I finally posted it. I still need to tweak a bit and need a few pics maybe but figured you can help with that if you want? I wanted to have some more but it doesn't have to have them. Plus if there is anything more that I need to add let me know.
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Seven years ago a latent gene that had not been identified as of yet by scientists became active. No one knows why it did but the gene allowed a person that slept and had nightmares to make the nightmares a reality. The gene was called DTR (dream to reality) by scientists and with much research and testing they were able to make a machine that blocked the gene and its reaction in the body that let this happen. However, not everyone could afford the machines and some had mutations that made the machine useless. These people were sent to a place called the Forbidden/Forsaken Zone or just the Zone for short. The Zone was the place where some of the worst and most destructive nightmares had first come to life. Half of the Zone was destroyed with buildings shattered and broken and the ground either dead or rubble. The Zone was split up into sections and surrounded by a wall that enclosed the area. Travel into and out of the Zone is strictly monitored and guarded.
The Zone:
Residential: This area is for families of children under the ago of 18 that have broken the and were sent to the detention center. The detention center is located in the residential sector. (see section on detention center for more details) It also houses people that were either originally from in this area or that can't afford life outside of the Zone but that are not destitute or broken.
Detention Center: The detention center houses children age 11 through 17 that have broken the law. Depending on the law broken, they are either residents or outpatients of the center. The residents are repeat offenders. The outpatients are ones whose families moved inside the Zone with them and are first time offenders. The outpatients must report to the center for 3 hours each day for rehabilitation. The residents are sentenced to stay at the Center until they are 18. If by that time they have not had any issues and prove redeemable they are free to go on a probationary basis. If they have more incidents and prove nonredeemable then they are transferred to prison which is in another section of the Zone where they will serve out a sentence based on the severity of the crime.
Dreamers:
Regular: have the gene that allows nightmares to be brought to life
Controllers: Have the gene. Can control their nightmares once they are brought to life. Cannot be harned by their own nightmares but can be by others.
Nulls: Do not have the gene at all. They can sense nightmares once they come to life. Due to their mutation they have protection from nightmares.
Blanks: Do not have the gene at all. Can't sense nightmares or people with the gene.
Gene Mutations:
Sensors: Can sense other that can control nightmares.
Shields: Are sensors that can cloak themselves so that a sensor cannot tell they have the gene to control nightmares. Cant detect other sensors however.
Projectors: Can bring nightmares to life through daydreams as well as through nightmares.
Amplifiers: Has the gene but their nightmares dont usually come to life. They make any nightmare around them stronger and if their nightmare comes to life it is very trong an hard to kill.
Beserkers: Has the gene but it is sporadic and can either bring a nightmare to life or trap the dreamer in their own dreams and make them almost impossible to wake up. Sometimes this results in comas.
Blends: Can have one or more of the other mutations. They are very rare.
Machine types:
Regular single: Only usable by one person. Can be plugged into electricity to recharge. Size of a large suitcase.
Couple: Made to accommodate two different brain patterns. Can be plugged into electricity to recharge. Size of a mini fridge.
Travel: Has limited battery life an can't be recharged. Battery must be replaced. Batteries only available at certain stores. Size of a small briefcase.
Medical: The most advanced of all the machines. Can hold multiple brain patterns before having to be wiped. Used on the sleep wards mostly but has detachable head units that can be used in different rooms. Units are good for 12 hours before they must be recharged on the main machine. The machine can be recharged with electricity. It is the size of two large refrigerators side by side.
Assorted information, some that might be mentioned already:
Dreamers are not hurt by their own nightmares. One in a thousand can control dreams or have a different gene mutation as well. If nightmares get out of control then it would go after the one that spawned them or anyone they had loved or spared. The only way that a nightmare could get out of control is if the person that spawned them is killed or rendered unconscious while they are materialized. Once the person becomes lucid they would once again not be effected by their own nightmare.
Portable machines for travelers have limited battery life before having to be replaced.
The gene doesn't hit until puberty. When they get past the age of 65 the gene goes dormant. Some nightmares that are not creatures can come to life but only by ones that can control nightmares. The more afraid a person is of something the more likely it is to come to life. The gene is activated by fear. People with the gene have worse and more vivid nightmares. One person in ten thousand can bring a nightmare to life through a daydream. This however makes them extremely drained and the nightmares only partially alive with a deactivation time limit. They evaporate fairly soon after waking if they are inanimate and do not have a mind.
