((Just two people...Two people...))
((Okay, we can do that. :) I'll start it in a second.))
Shannon laid quietly on the floor beside her bed, just staring at the blank ceiling. She stayed still, her only motion being the way her chest rose and fell with her breathing. She was still in her pajamas, despite the fact that it was nearly 8:30, almost time for all Refugees, as they were nicknamed by the staff, to be eating breakfast.
"C'mon, Shannon. I'm starving!" EJ, one of her personalities finally spoke, breaking the silence in her rude, brash way.
"You are not." Chloe sniffed primly, pushing EJ aside.
"Children in Africa are starving." Marie added matter of factly.
Shannon let out a little sigh as the clamor began. She reluctantly lifted herself off the floor, moving to get dressed.
((OK> Thanks! :-D))
Joshi sat on her bed, her short legs hanging ove rthe edge, not touching the floor, but swinging. She glanced up at the clock, it was a cordless clock, immpossible to break or take off the wall, anotehr measure so they didn't hurt themselve. It was almost 08:30, Joshi was struggling to remember what signifigance that time was, she was hungry, it made it harder to think. Her clock went by military time becuase it was easier to remember, it went from 01:00-24:00. She looked at her socked feet, she was in her pajamas, hadn't even thought of changing yet.
Levi was prowling around his room, waiting to be let out, he was on all fours and was pacing, the room was small, too small for him, it felt like a cage...it was a cage. He hated cages, he wanted out! Levi jumped at the door and slammed his weight into it, trying to break it.
Mikey shuffled along slowly, quietly towards the cafeteria. An orderly walked along beside him, keeping a silent, watchful eye over the boy. Mikey just mumbled and growled softly to himself, clutching his notebook close to his chest. A dull purple crayon could be seen jutting out of his pocket and a blue one was clutched in his pale fist. The orderly was carrying a small battered pencil box full of them.
Mikey started to shake his head a little as he muttered to himself, his dark brown hair falling into his dark circled eyes.
"No...no...no...It's lunchtime now...I don't have time for this..." He growled as though talking to a companion walking along with him.
((Yeah, but Mikey has a hard time keeping track of that kind of thing...It could be midnight for all he knows...))
((Mind if I join? It's a little late, but...))
((Oh, sorry. :-P))
The door opened and an orderly enetered, JOshi looked up and smiled slightly at her. She looked at her name tag, it said, Winnie.
"Hi Winnie." Joshi said softly. WInnie looked her upa dn down,
"You're still in your PJs." she satted. Joshi looked down, her PJs were given to her by the Refuge becuase she hadn't had any, they were black sweatpants and a long sleeved button up gray and black verticle striped shirt. On her feet were white socks. She jumped off her bead, her hair was disheveled.
"I forgotto change." she explained,
"You can change later, it's time to eat." WInnie said adn she led Joshi out of the room.
((Yay! :D Go ahead! And would it break your heart if I told you to make a male charrie? We're overloaded with girls.))
((I'm better with guys anyways. I am one, after all.))
((Awesome. ^-^ Just post your skellie and jump in.))
((Real quick, what advantage would correlate with dissociative identity?))
((You choose. Be creative. ^-^ Sorry if that doesn't help...))
Shannon sighed again as she pulled on a black t-shirt and tugged on a pair of jeans. Chloe and EJ were still arguing back and forth, with Marie adding little facts every now and then. Shannon was only mildly surprised that Kitty hadn't added to the chaos yet. Though she was certain that when her fourth personality would jump in, it would be during a rather inconvenient moment.
Shannon let out an exasperated sigh as she buttoned her jeans and lamented the fact that she wasn't allowed to wear a belt. She glanced at the clock.
The door opened to what Levi thought of as his cave or cell adn an oderly stood there,
"Levi, stand up." the orderly siad, Levi growled, he didn't want to stand! Hs remained squatted. The orderly brought some others in and they forced Levi to his feet,
"Levi you have to stand or you can't eat." they siad calmly as Levi struggled and fought against them, growlinga dn snapping his teeth.
((I'll be unoriginal and steal Honor's idea XD By the way, I generally can't post on the weekends. Or after school))
Name: Dmitri Flint
Appearance: Dmitri looks about as average and plain as you can imagine. His hair is a simply chocolate color, cut short so he never gets too hot. His eyes are close-set and brown like his hair. Dmitri tops out at 5'10", and he measures in at 160 pounds on the mark. Dmitri usually has a rather unassuming look about him at all times, as if wishing he could disappear into the background. His complexion is rather dark, suggesting a Hispanic parentage
Illness: Dissociative Identity Disorder
Advantage: Can shapeshift into any of the other personalities
Personality: Which one? Wait, bad joke... Dmitri is a very quiet, unassuming young man. He doesn't have much of an opinion about anything normally. However, he does enjoy the element of surprise, and he likes a trick every now and then, usually shapeshifting into a personality that looks far older, for instance. He's not exactly a friend maker. get him one-on-one, and he will talk to you, but good luck getting him to talk outside of that environment.
Evangaline was beginning to shuffle slowly down the hallway, having finally gotten herself dressed. She had to shake her clothes for five minutes straight to make CERTAIN the lack of spiders and rats, and even then she was slow to put the clothes on her all too vulnerable body. However, this painstaking process did end up making her hungry enough to override her fears of choking and poisoning. And of course, the ever-present danger of what lay outiside her room....
Joshi walked down the halls in her PJs, there were other Refugees here, they were fully dressed though. Joshi put her hands in the pockets of her sweatpants and walked along side WInnie the Orderly. WInnie didn't talk to her, none of the oderlies did unless it wa sto remind her of something. Theyw ere almost at the cafeteria, Joshi couldn't remembered what meal theyw ere going to, but she hope dthe food was good.
Levi's shoulders were slumped and his hands hung limply at his sides as he was a third pushed, a third dragged, and a thrid walked down the hall towards the mess hall. His clothes were a set of torn jeans and a dark brown, yelow, and tan plaid polo, he reached up to fiddle with the button his polo, he hated this.
((might i join? I can put a skellie together))