lulz
*hasnt done this in a while*

Name:sid
Age: 24
Sanity Level: None
Occupation: None
Looks: Brown neck length unkept hair, shirt with torn sleeves, scruffy, thin build.
Biography: A hobo who lost his sanity to the virus; No known past. because hes a hobo.

xD

>>;;*was told to redo it*

Name:Alex
Age:19
Sanity Level:None
Occupation: ex Mcdonalds cook, lol
Looks: Brown short hair, wears his old apron from mcdonalds often. Has underneath white shirt, black pants, and wears gloves. Green eyes.
Biography:After the loss of his house, his girlfriend, the death of his parents, and finally being fired-from mcdonalds of all places- he cracked. Before the virus he had taken people from dark alleys and toyed with their insides before throwing the bodies in a river, keeping count of each one.

>>;; i think thats better?

Name. Bella
Age. 16
Sanity level. Normal
Occupation. Student
Looks. Long blonde hair, layered and cropped bangs. Dark blue tips and highlights. Golden eyes, flecks of green and teal. Normally she wears tight black jeans studded belt around her waste. A long sleeved purple, low cut shirt. Black halter top layered over, also cut very low, accenting her chest. She has several piercings, mostly on her ears, one naval and a nose. She also has a tattoo of a tiny dragon on her shoulder.

Bio. Not much, she doesn´t have many friends, but she doesn´t really care. She lives a normal life. Go to school, go home, not much action happens. She lives a very boring, uneventful life.

Interesting.

Name: Naomi Kahn

Age: 16

Sanity Level: 9/10

Occupation: High school student/part-time job/hanging out

Looks: Naomi Kahn, before she changed, at age 15. Only that she's wearing a pink frilly tank top with a white, short skirt. During the assuming process of insanity. Only she's wearing a white mid-drifted tank with white, strappy shorts. Naomi Kahn Only her hair turns hot pink, and the tube top is hot pink, and the rest is all black.

Biography:
Naomi Kahn used to be a normal, happy girl, not suspicious or cautious or anything, when she was 15. When she turned 16, precisely, her began to change, everything changed. Even later on, her hair changed and so did her facial expression. When Naomi heard there was an Insanity Virus going on, she suspected it must've been that which have infected her.
Naomi searched for specifics. Her old self wouldn't search for anything, in the first place, because she was a little lazy. It was said to turn her insane but... it hasn't. Nothing was wrong, everything was actually better. Naomi was smarter in class, deeper in point of views, more appeal to the opposite sex, and actually had more fun, in a mature way, when hanging out with friends.
Her parents don't really care for her, that's why (in the first picture), she looked sort of irritated.
Could it be that it was just Naomi's time to change? Or is she really going to turn insane? If she doesn't find out soon enough, she just might get fully infected and actually kill everyone-something she really doesn't want to do.

NVM. I FIXED THE LINKS IN THIS QUOTE.

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Nvm about this post.

LOL. NP.

^ISGOODATFIXINGLINKS^

CRAP! I'm messing things up again!
I'll just, like, stop talking now... ^^;

Ninny wants an insane person~

Name: Yuki
Age: 16
Sanity Level: None
Looks: Blone hair that goes to the middle of her back, gray eyes with white flecks in them, makes you think its snowing, hence her name. Often wears a confused expression. Has a lip ring and several earrings on her ears. Her usual outfit is is a white T-shirt with a black skull on it and wrist covers or whatever there called. Black jeans and black high tops.
Bio: Yuki has always been insane, she has her precious imaginary friends, she had no need for real ones, but she doesn have a few, she still does go to school but never listens. If pushed enough, she will snap and kill the person by either, beating them with the closest possible object her anything sharp, a knife being her favorite. Is never without her stuffed rabbit, a sharp knife and a juice box. Which she holds in a brown packsack...thing..

Ish bad at the looks part because I usually use a piccy. >> <<

Is teh Ninny's profile good?

NINNY DID A GOOD JOB ON THE PROFILE! ^_^
NICE LOOKS. :D

((Another one from moi!))

Name: Zoey Montez

Age: 26

Sanity level: 2/10

Looks: Zoey Montez

Biography: Zoey has always been insane. She has been stuck in the insane asylum for three years. She has been charged as insane when she nearly killed her boyfriend, because he cheated on her. Since Zoey worked as a stripper in a club, she found him flirting with other women. That's when she took out her knife and stabbed him in the arm and lightly slit his throat. Luckily he was saved, though he's still in a coma. The reason why her status is 2/10, is because she has been processed in slow recovery. In her claustophobic room, Zoey had a photo of him taped to the wall, with his blood smeared all over. She swears that when she gets out... she'll get him... And that time is now.

