[align=right]"Wish you could turn off the questions, turn off the voices, turn off all sound.

Yearn to close out the ugliness, close out the filthiness, close out all light.

Long to cast away yesterday, cast away memory, cast away all jeapordy.

Pray you could somehow stop uncertainty, somehow stop the loathing, somehow stop the pain.

Act on your impulse,

swallow the bottle,

cut a little deeper,

put the gun to your chest."

Character Sheet:

 

Name: Amu Force

 

Age:15

 

Patient or Doctor or Nurse?: Patient

 

Personality: Can be sweet and nice but snap to violence and anger in an instant.

 

Biography: She was a pretty normal girl up until her fourteenth birthday. Her parents, her only family, had broken into another fight. She couldn't take their screams anymore. It had been like this from the beginning. She wanted it to end. Amu then decided that blood would be shed.

Later, the police turned her in and decided she would go to SunnyShore.

 

Appearance: She has blue eyes and short black hair. She is 5 feet tall with an athletic build.

However, she still has to wear the Asylums' uniform; a white shirt and black pants.

 

Involuntary or Voluntary Admission?: Involuntary.

 

Time there: A year.

 

Diagnosis: Dementia.

 

Harry Pottah 8D

 

 

SAMPLE:

Amu sat in the corner of her plain white room. She stared blankly at the ceiling, not knowing what was up or down. She remembered why she was here...

"Mommy..."

A flash of her dead corpse, drowned with blood.

"Daddy..."

Her father, doubled over with a knife in his chest.

She grinned. For once she heard nothing. For once there was peace.

"I love you!" She shouted, laughing uncontrollably.

Character Sheet:

 

Name: Dr. Mackenzie Norris

 

Age: 22

 

Patient or Doctor or Nurse?: Doctor

 

Personality: Still having that childish side to her, Mackenzie is a very unprofessional doctor who truly cares about her patients but has funny ways of showing it. She tends to get off task easily and tries to ease people by cracking a lame joke and laughing at her own incompetence and stupidity. She gets nervous easily though, biting her nails when she does, a nasty habit formed over many years. She feels guilty easily if anyone accuses her of being a bad person or friend, taking it to heart and believing it sometimes. Little things make her happy, like colorful gift wrap or bright colored bows, cute animals, anything like that. She gives off a cheerful mood, aiding her when she works with patients because it just seems to rub off on them.

 

Biography: From a young age, Mackenzie had always wanted to help people. Her mother had suffered from depression and committed suicide when Mackenzie was almost too young to remember. She decided she would dedicate her life making people

Name: Summer Smith

 

Age: 9

 

Patient or Doctor or Nurse?: Patient

 

Personality: Summer isn't the slightest bit crazy-seeming. She acts proper and girly, as if expecting all of her needs to be met without question. Of course, Summer has a bit of a temper that's ignited only by a mention of her parents or Jack.

 

Biography: By the time Summer Smith had turned five, her family was sure that she was mentally insane. The outbursts, the screaming, the nightmares, the EVERYTHING. They were the famously rich Smith family, but they couldn't afford to have a "defective" child. Just a day after Summer's sixth birthday party, her parents decided to fake her death. She played along as she was sent to her new "home". Soon after, she was diagnosed with an indeterminable personality disorder. The doctors and guards were fond of Summer at first. When she was angered, though, she showed off why she was really there. Summer insisted that she'd become a long-dead serial killer named Jack Stacks. She was responsible for the death of one of the doctors. Summer's decided that she wants to go back home, though, to the Smith family mansion. She's planning to charm her way free, but she knows her temper will only get in her way. Maybe Jack will have to be the one to free her..

 

Appearance: Summer is about 4"7, with blonde hair usually styled into two braids. She always has her mental facility "prison uniform" on, like everyone else, but refuses to let anyone take away a frayed bracelet around her wrist. A token, she claims, Jack stole from a victim.

 

Involuntary or Voluntary Admission?: Voluntary

 

Time there: 4 Years

 

Diagnosis: Personality Disorder

 

Letters to Juliet.

 

Summer paced. That's what she always did. What else was there to do, alone, in some "facility"? Of course, she could always talk to Jack. He'd listen no matter what, and always offer some REASONABLE advice, not like all of those stupid doctors. Jack always ended up making a better choice.

