The light haired male chuckled, Zury as the other was called was quite snappy and seemed like a hard ass. When Taeko sat down he gave her a quick glance before continuing on with his conversation. Whatever was going on in that girl's head apparently snapped as she scowled them violently and stomped off, steaming. He glanced back down to Yuri, and was mystified by the glorious little look on her face, she was awfully afraid and much like the last girl he had killed. He breathed in deeply, eyes closing. He would not let these feelings show at the current moment, not with that bastard Faustus in the room. His attention was brought to a table with an orderly going through it by none other than Mr. Steel, one of the more active patients he should say. He had wandered off and then the other kid came around. However, it was the cute one who seemed rather shy, but his other personality.
"Oh, this is going to be entertaining" he muttered, eyes watching the scene unfold in front of him.
It would have been too, if Faustus had not shown up when he did stopping Damien from carving anymore deeper in the staff member. He sighed, rolling his eyes, entertainment obviously over. He stood up, placing a hand on Yuri's shoulder.
"This would be the best time for us to make a departure or face the rage of our darling keeper" he said, voice hinting sarcasm.
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The blond smiled softly at her, appearing to mean her no harm as he sat across from her. Erik felt eyes on him from the moment he sat down and he let his eyes travel to notice the main head watching him. He retuned his attention to the female when he heard the other, more vicious sounding voice. He smiled at both of them.
"No need to get so hostile towards me, I simply yearned for a civilized conversation with someone not trying to pick my brain apart" Erik said, a joking tone to his voice.
"It's not a problem, I can tell she's rather protective of you, it's certainly admiring of her, Miss Ritz" he spoke, mindlessly picking at his food with his utensil.
"No need to get so hostile towards me, I simply yearned for a civilized conversation with someone not trying to pick my brain apart" Erik said, a joking tone to his voice.
"It's not a problem, I can tell she's rather protective of you, it's certainly admiring of her, Miss Ritz" he spoke, mindlessly picking at his food with his utensil.
It was dawn when Erik had actually woke up, body moving automatically. His internal alarm would not allow him another minute of rest. He brushed a hand through his hair, eyes glancing around the room of his cell. The only things in it besides the institute issued bed and clothing pile was his books and his artwork. Despite his destruction and murdering spree, the male was actually rather intelligent and working towards degrees that he would more than likely never get to act upon out of these four walls. He also liked art, drawing with a pencil or charcoal though his tools were never sharpened. He had learned to come around it, creating wonderful landscapes and portraits of the patients and the staff or what his imagination could produce.
"Mister Dahlem, it is time for you to get up and start getting dressed. Breakfast is being served" a nurse said, appearing a few hours after the male had gotten up.
He glanced over at her from the white paper smeared with the black substance of charcoal. He smiled politely at her, eyes taking in her face. He had yet to draw her he came to realize and looked back down to a piece of one of his fellow inmates.
"Of course, will you be cleaning as well?" he asked. "I would be rather appreciative if my desk would not be touched, I do not want anything to be smeared or rubbed against"
She nodded, already alerted a head of time by one of the other staff members of his habit of requests. She had heard he could get violated if he though someone was stepping into his privacy.
"Yes, mister Dahlem, just go on and eat" she instructed.
The blond stood up, backing away from his desk and turned to face her. He put his hands up, a protocol of being given art supplies though they would never give him an xacto knife or a carving tool. After a check of his hands and an instructed search of his pockets she let him out, allowing him to leave to head to the cafeteria as he pleased.
Erik made his way down the lengthy, winding corridors, alert for any sudden movements. He stopped, thinking he heard something. He stood still, body rigid in anticipation. A slight smell wafted towards him, and he sniffed for a moment before smirking and continuing on his way. The familliar tangy smell of copper was heavy, but he'd leave it to the staff. They needed the excersize and he needed the entertainment.
The male opened the door, heading into the room the staff called cafeteria. It was decent enough, purhaps a bit small, but it served it purpose. He spotted fellow inmate, Miss Ritz, a fifteen year old with a telekinetic power or such and Mister Ashton who held a personality disorder of sorts. Both were younger than him and rather cute with their shy personalities, a trait he loved in a victim.
Grabbing a tray of the institute food, he made his way to sit by Miss Ritz. He placed the tray in front of her, sitting across from her. Even if the male loved nothing more than to traumatize a victim and assert force over them, he did like pleasant little things like conversations and to be frank it would probably stop him from losing a control on his anger.
