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  • Creepypasta Asylum
    Have you ever heard of Creepypasta? Well here some of the most dangerously insane and psychotic killers are being held. This is very simple and it's not supposed to be complex. If you are interested in Creepypasta but don't know what they are, you can read one at Creepypasta.wikia.com, some I'd reccommend are Jeff the Killer, Slenderman, The Rake, or Eyeless Jack, or The Strider. Basically they are horror stories of psychotic killers and/or mythical creatures. Below is a Form, some Rules, and my Forms.


    Rules


    * Maximum of only three characters
    * Demonic forms are welcome but they must also have a human form
    * Excessive gore, such as exposure of the entrails, stomach, etc. is not allowed, only blood and some bone
    * No powerplaying, godmodding, etc.
    * Put your favorite Creepypasta in the "Other:" part of the Form if you read this!


    Form


    Display Name:
    Character's Name:
    Gender:
    Age:
    What are they? (Pyschotic killer, etc.):
    Why are they in the Asylum?:
    Appearance (Description and/or Pictures are welcome):
    Personality:
    Sane or Insane?:
    How Dangerous are they? (10-50):
    Room Number:
    Other:


    My Form


    Display Name: ··¤(`×[¤ єуєℓєѕѕ נα¢к ¤]×´)¤··
    Character's Name: Stitchy
    Gender: Male
    Age: 28 in human form only
    What are they?: He is a psychotic killer, is mentally insane, and cannibalistic
    Why are they in the Asylum?: Stitchy was brought in to be kept from murdering others and dining on their flesh
    Appearance: Stitchy is a six foot tall male with a black hoodie and tattered jeans. He has no eyes, just empty sockets and he has a stitched in smile on his face. He cannot talk and his thin arms have many stitches in them. His fingers end in points like they had been carved out and his hands have no features, like paper, but three demensional. He has black hair that stands up slightly and he wears black Converse shoes. In the Asylum he wears the average white clothing and a straight jacket.
    Personality: Stitchy is a very quiet, insane person. He will try to get his hands on anyone and attempt to eat them, so he is very dangerous. Knives and any sort of weapon are to be kept out of his reach in anyway possible.
    Sane or Insane?: Insane
    How Dangerous are they? (10-50): He is considered very dangerous so I would call him about 44
    Room Number: His is all scratched up.
    Other: When he became a Creepypasta, he was given another side, a Demon side to collect the souls he killed. He was just recently caught. My favorite Pasta is Eyeless Jack (Duh).
    His Pasta!: http://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/Stitchy


    Members of the Asylum


    Stitchy


    Shi


    Tobias Prince


    Coy


    Jayden


    Shadow



    Remember to follow all Rules, respect others, and have fun!

    The post was edited 1 time, last by ··¤(`×[¤ єуєℓєѕѕ נα¢к ¤]×´)¤·· ().

  • Display Name: bloodynightmare
    Character's Name: Shi (death in japanese)
    Gender: Female
    Age: 25 in human
    What are they? (Pyschotic killer, etc.): Pyschotic killer
    Why are they in the Asylum?: Shi went on a rampage, it was called Chibara, (Blood Rose) because she slaughtered over 1,000 people, claiming that the voices in her head said they were bad, and she left rose petals at every crime scene
    Appearance (Description and/or Pictures are welcome):
    [img width=496 height=510]http://img1.cdn.crunchyroll.co…d6c4bf1225777379_full.jpg[/img]
    Personality: sadistic, random, weird, goes dead silent when upset, she can kill with almost anything, but prefers swords and daggers, oh and she bites people, ALOT
    Sane or Insane?: definately insane
    How Dangerous are they? (10-50): 42, maybe 40, idk
    Room Number: It was burned off when she decided it would be fun to somehow catch the hallway on fire outside her room
    Other: Slenderman, and Eyeless Jack sounds pretty cool