 

Now, he lounged in the corner, watching as Summer paced. "You're making me dizzy," He complained. "Well, then, stop watching me." Summer chimed, somehow managing to make it sound sweet and unoffensive. "Can we at least DO something?" Jack muttered. "Like, get OUT of here? This place is cramping my style." She smirked. "Oh, Jack, we're already out."

 

I'm on iPhone, don't keel meee. D:

Name: Jack Beech

 

Age: 17

 

Patient or Doctor or Nurse?: Patient

 

Personality: Jack, mostly because of his disorder, is very unstable- his mood swings come hard and fast, and very often. On a good day, he is an introverted, but still vaguely pleasant, seemingly normal teenaged boy. He might be quiet, and appear down, but he'll at least respond to attempts at conversation and react rationally to things. Sadly, these good days come few and far between the bad ones, where he is twitchy, violent, easily angered and upset. Also, he doesn't even begin to show his good side directly to anyone but the other patients- he has a deep-rooted distrust for doctors, and is completely unco-operative when it comes to needing medication or therapy sessions.

 

Biography: When Jack was fifteen, he made his fourth suicide attempt in two years. Since he'd become a teenager, his symptoms had grown worse and worse, as he grew more and more depressed. Nobody knew why- he had a quiet, ordinary home life, and at school no one bullied him, even if he never did have many friends... He refused to talk about why, even when he was caught mutilating himself, and after patching up him a few times, his dad snapped, and said they couldn't deal with it anymore. With a lot of struggle on Jack's part, they eventually got him admitted to an asylum some miles from SunnyShore, that managed to be even more run down.

 

But his problems weren't over, even when he started accepting treatment. He would never give a reasoning behind his initial depression, but the shrink assigned to his case ended up giving him one- sexually abusing him for months until another doctor discovered what was going on.

 

Without much word about it, he was shipped off to SunnyShore, but his utter refusal to enter meant he had to be dragged in by force and sedated, and even once he was inside, he was desperate for them to let him leave. He just wanted to get away from it all.

 

Appearance: He's just over 6ft, with dirty blond hair that, due to his refusal to cut it, is all over his face. He used to be tanned, but two years with no time for sunbathing means there is barely a tone there anymore. He has dark green eyes, which look a lot brighter after he's been crying. He's not well built, more of average- he's slim, but not underweight, with a more delicate bone structure to his face. Jack, like the others, wears the standard uniform, but insists he be allowed a baggy, threadbare grey sweater on top- the only piece of clothing he has from before he was sent to that first asylum.

 

Involuntary or Voluntary Admission?: Involuntary.

 

Time there: 2 weeks.

 

Diagnosis: Emotionally unstable (borderline) personality disorder.

 

Bridget Jones' Diary.

 

All Jack knew was that he had to scream. His throat was raw, burning like hell, but he kept yelling, on and on, struggling wildly. It was probably all in vain, he knew that- he'd never broken their grip before, not even when he'd been stronger. He didn't even bother trying to form words, just kept screaming, a constant, repeated, wordless cry for help. The grip on his body was tough, two men much older than him, and no matter how much he tried to flail to get gree, it didn't relent.

 

But suddenly his arm was tugged back, the muscle at his shoulder flaring painfully as they fought to push the needle into his skin. It finally broke the surface, but Jack still didn't stop screaming, even when the thick, heavy numb sensation started crawling up his arm. He only finally grew quiet when it took effect, and even then, as he slumped against their hold on him, his legs giving out, he was still muttering in his sleep, tiny sobs shuddering in and out of his chest.

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All of you are accepted.

If I get one or two more doctors, I'll start.

Or maybe I'll just start off as the only doctor

Name: Azura Rocecrant

 

Age: 14

 

Patient or Doctor or Nurse?:Patient

 

Personality: She's quiet and usually calm.She would just stay in her room with a small teddy bear and she would tak to it all day long.But thanks to her sickness if she sees someone and thinks it's a treath she can get pretty violent,and she would be needed to be hold down.

 

Biography:Azura was considered a normal girl from small.But then when she was able to walk and razonate at the gae of 5,she started to daydream.But after a while her parents noticed she was daydreameing a bit to much,but they ignored it and thought it was just that she was small and that it would go away as she grows.

 

She was already 6 years old.One day she was dreaming in her room when her little sister,who was younger by only a year,walked in and started to play in a corner with a doll.Azura turned to see her.She steared at her for a few minutes.Then out of nowhere she went down stairs and took a knife out of the counter then went back up and started to stab her sister.

