Realistic or Modern -- 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙩

[weldherwings]

the lonely hearts pact

trigger warning!

suicide | drug and alcohol use | graphic medical conditions | swearing
self harm | anxiety | depression | 18+ themes

This fictional story covers several difficult issues, including depression and suicide. If you or anyone you know need help finding support and crisis resources in your area, click here to a list of suicide crisis hotlines for more information

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Welcome to Princess Margaret Private Hospital, the only private stand-alone psychiatric teaching hospital in the state. Located on a 10-hectare (25-acre) site, this hospital has 178 beds and 320 nurses on staff. Princess Margaret is a full accredited psychiatric teaching hospital and has research and education facilities located on the campus. It is used as a major training facility for medical, nursing and other health professionals specialising in mental health.

As a part of its research, Princess Margaret is the only psychiatric hospital which has its own online experience. Each patient is given a monitored laptop which has extremely limited access to the internet. One site which they are encouraged to use is an online chat messenger and forum which is moderated by nurses and doctors, so patients can interact with other patients within the hospital.

For a group of young adults, they’ve created a lonely hearts club. None of them have met before physically, but have decided to meet up within the hospital after speaking to each other for over two weeks. Once they meet up, they discover that each of them have been told they have various number of days remaining of their time within the facility. Although, it’s always subject to change and sometimes it can last longer. At this realisation, the group decide to make a pact together – that come the end of the year, if they’re not released at the same time as promised, they will end their lives together.

Throughout their remaining days, their bond to one and another grows and they become reliant on each other. When thirty days is over, and if they find out they're not being released, will they end their lives? Or will their friendship (or something more?) cause them to reflect on their choices in life and keep on moving forward?

 

[weldherwings]

10/14/2019

"weather"

 

[weldherwings]

teo choi

suicide watch

mood

"I want to stay like this for the rest of my life"

location

underneath the oak tree

interaction

No one yet

outfit

The sun burnt his skin, the grass caused the back of his head to sweat and itch, and he had a sneaky suspicion that there were probably a million bugs underneath him, waiting for their opportunity to attack. But he didn’t care. Because for once in his life, he was happy to welcome them all. He was happy to see the sun against his skin and to feel the soft grass underneath him. He would gladly take the millions of bugs that were planning their next move. All because he had missed it. It had been weeks since he was allowed to go outside, so he was going to appreciate every moment of it.

After his… stay in the hospital… Teo Choi had been transferred to London Hospital to Princess Margaret Private Hospital. Now, it was a nice little place. The doctors and nurses were nice enough. He had been here for a grand total of five days and was still yet to piss anyone off (which was a world record). Not to mention their security was shocking for a private hospital. He had managed to steal some medicine during his little walk in the hallways today – and it had been his first time out of his room too. Like, pick up your game guys.

Teo could feel the medicine container burning his pyjama pants pocket as he laid there under the tree with his eyes closed with content. Today was the first time since he had transferred (in five days) that he was given permission to leave his room. Instead of venturing around the hospital like most other patients had been given access to, Teo had been confined within his room with nothing more than his clothes and a laptop provided by the hospital.

That was when he met the Lonely Hearts online server. Sure, he had been sceptical about looking at the online forums for the website the hospital had; he thought that maybe it would be full of crazy people. But within the last five days of being online, talking to the Lonely Hearts server, he began to realise something; not everyone in this hospital was crazy. Big surprise, right? But that these people in this server were… just lost. And sad. Really sad. Just like him. And he connected with that. Which was why he made the suggestion that they should meet up during their scheduled free time today. The other five had agreed and they said a time, place and location. Funnily, though, he never actually got their real names. Only their usernames. Well, I suppose today’s meeting was going to be something special and unique.

According to the weatherman, there was no rain scheduled at all for the day (thank God) and the temperature was… well, it was just right. So Teo had told them all to meet up outside the large oak tree in their outdoor area. He had been the first to arrive and well, he just couldn’t help himself – he had to lie down and to take in everything that he took for granted before. It felt nice to be here, in this moment. But he knew that it wouldn’t last. He knew that all the pain and suffering would slowly start to creep its way back into his life. That everything was like the weather; it was seasonal. Things come and go. And he was praying that this good weather was here to stay longer than usual.

coded by weldherwings.

