(I gtg. I probably won't be on for most of tomorrow and friday.)
The Asylum-Bridgeport mental facility (OPEN!!!!!!!) Please join
(Ookay!)
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Sorry I didn't participate, I had finals, and an unexpected event. I'm ready now tho, if anyone's here?
I'm here!
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Hey!
BTW my little spawn of the devil and Aahana are roomies if you want to roleplay?
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yes please!
Okay.
Annette stared at the ceiling, bored. She wanted to kill something. Possibly her roommate, but slowly breaking her roommate by verbal and psychological abuse would be more fun. Also, her fun would last a bit longer. (Yeah she's always this evil don't worry… actually you probably should worry but whatevers.)
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Aahana yanked themselves out of a nurses grasp with a cold glare as they were pushed into their room. "Don't touch me," they hissed, walking forward. (I'm not worried, lol)
"Please dont make this harder than it needs to be Aahana," Aahana ignored him, and then paused when they spotted a person sitting on the bed across from theirs.
"Who is this?"
"I'm the person who could kill you faster than you can blink." she said, still looking up at the ceiling.
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Aahana ignored her, looking up at their nurse. "Who. Is. This?"
"Please don't be difficult Aahana. We've had a re-" They interrupted him, not giving him a chance to explain.
"No." The nurse frowned, and placed a hand onto his walkie-talkie.
"Please don't make me put you into containment again Aahana, you know I don't like to do that."
"Such a pretty thing, it would be a shame to take it away." Annette said darkly.
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Aahana finally looked over at the gal laying on the bed. "Get out."
"But this is my room. Why would I leave?" she said, standing up and walking over to Aahana. "They've brought me a new toy, how exciting." she said, flashing a terrifying grin. You could hear malice and evil seeping out of her voice.
(Hello? Anyone here?)
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Aahana wasn't entertained, nor were they dealing with this bullshit. They crossed their arms and looked up at the girl. "Yeah, no. This isn't how it's going to go." They turned back to the nurse. "No."
"There's a shortage in rooms," the nurse quietly confessed, "we match based on condition. Violent with Violent. We can't have Annette in a room with someone who has one of the milder disorders. Like anorexia, or anxiety."
"Well I'm not fuckin' doing this," they hissed quietly, hands balling into fists. "You better fix your mistakes, or I will."
"Pretty thing, I like the pretty ones." she said, examining Aahana, like she was some sort of alien creature.
(Is anybody online?)
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As the nurse pulled the walkie-talkie to call for back up, Aahana yanked it from his grasp, and slammed it onto the ground. Stomping on it, and then yanking down on the nurses baby blue uniform shirt collar.
He yelped when he was pulled down to their level. "You're useless," they snapped, and then shoved them down. He scrambled to his feet and sprinted down the hall. They turned and faced what apparently was their new roommate. "Annette? I'm Aahana."
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(Sorry bb, I got caught up a movie)
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(Sorry bb, I got caught up a movie)
While still typing lol
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(You there?)
(You there?)
(Sorry! I fell asleep!)
(Is this still open? x)
Now onto hyperactivity, the symptoms of Juniper's medication were near wearing off. But for the moment, Juniper was content. Climbing through the vents, marking her pathway, spying on everyone. Not even Leon's smell could mess up this blissful task.
She peeked through a ventilation grate to see two of the nurses flirting. It was weird to see two grown women flirt, but kind of useful for later use, too. Moving on, while marking the grate on her map, Juniper heard Leon mumble something.
"What?"
"Wha?" He asked while looking at Juniper
"You mumbled something."
"No I didn't."
"Whatever." It probably wasn't important. It would be a waste of resources to pursue research further, so she ignored whatever he might've said. If he said it out loud, why didn't he want anyone to hear it? Because his mind was not under lock and key, he didn't know that was the safest place to hide his thoughts. No one can reach information that never makes it outside.
"Okay then." He said.