Esther Van Helsen| 15 years old | Psychopath, Manipulator, Obsessive | Face claim: Isabelle Fuhrman | TAKEN

“I’m not a child anymore.”

Esther is a dangerous girl. Perhaps, the only redeeming quility about her is her affection for the young Mackenzie. Other than that, she’s a monster. On the outside, she is an adorable little girl. All curls and ribbons and lace, wearing frilly dresses to add to the illusion. But inside is a different story. Esther is a psychopath, and their is no changing that. Like most others at St. Brittin’s she doesn’t regret what she did in slightest, the difference, is that remembers what she did. And she should, ever bit of harm done, every death is something she’s proud of. It started when she was young. Sexual abuse; from her father, her fathers friends. And it scarred her. And so, one night she walked to her fathers room, stabbing him heart with a knife stolen from her kitchen. Her mother followed next, the woman who refused to stand up for her only daughter. Then Esther left, walked off into the brisk night and never returned to that place. She traveled from orphanage to orphanage, and death follow her wake. Then people caught on, and the next place Esther was sent was St. Brittin’s. It’s too late to help her though, because Esther doesn’t want help. She wants revenge on the world.

Now that’s she here, Esther is a continuing source of trouble. She often riles up the more dangerous patients, just to entertain herself. As stated earlier, the only person she is close to is Mackenzie, for whom she would do anything to protect. She feels close to the young girl, because she knows that helpless feeling on having no one to turn to. Due to how possessive she is, she’s slowly been taking Mackenzie away from the rest of her friends and her sister.

Preferred Ships: Open


Lucille Van Pelt |17 years old| Sociopath, Pyromaniac, Anger-Management |Face claim: Kaya Scodelario| UNPLAYABLE

“Only if you don’t mind my beating you over the head with the stool you’re sitting on.”

Lucy was never the nicest child. At first she wasn’t as bad; she was controlling and bossy, earning the nickname ‘Fussbudget’ from her parents, but not all over a bad kid. However, living with two brothers that everyone seem to prefer over her, and constant rejection from the only boy she liked at the time, set her on a path of self-destruction. At the age of fifteen, she was drinking, smoking, and fooling around with anyone willing. Losing her virginity in a drunk hook-up at fourteen had sort of numbed her to any sort of emotional pain. At least that’s what she thought. When she was sixteen, things got messy, physically and emotionally. One of her hook-up had gone horribly wrong, and Lucy was sixteen and pregnant. What a cliche, huh? But it doesn’t end there. In a horrible accident, Lucy lost her child. Back at school, and not 100% mentally, a comment from a snide girl was all it took to set her off. As she was walking down the hall, Heather, leader of the 'Cross Your Heart’ club and local church youth group, had commented, knowing Lucy was in earshot, how she was 'so glad she was waiting for marrige, so she wouldn’t end up like some people.’ And that was it, Lucy snapped. Without thinking, she pulled out a lighter from her pocket, setting Heather and her prized red-hair on fire.

Needless to say, Lucy was in trouble. By a stroke of luck, she ended up in the Institution, rather then in jail. She honestly hates everything about it. She doesn’t regret what she did, and doesn’t see why she should. The only thing she blames herself for is the fact that her brother has ended up here with her. She’s very much  interested in one of the other patients, Schroeder.

Preferred Ships: Open


Hannah (Real Name: Violet Baudelaire) | 15 years old | PTSD, Separation Anxiety, Sexual Abuse | Face claim: Emily Browning | TAKEN

“This is our home now.”

Violet Baudelaire was a clever girl. With a natural talent for inventing, and a good lot of common sense, Violet was incredibly prepared for the future. Just not in the way everyone thought. When both Baudelaire parents died in a horrible accident, they left their three young children on their own. Violet, nine at the time, did the only thing she could think of and took her siblings away. Traveling at night, through woods, allyways, and other places children should never have to go through, the Baudelaire children made their way far, far away from home. Finally settling down in a small city, the broken family had become something else. Gone were Violet, Sunny, and Klaus Baudelaire, and in their place were Hannah, Annie, and Jacob. The change had been Hannah’s idea, to keep their real identities secret. After a while though, they became those people. Only Hannah could remember their old names, both Annie and Jacob having been too young to hold onto the information during the stress of the next six years. While the children were living on the streets, Hannah had to grow up fast. Willing to do anything to protect her siblings, Hannah’s life was much harder, as she took the brunt of anything the happened to the family. The family found St. Brittin’s when an ad with the location on it was found by Jacob.

Being the oldest, Hannah registered her and her siblings at St. Brittin’s, giving them the families long unused real names. She is almost constantly on edge here, as she share of a room with neither of her siblings. She’s often found tinkering with bits and pieces of things, building amazing creations, but always destroying them after. As much as she wished she could leave The Institution, she doesn’t want to risk possibly losing her siblings. The staff and other patients call the siblings by their real names, but when alone the siblings use the names they’ve had for the last six years.


