Briza

Nightmare in Paradise

Letting out pathetic sounding breaths of exhaustion, Jane wanted so badly to just close her eyes and disappear into the darkness trying to envelope her mind. The young man's soothing voice was nice to hear. His composure was the opposite of the monstrous bear. She was still frightened by him, having just met him--knowing nothing about him, except that he was in fact real. Was this young man her Guardian Angel? Had she crossed some realm? Was this the afterlife? Did she over dose?

"Are you able to walk?"

"I--" she tried to stand up, pushing him lightly away from her as to show some sort of physical independence, "No--" she could walk, just not well. Her muddy brown hair swayed lightly back-and-forth as she shook her head softly, trying to express her No in a heavier fashion.

"I'm so sorry," she pleaded, as if some form of confession would bring her out of this scary nightmare.

Orphange for the Unusual

Trevor smiled at the thought of a newcomer. Golligee willikers! The boy thought to himself. He propped the dead crow on its stomach, it's two legs spread out, to help it keep balance, as it faced the newcomer. More friends! He loved the orphanage, with all the people and the unusual events that happened. However, he missed his mom and dad, despite their yelling and his daddy's hitting. . . But, he just knew when his mom allowed him to bring Daddy back to life, things would be different.

"we should get out day started."

Trevor was excited. He already thought the day had started, but he must have been wrong. The day had not already started. He was a little perplexed, but Crow seemed to know what was happening. Crow just sat there and said nothing, but Trevor knew what that meant.

Orphange for the Unusual

Trevor entered the eating area. He was wearing a green and blue striped shirt with khaki shorts. He had white socks on his feet, one was not pulled up all the way. As a six year-old he still had difficulty making himself look pristine. He used to fight with his mother and explain to her that he knew how to dress himself. Having her or anyone else help him would have just been "not right."

He had a dead crow in his hand, and its foot (still connected to the body), stuck in his mouth. He was sucking the life out of its crow feet. Nothing tasted better or more comforting than his crow, the dead crow (he kept preserved through magic) went everywhere with Trevor. It reminded him of his mother, and her dark, dark hair. . .

Revor said nothing as he walked into the hall. He took a seat by Zed--he was always doing something cool with his powers, which made Trevor feel more important for being able to sit next to such a psychic. He put the dead crow on the table in front of him. He smiled a toothy grin at Zed, excitedly. Today was a good day. He got to sit next to Zed.

Orphange for the Unusual

KatherinWinter said
If you think he can do the classes. I was going to have them all about the same level since we only have one teacher.... But I might be able to set up something else.

Depending on of what the classes consist, Trevor should be able to sit in one spot for a good while. He should also be at least one-two years into reading. Plus, his dead crow kind of gives him a secure crutch into reaching out to more mature scenarios.

Orphange for the Unusual

KatherinWinter said
He's so cute!! I don't know that he would get much out of the classes though

If the Orphanage classes are homeschool style, than I am sure Trevor could fit in somehow--maybe be a couple grades ahead of the "normal people" curve? Or, I could make him a bit older (and still not have reached the age of contemplation?).

Orphange for the Unusual

Appearance

Trevor Crummer

Name: Trevor
Age: 6
Gender: Male
Abilities: Trevor is a necromancer, as well as someone who can speak to the dead.
Personality: Trevor is a sweet, loving child. His problem? He seems to be attracted to dead things. In fact, his "comfort object" just so happens to be none other than, a dead bird (that is missing a food, for crying out loud!). Trevor has not reached the age of contemplation, yet. But by the looks of it, he may reach it much later in life. He loves the taste of blood and dirt--oh, those scrumptious minerals hidden on the very ground he walks! Most people can tell he is a bit eccentric, but he is only six years old. Who would want to hurt a six year old's feelings?

