Nightingale Home for the Mentally Unstable(Creepypasta, RP, semi-adv)

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    WELCOME


    [glow=black,3,000]To The Nightingale Home for the Mentally Unstable. Here at Nightingale, we take in only the most criminally insane characters from all over the United States. We are widely known for rehabilitating even the worst of criminals, so they could move on and live semi-normal lives at one of the special homes that we have placed all over the world.


    We are confident in our methods of rehabilitation here, and we are always willing to take in more patients.
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    History


    [glow=black,3,000]Nightingale was founded in 1934 by a man known as Henery James Nightingale. The asylum was open for 57 years before it was shut down for using illegal methods during the rehabilitation of their patients. in 1998, I, Mya Rae Nightingale, re-opened the old asylum as a rehabilitation center for the criminally insane.[/glow]


    Plot


    [glow=black,3,000]Basically, the asylum rehabilitation had been running a bit slow for awhile. They knew there were a lot of killers out there-actually, a lot more than normal-but the cops weren't seemingly able to capture any of them. For a while, at least. One day, all of the sudden, the cops started catching the killers a lot faster and sending them to the asylum, and the Nightingale workers were suddenly extremely busy. No one knows how the cops caught the patients like that, but no one thought much of it, either. At least the threat was decreasing.


    Now, as new patients arrive, the psychologists and other workers started noticing a difference in their new patients to their old ones. All of these patients seemed to have their own special mark- a name they were known for or strange scars and characteristics that seemed very abnormal. They also seemed to be very un-effected by any of the treatments, despite how much success rate there was.


    So, the roleplay will start with the new patients starting to arrive, and I'm not sure exactly what will happen, but I was thinking that the new patients, who are almost all creepypastas, would end up over-running the asylum at some point. We'll just role-play from there. If you have any plot ideas, just PM me![/glow]


    Rules


    [glow=black,3,000]1. All FF rules apply.
    2. No killing eachother's characters without permission
    3. No perfect characters-Even creepypastas have their flaws and weaknesses. I don't think I can stress this rule enough. If your character is to perfect or strong for this, I will give you a warning, but if you do not stop, I will erase your character from the thread. I won't ban you completely, but you won't be allowed to use that character.
    4. Romance is allowed, but remember, most of these people are either insane or just serial killers, so they most likely aren't going to be super lovey-dovey
    5. You can use creepypasta from the online stories(Ex. Jeff the killer, BEN Drowned) but you can't play a character like Slenderman, where they're some strange character. And if you play BEN, he'll be able to kind of control electronics, but he can't travel through them like he can in the stories. They have to be mostly human, even with their inhuman properties(Such as living with strange wounds or looking a completely different age then they really are)
    6. If you read the rules put 'Nothing' in the other section of you form
    7. I do need workers for the asylum, too, and if it gets to the point where there aren't many workers, but there's a lot of patients, then I'll stop accepting patients until we have enough workers
    8. No OOC fighting, please.
    9. Try and be semi-advanced. AT LEAST 2 sentences per post.
    10. If you really read this, don't put anything in your other box.
    11. Please use correct grammar.[/glow]


    Character List



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    We'll start the RP with each of the patients arriving


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    Mia Nightingale, the current manager and head psychologist for the mental institute, stood at the entrance to the building, a clipboard one arm and a pen in the other. The clipboard had a list of names on it-the list of patients that were suppose to arrive today. She put on a strong smile as the first van pulled in.


    Esperanza Montell, better known as ScarletSilence, sat in one of the transportation vans the government used to transport people like her. The only light in the dark space came from the flickering bulb hanging from the ceiling in the center of the small space. She was positioned in a corner, arms restrained in the tight grip of the straightjacket she wore. Her eyes twitched a bit as she looked around wearily. Not that there was anything to look at. She could feel the tiredness from the sedative the cops had given her was starting to wear off, but she could also feel the van slowing to a stop. We're here. She giggled to herself, her eyes flicking to the back doors of the transportation van as they opened, practically blinding her with the sudden brightness. Two heavily armed guards entered almost immediately, moving over to her and gripped her shoulders, pulling her up and dragging her to the front of the old building. Despite the situation, she only laughed a bit and let the guards lead her.


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  • Smile Dog was humming the tune of "Stayin' Alive" by the Bee Gees, as he rolled about the back of the van. He'd flopped over at one particularly sharp turn, and didn't bother trying to right himself, what with the straight jacket trapping his arms and all. That and he was half-drunk on the sedatives they gave him. Hardly necessary measures, given that he was quite happy with his current prospects.


    "Hello." He said simply, to the armed guards who pulled him out of the van after it had arrived at its destination. Outside, he stopped just to look at everything, despite both men pulling him on either side. The Nightingale Home for the Mentally Unstable sprawled before him. It was at once, something dark and almost regal. Smile gave a bark of laughter, delighted.


    "You guys are really rocking the horror movie vibe. " Smile said, to no one in particular. "I'm looking forward to my lobotomy sessions already."

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    OOC


    Huh. I'll see if I can fix when I get on the computer


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    Scarlet heard the new voice from behind her and she turned her head to find the source, despite the . She grinned wildly gourds trying to turn her back towards the building. She giggled at his words and nodded before turning back to the building. She walked up the front stairs to face Mia, still grinning.


    "You must be Ms. Montell." Mrs. Nightingale spoke, crossing something off on her list. "Take her to room 297." She added to the guards before they began to drag her away.
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  • Smile's grin inched wider upon hearing the other girl's giggles. It was nice to know someone appreciated his humor. He strode along with the guards on either side, up the stairs, and stopped before a women at the door. Smile nodded towards her. "Hello. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'd introduce myself, but you probably already know who I am, Ms. ...?"