DTR gene stands for dream to reality. Is what they named the gene once found.
There are PA and emergency centers for when nightmares come. Some houses have the same mechanisms as big businesses if they can afford them.
Blanks or Nulls are both names for people without the gene at all.
Prices of stuff in the Zone are inflated so that if one had 50 grand it would be the equivalent of maybe 20 grand.
The Zone was started as a place for those that can't afford the machines to live and such. It is also where some of the first major destructive nightmares spawned and as such a part of the Zone is pretty trashed.
The state of buildings and area are worse the more that you move away from the wall that surrounds the Zone.
Only residents ccan go through the gate for work and are tightly supervised. No one found guilty can ever go out of the Zone if it was a major crime and they are of age. Kids below the age of 18 that break the law are given three chances to reform if there was no death. If death occurred due to their nightmares then they are sent to the Zone but if nothing else happens before they turn 18 then they are allowed outside provisionally. Families can go with them to the Zone if they are underage. If a death or family emergency happens outside of the Zone then the families can be allowed outside of the Wall for three days. The child cannot leave the Zone until their sentence has been served.
Nulls have a gene that can protect them from nightmares somehow. One in ten thousand is a Null. They are heavily recruited by law enforcement. The test would only find the gene. It would not be able to pinpoint the mutations. While scientists have started to study the gene and the mutations they still haven't come up with a way to identify them right off as it is very subtle.
Am sorry you have been sick. That is no fun at all. Glad you are starting to get better though.
I think I got enough now but once I post if you don't like one of them we can always replace.
I think I got enough now but once I post if you don't like one of them we can always replace.
I would be interested in doing the roommate/demon one with you if you are still looking. I hope to hear from you soon.
I promise I am still doing this thing. I just haven't had time to type it in. Work has been sucking my soul as usual. I swear I have no time to just relax and decompress anymore. And they wonder why I don't smile. Fuck them. Anyways enough of the rambling. Hope things are going alright for u. Will try and get it posted this weekend.
I have finally gotten it all written out. Now just need to find time to type it up and make it look all pretty. I want to find some pics for each section as well just to make it look really cool.
Posted finally. I think it will make you smile.
Malcolm smiled happily when Katherine listened to his concerns about Laura and told him that she would check on it. The warm glow from that alone would have gotten him through the rest of the day and he still had another few hours to be in her company before he had to go about his won rounds and duties. It was truly wonderful. He walked around Katherine an watched the groups. Dr. Ashton had put some problematic couples together this time. He wasn't sure that putting Evan and Daniel together had been very smart, nor had putting Alice together with Ryan. However, he was sure that the Dr. had some sort of plan he just wasn't too clear right now on what that could be.. Maybe it was something to do with opposites and a different viewpoint being helpful to figure out their own issue. Yes, that must be it. It must be a new technique to help stabilize and self-diagnose. If that was not it then Fenris was just being sadistic and cruel and that was something that he just could not believe of the man. Any doctor would want to help these poor kids above all else so there was just no way it could be something like that.
He let out a little huff of laughter at the turn of his thoughts. He was really being silly today. It must be a part of his high from Katherine's praise that made him think such odd things. He glanced at Evan and Daniel and saw that so far nothing bad had happened. He then went over near Chess and Chris and saw them actually working together. It was nice to see them making some progress today. He had been a bit worried since Chris seemed to be in one of his states but it seemed he was just being paranoid.. I wish that his medicine would fix that so he could stabilize. He shivered when Chess laughed at something Chris said. Chess was one kid that he just did not know how to take. He always seemed ok for the most part but after having read his file Malcolm knew better. The boy had done some truly disturbing things and to be this happy an show no remorse was scary. It was almost like he was a sociopath. While that was treatable it was still not something that a teenage boy should have to deal with and with hormones and all made Malcolm cringe.
