Insanity Clinic: Season Two

[Through the Living Hope]

2 minutes ago, Cash67 said:

Being just a tad oblivous to the reaction, Pic went on. "You're always making sure others are safe, giving them a chance to heal. The title fits." Pic then turned and looked at Aventine as he led her down the courtyard path. "You want to go again, or is it my turn?"

 

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They’re pretty good

She leaned into his arm. “You go.”

[Cash67]

2 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She leaned into his arm. “You go.”

"Well, I like listening," Pic hummed. "Everything has a sound, and every sound can be used. Some sounds are more pleasant than others, sure, but there are so many different ones to find!" He grew more and more animated as he went along. "The best ones stick with me forever." He glanced at her as he said, "Your voice is on that list."

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Cash67 said:

"Well, I like listening," Pic hummed. "Everything has a sound, and every sound can be used. Some sounds are more pleasant than others, sure, but there are so many different ones to find!" He grew more and more animated as he went along. "The best ones stick with me forever." He glanced at her as he said, "Your voice is on that list."

She didn’t seem to react much, though she did smile a little. 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

She stepped in. 

T-minus 2 seconds.

1 second.

0 seconds.

The door slammed shut and there was a resounding BOOM. The world shook and white lights began glowing.

They shook, then dove and ripped into her skin, causing searing pain. Her body seemed to be ripped apart, flipped inside out, her bones breaking and then reforming, only to break again.

Within seconds it was over, and she was standing off to the side of a scene much like the one she had been in a moment before. 

A red-haired four-year old was held, unconscious, by a group of soldiers. 

"Take him to their assassin training facility. Enroll him in the most rigorous of courses. He must be the best of the best. And... give him a name." A man in a black uniform says.

"Admiral, sir, how will we do this? With the games and the political unrest, he might not even survive a year!" A woman says to him. She's wearing all white and has glasses on.

"If he doesn't survive so be it. But I have a feeling he will..."

The soldiers cart off the boy, the woman with glasses following, a concerned look on her face as she types in numbers and fills out forms on a tablet.

[Through the Living Hope]

5 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

T-minus 2 seconds.

1 second.

0 seconds.

The door slammed shut and there was a resounding BOOM. The world shook and white lights began glowing.

They shook, then dove and ripped into her skin, causing searing pain. Her body seemed to be ripped apart, flipped inside out, her bones breaking and then reforming, only to break again.

Within seconds it was over, and she was standing off to the side of a scene much like the one she had been in a moment before. 

A red-haired four-year old was held, unconscious, by a group of soldiers. 

"Take him to their assassin training facility. Enroll him in the most rigorous of courses. He must be the best of the best. And... give him a name." A man in a black uniform says.

"Admiral, sir, how will we do this? With the games and the political unrest, he might not even survive a year!" A woman says to him. She's wearing all white and has glasses on.

"If he doesn't survive so be it. But I have a feeling he will..."

The soldiers cart off the boy, the woman with glasses following, a concerned look on her face as she types in numbers and fills out forms on a tablet.

She followed, still invisible. 

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This Eike?

 

Edited August 8, 2024 by Spark of Hope

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

She followed, still invisible. 

They bring him up, out of this world's underground facility. As they leave, their outfits shift, fitting more the vibe of the world above. The boy wakes up as they do, and gets up. "I want to go back home." He says. "My parents will miss me. I... I don't want to serve the Capitol. I want to go home." He says softly in a child's voice. The guards don't respond. They lead him to a large, black building. 

Inside there is a gruff, female receptionist. She doesn't even look up. "Left hallway. Third room on the right. First class is in ten minutes. Be there. Schedule is pinned on the door. Uniform is in the closet."

They follow her directions to a small room with red and black walls. The boy is made to change into his uniform, a tight fitting dark grey and red body suit. 

"Go to your class." A guard says gruffly. Then they leave him, alone in his room, with a map, the classroom schedule, and no personal belongings whatsoever.

[Through the Living Hope]

2 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

They bring him up, out of this world's underground facility. As they leave, their outfits shift, fitting more the vibe of the world above. The boy wakes up as they do, and gets up. "I want to go back home." He says. "My parents will miss me. I... I don't want to serve the Capitol. I want to go home." He says softly in a child's voice. The guards don't respond. They lead him to a large, black building. 

Inside there is a gruff, female receptionist. She doesn't even look up. "Left hallway. Third room on the right. First class is in ten minutes. Be there. Schedule is pinned on the door. Uniform is in the closet."

They follow her directions to a small room with red and black walls. The boy is made to change into his uniform, a tight fitting dark grey and red body suit. 

"Go to your class." A guard says gruffly. Then they leave him, alone in his room, with a map, the classroom schedule, and no personal belongings whatsoever.

Seemingly alone, anyway. She knelt by the boy. She whispered, “Don’t say anything, but scratch your nose if you can hear me.”

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

Seemingly alone, anyway. She knelt by the boy. She whispered, “Don’t say anything, but scratch your nose if you can hear me.”