 

[natasha.]

alex carlyle

It wasn't really surprising that Alex took to joining online chatrooms as soon as she was allowed to. She'd been at Princess Margaret Private Hospital for two months now, and she'd only remained sane because of yoga, her crystals, and the Lonely Hearts server.

It wasn't that she hated this place. Sure, she didn't like the fact that she had time limits for how long she could spend outside her room, and she hated being thrust into a hospital environment yet again, after spending years going in and out of them and being subjected to a variety of pokes and prods, but at the same time she knew her parents strongly believed this would help. They were looking out for her. And while she knew it wasn't going to work, she knew she only had a month left in there. She may as well ride it out and make them happier for a little bit longer, before it all came to an end. She'd already made up her mind for what would happen after that.

It seemed there were other such likeminded people on the Lonely Hearts server. She knew none of their names, and she wasn't even sure if she met any of them in real life, outside the safe anonymity of the chat room. Alex had interacted with others because she was the kind of person who needed people to talk to, to remain sane, but she knew it was easier to be yourself online, when nobody actually knows who you are.

All that, however, was coming to an end today. She'd finally be meeting all five other people from the server and she couldn't be more excited.

The moment she was allowed to step outside, Alex saddled up Roscoe by her side — she treats her oxygen tank like he's a living thing, get used to it — and walked out of the building, into the daylight. She adored the sound of the grass crunching underneath her sneakers though it was a bit of a pain to wheel Roscoe along it. No, it'd be a pain to clean up afterward, but she wasn't too worried about that at the moment. She was more looking forward to meeting the three strangers she'd bonded with over the past few weeks. And who knows? Maybe she'd already met some of them.

The oak tree wasn't hard to miss. In fact, she was pretty sure she could already see someone laying underneath it. So i'm not the first to arrive. Good. She'd have someone to talk to.

As Alex walked over, she tried to think of what to say to break the ice. She didn't recognise the guy so Alex knew they hadn't met before, but they definitely interacted online so she tried to think about which username matched him. Unfortunately, it was impossible to tell. So, instead of going the guessing game route like she had initially planned, Alex instead came up with a sillier alternative.

She'd seen plenty of patients sneak their meds into their pockets to try and sell them off in exchange for something or the other. Now, that had never been Alex's game, but she thought a good way to interrupt this guy would be to try and act the same, just for fun.

Of course, having never met an actual drug dealer, Alex didn't know how these things usually went down. She was going off something she'd seen in some movie ages ago, which was ridiculous, but given her presence online, maybe it'd also give him a clue as to who she was.

Alex was near him now, and instead of actually speaking to get his attention, she used Roscoe, wheeling him in front of her and nudging the guy's shoulder gently. "Hey," she called out as loudly as she could in a whisper, as though trying to be discreet. "Hey, blondie."

When Alex finally caught his attention and met his gaze, she spoke again, gesturing to the tank beside her and looking around as if to make sure nobody was watching. "Wanna buy some oxygen?"

location

by the oak tree.

mood

"drugs? no, i deal in elements."

outfit

bright and chirpy + roscoe the oxygen tank.

tags

weldherwings

 

[ameuSHhen1Tn2ba]

Ellis Baines

"i'm just a coward in a hero's mask"

The bedroom was dark, lights off and curtains closed. It was quiet, for the most part. Blankets scrunched up awkwardly on the bed, half thrown off the young woman's body. She began to stir. It wasn't the waking up kind. No, Ellis would much rather be awake than experience this dream over again. Her breath became quicker, heart pounding in her chest, as she tossed in her sleep. Unintelligible whispers came stumbling out of her lips. All of a sudden she sat up. She pushed down on the bed with her arms as she shook the wad of comforter in front of her. Her voice built in intensity, starting at a whisper but within seconds she screamed. Her voice was desperate as she called out to the empty room. "Wake up!" Her voice echoed, boucing off the blank walls. It was then that she woke up. The rigidity in her body slowly subsided as she became more aware of her surroundings. She was in her bed at the hospital. Alone. Safe. The woman took deep breaths to calm herself down. It wasn't everyday that she had a night terror. The number had dwindled to only a few every couple months from when she was a teenager. They were really only when she was anxious about something. Or around this time of year.

