The Asylum

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Name: Maria Alexander

Age: 17

Gender: Female

What you are: Prisoner

Special Gift: She can convince anyone or any thing to do whatever she wishes if she touches them

Appearance: She has dark brown hair and light blue eyes, her li skin is porcelain.

Personality: Hates her looks and her power, however it does come in handy. She just wishes she was normal but that doesn't effect her peppy personality. Shes friendly.

History: Grew up in a large rich family that automatically noticed her power. Tried to use it to gain more power but she hated them for it.

Other: Up for love.
The one who smiles the most has something to hide.

..i'm lonely...message me..some how add me on your social networking site (unless you are some creepy weirdo who stalks girls for their organ harvesting company..i personally like them inside of me thankyou :) )




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Finally back! Haha okay, here we go:

Name: Aylen Robinson

Age: 17

Gender: Female

What you are: Prisoner

Special Gift: Can control the elements fire, earth, water, air, and spirit

Appearance: Medium-length blonde hair with light pink streaks. Blue-green eyes. Tan-ish skin. About 5' 6"

Personality: Aylen's sweet when she wants to be, but most of the time she's very sarcastic and a little rude. Her constant sarcasm can tend to be a little annoying sometimes, but somehow people manage. One of her favorite pasttimes is annoying (and sometimes scaring) the crap out of the "nice" men in white coats. She usually makes them believe she'll burn them (or something ;)) even though they know she can't. Otherwise, she just messes with them and sometimes confuses them with (usually) false logic. She's very smart, witty, and clever. Despite her love of mischief, she's sincere and sweet when she's with her friends or when someone's upset.

History: Aylen grew up living a normal life, but was exposed to the five elements above at the same time she was exposed to radioactive waste (coincidental, much?) The guys from the asylum came for her a few days later.

Other: Up for love, if she doesn't annoy you too much ;)
Singing: It's more than my forte; it's my fortissimo
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They say "Guns don't kill people. People kill people."
Well, I think guns help. If you just stand there and yell BANG I don't think you're going to kill too many people...




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*Can we keep boys and girls a little more balanced? I'm not asking you to change anything, but if you are planning on another character, could you please check its balanced? PM me if you really need it to be whatever...*
Life isn't fair,
its just fairer than death,
that's all...




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anyone know when were staring?
Everything has been figured out, except how to live.

Jean-Paul Sartre




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Ill make a male, but Im warning you I wont be able to post allot over the summer, but I will check as often as possible

Name: Matthias Van Helsing

Age: 19

Gender: Male

What you are: Prisoner

Special Gift: His bones are coated in a metal ten times harder than steel. The metal charged his body, giving him animalistic features that show mostly in his elongated canines. He has senses (sight, hearing, smell etc.) rivaling a wolfs. His cells are also charged with the metal and they regenerate and an amazing rate. He can not reform limbs, but cuts and other such things he can fix in a matter of seconds. He feels the pain as it happens in its full extent, and he can only heal if he is concious. His mid is also affected he has limited telepathy that allows him to see everything that is going to happen around him for a few seconds into the future.


Appearance: He is pale and his appearance is slightly animalistic. His canines are longer than normal and his blue eyes have a feral gleam to them. His hair is dark brown and is naturally messy. He is average height but well muscled. He always seems to be moving, even when he is siting still. When he walks he looks like he's going to run at any second.

Personality: Despite his appearance he is a very calm and well natured person. He is very relaxed and hates to be rushed. He is tries to be a big brother to all of the people in the Asylum and he does his best to keep them safe and out of trouble.

History: Grew up with his brother in a small town. They did a lot of camping and hunting in the woods around their town, but the more he killed the more like an animal he became. Eventually he began to think like one and he tried to eat an animal with his bare hands. He hates himself for that and now only fights to defend the people he cares about.

Other: Up for love
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne




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We can start now. Anyone want to? Your first post should be before the asylum. And then you can skip to where Ephraim comes in. Volunteers?
Life isn't fair,
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that's all...




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I might save a spot ... if there are still spots to be claimed ... that is.
"Man is least himself when he talks in his own person.

Give him a mask and he will tell you the truth."

-- Oscar Wilde




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I'll start!

