LesleyDrakken

The Hawthorn Facility

Both of the characters I've used on this site are ones I've never used before. P= I've been trying to find a good RP in the casual forum too, but nothing's come up yet that I'm interested in.

Asylum for the Supernatural

Sheridan walked out without his head between his hands, bumping in to people and barely paying attention to what was going on. It was only after a while that he remembered he had a room to go too, and after some poking around he found out were this was. However, it was rather bare in there since he'd only brought a suitcase of clothes with him, and soon he was back out in the hallway wandering around the various public rooms, hoping to find something interesting going on.

Asylum for the Supernatural

Sheridan kept his face buried. "I don't like it when people lose control of their powers and die, and I don't like talking in front of big groups of people. And I REALLY, REALLY don't like it when my mom gets remarried and has a new baby and forgets all about dad." It helped his anxiety not to have to look at the people he was talking too, even if it made make him hard to understand.

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Others may have been tense about the situation, but Ardal didn't think twice about listening to someone who promised him a shower and regular meals. As he came up in line he smiled and scratched the back of his head. "Ardal Robles. Don't make me do any paper work junk either, can't read or write."

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Making sure the snake in his sleeve was as still as possible, Ardal stood at the end of the line, used to avoiding being in peoples' way.

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Making his way through the crowd, Ardal saw something flicker out of the corner of his eyes. Looking down on the ground he saw a small green garter snake flicking its tongue and staring at him expectantly. He sighed with a smile, it was happening quicker then normal this time. Still, he thought that it would be nice to have a companion in this place and quickly slipped the snake up his coat sleeve, hoping no one would notice.

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It had been dark inside the bus, so as he stepped out Ardal rubbed his eyes in the daylight. Someone growled in his ear but he was looking at the ground through his fingers and didn't see who it was. He was feeling fairly disoriented and not himself; everything in the past few days had happened so quickly.

Asylum for the Supernatural

Sheridan's eyes dart around the room. He hadn't thought about being called out, and now he had stage freight.

"Uhm, uhm, my name is Sheridan Reinsberg and I. Sometimes my family calls me DanDan. I like eating horror movies and watching egg sandwiches and I have two brothers and a mom. I can make demons do my homework and chores for me and I feel really cold inside all of the time." He pulled his knees up on the chair and hid his face from everyone else, rocking back and forth.

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So can I go ahead and post?

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Oh, right, fixed. (I read the rules last night but forgot about the Orthys thing)