Biography: Trevor was conceived out of wedlock and born in wedlock. His mother and father had been great hippie friends prior to his birth. Somehow or another due to the it takes two-to-tango scenario, Trevor's mother found herself pregnant. She was given the option of abortion, but despite her beliefs, was "too much of a Christian" to kill an unborn child. Somehow or another, the two married each other. Unfortunately, both his parents were hippies. Trevor's father died of an overdose when Trevor was three years young. And like any good son, Trevor brought him back to life. Unfortunately, his father later commit suicide due to the whole situation, which is why Trevor is put up for adoption. His father had apparently been abusing his mother, and the first time he died, his mother was actually relieved. . and of course, horrified when he was brought back to life. His dead animal gifts also did not help his case. And so, Trevor was put up for adoption after his father's second death. He stays in the orphanage hoping his mother will finally forgive his father for the horrible things he did to her. Until then, he has Crow, a dead black crow bird, which he clings to with dear life, and occasionally sticks in his mouth.

The Demon Within

"What do you mean a harder time--" James paused. Feeding a demon? Demons need food? He leaned closer to Katherin. "What do you mean 'feed?'" He was feeling the anxious shivers starting to slither up his spine and choke at his throat. He wanted more than anything to be free, but it did not seem like an option. He was hoping nothing too insane was involved with this "feeding"of which Katherin spoke.

Asylum

Appearance

Esther Hartwell

Name: Esther Hartwell
Age: 22
Mental Illness: Bipolar Disorder
Biography: Esther was born with dyslexia, which really is not something most people have to worry about too much. Dyslexia is a common disorder that can be fixed with the right guidance and education. Unfortunately, Esther's dyslexia was atypical. As opposed to her reading being disrupted or letter differentiation, her emotions were affected. When was happy, she appeared sad. When she was sad she seemed happy. To make matters even more difficult (she does find herself in a mental asylum, after all), she was a stoic child, adolescent and young woman. Eventually, sometime during her high school years, she began seeing and hearing voices. This also happened around the time when she and her high school sweetheart (who she is no longer dating or seeing) were investing much of their time into sci-fi and aliens.

When Esther graduated from high school, she went off to college. It must have been the change and/or all the stress from college work that triggered nightmares or night terrors that left Esther paralyzed for several seconds to minutes after awaking from sleep. These became regular, and somehow during her first semester at college, she found herself in a psyche ward due to psychotic behaviors. Her parents came to her rescue, arguing she would get better. She was stable! She could live as an outpatient!

Now, at age 22, she has been living in an asylum for almost one year, now. Her parents were starting to go insane just having her around the house. Graduating from college was now turning into a distant dream, but she has not given up all hope, yet.

Cabin in the woods

Appearance

Name: Lucia Estuert
Alias: "Lucy"
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Personality: Lucy appears to be a shy young lady with a strong heart that wants the best for herself and the people around her. Although, slightly egotistical, Lucy tries hard to be a humble human being. Sometimes, her feminine (catty) mean streak gets in the way, however.
Bio: Lucy is the youngest of two children, both born to Michael and Sofia Estuert. Lucy and her brother, James, were always very nice to each other growing up. Their parents made sure of it. Lucy was the younger of the two, and in a way, she looked at James as a mentor, a father-figure. She loved her brother to death. However, when James became a high schooler, he distanced himself from her. She ignored the shunning and assumed he was just going through a "phase." When Lucy finally made it to high school, during James' senior year, she found out he had been doing drugs the whole time. This disappointed her. Of course, the drama did not stop at her brother self-medicating himself with illegal narcotics. . . Lucy decided to give them a try. Of course, her brother, being an over protective sibling, forbid her from doing drugs. Desperate to be like her older brother, jealous that he could be so rebellious and still so much loved the family and her, she went into prostitution to be able to afford these drugs. Her first client, despite all mathematical odds, was her Geometry teacher, a friend of Mr. X. She disliked the idea of being his little Dolores Haze, with his being so old. . . so, big eared and big handed. . . She grossed herself out, but the cash was good. However, she decided after her first "gig" to drop the rebel act and be the good little girl she was meant to be. What had she been thinking, trying to be a drug addict? Was she so crazy as to want to be just like her brother this entire time? . . . She kept this a secret, a secret between her pimp, client, and herself. She prayed no one else would ever know. . . She prayed that she could just get her virginity back. . . And hopefully God would forgive her. He is All-Merciful, right?
Secret: Prostituted herself to one of Mr. X's friends.

[Edited, I hope this storyline works better.]

Cabin in the woods

I will have a CS posted later today ~