Quite the Little Joke...

Ugh... Massive headache

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 14:46:57 -0400

shiloh-brampton:

I’m a different type of crazy, darling.

Roll over and die, preferably in front of me so I can watch.

I’m not afraid of you, you know.

And I sure as hell don’t plan on letting you walk over me like you’ve done to some of the others. Fuck off.

Ugh... Massive headache

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 14:26:15 -0400

shiloh-brampton:

Nope. It quite fun.

All of you crazies are so easily stirred.

Oh, all of us crazies. That’s really funny. Last time I checked you’re stuck here like the rest of us. Check yourself.

Ugh... Massive headache

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 14:09:39 -0400

shiloh-brampton:

Just informing you that no one gives two shits about you or your headache.

Don’t you ever get tired of being such a fucking bitch?

I mean, your whole act must get boring after a while.

Ugh... Massive headache

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 13:57:33 -0400

shiloh-brampton:

No one care, sugar bun.

Ugh, you.

What do you want?

Ugh... Massive headache

Mon, 11 Jun 2012 13:51:35 -0400

So therapy... yeah, not the greatest.

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 21:42:50 -0400

im-just-charlie:

Yeah, I know. She’s insane and I hope she won’t hurt more people. poor amanda.

Yeah, I hope she doesn’t think of trying that shit on me.

I’ll fucking bite LOL.

So therapy... yeah, not the greatest.

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 21:31:00 -0400

im-just-charlie:

I know it was just- ugh I can’t stand her. Yeah, I’m fine, It’s just that I can’t watch how she hurts people for fun. I was actually a little bit scared for Eric he got more caught up than me.

I know, I was totally surprised. He got really angry.

But hey, she was being crazy as hell and she hurt Amanda, so…

And I really wish she’d done something about it too, though now that I think about it. I mean it sucks that Shiloh targeted someone who wasn’t even confrontational towards her.

So therapy... yeah, not the greatest.

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 21:17:17 -0400

im-just-charlie:

No words for it.

That girl has serious issues, going after Amanda like that.

Are you ok? You got a bit fired up in there.

So therapy... yeah, not the greatest.

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 21:05:14 -0400

That was just—

I can't stand it in my room anymore...

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 18:19:23 -0400

Relax | Scarlett & Andrew

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 04:04:00 -0400

andrew-m:

He shrugged his shoulders a bit. “I guess I’ve just been avoiding human contact for awhile. I was in solitary for two years and was only let out for therapy and then an extra hour of time to do what I want, supervised of course. I chose to go to the library or just stay in my room. People in that wing aren’t great to be around so I avoiding anything having to do with them which usually included going outside.” He said. He hated that wing. So far this had been much better. Aside from his fight with Ethan and whatever was happening with Arabella. He didn’t know where that stood. For all he felt at the moment Ethan could have her. He wanted to keep his mind off of that though.

He realized then once he started to talk he could be a bit of a talker. He was a bit surprised by himself. Oh, well. She was pretty easy to talk to.

He turned in the direction she wanted to walk and walked next to her. He saw her tense up a bit but decided not to ask about it. If she wanted to talk about it she would say something to him. He sort of went by that as a rule.

He nodded a bit. “I’m sure. That place can get unpleasant a lot. This place seems like some sort of sweet relief from it all. It’s nice. Thanks for coming out here with me.” He said and looked at her and smiled slightly.

Smiling felt weird to him which was why he did it so rarely.

He followed her over to a tree and sat down after she patted the spot. He leaned back against the tree and sighed softly. He watched her pull out a cigarette and he realized he hadn’t had a smoke in so long he almost forgot that there was a time that he did smoke. “Yeah, thanks.” He said and took one from her. “It’s been way too long for me. I don’t even have a lighter on me anymore. I used to stash one in my shoe.” He said.

“Oh…” Solitary for two years. She was curious now. She didn’t know what she’d do if she was ever in solitary. They allowed her a fair amount of ‘liberty’ by the asylum’s standards and she felt she was going crazy sometimes, she couldn’t even imagine if she was ever put by herself.

Why’d they put him in solitary?, she asked herself. She didn’t dare to ask; she didn’t know if it was a sensitive subject for him. Though he had told her his situation was similar to hers when they first talked.

“Don’t mention it, Andrew. I needed to come out here anyway. I haven’t had the greatest week.”

