The Asylum RP (IN PROGRESS, APPLICANTS TO CONTACT ME IN PMS)

[AgDr_ODST]

Having finished her food Ziva got up and disgarded her tray in the usual place where she put it that wasn't where she was supposed to....not so much for wanting to cause problems...more because apart from the more deranged inmates and her having to put people down who on occasion messed with it was rather dull. That done she wandered over to a random table where everyone seemed to be congregating. "I heard no mention of poison....then again I did just get here" Ziva replied to Tom now that she suddenly feeling like talking.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Louis rubbed his eyes a bit and noticed that no one was there. No one had been there at all. He sighed, sadly and he hunched back over again. Since no one was here, he got nervous again until he remembered, he wasn't allowed out of the hall until his nurses came for him, and gave him his medication. His eyes looked around the empty, dim hall way and he began to take on an appearance of childlike terror. He knew something was here. He felt soething watching him. He didn't know what, but it frightened him. It had been haunting him forever. Waiting in his room, beneath his covers semed like a good idea to him. He quickly turned around and walked, quickly, back into his room and hid himself under his covers, like a small child. He had hardly gotten any sleep the niht before, constantly being awoken by his conscience sending him messagges through the form of nightmares, and then kept awake by his own paranoia and his auditory and visual hallucinations. Wrappin the covers around his body, like a sort of protective coccoon, he twiddled with his fingers and waited for his nurses to come and bring him his medication and the salvation of human companionship.

 

[Rainboq]

Spoiler: WE HAVE A GROUP!

http://www.escapistmagazine.com/groups/view/The-Asylum-RP

 

[AgDr_ODST]

"oooh It was nothing...I've disarmed many an armed man and put down fools with knives....he was just a nuisance...being taught Krav-Maga by Mossads best makes such a thing 2nd nature. As for your offer If its allowed I would love to...just don't hold back...I've not had any sort of challenge in years. And I am Ziva."

 

[SteakHeart]

Spoiler: Rainboq

Nice user group description.

Spoiler: Fury

Louis needs his peelz?

"Fair enough," Ines said. Then, it hit her what the man had said. "Did you just say four hundred years?" she asked. "Am I being punked or something?" As far as she knew, people didn't live that long in real life.

"I'll bet he's a vampire!" her pants said to her.

 

[Rainboq]

Kimiko blinked and looked around, suddenly sensing a momentary reprieve from the prying eyes of others, she looked around forlornly for a second before calmly and discretely getting up from the table, walking to the cafeteria entrance. She did a quick scan to see if anyone was following her before proceeding to skip towards her workshop, whistling a happy tune.

She stopped abruptly when she heard clicking noises from the knee that had smashed into the table. She bent down, peeling down her stark white stocking, revealing the point of marriage where her upper thigh ended and her robotic prosthetic began. She opened up a panel on the knee and swore, sure enough, some parts had been shaken loose. She reached into her pouch and pulled out a little multipurpose tool and repaired the damage before rolling the stocking back up, zipping it to the rest of her clothing and continuing the way she had before.

 

[Emperor Inferno]

Good, she doesn't seem to have noticed....

Jared, who had kept to himself so effectively that no one seemed even to notice him, had followed Kimiko, having found himself mildly interested in her. He froze and receded around a corner to watch her pull down some huge sock and proceed to fenagle at her leg with some kind of... tool.

Curious....

He had heard the clicking noise before but as she stood and continued, the sound was gone.

Bionic leg.... Cool....

He continued following her in absolute silence; as far as he could tell, she had no knowledge of his presence.

Spoiler: POST EDITED AS PER FOLLOWING POST'S INSTRUCTIONS

Thanks, Rainboq. Fixed.

 

[Rainboq]

Spoiler: Inferno

Taking initiative, I like!

Also, she pulled DOWN her STOCKING.

Kimiko skipped back to her room, opening the door and leaving it open as she went inside and came back out carrying a pair of jeans with overalls and a welding mask before resuming her skipping, closing her door behind her.

She continued until she reached the maintenance area of the wing and entering the woman's change room. It took her a minute or so to come out in the jeans, her normal cloths in her hand as she slid the mask on, walked to a room labeled "Workshop". She punched a digit onto the keypad, opened the door and walked in, leaving her clothes on a workbench by the door. She turned to a collection of robots, in various states of completion, grinning, she said, with a crazy gleam in her eyes, "Okay, who needs work?"

