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Post by Jess on Apr 8, 2008 14:08:26 GMT -5
A bit of time passes before Mitsuko comes back into the common area, content to hold the nurses hand. Shes cleaner now, though she still opts to wear her school uniform- at least shes washed her hands, face, and other parts of her body. It seems that in exchange for the Ice Cream treat, the doctors made her wash.
Of course, she managed to sneak something else out of the deal- for while the nurse wasn' paying attention she slipped a steak knife into her bear. "OK Mitsuko... play nicely now ok?" The nurse asks, crouching down to the little girls level and smiling. Mitsuko nods and wanders back into the crowd.
She makes her way back to the man whom she hid behind before and smiles, before settling down in a chair nearby and sticking her face into the teddy bear she clings to- careful of the new found pointy thing within it.
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Post by kelClynn on Apr 8, 2008 17:09:38 GMT -5
David's train of thought was broken by the woman from before. A glance upward revealed that she was beckoning for him. He complied and headed towards the chair nearest her.
No sooner than he had taken his seat, Mistsuko returned and mimicked his action. She offered a friendly smile and buried her face into the stuffed bear she had entered with. Upon returning the gesture, he was reminded of the reason for her bloodied uniform. That's right, he said to himself, Her school turned on her...Still, how did she do it all alone..?
David's mind worked with the options as he turned to the other woman. He then realized that he did not know her name.
"I'm sorry, but I never did catch your name," he began.
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Post by Da Pwny on Apr 8, 2008 21:31:25 GMT -5
Like a ghost, she'd been watching the whole parade of wackos coming in and out. These people were crazy, unlike her; sure she had a schizophrenic episode or two, but what about it? Doesn't everyone go a bit nutty every once in a while? Well, at least she did, but not all the time...
Risking the notion of drawing attention to herself, she shifted her arm, releasing a small groan as she did. Shar had watched the young girl take the pen from the lady's pocket, noting instantly the insane grin she gave off when she succeeded. She had seen that grin many times before, occasionally from a man who thought her to be easy prey, right before she snapped their spines in self-defense, the voices having predicted it each time it had happened... that, and the blood all over her pretty much told a story of one girl having gone completely nuts at some recent point, but much like anything else, she payed little attention to what was said, and more towards what she could see...
Shutting her eyes, she remained ever-viligant, despite her appearance; her ears worked wonders, and even the voices congratulated her upon her ability to hear and react swiftly. She was proud of it, but not boastful, unlike some... Watching the girl from beneath her half-closed eyelids as she returned, Shar watched her movements, and they suggested that she had found something else of her interest, which she took for not being a good thing. Watch her, they told her, and she did, refusing to let her eyes off the girl, even in her half-awakened state...
The others were of no concern to her, but this girl appeared to have created quite a bloodbath, given her earlier, seemingly completely random reaction to something. However, Shar never believed in random coincidences, as everything happened for a reason in her mind... The girl apparently liked sharp objects, a bit more than most people... There was a reason behind her madness, and as she never watched the news, Shar wouldn't know what that was exactly, though she was able to pick up something about classmates and death... The voices continued running through her mind, but she shut them out, as she had learned how to do years before...
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Post by Jess on Apr 8, 2008 21:40:30 GMT -5
((I love you swytchblayd ;D))
Mitsuko continued to sit at the table with the other two adults as she looked around the room and took note of everybody there... having a new object to toy with would definitely increase the odds of her having the ability to kill a good ammount of people in here... of course, if she could escape the grasp of the government perhaps she wouldn't have to?
At any rate, little eye's are moving around frantically in her Sockets as she takes stock: Old person, young person, lady with a limp, big freakin' Jamaican, that weird guy who did handstands, that wierd guy who freaked her out with the announcement of his arrival, some weird chic who appeared to be sleeping, Orderly, wait... the one before that one. How come she hadn't noticed her before?
Something in the back of her head clicked, and she grinned. "So they sent her to stop me... its a test." Is all she says as her hands cling aound the teddy even more. Without so much as a word she slowly stands up from her chair and makes her way toward the other side of the room from them- bringing her passed the man doing handstands and the Jamaican whom she thought wasfairly interesting... and to a plavce where she would gather up some supplies.
With a smile, "Excuse me... but Mitsuko would like a coloring book and some crayons please?" She asks, tugging at the orderlies sleeve and looking as cute as she can. The orderly smiles back and nods, "One moment little one." Is all he says before turning around and exiting the room. Mitsuko looks back at the one who looked sleepy... was she watching her? It felt that way... like her eye's were boring a hole in her head. Curious...
The orderly comes back with a small coloring book and some crayons, handing them to Mitsuko who gladly takes them. "Thankyou mister!" She says, getting a pat on the head from the guard when she walked away to sit at an empty table. The box is opened, the book is opened, and she begins coloring the different pictures in the book.
