Roleplay Group : The Death Club
A New Cold War
Save me from Sanity
Players:
CharlotteCarrendar
MaylionCarrendar
VladePrimusOriginus
FlawlessVictory
CharlotteCarrendar: -The Prague Institution for the mentally ill, was adjacent the Private clinic where Kraus had been recovering from his injuries inflicted by Dem and Alexandros, as well as the Jackal and his goons. Sadly after the visit from Inga, where he was bordering on consciousness, something inside Kraus’s mind simply snapped. From behind his closed eye lids, it was like he was seeing a disjointed movie, where the woman kissing him, was actually Lois Lane. The one woman, that Superman was weak for, the one human who he truly loved. The world of reality and fantasy suddenly became a tremendous blur, and what was real, was not. Waking up to see the black rose upon his chest, the drops of blood, and the lingering scent of Inga, Kraus completely had a psychotic episode, getting out of his hospital bed, then on seeing a nurse enter, he didn’t see her as a nurse, she was one of Lex Luthor’s henchmen. Immediately thinking that he was being kept prisoner, in some mad hospital of Lex, he attacked the Nurse, pounding his fists into her face, breaking her jaw, and destroying her eyesocket. Another two of “Lex’s thugs” came in and tried to tackle him, and though he fought them well, he was then injected, with what must have been kryptonite. It is now the next day, and we see Kraus strapped down to a bed, in a ward, teeming with mental patients. The horrid cries, and random shouting, the shuffling past of one patient, who has a nervous tick, and then barks like a dog, scares Kraus, who looks down to see his hands bound to the sides rails of the bed. Eyes darting around, his fear escalating, causing his heart to race, he struggles and screams “LOIS!?” <3>
FlawlessVictory: *Sitting some ways away from Kraus, was one of the more famous patients at the clinic. He had been there for quite some time, not in the public eye in many years, though he had been on international news and television multiple times long ago. He was famous for being quite insane, and quite a genius. He certainly didn’t look like either, at a first glance. Five foot nine inches tall, clear white skin and short black hair with bright blue eyes. He seemed to be quite thin, but he had the slightest signs of muscles on what could be seen of his arms around his T shirt. He wore jeans as well, and hidden around his ankles were shackles, to keep him from running too fast, so when he stood to walk towards the new guy, he had to shuffle along quite slowly. He kept his hands in his pockets, hiding the gloves that kept his fingers together while allowing only his thumbs to move, to prevent him from tinkering with technology by making it difficult to grip anything. He smiled brightly, teeth polished into an image of perfection, a handsome face hiding something completely insane on the inside. He had grown to ignore the nurses, but he walked perfectly as to avoid any of their paths, finally approaching the man chained to his bed and screaming as he shook his head slowly, watching him and speaking in an American accented Czech* Um, stop you’ll skin your hands. And stop screaming, if you seem calm, they let you out.