=D

YAAY!

Thankies~

I haven't RPG'd in forever -sigh-

Name: Claire Burkeson
Age: 15
Sanity Level: Normal
Looks: Superb?
Biography: Claire has lived a normal life, reading as much books as she could. She's always wanted to live in an adventure story of her own...


Wow, that was very descriptive xD

PICTURE DOESN'T WORK..


SAMMY: I'D APPERICIATE IT IF INSTEAD OF NUMBERS YOU PUT 'NORMAL', 'MILD, OR 'NONE' FOR THE INSANITY LEVEL.

(Can I Join?)

Name: Ali J. (Full Name: Allison "Chips" Jameson)
Age: 19
Sanity Level: 9/10
Occupation: College Student
Looks: Bright red hair just past her knees, pale brown eyes, emotionless, no particular usual outfit but prefers turtlenecks and jeans, black tennishoes, square framed glasses, and hair in a ponytail.
Biography: Ali was a normal little girl, she loved sports and laughing with her friends. She was, however, frail and thusly given the nickname of "Chips"...so very easy to break...Anyway, she was struck with the disease at the age of 14 and since has slowly begun to break down into something she doesn't want to become. She doesn't want anyone to find her, so she only tells bits about herself, anything else is to be kept in a journal, the only thing holding onto her sanity.

OF COURSE YOU CAN JOIN.
^WONT DENY ANY CHARACTER UNLESS THE PROFILE SUX LIKE WHAT SF DID THE FIRST TWO TIMES^

arigatou Yin-san...-bows humbly- I hold a high respect for mods, but what Dino did was unforgivable. >< -is mad because was gone saturday and came back sunday banned-

I'VE FORGIVEN HIM; ACCTUALLY.....BUT THEN AGAIN, I AM THE ONE THAT DROVE HIM THERE.

Ah, well, I hope he finds out who the ACTUAL hacker is (if there really is a hacker) eventually. We don't want him blaming someone else that's perfectly nice.

I'll try to fix that then...

EDIT// Fixed

Thank-You.

so...when do we start?...

Yeah. Can we start now?

YES, YOU CAN START.

((Kkz ^^))

March 24th 2007

Dear Diary:

Ugh... this mad house for mad people... Hate it. Been here for a couple of years now, and I still feel deepn hatred within me for Joseph John Mayor. All I've been doing in this dump is sit around planning things out for the future. I know; it sounds so unlike me, but face it, I got nothing better to do.
The first day, I got dragged by a couple of men-who surprisingly didn't tease me in pleasure-with me in those retarded white jackets you see in the movies. I guess my stripping days are over now.
The last few days, people started asking me millions of questions about my boyfriend. All I said was, "He's a fucking traitor. Let me go home."
So, I've got an attitude, after what I've been through, you would be worse. The next couple of months, which turned to years, has been claustophobic but I stayed calm, just so they would think that I'm all better. Thank god I wasn't put in one of those crap IA (I don't want to say it... it's too humiliating), or else I would still be stuck here... maybe even forever. Plus, I would get bad service, though I wouldn't mind some men slapping me around a little if they wanted to.
Ta ta for now, bitche. I'm back. And there's nothing anybody could do.

~ Zoey Montez

She's back...

SAMMY. I DON'T WANT A REGULAR RPG, I WANT THIS IN FORM OF YOUR CHARACTERS DAIRY/JOURNEL.
GOODTRYATASTARTTHOUGH<3.

Dear Dairy,

Ah, my dairy, today I have found several more victims to the virus. It was reported on the news; my encounter with them. I found back, and I was the victor in such a fight; though my…companions in this insanity driven city; are no longer with us. They wanted to kill me, it was self defense. The few who knew me before the virus hit are suspicious as to why I haven’t fallen victim to it; I admitted to my insanity. I told them my past; my past in America.

That’s correct, Diary, I am still within England. I’ve been here for how long? 3 years now? ‘Tis sad how I still don’t miss home after being away for so long, but it’s normal at the same time due to my past there.

Ah, well, I should give you, my dairy, an inside upon what happened today.

I was, again, trying to find someone to stalk; and failed in finding one. While I was coming out of an Alley way, I saw several people fighting, and becoming more physical then really necessary. I just watched, grinning sadistically. The people had taken awhile to notice me, and when they did, they hesitated to attack at first; I’m sure they noticed me. The paper had given a list of people who wouldn’t have been affected by this virus when it first hit; a warning to stay away, that they were more dangerous then the person next to you.

