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Hello everyone, I'm here for a nice little RP called ”Happy Home”. Lovely, truly. I think I've covered every possible thing about this RP in this opening post, but even I'm not perfect. In fact, I tend to get carried away and explain things the hard way. That's where you should come in and slap my face, not literally. If anything.. anything sounds odd or just plain stupid: Holla! So that I can hear you.

What else? Hmm.. Oh yes, there's one thing. If you're still fresh in the whole concept of RP(ing), I suggest you find another RP. I intend this to be for the more experienced RPers. Of course if your CS(or actually in this RP it's PS, scroll down and you'll see why) looks promising enough, I'll let you join. Alright, now then.. happy RPing ^^

This opening post is quite long so in order to ”take it all in” I suggest you read it in parts. Of course if you feel like reading the whole thing through at once I'm not stopping. It's only a precaution so that you can actually remember the stuff you've read.

Patients:

107, Ethan Mathias Trueborne (Takesh)
112, Natalie Celeste Merristone (lokuri)
114, Basil Lake (Befram)
119, Liam Linford (Fireyfly)
113, Jansen Cross (Anglo)

Employees:

Reassurer, Jack Rabbit (Moratorium)

NPCs:

Reassurer, Katrina Buttons
Patient #111, Nichelle Amber
Patient #???, Thomas Bolgart

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Happy Home

Journal entry 1, 25th of February 1977

Well.. Hi, I'm Ethan. The only reason why I'm writing is because of her, she is the only person who truly seems to understand me. Anyway, this is my first day in here and I can say for sure, I won't like this place at all. You want to know more? Of course you don't, you're a damn book. . Man, I'm having a conversation with a book. Yet another excellent reason for me to be here.

I was brought here by my ever-loving parents. Bah! Those bast***s never loved me. They never even hated me. I was like a useless painting to them, they kept me hanging on the wall because there simply wasn't anything else to put there. They never shed a single tear for me. One happy day, they found out I might have a few bolts loose. That I was a nutty nutcracker. A looney looney-toon. A f***ing psychopath.

As if they knew, they barely knew who I was for crying out loud! Well, they were pretty damn sure, at least that's what they kept yapping about.
How to get rid of unnecessary garbage which only takes up space? Find a flaw and return it. Too bad their insurance had been used 14 years ago, when they were making me!!

Intro (Part I):
You might have already guessed it, but I'll still say it. We're talking about a mental hospital bearing the name ”Happy Home”. This institution's roots come from the Second World War, it wasn't a hospital back then though, it was a prison. ”Happy Home” has had it's share of renovation's after those grim days, but a gruesome past like that can never be truly erased.



”Happy Home” has three floors, the first is for the minor patients. By minor, it means these patients do not suffer severe mental illnesses. The floor consists of a rather large lobby and a very large lounge. The lounge is for eating of course, but there is also a tv and a ping-pong table for spending time. The first floor is also well-known for it's hostility, there are a lot of patients in this one floor and when one flips, the rest go with it.


Journal Entry 11, 8th of March 1977

Hi! You won't believe what happened today, Journie! During lunch, these stupid morons started arguing about why the windows are closed at night. The other one kept saying that: ”They are closed because otherwise the demons would get us.. !!”, while the other one kept telling him that the windows can't keep the warmth inside if they are not closed at night. The first guy is seriously demented! I mean this isn't even the first time he has told us about these weird ”demons”.

Remember when I told you about that loony who kept banging the door at night? That's the guy! The guy who keeps ranting about those damn ”demons”. It's odd though, I always keep hearing these screams after he starts banging the door. Weird one's at that, it's as if someone is seriously being beaten to death.

Talking about ”beaten to death”, this was the thing I was supposed to tell you at first! I just got a little distracted, sorry about that Journie. Anyway, I had a near-death experience, honestly! The argument about those stupid windows escalated BIG time. Suddenly, I was watching a friggin' massacre with my own eyes. Someone had gotten hold of a sharp object of sorts, guess who? The stupid-demon-ranter-guy! I think at least four people were badly injured in that.

I was scared of course and tried to flee but those douchebag security guys who call themselves ”Reassurers” wouldn't let me! They kept telling that:”Until this is over, no one is allowed to leave”. F*** those sons of ******!! The only thing they do is drink that stupid coffee in their luxurious palaces in the 3rd floor. Well, wanna know what? I kicked the idiot in the oh-you-didn't spot and ran as fast as I could to my cell! Yeah yeah, now you're thinking why I didn't escape this hell-hole. Here's the reason, you don't exactly just walk out of here! Anyway, The Reassurers didn't like what I did of course, they came over later that day and.. *the entry stops here*

Intro (Part II):


The 2nd floor consists of a nice big balcony with lots of flowers and seats(in summer). There are cells in the 2nd floor too, they are for the major patients. By major, it means these patients have certain noticeable features which the minor one's supposedly don't have. The major patients simply can not be held near the minor one's since they have.. an unnerving affect on the minor patients. The therapists are also located in the 2nd floor. They are mainly there for the major patients, thus the location, but some of the minor patients tend to go there also. Ethan being one of those patients.



