Somniumstasis: A Horror RP

[Fniff]

Right, all my RPs are dead, so I have to make another, and I will stick to this!

You fall asleep. It has been the same as always. Ever since you came to the hospital you commonly fell asleep and dreamt another nightmare, between the horrific hours you spend, on the bed, as doctors and nurses, who you have come to hate, pump you full of morphine.

The Drugs Won't Help The Nightmares.

You come to the dream world. The Hospital, twisted. But wait.. There is some people! They are in the same boat as you. Is this hell? Are you being used for some sort of perpose? Are you dying? Where are you?

Welcome to Somniumstasis

Character Sheet

Name:
Age:
Personality:
Appearance:
Accident(This is what made your character be paralyzed.):
Philosophy(What your character thinks. This will affect the environment around you):

Here is mine.

Name:Jack
Age:39
Personality: Nervous and timid. He tries to stay out of trouble. Wants to die, badly. Often thinks his waking life is a fate worse then death.
Appearance:Hoodie,curly brownish hair. Grey eyes.
Accident(This is what made your character be paralyzed.): Severed main nerve from a knife cut.
Philosophy(What your character thinks. This will affect the environment around you): Basically, he is beginning to hate life, and all it entails. Used to be an upbeat guy, but that has been torn away, only leaving behind light in a dark mind.

5 people needed. Prepare for the madness.

 

[Cherry Cola]

Name: Patrick
Age: 24
Personality: Friendly and helpful, loves to be there for people
Appearance: 6'3", has a brown jacket, gray hair, green eyes, and a friendly face.
Accident: While trying to catch the buss, he stepped on an old landmine out on a field by accident
Philosophy: All people have a good side, and that side needs to be nurtured.

 

[Fniff]

Name: Patrick
Age: 24
Personality: Friendly and helpful, loves to be there for people
Appearance: 6'3", has a brown jacket, gray hair, green eyes, and a friendly face.
Accident: While trying to catch the buss, he stepped on an old landmine out on a field by accident
Philosophy: All people have a good side, and that side needs to be nurtured.

Approved!

2 down, 3 to go.

 

[cambodiancam]

Name: Cramisch
Age: 23
Personality: Bipolar so it differs.
Appearance: Short blond hair, Blue eyes.
Accident(This is what made your character be paralyzed.): Stroke
Philosophy(What your character thinks. This will affect the environment around you): He's insane, then kind, then over compulsive, And everything in between.

 

[Fniff]

Name: Cramisch
Age: 23
Personality: Bipolar so it differs.
Appearance: Short blond hair, Blue eyes.
Accident(This is what made your character be paralyzed.): Stroke
Philosophy(What your character thinks. This will affect the environment around you): He's insane, then kind, then over compulsive, And everything in between.

Approved!

2 to go!

 

[TheSentinel]

Name: Sid Harrington
Age: 22
Personality: Careless, laid back.
Appearance: About 6'1", medium build. Medium length black hair.
Accident: Shot in a mugging attempt.
Philosophy: Life is nothing but a ride, and if you worry too much, you could fall out of it.

 

[Fniff]

Name: Sid Harrington
Age: 22
Personality: Careless, laid back.
Appearance: About 6'1", medium build. Medium length black hair.
Accident: Shot in a mugging attempt.
Philosophy: Life is nothing but a ride, and if you worry too much, you could fall out of it.

Approved!

Oh... ONE TO GOOOO!

 

[ThreeWords]

I'll give this a try, but I can't promise I'll do very well.

Name: Jon Shannow
Age: 24
Personality: Jon prefers to weigh everything in the balance, trying to predict the effect of his actions rather than rush blindly into everything
Appearance: Tall, lean but muscled, short ginger-brown hair.
Accident: Run down by a drunken joyrider
Philosophy: Life is what you make of it. It doesn't hate you or like you, and there is no such thing as luck and fate, only probability affected by the work of man. Equally, people are not good or bad, only the sum of the actions and memories.