Ellis looked over at the clock. She sighed. 6:37 am flashed at her. There was no way she was going back to sleep. Of course today was going to be a hard day. Like how storm clouds quickly arise in the horizon, her depressed mood could fall on her. Looming ominously close by and giving those pressure sensitive a headache Not only did she have to feel anxious about meeting her new found friends, but her own brain chemistry had turned against her today. Wonderful. Love you too serotonin.

Deciding she needed a distraction, Ellis got up out of her bed and turned on the light. She grabbed the thick book that sat on her bedside table and flopped back down into her bed. The woman had just started A Man Who Only Loved Numbers by Paul Hoffman. The biography of Paul Erdos, a Hungarian Mathematician, fascinated Ellis. Not only had he published more mathematical papers than anyone else to date, but his personality was eccentric to say the least. His life story was just as thrilling as the math principals discussed. She would have preferred more detail when explaining the mathematics, but this was a biography. Maybe she'd request a book on advanced number theory next. Math had always been one of her strong suits.

His story had made her wonder if all extraordinary minds were fragmented, doomed to be classified as peculiar. Minds like Einstein's or Tesla's were too powerful for them to be normal. Ellis felt slightly comforted in the fact that great minds were really alike; that her own wasn't as different from other geniuses. Was it slightly conceited to consider herself a genius? Probably. But that was really her only trait worth mentioning. The fact that she had some confidence in her own intelligence told her today wouldn't be as depressed as she thought it to be. At least not right now anyways.

By the time she looked up at the clock, she realized that she had already wasted most of her time before the group meet up. The lonely hearts club was finally going to meet in person. They had all been talking to each other for quite some time now. Ellis really enjoyed their conversations. There was an interesting mix and energy in the group that she felt comfortable with. It had been much easier for her to join the chat than it would have been for her to go up to anyone in person. She, personally, would have been fine to stay exclusively online. Meeting face to face made things much more difficult for her.

As she got dressed in a simple t-shirt and pair of comfy green pants, she couldn't help be feel nervous. She decided to bring her book in case she decided to chicken out and pretend to just go and sit on that nearby bench to read. Because she was feeling very uneasy about all of this. Questions zoomed in her head. What if they didn't like her? They may have been talking for months, but real her was much more...awkward and smartalick than online her. What if they had met before and they hated her? What if she said something stupid? What if...? What if...? Ellis shook her head as she walked down the hallway. It was a half-baked attempt to break the cycle of anxiety.

The sunshine felt nice on her skin as she walked out. The fresh air did wonders for her. The fact the weather was nice was an added comfort. Ellis took her time walking over to the tree. Part nerves, part bliss. She wanted to soak up as much sun as humanly possible. If she could bottle the stuff or take it as a pill, she would probably overdose on it. Wasn't there a little nursery rhyme about that? Put the sunshine in your pocket for a rainy day. If it had been grey, or rainy, she probably wouldn't have left her room today. With book in hand, she finally made it to the meeting spot. She stood a good couple feet away. She could see two people. Great. Two humans. One was hard enough. Why couldn't she have come sooner? Her exit plan started to look pretty good right about now.

Ellis firmly reminded herself that these were no strangers. They were friends. This should be the easiest introduction of her life. They both seemed relaxed and easy to to approach. So she found the courage somewhere in her being to stroll up, standing just behind the girl with an oxygen tank. She didn't exactly recognize either of them. Ellis had heard the other girl's introduction, she couldn't help but let a little snort of amusement come out. What? it was funny. When they looked over at her, all she could do was muster a small smile with a shy wave. Geez, peopling was hard!

Mood:
I can do this... right?
I can people... right?

Location:
room >
oak tree

Interactions:
blonde kid on the ground
- weldherwings
& girl with the oxygen tank
- natasha.