The 3rd floor is strictly restricted from entry for all the patients. If a patient is discovered roaming the halls of the 3rd floor, he or she is immediately.. sedated.. and put into his or her cell. The 3rd floor consists of the ”Reassurers” area and the boss's room. There supposedly are no cells in the 3rd floor.

Journal Entry 12, 9th of March 1977

Sorry, Journie, I had to stop writing yesterday for.. certain reasons. I can't tell the reason.. sorry. I don't have much to say really. I just wanted to come by and apologize. The ”massacre” at the lounge has been cleared off by the way. It appears the guy who talked about the demons was sent to the 2nd floor cells, serves him right. It was actually five who were injured. One girl's face was in shreds, the demon-guy used her face as a cutting board. The other four were also slice 'n' diced. This place is slowly turning into a nightmare...


Intro (Part III):
Everything above has been published to the outside world. This, is what hasn't been published, or even revealed. First it started as a rumor, but later on it was proven to be true. ”Happy Home” is far from happy, and rather far from a regular mental hospital. It is actually still a prison of sorts, but the prisoners themselves aren't actually criminals. Some of them have actually gone insane inside, but each and every patient was actually a more or less normal human being before being sent there. Why are they in ”Happy Home” then? Because of the owner of ”Happy Home”.. because of Joachim von Weiss. Joachim took the position of the manager after his father's early retirement, the hospital changed from that day. ”Happy Home” quickly took over the other mental hospitals, claiming that it has plenty of room for everyone. As such, every single mentally ill goes there to be tested and examined.

Von Weiss is pursuing a goal which he intends to achieve by using the inmates of ”Happy Home”. What this goal is, only von Weiss knows. Ethan is about to find out, but he needs help for that. Your help, to be exact.


Journal Entry 50, Tomorrow of April 1977

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Tomorrow.. tomorrow everything will be revealed. DON'T YOU DARE DOUBT ME JOURNIE!!
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I'm sorry! I shouldn't have yelled.. you didn't do anything wrong. Tomorrow.. I can't wait. All the friends who I've made during these last two months know about it. Tomorrow.. I will explain it to you.. tomorrow. She is going to help, I knew she would! You remember her, right? I told you about her a while ago.

This waiting is so crueling!! Can you even imagine, Journie? Of course not, you're still a damn book. Oh f**k it, I don't care if I go crazy. Hell, I am crazy already. Any sane can point it out just by reading you, Journie. I don't care!
.. I'm coming for you.. tomorrow will end it all.. *rest of the entry is unreadable*


Intro (Part IV):
Now it's time to talk about Psyche-Locks. Every single thing which has a conciousness, has Psyche-Locks. These Psyche-Locks ”float” around their owner and they are not visible for the naked eye. The only way to see these locks is to have a special trait, also this trait must be first unlocked before you can see the Psyche-Locks.
Why are there Psyche-Locks you ask? They are there for a single reason, they are there to protect the owner from mind manipulation. More specifically, the locks are there to prevent a Mind Link.

A Mind Link is a passageway for others to enter someone's mind. It is a fearsome weapon which can be used to read the mind, control, or even kill a human being(or something that has a conciousness) in seconds. A Mind Link can not be traced back to it's source, thus making it the perfect murder weapon. To make matters worse, a Mind Link can be established as many times as one wants. Also, there are no restrictions for having multiple Mind Links at the same time. Fortunately, no one has ever succeeded in this attempt thanks to Psyche-Locks.

This threat is still existent though, since someone who gains the power to see Psyche-Locks also gains the power to break them. In order to break a Psyche-Lock, first you have to be able to see them. This is achieved by unlocking your trait, this trait is unlocked by severing your own Psyche-Locks and establishing a Mind Link with yourself. After this is done, there is no turning back. Once you've severed your own Psyche-Locks, you can never have them back. This means that you're vulnerable to anyone who has mastered using Mind Links, it is one of the main reasons why no one has succeeded in total mind control.

Regardless after you've unlocked your trait you will be able to break Psyche-Locks. This is done in your Psyche-Form, you gain a Form when you create a Mind Link with yourself. This form resembles your real form, it's probably easier to see it as a ghostly form of yourself (http://sashatiainen.deviantart.com/art/Ghost-88298580). Even though the picture is about a dog/wolf, I hope you'll be able to make out how a human would look like in that form(not quite as transparent though). Your Psyche-Form must have some sort of a weapon. Your Psyche-Form is the only thing standing between a Mind Link from someone else, you could say your Psyche-Form is your new permanent Psyche-Lock. Anywho, when you are in your Psyche-Form you will be able to attack the Psyche-Locks. Note that you can not attack anything except the Psyche-Locks and their Psyche-Forms when you're in your Psyche-Form. The Psyche-Locks will retaliate though, they will send out their own Psyche-Forms against you. The forms differ greatly between different Psyche-Locks (they can be literally anything).

Also, if you wish to, your Psyche-Form can have it's own personality. That would be a way to reflect your character's mental state.

There are two major factors which affect the outcome of the Psyche-Locks' Psyche-Form. One: The amount and strength of the Psyche-Locks the person has. Note that there are minor and major Psyche-Locks (one major equals ten minors).
Two: The person itself. For example a guy who is very confident and extremely intelligent would have very powerful Psyche-Locks. A person's IQ is a great way to measure their Psyche-Locks' strength (( Don't you dare create twelve Einsteins.. )). Physical power does not play a role. It is all about the mind.

