Fandom [Creepypasta] - The Mental Ward

[BabyDoll]

Belladonna looks over at the pasta that spoke, Dimentia. "She's just angry because she's stuck in here. Or so they say, "Bella answers Dimensia's question. "Although, if you want to know who landed her here, then don't ask me, ask her, " she adds.

 

[Church Burning]

"Nah. I don' want to be yelled at or be cried on." Dimentia shrugs, tossing her Apple core away. "So. You're miss Bella? What'd you do to land yourself in this livin hell?" She asked, laying her head on the table. @BabyDoll

 

[BabyDoll]

"Well, I've just been murdering people and they eventually caught me. That's the brief version of it, I guess, " Belladonna explains. She thinks about her last murder, which was about three days before she was caught and brought to the mental ward.


((I just really don't wanna explain it))

 

[Church Burning]

(Ok xD )


Dimentia smirks and raises an eyebrow. "Ya wanna know what I did? You probably do or maybe not. I dont care" she muttered and looked up at Bella. "You don't look like the killin type. I mean don't get me wrong. I ain't judgin you, just you look like one of them popular girls" Dimentia says quickly. @BabyDoll

 

[BabyDoll]

"Well, actually, I wasn't. I was kind of like one of those quiet girls that never stood up for herself or anyone else. But I guess it all depended on the situation. It's not like I didn't have friends though, so I wasn't really a loner. And I was too shy to really start a conversation, and I always had a blank facial expression, so I was viewed as "stuck up", even though I wasn't. Aren't. People knew me, I just doubt they liked me very much, " Bella tells her, thinking about her past school life. "And yes, I'd like to know how you wound up here, " she says.

 

[Church Burning]

"Well, at least you had a life. All I had was livin in a cage, gettin tested, never knowing my parents, and never being outside till few days ago but now I'm back inside! " Dimentia sighs, rolling up her sleeve to reveal the barcode and numbers tattooed to her arm. "But in the end, I got my revenge, so I'm good for a lil while longer." She said flashing a quick smile but going back to a neutral face. @BabyDoll

 

[BabyDoll]

"Damn. That must've been horrible for you," Bella inspects the tattoos and barcodes on Dimensia's arm. Interesting, what were they used for? "How did you escape?" she asks, just realizing that there must've been some high level security if she was kept in a cage.

 

[Church Burning]

"Well I was being used to test a new drug to make superhuman soldiers. Something went wrong long the way and I slipped out of my cage, killed few guards, got my knife and killed all the scientists. I left the building but the whole place was surrounded by the army." Dimentia shrugged. "The barcode was to scan me for any fluxuation of my heartbeat or central nervous system." She said, knowing Bella would probably want to know. @BabyDoll

 

[BabyDoll]

Hmm......how does it do that? Is it somehow linked to her heart or central nervous system? If so, with what? "Interesting. So you must be pretty used to pills, injections, surgery, things of that nature? Did they ever successfully make any soldier more "superhuman"-like?" Bella asks.

 

[Church Burning]

"Nope. Just me. Apparently there started out with 666 of us but only I survived the testing. Do you wanna see something cool bout me? It happened from an over dose an now I can see your soul." Dimentia smirked and lifted up her eyepatch, revealing her glowing red eye. @BabyDoll

 

[BabyDoll]

"Wow. What made it possess that ability, like what drug? That's amazing!" Belladonna says, marvelling at the glowing red eye that could see into people's souls. "What's it like?" she asks.

 

[Church Burning]

"The drug they used was a mixture of different steroids but I don't actually know what it was. Souls are like little flames in the centre of your chest. Now if your evil or good, the soul is still the same colour. But if I wanted, I could reach inside your chest and rip it out. But I wont cause that would be incredibly rude." She smirked, putting the eyepatch back in place. @BabyDoll

 

[BabyDoll]

Belladonna smiled at Dimensia. "Yes it would indeed be very rude. Sorry if I'm asking way to many questions, I'm just a naturally curious person to begin with," Bella says, smiling a little at her.