Casey Laraman | 17 years old | Partially deaf, Musical prodigy, PTSD | Face claim: Ulrick Munther | TAKEN

Music is supposed to bring people together, not tear them apart.

Son of famous music producer PJ Laraman, Casey was born and raised with music in his soul. At three, he could play the drums, guitar and piano on a college level, and quite frequently had the lead solos in his elementary school concerts because of his harmonic voice. Being exposed to music since birth, Casey’s ear drums suffered, and he was diagnosed with complete hearing loss in one of his ears by age ten. Still, he continued creating and performing music, letting the rhythm inside of him fill in where his hearing may of failed to. Celebrating a CD release last year, Casey joined his father at a party for Lux, the new superstar on their record label. Driving back to their Hampton mansion after the party, a previous member of the record label who was dropped only months before for horrible publicity and drug problems, pulled next to the Laraman’s car and fired over twenty rounds into the vehile. Casey escaped the drive by with gunshot wounds to his shoulder, neck, and side; his father wasn’t as lucky. So with his mother suffering with Ovarian cancer and his father gone, Casey had no other relatives to try and console him in his time of need, and he was quickly placed into the hands of St. Britten’s.

At St. Britten’s, Casey finds himself retreating further into his music. He was able to bring all his instruments along, and he could usually be found in the conference room where group sessions are held, playing for himself, or anyone else who happens to wander in. Not wanting to communicate, he uses his partial deafness as a way to keep to himself, but he knows he’ll have to open up sooner or later in order to recover. He wants to become a music artist more than ever to not only prove to his parents, but also himself, that miracles do come out of horrible times.


Trey “Good” Hamilton | 15 years old | ADHD, Tourette’s syndrome, Insomnia, Meth addict | Face Claim: Princeton | TAKEN

Trey “Good” Hamilton was born with Tourette’s syndrome. It’s a disease, he knew that, and he was determined to not let it control his life. As a little boy, Trey played baseball, screaming occasional profanities or ticking from the outfield, but he laughed it off, and soon others learned how to too. Trey took his Tourette’s with a smile, never letting his disorder control him. He loved being with his friends, and for a young boy going through puberty, he loved girls. And they loved him too. Trey lost his virginity at the tender age of thirteen, that year, also finding out he would become a father. That same year, Trey’s mother was killed by a drive-by shooting, sending Trey and his father into a halfway house. Trey experienced drug addiction first hand, and soon after seeing his own father battle the meth monster, Trey stepped on board, sending his Tourette’s into a torturing spiral downward. And to make matters worse, in school, Trey would have a hard time focusing. A meth child with a mental disorder, Trey was wild and only slept one or two hours a night. His father thought his hyperactivity came from just being a young boy, but once at St. Britten’s, Trey was also diagnosed with ADHD as well as insomnia.

Now at St. Britten’s, Trey is trying to turn back into the charasmatic and caring boy he used to be, trying with all that, to also balance his unpredicatable Tourette’s. His daughter, a two year old beauty, visits him occasionally with her mother, but other than that, he has no visitors. Trey doesn’t cause problems at St. Britten’s, and from the first day he was admitted, he’s been nothing but “good”, therefore he received his nickname. But is Trey really good? Or is the meth monster still boiling under his perfectly etched exterior?

Preferred Ships: Trey/Brooke, Trey/Lucy

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Schroeder Jameson |17 years old | Psycopath, Obsessive |Face claim: Evan Peters | TAKEN

“Yeah, Lucy, you should be good at this. You have the perfect mouth for it.”

Schroeder used to be a normal kid. He liked baseball, hung out with friends, just a normal, happy kid. At least that was what everyone thought. He was very good at hiding his emotions, and in a way, that was his downfall. Molested. One of the worst words you can hear, and worse when people are saying it about you. You see, Schroeder’s father was not a nice man. he drink, smoked, and abused both his wife and young son. Even after his father was taken away, things didn’t get better. Hoarding all of those emotions inside, it ate away at him. After his mother had left an article on Beethoven on a coffee table, Schroeder became obsessed. He told his mother he wanted to play piano, and play he did. he rarely came out of his room, except to go to school. His mother tolerated it though, saying it was just a phase, it had to be. After a while, he gradually stopped playing so frequently, and started hanging out with his peers. It seemed like his was fine. Then his father was released from prison. When his father tried to visit the family, whither it was to apologize, or hurt them more, things went horrible wrong. No one knows exactly what happened next, not even Schroeder himself; but when Mrs. Jameson came home, she found her ex-husband dead on the floor, and her son in his room, playing the piano with bloodstained fingers.