Imagine that a Psyche-Lock has a consciousness, it will probably make it easier to picture a Psyche-Lock attacking that way. If you're able to defeat the Psyche-Forms the Psyche-Locks send at you, you will be able to break the Psyche-Locks. This will enable the use of Mind Link.. the rest will be in your hands after that.

Rules and MISC:
Now that the story is clear, let's point out the rules and what-not. First of all, long posts thank you. If someone dares to try to sneak in a one-liner, he or she is flying out right away. No matter what kind of writer's block, you can ALWAYS come up with more than one sentence. Always at least one paragraph must be ”delivered”. This may seem harsh, but sometimes you just have to be strict in order to get the message through. If you absolutely can't come up with enough stuff, just wait until the RP goes a bit further or ask for help. I bet there are people who are happy to help if you feel stuck.

Then comes the characters. Put some effort into them, this RP isn't totally action packed, although I guarantee you'll be able to kicka** ^^. Character development is important, although I think every one of you knows that already.

What else? Well, don't feel shy about describing places or people, or inventing new stuff. It's not the end of the world if your description differs from mine or someone else's. The point is, I give out the basic layout(for example the maps) and then you fill it up with your own stuff. Don't go too extreme though, it still is a mental hospital to the outside world. Also take into consideration what the others have invented/put there.
Oh yeah, before I forget, feel free to make your own journal entries too. I'm almost sure I'll be making them later on.
On a side note, Joachim von Weiss can only be controlled by me.

For those who wonder about the fashion sense (or whatever it is), all the inmates wear similar colored clothing. It is described in the ”patient sheet”, look it up. The year is 1977 but the technology is already at the same level as our modern technology, why did I bother to change the year then you ask? Because I wanted to. There's no Cold War or such, it's peaceful. The only thing different is that Germany is seriously oppressed, and I mean seriously.

Any questions? Feel free to ask. I don't always remember to put everything in place, so it would help if you could point out the parts which are missing. The Psyche-Locks are probably the most confusing part, so if you don't understand, do not hesitate to ask. Any improvements you wish to share with? Feel free to open your mind and ask, asking never hurts anyone.

Now it's time to fill out your patient sheet and step inside ”Happy Home”.

Patient sheet

Name:
Age(7-25):
Gender:
Room(any of the cells in the first floor, notice that a few of them are bigger.. which of course means there is a reason for that):
Appearance(Pics are allowed. Oh, and there is only one restriction with clothing, it must be white(or different shades) colored. Everyone wearing white robes just seems.. dull. Also, everyone has a tattoo marked on top of their left hand. It's nothing fancy, it's only the room number they're in )):
Psyche-Form(simply describe how your character looks in this form. You can change what your character wears etc. The only restriction is that the form still resembles your character's real form):
Psyche-Form Weapon(s)(should be self-explanatory, preferably melee weapons but if you must have some sort of a projectile weapon, go ahead, I'm not stopping. Remember that the weapons are the same color as the Psyche-Form):
Background(Should be quite self-explanatory. Either describe your character's life before ”Happy Home” or while he/she has been there. Of course you can do both! It's always nice to know as much as possible about one's character):
Additional info(Anything you want to add, if you have nothing then you can leave this one out):

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Ethan's patient sheet is a nice example:

Patient sheet
Name: Ethan Mathias Trueborne
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Room: 107
Appearance:
Head: Ethan has a black, messy hair which is rather short. The hair reaches down to his ears, partly covering them. His hair is pointy from the middle, making the hair look even more messier. He tries to keep his right eye hidden. It is for a good reason, the eye has no pupil in it, it is just white. Originally the pupil was there, but at the age of 13 it just vanished without a real reason.. or so he thought. On a side note, he is still able to see with the white eye.

Torso & Arms: Ethan wears a white turtleneck shirt with it's sleeves rolled over to his elbows. The shirt doesn't have any distinctive features, it's just plain white. In his left hand is a fingerless white glove, it's not as white as his shirt because it's quite old. Nevertheless, he refuses to part with it even though everyone keeps telling that to him. All the nails in his right hand have been chewed, by Ethan himself. This chewing is something he has always done, the institution had no effect on it.

Legs: Ethan wears pale white jeans, the color matches with the turtleneck shirt. The jeans are rather new so they are still quite stiff, creating an illusion that Ethan is taller than he actually is. He keeps his shirt tucked underneath the jeans. Ethan also has a white belt with a metallic buckle in it. As for shoes, Ethan usually wears white sandals and socks.

Misc: Ethan is 5'9'' feet tall and his skin color is regular white, not tanned. His body structure is slim and he doesn't appear to be too muscular.

Psyche-Form: None of his clothes change in this form. His hair becomes longer(shoulder-length) and it's color turns grayish, but since the Form is rather transparent the actual grey part is hard to notice. His normal eye becomes also white and a small turquoise flame appears around the ”original” white eye (the right eye).
Psyche-Form Weapon: A medium-length katana with a bright wooden handle. The handle has no ”collar” ( I don't know what it's called but the thing that sets the blade and handle apart. A round thing, y'know? I suppose it offers protection for the wrists too ).

