Welcome, newcomer. We introduce you to Animosity Asylum, home of the sick, diseased, and terminally ill. We are a prosperous facility set in the beautiful Waterville, Maine. We might not be the most prestigious, but we will take good care of you. Here, let us show you to your new quarters where you'll be staying for your duration. We hope you are quite comfortable here and we promise to help cure you of your ailments, please enjoy your stay. Well, you might as well learn to enjoy it, because I promise you, you will never escape us. Not even in death.
Post by Serenia Castor on Jan 27, 2012 8:09:00 GMT -6
Siren felt that sharp jolt on her skin and down her spine. She shuddered and stepped back, that fire still lighting her up from the inside out. This male was fucking retarded. Flipping her blond locks back over her shoulder, she crossed her arms.
"I'd love to see you try, Mate.
She mocked him with that last word that dripped from her lips. He may be more powerful than she, but Siren had a lot of bull shit she'd been dealing with as it was. Her head pounded with fury, in hopes that Coby might stay out of it. Then again, he just might not.
She threw a quick glance over her shoulder at Coby then turned back to Junior.
"Look, Junior, I don't want to deal with your bullshit today. Quit acting tough and walk out. Mkay, sweety?"
She motioned him toward the door. Siren was acting all kind and innocently sweet, but her tone of voice was sarcastic.
You can finance your bones and your kidneys.
For every market, a sub-market grows.
But best you be punctual with making your payments,
Lest it be you on the concrete below.
Post by Vincent Stovall on Feb 6, 2012 22:39:45 GMT -6
"You're not my type, I don't dig floozies.." He cocked back, Junior just wanted to piss them off. He'd been in a real bad mood lately, he was acting much different than his nonchalant self.
Tonight he wanted to fight. And he knew it too, understood what he was getting into. Junior though knew he had a great advantage over most the patients. Unlike them, his "disease" was a physical thing, one that he controlled and could use deadly.
The small shock he sent against the woman's skin was nothing compared to a massive lightning strike he could have pushed through her. He saw her eyes move, he could see everything. God, he was gifted.
The man then started to laugh, which turned into hooting.
"Don't you just enjoy breaking the rules?!" And then he knew it, he felt it.. the sanity..
S l i p p i n g
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I'm not crazy. I'm just a little unwell. I know right now you can't tell.
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