  • Display Name: InkSick
    Character's Name: Tobias Prince
    Gender: Male
    Age: 28
    What are they? (Pyschotic killer, etc.): Creature
    Why are they in the Asylum?: Tobias had a horrible run-in with a malevolent, demon-like entity. He never goes into detail about what exactly happened but the result ended with him being cursed. He is forced to transform into a horrible, hulking monster (which I will describe in detail later in the rp) in his sleep or instances where he is weak or mentally unstable. He admitted himself to facility after killing someone.
    Appearance (Description and/or Pictures are welcome): Tobias' hair is long, brown, and poorly kept after weeks of neglect. His eyes are a greenish grey. He is of average height and is extremely underweight. He is, overall, very physically weak.
    Personality: The man himself is very kind and timid. He wouldn't hurt a fly. He is very quiet but prefers to make some sort of conversation with the other patients. He is able to discuss things with the staff as well.
    Sane or Insane?: Despite the occasional breakdown or stressful moment, Tobias is a sane man. The creature is forced to become, however, is a complete animal.
    How Dangerous are they? (10-50): Tobias, the man, is completely harmless while the beast is up in the 40-45 range. He is kept in heavy restraints and chains 24/7; he even has a shock collar.
    Room Number: 086
    Other: BEN Drowned.

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    [size=24]··¤(`×[¤ єуєℓєѕѕ נα¢к ¤]×´)¤··

    Your hands are warm against my heart
    Unlike the knife you used to cut
    The hole you fill so comfortably
    But now I'm pouring out my guts
    I will make room I'll empty out
    I'll make sure you can move about
    I'll change my everything for you
    Just keep on doing what you do





























    OOC: Stitchy just arrived in the Asylum, so we'll take off from there!


    Stitchy
    Stitchy was shoved into one of the cells. "Cannibal." Stitchy hears one of them mutter. He tries to pull free from the straight jacket, but it doesn't budge. He goes to the back of the room and flops down against the concrete wall.

  • Display Name: ᴀsʜғᴜʀ
    Character's Name: Coy ("Woods" or "Quiet Place")
    Gender: Male
    Age: 18
    What are they? (Pyschotic killer, etc.): Stalker, Psychotic Killer
    Why are they in the Asylum?: Coy was captured after stalking and then proceeding to brutally murder various men and women who stayed home unaccompanied.
    Appearance (Description and/or Pictures are welcome): He wears a gray, long-sleeved shirt and has dark brown hair. His eyes are a richer shade of brown.
    He wears blue jeans, and usually looks anxious. His fingers will twitch at random moments.
    Personality: He is very timid and barely talks, though he sometimes follows the other asylum members around. Occasionally he will put his hand in his sleeve and feel for something, before he remembers his knife has been taken away.
    Coy is drawn to sharp objects, and will do almost anything to make or get one.
    Sane or Insane?: Coy is is probably around 60% sane, and 40% insane.
    How Dangerous are they? (10-50): 25, he is quite harmless when not in possession of a weapon.
    Room Number: 016
    Other: I think Axe, Candle, Rope was pretty interesting. Scared me for a few nights, though. XD


    Display Name: ᴀsʜғᴜʀ
    Character's Name: Jayden (Can be shortened to "Jay")
    Gender: Male
    Age: 19
    What are they? (Pyschotic killer, etc.): Psychotic killer, Cannibal
    Why are they in the Asylum?: Jayden had an obsession with cats, stray cats especially he had grown to love. These cats, naturally, went hungry.
    He used a steel pipe to kill whoever was nearest when the cats wanted to eat, and they would start feasting on the body. Jay joined in on the meal as well.
    Appearance (Description and/or Pictures are welcome): He wears a bright yellow shirt with a smiling face on it, and has his hands covered with bandages. He wears rough, scratched jeans and has dirty blond hair.
    Personality: He is awfully confident, not afraid to talk to or taunt any of the other residents. He enjoys picking on them, actually. Even those that are far stronger than he is.
    This usually gets him in deep trouble, but he doesn't actually mind. To him it's just more scars and bandages.
    Jay is entranced by cats and cat-like behavior, and misses his own group of felines dearly. He doesn't actually enjoy the taste of human flesh.
    Sane or Insane?: He is around 38% insane and 62% sane.
    How Dangerous are they? (10-50): 34. He has a bit of brute strength, but his younger age and the fact that he lacks a weapon means he is not enough to pose too much of a threat.
    Room Number: 025
    Other: Abooove~

    The post was edited 1 time, last by ᴀsʜғᴜʀ ().

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    [size=24]··¤(`×[¤ єуєℓєѕѕ נα¢к ¤]×´)¤··

    Your hands are warm against my heart
    Unlike the knife you used to cut
    The hole you fill so comfortably
    But now I'm pouring out my guts
    I will make room I'll empty out
    I'll make sure you can move about
    I'll change my everything for you
    Just keep on doing what you do





























    OOC: Oh how wonderful, more cannibalism. Accepted! You can start as soon as you want!