Outfit:

 

[yousmelldead]

Milo Rory

the beaten down flirt

"Milo--"

"Mhm."

Did she always talk so much? Dark brown eyes narrowed in the dimly lit closet, his hands gripping the small woman's hips as he buried his nose in the nook of her neck. "Milo, it's past free time!" Fuck.

He had his first in person meeting with the rest of the misfits from their little online cult: the lonely hearts server. Normally he wasn't too worried about being late to a meeting but this had been a special instance. Slowly his hands left the woman's hips before he grabbed onto his white tank-top, pulling it over his dark hair. His lips pressed firmly together while his feet shuffled around the small broom closet to grab his things but most importantly, the small chocolate pudding cup stashed away in the woman's coat pocket.

Milo slowly opened the closet door, poking his head out for a moment before completely exiting the small area. His feet hurried forward while his hands fiddled with the thin film covering the top of the pudding cup. "Milo Rory!" The words coming from behind him didn't phase him as he finally pulled the film off the top of the cup.

"That's my name babe, don't wear it out." He retorted playfully before turning on his heel to continue his walk but backwards so he could face the frazzled nurse. "I'll make it up to you, I promise." With a wink Milo turned once again to face forward, his mouth pressed against the rim of the now not-so-deserved desert. It wasn't like he was stealing the stupid cup, he was just borrowing it until he had another chance to pay his loan. It was a simple process.

Today was going to be a good day. He had woken up in a relatively good mood considering that he could never actually control the one he was in. It was possible that it was due to the fact that today he had something to look forward to. Three years locked in the walls of this place with no visitors really fucks with your head. That and the fact that most of the patients were either a.) intimidated by him or b.) hated him.

Milo tossed the now empty cup into a nearby trash can, his right hand moving to his back pocket to brush the slightly crushed package of pretzels. Little miss el.introvert.exe had requested the pretzels specifically and he wasn't one to let requests slide. Besides, she kind of frightened him so it was best to stay on that one's good side.

Without anymore interruptions Milo opened the doors to the outdoor area, his eyes instantly moving to the meeting tree where three others were currently at. Two girls and one boy specifically. Well, at least he wasn't the one that was late. As he continued towards the tree the others had become clearer in his vision. The things that stuck out the most were the one girls oxygen tank, the shy smile from the dark haired girl, and the blinding blonde bombshell of a boy leaning against the tree.

Not afraid to crash a conversation, Milo strolled up in between the small group. "Okay...", he reached in his pocket to hold up the small bag of pretzels, "...whose are these?"

to the tree!

just give me the cup

fly af

weldherwings natasha. A ameuSHhen1Tn2ba

coded by natasha.

 

[weldherwings]

teo choi

suicide watch

mood

"hahahaha I'm so damn confused"

location

underneath the oak tree

interaction

No one yet

outfit

It had been heaven. Oh, it had been bliss to lie in the sun like this and rest in its glory. His favourite past time back at home had always been lying in the backyard and just cloud gazing. Dreaming of a better time and a better place in life. You know, all that emo stuff. But right now, he couldn’t think of anything better than just lying down with his eyes closed and letting the world slowly keep on moving by as he stayed silent and still at this moment.

Well, his moment was getting interrupted as he felt – wait what the hell was that?

Scrunching up his face in confusion, Teo attempted to open his eyes as wide as possible (thanks Mr Sun for the damn glare) to see what it was that was nudging him and who it was that was calling him… blondie? Almost like a child being pulled out of a deep sleep, his hair standing on its ends at the back as blades of grass clung to the locks, Teo’s eyes came face to face with… What the hell was that? A helium tank? How the hell did this person managed to get a helium tank into the hospital? With a confused complexion obviously plastered over his face, Teo gazed up at the face of the girl who was offering him… oxygen? Wait. What the hell was happening?