"Miss Ritz" he greeted, sitting down, before making a nodded greeting in the direction he believed her invisible buddy was. No need for him to be rude and inconsiderate now.
"Mister Dahlem, it is time for you to get up and start getting dressed. Breakfast is being served" a nurse said, appearing a few hours after the male had gotten up.
He glanced over at her from the white paper smeared with the black substance of charcoal. He smiled politely at her, eyes taking in her face. He had yet to draw her he came to realize and looked back down to a piece of one of his fellow inmates.
"Of course, will you be cleaning as well?" he asked. "I would be rather appreciative if my desk would not be touched, I do not want anything to be smeared or rubbed against"
She nodded, already alerted a head of time by one of the other staff members of his habit of requests. She had heard he could get violated if he though someone was stepping into his privacy.
"Yes, mister Dahlem, just go on and eat" she instructed.
The blond stood up, backing away from his desk and turned to face her. He put his hands up, a protocol of being given art supplies though they would never give him an xacto knife or a carving tool. After a check of his hands and an instructed search of his pockets she let him out, allowing him to leave to head to the cafeteria as he pleased.
Erik made his way down the lengthy, winding corridors, alert for any sudden movements. He stopped, thinking he heard something. He stood still, body rigid in anticipation. A slight smell wafted towards him, and he sniffed for a moment before smirking and continuing on his way. The familliar tangy smell of copper was heavy, but he'd leave it to the staff. They needed the excersize and he needed the entertainment.
The male opened the door, heading into the room the staff called cafeteria. It was decent enough, purhaps a bit small, but it served it purpose. He spotted fellow inmate, Miss Ritz, a fifteen year old with a telekinetic power or such and Mister Ashton who held a personality disorder of sorts. Both were younger than him and rather cute with their shy personalities, a trait he loved in a victim.
Grabbing a tray of the institute food, he made his way to sit by Miss Ritz. He placed the tray in front of her, sitting across from her. Even if the male loved nothing more than to traumatize a victim and assert force over them, he did like pleasant little things like conversations and to be frank it would probably stop him from losing a control on his anger.
"Miss Ritz" he greeted, sitting down, before making a nodded greeting in the direction he believed her invisible buddy was. No need for him to be rude and inconsiderate now.
Name
Erik Dahlem
Age
23
Gender
Male
Sexual Orientation
Bisexual
Appearance
Personality
A charmer by nature, Erik Dahlem is a snake, sly and crafty. He is a compulsive liar, and is hardly truthful. The male is not bothered by his past, or what he has done. His crimes are simply games, and obviously the other’s did not win in the game and paid for it. He does not feel the guilt and remorse a normal person would, and would gladly do it again and again. As a teen he was a rather promiscuous boy, a new girlfriend ever so often and that one male he convinced to come over. Being put in this asylum isn’t doing anything for him as he hates the doctors and therapists with every ounce in his body. He despises the way they think they can worm into his head and the way the label him.
Background Info
Dahlem was born to a single mother, his father just a one night stand that ended with a broken condom and an unwanted pregnancy. He grew up in his mother’s grandparent’s house, her parents supporting them both. His grandfather tried to toughen him up, one of those men who think the best way to bring up a child is to constantly hit and not trying to talk sense into the boy if he did something wrong. His mother was constantly in and out of the house with work or a guy. The only person there for him really was the woman he called grandmother. Even still, Erik was distant with her, treated her kindly from a far. He, like every young teenager, began underage drinking at a young age at a high school party he was invited to. Like mentioned before, Erik was rather promiscuous and his first killing was during a round of sex when he cut off the girl’s air supply by strangling her in ‘the heat of the moment’.
Reason why sent
He killed four girls and two guys
Weapons of Choice
Strangulation through his hands or a fabric of sorts, a butcher’s knife, and an ice pick
Relationships within the asylum
None
Powers and weaknesses
His powers are more of a mental thing, really, with witty charm and a way with words. His lies can seem so real and convincing.
His weaknesses are those who seem to care, and it just shoves him over the edge. He doesn't want them to care, he doesn't want their feelings. He doesn't need anyone.