He heard a noise from across the room and saw that Ryan was glaring at Alice. He did not know what she had said that made the boy upset. From what he could tell of the girl she seemed sweet enough so there was nothing really that she could have done that would have made him angry. But knowing Ryan she could have just breathed too hard and he would flip. That is not a nice thing to think. He can't help it that he has anger issues. With his childhood it is completely understandable and that is why he is here after all. I just wish he was a bit less temperamental at times. Walking past Liv and Winter he smiled at the girls. They seemed to really be embracing the spirit of the exercise and were writing down notes and exchanging ideas. “Good job, girls.” he said and smiled at Katherine. He could tell that her influence was spreading to them and that must be why they were so on task. Everything and everyone was just a bit better when she was around.
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Winter looked at Liv and smiled. “That sounds like a good idea. We can make something out of that. Now all we have to decide is how to present it. Do we use signs or are we going to act it out? If we act it out then which of us should play the abandoned person? I mean I don't think that either of us really has much experience with that issue so either way would work I guess. I wish Summer could have come to group today since she was....is always the creative one. She would make us something brilliant I am sure.” Winter sighed sadly and shook her head. She knew why Summer could not come to group but it was so silly. She looked at the clock on the wall and saw that they only had 15 minutes left to finish the exercise and then another 45 left of group before they could leave. It seemed like an awfully long time. She drummed her nails against the desk as her mind drifted off. She remembered when she and Summer were children barely 6 years old they had wanted to do a play for their parents. They had spent all afternoon working it out and picking costumes and making pictures for backgrounds and finally that evening they had told their parents about it and asked them if they could perform. Dinner was just finished and the table had been cleared by the maid. Her parents were talking about some charity function and at first did not hear the girls. When Winter had tugged at her father's sleeve to get his attention the adults had looked at them.
“What do you want, Winter? Daddy and Mummy have a gathering to go to.”
“Me and Summer made a play for you. Can we how you, Daddy?”
“Not now. We are running late and can't keep everyone waiting. We will watch it tomorrow we promise.”
Winter had nodded her head but Summer had started to scream at her parents since this was not the first time that they had done something like this. The end result had been that the twins had been sent to bed early and had been banished from eating with their parents for a week. They were to take their meals in the kitchen and then go to bed each night directly afterwards without dessert or television.
A loud bang from across the room brought her out of her reverie and she was glad. It had not been a good memory after all. However, the play that they had made had been wonderfully creative and inspired even if they never for to perform it. In fact it gave her several ideas for something that she and Liv could do now.
She gathered the necessary things in front of her and started to fill Liv in on her idea. Their skit would be the best out of all the group she was just sure of it.
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Fenris smiled as the groups dispersed throughout the room. He could tell right away that several of them would probably not have anything to show for their time together except harsh words and possibly injuries. I wish that I could make even more tension in the room. Just how can I go about it without it seeming I am doing it on purpose? Maybe I can use Laura a the catalyst. She is supposed to go around and help the groups with anything they need. I just need to nudge her to the proper group at the auspicious moment and then... Yes that could work.
He stood up and walked over to where Laura sat still in her seat and said, “C'mon dear. It is time to help out your friends. Please go over to Chess and Chris now and see if there is anything that they need.” He watched as she slowly stood up and walked towards the two boys. He knew about Chess and his little fixation on Laura and with her actually semi-coherent still, he knew the boy would flirt with her and that would probably set Liv off. That n turn would set Ryan off and then possibly Chess as well. Winter would drift off into whatever spacey world she usually did and there would not be any reason to mess with Evan and Daniel since those two would set each other off nicely as it was. He sat back in his chair and made like he was writing notes on his notepad when in reality he was just doodling. He did not want to make too much eye contact with anyone yer. He would know when to look up by the noise level increase and the sound of furniture moving. Holding back a laugh he out on his professional mask and waited.
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Ryan sat down in his chair. He was not thrilled with life right now. Sure he had some eye candy across from him but she actually seemed to think he was going to participate in this bullshit exercise. She had even asked him if he had any thoughts. Sure he did. Tons of them and all of them were telling the good doctor where to shove his fucking little group and his fucking stupid ass projects. He glanced over at Liv and saw that her and Winter were actually working on the thing and almost smiled. His sister was so predictable. She would play the game and do the work. He knew though that in her heart she knew it was all bullshit too. He let his eyes wander again and saw Chris and Chess laughing about something or other. Morons. He saw Chris looking over at Liv for just an instant and then looking away. What the hell? Don't tell me that he is into her or something. Oh no son that just won't do. I might need to watch him a bit more carefully from now on. Can't let him get too close to her.