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Post by Roara on Apr 8, 2008 23:02:06 GMT -5
Evan stopped doing handstands and walked over to Capn Jack (aaaayyyoo Capn jack ayo capn Jack lol). He sat down, and whispered in his ear.
"I am seriously afraid of Mitsuko." He said, calmly. "How could some little kill so many alone?"
He smelled something wrong. Everything around him went dark, and for a moment, time froze. His brain was trying to tick, but he couldn't find the answer. Finally, the sound came back to his ears and vision returned, but he had thought of nothing, except for something tugging at the back of his mind.
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Post by Jess on Apr 8, 2008 23:08:23 GMT -5
((Its 'Hey hey Captain Jaaack. Meet me down by the railroad tracks, put that woman in my arms, I'm gonna be a lovin' man. Ree-up you crazy, ree-up you outa your mind. <-- Army Cadence. >_> Thats right, I know a cadence.))
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Post by Roara on Apr 8, 2008 23:15:27 GMT -5
(( sorry I ahvent played DDR in like 7 months Idk the words.))
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Post by Illithyr on Apr 9, 2008 1:12:07 GMT -5
An arrogant sneer on his handsome face, Tristan wandered over to the corner of cell and sat down, closing his eyes. Watching the little girl manipulate the guards was vaguely entertaining, but he was preoccupied with other things; his imminent escape being the most prominent. With his self-declared divine omniscience, he had had the foresight to smuggle in a fork from the kitchens, and it was currently nestled in his shoe. Should any of the mortals in his cell have the audacity to touch his divine brilliance, he would be adequately prepared.
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Post by Da Pwny on Apr 9, 2008 6:14:16 GMT -5
Shar didn't need weapons; unlike the weak ones around her, her body itself was lethal enough on its own to compensate for lack of sharp or blunt objects. She smuggled bandages; the softer they were the better they dampened the effects upon her hands when she got into a fistfight. Shar could take a sizzling hot T-bone steak from a Doberman without so much as a struggle; humans weren't that much more difficult, unless they were trained.
Still the little girl continued to catch her interest, perhaps because she was so... well, freaking young... a mere schoolgirl couldn't be horribly lethal, could she? Still, if she was here... Don't slip for a second, you know what she is... the eerie voices told her, and she simply obeyed; what was there to doubt? Nine times out of ten, they were in compliance with exactly what she was thinking at the time, so why second-guess what was confirmed from two sources? It was those few times that they were out of sync that she had trouble believing them... still, it was rare for her to blatantly go against them...
Tired, she shut the eye completely for now, content with sleeping off-guard... there were far too many witnesses, should she attempt an assassination, and at night she was usually awake, day-time being the only time she ever truly slept. Because at night, they roamed freely the halls, changing the world around her and turning it into something out of nightmares... of course, by daybreak, it was all back to normal, but she had seen some of those that walked the 'Otherworld'; inhuman beasts, they were, capable of god only knows what kinds of atrocities and ritualistic murders... Letting out a long (and rather loud) yawn, she finally went to sleep, the time not even 25 after one in the afternoon, having pretty much exhausted all other means of entertainment... the tootie-fruity with the God complex was entertaining, but also a stuck-up bastard, so the entertainment lasted only so long before she bored of him...
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Post by whiterabbit on Apr 9, 2008 7:38:10 GMT -5
Cassie slightly covered her notes with her arm, unsure of exactly how the guy would react. As the girl approached, Cassie tried discreetly to cover the words and doodles even more. She was not ready to share her rather insane plans with more than one person right now. Even if every one might go for it because they're insane themselves.
She leaned in a little, her voice no more than a whisper. "I'm Cassie. Multi-personality case." Her eyes darted the room a minute, scanning, and she continued in her fast-pace speech. "Yes, I know I have a disorder, and I even know what it is. But I'm the only one. The others in me have no clue. That's probably the only reason they sent me here." She pulled her notebook onto her lap, still covering it with her arm. "I want to ask you something." Her blue eyes met his brown ones with an extreme seriousness.
"Do you want to get out?"
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Post by Jess on Apr 9, 2008 12:58:17 GMT -5
Mitsuko had again moved her seat, unbeknownst to most people, and took hr new spot near David. She kept up with her colouring however, humming softly to herself as she did so... and oddly enough, she wasn't editing any of the images to include death like most psychopaths would.
And at the snoring of the woman who had been observing her lazily Mitsuko grinned... and an idea came over her being. Of course! But not here and definitely not now... she had just recieved some Ice Cream and a nice new Colouring book, definitely not the time to reveal the new shiny sharpy object. Not after she was being so good.
And she just kept colouring, finishing off the skirt of a princess-like woman in pink with a few details being white... of course, she hadn't even begun to finish up as she still had the girls face, hair and any visible skin to color in. Coloring coloring coloring... yay!