MaylionCarrendar: – In front of the window in the activity room there was chair positioned. A brown thick leather chair with a person sitting in it. Her knees were brought up to her chin and her arms were hanging over the side parts of the chair. Behind her she heard someone screaming, and nurses rushing into the room. ( Darlene ) ‘’ it’s the new kid.. isn’t it? he’s new.. what is new? New is he? .. he’s a kid’ ‘’ those words left her lips softly for only her and close companions to hear. But they wouldn’t response. Most patient walking around here were idiots, dumb, stupid.. Insane. They had a low IQ and due the medication the only thing they’d do were drooling and sleeping. Her patient file would say something else. Darlene Branoff, Diagnosed with Psychotic breaks and severe attachment disorder. The none educated description of her problem was that she doesn’t have her own opinion nor control over her emotions. She would repeat everything you say, and ask for confirmation for everything that she would feel or think. She constantly connects with everyone around her and copies behaviour. For those who were bright enough to notice.. it would be either annoying or hilarious. The doctor’s thanked god that most patient weren’t that bright. Darlene shook her head a few times while hearing the chaos going on behind her in another room. (Darlene) ‘’ they are crazy people right? Crazy .. what is that? ‘’ She popped her head to the left when she felt a person standing next to her and staring at her. ( Nurse ) ‘’ Take a walk Darlene, you’ve been sitting there for already a few hours. ‘’ Darlene stared at her with her wide green eyes trying to figure how she should feel about walking. The nurse smiled at her and raised her eyebrows a tiny bit. Darlene stared back at her and gave the same reaction. (Darlene) ‘’ yes.. Take a walk is good right? I will walk now. I’m happy right? ‘’ Darlene stood up and walked around the leather chair to head towards the hallway. As she left the activity room and entered the hallway with a few patient pointlessly walking around, screaming and slamming their own head she turned her head to the side and stared right into the room with the new kid in it. Another patient was standing next to him talking about his skin and being calm. Darlene stopped and just stared at them both. Memorizing the word he screamed and what the nurse said, and just hearing what the patient said she felt confident enough to try and make the new kid feel better. (Darlene) ‘’ It’s the new kid.. He shouldn’t scream right? He should walk.. walk makes you happy.. You’re happy right? Lois makes you happy. ‘’
VladePrimusOriginus: It all seemed to happen oh so quickly, the flash of lights, the growl of the dark and then suddenly; nothing. It was as if all of that which was before simply vanished. No sensation was left after its complete and utter dissipation, nothing save for a small faint smell of Iodine. First it began to seep from all around, utterly embracing the whole of his body. The ever present hum and buzz of electric machinery was constantly at work at his ear drums. Waves of pressure than suddenly begin flowing in the back of his eyes It becomes difficult to breath and his head would begin to swim around at a rather unpleasant pace, This made way to an even louder noise Everything then fades again, all the pain, all the smells, all the scares. ‘I am surely dead.’ He thinks to himself for a moment only until his horrid realization held true. His eyes were forced open and a bright light was flashed into his eyes, He bares his teeth and tries to bite at the hands of the doctor wanting to inflict any amount of bodily harm to the man. The doctor waves at the left. The drugs in the patients system greatly reduced his vision making even the doctor who was perhaps four feet away at this point to appear as just a faint outline. He hears the loud buzzing of electricity and his eyes constrict as he knew what was coming next. As if it would help the boy’s struggle with whatever it was that affected his mind they Place what appears to be a set of headphones on the boy’s temple. He tenses as the doctor flips the switch and thousands of watts a second are jolted into his brain. His body instantly seizes up as the electric current jolts his muscles into response. He bites down hard, in fact he feels his teeth break through the small leather strip his found in his mouth, after the process was finished he held his breath. He did so for many minutes trying anything he possibly could to escape whether it be through the loss of his own life or through the ideal of tricking the doctors to think him dead either or. He hears a jumble of words the shocking from the electric currents still altered his hearing but he heard the words. “Lobotomy, frontal displacement,” as well as “Patient due for termination.” He chuckles in his head as the large blotches of colour return to his eyes. It was sleepy time now the electro surges causing his brain to shut down temporarily. He wakes up in a straight jacket as he usually was in. He was bound to a large frame affixed into the wall of the room he was forced in a standing position; this was all normal for him what was new however was the instalment of a psycho mask onto his face preventing him as he would already know from biting anyone. He struggles for a moment and grumbles. “Take this Fucking mask off my face.” Suddenly as if possessed by a flash of daemonic laughter he begins chuckling. “Oh the voices tell me about you…the voices don’t like you…..the voices….” He begins coughing heavily. Once he was sure that the doctors and supervisors were not watching he begins laughing again. “Fucking predictable little shits. The voices told me this would happen. Damn it all Fuck this mask.” He sighs and begins fidgeting wildly. “Why did I have to snap that support bar on the last solitary rig.” He mutters some more angry words before he finally manages to throw his left shoulder and wrist bones completely out of socket. The pain was great but it was worth it. One he had managed to flip himself around so he now faced the wall he released one of the seventeen locking mechanisms upon the back of the jacket. The new slack was bliss upon his tiring legs so he just slumps onto the floor still stuck in the jacket and rests slaking there a rather long nap. During this period he would have totally disregarded the rest of his fellow patients.
