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Nov 22, 2010 2:56:36 GMT -5
Post by cyra on Nov 22, 2010 2:56:36 GMT -5
Tristan stood in the hallway. He was trying to decide whether or not to go in his room or to go out and try socializing. His room was probably bugged. He bit his lip and stared ahead blankly. You better not go in there...It's a trap! Find a way out! They'll catch you here! The voices were getting bothersome. He rubbed his fingers against his temples, but it didn't exactly help. Footsteps interrupted the voices for a moment and he looked up. Tristan recognized Clovis, another repeat visitor, walking toward him.
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Dec 3, 2010 15:14:01 GMT -5
Post by tzara on Dec 3, 2010 15:14:01 GMT -5
Tristan stood for a moment too long, and Clovis's eyes fell on him, a wicked, broad, gleeful smile stretching his face. A moment later he was on his back on the floor, an overjoyed Clovis perched on his chest. "Tristan!" Clovis howled, lovestruck. "My darling! I knew you would come back for me!"
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Jan 19, 2011 15:38:01 GMT -5
Post by Vira on Jan 19, 2011 15:38:01 GMT -5
Ezzie was trying her hardest to listen to Damien, but she just couldn't concentrate. Finally, she stood and started walking toward the far wall that marked the edge of the facility. She stopped at the wall and waited. Sure enough, she saw it again: a dark shadow whipping across her vision and out of site. They were back.
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Jan 19, 2011 16:02:39 GMT -5
Post by tzara on Jan 19, 2011 16:02:39 GMT -5
Damien noticed Ezzie's expression change, her eyes flitting back and forth to find nothing.
"Is something the matter, Ezzie?" He quietly queried, peering at her face.
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Jan 28, 2011 19:45:13 GMT -5
Post by Vira on Jan 28, 2011 19:45:13 GMT -5
Ezzie continued to stare at the dark trees outside the wall. They cast minacing shadows upon the yard as the sun sank low on the horizon. She slowly turned her head toward Damien. "Watch for them. Listen for them. Feel for them. They are here." With that, she continued to stare into the woods without a single sign that she would speak again. She did not blink, nor did her chest move with her breath. It was as if she had frozen...
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Feb 12, 2011 14:57:45 GMT -5
Post by cyra on Feb 12, 2011 14:57:45 GMT -5
Tristan couldn't help but smile and let out a short laugh at Clovis's outburst. Clovis was about the only person he liked here. He had made a very good friend here named Cyrus, who had bi-polar. They still talked and visited each other too. But Cyrus wasn't a repeat visitor. "Hey. How are you doing Clovis?" He asked as Clovis came over to him.
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Feb 14, 2011 17:48:03 GMT -5
Post by tzara on Feb 14, 2011 17:48:03 GMT -5
The amorous Clovis did not respond to Tristan's query, as his face had drilled itself into Tristan's neck. "You took too long!" he bawled. "I was afraid you were never going to come back. You're here to take me home, aren't you? Aren't you, precious?" With great, wide eyes, Clovis stared up at Tristan, the picture of sad, pathetic, innocent desperation.
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Feb 17, 2011 21:15:07 GMT -5
Post by Vira on Feb 17, 2011 21:15:07 GMT -5
Ezzie heard Damien leave and smiled. He was gone, she was alone, which meant she could open the door.
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Feb 18, 2011 15:34:20 GMT -5
Post by tzara on Feb 18, 2011 15:34:20 GMT -5
As Ezzie was left alone, a small nurse at the other side of the room, who had been standing quietly until now, suddenly cried out. While the patrons of the social room watched, she fell to the ground, gasping and howling as some invisible unknown battered her body. Ezzie gasped as she saw the great black demon curled over the woman, tearing her to shreds with its long grey claws. The door was unopened, and yet the monsters were already wreaking havoc!
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Feb 18, 2011 22:15:26 GMT -5
Post by flowerchild on Feb 18, 2011 22:15:26 GMT -5
Nancy, another nurse across the room, watched in horror as her friend Tracy writhed in pain on the fresh green grass. It was as if some unkown force was tearing at her flesh and soul. OOC- New character? Name: Nancy Harwood Job: Nurse in Building 2, but sometimes in other buildings. Personality: Kind and caring, but stern when needed. Loves to help others. Looks: Long black hair that is pulled back into a tight bun every day. Bright green eyes that have a shine of kindness to them. All the patients love her.
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Feb 18, 2011 22:46:44 GMT -5
Post by Vira on Feb 18, 2011 22:46:44 GMT -5
OOC- I love the character, Flower!
BIC- Ezzie stared in awe, excitement, and horror at the scene before her. She could run toward the demon and try to scare it away from the nurse, but at the same time, this wasn't a baby demon. This was a full grown and very hungry demon. And, if you know what's best for you, you will try not to go near the demon until it has fed on a human soul.
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Mar 8, 2011 15:49:51 GMT -5
Post by tzara on Mar 8, 2011 15:49:51 GMT -5
The demon slowed in its rending of the nurse's flesh to turn its dark head and stare with golden eyes at Ezzie, then at Nancy. It was calculating, Ezzie could tell. Which one was weakest? Which one could it kill most easily?
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Mar 8, 2011 16:57:32 GMT -5
Post by Vira on Mar 8, 2011 16:57:32 GMT -5
The demon's head swiveled at incredible angles as it looked around. It slowly rose from the nurses torn body and began to glide/walk towards Ezzie in a slow, determined way. Ezzie began to back toward the outer wall until her back was pressed against it. When the demon was close enough, she whispere, "I am the one that set you free. Why do you hunt me?"
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Mar 8, 2011 20:08:41 GMT -5
Post by tzara on Mar 8, 2011 20:08:41 GMT -5
The way it spoke was almost indescribable. It was a rumble in her mind, like the voice in her head when she thought what she was reading. Its sould was the embodiment of anger and darkness, and she felt her arms and legs begin to spasm as its face arrived in front of hers, dark and twisted and covered in painful-looking, oozing boils. "You are not the master here, child." It hissed.
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Mar 9, 2011 15:14:22 GMT -5
Post by Vira on Mar 9, 2011 15:14:22 GMT -5
Ezzie fought against the demon's control over her body. It was like a creeping shadow slowly taking over her body: completely invisible, but deadly. She fought with all her might, but knew she had no chance. She heard a scream before all went black.
OOC: LOL, I just realized that almost all of my characters end up passing out or dieing... I don't know what happened to her yet... XD
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