She felt herself blush a little when he smiled at her so she looked away quickly.

“…I don’t even have a lighter on me anymore. I used to stash one in my shoe.”

“Then here.” Scarlett leaned closer to Andrew and lit his cigarette. She looked at him and smiled, he seemed more open than the first time they talked. She looked at her lighter for a second and then handed it to him. “Keep it. I have another one in my room. Besides, you never know when you might need to set something on fire.” she teased.

She took another drag of the cigarette and looked at the asylum.

Thanks. I’ll check it out.

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 02:21:16 -0400

Thanks. I’ll check it out.

I wonder where they stash confiscated items...

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 01:44:50 -0400

Relax | Scarlett & Andrew

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 01:11:39 -0400

andrew-m:

Andrew shook his head. “I haven’t. And I’ve been here two years.” He said. It was probably weird but he did spend a lot of time in solitary and just didn’t ever feel like being around people most of the time so he never went out. He really just avoided as much human contact as possible for a long time.

He took a deep breath as they walked outside and were met with a gust of wind. It was kind of nice. “Jeez, it’s nice to be out of that stuffy asylum.” He said. He didn’t realize how much he would actually like it. He looked around, things were definitely much more relaxing out here than they were in there.

He looked at her and nodded a bit. “I like it. I’ll probably be out here all the time now because it’s so unpleasant in there most of the time.” He said and sighed a bit. He looked around the whole area and back at her. “Do you come out here often?” He asked. It seemed like she probably would.

He looked over the garden as he started to walk through it a bit. It was so strange to him that a place like this would be located by the asylum.

It didn’t make much sense to him really.

“Jeez, it’s nice to be out of that stuffy asylum.” Andrew said. Scarlett couldn’t agree more. The walls of Broken were definitely suffocating.

She started walking off the path and motioned for Andrew to follow. “I’m glad you do.” she told him when he said he liked it, “I still can’t believe you’d never come out here.” Scarlett shook her head.

Running her hands through some of the bushes, she pressed forward, silently admiring the flowers around her. A strange noise suddenly distracted her; a bird was resting on the gates. It flew away but Scarlett’s gaze remained on where he had been. She could see the town outside if she looked hard enough. Thoughts of her old house, her old friends, her old life, rushed over her. A tingly feeling crept up her spine, “You know you’re never getting out of here…” a voice whispered in her ear, teasing her. Her whole body tensed but she kept walking.

If you ignore it it’ll go away, she reminded herself.

“Oh. Um, yeah. I try to come out here every once in a while.” Scarlett cleared her throat. She hated the shakiness she’d heard in her own voice. ”It usually makes me feel better if I’m not having a great time.”

She inhaled and smiled when she reached the tree she’d found on her last walk through the garden. She sat down in it’s shade and patted the grass beside her so Andrew would sit there. Scarlett reached inside her jacket and took out the pack of cigarettes she’d snuck in from her trip shopping for the ball. She lit one and took a long drag. She felt herself slowly relax. Blowing out the smoke, she turned to Andrew.

“Want one?” she asked, offering him the pack.

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 22:19:36 -0400

Just woke up.

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 19:58:23 -0400

shiloh-brampton:

You talk far too much. I’ll do whatever I fucking please too.

Whatever.

Just woke up.

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 19:50:24 -0400

shiloh-brampton:

So disappointing that everyone here lacks wit.

Oh, and you’d now all about that now wouldn’t you? ‘Cause you know us all so well. Word of advice—you won’t like it here if you keep treating everyone like shit unless you know, you actually enjoy being hated and talked about which if I think about it now, it seems like you do. You do your thing I won’t look twice. Just don’t cross me.

Just woke up.

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 19:36:15 -0400

im-just-charlie:

Ugh I really couldn’t care less haha She’s an annoying bitch and I’m not taking her shit.

She’s being a huge bitch. But I mean, I don’t know…

At least she’s not being a total hypocrite about it.

Just woke up.

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 19:33:21 -0400

shiloh-brampton:

My angst sense are tingling.

What do you— Yeah, I can’t even…

Just woke up.

Sat, 09 Jun 2012 19:26:48 -0400

shiloh-brampton:

Oh no, she used the ‘B’ word.

I’ll call you whatever I want to, cunt.

What the fuck is your problem?

You don’t even know me.