Background:
Ethan was born on July 15th 1962. Just as he described in his first journal entry, his childhood was spent without love. He found comfort from his friends, which he had plenty. Everyone either really liked him, or they felt pity for him.

It was at age 13 that Ethan discovered his right eye had lost it's pupil. This of course majorly shocked him, he let out a scared scream while looking at his own mirror image. His parents rushed to see what had happened. When they saw Ethan's eye, they immediately took him to a doctor. The doctor couldn't find anything wrong with Ethan's eye, except that it was white now. Ethan's parents refused to give up, they kept going from doctor to doctor until the day came when Ethan simply snapped. While on a yet another doctor's appointment, he rose from his seat and screamed from the bottom of his lungs ”I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE! LEAVE ME ALONE!!!”.

The result of this outburst was quickly noted, and the doctor suggested a therapist. The doctor had no idea why Ethan did it, if his parents had told the doctor that it was most likely because they were running from doctor to doctor all the time, things would've been much different. However, it was not revealed to the doctor and so he wrote a recommendation letter to a therapist.

This had been the breakthrough Ethan's parents had waited. Of course they didn't take him to a therapist, they took him to the most famed mental facility on Earth at the time, ”Happy Home”. The recommendation letter was enough for Mr. Von Weiss to take Ethan in, although it appeared Joachim was much more interested in Ethan's white eye rather than the letter. With that, Ethan's parents left and Ethan became yet another patient in ”Happy Home”.

He has been there for two months now and he resides in the first floor, room 107. During these two months, Ethan has already changed. He has become mentally unstable but somehow, it seems like he still is in control. If he wants, that is.

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As a small treat, I'll put in Joachim's sheet too


Joachim's sheet

Name: Joachim von Weiss
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Head: Joachim has a noble look on him. His hair is light yellow and quite short. The hair above his forehead is tilted upwards and points to the right. Otherwise his hair is neatly combed, giving him a very sophisticated look. Joachim's eyes are thin and somewhat wide, his eyecolor is bright green. His eyebrows are of the same color as his hair, they are neatly trimmed but not enough that someone would actually notice it. His nose bridge is rather long but he tends to try and hide it by tilting his head slightly. He has zero stubble and zero sideburns, they've been shaved very carefully. Joachim also has stylish and expensive glasses which he tends to use all the time.

Torso & Arms: Joachim wears a pure white tailcoat with yellow linings decorating it. Under his tailcoat is a white collar shirt which is tied with a light yellow tie. He always keeps the tailcoat buttoned up, even from the sleeves. He also always wears white gloves with the same yellow linings as the tailcoat. The chest area of the tailcoat is the most decorated, there is a layer which consists several yellow-colored rectangles which are merely for decoration only. The ”tail” of the tailcoat has two yellow buttons and the buttons are surrounded with decorating details(( I'm sorry, I'm lazy )). All in all, the suit Joachim is wearing is very expensive.

Legs: Joachim has matching white suit pants with matching white dress shoes. The pants have same yellow lining going from the sides and a white belt with a metallic buckle on it. The buckle has a small hand printed in it.

Background:
Joachim was born 1953 in the ”suppressed” Germany. The older Joachim became, the more hatred accumulated inside of him. He loathed the fact that Germany had lost the war. At the age of 15, Joachim's parents decided to leave Germany. They were headed for United States, the ”promised country” at the time. When they finally settled in Joachim's father, Baldemar, started up his business in ”Happy Home”. During those years, Joachim's lust for revenge grew only deeper. The fact that they were able to leave Germany was a miracle itself, it was all thanks to Joachim's father reputation as a famed doctor.

Joachim's mother passed away only a year after ”Happy Home” had been opened. This shocked Baldemar heavily, he wasn't the same man anymore after that. Baldemar became much more distinct to his son, and to everyone. Joachim couldn't care less at that point, he was much too obsessed in reading the Bible. It was a truly suprising turn of events, but after Joachim was finished with the Bible.. he changed. He became much warmer for everyone, it was as if all that hatred had been absorbed by the book. Baldemar was only going for worse though, he had gotten himself an illness which was incurable.

Joachim had no intention of letting his father suffer any further. He acted as the judge for his father's life. No one still knows that it was Joachim who killed his own father, and no one will probably ever know. That knowledge is deeply stored in Joachim's mind. Soon after Baldemar's death, Joachim started running the ”Happy Home”. He was keen on achieving his goal now, nothing was more important to him than it. Even though he is warm and gentle now, he never reveals anything of himself to anyone. It is as if his gentle side is a mere façade..


Okay! That should do.. I'll check back in a few hours.

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AmberWolfe

((Uhm....Whoa It looks rly good! But thats becuas I like descriptive RP's =D I'll post a char sheet when i read the whole thing lol.))

*EDIT*

Name: Skye Wolf

Age: 22

Room:106

Appearance: She was always wearing the dull white robes. She had mid-back length hair, which is raven black. She has blue, almost white colored eyes. She stood at about 5'7 and looked to weigh about 110 pounds.

Psyche-Form: Much changes in this form. Her clothes turn into a neon green tanktop, and black jeans. Her hair is a light blue color also.

