Realistic or Modern Asylum

[kira blackthorn]

Crimson pouted not seeing the difference. He liked art but none compared to the crimson liquid that was their life force. Shrugging it off he saw the show was almost over and left. There was no reason to stay if he would only be bored.

 

[Allina Auburn]

Poppy sneaked out of the nurses office and down the hall she was shaking and burning up but it would go away it always went away. She had actually liked the nurses office it reminded her of being cared for but she didn't want to hurt anyone and she could feel her changing coming she was excited that she would stop being an ugly monster and would be happy again but she hated the changing it made her vomit and faint. She saw crimson come out of the library and whimpered she curled into a small ball and hoped the monster wouldn't see her she didn't have any defence and she was weak very very weak. Her heat beats grew faster and faster silently begging crimson to make sure B didn't see her

 

[kira blackthorn]

Crimson hummed as he skipped out of the library B's familiar cackle echoing in his head. B wanted to come out and play but first Crimson had to find the perfect victim for him. After all B wanted to have fun not just killing any plain old weakling. Crimson heard a faint whimper and curious tried to find the source. A smile full of blood lust crossed his face as he spotted Poppys curled up form. 'Perfect,' He thought letting B take over.


A demented cackle soon filled the hall.

 

[Allina Auburn]

Poppy stopped shaking and rose trying to escape but the changing was starting and she lost all sense of direction and space she tried to walk but found herself falling at B's feet poppy started to shout "Get away from me, I don't want to hurt you," she tried to get up but her body wouldn't respond and she just lay their like a defenceless wounded animal. Then the changing came she started to scream and shout her head turned and she vomited and vomited until she felt sick then even though she begged herself not to she collapsed in a cold sleep hopefully B wouldn't take her anywhere

 

[kira blackthorn]

B peered down at his victim with a twisted smile. Strange usually they run from him not to him. Releasing another cackle at the thought he reached down grabbed her by the hair and began walking back to his room. He didn't want the guards to interfere before he had any fun now did he. Crimson giggled from deep within his mind.

 

[Allina Auburn]

Poppy woke up tied down to a bed she had no Idea where she was or who the looming figure above her "Excuse me just wondering, where am I," she asked an inquisitive expression on her face. She had changed and she has no idea what had just happened she was high but not on drugs on endorphins. She started to burst into laughter as she saw flecks of blood near her stomach it was just funny.

 

[kira blackthorn]

B cackled along with his victim but not for the same reason. he was busy imagining what he was going to do to her. Grinning he leaned down and forced her to meet his gaze. "Hello pretty Im 'B. Ill be your torturer for the evening."

 

[Allina Auburn]

As soon as she heard the word torture her smile dropped into a look of absolute terror "Please,Please let me go," she pleaded. She tugged at her restraints but they were too tight she tried to scream but she couldn't.

 

[kira blackthorn]

"No can do pretty." B cackled throwing his head back. Crimson giggled along side his protector finding the girls struggles amusing."Because you see Ive 'been cooped up for so long all I want to do is play. I do believe you will make a wonderful playmate."

 

[Allina Auburn]

Poppy stared at crimsons ugly dark eyes and shivered prickles running down her back. She started to shake violently tears started to form in her eyes and they started to water one single tear running from her eyes to her chest dripping cool liquid on her pale burning skin. She shook her head at crimson "I don't want to play, I'm not your doll," she whispered her voice hoarse

 

[kira blackthorn]

"Thats what they all say dear." He grinned."But eventually they all learn their place." Cackling he brought out the pen he had stolen from one of the guards and swung it toward her arm. He loved the feel of freshly spilled blood splattering across his face.

 

[Allina Auburn]

Poppy tried to jerk her arm away her face full of terror as the pen dug into her arm her body's reflex tried to kick in and move but her limbs were tied up to tight she tried to scream but there was a gag on her "Why are you doing this?," she asked muffled by the gag a flood of tears ran down her face as blood started to run down her arm trickling it was warm and sticky and distugusting

 

[kira blackthorn]

"Simple my sweet." He brought the pen down again."I want to have some fun."


'' I should let you out more often B." Crimson giggled madly.

 

[Allina Auburn]

Poppy had, had enough she hated it but she needed to do it she closed her eyes and winced at the pain her mind started to strange and her body became more sure of itself she thrashed snarling and snapping out she slid one arm out of her restraints and undid the others. Her body lunged at crimson and pushed him against a wall she heard the small crack of a bone "I am not A doll," she said fiercely before her body crumpled once again leaving her weak and helpless at the monsters mercy

 

[kira blackthorn]

B merely laughed at the pain. He didnt mind it enjoyed it even. Reaching down he grabbed her hair and worked on tying her back up even tighter than before. This time there would be no escape.

