@_sleeby_rat_
(sure you can join. and yeah Xenix should be okay)
(sure you can join. and yeah Xenix should be okay)
(Imma stalk this but if there's still a spot on Monday when I get back, I will gladly take it)
(k)
(anybody online?)
('Ello!)
//hey
(sup)
(Aye I’m around)
(Cool.)
(I think we should be able to start with this amount of people. I was gonna try and pair people up for roomates at the beginning but someone could have a room to themselves at first)
(Whatever works lol. Who were you thinking for pairs?)
(Okay.)
(well roomate-wise I was gonna throw Kaz with Vaughn for obvious reasons. then I was gonna try and let everyone else pair up randomly but we don't have enough people on to choose their roomates)
(Lmaooo of course Kaz and Vaughn)
(That's a no brainer.)
(well since you're on Shade maybe you could pick a character to put your character with for now and then the remaining person could just have their own room for now?)
(I'm stealing Venezia!)
(aight that works. I gtg in a few but I think I might have time to start this real quick)
(Alright.)
Kaz scowled, walking into his room while the uniformed guards behind him shut the door behind him. He set his duffel bag on the bed in the corner, beginning to take his things out angrily. Damn aunt sending him to a damn asylum. He was fine, there was nothing wrong with him. He was so close to getting out and they just had to send him here
Vaughn had to be dragged, almost literally, down the hallway to his room. His newest foster family had dropped him off there, saying his mental illnesses were too much for them to handle. Idiots, he snapped mentally, before being led to a door. It was swung open, and Vaughn threw a threatening glare at the man who held his shoulders. The man, in response, shoved him a bit roughly into what looked like a shared room. “Bastard,” he had snapped sharply, still having the same expression as he watched the man shut the door. He seemed to completely ignore the other boy in the room, walking over to a cleared bed where he dropped his backpack onto the sheets.
Aliana was smiling as the guards walked her to her new room. She skipped along as she entered her new room. Everything had changed after she had been sent to the asylum. Aliana used to be a sweet kind little girl, now she didn't give a f*ck. So what if she killed a guy, he deserved it. Aliana froze as she saw something from the corner of her eye. She shook her head and put her stuff down next to her new bed. As she sat down she started singing to herself, "Ring around the Rosie…"
“You’re actually crazy, then,” Venezia scoffed, leaning against the wall with her eyes closed. Her fingers twitched, as if she was reaching for something that wasn’t there. Already having set up, there was almost nothing on her bed. She opened her eyes and glanced Aliana over before closing them again, seemingly falling asleep. Her fingers didn’t start twitching.
"And what's wrong with crazy?" Aliana smiled over at Venezia, "Everyone's a little crazy. The best people are crazier than others."
“I think you and I have very different definitions of ‘best’,” she said drily after a moment.
Aliana looked over at her, "Why are you here then? If you aren't crazy, or a murder, or a sociopath, or psychotic, or deranged in anyway."
“Because I liked playing with Fire a little too much for their comfort,” she said, opening her eyes finally and leaning forward. “While I truly believe I’m perfectly sane, they don’t. I just like to watch buildings burn - that’s not insanity.”
"Arsen?" Aliana grinned at her. she started humming under her breath before she said, "You ever kill someone?"
“Probably,” she shrugged. “Don’t really read the news reports. Only remember one. Eight people, apparently. Some kid’s party.”
(May I join?)
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