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Fantasy Cecilias Asylum for the Supernaturally Insane

Who would you prefer to be?

  • Doctor

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  • Both, I'd have two charecters

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A little glare emit from Rosa's chocolate brown eyes as he kneel towards her. "You're stepping on the glass, " she pointed out. The shards scatter across the cold, hard floor. Spreading from the window sill to the blood smeared flooring by the door. It was everywhere, even under her bottom. "You're going to make a mess when your feet get bloody and you trudge around...". A smirk slip onto her face for a split second in acknowledgement of her own joke. She knew he probably didn't care. There was already blood on the floor. She reached up with her good hand, allowing him to help her up.
 



Right after passing through the second group, Felix heard Steven's voice in his head. "Get out" was the answer Stevens received. The Chaplain had rather conservative views on what he did not understand. Mind reading, telepathy, they did not obey the laws of physics and therefore were out of his reach.


And yet, just for the sake of maintaining good relationship with the head doctor (Felix is a model worker after all), he turned around and quickly searched through the crowd of moderately dangerous newcomers. Supposedly moderately. From time to time, as espers' powers grew stronger, they needed to be 'promoted'. Such cases needed to be dealt with quickly, believed Felix.


He noticed that a couple of the patients were making a fuss somewhere in the middle of the line. As he was heading towards the spot, he tried to come up with a way to loosen up mental barriers through physics, and not to fry up any brains in the meantime. Nerve cells use electric currents right? Now what could be done...


For a second Felix thought he saw a girl getting lifted up... Powers? Is there a higher tier power user among the moderate group? He glanced at the girl. No it wasn't her. The other one. The one impudently sitting in a chair. Mr Damodar stopped in a meter of her.


"YOUR NAME." a loud, demanding yet monotonous voice, came out from the mouth of the menacing man.


 
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Doc hummed cheerfully, wandering to Cecilia's room. The patients seemed to be doing fine. He paused, his nostrils flaring at the scent of blood. Peaking in, he saw two of the patients surrounded by glass and blood. Throwing them a joival smile, he mrtnalyl strengthened the wards on that window and slipped away.


Peaking into Cecilila's room he cooed "Cecilia darling. They're here. Its time."


He nodded to a guard, instructing him to round up all of the patients that had wandered off to the foyer and followed Cecelia to have introductions.
 
Cecilia slipped away from Doc, staring at the girl lifting someone up. She slipped to her, staring at the bracelet she wore.


"I can get that off, you know." She whispered.


"They aren't very fun, we cant have fun with those on. Hovering her hand over it, she eyed her questioningly.


"For a price, of course." She smirked. "I just need someone to play with."


Doc jumped onto a table in the front of the room once everyone was seated in a circle. "Well, isn't this lovely? Everyones here and now I can make my speech! Oh, i love my speeches. First, are the rules. We need rules, even I have rules. These rules actually apply to the doctors as well, so don't feel wounded, darlings. First. No KILLING." He shrieked. "I don't give a damn if you torture each other, go nuts, but everyone needs to stay alive. Clear?" He hissed, his expression suddenly relaxing. "Good, good. Now, contrary to what I just said, don't torture each other. Or at least don't get caught, hmm? Good, good. Now! You will all be assigned a room. Due to to safety reasons, you will all have your own room, but be warned that you will be monitored at all times. You don't have the privilege of privacy. We will be calling each of you into my office for an assessment of your mental health and powers. I'm Doc Stevens in case you didn't know, but call me Doc, aren't we all friends here." He giggled, suddenly stopping. His eyes piercing the crowd, the room seemed to darken. "And do NOT use your powers against me because as of now? I own you and I can make you dissapear so fast your severed head will spin...now, have fun! Doctors, meet in my office to discuss schedules. (Sorry its so long, they usually won't be)
 
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Alex sat patiently through Dr. Stevens' speech, fumbling his thumbs in his laps as he attentively glared around the room to all the new members. Quietly, he stood up and made his way to the back of the room, brushing pass doctors and patients softly until he made it to the back exit, pushing the doors open and slipping out to the back of the building for a cigarette. He knew the speech, he knew the rules. It wasn't the first time he had heard it. Lighting up a cancer stick and inhaling the toxins, a shiver ran down his back. Winter was stepping on their heels with it's frost gently nipping at his finger tips. He'd soon give up smoking, only because he didn't like the cold so much. He snoffed off the cigarette in the bottom of his shoe and tossed the butt in a can, returning inside as Doc closed up his speech and made his way towards his office, pushing the door open gently. "A lot of new faces out there...", he mumbled as he sat himself down, folding his arms.
 
Doc paced his office, waiting for the new doctors. His plan was to have Felix monitor the patients, and Alex and him to host the interviews. Cordelia was first. Gesturing to the guards to bring her into his office, he sat down and waited. (@MorticiansDaughter you're up)
 
(DON'T KNOW WHERE EVERYONE IS, SO IF YOU STILL WISH TO BE A PART OF THIS, LIKE THIS POST. ANYONE WHO DOES NOT WILL HAVE THEIR CHARACTER GO OFFLINE(not exist) UNTIL YOU RETURN.)
 
[QUOTE="Dark Elfling](DON'T KNOW WHERE EVERYONE IS, SO IF YOU STILL WISH TO BE A PART OF THIS, LIKE THIS POST. ANYONE WHO DOES NOT WILL HAVE THEIR CHARACTER GO OFFLINE(not exist) UNTIL YOU RETURN.)

[/QUOTE]
(Sorry I will post later I have Homework to do right now.)
 
(That's fine, I hope you're feeling better. Take your time, I'll hold off your interview, morticiansdaughter)
 

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