One by one, it seemed like a domino effect came into play as new people started to rock up. The extrovert inside of him was screaming for joy but his face was still plastered with confusion. He lifted his upper body off the floor by planting his elbows into the grass beneath him and rested his weight upon them. Slowly, dark eyes began to travel from face to face to try and figure out just who the hell these people were. While Teo was musically gifted and had his quirks and talents in certain areas, it didn’t mean that he was… well… Let’s just say he didn’t do well in school. He was the kid in the back of the class that barely paid attention and would often make paper aeroplanes or pass notes throughout the class.

He tried to put the puzzle together to who was what user. This girl with the helium tank, the dude with the pretzels, the girl just standing there… Why couldn’t people just make their usernames something that was remotely them? For example, his own username; it was genius. Tchoi_freckle. T for Teo, Choi for his last name and freckle because of his lonely and only freckle on his upper left cheek. Anyone would pick up on that username if they saw him, right? And well, not to mention… He was probably high half the time he was in the server. Many times he would wake up the next morning to find that he had just spent hours sending annoying animations or lurking and actually not providing real replies. He spent most of his mornings backdating on all the stupid crap he typed when he was high on pills he stole from the nurses; like his suggestion for them to all meetup. Had he not been high that night, he wouldn’t have suggested that they should meet up. And well, look at them now. Meeting up because of some high dude’s idea. Granted, they probably didn’t realise he was under the influence considering it was meant to be a high-security hospital.

His eyes dancing around to everyone’s faces once again, still struggling to put usernames to faces. Ah man, was he meant to know who everyone was? Finally, his eyes landed on the girl closest to him and her tank. Why the frick did she have a tank? Raising his hand slightly, he knocked the metal contraception with his knuckles to hear it echo. “What’s the deal with the helium tank, Miss Clown?” he asked, his eyes moving from the tank to her face “You here to make some blow-up balloon animals cause we’ve all been good kids?”

coded by weldherwings.

 

[natasha.]

alex carlyle

Alex hadn't been sure if her attempt at a joke had worked on the blonde boy but when she heard a snicker coming from behind her, a smile lit up her face. At least it worked on someone. That was a win. She turned around, coming face to face with a girl she didn't recognise. Alex tried to make some connections to try and match the person with the usernames she'd gotten so familiar with over the past few weeks.

Mere moments later, they were joined by another. Now he was a familiar face, and she had a feeling a couple of the others had probably seen him around too. She remembered a few instances in the past when she approached him and offered to try and improve his mood with her healing crystals. Since then, she tried to make sure she had it on her all the time, whether he believed in them or not. It was just amusing to see his reaction whenever she brought them out and offered to use them on him.

At the moment, she couldn't match Milo with a username, but when the pretzels came out, it all came together in her head. Alex never would have pictured him as the type to frequent online chat rooms, let alone stick around the lonely hearts server, but here he was, imperialserpent666 in the flesh. "Serpy," she nodded in his direction, using one of the many nicknames she derived from his online username. "Nice to know you make good on your promises. Now I know who to ask for extra jello."

Her attention was quickly grabbed by the blonde she'd seen first, who had shifted his position in the grass, likely to see them all a bit better. "It's oxygen," she corrected him, a smirk on her face. "Though I wish it was helium. I always wondered if it could make a human float if you consumed enough," she shrugged, tapping on her nubbins before glancing around at everyone else.

"I guess some introductions are in order," Alex wondered aloud before settling herself into the grass and sitting cross legged. "I'm Alex, aka, darth_hideous," she paused to gesture to her oxygen tank, "this is Roscoe, aka, the main thing keeping me alive." Alex then patted the grass in front of her as an indication for everyone else to settle in and get comfortable. "I've only met one of you in person before," her eyes briefly darted to Milo before she looked around at the others, "and I think I've more or less matched most of you to your usernames, but I don't want to seem presumptuous."

location

by the oak tree.

mood

"well hello!"

outfit

bright and chirpy + roscoe the oxygen tank.

tags

weldherwings , yousmelldead , A ameuSHhen1Tn2ba

 

[ameuSHhen1Tn2ba]

Ellis Baines

"i'm just a coward in a hero's mask"

Ellis cleared her throat like she hadn't just giggled at the dumb joke that was made by the red head. She was about ready to curl up into a ball and retreat back to her room. Gah, this was so stressful. Maybe she should try to put names to faces?? Distracting her mind always aided in making her more comfortable.

