forum Asylum Roleplay (Closed.)

Started October 06, 2018 by Deleted user

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Asher screamed more, his collar sparking from the amount of power he was using just from his scream. His eyes grew completely black, no iris or whites.

Lol, Asher's screams don't cause hearing damage. But they do induce insanity.//

(Ah. Ok! Then this might be interesting!)

Link slowly woke back up after a few minutes. Her eyes were blood red. All of it, not just the irises. She slowly stood up. Her face showed no emotion. She walked up to the Fae boy's … and smacked him across the face. “SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU USELESS PIXIE BOY!! THIS IS NO FUCKING TIME THAT YOU SHOULD BE FREAKING OUT!! DO YOU WANT TO BE KILLED!?!?” She was not the same girl as she was when she was sane. Semi-sane anyways. This girl was about to murder everyone in the room if this guy didn’t shut the hell up!

"NO!" He screeches, his eyes leaked black fluid along with his wings. He didn't register the pain when the girl slapped him. "THE DOOR LOCKED AND IM STUCK HERE, I DONT LIKE THIS PLACE!"

She screamed back, “IN CASE YOU HARN’T NOTICED, WE’RE ALL STUCK HERE TOO! AND YOU WON’T BE ANLE TO GET OUT UNTIL YOU STOP FUCKING SCREAMING!!!”

(I’ll delete this if someone else comes up with something better, I’m just bored as fuck.)

"NO, NO, No, no," he muttered, curling into a ball. He was visibly shaking and muttering madly, something about going home and flowers.

As the screaming depleted, Link came back to herself. She collapsed to her knees and took a shaky breath. She could barely see through the blood in her eyes. She could hear the Fae guy muttering about flowers. “W-what’s your favorite flower?” She asked, mostly to keep herself conscious.

"Lilacs." he muttered, his voice hoarse from the screaming. "I don't want to go, I don't want to go." he muttered endlessly, pulling a blanket over his head.

She scootches closer to what to her looked like a red fuzzy lump, that she assumed was him. She puts a hand out tentatively, testing his aura. “M-mine are Anemones…” She passes her hand around in the air and continued, “But I’ve never gotten to see one in real life…”

"Anemones are pretty, they were everywhere in Fey." He whispers, sensing her hand near him. He would be prepared if she tried to touch him, he was always prepared.

She felt his aura shift to a more extreme tension. She quickly figured out what the problem was by thinking back to what he had initially said when he started going ballistic. “Don’t worry. I’m not going to touch you.” She withdrew her hand, having gotten satisfactory readings. “I sort of “feel” other people’s auras or feelings in the air. Seeing as how my sight often doesn’t work very well, I use my ability to replace it.” She rocked on her heels. “Does your home have a lot of flowers?”

"Pretty flowers." He whispered in reply, still not trusting her. Good, your calmer now.

(I uh… might leave, this is going to fast for me to keep up. ;-;)

(It’s pretty much just me and Duskie going back and forth. You haven’t missed much I don’t think.)

Link started rubbing her eyes, the blood starting to irritate her. She didn’t mind switching out her sight for her aura reading every once in a while, but she liked her sight.

“My home wasn’t pretty at all, but it was still nice.”

"All the flowers were so pretty, they all dripped blood." He giggled wildly.

Link squinted at him, eyesight still blurry. “Blood is pretty, but so is poison.”

Ads remained still in the corner, silent. Occasionally they would glance at unseen objects or mutter. She twitched in an almost rythmic way, her breathing unsteady

The kind nurse bustles into the room, seeing Asher on the floor and Link with blood in her eyes she rushes over. "Dearies are you okay?"

Link looked around at the rest of the room. She looked at a piece of air and reached out to it. "Marcus, a little help?" After a few seconds, the blood started draining from her eyes. She blinked a couple times, some of the blood coming out as tears. "Thank you." She got up and started walking in circles around the room, chanting rhythmically under her breath, in the selkie language.

Ada remained how she was. The small light on her collar continued to beep as her breathing quickened more

//bump

Link ignored the nurse. She strayed over to Oliver. “I’m s-sorry.” She stuttered. “My n-name is L-Link.”

"Pretty flowers." Giggled Asher as he reached out his hand, touching imaginary flowers. Should I take over now? Duskie asked. No! Fine Asher, don't be an idiot.

YEET! Crashes in through the window.//