He accidentally nudged the table and heard Alice gasp as it hit her in the stomach. For the first time he made eye contact with her and stated, “Sorry. I know that you are new here and all so probably buy into this therapy crap but this is a waste of time. Do you really want to do this bullshit? Putting on a skit about some issue won't help treat it. All it do is make us think we are accomplishing something when nothing is getting done but pretending. Then again I guess that is something that this place is good at, pretending that things wil get better when they won't. What a joke.”
He looked away from Alice so that he could not see the innocence and goodness in her eyes. It burned his soul like fire. He could hear her start to say something and knew that she was probably going to try and convince him to work on the skit but was not in the mood He wished he had his mp3 player or something so that he could listen to music and tune everyone else out. If he couldn't be with Liv then there was n point in dealing with reality.
He spared a look over at Dr. Ashton and saw the man writing something on his tablet. Fucker. I bet he is writing down every little thing we do so that he can analyze it late. He thinks that just because one of us breathes oddly that we are coming down with a new psychosis that he will get to treat. I just don't understand doctors. They poke and prod when nothing is wrong but when something actually is, they don't do anything about it. I know that Ashton tries which I guess is something but Laura is the perfect example. For all the meds and shit they change up and give her she is still fucked up. So much for modern medicine.
A loud bang startled him and he looked over to see that Daniel was standing up and had slammed his hands down on the table while glaring at Evan. “For fucks sake Daniel, would you either man up and hit her or shut the fuck up and sit down. You are starting to damage my calm.” He smiled at the looks he got before turning back to the piece of paper in front of him and starting to draw.
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Chess smiled at Chris and replied, “If I was ever depressed I suppose extracurricular activities are as good a way as any to deal with it. I personally like to play pranks and get into mischief that is my cup of tea.” He looked away from Chris a minute when he saw someone start walking his way and said, “It looks like we will be having company. Should we be on our best behavior or should we play a little? I think I feel myself getting depressed so I think I will play a bit to snap out of it.” He winked at Chris.
Oh Dr. Ashton just what do you think you are doing sending such a sweet little flower over to us too weeds. Do you think that we won't strangle it or corrupt it but instead let it live and flourish? My good man you must be joking. I have been waiting forever to get this little flower alone when she was actually aware enough to have some fun. Maybe I will pluck a few of her petals before let her leave our garden and why the hell am I thinking in flower metaphors anyways? Am I some old fucker that has no life and must disguise their intentions? Maybe I am a bit crazy after all. Who knows? But hopefully I will at least get to make Laura blush even if I can't get a grope in. Or if I am really lucky I can get her alone much later and teach her all about how great our bodies can be. Once she is used up then I will set her aflame and watch the fire dance on her bones. That would be delicious to see her beauty consumed like that.
Chess shivered and adjusted himself surreptitiously as just the thought was enough to make his body react and he did not want to scare the girl away. He pasted a smile on his face and when she close enough smoothly said, “Are you coming over to help us out? We sure could use it since this whole depression topic is not one that I and Chris here are too familiar with. Maybe you could suggest some ideas for us?” He stood up and guided her into an empty chair, letting his head rest just barely above her ass before letting go and sitting back down also. He looked at Chris and batted his eyes at him. He was starting to feel playful indeed.
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Nodding her head at Dr Ashton, Laura started towards the table where Chess and Chris were sitting. She was starting to battle the voices in her head for control. She could hear them getting louder an knew that they wouldn't be relegated to mere whispers in her mind soon. She could feel herself getting tied again. I am getting very tired of always being tired and sleepy. Just for one day would I like to be like everyone else an not have to deal with this.
When she got near the group and Chess welcomed her so cheerily she smile back shyly. The hand on her back was nice if a touch odd but she relished any kind of human contact. Liv was really the only one that touched her in kindness around here. “I don't know what all I can do to help but I will do what I can. If you are depressed then you want to be happy I guess so what would make you happy would be where to start?” she said quietly. She as starting to get a headache too and the lights were awfully bright. She felt her mind wander for a minute and unconsciously looked over to where Liv say. It grounded her for some reason and she felt herself relax and regain some control. She felt Chess's hand on hers and looked at him startled He just patted it a few times and then let it go before handling her a piece of paper and a pencil and saying, “Would you mind writing down a few things that make you happy too for reference. That way we can compare and see if there are any similarities between the three of us.” It sounded good to her so she began to write slowly about the few things that truly made her happy an hoped that this would help the group out. She did not know if she was going to be sent to another one soon anyways and wanted to contribute if she could.
