XX a most PROFOUND quiet;;
« sacred and profane ;; open »

Welcome Guest. Please Login or Register.
Nov 30, 2009, 8:24am




it's true, we are destined to fail
there is a problem here,
with our society
the absence of my tears,
is my sobriety
i have a growing fear,
and you're not helping me!
am i the only one
who realizes it's true?
beat, but i'm not broken
guide me through with your hand
lead with your words spoken
show me how to listen


This site was officially opened on December 25, 2009

Welcome to XX a most PROFOUND quiet;;! This site is still in it's early stages, and we need some guard and therapist characters, as well as new patients! Guests, we hope you like the look of our site, maybe enough to join? Sign-ups are currently open!

There are no bans at the current time. However, we are in need of security guards!

EVIL C-BOX OF DOOM!!!
ShoutMix chat widget


Photobucket
St Voltaire
Photobucket Hyacinth - A World Apart (Vampire/Lycan/Human RP)


XX a most PROFOUND quiet;; :: XX obsession is SUCH an UGLY word;; :: halls and corridors;; :: sacred and profane ;; open
   [Search This Thread][Send Topic To Friend] [Print]
 AuthorTopic: sacred and profane ;; open (Read 9 times)
Joshua Donovan Dale
high-risk patient;;
***
member is offline

[avatar]

Would someone please tell me I'm not alright?



Joined: Dec 2008
Gender: Male
Posts: 122
Karma: 0
 sacred and profane ;; open
« Thread Started on Jun 24, 2009, 12:09am »

Government inspection.

Those two words had caused such turmoil over the past few days, he was almost unsure of whether he was still awake. Had he slipped into a coma induced by an over dosage, or were these strange changes really happening around the asylum? The staff were suddenly acting almost nice, even though they still jabbed a painful needle in his arm and injected drugs into his blood to keep him from blacking out and making a fuss about things as he usually did. They hadn't quite closed off the cells, but they were only being used in what an inspection would consider necessary situations. So... that didn't exactly keep him clear of the hot water. His attacks were violent and full of rage, and that gave them perfect excuses as to why he could still be regularly detained. He scowled even as he thought of this, hating them.

Josh shuddered slightly as he felt the needle pierce his skin, still unable to get used to the fear that gripped him during the process. Stupid phobia of needles, wasn't a very good thing to have when getting shots was an almost daily thing. He wanted to strike the woman holding it, but seeing as his hands were cuffed behind his back for safety reasons, it was pretty much impossible. God damn it, this sucked. As he sat there, loathing them for dragging him into such a place, labeling him as clinically insane, an idea came to him, and he let his dark hair fall across his face to conceal the smirk that had appeared there.

They had to be careful of their actions. But he didn't.

In the heat of the moment, his brain started to go into overdrive. Maybe... just maybe... there was a chance that he could worm his way out of this place. The staff here didn't listen to a single thing that the patients said, ever. But these government inspectors just might be easier to trick with his charming and convincing facade. He hadn't used it in so long, so he'd need to practice so he wasn't rusty when they arrived. Which was... shit. Later today, according to word of mouth. Then he'd need to find someone soon.
Link to Post - Back to Top  IP: Logged

[image]
• ♥ •
You taught my heart, a sense I never knew I had
I can forget the times that I was lost and depressed from
The awful truth - how do you do it?
You're my heroine!
Margot Jameson
low-risk patient;;
***
member is offline

[avatar]

My hands are cold and I'm on my knees...



Joined: Jan 2009
Gender: Female
Posts: 22
Karma: 0
 Re: sacred and profane ;; open
« Reply #1 on Jun 26, 2009, 3:32pm »

Hm... A government inspection? She was unsure of what they were checking. The hospital? The workers? The patients? All three? Something else? She was rather confused about the situation, but everyone seemed to be acting rather strangely. Well, stranger than usual. Margot did not let it affect her though. She just kept on with what she usual did. Sitting where they told her. Going where they told her. Doing as they said. Trying not to cause any more of an uproar than she had a few months earlier, and that had ended with her locked up in the cells. Those horrible places. That horrible place! She would not go there again. And she would do absolutely anything to keep away from them. Even her room was better. There was a little window, a door, cracks in the white walls, room to stand, and a bed to hide under. It was better to be there than down where there was simply nothing. Plus, she still had the scars from the little hand cuffs they'd taken her down there in. Thankfully, unlike Josh, who had been down there with her, they had taken them off when she was shut up inside. They never seemed to be as mean to her as they were to Josh. And he didn't seem so bad. Of course, she'd never really known what was wrong with him that brought him here. She had only met with him on a very few occasions.

Today was a rather quiet day. She was taking little steps down the hallway, her feet going toe to heel, toe to heel, never separating, one in front of the other in a very quick pace. She was getting used to this hall. It was the only place she ever went down if she could help it. And again, very quickly at that. She was wearing a dress, blue with three quarter length sleeves, and it went down to her knees. She did not wear shoes unless someone told her to.

Just as she turned out of this hall Margot found the same person she had been thinking about before. "Hi." She said to Josh very quietly indeed.
Link to Post - Back to Top  IP: Logged

   [Search This Thread][Send Topic To Friend] [Print]

Click Here To Make This Board Ad-Free


This Board Hosted For FREE By ProBoards
Get Your Own Free Message Boards & Free Forums!