  • (OOC: Thank you~)

    [size=14]C O Y


    The boy's head only shifted slightly when he heard the commotion. By the sound of it, another inmate had just arrived.
    It didn't matter much anyways, Coy definitely wasn't planning on becoming friends. He barely wanted to speak to anyone here at all. He returned to his previous activities, bouncing a small ball he'd found under his bed against the wall.
    The warden didn't bother to take it from him, what could he possibly kill with a stupid ball?


    [size=14]J A Y D E N


    Jay immediately stood up when he heard the sounds, gripping the bars on the window of his door.
    "Can I see the new guy?"
    He'd directed the question at a passing keeper, probably new. He looked nervous.
    How fun.
    The blond put on the widest grin he could, staring straight at him.
    [color=black]"N-no!"
    the guard stuttered, pushing his hand through the bars to shove the boy's head back before running away.
    [color=beige]"Rude..."
    he muttered after the figure, jumping backwards onto his bed and sighing.

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    [size=24]··¤(`×[¤ єуєℓєѕѕ נα¢к ¤]×´)¤··

    Your hands are warm against my heart
    Unlike the knife you used to cut
    The hole you fill so comfortably
    But now I'm pouring out my guts
    I will make room I'll empty out
    I'll make sure you can move about
    I'll change my everything for you
    Just keep on doing what you do





























    OOC:


    Stitchy
    Stitchy wriggled around in the straight jacket. How the hell are we supposed to live with these on? He thought ignorantly. Getting up from his slouchy position, he stumbled over to the door. Since he couldn't exactly talk he tried to get attention by nudging the door with his foot.

  • [size=14]J A Y D E N


    At the sound, he headed to the door again. It seemed the new guy's cell was lined up diagonally from him.
    He looked him over, and grinned."Hey, what's your name? A straight jacket, huh. You must have done something sick."
    Jay waited for the reply, before squinting and noticing the stitches over the man's mouth.
    [color=beige]"Oh, can't talk, can you. I'll call you Stitchy, yeah? You look freaky"

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    [size=24]··¤(`×[¤ єуєℓєѕѕ נα¢к ¤]×´)¤··

    Your hands are warm against my heart
    Unlike the knife you used to cut
    The hole you fill so comfortably
    But now I'm pouring out my guts
    I will make room I'll empty out
    I'll make sure you can move about
    I'll change my everything for you
    Just keep on doing what you do





























    OOC:


    Stitchy
    Stitchy looked up. He didn't exactly know were the inmate was but he could feel his presence and knew which way his voice was coming from.

  • [size=14]J A Y D E N


    "Did you hear me? Do something." he prompted, shaking the bars impatiently. "Dance for me!" he jeered.
    Just then, a guard walked over to his cell. "It is 'free' time. You know what this means, yes, Jayden? You must remain within prison grounds, no fighting-"
    [color=beige]"Yeah, yeah. I get you."
    the boy replied, face lifting as his door came unlocked. He snatched the pair of handcuffs from the man, slipping them on as if he'd done it a thousand times. The warden nodded when he was satisfied, then left.
    At Stitchy's cell - and every other prisoner's cell, of course - much the same thing was happening.

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    [size=24]··¤(`×[¤ єуєℓєѕѕ נα¢к ¤]×´)¤··

    Your hands are warm against my heart
    Unlike the knife you used to cut
    The hole you fill so comfortably
    But now I'm pouring out my guts
    I will make room I'll empty out
    I'll make sure you can move about
    I'll change my everything for you
    Just keep on doing what you do





























    OOC:


    Stitchy
    Stitchy headed over to Jayden, trying to get a picture in his mind of the scene around him.

  • Tobias lifted his head. He hadn't slept in days; he was only allowed sleep when he absolutely needed it. The doctors gave him steady doses of stimulant drugs to keep him awake. Anyone else would go crazy, he wasban exception. Tobias listened in on the other inmates' one-sided conversation.

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    [size=24]··¤(`×[¤ єуєℓєѕѕ נα¢к ¤]×´)¤··

    Your hands are warm against my heart
    Unlike the knife you used to cut
    The hole you fill so comfortably
    But now I'm pouring out my guts
    I will make room I'll empty out
    I'll make sure you can move about
    I'll change my everything for you
    Just keep on doing what you do





























    OOC:


    Stitchy
    Stitchy began to get the picture in his mind. He saw a shorter boy, about eightteen maybe? Dirty blonde hair..