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The color left his face when Evan called him out on his threat to her. He hadn't realized he had spoken out loud. Then when she threw a piece of paper at him he felt the color return as he started to get annoyed. When she followed that by the pencil and the pokes to his side, not to mention the comments about his ears, he felt himself start to gt angry. He had been going to just bide his time and try and get through this exercise with as little interaction with her as he could manage but it seemed that was not going to happen. She seemed bound and determined to get a reaction from him and with his nerves as frayed as they were she was going to get her wish. He took a few deep breaths to try and control his temper before replying to her question. Their presence of Absolom nearby was also calming. With the man there Evan wouldn't get too out of hand or she would end up with a needle in her arm of the happy juice that made all your troubles fly away.
“First off, if you mess with my ears not even God himself could save you. Second, yes I do intend to deal with you someday because you have been nothing but a complete and utter twat to me sine you got here. Third, my anger issues are my fucking problem and don't involve you so how and if I deal with it are none of your damn business.” He paused for a second before trying to get back to the the project at hand If he let his temper continue to rule then there would be trouble. “Why don't you just draw something about anger and I will write something out and then we can add them together at the en. The less we have to do with each other the better in my opinion.” He rolled his shoulders that ha gotten tight with tension from talking to her this long and got a piece of paper. He started to write then was distracted by her feet on the table. She kept shaking the leg and it was driving him crazy.
Standing up so abruptly that his chair almost fell over , he reached over and pushed her feet to the floor before all but yelling, “Can you please keep your damn feet off the table?” He slammed his hands down on the wood to emphasize his point.
“For fucks sake Daniel would you either man up an hit her or shut the fuck up an sit down. You are starting to damage my calm.” he heard Ryan yell from across the room.
He whipped his head towards Ryan an blurted, “No, you short-tempered douche. Fuck off.” About half a second later it hit him just who he had yelled at and what he had said. He sat back down with a thud and his hand over his mouth. His eyes were huge and he thumped his head on the table with a groan. Today had just majorly sucked.
He let out a little huff of laughter at the turn of his thoughts. He was really being silly today. It must be a part of his high from Katherine's praise that made him think such odd things. He glanced at Evan and Daniel and saw that so far nothing bad had happened. He then went over near Chess and Chris and saw them actually working together. It was nice to see them making some progress today. He had been a bit worried since Chris seemed to be in one of his states but it seemed he was just being paranoid.. I wish that his medicine would fix that so he could stabilize. He shivered when Chess laughed at something Chris said. Chess was one kid that he just did not know how to take. He always seemed ok for the most part but after having read his file Malcolm knew better. The boy had done some truly disturbing things and to be this happy an show no remorse was scary. It was almost like he was a sociopath. While that was treatable it was still not something that a teenage boy should have to deal with and with hormones and all made Malcolm cringe.
He heard a noise from across the room and saw that Ryan was glaring at Alice. He did not know what she had said that made the boy upset. From what he could tell of the girl she seemed sweet enough so there was nothing really that she could have done that would have made him angry. But knowing Ryan she could have just breathed too hard and he would flip. That is not a nice thing to think. He can't help it that he has anger issues. With his childhood it is completely understandable and that is why he is here after all. I just wish he was a bit less temperamental at times. Walking past Liv and Winter he smiled at the girls. They seemed to really be embracing the spirit of the exercise and were writing down notes and exchanging ideas. “Good job, girls.” he said and smiled at Katherine. He could tell that her influence was spreading to them and that must be why they were so on task. Everything and everyone was just a bit better when she was around.
