The Asylum (NC, EX, & BDSM) RESTARTED! Now a big game!

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Clio

Thanks. I meant to add that I could help you find a model if you wanted, but it looks like you found one.
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Demonica

Quote from: Christa McGinn on October 09, 2012, 11:58:25 PM
Thanks. I meant to add that I could help you find a model if you wanted, but it looks like you found one.


Thank you! :)

persephone325

This game has died, but I'm going to be reviving it.

Bumping for fresh players!
This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck.
It always ends in a fight.
You pulled me from the river. Why?
I don't know.
"Don't dwell on those who hold you down. Instead, cherish those who helped you up."

Clio

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rpguy37

i would be interested in playing a patient if you're still looking
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AndyZ

Totally forgot about the PM a few days ago, but I'm kinda taking a break from freeform.  Sorry.
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persephone325

Quote from: rpguy37 on December 05, 2012, 01:43:44 PM
i would be interested in playing a patient if you're still looking

We are looking for male patients.

Quote from: AndyZ on December 05, 2012, 01:44:47 PM
Totally forgot about the PM a few days ago, but I'm kinda taking a break from freeform.  Sorry.

That's OK. Thank you for getting back to me though. I hope you had fun while you were here! :)
This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck.
It always ends in a fight.
You pulled me from the river. Why?
I don't know.
"Don't dwell on those who hold you down. Instead, cherish those who helped you up."

AndyZ

Yep, just want to try to get work done on my next novel now that the first is done and having some trouble.  Freeform games take up a lot more mental energy than system games. 
It's all good, and it's all in fun.  Now get in the pit and try to love someone.

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persephone325

Alright! Quite a few characters have been dropped due to inactivity, and we now have 3 female patients and 1 male patient.

Anyone interested, nows the time! We're officially restarting tomorrow! However, for the sake of play, the current stories in progress will still play out. But without any characters who were dropped because of inactivity.
This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck.
It always ends in a fight.
You pulled me from the river. Why?
I don't know.
"Don't dwell on those who hold you down. Instead, cherish those who helped you up."

TheRaven

#184
I can run Liam, and I'd be willing to throw in a male doctor if you need him. Admittedly, the doctor could also be adapted as a patient if you need to even the numbers at all.
"Hey," said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are"
The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.
"Say 'Nevermore,'" said Shadow.
"Fuck you," said the raven.

rpguy37

#185
Name: Jim
Age: 18
Orientation: Straight
Illness(s): Paranoid schizophrenia
Appearance:
How did you end up here?: Jim has always been an odd kid.  He worries about things people his age never think about: alien invasions, government take overs, vampires, etc. always thinking everyone is not what they seem and out to get him.  It dosen't help that his old therapist that his parents sent him to was secretly using him as a sex slave.  She did all kinds of crazy things to him and he has been much worse off since then.  They heard about the great reputation of the hospital and sent him here in the hopes that the staff can make some progress.
Personality: Shy, paranoid (obviously), non-trusting, can be combative when he feels threatened
Anything Else?: Ons: femdom, restraints, orgasm denial, pegging, milking
Offs: scat, vore, potty play

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DahliaBlossom

I would love to toss in a male patient or doctor. :) Which are you most in need of?

persephone325

There aren't that many male patients right now. But if you want to make a doctor AND a patient, that's fine. As long as you can keep up with both of them. :)
This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck.
It always ends in a fight.
You pulled me from the river. Why?
I don't know.
"Don't dwell on those who hold you down. Instead, cherish those who helped you up."

DahliaBlossom

I'll start with a male patient and see from there. :-) I'll get him written up tomorrow evening.