CharlotteCarrendar: – Terrified. That is the word to describe Kraus at this point. The kryptonite must still be inside his veins, making him unable to break the binds that hold him to the bed. DAMN LEX! DAMN HIM TO HELL! His mind was screaming, and he shouted out again, desperately. “LOIS?!”- the cracking of his voice, coupled with the build up of saliva in his mouth, made him gag and cough. His body went into a state of shock, having spasms and flipping on the bed, with his restraints, actually starting to tear into his skin. Dressed in nothing but a blue hospital gown, he knew they must have taken his suit, and without it, he knew he could not become Superman. Who was he? What was he? Kraus’s jaw was still recovering from when it was broken by Demetrios, however, now he had the searing pain returning, as he gritted his teeth, tossing his head back and forth. Still struggling like a wild animal, his blue and black discolorations, from the hard beating he took to his face, seemed to deepen in colour while his heart beat wildly beneath his chest. Then to his right, a man approached, one to his perception looked like some freakish alien, bearing a demonic and sinister smile. Kraus clenched his fists, till you could see the white of his knuckles, the veins in his eyes, so prominent, criss crossing across the increasing white. “Nuuuuuu..” like an animal about to be slaughtered, spittle forming on his lips and chin. It was a pained and hollow sound escaping his throat. So scared….so damaged. The man then spoke, his voice sounding metallic to Kraus. * Um, stop you’ll skin your hands. And stop screaming, if you seem calm, they let you out.” What was he trying to tell him? Stay still? Calm? A trick…a trick, it had to be. His head flipped to the other side, to see a young woman, who spoke questions. What? What? ‘’ It’s the new kid.. He shouldn’t scream right? He should walk.. walk makes you happy.. You’re happy right? Lois makes you happy. ‘’ Darlene said. Wait…she said Lois. Kraus blinked, since someone said the name of his love. As if to pass on a great secret, he uttered in a hushed tone. “Lois…they took her away. I love Lois….I need Lois. Find…Lois….Please?” <3>
FlawlessVictory: *I looked at him, still shaking my head whilst he was struggling against the restraints, muttering.* I warned him about the skin, damn. *I stood back, still watching him as I slipped into american English making a commentary I didn’t really expect them to understand, but I said it low enough they wouldn’t be likely to hear it anyways.* I can’t believe this, they never bring anybody interesting any more. Idiots, people who struggle so much… I should pick the locks, let him loose. I bet he beats up a couple of these damned nurses before he goes down… *I chuckled at this idea, and started looking at him to take things into account and decide how best to turn him to me. He loved someone named Lois, this I could use. This would be my best prank since I got on the news for turning the first TV they put in the activity room into an incendiary device. I leaned down, whispering very low, slipping back into Czech.* Calm friend, you can get your Lois back from the nurses, just give me a few minutes, I’ll get you out of these restraints, stay calm though… Stay calm. *I stood tall and turned around, walking around until I found what I needed, stealing one of the pens from the nursing station and pulling it apart using only my thumbs, as the rest of my fingers were trapped by the locked gloves. I walked back and held up the spring as I was straightening it to use as a lock-pick, I leaned down and absently worked on only his left hand, having difficulty with the locks because of having to balance it using only my thumbs, as I spoke to him.* Better stay still if you want out of here, or I won’t be able to pick this thing…
MaylionCarrendar: – Mixed signals were coming off the new kid his trembling and shaking body. A massive signal of pain and struggle, confusion and anger hit Darlene. Darlene copied the facial movements of Kraus and tried to process his body signals and screams at the same time in her own mind. Her hand formed a fist and she felt the need to punch someone in the face. Beside the anger and confusion a certain calmness and was present. She switched her eyes to the man standing next to the new kid. He seemed to be calm. Darlene could use this man his presence to balance the signals coming in. should she walk in? the nurse told her to walk, so she should walk.. but she never told her where to go. Darlene looked back at the leather chair near the window to see if she could spot the nurse. She was looking for an answer to her question, an confirmation.. she couldn’t make up her mind without one. She needed one.. someone. The new kid had noticed her and turned his head towards her. She felt his eyes pointing at her and she made the eye contact again. She copied every facial movements of his again while hearing what he said. (Kraus) “Lois…they took her away. I love Lois….I need Lois. Find…Lois….Please?” Darlene kept looking at him, repeating his words in her mind. The man next to him then opened his mouth, saying something about