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    WIP


    B e n j a m i n || J o h n || R e e s e



    " I'm not psycho... I just like psychotic things. "
    -Gerad Way



    scratching the surface


    --name--


    "Benjamin John Reese...it's my grandfather's name, father's side."


    --nickname--


    "I prefer Ben over Benjamin. I swear I will find a time when we aren't being watched and kill you if you call me Benny."


    --age--


    "Eighteen, what's it to ya?"


    --gender--


    "I am getting real sick and tired of this question. MALE!"


    --hair/eye color--


    "I use to dye my hair all the time but now I've been banned from the hair dye. Chocolate brown hair and near black eyes..."


    --height/weight--


    "I am relatively short and skinny...Five feet seven inches and one hundred and thirty two pounds give or take."


    --dorm--


    ", I believe...are you planning on visiting? [i]I hope not."[/i]


    digging even deeper


    --personality--


    answer here


    --history--


    answer here


    --likes--


    answer here


    --dislikes--


    answer here


    --secrets--


    "As if I'd tell you!"


    --regrets--


    "I regret being bored, clicking on my search bar, and searching up 'creepypasta'. If I hadn't gotten obsessed I wouldn't be here!"


    getting into your head


    --why you're here--


    "Why don't you go look through my personal record? I'm sure it'll be much more help."
    If Ben had succeeded in what he was trying to do he wouldn't be here, he'd be in prison. See his parents were always wary of him, he was into weird gory stuff (creepypasta ftw). He is actually obsessed with gore, and he decided that he wanted to try and get handsy with the stuff. Ben searched out a suicidal who was to scared to do it and offered to do it for them. The guy accepted but they got caught and Ben spent a couple nights in jail for it.


    --drugs?--


    "Never tried 'em."


    --alcohol?--


    "If you have it, I'll drink it but I'm not an alcoholic if that's what you are asking."


    --suicidal?--


    "Not anymore...I mean I have tried a couple times but I was never truly serious."


    --fears--


    answer here


    --weakness--


    answer here


    love and hate


    --friends--


    "Who'd want to be friends with a freak?"


    --enemies--


    "None that I know of."


    --crush--


    "Not yet, but if I did why would I tell you?"


    --bf/gf--


    "Do you see anyone hanging on me or visa versa?"


    --sexual orientation--


    "Unless you are planning on making romantically advances it doesn't really matter!"
    Ben is bi but generally prefers guys.


    behind the screen


    --display name--


    answer here


    --what do you want to be called--


    answer here


    --activity level--


    answer here


    --muse level--


    answer here


    [color=black]--other--


    [color=white]answer here


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    Done :D


    E[size=9pt]llie glared at her hands that were laced together and sat on her stomach. This was disturbingly boring. The meds were making her to tired to read anything and she wasn't aloud to leave the hospital. 'Yay.' She thought whilst rolling her dark eyes. They seriously needed something to do in here, anything other than the TV that had only like five channels; and even though E wasn't a social butterfly, she did need social contact and only occasionally talking to the nurses didn't really cut it. Groaning she slammed her head back into the lumpy pillow and closed her eyes.[/size]



    A[size=9pt]wakening with a start, Ellie's head jerked up and then fell rather ungracefully back onto the pillow. Sliding her eyes towards the door to identify who interrupted her sleep, she saw someone she didn't expect. Octavia and a patient. She found this confusing, considering Octavia wasn't her nurse today and usually patients didn't come to other patients' rooms unless they knew each other. E definitely didn't know this girl. As they persuaded her to follow she slowly nodded. "So...pretty much something to do in this hell hole? I'm in!" She spoke, while sitting up fully and sliding off the bed. Even if she wasn't quite sure what in the world they were doing, it was something. Gripping the IV pole with her left hand, she followed eagerly.[/size]



    M[size=9pt]aybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. This room looked like it was set up for people in anger management. Newly begrudging she sat in a chair across from the redheaded girl, and kept the pole behind her chair to make room. Glancing around she took in the people and nodded to herself. As the redhead began to speak she turned her attention to twiddling her thumbs.[/size]


    T[size=9pt]his was more than uncomfortable for Ellie, it was mega awkward. She didn't want to hear what everyone was going through and she certainly did not want to talk about herself. Even though she didn't want to hear it, she still listened and made a mental note for every story. As Jayden finished off, she nervously started to chew on the inside of her bottom lip. 'Whelp, here goes.'[/size]



    E[size=9pt] slowly raised her hand as if asking permission to go next. Without waiting for a response, she doubted she get one anyways, she cleared her throat. "Uhm, hi. This isn't really my thing...talking....I mean, it is...but, not in front of people." Embarrassment come off of her in waves, she couldn't even be flippy and push it off like it was nothing. She had never liked speaking in front of people. "I'm Ellie Jin Ah, I'm seventeen, a girl obviously, and my kidneys are uber sucky. The doctors can't exactly take the infected areas out, because it's to wide spread...I need a double transplant." She said, her voice decreasing with each word. Dropping her hand back into her lap, she tried to melt into her seat. [/size]