 

Her parents witch were outside heard the screams and entered the house.They ranned up to see Azura's little sister covered in stab wounds and blood and Azura holding a knife.Her dad quickly took her little sister to the hospital.Her mom took the knife away and asked crying why she had done that.Azura said that she didn't attacked her sister,that she attacked a troll.That the thing playing in the corner was a troll and needed to be killed.

 

After the statement her preants took her to take a exam.The doctors said that she had a extreme rare condition that is still unknowned.That the conditioned disabled the patients to difference between fantasy and reality and that with this she was extremely dangerous.Her parents didn't know what to do until the doctors suggested SunnyShore.And so they sended her there.The only thing allowing to go with her was a small teddy bear who she considered as a friend.

 

Appearance:She has short brown hair and brown eyes.She has glasses witch surprinsengly hasn't broken yet.She wears the normal uniform like all of the others.

 

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Involuntary or Voluntary Admission?:Involuntary

 

Time there:8 years

 

Diagnosis:Unknown,her sickness makes her live in a daydream.So she cannot tell the ddifference between reality and fantasy.

 

Sample:

Azura just watches her teddy bear.She pets it."Don't worry teddy.You'll be safe from those monsters.I'll make sure of that..."Azura says.She looks at her bed,she suddenly sees it as a tiger.She goes over and kicks it and hits hits it.She keeps going at it until she realizes it's just her bed.She goes back to her corner and pets her teddy bear."See?Nothing to worry about..."Azura says as she laughs.

 

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Accepted.

I think I'll make the Roleplay thread soon.

Make sure to read over the rules again, I added some things

 

Any other applicants after this post MUST have recently been admitted to the hospital or recently employed. I will most likely bring you into the roleplay, so keep up with it

 

http://kh13.com/mybb/showthread.php?tid=12377

 

Since you need some more doctors, and Lexi is bored, I guess I'll make one. <3

 

Name: Dr. Whitney Trey

 

Age: 19

 

Patient or Doctor or Nurse?: Doctor

 

Personality: Whitney isn't long-suffering like the doctors who had been there longer, but she sure made it seem that way. She protests constantly, and is easily annoyed; she's spiteful and will hold a grudge endlessly. Whitney doesn't care whatsoever for the patients of SunnyShore Asylum--she'll brush them off. She's disgusted by almost everything, afraid to even touch a scrape.

 

Biography: Whitney Trey grew up with her parents wanting her to be a doctor. She, admittedly, was hoping for this future, too. She studied hard, kept her grades up, did her best until she finally got what she wanted--admission. To a medical college, that is. The best in the state of Mississippi, her home state. Rather quickly, Whitney was drawn into the parties and more ugly side of college. Her grades slipped, and though she begged for a second chance, it was clear that she wasn't going to be there for another semester.

 

When Whitney was expelled from her college, her and her family's dreams were shattered. Her parents urged her to seek a job as a doctor, regardless of the fact she had no papers. "Oh, don't worry, sweety," Her mother had chimed. "We'll fake the papers. You're good enough to be anyone's doctor. That school just didn't know what they were giving up when they expelled you." Even with faked records, and Whitney claiming to be twenty-five instead of her actual age of nineteen, no one seemed in need of a "doctor" fresh out of medical school. Whitney could only find one place that seemed in need of her mediocre skills.. SunnyShore Asylum.

 

Appearance: Whitney still has the love of fashion of a college girl, so her auburn hair is always styled differently, sometimes even colored differently. Her labcoat hides short-shorts, expensive silk tanktops, and sparkling ballet flats. She always wears a crystal ball-shaped locket around her neck, something to remind her of what she'd had before she'd been kicked out of college, her dreams being crushed.

 

Years working: 7 Months

 

Specialties: Whitney may have no love for the patients, but she certainly knows how to appease them. She knows how to calm the craziest, shut up the loudest, and make the angriest burst into tears if they weren't already there themselves. Maybe it's talent, or maybe Whitney has as many personality. problems as the patients.

 

Letters to Juliet. Again.

 

Whitney blew on a strand of hair falling in her face. When in rested against her brownish eyelashes again, she just blew again. It was a game she'd made up with herself--don't go as crazy as your patients while you preform a modernized version of Chinese water torture on yourself. She didn't have any idea why she was here. Pfft, so the mentals needed a doctor. Well, good luck finding one who could do much for that pile of losers. Whitney was content to sit and read a copy of Seventeen all day. A knock sounded on her door, and a guard called softly. "There's a patient who wants to see you, Dr. Trey," She sighed unhappily. She slapped her hands against her desk, blew her strand of auburn hair away for good, and plastered a fake smile on her face. "Why, bring the dear in."