Roen

I wish I had seen this thread earlier oO

Name: Tate Peters
Age: 18
Orientation: Bisexual with a leaning towards gay.
Illness(s): Anti-Socialist, sort of violently Manic-Depressive, maybe even split personalities, it's not entirely sure, he is one troubled young man.
Appearance:


How did you end up here?: (I'm guessing this is where I put my backstory)
He was such a sweet child, with his curly sun-touched golden locks and his clear sky blue eyes, always so kind and gentle with a very healthy thirst for knowledge. His mother adored him, especially for all the little sparks of talents he was showing at a young age; he loved coloring his books and he would even make observations about other pictures and drawings, which were pretty mature for his age, on the barge of artistic genius. His father could recall his wife calling him one day at work, while Tate was still only three years old, announcing that he "used almost every last shade of his crayons to draw grass, and it looked frigging real!"
That was then, before he turned nine. Three weeks after his ninth birthday, Tate was taken.
His parents were mortified. Everyone joined the searches: his friends' parents, his neighbors, his teachers and practically the entire town started looking for him, for an entire two weeks, long after the statistics started discouraging them.
Eventually, he walked back home on his own. He seemed ok, he seemed untouched, he seemed calm. He wasn't even crying. His parents tried to get him to talk about what happened to him, they tried to make him tell them who took him, but all he said was 'a smiley man' and 'I don't remember'.
Smiley man, don't remember.

How did he look like? Smiley man.
Where did he take you? Don't remember.
Did he tell you his name? Smiley man.
Did he touch you in a funny way? Don't remember.

They've sent him to a couple of psychologists and doctors; none could get any better results. It took his mother almost seven weeks to realize why he looked so different: his once beautifully blue hues were now pitch black, and no one could tell her why. For the most part of his day he was completely calm, but he wasn't laughing anymore, and he wasn't asking any more questions. He did spend time drawing as before, but his drawings have changed. All he ever drawn was meaningless shapes and formless scribbles of color, and his strokes turned very sudden and violent, as if he was possessed. If his parents tried to take his pencils or his drawing blocks for him, he would give them hell.
As the years passed by, things started happening around Tate. First time he was left alone, the house nearly caught fire. Therefore, his parents decided to leave him with Mrs. Peterson, their elderly neighbor, two weeks after that- she decided to move away, leaving behind a back yard patched with shallow cat-size graves. He couldn't keep any of his former friends, nobody liked him- but nobody bullied him as well, the known school bully crossed the street every time he saw him coming. There were many complaints about random acts of violence, against property and schoolmates, and his parents grew hopeless.
What finally broke them was waking up one night, to find Tate at the feet of their bed with a kitchen knife in his hand; he was about 5 inches short of sticking it into his father's thigh. When he was asked about it by his panicking mother, he said he did not appreciate the new sugar-free cereals his dad bought on his recent grocery shopping.
That was when Tate was sent away to the medical facility for the mentally ill, no older than 16. His parents stopped visiting when he was 17. As he turned 18, give or take three weeks, he was transferred into the asylum in question due to legalities (the former one was basically for underaged patients. However, the administration just used that to be rid of him).

Personality: Oh, no easy way with this one. You can't just push him into a psychological frame and keep him all nicely defined. If you do that, he'd probably rip it to shreds and use the frame to beat the closest person next to him into a bloody pulp. He's unpredictable at best, when he's calm- he would keep to himself, talk real quietly and wouldn't hurt a fly. That's the normal stage, when he is in his cocoon stage, he would pick a corner (or walk back and forth like a mad man), mutter things that only have meaning to him, and jump violently at any attempt to interact with him. The final stage is what I'd like to call "The Bat-shit Butterfly Stage", he would go apeshit. Not just unstable, but violently volatile, should he have a knife in his hand, he would probably stab and slash anything in his way, unarmed- he would tear, punch, kick, bite and head-butt anything in his way, even a solid wall. This would be a good stage to count your losses and RUN.
History
Anything Else?: I don't like what you call bathroom play, but I guess that's more or less a given. Everything else goes.