Look from one companion to the next, Ellis now realized that the other girl must be Darth_Hideous. She mentally kicked herself in stupidity. Of course she was Darth. The flipping oxygen tank should have given it away completely and the fact that she was the only other girl there. The older girl couldn't help but appreciate her adorable outfit. The colors and overalls matched her happy-go-lucky personality. She now saw she had a gorgeous friend. Friend. That was not a word she often used to refer to another human being. It felt strange but at the same time, she felt a warmness settle into her heart.

Her eyes wandered to the blonde boy under the tree. He seemed to be enjoying the outdoors as much as she had been. He was cute. Blonde hair messy with an innocent look to his face. She tried to place a name with the face. Maybe tchoi_freckle? He did say he was Asian. Was that racist? He kinda had that sunny look she always expected the freckle boy to have. But maybe she was wrong.

Another stranger strolled up to the rag-tag group of crazies. He was older that the other three, closer to her own age. He was someone she recognized immediately. How couldn't she? Almost everyone knew him. While she didn't know his name, he had a notorious reputation around the hospital. It wasn't exactly a positive one. He was one of those people she avoided. Her initial reaction was to stiffen up. She became slightly uncomfortable in his sudden appearance.

That was until he started speaking and Ellis heard the crinkly noise of a plastic bag.

A slow, small smile tugged at her lips. Her eyes slightly lit up in appreciation. So this was imperialserpant666. And he hadn't been lying about the pretzels at all. Her initial discomfort turned to conflict. So was he the cocky idiot who made her die laughing but she knew he held some sort of affection for her? Or the cold, manipulative man who everyone made him out to be? Right now she just wanted to eat those damn pretzels. "Those would be mine," She raised her hand slowly to catch his attention. She took in his appearance. Well built, dark hair with dark eyes. He wasn't unattractive. In fact quite the opposite. A smirk suddenly played on her features. "I thought you said you were a ten?" She voiced, he tone slightly mocking. In all seriousness, she really hadn't meant to say it out loud. It just happened to slip through the gigantic holes that were her verbal filter. As soon as it left her mouth, she wanted to eat the words. 'I thought we were supposed to be on our best behavior El!' Her brain scolded her. Her cheeks slightly blushed in nervousness.

Ellis' smile dropped slightly. "Dang, you probably won't give me my pretzels now," She added. She pulled her lips together in an awkward line. That wasn't even half bad to be honest. Wait till she said something she actually regretted. Which would probably happen relatively soon considering her own track record.

She had been pulled out of her analysis as someone began to speak. Ellis smiled at Alex. It was nice to put an actual name to her face. She was also pleased that she had been right. El found it endearing that she had named her oxygen tank. Alex had an accent, which was a pleasant addition to her personalities. She didn't know why the way she spoke made her feel a bit more sweet and a bit more comforting.

Seeing the lull in conversation, Ellis now felt obligated now to put her two cents in. Opening her mouth slightly, pausing before speaking to find her words. "Hi everyone. I'm Ellis. or el.introvert.exe. It's nice to meet the only humans I tolerate in this place," She spoke with some confidence. Why was interacting with friends this hard? Ellis decided to order a book on friendship. Maybe then she'd get better at this.

Mood:
ok, breath ellis, these are friends

Location:
oak tree

Interactions:
blonde kid on the ground
- weldherwings
alex
- natasha.
serpy
- yousmelldead

Outfit:

 

[yousmelldead]

Milo Rory

the beaten down flirt

El.introvert.exe seemed much more timid in person than she had in the server but it didn't exactly surprise Milo. Is anyone who they really say they are online? The brunette raised his right eyebrow curiously as the dark haired girl spoke up about the pretzels being hers. He had definitely seen her around the halls before and yet he had never actually seen her, not in the way he did right now. As she commented on his rating Milo pressed his free hand to his chest, groaning in the process.