the nurses giving back Lois. Darlene scratched the back of her head and pulled her brown sleek hair nervously. She stepped into the room quickly with her bare feet soundless. She sneaked up behind the man now leaning over the new kid trying to get him out of the restrains. She kept quiet for a few seconds but then couldn’t keep herself in. she whispered softly (Darlene) ‘’ You can’t pick his locks.. The nurses have the keys right? Just like they have Lois. You told him they have Lois. He should walk with Lois . can you make him walk with Lois? ‘’ She stood close to the man while moving her upper body to the right to see what he was doing. (Darlene) ‘’ we got to find Lois. ‘’ As she studied the facial movements of the man trying to pick the lock she just copied them flawless just like the tone he spoke to the new kid. (Darlene) ‘’ you’re crazy right? How do you know where Lois is? .. You need to get him out of here right? ‘’ –
VladePrimusOriginus: He rests there for many more moments gather more and more strength that he would need to bring himself back up onto his feet and untangle his pained arm within the sleeve. All together it takes him about half an hour before he uses the wall to pull himself to his feet. He pulls his binding under his legs so his hands were now in front of him. He tries to throw his arms down and back to give slack at the spinal column so he would have at least something small to work with in order to remove the Binding jacket. The only trouble with this was the fact that they know him to escape captivity from most models of restraints so they went to an added precaution and installed a rip cord into the lining of the sleeves and restraint so should a scenario like this arise and the Switch is triggered then His binds would pull themselves tight again and alert the supervisors The trick to getting through this particular jacket was the basic releasing sequence of the binds across his back He had to open them in sequence of Top, bottom top, bottom…etc. Of course that was how it was intended to open. He had no desire to take the time needed to break the restrain caps open so instead he digs his chin into the neck socket of the jacket Even with three of the restraints released this was not going to be a fun escape. If only he had one of the surgical implements, but alas even as the thieving skills he possessed he was not yet able to acquire a bladed instrument. What made matters worse was the effects the drugs he was on were having on his motor development and mental stamina, He was fighting quite hard with the muteness that seems to continuously muffle his every sensation. He raps the binds on his arms around the tops of the Mid support system installed into the wall. It grabs it now using a rather idiotic idea that would either seriously injury kill or in the unlikely scenario release him from this jacket. The support grabs the Binds and begins pulling his upper torso straight up by applying resistance and slack in intervals he tricks the machinery into thinking he was made loose from the wall and escaping, So by default recognition it begins tightening more and more.Eventually he hears a pop and the loud noise of the polymer synthetic material ripping. The strain it put on his upper back and hips was incredible The fact that he could feel it even with the incredulous amount of opiates he was on also scared him. Once it had ripped clean through he smiles to himself Having full use of his arms now he stares at his mangled arm and risks to himself right before he goes into a rage filled string of profanities of the most foul. His reason for doing so was the Stress of himself Individually relocated a large amount of bones in his left arm. At this point since he would have his hands free he removes the Psycho mask from his face and begins cramming his fingers into his mouth. He knew they made him take them and eh wanted their poisons out of his body. “I’m not one of you crazies….” He would mutter just before he vomits out a large stream of greening liquid. Once he had felt he had puked enough he stops himself Walking out of his Solitary unit he looks at the nurses and supervisors stations, they appeared to be busy with some file work. Files…. He thinks for a moment before letting the idea pass. “ Don’t need to know why they think I’m crazy, The voices say I’m fine. There the crazy ones….” He chuckles and shakes his head. The voices begin to fade and his vision seems to return to him as well as with a rather intense sense of heat top his eyes. He walks into the room with the newest arrival he heard of and chuckles as he throws the mask to the floor. “ You know it would be a lot more effective if you just strip the lock with the bind bolts of your hand guards?” He looks at the three in the room. The male in the bed seemed to be on some sort of mild agravent. “ I think he has a concussion, look at the bruising on his face. Who is this damned Lois I keep hearing about?” He demands the emotions around him inspiring a moment of anger with which he soon quiets himself since he realized that the nurses and supervisor would notice in not to long he was missing. So he sits and watches.
