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We’ve got nothing left to worry about, nothing left to die for, so we’ll take our guns and run, run into the sunset of sweet eternity. For we are alone, we are alone when we die. We are alone, we are alone when we die. Come on, son, step up and cry, as your tomorrow passes by without you. Say goodbye to your mother, your sister and your wife. This is the day you die. And we all die alone, holding onto our guns, so bittersweet the tears, so cold the dirty ground. Nothing but a memory, soon to fade from history. Your sacrifice was for nothing, soldier, but now it’s your time to rest. Rest, now, little soldier, because tonight is the night we die. Tonight is the night we die, and we are all alone when we die. We are all alone when we die.
AU Asylum: Open
She sat curled up in a corner of the cold, hard room hugging her knees close to her chest with her head hiding in them as she cried for about the millionth time since being sent to this place. Swept under the rug for being different. Even the most mentally unstable or most evil being did not deserve to be locked up in such a dark, cruel place.
She cradled her arm close to her, still bleeding since the doctors-if you could call them that-had tried bloodletting earlier in the day. She rested her head against the cold, damp wall, allowing it to sooth her hot and throbbing head.
Morgan was a little different, she could see and talk to the dead, sometimes had visions, mostly destructive and dangerous and could communicate with animals. She had tried to hide it after her mother and step-dad’s reactions when she said that she saw her father but not all spirits liked being ignored and caused problems. Then there were the visions, she couldn’t control when they came and she often went into a fit when having them, not nearly as easy to hide until finally they had enough and sent her away.
The heavy metal door and a ‘nurse’ came into the room to check her arm and scrubbed the blood away before changing the bandages, none to gently either before leaving once again. Many of the guards and even some nurses were convicts with brief medical training, other than that they had just as much free reign on the island as the doctors so long as they were not allowed to leave.
Open RP: NAKED MARVIN!
Marvin was hiding behind a wall and look around before hurries to his private library, he groan and frown to himself. “Anons. I hate anons.” He mumble feeling embarrassed that the anons have to make him naked for the day. Now, he was going to stay in his library till it’s over.