Ada Graves

The ceiling of the common room was cracked and specks of dust snowed down with each loud thud from the floor above. I coughed as a cloud of dust fell over my head. What are they doing up there? I pushed myself up from where I was laying on an old grey couch and looked around the empty room. Where is everyone?

The room had been empty nearly all day. None of the others here had been around. It was only a little strange, but it was a nice day outside. Everyone was probably in the yard enjoying the day.

I didn't like to be in the yard though, the tall stone wall that surrounded it blocked out the expanse of forest I just knew had to be waiting behind it. Oh well.

Footsteps sounded in the hallway. It wasn't long before they stopped and someone spoke. "Hey there, Ada. What are you doing in here all alone?"

"Just sitting." I said as I turned to see who was in the doorway.

***Anyone can jump on in***
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ok :D

Maria Alexander~~

The sun beat down Maria's forhead, but her mind was filled with more annoyance than anything dealing with sweat. She sat in a sun dress of to the side of the main party, her hair was in two seperate pigtails. She felt like an animal at the zoo who was new to the isplay, she could overhear the cooing of others at her.

"I hear they are planning to marry her off soon," One woman gossiped.

"I know to that big business partner!"

She got up and left, leaving the party behind. HEr bleak expression wasn't seen but she left to wander the spacious garden. The sun streamed throughout the large trees that provided thorough shade but enough heat to provide one with room for thought. She didn't notice the massive shadow behind her and was quick to notice the needle injecting something into her arm.

"Careful! Don't touch her!" The voice was the last thing she heard.

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Maria awoke in a pristine room under the covers the color of lavender. She smiled, the room was warm but not too hot. SHe rolled in her bed and eventually fell out.

"WAh!!!!" SHe hit the ground with a thump taking the soft cover with her.

"Hello anyone there?"
The one who smiles the most has something to hide.

..i'm lonely...message me..some how add me on your social networking site (unless you are some creepy weirdo who stalks girls for their organ harvesting company..i personally like them inside of me thankyou :) )




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Oscar

Oscar put down his paint brush with a sigh. The colors where all wrong, the shapes distorted and irregular on the canvas. He looked around the deserted art room, searching for any signs of life but the room was empty. Turning back to his painting he took a deep breath and drew his bare hands across the sheet. It exploded instantly with color and he smiled, finally satisfied withe the finished result.

With a clunk the door creaked open. He span around, knocking over the painting in the process. Oscar swore loudly before dropping to his knees, peeling the now spoiled art work off the floor.

As he straightened up a sharp pain hit him in the back of the neck. He shouted in pain, pulling out the jagged piece of metal that had been shot at his spine. Then he froze, it was dart. Before Oscar had time to duck reigns of darts fell into the classroom, piercing his arms, legs, any part of bare flesh they could reach. He fell to the floor, thoughts clouding over as firm hands gripped his shoulders from behind and heaved him upwards
Everything has been figured out, except how to live.

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Oh whoops, I posted already in the asylum. But Ada has been there the majority of her life anyways so maybe it's appropriate.
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Mikael Eisenstein

"Hey Mikey, can you shift that car over in the east block?" Called my father across the vast junkyard.
"Sure, Dad." I smiled running across the yard until i reached the car in question. I layed my hand on the cars steel chassis and watched my skin change and the light begin to reflect of the pristine steel of my hands. I grabbed the car and lifted it over my head before setting off toward the car lot. I tossed into the crusher and felt something ping of my back. I looked down to see a dart, the needle badly bent out of shape.
"What the hell!" I looked around for the source of the shot. Suddenly a truck pulled into the yard and men with stun guns and tazers jumped out.
"Just come with us sonny." Said one calmly beconing me towards them. My mind jumped back to my fathers words when i was child, Stay away from strangers.
"No! If you want me you'll have to talk to my dad." I turned to walk away and felt tazers strike my back.
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I woke up in a strange room wearing strange clothes. I jumped up and began anxiously looking through cupboards and drawers. To my suprise i found my own clothes. Where the hell am i?, I thought worriedly.
I have looked into the eye of the storm and stared it down. I am an adrenaline junky and i know no fear.