Psyche-Form Weapon: She carried two, large daggers. Both strapped to the right leg. One was on the outside of the thigh, and one behind her leg.

Background: Ever since she had gotten here she had hated every second of it. It almost seemed like she had made no new friends, when in reality she had more friends than she actually knew. She's had trouble remembering things, and some of the stuff she remembered was not always true. She was always cautious, and never trusted anyone she didn't know. She had gotten stuck in this hellhole because of the stuff she "sees" in her mind.

((Hope this is good))

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FROMtheGRAVE

((That is an AMAZING starting post. That's like two normal length ones put together. Anyways, I like it and I'm going to join. I'm not the greatest rper but I do know a thing or two about writing and I'm good at coming up with ideas. Anyways, here goes.))

Name: Derrick Kenneth Marshall

Age: 15

Gender: Male

Room: 109

Appearance:

Facial Features/Physical Traits: Derrick is thin, unhealthily thin. This could have something to do with his anerexic((don't know if that's spell right??)) tendencies. He isn't very muscular, yet he is not weak. He is caucasion, yet he seems whiter than some people. But he isn't pale, he still has some color in his skin. He has longer black hair that is only a little higher than his shoulders. It is messy, but has a certain neatness to it. His hair tends to sweep to the left despite all the combing Derrick does to it. ((I kind of picture something along the lines of L's hair in Death Note. Hopefully that helps.)) Derrick has sky blue eyes that seem to be the only thing that adds color to his fairly bland appearance. His eyes usually always have bags underneath them, due to his sleep deprivation.

Upper Body Clothing: Derrick wears a long sleeved gray shirt, it is fairly light and resembles white, though through close inspection it isn't. Derrick tends to keep his right sleeve rolled up due to that's the hand he usually draws in. The shirt itself is fairly bland, it's a normal long sleeve tight neck shirt. ((Is close to the neck.)) Though the shirt is a few sizes too large, making the one sleeve he keeps rolled down hang a little bit longer than were Dericks arm/hand end. The shirt can tend to slide to the left due to Derrick's strange way of standing, making the originally tight neck hang over his left shoulder.

Lower Body Clothing: Derrick wears plain white pants that are made of a brushed cotton material. ((Imagine a pair of jeans you'd wear to church. They're smooth like that.)) They have three pockets located at the right and left side, and one on the right side located on the back. They are fairly loose fitting, making them comfortable. As for footwear he tends to walk around barefoot in his cell, but when walking around the area he wears a pair of plain white socks. They aren't as thick as shoes, though they do provide protection from things such as rocks.

Misc: Derrick is 6'1" making him fairly tall. He is extremely slim and not very muscular. His fingers are also long, making it seem like he would be good at playing the piano.

Psyche-Form: Derrick's physical features remain the same except for his hair, which in this form is tousled into spikes that add a more "punkish" look to him. His eye's also appear as more of a faded blue than normal. His clothes change drastically from what he wears in reality. His long sleeve white shirt is replaced with a right size long sleeve black shirt ((It doesn't hang akwardly off of him.)) His loose fitting white pants are replaced with form fitting faded black jeans. He does however not wear shoes, so he is barefooted.

Psyche-Form Weapons: Derrick's weapon is an old style revolver. It has an extremely long barrel that can tend to make it dip down. ((Sorry for not choosing a melee, but I think a revolver would fit him more.))

Background: Derrick was born October 17th, 1961. He was raised in a fairly normal family, or as normal as a rich family could be. He was always kept seperated from the lower class and kept in his little "perfect" upper class world. He hated it, every single minute of it. It was as if his parents were babying him, keeping him seperated from the real world.

He began to suffer, at the age of 11 he was diagnosed with severe depression. His parents were worried, thay had no idea what was wrong. They gave him everything, toys, art supplies, even their own love. Things began to progressively get worse with Derrick. He couldn't sleep, he didn't eat, he began to avoid people. Or at least, the people his parents made him be around.

When he turned 13, Derrick met Josey. A lower class "pesant" girl. She wasn't beautiful, nor was she rich. But for some reason, Derrick couldn't get enough of her. He would begin to sneak out during his sleepless nights, and together they would begin to develop a relationship. But, Josey had a sickness that Derrick didn't know about. She tried to hide it, but after so long, Josey just began to stop meeting Derrick.

At 14, Derrick found out about Josey's death. He was heartbroken, his depression worsened. His physical, along with his mental health began to deteriorate. All he seemed to do know as draw. It seemed to be his only release from the stress. Before he turned 15, his parents sent him to a psyciatrist. They hoped he would change, things never did. Derrick steadily worsened. In the meantime, Derrick began to converse with something that wasn't there. Something he called, Josey.

His parents then took the next step. "Happy Home" was the only place left Derrick could go. Maybe it would help him, maybe, maybe not.

((Hope this is good enough. If I need to change anything just tell me.))

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Fieryfly

((Wow Takesh this is amazing! I'm really wondering what the plot will be, this is so exciting ))

Name: Liam Linford
Age: 13
Gender: Female
Room: 119

Appearance:
(it would be wonderfull if I could say that I drew this but I did not so credit to the maker. I only colored it.)