Accepted.

But now I have to go change my first post a bit.

It's okay though <3

Thanks for being a doctor. : D

Name: Josh lane

Age: 15

Patient or Doctor or Nurse?: patient

Personality: nice and hapyp

Biography: He grew up in new york and wanted to be famous. Then he got an acident and went crazy.

Appearance: tall and skinny and dark hari and blue eyes.

Involuntary or Voluntary Admission?: involnutary

Time there: 2 years

Diagnosis: crazyness

 

Josh sat in his Sunny Shore and was he singign to himself. He is sleepy and mad. Every one here is crazy like him. He waited for them to being his lunch. Its boring and empty and theres nothing to do. Josh is yelling. There are voices and Josh doesn't like them because theyre evil. Theyll make him kill people and go crazy. Its not his fault its the voices fualt. He wishe some one got it.

I'm sorry hun but rejected. You didn't put any thought in your application plus you forgot something in your application, meaning you didn't read the rules. And you completely ignored

Any other applicants after this post MUST have recently been admitted to the hospital or recently employed. I will most likely bring you into the roleplay, so keep up with it

 

Plus, crazyness isn't a mental illness

And I can barely understand what you wrote

Name: Sophia Aihpos

 

Age: 85

 

Patient or Doctor or Nurse?: Patient

 

Personality:Shy and antisocial for one minute and screaming for help, and beating anyone in her sight the next. Sometimes she goes to a quiet place, where nobody is, and starts beating herself or biting herself until she bleeds for no apparent reason.

 

Biography: As time went by and she got older, Sophia's husband and 23 children died before her. As the last one's life slipped away, she hated herself so much that she tortured herself, somtimes by ripping her hair out, and sometimes by eating parts of her body. When she almost died of blood loss, a neighbor smelled something atrocious in the house, and found Sophia lying in a pool of her own blood. When the paramedics came, they had to put up a fight with her just to put her in the van.On the way to the hospital, she would speak to the people with different voices and personalities, freaking them out, and so they called the mental hospital and made arrangements to send her there.

 

Appearance: Silver hair, wrinkly, smells of rotting flesh. 5 fingers missing(3 on her left and 2 on her right hand (both thumbs gone)) and the first part of all her toes(up until the knuckles) bitten off. Bruises all over her body. Always where a long, white sleeping gown that has some blood stains on it.

 

Involuntary or Voluntary Admission?: Totally involuntary

 

Time there: Just arrived

 

Diagnosis:Autophagia(Autophagia is a case in which one is compelled to inflict pain upon oneself by biting and/or devouring portions of one's body.) and dissociative identity disorder(a psychiatric diagnosis that describes a condition in which a person displays multiple distinct identities or personalities (known as alter egos or alters), each with its own pattern of perceiving and interacting with the environment.)

 

My Favorite Movie Title: The Lord of the Rings

 

Sample: "Wake up sleepy head," said Sophia to her youngest son. "Wake up," she repeated. 'Maybe if I shake him a little, he'll wake up,' thought Sophia. As she shook him, he wouldn't wake. Sophia was starting to worry. She kept on shaking him and telling him to wake up, but he wouldn't respond. She couldn't believe her eyes. "You can't die on me," she said. "No, not now. You're the last one I have. Please!!!!!" but he just wouldn't wake up. Just then she shed a single tear, and screamed and something came over her, hate. She knew that it was her fault that he died, and she was going to pay for it. So she went outside and got a thick stick and started to hit herself as hard as she could, but the hate didn't go away. Then all of a sudden, she started to bite at her fingers and blood dripped from her mouth. It felt good to her, so she started to bite at her toes and rip parts of them off. Through all this pain, another person was made inside of her to help take it all, Betty. She would come out when something was too much for Sophia, sometimes whenever she wanted to come out. As time passed, Sophia became drowsy and fainted because of all her blood loss. Later that day, she was found by the horrid smell of her rotting slowly. The paramedics came,and then she woke up. She tried her hardest to not go, but she was too weak. On the way there, both Betty and Sophia talked to the paramedics screaming, yelling, etc. Because of this, Sophia is being sent to SunnyShore Asylum.