Seeing as these were adults, they of course would have read the paper. Especially after seeing what was on the cover. Even though, if I am correct, it’s illegal—No, wait, that’s in America.

These fools dared to come closer; I believe they thought that due to there being more people on their side; they’d win. There was a construction site close. It didn’t take more then a few minutes to get into it; I planned to run there and if they were looking for a real fight, they’d follow.

One came running toward me, I ducked as he threw a punch and punched his stomach. I might not need the construction site, after all. I came up with an uppercut, to his jaw; dislocating it. I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck; and broke it. I let the corpse fall to the floor. Those who dared come after me with a weapon felt the sting of what they were planning to do to me. I won’t lie and say I wasn’t hurt at all; several punches were taken on my part.

Ah, diary, I’ve still got a whole day to go. I shall talk to you again this evening. Good bye for now.

Sincerely yours,
Yinny M. Smith

^That is what I meant. :]
Sorry for not making it clear <3

Dear Diary,

Hmm... Not much has happened these last few days; my family is staying in as much as possible. The virus is spreading, they say. I don't really understand it, although. How could insanity be called a disease or something? I'm scared for Jake, since he just got a new house and stuff. I wonder how he's doing...?

Anyways, mom and I were watching the news, and it said because of the lack of employees going to work, we could be in some economic crisis. Also, a lot of the "real" insane people are escaping the asylum.

I just want to go outside again...

See ya,
Claire

((Oh, sorry about that ^^; I changed it))

My dear, dear die-a-ry

Hello, hello, and welcome to another day of my wonderful life~

Nothing new happened, nothing new every happens, school was boring, boring, boring. Joe said if I actually participated in something I might find it more fun~ But I never listen to Joe. Ah yes, and more people have become infected with this weird, weird disease. I don't mind it though, I've always been insane, Mother always thought something was wrong when I still had my dear imaginary friends at the age 14 Poor her, she was the first to go when i was first infected.

Ah, my dear, dear, Mother.. Well! Musn't think of the past, neh? That is what Sassy always says~

I'll see you late my dear, dear die-a-ry, for I am bored and going for a walk.

G'night

~Everyone

Dear person(s) of whom this may concern (or journal if you must),

I suppose addressing you in this manner is quite annoying, but I know not whether or not I will write this book through. I have decided to move again, as my aquaintences are once more becoming quite suspicious. I have no desire to move my housing once more as I've grown to...for lack of a better word, liking my closer aquaintences, and I...for lack of a better word again, enjoy their company. I have no more time to write, as I must begin packing again. I will write more later.

Sincerely yours, Ali

Dear Diary,

I currently have a newspaper in my hand. The very newspaper I am first mentioned in; I’m mentioned as someone who is extremely dangerous, and un-trust worthy. Diary, do you believe what it says?

[Insert Mug Shot of Me Here]
First Name: Yinny
Middle Initial: M.
Last Name: Smith
Description: Found guilty of committing several mass murders, one taking place in a school; No one was left alive in said school. She was here-by labeled as ‘Criminally Insane’; escaped the asylum with seduction and manipulation. She should not be trusted, and is extremely dangerous.

If anyone sees her, or has any information upon her location; Contact us immediately at 950-104-6702. [FAKENUMBER!]

Sure, Diary, I know my crimes are true, they didn’t even list the one that actually took place at a construction site; it was by far my most horrid mass murder. I do not think I am truly dangerous, you just have to learn not to aggravate me, and I am very trust worthy! If I was not, do you think I would have kept your secret so near and dear, Diary? Have you ever found me un-trust worthy?

Aye; anyway, Diary, I have heard of several…others escaping the wrath of the Asylum. Maybe I should greet them? Or maybe, just maybe, I should have to kill them. Yet again, Diary, I haven’t found an interesting person to stalk.

Sincerely yours,
Yinny M. Smith

Dear person(s) of whom this may concern (or journal if you must),

I was reading the paper today, and for lack of a better understanding, found an interesting article on one name Yinny M. Smith. Hmmm...Yinny...Yinny...Sounds very familiar. I think I've met her before but I'm not positive. Perhaps not, however, perhaps it was that one of my aquainteces was killed by her at one of those schools, or that construction site that no one seems to care about. I would have to say that, if I were interested in such a gruesome thing, it was one of her more ingenious plots. In a way, I must congragulate her. I suppose it would be interesting to meet her at least once....

Anyway, I must discontinue once more, for I have unpacking to do, once more. I will write more later.

Sincerely yours,
Ali

Hey Diary thing,

I wonder why I really right in you...? It doesn't really matter, it's not like that Anne Frank girl.

