved anyone.
So let me be the one to lift you up,
I'll carry you home.
'Cause now I'm here to keep you safe,
And to catch you when you fall.
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Sloan Baxter and Estella De Lorme


Update

I will be posting the IC on Sunday, my day off of work. Hopefully by then, there are a few more positions taken, but if not, the show must go on!

As far as what is taken, open and reserved, it is as follows:



Taken:

  • Münchhausen by Proxy/Bi Polar by Requiem
  • Selected Position 1 by Requiem
  • Selected Position 2 by ChaosDiscord
  • Anterograde Amnesia/Panic Disorder by Dancer
  • Erotomania/Narcissism by Dream
  • Selected Position 3 by Dream
  • Cannibalism/Sadomasochism by Judas
  • Selected position 4 by Judas


    Open:
    Victims with:

    • Hallucination/Paranoia
    • Multiple Personality/Schizophrenia
    • Historical Personality Disorder/Suicidal
    • Narcissistic Personality Disorder/OCPD
    • Bulimia Nervosa/Impulse Control Disorder
    • Somatoform/Separation Anxiety
    • Folie Imposée/Autophagia

    and..

  • Selected Position 5


As of now, there are no reserved positions.


P.S. - Jengal, I don't think you were, but I could be mistaken. D:
Edited by Requiem, July 6, 2012, 5:57 am.
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I love you too Baby! :D
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Update;

The In Character thread has been posted. As of right now, only those with Selected characters are to be posting. Once they've all posted, and have been moved into the Asylum, I will post shortly after for Alana and that will cue the victims beginning posts!

We are currently still accepting and if anyone at any point in time wishes to join, I will find a way up to plunge them into the story.

Also, if at any point in time anyone involved currently has either become too busy or tired of partaking within this game, please do not hesitate to send me a PM letting me know. I'll find a way to off the character somehow.

LET'S. GET. POSTIN'! :D

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I'm not sure what I should post.. If I even should post. Meh, I'll think of something
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This roleplay is closed due to inactivity or by request of the Game Master. Please contact one of the Roleplaying Moderators to have it reinstated.

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