Life in St. Britten’s is fine with Schroeder. He still doesn’t remember what he did, and so doesn’t regret it. He doesn’t even know his father is dead yet. As his room contains a piano, per request of his mother, he’s fairly comfortable here. His is friends with a handful of people. He isn’t really attracted to anyone at the moment, but know that Lucy is interested in. Truthfully, he really doesn’t care about her.

Preferred Ships: Open


Emilia ‘Emmi’ Klassing | 6 years old | Selective Mutism, Social Phobia, Attachment Disorders | Face Claim: Dakota Fanning (Young) | TAKEN

“Other people always let you down.”

Emilia had never been the most social girl. She clung to her mother and father anytime she was confronted with others and refused to speak to anyone but them. She struggled in school, as she couldn’t ask questions when she needed to, and she was often picked on by other children because she refused to talk or interact. It didn’t seem to horrible, Emmi was still happy and talkative at home, and that was what mattered to her parents. On her fifth birthday, however, as her parents were driving her to the zoo, they were in a car accident. Emmi was the only survivor. She was sent to live with three different families, and when she never said a word to any of them, she sent by Child Survices to St. Britten’s.

Here, she spends most of her time terrified of the others. She carries a worn sketch around, and occasionally scribbles down grammatically incorrect sentences for others to read when she really wants something.

Preferred Ships: No Ships.


Elisa Chase | 17 years old | Antisocial personality disorder, Agoraphobia | Face claim: Emma Watson | TAKEN

Raise your hand if you–like being weird.

Elisa was raised in a conservative high class family in Manhattan, New York. The middle child of three, she was, on several different occasions, ignored by her mother and father. Still, she achieved things easily and excelled in school, taking a special interest in biology and English literature. Starting ballet at the tender age of two and a half, Elisa was well on her way to becoming a Broadway ballerina; and from the age of twelve till her enrollment into St. Britten’s, she danced at the Manhattan Ballet Academy at a professional level. Elisa found comfort and warmth on stage where she never felt it at home. She was constantly let down, winning scholarly awards at school, or having recitals, and her parents would always be too busy with her younger brother or older sister to notice her or even show up. It effected Elisa greatly; and her parents, amongst being bullied at school for being rather intelligent, were two of the reasons she soon developed an antisocial personality disorder. By the time she reached high school, even the smallest bit of communication with anyone would make Elisa anxious, and she quickly focused all her energy on schoolwork and ballet. When one of her ballet instructors found Elisa in the bathroom, yelling at herself alone in the bathroom stall and crying because she’d messed up a part of the routine; the teacher contacted her parents, who quickly dropped her off at St. Britten’s.

At St. Britten’s, Elisa keeps to herself. If she’s forced to interact in group therapy sessions or cafeteria conversations, she does, but her anxiety level increases and she tends to just come off as awkward and weird. She knows there is a dance studio at St. Britten’s, but fears to go it in, because if she messes up and someone sees, she’ll be mortified. Although there isn’t much to do in the library, she enjoys it for the peace and quiet, and of course the books.


 Logan Middleton | 6 years old |  Antisocial personality disorder, Communication disorder, PTSD, Stuttering  | Face claim: Gavin Russell | TAKEN


Logan had always been surrounded by death. The first twin, Logan was born on a hot Summer day at mid-afternoon, and only minutes later his mother gave birth to his still born twin brother. One baby alive, and the other born dead, Logan was always considered both a miracle and a burden to his parents. Knowing that it wasn’t his fault, Logan’s parents always tried to make up for their sadness and discomfort by buying Logan whatever he wanted. They bought Logan a puppy for his fifth birthday, but only a few weeks later, the puppy was dead. It seemed like everything surrounded by Logan would somehow crumble and die. His parents wanted to believe it was only a coincidence, but they couldn’t, and soon they started to alienate their young son. Logan developed an antisocial behavioral disorder from never attending day care of any sorts, and after not socializing with his parents, or anyone, for days or even weeks at a time, he developed communication set backs as well. When he did talk to others, Logan would stutter horribly, and eventually just fade out of the conversations. He was a young boy, unable to express his emotions; and that’s ultimately how he landed in St. Britten’s. After both Logan’s parents were found poisoned and murdered in their home, Logan was brought into the police station for investigation. The little antisocial, stuttering, six year old couldn’t express his innocence, and instead of charging him for two counts of murder, he was sent to St. Britten’s.

At St. Britten’s, Logan is focusing hard on trying to build communication skills which he never learned. He doesn’t interact with the older patients, because they are all scared of him and the stories of death that seem to always be following in his shadow; but the younger children don’t seem to mind shy Logan at all. Logan has formed a silent but close bond with Aiden as well as Callie, and he also enjoys listening to Honor sing. Nobody knows if six year old Logan is actually a minuature pyschopath, or just a victim of horrible coincidences; and he’s constantly the object of fascination to both doctors and nurses at St. Britten’s.

Preferred Ships: No Ships.