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Winter looked at Liv and smiled. “That sounds like a good idea. We can make something out of that. Now all we have to decide is how to present it. Do we use signs or are we going to act it out? If we act it out then which of us should play the abandoned person? I mean I don't think that either of us really has much experience with that issue so either way would work I guess. I wish Summer could have come to group today since she was....is always the creative one. She would make us something brilliant I am sure.” Winter sighed sadly and shook her head. She knew why Summer could not come to group but it was so silly. She looked at the clock on the wall and saw that they only had 15 minutes left to finish the exercise and then another 45 left of group before they could leave. It seemed like an awfully long time. She drummed her nails against the desk as her mind drifted off. She remembered when she and Summer were children barely 6 years old they had wanted to do a play for their parents. They had spent all afternoon working it out and picking costumes and making pictures for backgrounds and finally that evening they had told their parents about it and asked them if they could perform. Dinner was just finished and the table had been cleared by the maid. Her parents were talking about some charity function and at first did not hear the girls. When Winter had tugged at her father's sleeve to get his attention the adults had looked at them.
“What do you want, Winter? Daddy and Mummy have a gathering to go to.”
“Me and Summer made a play for you. Can we how you, Daddy?”
“Not now. We are running late and can't keep everyone waiting. We will watch it tomorrow we promise.”
Winter had nodded her head but Summer had started to scream at her parents since this was not the first time that they had done something like this. The end result had been that the twins had been sent to bed early and had been banished from eating with their parents for a week. They were to take their meals in the kitchen and then go to bed each night directly afterwards without dessert or television.
A loud bang from across the room brought her out of her reverie and she was glad. It had not been a good memory after all. However, the play that they had made had been wonderfully creative and inspired even if they never for to perform it. In fact it gave her several ideas for something that she and Liv could do now.
She gathered the necessary things in front of her and started to fill Liv in on her idea. Their skit would be the best out of all the group she was just sure of it.
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Fenris smiled as the groups dispersed throughout the room. He could tell right away that several of them would probably not have anything to show for their time together except harsh words and possibly injuries. I wish that I could make even more tension in the room. Just how can I go about it without it seeming I am doing it on purpose? Maybe I can use Laura a the catalyst. She is supposed to go around and help the groups with anything they need. I just need to nudge her to the proper group at the auspicious moment and then... Yes that could work.
He stood up and walked over to where Laura sat still in her seat and said, “C'mon dear. It is time to help out your friends. Please go over to Chess and Chris now and see if there is anything that they need.” He watched as she slowly stood up and walked towards the two boys. He knew about Chess and his little fixation on Laura and with her actually semi-coherent still, he knew the boy would flirt with her and that would probably set Liv off. That n turn would set Ryan off and then possibly Chess as well. Winter would drift off into whatever spacey world she usually did and there would not be any reason to mess with Evan and Daniel since those two would set each other off nicely as it was. He sat back in his chair and made like he was writing notes on his notepad when in reality he was just doodling. He did not want to make too much eye contact with anyone yer. He would know when to look up by the noise level increase and the sound of furniture moving. Holding back a laugh he out on his professional mask and waited.
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Ryan sat down in his chair. He was not thrilled with life right now. Sure he had some eye candy across from him but she actually seemed to think he was going to participate in this bullshit exercise. She had even asked him if he had any thoughts. Sure he did. Tons of them and all of them were telling the good doctor where to shove his fucking little group and his fucking stupid ass projects. He glanced over at Liv and saw that her and Winter were actually working on the thing and almost smiled. His sister was so predictable. She would play the game and do the work. He knew though that in her heart she knew it was all bullshit too. He let his eyes wander again and saw Chris and Chess laughing about something or other. Morons. He saw Chris looking over at Liv for just an instant and then looking away. What the hell? Don't tell me that he is into her or something. Oh no son that just won't do. I might need to watch him a bit more carefully from now on. Can't let him get too close to her.
He accidentally nudged the table and heard Alice gasp as it hit her in the stomach. For the first time he made eye contact with her and stated, “Sorry. I know that you are new here and all so probably buy into this therapy crap but this is a waste of time. Do you really want to do this bullshit? Putting on a skit about some issue won't help treat it. All it do is make us think we are accomplishing something when nothing is getting done but pretending. Then again I guess that is something that this place is good at, pretending that things wil get better when they won't. What a joke.”
He looked away from Alice so that he could not see the innocence and goodness in her eyes. It burned his soul like fire. He could hear her start to say something and knew that she was probably going to try and convince him to work on the skit but was not in the mood He wished he had his mp3 player or something so that he could listen to music and tune everyone else out. If he couldn't be with Liv then there was n point in dealing with reality.
