Name: Richard Erik O'Reilly.
Age: Nineteen.
Sex: Male.
Sexual/Romantic Preference: Bisexual Biromantic.

Diagnosis: Antisocial Personality Disorder/Explosive Anger Disorder.
Circumstance of Break: History of violence when unprovoked, the last straw being a skirmish with a teacher in which he tried to pry their eyeball out with a tool he stole from his science class.
Supernatural Identity: Half demon.
Stay Length: Four months.





Personality:

Intelligent and charming, the boy has always proven to be incredibly engaging when approached and often had a knack for holding conversation with all who would offer it to him. It wasn't hard for him to get the conversation that he avidly craved and he often seemed to shine wherever he was in life. The kind of kid that teachers praised for his intelligence but were inherently weary of for his seemingly troubled behavior.
Though he's warm and friendly to those he tries to earn the trust of, he seems ready to snap on a dime, and when he does snap, there's often no stopping him. He becomes very cold very quickly and his entire mannerism changes so sharply and so suddenly that it could be deemed disturbing. It only lasts in short bursts and gets replaced by morbid humor. Often making light of his bad behavior, he's definitely not a friend that anyone has the patience for.

Biography:

Born to a fairly normal family, he lived what most would consider a normal life and he was a very bright child who was teeming with ideas and imagination. A love for story books and learning, the child was cherished by his mother and father and there was no reason to believe that there was ever anything off about him. It wasn't until he started school that he started acting out, childish acts of bullying which often ended in skinned knees and tearful tattling. He learned to love sitting out during recess because it became kind of a theme.

The theme continued though his actions grew bolder and more violent, he became the bully that shoved students into lockers and started physical altercations rather than verbal. Usually found trailing after a more vocal bully, he was the added force to any scary team and he was scary.

His actions were brushed off like most bullying and he went through school being one person to the teachers and a completely different person to the students who irked him. Until one day, he had been lurking around the science room and found himself compelled to hide the sharp scalpel from the dissections into the pocket of his jeans as he made his way to the next class.

It was the strangest urge but he found himself compelled to it. The teacher had just chose the wrong time to approach him, he snapped, barreled her over and with some animalistic force, he found himself trying to pry the eye from her face with uneven jabs of the scalpel. He was dragged off of her by the school officer, still writhing and trying to grab for the scalpel.
That landed him here.

Name: Avery Jacob Myers.
Age: Eighteen.
Sex: Male.
Sexual/Romantic Preference: Asexual Gray-Aromantic.

Diagnosis: Avoidant Personality Disorder.
Circumstance of Break: A catastrophic meltdown in the midst of a school dance.
Supernatural Identity: Seer - Ability to see past and future events upon the touch of another being.
Stay Length: Two months.





Personality: Eccentric and excitable, the boy is known for his exuberance to become very interested in just about anything. The type of person that you could tell any small accomplishment to and receive heavy praise from. Dripping with natural kindness, it's hard to expect that anything could be different about this boy from any other highschooler.
Though he's plagued with a kind of hesitance in social settings, often not going out of his way to try to introduce himself, though it can be seen as a shyness of some sort. Quiet and observant, he is extremely friendly when approached but reluctant for emotional or physical endeavors.

Biography: Born with a natural drive to explore the unknown, Avery became aware of his powers at a very early age and learned that the only way to keep himself sane was to refrain from engaging himself in social structure and he became very good at it. His family wasn't much of a large family, a single mother and a pair of younger siblings who often liked to get on his nerves but he was a good older brother to them.

He went through his life with a withdrawn approach and nobody ever seemed to bother him until the day of the school dance. His mother was excited to introduce him to a girl that she practically begged him to take and he went along with it, trying to keep his thoughts drawn and it went fine until she asked him to dance.

The first touch of her hands was fine, just a jolting memory of her childhood in tones of gold and green but when his arms found her waist, he was bowled over. It was a future event, a trauma and a knife, screaming and stumbling, choking on blood. He was trying to see through the scene but the colors were too bright and suddenly everything around him was full of the agony coursing through his stomach and he was crumpling to the ground.

The screaming and the tears were coming from him and the dance seemed to halt around him, a thousand eyes and dim lighting was the only thing in his sight now. There was no knife and there was no blood on the stomach he was clutching, he couldn't stop screaming and sobbing when the finally wheeled him off.

Reluctantly, his mother agreed to send him to Lyle's.

Name: Sophia Mistly
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Sexual/Romantic Preference: Straight

Diagnosis: Borderline Personality Disorder
Circumstance of Break: One morning, Sophia was found in her bed covered in blood, wounds all over her body.
Supernatural Identity: Shadewisp (Sophia can manipulate shadows and darkness, even converting her body into shadow to a limited extent. However, this ability can only be used when her body is in a relatively dark environment. When exposed to even normal amounts of light, her abilties are inactive and her physical strength is less than even that of a normal girl of her size.)
Stay Length: 6 months
Likes: Sweets, plushies, sleeping, and darkness.
Dislikes: Other people, being honest, and light.