Liam is a small girl from around the 1.40 m. She is rather skinny with long legs that stand in contradiction with the rest of her body and therefore she is somewhat clumsy. ((Think about it like the legs from a foal or young deer. They just look a slightly bit too long.)) These long legs make that she can run quite fast. Her hands are small and well-formed just like her feet.
Her hair is short, ending just under her ears, and kinda messy which gives her a rather ‘cute’ look.

As for clothes: As every ‘patient’ in the Happy Home Liam wears white, although it is more a very light shade of grey. Her clothes seem to be randomly picked and are completely not fitting together. She wears sloppy shorts until just over her knees that make her legs look even longer. The ends are a bit torn off. As for the upper part of her body she wears a shabby shirt that is at least two sizes too big for her which make her skinny looking arms stand out more since the sleeves are so big. She walks most of the time bare foot but if that is not allowed she likes to wear sneakers, white of course.

Psyche-Form:
Liam’s appearance doesn’t change much after going into Psyche-Form. Her trousers are longer and her shirt looks to fit more. What really changes in the form is her personality. Normally Liam is a girl that is really on herself. Her own world is a perfect place for her and she doesn’t like to let someone enter it. In Psyche-Form though she becomes the girl she actually used to be. Brutal and a bit arrogant, like the complete anitpole from Liam normally.

Psyche-Form Weapon(s):
A Sansetsukon and since probably nobody knows what that is it looks like this: http://membres.multimania.fr/zenman1/sansetsukon.jpg only then with on one of the ends a blade.
If you watch Bleach it is the Shikai from Ikkaku

Background:
Liam had the perfect life to say: “And they lived happily ever after.” She was born on 4 March 1963 and was a happy girl who lived with her mother, father and her twin sister Mana. She was doing well at school, got high grades, had lots of friends, she even had a boyfriend who she loved very much. Her parents were kind and loving. They were never angry and always stood behind their children, supporting them in every way. Perfect isn’t it?

Well it was, too perfect. Life like that couldn’t just continue like that and so it happened that on her eleventh something terrible happened which tore Liam’s life apart. Mana died in a car accident. It was such a perfect day when Liam and her family decided to go to a lake close by. It was quite far but Liam’s father called that he knew a shorter way and since he drove they took it. It let them over small ways with a lot of turns. It was then when they moved towards a crossroad that Mana and Liam started to argue about who would get the last sweet. Just innocent arguing nothing more but Liam’s father turned around so missing the car the appeared from the right.

Liam doesn’t know more than that. Next thing she knows is that she wakes up in the hospital and Mana is gone. It ruined her life but even more those from her parents. There was no laughter anymore in her house, no joy, no happiness. Her mother became depressed and eventually died, ironically on Liam’s twelfth birthday which made that her birthday was never happy anymore.

This left her father alone with Liam. Liam started to turn away from her friends, turning more and more in herself. Her father didn’t notice or didn’t care, he was mostly drunk but eventually the surrounding families noticed that something was wrong and interfered. They took Liam away from her dad in an attempt to get her back on her feet but nothing helped. Eventually they decided that it was better to send her to a therapist and she ended up in the Happy Home. This was three months ago but since then she hasn’t made any progress only getting more and more in herself. Mostly she stays on her room, which is very small and stares out of the window or writes poems. Writing is one of the things she still enjoys in life. Strangely though is that all the poems are directed to a curtain ‘Mana.’

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AmberWolfe

((Lol most of the stuff in the sheet I forget anyways. So no point in making it long if imma just forget it all =P And I always have ideas...Aslong as i have something to work off of then I'll have an idea =D))

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TimeMasterX

Can I just say, I'm Reading this at night and you have me freaked out...must post...lol, I'd love to join so please let me know if there are any issues.

Bio:

Name: Robert
Age(7-25): 22
Gender: Male
Occupation: Reassurer
Appearance: Tall, thin but muscular, dark brown hair that sticks up no matter how much time is spent combing it. Has a scar through his left eye. His eyes are emerald green. He wears a tight non-descript lightgrey t-shirt, light grey cargo trousers and white trainers.
Psyche-Form: Same physical features but wears a sky-blue shirt on top of a White t-shirt that is visible over the undone top button. Smart grey trousers, brown boots and a dark-blue airforce overcoat. (Think Captain Jack from Torchwood and you've got it.)
Psyche-Form Weapon(s): Magnum revolver
Background: Born to a loving and wealthy family, Robert's parents were killed before his eyes when he was eight years old. He travelled the world for six years, studying methods of murder in order to extract his revenge on he who had killed his family. He has tracked the murderer to the 'Happy Home' and infiltrated the facility as a reassurer and is waiting for his chance to strike.
Additional info: Robert is extremely intelligent and a capable athelete, he always has a plan.

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Moratorium

((I'M HAPPY! At first, i thought this was a nice family time RP ))
Name: Jack Rabbit
Age:23
Gender:Male
Occupation: Reassurers
Appearance:
Head: Grey sharp eyes, wild semi-long black hair slowly showing traces of grey. A straight nose and a tense lip. Light and long eyebrows. Most times he wears a rabbit mask he made.
Dress Code: Constantly wears a three piece suit, which makes him feel more comfortable. The clothes are finely ironed using a hot can of water. There was no scratch or torn. He switches them each day, all of them the same style, as if he had never changed at all. Sometimes wears a tie on weekends, but walks around usually without it.
Body Builds: Six foot, slightly muscular. Contain some visible abs, but no budging chunks’ of muscle. Very flexible, could do a split if ever need to be. Strong leg muscles, allowing him to free ran easily. Hence the last name “rabbit”.