He spared a look over at Dr. Ashton and saw the man writing something on his tablet. Fucker. I bet he is writing down every little thing we do so that he can analyze it late. He thinks that just because one of us breathes oddly that we are coming down with a new psychosis that he will get to treat. I just don't understand doctors. They poke and prod when nothing is wrong but when something actually is, they don't do anything about it. I know that Ashton tries which I guess is something but Laura is the perfect example. For all the meds and shit they change up and give her she is still fucked up. So much for modern medicine.
A loud bang startled him and he looked over to see that Daniel was standing up and had slammed his hands down on the table while glaring at Evan. “For fucks sake Daniel, would you either man up and hit her or shut the fuck up and sit down. You are starting to damage my calm.” He smiled at the looks he got before turning back to the piece of paper in front of him and starting to draw.
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Chess smiled at Chris and replied, “If I was ever depressed I suppose extracurricular activities are as good a way as any to deal with it. I personally like to play pranks and get into mischief that is my cup of tea.” He looked away from Chris a minute when he saw someone start walking his way and said, “It looks like we will be having company. Should we be on our best behavior or should we play a little? I think I feel myself getting depressed so I think I will play a bit to snap out of it.” He winked at Chris.
Oh Dr. Ashton just what do you think you are doing sending such a sweet little flower over to us too weeds. Do you think that we won't strangle it or corrupt it but instead let it live and flourish? My good man you must be joking. I have been waiting forever to get this little flower alone when she was actually aware enough to have some fun. Maybe I will pluck a few of her petals before let her leave our garden and why the hell am I thinking in flower metaphors anyways? Am I some old fucker that has no life and must disguise their intentions? Maybe I am a bit crazy after all. Who knows? But hopefully I will at least get to make Laura blush even if I can't get a grope in. Or if I am really lucky I can get her alone much later and teach her all about how great our bodies can be. Once she is used up then I will set her aflame and watch the fire dance on her bones. That would be delicious to see her beauty consumed like that.
Chess shivered and adjusted himself surreptitiously as just the thought was enough to make his body react and he did not want to scare the girl away. He pasted a smile on his face and when she close enough smoothly said, “Are you coming over to help us out? We sure could use it since this whole depression topic is not one that I and Chris here are too familiar with. Maybe you could suggest some ideas for us?” He stood up and guided her into an empty chair, letting his head rest just barely above her ass before letting go and sitting back down also. He looked at Chris and batted his eyes at him. He was starting to feel playful indeed.
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Nodding her head at Dr Ashton, Laura started towards the table where Chess and Chris were sitting. She was starting to battle the voices in her head for control. She could hear them getting louder an knew that they wouldn't be relegated to mere whispers in her mind soon. She could feel herself getting tied again. I am getting very tired of always being tired and sleepy. Just for one day would I like to be like everyone else an not have to deal with this.
When she got near the group and Chess welcomed her so cheerily she smile back shyly. The hand on her back was nice if a touch odd but she relished any kind of human contact. Liv was really the only one that touched her in kindness around here. “I don't know what all I can do to help but I will do what I can. If you are depressed then you want to be happy I guess so what would make you happy would be where to start?” she said quietly. She as starting to get a headache too and the lights were awfully bright. She felt her mind wander for a minute and unconsciously looked over to where Liv say. It grounded her for some reason and she felt herself relax and regain some control. She felt Chess's hand on hers and looked at him startled He just patted it a few times and then let it go before handling her a piece of paper and a pencil and saying, “Would you mind writing down a few things that make you happy too for reference. That way we can compare and see if there are any similarities between the three of us.” It sounded good to her so she began to write slowly about the few things that truly made her happy an hoped that this would help the group out. She did not know if she was going to be sent to another one soon anyways and wanted to contribute if she could.
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The color left his face when Evan called him out on his threat to her. He hadn't realized he had spoken out loud. Then when she threw a piece of paper at him he felt the color return as he started to get annoyed. When she followed that by the pencil and the pokes to his side, not to mention the comments about his ears, he felt himself start to gt angry. He had been going to just bide his time and try and get through this exercise with as little interaction with her as he could manage but it seemed that was not going to happen. She seemed bound and determined to get a reaction from him and with his nerves as frayed as they were she was going to get her wish. He took a few deep breaths to try and control his temper before replying to her question. Their presence of Absolom nearby was also calming. With the man there Evan wouldn't get too out of hand or she would end up with a needle in her arm of the happy juice that made all your troubles fly away.