Personality: The stablest thing about Sophia's mood is its instability; she can go from quiet contentment to rage in an instant. As a pathological liar, she is adept at hiding her feelings, but never forgets who it was that upset her. She has been plagued with depression and trust issues for the majority of her life, and finds it nearly impossible to be positive or feel safe in the company of others. Though she is usually aloof and calm, on occasion she can become surprisingly aggressive.

Biography: Sophia the only child of a very wealthy couple, both of whom are the CEOs of the companies they work for. As a result, she scarcely ever spends time with her parents. Therefore, she was practically raised by the nannies her parents hired to care for her. Once she became old enough to attend school, she was sent to a prestigious academy for children. There she never quite fit in; her interests were in reading and other solitary activities, which only earned her the scorn of her peers.

For the next decade, her life was stagnant; those around her at school were far more sociable than she, and she found herself perpetually excluded. At the same time, her school work became more demanding by the year. At the age of fifteen, Sophia snapped; she simply stopped doing her homework and took a strong interest in the occult. If none of the other kids would befriend her, she would just have to find companionship elsewhere. For a year, her search for the mysterious proved fruitless... until that one night, when a force from within threatened to tear her body to shreds.

Diagnosis: Cannibalism, Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder (more obsessive than compulsive)
Circumstance of Break: Found by police to be consuming the dug-up corpse of a recently deceased man who had been buried a day prior, and while in custody was constantly searching for coins and threatening to harm the children of the officers. Cyril didn't come to until the morning after the incident.
Supernatural Identity: Ghoul
_{(Arabic culture; a type of shapeshifting demon, known for collecting coins, terrorizing children, and consuming the dead)}
Stay Length: 3 months (Subject to change)

Likes/Dislikes: Likes hot/dry weather, shiny tokens such as coins or medallions, graveyards and such things associated with death. As well, he likes carnivorous foods such as steak, fish, etc, and will rarely eat any type of vegetable or fruit. Also likes learning about the human body. He dislikes being around multiple people for too long, when people touch his belongings without permission (though he's likely to refuse permission regardless of who it is). Also dislikes wet weather and large, open spaces. He likes to feel secluded.

Hobbies: Collects coins and other such tokens, and has a rather vast array of coins, which he organizes meticulously and never lets anyone do anything more than look at them. He studies human anatomy when he's not searching for coins, and will sometimes draw Da Vinci's Vitruvian Man on spare pieces of paper laying around. He used to enjoy hunting, but since he's at Lyle's, he obviously can't do that.

Personality: Generally a fairly sweet guy, Cyril is only limited by the stigma of what he was institutionalized for, and by his odd obsessions (coins, meat, human anatomy). He insists he's not cannibalistic, that he just had a mental lapse, and that he's not insane. As he'd say, "Collecting coins is a normal hobby, right?". He finds comfort in the familiarity of his collection, which is his reasoning behind his desperate searching for coins at the police station when the incident happened. Cyril tries to rationalize things, and likes to get straight to the point. He's convinced he doesn't have any real problems.

Biography: Given up at a mere age of 1 year, Cyril never knew and never cared to learn who his parents were. He was adopted, and his life as an orphan ended as quick as it had begun. His adoptive parents, who he always recognized as his real ones, lived out in the woods, just outside of a small town. His father was a hunter, and during deer season, they'd eat the meat and lots of it. Cyril was very fond of eating said meat, and even went out hunting with his father once he was old enough to withstand the kick of a rifle to his shoulder. He enjoys his meat cooked rare; any more than that and he doesn't enjoy it.

He always had a knack for finding loose change around the house, and even took a metal detector out into the forest where he lived in search of more. His parents thought nothing of it, since coin collection is a common hobby. When he turned 16, Cyril got a job as a waiter, and kept every single bit of change he got. To this day, he has over $400 in coins alone, not counting the value of old, outdated currency he's stumbled upon and kept in his collection.

He lived a relatively normal life, working a part time job, collecting coins, and eating local wildlife he and his father hunted. In school he excelled in his Biology and Anatomy classes, having a peculiar interest in the human body. It was, however, when his mother decided to take his collected money to the bank and deposit it into his bank account for him that set him off. She'd touched his belongings without his permission, and that screwed with his deepest obsession. In hysterics when he came home to find his entire collection of coins, aside from the ones no longer in circulation, gone, Cyril ran out of the house into the forests. He describes what happened as blacking out after being really pissed off. He doesn't remember anything aside from going into his room after his mother had taken his coins away. He was told he'd cannibalized a dead body, but refuses to believe he actually ate any of it, despite having been shown pictures of the body.

He was taken to Lyle's House shortly after the incident, and has thus far just been trying to prove he's not a cannibal, despite what his diagnosis is.