 

[Fniff]

Spoiler

I'll give this a try, but I can't promise I'll do very well.

Name: Jon Shannow
Age: 24
Personality: Jon prefers to weigh everything in the balance, trying to predict the effect of his actions rather than rush blindly into everything
Appearance: Tall, lean but muscled, short ginger-brown hair.
Accident: Run down by a drunken joyrider
Philosophy: Life is what you make of it. It doesn't hate you or like you, and there is no such thing as luck and fate, only probability affected by the work of man. Equally, people are not good or bad, only the sum of the actions and memories.

Approved! Right, first post

Jack woke up, in his hospital room. He tried to move. He couldn't. It was reality. He tried to cry, to scream, but he couldn't. He started to hyperventilate.

A doctor came in, and pumped him full of sedative.

Jack woke up again. He was in a dream, an imperfect copy of the hospital room. He jumped up and started to break medical equipment.

He stopped, and fell down, And started to cry.

"Someone hear me, I want someone to hear me.." He gasped.

He saw a person. He walked over to see.

 

[ThreeWords]

Jon's mind swam. He remebered walking across the street, a terrible screeching noise, and a huge impact. For a while, he had lain there, broken and bleeding. SOmone was screaming, but it wasn't him. He couldn't even talk

Later there were sirens, and a voice asking questions. Then, something pricked his arm, and the pain retreated, though it remained, a short distance off, waiting to pounce. A voice told himhe would be alright.

Again, he surfaced, this time in a hospital, to the sound of man crying. For a momeent, he feared it was himself, and was ashamed, but as he grew more aware he saw a man lying on the floor, gasping and sobbing in terror

"Someone hear me, I want someone to hear me.."

Jon climbed out of bed, and somewhere at the back of his mind, a voice said [sup]But you're legs are broken[/sup]. He ignored it.

He moved over to the crying man, "Hush, hush, I'm here" he said softly, "I hear you. What do you need?"

 

[Fniff]

Jack looked up. The Man looked back at him.

"What are you doing here? This isn't real. Whoever you are, you need to wake up. It'll only be a while until the nightmares come.." Jack looked around. "I have been knocked out for days now, it's always the same dream. Get out. Quickly. They will come.." Jack looked for a light source.

 

[ThreeWords]

Jon frowned, thinking the man mad, then things began to fall into place. The abscence of people, the eerie silence, the way his body was not broken and smashed like a forgotten, unwanted rag doll. He shuddered as the strange, savage image came into his mind.

 

[Fniff]

"What's--- Oh no." Jack heard the screaming. He grabbed a nearby medical light and shined it in the direction. He backed to the wall.

"Whatever you do, do not stop looking at them. It just makes it worse." Jack said as a few screaming masses of metal and flesh came running at them.

 

[Cherry Cola]

Patrick woke up, strapped to a hospital bed. Quickly to panic, he started screaming for help.

 

[ThreeWords]

Spoiler: I'm going away for Christmas

I'm going away for Christmas, so I'll be inactive till the 28th. I might be able to post before then, but I can't promise

 

[Fniff]

Jack heard the screaming, but had to wait for the monsters to stop coming at them. After a couple of minutes, he ran towards the source of the screaming, leaving the light for The man.

He kicked the door in, and saw a person strapped to a bed.

 

[Cherry Cola]

Chocked at the sudden entrance of Jack, Patrick goes quiet for a fraction of a second. Then he grabs a hold of himself.
"Please help me out of here." he says to the man who just kicked in the door.

 

[Fniff]

Jack ran and started to get rid of the straps, but was interupted by something jumping on his back when he was undoing the last strap. He tried to shake it off, but it was digging into his back.

"PLEASE, SHINE THE LIGHT ON ME!" Jack screamed.

 

[Cherry Cola]

Patrick, having his arms now free, reacted quickly and successfully knocked over a lamp beside the bed, which shined light over Jack.

 

[Fniff]

The Creature screamed, and ran off. Jack managed to get his senses together to ask a question.

"What's your name?" Jack asked.