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Post by captainjack on Apr 9, 2008 13:57:10 GMT -5
((Captain Jack is just my screen name, my character's name is Kordell, obviously.))
Kordell sat back, relaxed again and looked at Evan approvingly. Kordell spoke softly, but just the nature of such a powerful voice lightly carried low grumbling noises around the room when he spoke.
"You neber know wat powers people caan have. Sometime, a messed up mind caan gib people more power dan it looks like dey could have," said Kordell. He paused, looking around the room and sniffed lightly. "As fer da girl, only da time will tell us how she become such a murderess wit her small size...But az for me, I dont worry, maan. I just ease up in da shining Jamaican sun dat kyaan done,"(I just relax in the shining Jamaican sun that never ends) said Kordell with a relaxed grin as he leaned back into an even more relaxed position.
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Post by kelClynn on Apr 9, 2008 17:05:55 GMT -5
David raised one brow at Cassie's answer and hesitated before speaking, "You talk as if we're in some kind of insane asylum." To her, he may have been joking, but the reality was just the opposite. He shook his head in sympathy. They must have brainwashed her. But when he looked into her eyes, he saw something. Hope. They hadn't won. Not completely.
"I've been planning to get out of here since I was brought in," he began, "But with no one to help it's been hopeless."
His eyes flashed to his side where Mitsuko sat, now occupying herself with a second-rate coloring book and a few broken crayons. The monsters were somewhat hospitable today. He watched her, curious. She seemed to still be herself, at least the same self he had first met. Her will must be strong.
David continued, "In here, they've got the upper hand. They keep us well contained. We've got to outsmart them."
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Post by Da Pwny on Apr 9, 2008 17:47:12 GMT -5
She listened to these two, resisting the urge to scoff and give away her cover; even though technically she was asleep, she'd never go into deep sleep here... too many risks, too many issues to deal with.
Her ears perked up slightly at the mentioning of 'outsmart them'... it took quite a bit more energy to contain her giggling at the silliness of these people... did they really think they could play mind games against them? No... she knew the most about how things worked around here... in the past three months, she'd shown 'them' what a good girl she was, or rather, how she could act. No... mind games were not the answer; what she did was, and that was playing along. In here, the worse you acted, the worse you were treated. Simple as that. And it had only taken her one day to figure that out.
She had vollunteered to do everything, anything, that she felt capable of doing, from washing and cleaning to serving the other inmates. It was all a farce, of course, but it kept her on the good side with most of the guards... she always stuck to areas where people, and maybe a camera or two, were, as those be the only safe areas... anywhere else and she could risk rape, or worse. In the background, however, she was noting exits, plotting routes, and had memorized guard patterns down to the wire with ease. She knew exactly how to disable the cameras without being seen, she knew every trick that the building had to offer... and how to overcome it. All of it was stored away in her mind, and her skills of remembering would make even the most brilliant criminal mastermind gape in awe at her skill of plotting, preparing, and executing her ideas...
She also knew of one more factor that could come in handy... It was locked away, deep in the basement, where no one but the bravest guards (or newest, to "toughen" them up... in other words, scare them sh**less) ventured, where the worst of the worst cases was contained. Those that had to be restrained 24/7, 365 days a year, until they rotted away down there... those that had to be force-fed because letting them feed themselves could have disastrous consequences, if they were fed at all...
She knew of one, and had dared to meet her only once, but around the presence of such evil, even she, the most controlled and knowledgeable person she knew of, lost her nerve. But even that briefest of moments had bonded the two, for even a single visit to meet them took more courage than a fool could counter with stupidity... Such evils they had committed, such instability they possessed, that they were considered a danger at ALL times, even to themselves... Such malice that even the guards treated them with a certain kind of respect... Shar knew of one that would make the little girl's atrocities look like a runaway case, and she knew her well enough that soon, very soon, she might be able to muster up the courage to visit her again on her rounds from the kitchen to deliver her food, just like last time...
*if someone wants to play as her, please say so in the discussion. otherwise i'll post a profile for her before the end of the week :3*
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Post by whiterabbit on Apr 10, 2008 7:32:12 GMT -5
The guy's first response was rather odd. Was it his illness that made him say that, or was it his way of telling a joke? Either way, there was no smile or laugh to follow, just a shake of the head. Cassie almost gave up at that moment, thinking he didn't have enough sane mind left to maybe pull this off with her, but he kept talking.
So he had been planning something. I knew someone had to be. She turned to the murderous girl when he did, but her mind was elsewhere, trying to count up the people she saw potential in. Maybe it could be possible.
Cassie turned back to David. "Outsmart them." She repeated, her brain ticking. "Either outsmart them or scare the sh*t out of them." She turned in her seat a bit, scanning the room. "Who else do you think is not completely hopeless yet?"
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