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« Thread Started on Sept 8, 2008, 1:14am »		[Quote]
He had been there for a few months and his second time there. Shy had tried to kill himself a few times so couldn't really stay home in Milan so he was brought back to the damn asylum which he hated. There were girls there trampy and very slutty girls who used guys then dumped them. Making the guy think the girl cared about him which turned out to be a huge ass lie. He finally had left his room and went into the games room to avoid everyone, getting something to eat first. Sitting down on the floor next to the window he quiet ate what he had. Around his arms were the bandages to cover the healing gashes that he had carved into his arms. Looking around he kept to himself a lot of the time never talking to girls he hated them all except the women in his family.

Finishing he curled up on the floor staring out the window he really couldn't go outside yet. Since he most likely would remove the bandages and rip into his arms again which was true he would do that. His heart was cold and shut off to anyone and everyone. Seeing some girls come in and over to him he yelled at the top of his lungs at them to get the hell out. Watching them all run out he laid there again by himself.
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« Reply #1 on Sept 8, 2008, 1:52am »		[Quote]
The dark Rem had emerged quite early that evening. He found that his room mate, Corsemeier, was not in their room at the time and therefore, the feral child had no one to play with. It didn't take long for him to become extremely bored. Not even the tantilizing thought of digging a razor blade into the pale flesh of his arms entertained him for long. So, he wandered out of his room and made his way into the Game Room.

Normally, this special room was reserved for the good children. The children who behaved for their caretakers and took their medications without complaint and never caused a hassle or a commotion. Well, the dark Rem was not one of those children. But that did not stop him from lurking into the room. As he entered, his emerald eyes glanced about the space. He spotted a chair in front of a table with a complete chess set on it and walked towards it.

It had been years since the feral child had sat down to play a game of chess. He dearly missed the game of intellect. Without a word to anyone else currently in the room, he sat down at the table and reached out, picking up the black King from the chess board. Its delicate stalk fit so nicely between his fingertips as he twirled it with mild interest. "Hmm... How many years has it been since I've had an opponent for this game? I can't recall anymore..."

But then Rem's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of some shrieking females. His raven hair swished lightly as he turned his head up to see the females exiting the room with haste. He did not actually care about their departure. Though he was slightly happy to see the clucking hens leave. Females in general annoyed the hell out of him. Useless creatures, the lot of them. He prefered males. Plain and simple.

It was then that the feral child began to wonder what had sent the females scurrying from the room. His eyes traveled around the room until he spotted another boy laying on the floor beneath the window. The boy seemed visibly upset by something. "Hmm... It must've been him. I wonder if he also shares a dislike for those of the female gender." Rem placed the King back in its space on the chess board, standing up from his chair. He started to walk towards the boy.

As he ventured closer, he saw that there was several white bandages wrapped around both of the boy's arms, as though he had tried to cut his arms open. This caught his immediate attention. It didn't matter to him if the boy had attempted suicide or had just satiated some masochistic tendency. He was just glad to see another who cut their arms and allowed the blood to flow onto the white-washed floors of this hell hole...

"Pardon me? Are you all right?", Rem asked, as he stopped to stand in front of the other boy.

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Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Religion: Aethiest

Illnesses: Anorexic, Algolagniac, Depression, Homicidal, Multiple Personalities.

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