CharlotteCarrendar: – In the staff lounge, Doctor Stephan Morolo, was sipping a black coffee, while enjoying a Danish, that was resting on a fine china plate. The door opened, and a nurse that had been doing the last shift ambled in, with dark circles under her eyes, and looking like shit. Having just had to subdue a patient, and arrange the wards men, to helps escort an out of control patient, that had bitten off another patient’s ear to the padded room, she was ready to grab her gear from her locker and get the hell out of the institution. “I swear…if they don’t get more funding, and more staff, it’s going to be me that they throw in that cell. Jesus….have you seen the latest patients that they just brought from the Clinic, Stephan?” She jerked her thumb towards the window, where you could see straight into the ward. Not even looking up from his magazine, which happened to be on the collecting of Pokemon trading cards, Doctor Morolo made an inaudible grunt, before reaching for his Danish and taking another bite. The nurse stood now with her hands on her hips, and then cocked her head. “Are you even paying attention to me? The latest one attacked a nurse in the Clinic. Smashed her face real good. We have him restrained, but I think he is coming too. You MIGHT want to get off your ass and go see for yourself.” Finally Stephan glanced up from his magazine, as crumbs from his Danish sprinkled across the top of his coat. “Not sure if you noticed, Nurse Haggis, but I am….on a break.” He wiggled the Danish in his hand, with more crumbs dropping down onto his magazine. The nurse face palmed, and stormed over to her locker, yanking it open and taking out her handbag, muttering under her breath about the lack of care the staff had for the patients. Shrugging, the Doctor went right on back to finishing his Danish, while the nurse slammed her locker closed. Squaring off, she snorted. “You are a pig of a man, Stephan.” Her words dripping with distaste. The Doctor shrugged, again without looking up. “And you my dear, are a maggot infested croonie who needs a good fuck.” The nurse went slack jawed, while the Good Doctor licked his fingers, and then rose to standing, rolling his magazine and placing it under his arm. “NOW my break is over. Good day, Nurse.” Striding out, leaving the nurse standing there catching flies, the Doctor went to see what all the fuss was about. Back at Kraus’s bedside, the man with the maniacal grin was trying to pick the lock of his restraints, with the remnants of a pen. He kept saying that if Kraus kept still, that he would get to see his Lois, and with the girl behind him, asking more questions, and then said. ’ You can’t pick his locks.. The nurses have the keys right? Just like they have Lois. You told him they have Lois. He should walk with Lois.. Can you make him walk with Lois? ‘’ If that was all it took, to be calm and then he would be free to walk and find Lois, he would try. Kraus became as rigid as a plank of wood, hoping, praying, that the cruel and twisted looking man could set him free. But then from across the room, he hears another patient cry out. “I’m not one of you crazies….” What? Crazies? No no…~I’m Superman…I am…no..no..not crazy. Stay still…calm, the nurses have Lois. Fool them all. Fool them, fool them all!~ his mind alive with activity, but like a damaged computer, his signals are all wrong, nothing is making sense. Should he tell them? Should he reveal his secret identity? He finds solace only in the girl, cause she knows Lois. She knows….He whispers. “Don’t tell them…don’t please. I am Superman.” His eyes imploring her to keep this most guarded secret. <3>