“First off, if you mess with my ears not even God himself could save you. Second, yes I do intend to deal with you someday because you have been nothing but a complete and utter twat to me sine you got here. Third, my anger issues are my fucking problem and don't involve you so how and if I deal with it are none of your damn business.” He paused for a second before trying to get back to the the project at hand If he let his temper continue to rule then there would be trouble. “Why don't you just draw something about anger and I will write something out and then we can add them together at the en. The less we have to do with each other the better in my opinion.” He rolled his shoulders that ha gotten tight with tension from talking to her this long and got a piece of paper. He started to write then was distracted by her feet on the table. She kept shaking the leg and it was driving him crazy.
Standing up so abruptly that his chair almost fell over , he reached over and pushed her feet to the floor before all but yelling, “Can you please keep your damn feet off the table?” He slammed his hands down on the wood to emphasize his point.
“For fucks sake Daniel would you either man up an hit her or shut the fuck up an sit down. You are starting to damage my calm.” he heard Ryan yell from across the room.
He whipped his head towards Ryan an blurted, “No, you short-tempered douche. Fuck off.” About half a second later it hit him just who he had yelled at and what he had said. He sat back down with a thud and his hand over his mouth. His eyes were huge and he thumped his head on the table with a groan. Today had just majorly sucked.
I am slowly but surely making progress on the page about stuff. I have the basic ideas down but now I just need to expand on them. It is just being able to sit and have time to think it through that has been a bitch this week. Too much drama and crap at work.
Also when I get it posted if there is something that doesn't make sense or that you don't agree with let me know. I am trying to make it out of what we said together and ideas of my own as well when I first thought of the thing. But I want your voice to be in it too if that makes sense.
Also when I get it posted if there is something that doesn't make sense or that you don't agree with let me know. I am trying to make it out of what we said together and ideas of my own as well when I first thought of the thing. But I want your voice to be in it too if that makes sense.
I was thinking it would be against the law especially if you sent them after people. And for the most part if you knew you could control them it would be too tempting to do just that. There might be exceptions where people that control them were not sent to prison but they would be the exception not the rule.
Nulls would be someone that were not effected by nightmares at all and did not have the gene either. They would have a different gene that made them able to protect themselves somehow from that stuff. They would be rare though so maybe one in ten thousand people. That way the cops or whatever could have a few in the prison system and martial sector but not enough to completely be run by them. They would be heavily recruited by law enforcement too so everyone would be on lookout for them to recruit.
I thought we talked about that but maybe I just thought it and never said cause I reread what we wrote and didn't see it. Oh well.
The detention center would be protected from nightmares outside yes. And Maybe the reason Rexton was not sent to one was because his family had enough money to keep him from it and they did not want to have their name tarnished even worse by him going there.
I like that you ask questions cause it makes me have to think and figure stuff out. I am so going to write up a page of the rules and stuff we have figured out and post it sometime so that we can refer to it as well. Maybe will do that in the character sheet section. That way it will be separate and easier to find. And we can add to it as needed when we figure more stuff out.
Nulls would be someone that were not effected by nightmares at all and did not have the gene either. They would have a different gene that made them able to protect themselves somehow from that stuff. They would be rare though so maybe one in ten thousand people. That way the cops or whatever could have a few in the prison system and martial sector but not enough to completely be run by them. They would be heavily recruited by law enforcement too so everyone would be on lookout for them to recruit.
I thought we talked about that but maybe I just thought it and never said cause I reread what we wrote and didn't see it. Oh well.
The detention center would be protected from nightmares outside yes. And Maybe the reason Rexton was not sent to one was because his family had enough money to keep him from it and they did not want to have their name tarnished even worse by him going there.
I like that you ask questions cause it makes me have to think and figure stuff out. I am so going to write up a page of the rules and stuff we have figured out and post it sometime so that we can refer to it as well. Maybe will do that in the character sheet section. That way it will be separate and easier to find. And we can add to it as needed when we figure more stuff out.
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