Spoiler: Kim in her working clothes(With a little watermarks and stuff, BUT STILL)

 

[Emperor Inferno]

He was very interested in her now, after seeing her mechanical leg, and also in what she might be doing with that equipment, but when he saw Kimiko go towards the changing room, he decided to leave her be.

Don't wanna be a creep, freak her out....

He would observe her later, probably when she wasn't undressing. He quietly turned and strode away at an easy pace.

 

[Rainboq]

Kimiko pulled out some tools and turned her eyes to the robot that needed the most attention, an android. She cackled to herself a bit as she got to work, flipping the welding visor down to shield her eyes as she began welding the larger components in place. The light and crackling sounds from the welding spewing out into the hallway through the open door as the robot's skeletal structure began to form.

 

[Spoonius]

Xander sat quietly in the corner, back pressed tightly against the dank walls, picking through his food with a plastic knife.
He observed those around him, unobtrusively, watching everything that transpired and listening to the various conversations that had sprung up throughout the mess hall. Like always, he made no attempt to interact with his fellow inmates, preferring instead to remain an outsider, a loner.

As he watched, a young black and white-clad girl rose from the nearest table, most likely fed up with the unruly gaggle of psychopaths dining around her. She left the cafeteria, whistling loudly... and clicking.

Clicking?

A few seconds later, he heard the rough, grating sound of a chair being forced backwards, almost inaudible over the din within the room, and cast his gaze towards the source of the noise.
Near the opposite corner of the mess hall stood a tall, lean man, nearly six-and-a-half feet in height, and sporting a distinctive scar across his face. Xander watched as he followed the girl, beady eyes scanning the occupied tables, presumably trying to avoid unwanted attention from any nearby patients or orderlies. In a flash, he was gone.

"Hmmm..." thought Xander. He twirled the plastic knife between his fingers, deep in thought.

 

[Fury Is Me.]

Spoiler: Louis

Needs his pills... But I am too tired to think of a good post for it now, plus, I have school in a while... Give me some time?

 

[SteakHeart]

Spoiler: Rainboq

I'm just waiting for 3W.

 

[Rainboq]

Spoiler: Steakheart

You can start moving OOC stuff to the group

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Marcus wandered the halls,running his hand along the walls as he did so,how he wished his gauntlets were off,how he wished he could corrupt,how he wished he could enforce decay...He was admiring the shininess of it all,it was much different from last time he was allowed out.When he arrived at the mess hall and looked around,that was new,they starved the patients in his day.And there were so many new patients too! He could even smell the death on a few,and could feel the death waiting to get out in others.He took a seat after grabbing some slop.He undid the clips of his mask and pulled it back,then poured it greedily into his great gaping gullet.He then pulled his mask off completely and stared at everybody with his dark voids.

 

[ThreeWords]

"Of course!" said Sharrow carelessly, "I've been here for at least as long, and I certainly haven't worn the rags they say are compulsory. I wouldn't have it! What about you? Have you been here long?"

As Marcus appeared, wolfed down his food and stared around, Sharrow tutted. "Have you no manners, sir? You eat like an animal, and you have not introduced yourself. However, I will happily forgive someone as charming as yourself. My name is Sharrow; I'm pleased to meet you"

He held out a hand, evidently unaware of Marcus' appearance

Spoiler: OOC

Obviously, I've missed something, but I just want to ask WHAT THE HELL? we've got a bunch of (relatively) normal madhouse patients, one of whom appears to be some sort of semi-undead, non-human avatar of decay

There's probably a good reason for this, but I just feel it doesn't quite fit, y'know? Are we gonna get super natural powers ourselves, is Marcus a plot tool, or have I simply missed something?

 

[ThreeWords]

Sharrow blinked, looked blank for a moment, then his face clouded with anger. "I've told you once, Will, that I want nothing to do with you and the fiends you work for! Yet you persist in hounding me, even to the point of interrupting me as I speak to someone else. I was addressing the finer you man here," he paused to favour Marcus with a fond smile, "and you burst in with some ridiculous introduction! I'm of a mind to call you out here and now"

Spoiler: OOC

I do love a little conflict =D