Mom's getting really worried; we haven't heard from Jake lately. She also is trying to keep me from school. She says several murders have happened there. I think she's just paranoid. We haven't seen our dog for these past few days. Mom says someone might have stole him to, like, eat or something.

This is madness.

We've seen some helicopters loaded with guns flying around a lot. Kinda scary. The news said that they have premission to shoot down anyone who looks suspisious. "Another reason not to go outside; who knows that they're not the ones infecting people with the virus themselves?" is what mom says. Again with the paranoid thing.

Tomarrow I finally get to go to school. I've never been so happy about education in my life...

Later,
Claire

My dear, dear die-a-ry

Still boooored. My walk was boring still, found nothing new, but I did see something interesting on the newspaper. A girl named "Yinny" is said to be very dangerous..

Cool~

Well, i'm off -yet again- to find something new and in-ter-est-ting to do.

Buh byeee

~Everyone

March 25th 2007

Dear Diary:

I've been reading the most recent newspaper in England, before I came back. This person, named Yinny Smith was plastered all over the news... Oooh. Says he's pretty dangerous... don't care. This Yinny person better stay away from me, more than I should stay away from him. My story about the massacre was in the news too... for a week or so. I definetely know everyone is aware of me. Too bad they didn't take a very good picture of my face. It pretty much only showed me red panties and red bra, showing cleavlage. God, these people are sooo retarded. There are kids who read the news too, ya know. Anyway, the rest of my image was blurred because of my struggling out moment out of there, with blood splattered on my neck and thighs. The only way Yinny would find me if she just asked my name.
They didn't provide a picture of Yinny Smith though, so I don't know who she is.
Yeah, so... she better watch out. A man was by the border of where I'm suppose to get off. Somehow, this woman's eyes interested me... and kinda turned me on. Well, just about anything turns me on. [This is for Yinny].

Dear person(s) of whom this may concern (or journal if you must),

Things are growing stranger and stranger. It seems as though more like us are attracted to London. This isn't good. I have an appointment with my doctor in three days. She tells me I'm getting better, as my emotions seem to be returning. But, she's just in denial. She knows I'm progressing into the next stage of this illness for my case. Uncontrolable emotions....Anyway, I really don't care. Personally, I'm just glad to be going back to school next week. I have to work on my degree, illness or no illness. I promised him...I promised him I would...I don't plan at any time of telling you about who HE is, in case someone ever reads this. Just know that HE is out there, and now HE is out to get me, and all others like me. HE will pay dearly for what HE has done to me....

Sincerely yours,
Ali

P.S. No word yet on Yinny's most recent happenings, but I think I've seen her before...

Dear Diary,

I love my iPod. Really, it’s so cool; one of my most prize possessions, but you, my dairy are by far the item that I own that I would choose about anything else. You’ve been with me for years; well…not necessarily you….as a physical thing; as we both know, a books pages will eventually dim down; but your spirit has been here forever, if that makes anymore sense.

So, back to my iPod; I love how convenient it is…So small, compact, and plays every song that I’ve downloaded!

Today I was on the news once more; I just can’t seem to control myself in environments that are so dangerous. Sigh, today’s mass murder took place in Two places; I started at a church. Oh how the people’s faces looked as I drive their precious ‘crosses’ into their necks, and how I beat several with their ‘all-knowing’ bibles. Oh how I enjoyed suffocating the priest with his own robe.

I moved onto a fast food restaurant; nothing major. A lot of people were burned to death. Ah, those who haven’t seen my face; are now totally exposed to it. I believe in one of the takes of my mass murders, my short dress had fallen up and there-fore exposed my thong covered ass to the world. ‘Tis so…funny. The world shall now go into utter chaos that a girls ass was shown on the news!

Ah diary, I am walking down a busy street at the moment, I better put you away before you get covered in blood again. Ta-ta for now; the physical thing that Is my diary.

Sincerely yours,
Yinny M. Smith

Dear person(s) of whom this may concern (or journal if you must),

I must find a new church as of sunday, because Yinny went on another mass murder today. Wonderful, those freaks were starting to scare me more. Anyway, I must thank her should I ever meet her. She seems like such a delightful person. I would be honored to be killed by her, then I wouldn't be stuck here. "That which does not kill us makes us stronger," my arse. If that were true, I would be stronger than her, and I could kill her, but then, it would just be a never ending cycle of strength...Anyway, I have this feeling something big is about to happen. I think there's about to be some kind of big gathering...whatever, I have to get to class, so I'll write more later.

Sincerely,
Ali