Psyche-Form: Wears the same cloth as usual, however, he ALWAYS have a tie when in his psych form, and carries around a rabbit mask.
Psyche-Form Weapon(s): A jack knife that is unusually long. The edge is coated with diamond.
Background: Jack worked under a syndicate headed by a man called the Papa Bear. He was responsible for “external relationships”, a term used for people collecting debt. However, when returning from a business trip, Jack found Papa Bear murdered by someone within the syndicate. Through series of searches with the aid of Bobby Mole, Sammy Shrew, Alfred Ape, and Mother Goose, Jack have located and found the culprit, who committed suicide before Jack could reach him. However, the cost of the witch hunt was heavy, as members become distrustful and abandoned the family. This led to many problems, as opposing syndicate began a lookout for Jack Rabbit, chasing him from the east to the west. On the advice of Mother Goose, Jack rabbit went into hiding. The following are letters leading to the day he arrived at happy home.

January 18, 1977
Dear Leveret,

Sigmund Frog defected; it is no longer safe to stay in the central. On early morning of January 20th, leave through Yonge St. and head to the train station. Monkey will take to the safehouse. Do not bring any weapons, leave your belonging behind. This is not a business trip, it’s a runaway.

Love,
Mother Goose


January 25, 1997

Dear Leveret,
Was the stay nice? Sorry I could not find time to visit, please understand this is for your own safety. Even now, I do not know of my own survival. I heard from Monkey you wanted your Jack Knife that you left in Papa Bear’s mansion. I cannot promise you anything, as the house is under heavy surveillance. This is no longer our turf; we are no longer the glorious family that Papa Bear envisioned. So bear with it a little, and Monkey will find you a better place.

Love,
Mother Goose


February 1, 1977
Dear Mother Goose,
Monkey’s dead, the gunshot was fired last night. They found the place. Someone’s leaking information. I’m wrote this at Papa’s favorite place, I think you know where it is. I’m asking David to send this, I think he’ll be safe, he’s neutral. I do not believe I can stay here too long either. I’m waiting here for twenty-four hours, after which I’m leaving for the west. So it might be a while before you hear from me again.

With utmost respect,
Jack Rabbit

February 2, 1977
-------telegram---------
Run. 040604

February 15, 1977
Dear Mother Goose,
Are you well? What’s happening? The central police are going crazy, they are killing more people than the Ernestos. I’m at the place you indicated, but what now? What is going on?

With utmost respect,
Jack Rabbit

February 29, 1977
Dear Leveret,
I’m sorry for the long delay. The police are bought over by Ramian family. It’s chaotic in the central. The Ernestos are history now. I’m staying at the summer cottage, only Billy Jay is in the centrals. For now, we’ll try and find the traitor, before then I want you to stay there. I’ve sent messages to Judy Mice and have you arranged to work at “Happy Home”. If anything you need, contact her, I’m afraid it is no longer safe for you to send messages to me.

With all my love,
Mother Goose

PS. Be careful, especially at home.

Additional info: Jack craves for music, though he is deaf. He perceives sound as colors, a psychological disorder which allowed him to cope with his disability. If he had not listened to music for a long time, Jack will smoke heavily to cope.

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Notyetdone

(( holy..... i believe this is the most well thought out rp i have seen in a while with the biggest first post i have seen.... haha well time to spend probably a good half an hour to an hour on my sheet! ))


Name: Mason Jordan Sheehan

Age(7-25): 13

Gender: Male

Room: 115

Regular Appearance

He doesn't wear socks or shoes, his pants are a little bit to long for him so the bottoms fold just to the arch of his feet, and his sleeves are to long for him, so he usually folds them to grab things, but does push them up to get his hands out, His tie on the other hand is a nice ruby red, that contrasts with his white shirt, and gray dress pants


Psyche-Form:
Within psyche form mason had dropped a foot in height making him look more like a child, but able to run much much faster, and be nimble quick and spotless among other psyche forms.



The things that really change is that his clothes shrunk directly to his new size. he can run fast without tripping and hit without pulling up his sleeves, and over all, is a lot stronger in this form than his weak normal self. His hair grew a little more, and his pasty white skin in now a slightly tan color, signaling him becoming healthier in this form.

Psyche-Form Weapon(s):
a medium sized sword that is slightly curved, seemingly the perfect size for mason, he uses it while sprinting at his fast speeds in psyche form
http://eagleswords.com/library/PirateSimitarSword.jpg

Background

Mason was born on January 24, 1963, From what everyone tells him

Mason has been inside the happy home since he was around age 9. Being ten and left alone in the world created him to go into a depression that he never seemed to recover from, he never made any friends since the day he entered the happy homes mental hospital. Until age eleven, he was always sad and alone, eating and playing with himself away from others, he kept a journal noting many poems he wrote with his vast dictionary of words.