"Right in the ego El." He scoffed lightly before tossing the pretzels in her direction. If she wanted them as bad as she had always said she would catch them. If not they would fall and she would possibly bend down to grab them and well....it'd be a win win for Milo.

Okay, before we all get butt hurt over the fact that he was okay with watching El bend over in front of him....it was a compliment. He could appreciate a good tush. The brunette's eyes travelled to the blonde asian on the ground before turning his attention to the oxygen girl, noting as she had made eye contact. Wait, fuck what did she just say? Of course he had seen her around. She was pretty but the oxygen tank was a big fucking giveaway.

Milo moved his large body to the ground, planting his butt on the soft grass as he outstretched his legs and pressed his arms behind his back until he was lying on his elbows. "I'm Milo.", he popped his name off of his lips quickly as a playful grin emerged. "So this is kind of weird that we are all here." Milo moved his gaze from El to Al until he reached Teo. "Kind of wish you were a girl blondie. Then this would have been a real good time." Was he vulgar? 100%. Did he mean to be? Absolutely. It was easier for people to hate him. So if he constantly acted like a jackass it gave him a higher status in the joint. Or maybe he was just fucked in the head.

at the tree

bend over baby

fly af

weldherwings natasha. A ameuSHhen1Tn2ba

coded by natasha.

 

[weldherwings]

teo choi

suicide watch

mood

"im so excited to be around peooopplllee!"

location

underneath the oak tree

interaction

yousmelldead natasha. A ameuSHhen1Tn2ba

outfit

As the girl settled herself upon the grass, Teo thought the only polite thing to do was to sit up properly. Especially as the other was inviting others to sit with them also. So, he placed his palms flat on the ground and pushed himself up into an upright position and crossed his legs. Watching as the others sat down also, Teo’s hands automatically found something to fidget with; pulling the strands of grass in front of him and twirling them around his finger.

So… Darth_Hideous was the first girl, Alex. Teo couldn’t help but continue to stare at the contraption that she was hooked up to. He didn’t know you could wheel around these bad boys with you. I mean, he could remember using those oxygen things when he was in the hospital, but he had never seen one out in the wild which intrigued him. And it even had a name?! Roscoe?! That was freaking cool!

Okay, concentrate – next person. As the dark-haired girl spoke, Teo could sense that she had managed to pick up more confidence from when she had first approached everyone. Well, that was nice to see. The stupid, goofy grin that had been on his face from the moment everyone started to introduce themselves was still plastered on his face as he listened to the girl speak. Her name was Ellis, and she was el.introvert.exe. Ah, man… It was great to finally start putting names to faces. In fact, it was great starting to put names to usernames too because this whole time he had just been going off their user tags.

The next to announce themselves was the other male present at the moment. Milo. Okay… He had heard someone call him Serpy before, so Teo was assuming that the boy’s username was imperialserpent666, right? The boy – sorry, man because this guy looked far from a boy – looked a fair bit older than he did. And for some reason, it left Teo in a slight state of… awe? He wasn’t sure it was. But from the way Milo presented himself, Teo knew one thing for sure; Milo was cool. Even when they talked in the chatrooms, that dude was cool as hell. As he even mentioned how he wished that Teo was a girl, the boy couldn’t help but grin widely with a snort of laughter. Oh. Milo was funny online and offline? Okay, yeah. This guy was really cool.

Alright, next human. Teo’s eyes continued to look around to the faces of those who spoke, feeling even more excited as each person began to introduce themselves. The extrovert inside of him was screaming with joy and he couldn’t wait to actually have people to physically talk with after being held away in the hospital for the last five weeks. He was going crazy and bored out of his little mind.

Oh, wait! It was his turn?! That stupid goofy smile on his face only continued to grow upon realising it was now his turn to introduce himself. His eyes glistened with joy and he felt like his cheeks were on fire from all the smiling. And to think that he was admitted into hospital after multiple suicide attempts. “I’m Teo” he excitedly said, putting his hand up to give a small wave. “And I suppose you could probably guess I’m uh… tchoi_freckle on the server” His eyes continued to look around the group with the sparkle of joy upon his face. “So uh… this is us then, hey?”

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