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"What do you want yo talk about?" Zuzu asked excitedly, taking the candy. It was strawberry flavored, one of Zuzu's favorites favors. The alarm bothered Zuzu slightly, but she would have to dismiss the idea that someone was escaping. It wasn't too bad in here. Plus there was nothing outside of the institute. And the doctors weren't that bad.
But conversations were fun, entertaining. They let Zuzu pass time with another person, something she normally didn't do. And some doctors gave her things like candy, a very nice trade for a conversation. Now, most people would say that bribery was 'wrong' but Zuzu didn't get that concept. To her it was just trade. And candy was delicious, so Zuzu was happy.
"Candy, music, or markers?" Zuzu asked James. Those three were her top priorities. Candy was the most fun food ever, you could build with it, break it, throw it or eat it. And it tasted amazing. It was sweet and there were different textures for different ones. And music was fun to listen to. It was really nice. It could be loud or soft, slow or fast. And with markers Zuzu could draw actual patterns on the floor. But she didn't know which one James had.
Zuzu sat cross-legged in front of the glass, her doll sitting in her lap. She was paying attention. Whichever thing James had, it would be worth a chat. She didn't care which one of the three she was given, that didn't really matter. But, she also couldn't remember what she had asked for. Though she knew it had to be one of the three.
Zuzu was waiting for Patrick. He was sick yesterday, maybe he wouldn't be today. Zuzu played with her doll, making her dance on the floor. She spun and slid, gracefully, across the floor, led by Zuzu's pale hand as she waited for something fun. Zuzu began to pretend to doodle on the floor, tracing lines and patterns on the black floor with her slender fingers, imagining the nails left thin and thick lines of different colors on the floor. In her mind, Zuzu filled her floor with color and patterns, smiling all the while.

When she heard footsteps Zuzu looked up, into the hallway. There was a doctor walking down the hall. Zuzu looked closer. He wasn't her doctor It was another doctor, Doctor... something or other. Whatever. But, he looked like he was walking towards Zuzu's room. Zuzu began to giggle, so Patrick was sick today, that kind of sucked. But as long as this other doctor wasn't totally mean, Zuzu would be fine.
"Are you here instead of Patrick?" Zuzu asked James as he neared closer to her room.
Zuzu sat happily on her bed, humming to her self. Her hair was in its usual twin tails. Her doll was on her lap, and Zuzu was happy. She fiddled with the edge of her cardigan, playing with the soft white material. It was nice, soft, warm, even if it was hot in the room the cardigan still made Zuzu more comfortable.

Slightly bored, Zuzu began to hum 'I'm a little Teacup' as she played with her doll's hair. She was bored. There wasn't much to do here. There never was she could attack a guard, that would entertain her. But that was really the only option. She could throw out break her fool but she didn't want to lose her one companion. If only something entertaining would show up. Or candy. Spmething. She wanted sometHing to take away the boredom.


Name: Zuzu Mayflower
Doctor or Patient: Patient
Gender: Female
Age: 17

Physical & mental condition: Zuzu is frail and weak. She's skinny and has fast metabolism, keeping her from gaining much weight. But Zuzu's fast and flexible, a result of doing gymnastics and track. But Zuzu can't tell the difference between right and wrong and has a very childlike mindset along with Bipolar disorder. Because of this, Zuzu doesn't realize that what she does may be wrong or dangerous.
Appearance: Zuzu has pale skin and a small frame. She's shorter than average at 5 foot and her hair is quite long, usually in twin ponytails. Her nails are long and well taken care of. She's usually seen sitting on the ground playing with her doll.

Personality: Zuzu has an extremely childlike personality. She's an introvert and enjoys entertaining herself. Zuzu can be selfish, though she isn't always like that. She can be quite nice if you get her on her good side, though she has been known to attack people for fun, not knowing that it was wrong.

Clothing: White shirt and shorts, with a white cardigan for comfort
Inventory: Zuzu has a small handmade doll, in a frilly dress with long blond hair.

Brief history: Zuzu was on the gymnastics and track team in middle school and high school. She frequently got in trouble for things she didn't harmful things. But her great skill in running and gymnastics kept on the team until her parents realized that her childlike behavior wasn't going to change and that she couldn't tell the different from right from wrong. They also noticed that if not bubbly and happy, Zuzu is quite depressed, moping until she finds a way to bring up her mood.
Past asylums or occupations: None, high school student

Training: High school education

Relationships: Zuzu doesn't often talk to people and so she doesn't have many friends or acquaintances.

Other: Zuzu likes pop music and candy, which are an easy way to keep her from being depressed.


Name: Zuzu Mayflower
Doctor or Patient: Patient
Gender: Female
Age: 17

Physical & mental condition: Zuzu is frail and weak. She's skinny and has fast metabolism, keeping her from gaining much weight. But Zuzu's fast and flexible, a result of doing gymnastics and track. But Zuzu can't tell the difference between right and wrong and has a very childlike mindset along with Bipolar disorder. Because of this, Zuzu doesn't realize that what she does may be wrong or dangerous.
Appearance: Zuzu has pale skin and a small frame. She's shorter than average at 5 foot and her hair is quite long, usually in twin ponytails. Her nails are long and well taken care of. She's usually seen sitting on the ground playing with her doll.

Personality: Zuzu has an extremely childlike personality. She's an introvert and enjoys entertaining herself. Zuzu can be selfish, though she isn't always like that. She can be quite nice if you get her on her good side, though she has been known to attack people for fun, not knowing that it was wrong.

Clothing: White shirt and shorts, with a white cardigan for comfort
Inventory: Zuzu has a small handmade doll, in a frilly dress with long blond hair.

Brief history: Zuzu was on the gymnastics and track team in middle school and high school. She frequently got in trouble for things she didn't harmful things. But her great skill in running and gymnastics kept on the team until her parents realized that her childlike behavior wasn't going to change and that she couldn't tell the different from right from wrong. They also noticed that if not bubbly and happy, Zuzu is quite depressed, moping until she finds a way to bring up her mood.
Past asylums or occupations: None, high school student

Training: High school education

Relationships: Zuzu doesn't often talk to people and so she doesn't have many friends or acquaintances.

Other: Zuzu likes pop music and candy, which are an easy way to keep her from being depressed.
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You wake up, your head pounding. You look around, you don't recognize where you are. You see white and just white, the walls, ceiling, and floor. No apparent doors out, nothing. You try to think of how you may have gotten into this place, but you can't remember. You can't remember anything. The only things clear in your head are your name and maybe some fragments. You might question who you are, and where you are, or you might mope around, or look for a way out. But no matter your choice, there are others as well. People like you. With no memories, just as confused as you are. You search for a way out, your only help from your kidnapper, feeding you hints. You discover what you never would have assumed. Not all of you are human, but if not human, what are you? Will you crumble under the pressure or break through, a new person?

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