Madame Gunthrie's Academy for Unstable Children (possible romance, all accepted)

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    Name: The names Faith Lindsay
    Age: Yep, I'm 17. My last year here, before I am free. Yes!
    Gender: Just a regular teenage girl.
    Reason for MGAUC: They call me delusional-yeah right. My family just wants me locked up, away from them. To them, I am a disgrace. Ok, ok, I can be a little delusional. Weird,if you will, but the correct term is delusional.
    Looks: Most call me pretty, tall and slim, but I think otherwise. I have blue green, turquoise eyes. I don't wear make up-seriously, what's the point?
    Personality: I am pretty friendly, but it takes a bit of time for me to fully open up to you and trust you. I am very loyal and will stick by my true friends in everything and anything. I, pretty brave and once out of my shell I am outgoing and adventurous. But I do, however, follow most rules. I don't like getting in trouble or getting noticed, so I stick to the shadows.
    Other: :)

    OOC: Welcome, this is an rp thread as well, so feel free.


    IC: The little girl came closer, Alice knew to run, but she frozen. 'No, nonononono Not again." she kept chanting in her mind. Her feet began throbbing, telling her to run, but she couldn't. Mustering all the courage she still had, she painfully reached for the door, opened it, ran inside and slammed it shut, just before the last light turned off. With wavering breaths, she slid down the door, cradling her knees. She soon fell asleep that way.

    Faith cringed, putting her hands over her ears. She looked around.
    "Get out of here, you stupid excuse for a human!" Faith cringed at her mothers words that echoed in her head. But she was just imagining it...Right? Imagining that her mother was there before her, with the kind smile that she'd worn before everything else. Faith sighed again. "Help me."she muttered.

    (Faith) I cringed again, imagining that my mother was coming to beat me again. "You freak!" Her voice screams in my mind, I imagine her there before me with her heavy wooden stick. I here the screams of other echoing around me, chilling me to the bone. Things would be so much better if I had someone to talk to. I quickly run back to my room and lock the door tightly, trying to block out the noise.

    OOC: Okey-Dokey ;D


    IC: Alice woke with a snort. 'Oww.' she said in pain as she rubbed her neck. 'Note to self; never sleep like that again." The clock said 6:45. She heaved herself up and flew to the dresser. Picking random clothes, she put on a simple grey tank, her usually skinny jeans, and a pair of sneakers.

    "Yikes!" I exclaimed. "I really need to get going." I pull on some mismatched clothes-dark grey skinny jeans and a silver tank top. I quickly ran a brush through my hair and slipped on some sandals. 'Another day." I sigh.

    A horrid bell rang through the halls and students filed out. Alice had no time to brush her hair, so she threw it up in a messy bun. Grabbing her back, she made it to room 132, Mr. Roberts class. With one foot in the door, the bell rang. Algebraic equations covered every inch of the board. The white walls taunted her, faces coming through them, she feared one of them was the little girl's.

    Faith hurried in, looking around the white room with hate and sat down. 'Mr.Roberts class, just my luck.' She thought grumpily. She spotted a girl half inside the classroom, half out. "H-h-hi." Faith mumbled. "I'm Faith." She said.

    Alice saw the other student, wondering if she was real or not. No one ever talked to her. "Hi." She responded.

    Faith wondered if the girl was a memory... She grinned at Alice. "I haven't seen you around before." She said.

    "Heh, yea. I mostly keep to my dorm." She said finding a seat



    OOC: Sorry they're short I'm at school on my iPod xD

    Devin ~ James


    Age: 16


    Gender: Male


    Reason for MGAUC: Has insomnia, mind sparks, twisted, slightly perverted, and neurotic

    Personality: ...


    Other: Will Add to this later. I'm doing something right now, and want to get this in.

    Jay shrugged her shoulders and ran to her first class of the day. She skipped to her seat, as if nothing bad had happened today. She pulled out her supplies and smiled dumbly.

    OOC: Alright, welcome


    IC: Mr. Roberts continued to drone on, and Alice's mind began to drift. Small mice with doll heads battled on her desk. The clock ticked evily in her face. "45 more minutes" she whined in her head. After he assigned the homework, she slammed her head on the desk, her hair fanning out over the entire, written in desk.

    I hurried into the room and sat down. After apologizing for being late, I explained that I forgot to set my alarm. I stared out the window. Were people coming for me? Was I too unstable? I thought the teachers told that I was to bad to be in this school. They told me about the places we went to if were to crazy for thie place. Asylums didn't sound fun. Sitting in solitary the whole time. My foot tapped impatiently.

    Name:Dagonet Harsith Adonis Aceveds, He prefers being addressed as Harsith opposed to Dagonet...
    Age: Eleven.
    Gender: Male
    Reason for MGAUC: ....He's peculiar... polite... Schizophrenia? Some social disorder? Harsith is never angry, never violent, never rude and inconsiderate on purpose... His parents couldn't handle it, because he was just too, different.
    Looks: Harsith has the frame of a boy who would be about the age of ten or eleven, though a thin and elegant one at that. His skin is slightly pale and lips a delicate shade of pink, with this his hair is a light blonde with a fluffy texture to it. Though it appears as if something is off with his eyes, for they are a dark forest green that seem just out of place on his face. Harsith always holds himself with perfect etiquette, always sure of his next foot hold but light on his feet.
    Personality: Harsith is polite, dutifully so in a way that at some point in time may get seriously annoying and in another makes him seem rather dull. He has a seemingly never ending amount of patience and gentleness. Harsith is delighted to help others, but, he is often not sure how he can. Harsith does not really see catastrophic in a way most would, nor does he see beauty in the way most do. To him all people, traits, skills, features, everything, is all completely whimsical and spellboundingly beautiful. He's odd, and that's kinda obvious.
    Other: Pfft, probably.

    OOC: Welcome, this is an Rp thread as well, so just jump in.


    IC: Once again the tinny bell rang, making Alice shoot to her feet. "Finally!" she celebrated in her head. Anyplace was better than Mr. Roberts class. The messy bun on her head, started to fall, so she took out the breaking band and let her light brunette hair fall over her shoulders.