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Ephraim:

One day, I was siting in front of my house meditation, they came. They came to get us.
A dark back was put over my eyes and I was lifted up.
I struggled. Kicked. Sweard. Beat around me. But nothing seemed to help. I didn't get any response.
I was thrown in the back of a truck or a car or something.

After a seemingly endless ride, someone open the trunk, grabbed me, slumped me over their shoulder as if I were a back pack and thrown into a room.
I lay on the floor for some time, when I dared to move again. I took the sack off my head, and found myself in a room, beautiful with big windows, were the sun shone in.
I looked around.
The room had a bed, a dresser, a cupboard and a table with a computer on it.
Actually quite nice.
I walked toward the window. It was closed. you couldn't open it.
I looked down.
The room I was in was about 5 storage's high.
I went to the door. I wasn't locked.

As I walked down the corridor, I heard voices coming out of a room.
I opened the door quietly and peeked in.
Inside there were children, teenagers, adults, all of it sitting in a living room like room, reading, playing, watching TV...
I opened the door and stepped in.
The people went quiet.
They were all wearing the same I noticed.
One girl got up and walked towards me. She stopped,towering over me.
"Hi. I'm Cappy. Welcome."

*is that OK that I took Cappy?*
Life isn't fair,
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Matthias~~

I unzipped the zipper to the tent and steeped out into the frigid air. The air buffeted my shivering skin and made frost gather there. Steam escaped from my mouth and clouded my vision.

Next to me my brother stepped out of the tent, five layers of clothes wrapped around him.

"How can you stand to be out here with only pants on?"

"I have a body temperature about forty degrees higher than you. I don't really get cold."

He kept on talking but I wasn't listening. Something was out there around them.

I looked at my brother.

"What?"

"Get inside the tent, and don't come outside."

He went in without question and I waited a second before jumping straight up. I landed on a branch and swayed in the quiet wind. I closed my eyes and reached out with my senses feeling the people around me. There were twelve of them all advancing towards the tents. I knew what they were and I was scared. I moved across the tree tops until the first was in sight.

I dropped down and slammed my elbow into his face. He dropped to the ground silently and his gun slipped from his grasp.

I picked it up and turned towards the others. Five more dropped before a stray tranquilizer caught me in the side. I looked down at the long capsule poking out of my side and sighed. This was it. This was the last time I would see the stars, or run through the trees. I looked at the man who had shot me and I smiled.

I advanced towards him and horror spread across his face. My hands rested on his shoulders and I said, "Remember this face. For it shall be wherever you are, haunting you until the day you die." The tranquilizer had already spread mostly through my body but for some reason it was not effecting me as fast. I stood for a couple more seconds and then fell to the soft forest floor.
Words - so innocent and powerless as they are, as standing in a dictionary, how potent for good and evil they become in the hands of one who knows how to combine them. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne




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That's fine arya but Cappy is short

Cappy~

I looked up as a new boy step into the room, he looked confused but that how we all were at first.

I got up to walk over to him. "Hi I'm Cappy Welcome." I greeted while smiling.

"Hey I'm Ephraim. . .what did you mean welcome?" he asked confusion writien all over his face.

"Well. . .um. . ." I looked over my shoulder to where one of the 'helpers' was keeping a close eye on me. "I'll give you a tour." I smiled as I grab his hand and walked out of the room and down the hall.

"Where are we going? Where are we?" he asked getting annoyed.

"This place is 'helping us become normal." I mocked as I rolled my eyes.

"What do you mean? I have no idea what your talking about." Ephraim stuttered playing dumb.

I shook my head "Where all here because of are gifts." I said with a sigh. "The people here thank were monsters because of are talents and are trying to brainwash us to be normal." I remarked.

"How can we ever be normal?" he asked.

"I'm not sure really these people here are out of it." I shrugged as we continued walking.

(sorry it isn't really good.)
"Why don't we let Peeta claim it, since he died today?"-Finnick (Catching Fire)

"We may be friends and all, but if were being chased by crazy flesh eating zombies. I won't lie. . .I'll trip you."~ Me after watching the hills have eyes.



To gain your own voice, you have to forget about having it heard.
— Allen Ginsberg