 

[Church Burning]

"Well that's a good thing. I mean, isn't a question the most powerful thing on earth. I don't know but I heard that on a radio that was at the lab. So Bella, any other questions?" Dimentia smirked.

 

[BabyDoll]

Belladonna laughs and smiles a little wider. "No, Miss Dimintia, I won't torture you any longer, " Bella says and laughs again. She's very....interesting. I wonder what the lab was like. I mean, it's not that important, so I won't ask.

 

[Church Burning]

"Well okay then" Dimentia smirked and walked off back to her room. She sat on her bed and winced, remembering the sting of the needles and lasers. The food was awful, packed with weird mixtures that made her sick. She stood up and propped her pillow on the wall with duct tape. She then began to punch it until she felt better.

 

[AvidElmV2]

Jack sat down in the corner, watching all the other Creepypasta's talk. He wanted to talk to Beatrix, but....... He couldn't get over the missing part of her mouth. Then, there was Liu, Jeff, and Laughing Jack. No, no, no, no. None of the other CP's freaked Jack out more than Laugh did. In fact, NONE of the CP's, other than Laughing Jack, freaked the pumpkin headed boy out. NONE OF THEM. Jack then looked over to Bella and Dimintia, who had just made it to the cafeteria. Jack sighed and propped his head up on his hands.

 

[Church Burning]

Dimentia looked over and her eye widened. "Oh. My. Gosh. You have a pumpkin for a head! That's awesome! It's like Halloween everyday then right?!" Dimentia rushed over and sat beside him looking intently at his head. She smiled. "I'm kinda freaking out because this...that is so cool!" She rushed, tilting her head at Jack. @AvidElmV2

 

[AvidElmV2]

Jack was so caught of guard by Dimentia, that he fell out of his seat. Not only that, but he lost his head. Literally. Jack's body started to blindly crawl around on the floor, searching for his head, which just so happened to roll in front of Stalky. "Crap, crap, crap! Where's my body!?" Jack's head said as his body repeatedly ran into a wall. "I have a stupid body....."

 

[grey987]

Stalky had decided to leave Bella alone when Dimentia began to interact with her, simply leaning against a wall nearby an isolated corner and observing the rest of the room with careful eyes. Always watching, always taking note... Seeing what people were up to. Seeing what people were talking about. Seeing how people felt. The subtle movements, the body language, the untold expression in their eyes, he saw all of it... He was watchful like that. He could always tell the littlest of things from a simple glance, able to read people's emotions in about the span of a second without them having to say so much as a single word. It was wonderful in a way, being able to absorb all of this information. For a moment, he closed his eyes and allowed a low hum to resonate in his throat, his lips kept pressed into a thin line while the images of every Pasta and every staff member that he'd seen thus far embedded themselves into his mind and painted clear pictures for him.


However, Stalky was disturbed a moment later when he heard a voice cursing into the air right in front of him- right below him, to be more specific- and his eyes slid open to reveal a view of a pumpkin having rolled along the floor in front of his feet, causing him to narrow his brows slightly and tilt his head in curiosity as it spoke. Then, in an instant, it came to him- it was Pumpkinhead Jack.


"Hm. What an interesting anatomy," the boy muttered to himself, picking up the head and examining it all over for a few moments. "A head that's been detached from its spine... Though it still thinks... Still sees, still hears, still talks..." A chuckle slipped out his throat and passed his lips as a small smile curled at the edges of his lips. Not exactly a sinister smile, though not a very friendly one either. A strange gesture. "You really are an interesting one, Jack... Perhaps more than all the other people here..." Stalky noticed then out of the corner of his eye how Pumpkinhead's body continually bumped itself into a wall, and he proceeded to stride over to it in a few steps before firmly reattaching the head once it backed away from the hard surface. "There there, Jacky... You're whole again," he whispered, the voice ghostly yet soothing in a mysterious way that no one would really be able to understand.