At age ten he was starting to recover from his mental breakdown when he entered, and was starting to write happy, funner poems, and made a friend, this friendship lasted eight months until that friend was driven insane and taken to the second level, never to be heard from again. He soon fell back into a horrible mental crisis

Once mason was eleven, he had started to journal every day in the mental hospital, and stretch his mind, he was becoming smarter, but still he always kept to himself, constantly, although he was becoming interested in girls because of the hormones developing within his ever growing body, he had one crush but always kept it to himself, and eventually forgot about her all entirely. Four months until he was fourteen he had a gigantic mental break down, and is still recovering from it.

At age twelve, Mason had stunted his growth and now is almost always silent, hes been starting to open up to a couple new people. Socializing had become a part of his agenda, it had been four years since he entered and he had only talked to one person, he was opening up to many more people, though he was only sharing words for each encounter with them. He was starting to hear someone talking about "psyche locks" but he just thought they were a little bit more loopy than other people around here, and to make his hypothesis correct, that patient was taken up to the second floor patient area, he had forgotten about everything about psyche locks afterwards. He had much more troubling things to deal with, his mental break down was worsening, and he was being driven insane by himself, he was always able to control himself when he was peering into the eyes of the masks the reinforces wear, but when alone he would always chatter to himself making up stories to tell himself, and constantly, a new one over and over. He was happy because these stories where. Happy sunshine, being outdoors, seeing the sun, and feeling it on your skin, He always wanted that since he was brought in here. Now he is actually starting to seclude himself, in his room most of the time, and he draws pictures in the dust on the ground, they are magical and fantastic he believes, but doodles to most other people

Now at age thirteen, he is just silent, he keeps his thoughts to himself and no one really talks to him, he loaths those who are talked to and wishes for the same. He is starting to go into a hole of depression again....

Additional info:
Mason is about 5'2, being small is his ideal trait with being smart, he has been finding out new words every chance he could get, and always using them or finding out their meaning. He is sometimes skiddish and always silent, though he has been starting to talk to people a little bit more. He is about 14 1/6, keeping track of the date is something he automatically does, with one scratch on his bedpost every week, a mark on his wall for every month, and an X on his wall for every year.

((im hoping this is good enough, flag anything you don't like! ))

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Befram

Name: Basil Lake.
Age 15
Gender: Male
Room: 114
Appearance:
He is rather well trained from the constant practice he had for baseball before, not exactly gym muscular trained but more slim. He was healthy colored from being out on his free time, but because of the time he has been spending indoors in the home makes that hardly show anymore. His eye color is a very light blue, which is what most people maybe would remember him by if not for his missing left hand. He wears an old gray shirt with too long arms for him, they are usually rolled up but he rolls the one on the left side down when his friend “goes to sleep” as he puts it. And on his face there's always a serene smile, as if nothing could possibly worry him. Which not much can do now anyway.

His hair is brown and pretty long as he seldom get an haircut, he would do it himself but sharp objects are hard to find and the personal aren’t too eager to get close to him. As an result his hair gets over his eyes which he wished it would stop doing.

He wears jeans which are slightly gray and old, no longer being the stiff things they originally were but comfortable, though they are beginning to get a bit short around the ankles as he has grown. This making an odd contrast with the too large shirt.
For footwear he just wears three socks over each other, making them thick enough to almost serve as normal shoes.

Psyche-Form: In his psyche form his lost hand is restored, glowing slightly silver. But it’s not just back, it has an personality of its own which it constantly shows by talking with the mouth on the palm of the hand. His shirt draws itself in, fitting perfectly. His skin, though hard to see gets just slightly darker, just the same as before he was sent to the home. His hair sets itself in a ponytail, getting rid of it around his eyes.

Psyche-Form Weapon(s A kusarigama, for those who don't know what that is here's a picture. http://www.gods-inc.de/macavity/Isle...kusarigama.gif

Background: He lived in a very expecting family, always getting belittled by his parents whenever his grades weren’t good enough for their taste, and he wasn’t bad in school really, he had the average grades that most of the people in his class had. Though despite his parents ridiculing him he was cheerful, he had baseball which he loved and was pretty good at, this was the only thing his parents ever admitted him being good at as well.

Often he would just practice swinging the bat himself in order to get even better for the next match, in his mind he even thought he might become a baseball champion one day. Obviously that did not happen, when walking home from practice he lost his left hand in an accident where a car lost control, managing to jump but it driving over and crushing his hand in the process. After his release from the hospital he tried to ease everyone’s worriesby starting to study harder, which his parents of course approved, and keeping up a cheerful attitude to his classmates.

Though secretly he went deeper and deeper into depression and that plus the effort of seeming as cheerful as his old self eventually broke him. The mental stress won over him and his whole being dropped into misery, the outer and inner side.

After several therapist visits, which only reminded him what was wrong with him he just got worse until eventually he went so down into the pool of despair he emerged upon the other blissful side of it, starting to talk to the missing space of his arm as if there was actually someone there, no longer seeing it as a loss but as having gained a new friend. This of course unnerved his parents even more, so they were very pleased when they found “happy home” and sent him there for his own good as they put it. Though sometimes you can ask if he even cared, as long as his friend is with him he’s alright. Though he admits to missing the outside.

Notyetdone

((alright i think i edited everything you told me to i cant wait!!))

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