Hope that's good enough, and that are any suitable doctor-"partners" currently ingame :p

Ro

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DahliaBlossom

#190
Name: Trent MacKenna

Age: 18

Orientation: Gay - Submissive/Bottom

Illness(s):
Severe Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Narcissistic Personality Disorder
Severe Anxiety
Drug Addiction
Anger/Violence Issues
Anorexia
Paranoid Schizophrenic
Severe Insomnia

Appearance:


How did you end up here?: Found on the street after killing a fellow high school graduate for trying to touch him inappropriately. He was crouched down over the body, trying to get the boy to wake up before he kicked him in the head, dealing the final blow. He's very confused and doesn't understand why he is here or how. He doesn't remember killing anyone and refuses to acknowledge his violent behavior or past sexual assaults that have given him his PTSD.

Personality: Typical eighteen year old boy, killed classmate two weeks before graduation. Trent has had paranoid schizophrenia, narcissistic personality disorder, and anorexia since a young boy. He has trouble eating food, believing he will be poisoned or that it is an attempt to make him ugly or displeasing to the eye. His trust issues stem into his insomnia, making it impossible for him to sleep for days or weeks at a time. The longest his gone without sleep was 30 days before he collapsed outside of a Krispy Kreme doughnut shop he worked at. He likes working in food places in an effort to break his desire for food, trusting in his 'glorious' body to resist and keep it's perfection.

Trent was molested as a child by his uncle and his cousin, frequently, but never took his virginity. They made him give them hand jobs, blow jobs, and even forced him to finger himself for their pleasure or fingered him if he was feeling unusually rebellious against them. His mother beat him, even put him in the hospital on several occasions. His father died when he was a small child, they got in a car accident and he watched a pipe from a truck slam through the window into his fathers head.

He hates being touched unless invited, he enjoys ecstasy, heroin, cocaine, and marijuana. Occasionally Trent got paid for sexual favors or for dealing and would use the money to buy make up or expensive clothing. He's still a virgin to do this day, never trusting anyone enough to go behind him or even top him or pin him. He hates being confined or held down and will fight harshly if man-handled.

Anything Else?: Please visit Trent's Rabbit Hole for an extensive look at what's allowed and not allowed.

Roen

I'm thinking about creating a doctor, possibly female, maybe male, probably a prescription meds addict. My question is, do all of the doctors have to be abusive and sadistic, or is there room in this game for a kind soul to mix things up?

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-Nathan Alterman.

DahliaBlossom

I was wondering the same thing. I was thinking of making a male who was rather gentle and maybe even a bit mousey.

Roen

Yeah, well, mine isn't going to be that submissive *pokes tongue*
:D

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Even the oldest of sights has a moment of rebirth.
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persephone325

Gah! Sorry it took so long for a response!

Doctors don't have to be sadistic and/or cruel. They can be kind and loving if you want them to be. It's good to have a mix of both to confuse patients and leave them vulnerable. Christa created a kind doctor (Eleanor Chaucer) who actually wants to help the patients. My character (Mariska) is actually a bit of both. However, she's quite manipulative and more of a person to mentally control her victim rather than use physical violence.
This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck.
It always ends in a fight.
You pulled me from the river. Why?
I don't know.
"Don't dwell on those who hold you down. Instead, cherish those who helped you up."

Roen


Come and Write with Me! (O/Os and Ideas)
Even the oldest of sights has a moment of rebirth.
-Nathan Alterman.

persephone325

This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck.
It always ends in a fight.
You pulled me from the river. Why?
I don't know.
"Don't dwell on those who hold you down. Instead, cherish those who helped you up."

Clio

I'd like to maybe focus on Angel and Ellie if that's alright, so perhaps more male doctors would be good?

And I'll update the character thread soon.
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persephone325

That's fine. :) I'm just glad to have this game up and running again.
This doesn't have to end in a fight, Buck.
It always ends in a fight.
You pulled me from the river. Why?
I don't know.
"Don't dwell on those who hold you down. Instead, cherish those who helped you up."

Darrow Huck

I might be interested in playing a patient, although looking at the people coming on board that seems to be a crowded field at the moment.