 

[Church Burning]

Dimentia stood up. "S-sorry. Got a bit carried away." She said looking down, knowing she was in the presence of a stalker and she had to be careful, although she knew he never really left the room so he probably read her like a book. Did I do anything that could've told him about IT?, she though worriedly. If worse came to worse you could take his soul, said a small voice in her head but she was already accustomed to ignoring it. She sighed and looked up. "Sorry Jack.." She muttered.

 

[AvidElmV2]

Jack grabbed his head and let out a sigh of relief before turning to Stalky. "Thanks. I really appreciate it." He then turned to Dimentia and frowned. "It wasn't your fault. You just surprised me is all." The boys words seemed far away, echoing in the pumpkin, even though he was right there. Jack rubbed the back of his head -er, pumpkin- and thought of a way to cheer Dimentia up before smiling. He took his head off once again and walked behind the girl before firmly placing his head onto her's. "If you want, you can keep it for awhile. That way, it can be Halloween for you everyday too! Just don't wander to far off or break it." The inside of the pumpkin was quite roomy and hollow, but the visibility factor was quite low. After all, it was a pumpkin.

 

[grey987]

"So you're the one who made him lose his head, hm?"


Stalky straightened his posture and slowly cocked his head in Dimentia's direction just after Pumpkinhead Jack had finished interacing with her, a faint gleam showing in his emerald eyes from beneath the dark grey hood that rested on top of his head. This one was a more recent guest, he believed... Or maybe she was an old one, and had never seen her. Either way, the boy couldn't remember having ever interacted with this Pasta in particular. But she was still interesting, nonetheless... Another soul catered to by falsities and suppressants. Perhaps like Bella... Perhaps not. Though, Bella's attitude seemed to be more natural. Dimentia, on the other hand... He could see it in that one uncovered eye of hers. With every twitch and movement of that white orb and the flesh that encompassed it, he could see it. A much darker nature that she was keeping hidden under a dome. One that she'd been convinced not to break.


"Dimentia. I've heard about you," Stalky murmured, taking two slow steps in the girl's direction. The pumpkin didn't even serve to make the mood any less somber; there wasn't a smile or a laugh from him brought on by how silly the pumpkin now seemed to look on her head. He was just... fascinated by her, in general. Only her, at the moment. "The Whisper. The one who walks the halls without a sound, the one who can supposedly see into people's souls... Am I right? Heh. Can you really see our souls? Is that at all possible? Because, from my understanding, none of us here really do have souls... Only minds driven by voices we can't place to a body, a name or a face. Just... Nothing but darkness."

 

[Church Burning]

"Now that's not entirely true. You do have a soul but it's incredibly small and has almost no significance but it's there." She said taking off the pumpkin and placing it on Jack. She turned back to Stalky. "And yes, I am the Whisper. Also the voices in our heads, our perverted and insane conscience." She smirked. "My voices are really quite annoying" she said, adjusting her eyepatch.

 

[grey987]

Stalky looked at Dimentia quietly as she spoke in response to what he said earlier, staying quiet for a few seconds before parting his lips and laughing slightly. "'Almost no significance', huh?" he asked with clear amusement in his tone, fully turning to face the other Pasta now while another laugh took its time to escape his chest. "That's interesting to hear... Because I personally believe that, if I really am to have a soul as you claim, then it would have a lot of significance... And I mean a lot. Sure, perhaps my main goal was already carried out not to long ago out in the real world beyond these walls of pure white, but I still believe that there's much more for me to accomplish... Much more to cleanse that no one else is bothering to. Much more dirt that just needs to be wiped clean... And even then, the world will need a bit of polishing in those areas. Believe me, if you shared my insight, then you'd understand... But I can't see much of you beyond murder committed behind a scarlet red curtain. So I don't quite know whether or not you would be able to relate."