 

[Allina Auburn]

She woke up her breathing had nearly stopped and she was panting she saw the pen and knew what she had to do she had read all of the prisoners files and knew how to separate B from Crimson. "Crimson, remember Rose well I know a secret B went inside your fathers head and told him to do that just like B is telling you to hurt me," she said trying to look past B and into Crimsons human eyes

 

[kira blackthorn]

"That's not true." B snarled growing angry at the girl. He had nothing to do with what happened to Rose. In fact he hadn't even been created until after Rose died. "B i'm tired of this game can we please end it already." Crimson was sober now as he thought of Rose. His sweet pure sister.


"Alright pet." B snarled bringing the pen down one last time.

 

[Allina Auburn]

Poppy screamed silently and then composed herself "Thankyou Crimson your really are a nice person when that bitch isn't controlling you, please untie me," she asked planning on going straight to the front office because B needed to die.

 

[kira blackthorn]

Crimson glared down at the girl who had tried to get him to turn on B. B snarled in his head wishing he had killed her himself instead of letting Crimson take over. Picking up the pen he carefully moved it over her neck ignoring her words. Even children had to play sometimes after all. Grinning as he found the spot he was looking for he met Poppys eyes as he brought the pen down and said one word."Forget."


What would be the use in killing her when it would be so much more fun torturing her everyday until her mind turned into mush.

 

[Allina Auburn]

Poppy woke up in her bed strange scars covered her body she got up feeling nauseous and heard the dinner bell she stumbled down the hall her feet doing a weird waltz when she got to the dining room she grabbed her food and sat down at the dining table her head thumping

 

[kira blackthorn]

Crimson was still in a sober mood when the dinner bell rang so silently got his food and sat down. He didn't like being reminded of Rose.

 

[yistae]

Sweeney blinked when a bell rang, looking around confused. It must have been a while, and he was in a different hall than before. Hopefully Matthew hadn't done something stupid. He heard a snicker and glanced to the side, frowning when he saw his "other self" standing against the wall. 'The joys of being a schizophrenic and having multiple personalities,' Sweeney thought wryly, wondering why Matthew had decided to manifest into the real world. It wasn't that he didn't mind the company at times, it was just annoying because Matthew would make a game of being both inside his head and out.


"Don't be so stressed. Out hair will turn grey," the hallucination commented, hair turning grey as he spoke. That was another thing that kind of annoyed Sweeney, how Matthew would refer to himself and Sweeney as a single person.


"I'm fine," Sweeney mumbled back, then followed some people to a cafeteria. He paused inside the door, not remembering when he last ate something but shrugging and getting himself a plate. There were a lot of tables open, and he sat down at one towards the back, eating by himself if he excluded Matthew.

 

[jinkx]

Phoebe crossed her arms over her chest as she walked. It didn't help hide the splatter of blood on her abdomen in any way. But it was the best she could do. She walked to the cafeteria slowly, a little dizzy from blood loss. But she was used to that. Humming quietly to herself, she entered the cafeteria, grabbed a plate of food and looked around for a table. She couldn't find an empty one so she sat next to that weird kid that had beat up Quentin.


"I dislike you intently; not because you hurt Quentin but because you were uncreative whilst doing it." she stated simply, poking at her food. She wasn't hungry.

 

[yistae]

Sweeney looked up as a girl sat down and tilted his head in confusion. Who was she talking about? "I didn't hurt anyone-" He stopped midway through the word as he remembered Matthew taking over when the kid yelled at him. "That wasn't really me hurting him," he tried to explain, looking down at the "food" he'd been given. Glancing over at the girl, he noticed the blood on her shirt and how she was swaying a little. "Apple juice." He didn't even know he said it until it was already out, and he fought back a blush. "It will help."

 

[jinkx]

"Let me guess; you're one of those split personality freaks?" Phoebe guessed, "I hate you people. You only invented your split personalities so that you wouldn't get blamed for anything. It's all in your messed up little head. You're just like a kindergartener with your stupid imaginary friends." She scowled. Stupid split personality freaks annoyed the hell out of her. Why couldn't they just get a grip on themselves?


"Hm?" she said, glancing down at her shirt upon hearing his second statement, "I'm okay. It's just a little blood. Beautiful, isn't it?"