Erik Dahlem
Age
23
Gender
Male
Sexual Orientation
Bisexual
Appearance
Personality
A charmer by nature, Erik Dahlem is a snake, sly and crafty. He is a compulsive liar, and is hardly truthful. The male is not bothered by his past, or what he has done. His crimes are simply games, and obviously the other’s did not win in the game and paid for it. He does not feel the guilt and remorse a normal person would, and would gladly do it again and again. As a teen he was a rather promiscuous boy, a new girlfriend ever so often and that one male he convinced to come over. Being put in this asylum isn’t doing anything for him as he hates the doctors and therapists with every ounce in his body. He despises the way they think they can worm into his head and the way the label him.
Background Info
Dahlem was born to a single mother, his father just a one night stand that ended with a broken condom and an unwanted pregnancy. He grew up in his mother’s grandparent’s house, her parents supporting them both. His grandfather tried to toughen him up, one of those men who think the best way to bring up a child is to constantly hit and not trying to talk sense into the boy if he did something wrong. His mother was constantly in and out of the house with work or a guy. The only person there for him really was the woman he called grandmother. Even still, Erik was distant with her, treated her kindly from a far. He, like every young teenager, began underage drinking at a young age at a high school party he was invited to. Like mentioned before, Erik was rather promiscuous and his first killing was during a round of sex when he cut off the girl’s air supply by strangling her in ‘the heat of the moment’.
Reason why sent
He killed four girls and two guys
Weapons of Choice
Strangulation through his hands or a fabric of sorts, a butcher’s knife, and an ice pick
Relationships within the asylum
None
Powers and weaknesses
His powers are more of a mental thing, really, with witty charm and a way with words. His lies can seem so real and convincing.
His weaknesses are those who seem to care, and it just shoves him over the edge. He doesn't want them to care, he doesn't want their feelings. He doesn't need anyone.
Thank you very much c:
nikkinono said
The 80s!!!!!!!!!!Hairbands and Neon Colors!!~
Oh of course!!
Hairbands are just fantastic.
* I would be so thrilled for one of these!
Original Pairings:
Pirate & Indian*
Pirate & Mermaid
Mermaid & Human
Mythical Creature & Human*
Peasant & Noble
Mafia & Mafia*
Mafia & Pedestrian*
Student & Student
Secretary & Boss
*~*
Ideas:
Assassins
Elves
Carnival*
Demons*
Songs (We can get a lot from these suckers)* (I have a wide collection of songs)
*~*
Genres:
Slice of life
Angst
Horror
Romance
Dark*
Historical*
Fiction
Sci-fi*
Drama
*~*
Anime:
Black Butler*
Soul Eater*
Hetalia
Princess Jellyfish
Heart No Kuni No Alice/ Alice in the Land of Hearts*
Pokemon
Sailor Moon
Durarara*
Baka To Test
Howl's Moving Castle
Uta No Prince-Sama
Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Legend of Korra*
*~*
Movies:
Avengers*
Thor
X-Men
Iron Man
Harry Potter
Rise of The Guardians
Frozen
The Devil's Carnival*
Repo! The Genetic Opera*
Moulin Rouge
ANY DISNEY FILM* (Bring.It.On)
*~*
Eras:
Dark Ages
Renaissance
1800s*
1920s*
80s!*
Original Pairings:
Pirate & Indian*
Pirate & Mermaid
Mermaid & Human
Mythical Creature & Human*
Peasant & Noble
Mafia & Mafia*
Mafia & Pedestrian*
Student & Student
Secretary & Boss
*~*
Ideas:
Assassins
Elves
Carnival*
Demons*
Songs (We can get a lot from these suckers)* (I have a wide collection of songs)
*~*
Genres:
Slice of life
Angst
Horror
Romance
Dark*
Historical*
Fiction
Sci-fi*
Drama
*~*
Anime:
Black Butler*
Soul Eater*
Hetalia
Princess Jellyfish
Heart No Kuni No Alice/ Alice in the Land of Hearts*
Pokemon
Sailor Moon
Durarara*
Baka To Test
Howl's Moving Castle
Uta No Prince-Sama
Katekyo Hitman Reborn
Legend of Korra*
*~*
Movies:
Avengers*
Thor
X-Men
Iron Man
Harry Potter
Rise of The Guardians
Frozen
The Devil's Carnival*
Repo! The Genetic Opera*
Moulin Rouge
ANY DISNEY FILM* (Bring.It.On)
*~*
Eras:
Dark Ages
Renaissance
1800s*
1920s*
80s!*
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