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The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

Lucille blinked for perhaps the first time when Chris addressed her, and with a couple moments of hesitation, she averted her eyes. It took quite a bit of willpower, and that impulsive part of her hoped for someone else to stare at. "Sorry," she mumbled, looking around and hoping that someone would come in with her meds soon. She knew very well that she got pretty...loopy without the drugs that balanced whatever was wrong in her mind.

She was startled by a voice whispering: "I love red."

Swinging her head around to look at the speaker, Lucille went into staring mode again. She wasn't quite sure if this had been a compliment but couldn't imagine what else it would be, although something about the voice vaguely sounded threatening. I'm just being paranoid.
So she forced a smile but forgot to take her eyes away. "Thank you," she said.

The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

The fuzzy shapes of infrared signatures woke Lucille, and she protested their rough holds with a short cry. Vaguely she wondered if they were dragging her off to give her her medication but they never did this; they usually slid her pills into her cell along with breakfast. Her short but wild mane of red hair went everywhere as she resisted the guards fruitlessly. "What about--Agh!" She was cut off by an impatient and luckily light blow to the head. "My pills," she finished in a tiny mumble before being shoved into the room with everyone else.

Her eyes flitted to the corner, to what looked like a bunch of twins and a blind person. With caution she moved closer to them, too curious to resist, and stared at them without saying a word.

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Guards and Gifts (Gifted Teen Roleplay) [1 AVAILABLE SPOT]

It was with quiet caution that Alda stepped out of the helicopter. For several moments it had seemed as though a sense of odd calm had muted her fear, but now the effect was fading and her heart was thudding away, shaking her chest, but it didn't show. She walked slowly behind Estella and let her feet fall heavily; she'd read somewhere a long time ago that heavy footfalls had a good chance of scaring away snakes. Absently she reached behind her and felt at the handle of her axe for reassurance.

They could be anywhere, she reminded herself, and it's against the odds that they'll be hanging around in the desert. I mean, there's hardly anything to do out here.

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The Darwin Project (An asylum roleplay)

Name: Lucille West
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance:

Lucille

Adaptation: Seeing/sensing infrared.

Song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8vmYvljVOFo

Bio: She was admitted to the asylum five years ago due to extreme anxiety and paranoid delusions, which resulted in her causing her family (who were too poor to afford medication and therapy) a lot of trouble: she'd run away from home, she'd skip her classes, and in a couple of cases attack classmates. Her mental condition had gradually gotten worse over the course of about a year and she was finally carted off after several days of refusing to eat because she'd become thoroughly convinced that there were tracking chips in her meals. After several years at the asylum, medication has helped to clear her head but the experimentation hasn't helped.

Personality: She has trust issues and a tendency to stare at people in an attempt to figure out their intentions. She hardly ever eats as much as she should. Why am I amazing?

Number: 5

Go through the Alphabet before someone posts a My Little Pony Picture

D

Go through the Alphabet before someone posts a My Little Pony Picture

C

Werewolf Roleplay - OPEN

Aldo certainly did smell that, but he didn't answer Vashti. His hackles rose and gave him a look like he'd been in a bathtub with a toaster. He stopped and stood stock still for several moments; the only movement he made was the rapid twitching of his wet nose. The dreadful-looking wolf burst from the trees with little warning and sent him into a fit of uncontrollable growling. This stranger was definitely a werewolf, but all he could smell on her was rage and saliva. Normally he'd be scuttling for the house with his tail pressed to his belly and shouting for the Ulfric. Thankfully Vashti kept him grounded.

He had little time to wonder whether the raving wolf had been a loner who'd gotten too close to a raccoon or something, for she had lunged at Vashti. With a fierce snap of his jaws, Aldo body-slammed into the female's flank and sent the likely-rabid werewolf sprawling. His mind was reeling. A simple shove like that wouldn't keep her from them. Sides heaving, he stepped between Vashti and the drooling mess without even noticing.

His eyes flickered wildly around their surroundings. He didn't want any more contact with the diseased wolf than he'd already had. Hoping she was able to reason but doubting it, he struggled to send a message to her.

Leave now or I'll kill you.

He imagined that the pack would probably track down the threat and kill her later anyway, but it was at least worth a try.