The boy yelped, jumping backwards. "Who are you?!"

[Through the Living Hope]

1 minute ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

The boy yelped, jumping backwards. "Who are you?!"

She sighed and turned visible. “You know, yelling defeats the purpose of stealth. My name’s Rui, and I’m here to get you back to your brother.”

[Cash67]

21 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She didn’t seem to react much, though she did smile a little. 

Pic continued, seeming to have nearly infinite breath. "It's what made me interested in you in the first place. More, much more than that makes me want to stay with you though." Pic looped his arm around the back of her shoulders. 

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Cash67 said:

Pic continued, seeming to have nearly infinite breath. "It's what made me interested in you in the first place. More, much more than that makes me want to stay with you though." Pic looped his arm around the back of her shoulders. 

She smiled more and almost melted into him. 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

7 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She sighed and turned visible. “You know, yelling defeats the purpose of stealth. My name’s Rui, and I’m here to get you back to your brother.”

The boy furrowed his brow. "I don't have a brother."

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

The boy furrowed his brow. "I don't have a brother."

“You… don’t?”

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

Just now, Spark of Hope said:

“You… don’t?”

"No. I was raised here in the Capitol, an only child of two parents. I was taken here to become an assassin for the Capitol. No siblings."

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#Brainwashed

 

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

"No. I was raised here in the Capitol, an only child of two parents. I was taken here to become an assassin for the Capitol. No siblings."

 

She squinted. “What did you do for your last birthday?”

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

3 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She squinted. “What did you do for your last birthday?”

"Don't celebrate birthdays. Money is tight, but at least not as much as it is in the districts."

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Ancient Elantrian said:

"Don't celebrate birthdays. Money is tight, but at least not as much as it is in the districts."

“Okay… what’s the nicest thing they’ve ever done for you?”

[Cash67]

19 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

She smiled more and almost melted into him. 

Pic breathed deeply, simply enjoying the pressure of Aventine next to her, waiting for her to responds if she wished. He hummed a soft tune as they wandered through the garden while the moon rose. With his music, he summoned his staves to line the path ahead of them, guiding them to a secluded bench next to a pond. 

[Through the Living Hope]

Just now, Cash67 said:

Pic breathed deeply, simply enjoying the pressure of Aventine next to her, waiting for her to responds if she wished. He hummed a soft tune as they wandered through the garden while the moon rose. With his music, he summoned his staves to line the path ahead of them, guiding them to a secluded bench next to a pond. 

Her eyes closed as he guided her. 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

1 hour ago, Spark of Hope said:

“Okay… what’s the nicest thing they’ve ever done for you?”

"Lots of things. Why do you care? Leave me alone."

Edited August 8, 2024 by Ancient Elantrian

[Cash67]

58 minutes ago, Cash67 said:

Pic breathed deeply, simply enjoying the pressure of Aventine next to her, waiting for her to responds if she wished. He hummed a soft tune as they wandered through the garden while the moon rose. With his music, he summoned his staves to line the path ahead of them, guiding them to a secluded bench next to a pond. 

 

57 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

Her eyes closed as he guided her. 

Pic sat Ave down on the bench, and simply enjoyed being with her. His music aligned to be in time with her breathing, and he drummed a melody on her shoulder with his fingers.

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Pic is being content, but eventually he is gonna want to break the silence, so just lmk if Ave isn't going to talk. 

 

[Through the Living Hope]

8 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

"Lots of things. Why do you care? Leave me alone."

She scanned through all his real memories to try and find one to snap him out of it. 

6 minutes ago, Cash67 said:

 

Pic sat Ave down on the bench, and simply enjoyed being with her. His music aligned to be in time with her breathing, and he drummed a melody on her shoulder with his fingers.

 

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Prolly not, I’m about to eat tho so brb

 

[Through the Living Elan He/Him]

1 minute ago, Spark of Hope said:

She scanned through all his real memories to try and find one to snap him out of it. 

 

Unfortunately the real memories are tainted.

There is a powerful force guarding his mind, controlling him, even if just on the base levels, and it forcefully shoves Rui out of his mind. 

You are not welcome here. A female voice says forcefully into her mind. This is my servant, MINE. He will ever be mine, until death he will always be mine.

[Through the Living Hope]

15 minutes ago, Ancient Elantrian said:

Unfortunately the real memories are tainted.

There is a powerful force guarding his mind, controlling him, even if just on the base levels, and it forcefully shoves Rui out of his mind. 

You are not welcome here. A female voice says forcefully into her mind. This is my servant, MINE. He will ever be mine, until death he will always be mine.

She grunted in pain. She pulled a small horn (think MLPFIM unicorn horn, but not connected to anything. She touched it to his head and rewinded him to a previous state with untainted memories and disconnected from the hive mind. 

[Cash67]

45 minutes ago, Spark of Hope said:

 

 

After a while of being 'silent', Pic began to speak again. "Are you liking tonight?" he asked.