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    Another van slowed to a halt behind the first two(?). Guards opened the back doors and heaved a young boy out of the back. He had originally been restrained in a straight jacket, but after he had slipped it several times the guards gave up on that and sedated him instead. When the boy's feet touched the ground he stumbled, almost collapsing. His heavy lidded eyes glanced quickly around him, taking in his surroundings in one sweep. "Que... se passe-t-il?1" The boy stuttered, his eyes fixating on Mrs. Nightingale. The guards lead him up towards the entrance of the institution.


    Translation:
    1: What's happening?


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  • [align=center][font=times new roman][color=white]The half feline was dragged out of the van. Cat had also been planned to be in a straightjacket, but after many failed attempts of putting it on sedated were used instead. Her pupils immeadiatly became small slits as she was introduced to the sudden light. Ears twitching, she was half dragged to the entrance, not bothering to walk because she was sniffing the air and hearing the noises. Her eyes landed on the boy, and hearing his speech (which she didn't understand) she tilted her head in confusion before she was dragged towards Mrs.Nightningale, staring straight into her eyes. Although she knew that most humans didn't understand what this meat, she was actually threatening her, being minatory...pretty much threatening her high position in the 'rehabilitation' center.

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    Scarlet simply grinned at Mrs. Nightingale before letting the guards drag her into the building.


    Mrs. Nightengale smiled at the next patient, scratching another name off her list. "Please take Mr. Hopkins to room 287." She said before turning to the next boy.


    She listened to his statement and seemed to understand his words. "Ne vous inquiétez pas . Tu es en sécurité ici." She replied. "Room 304." she said to his guards.
    (Translation: Don't worry. You're safe here.)


    She then waved him on and turned to the cat-like girl. She noticed her stance and answered to it with an unfaltering smile. "Room 319, Ms. Johnson."


    She had been previously warned of the strange appearances of her new patients, and had prepared herself for the worst. She would not let these new patients see weakness in her.



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    Missy looked around quietly, taking in her surroundings. Being captured from a slaughtering isn't exactly the best thing in the world. She was having one heck of a time, but then some brat decides to call the cops. Peachy... She kept quiet as she was brought out of the van, not wanting to start anything just yet. Seeing the scientist standing there, she said, "Oi, what's the big idea hmm?" Her British accent was terrible, but it cracked her up internally. Her black bandanna remained around her neck, wishing she could pull it up to cover her mouth.
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    Mrs. Nightingale watched as Missy approached her, still smiling for some strange reason. "And you must be Ms. Lockheart. I think you know why your here." she said happily in reply to the girl's remark. "Room 317, guards."


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  • Another van piled up on the already large line of vans. This one however seemed to be glowing with a bright light. As the guards opened up the back a teenaged girl stumbled out in a straight jacket. Her eyes looked like cloudy gray glass as she seemed to be looking around. Not only was she 'blind', but the guards had sedated her while she was unable to reach any shadows. Unsure of what was going on she felt a shove as the guards pushed her forwards towards the mental institute.

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    Soon we'll probably do a time skip. They'll have group therapy sessions and that kind of thing, so that's what the role play will start out as pretty much, then we'll just go on from there.


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    Mrs. Nightingale watched as the next van pulled up, and the girl was dragged out. She smiled as the garuda brought her up.


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  • Ink stared at where the sound was coming from. She had already tried to teleport away from the person holding her, but for some reason it wouldn't work. As she stared she felt the gaurdians shove her what felt like steps. Her vision slowly returned as she watched herself climb up them. Baring her teeth at the guard behind her she tried to throw a punch at them, but the straight jacket preventer her. Angry she felt one last shove before she was in a padded cell.

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    Lucus fought against the guard as he was brought into the building. He didn't want to be here. He was defenseless without his gloves, or he at least felt that way. The boy hissed curses in french as he was basically dragged up the concrete stairs into the asylum.

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    @InkShadow, I'm sorry to bring this up now, but I don't remember reading the teleportation thing in your form before. If you read the rules, you'll see that I stated that the characters aren't supposed to have powered like that are that advanced. I'm sorry I had to tell you this just now, but I couldn't just let you have that kind of power when I have already told other people that they couldn't. I hope you can understand that would be unfair.


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    Scarlet let the guards drag her into the asylum and down the halls. She didn't struggle much at all, really. She just walked along with them, looking around as if she was mapping out ever turn they made and every staircase they took. Throughout the entire walk, she had that strange smile on her face, as if she wasn't in restraints and being dragged up to the white room where she would be staying for who knows how long. She could see other groups of guards either following them or turning off into different halls with their own patients.


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  • Stumbling from the van after them came a young man, with stunning yellow eyes and a slight limp to his step. Unfortunately for Quain, who struggled valiantly against all assigned restraints, his transporters concluded they just couldn't send him without one, under any circumstances. So they ended up sedating Quain, then forcing his straightjacket on.
    Quain had woken from the sedation several minutes ago, absolutely furious. Not at anyone in particular, either. More like at everything, including himself. He was escorted by several guards towards Mrs. Nightingale, and though silent, his obviously false grin spoke for him. If I get the chance, you all will die.

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  • OOC- I knew that, and I said in the other box that she won't be able to use that power. (Because magic), so the only thing she can use is using shadows in order to see so she won't be fully blind. Although she can't see if their aren't any type of shadows near her.

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    I feel like I completely missed something XD.
    That's fine, then.


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    Mrs. Nightingale watched as the next patient was dragged up the front steps to her. She smiled as if he weren't struggling or trying to escape. She looked him in the eyes and spoke. "Hello, Mr. Lacewood. Room 283." she added to the guards.


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