FlawlessVictory: *The man in the rolling stones T shirt looked up, as soon as Kraus went still he was able to pick the lock incredibly quick, and when he moved to the next one, he did it in record times. In fact later on, he assumed that the news report would include the information that he had beaten the current world record by about a quarter of a second. He pulled his hand away and spoke to the doctor, this newest piece of information putting together a plan in his head even as he opened his mouth, his normally calm voice tinted with an heir of excitement that would likely scare the crap out of the good Doctor, as he was one of the few still around from the last time he managed to bring such a plan together.* Doctor Luther, you should give Mr. Kent back Ms. Lane. I’ve freed him from the kryptonite encrusted manacles you placed him under; he now has his powers back, and will force you into submission if you do not immediately return his love to him. *Even as he said this, he was secretly picking the locks on the shackles around his feet, though he did not tell this to Kraus. He wanted Kraus to surge to his feet, and believes he had broken these now that he was freed and his powers returned. He stepped back and tossed the remains of the pen aside, picking four locks in ten seconds, a record that would never be matched, all to accomplish a simple goal of starting a little bit of mayhem, so that he could enjoy the screams and the sounds and sights of other people’s fear and pain once again… Quite insane, and yet quite a genius, as he prepared for the guards that would try to sedate him again, holding up his hands as they had inadvertently given him a weapon with the metal gloves, and taking deep breaths to keep his heart rate down so that he would be able to fight off the effects of their sedatives for a bit if they did manage to get him. He lifted his head and shouted.* NOW SUPERMAN! GET BACK YOUR LOVE! *Just for the theatrics, he threw a meaningful glance at one of the patients in the corner, one who spent his entire life sitting at the only piano in the building, a surprisingly well tuned grand piano, on which he began to play some very slow and inspiring but dramatic music, as he quite loved to match the mood of a room with his tunes. All orchestrated by the man in a Rolling Stones T shirt… If this didn’t get him on the news again, he might have to make another bomb.*
MaylionCarrendar: – Darlene shoved her hands on her head scratching the top of her head wildly. The emotions everyone expressed and especially the third man were getting overwhelming. On top of that she kept thinking about Lois in her mind for some reason. This Lois must have been an important person, and the nurses took her! Those damn bitches. Darlene shook her head a few times in order to express her confusion and trying to deal with it. But as the new kid strapped to the bed opened his mouth and whispered something she opened her eyes wildly. At first his words didn’t make sense, but after a few seconds of staring at him it started to ring some bells. The man spoke to the doctor about Mr Kent getting back his Lois, but she didn’t listen. She didn’t even noticed that the doc had entered the room just as the security guards. Normally she would focus on the doctor only since everyone around her other than doc’s and nurses were insane idiots with unstable moods that influence her in the wrong way.. But this young man laying on his bed.. was superman!. Before superman even could have the chance to get up and fly to his Lois to kiss her intense and stroke her hair while flopping her over his strong shoulders, Darlene made a jump for it. She placed her hands on the man who picked the locks his shoulders and made an attempt to push him sideways with strength while he was shouting about superman. If she managed to push him sideways towards the guards she would make a jump for the bed throwing herself completely on top of Kraus the superman. Darlene would take his shirt in her hands and shake him. (Darlene) ‘’ SUPERMAN! You’re superman? You can fly us out! We can be free! WE CAN FLY AWAY! ALL OF US! You can fly right?! … Right? .. WE”RE SAVED .. WE”RE SAVED!! ‘’ Darlene laughed out loud while showing a wide smile aimed for the doctor. She kept shaking superman, Lifting him up from his bed and pushing him down hard. (Darlene) ‘’ You’re free right?! Take us out! ‘’ as she lifted superman a bit from his bed she let him loose and jumped on her feet on the bed. She had placed her feet beside superman his body and was ready to jump up and down to celebrate this sudden surge of happiness that went through her body. Darlene repeated the words the third man had said. (Darlene) ‘’ We’re not the crazy ones! We’re getting saved by superman! … ‘’ she held herself in for a moment while looking down at Kraus with wide open eyes… a bit softer and more insecure she then asked. (Darlene) ‘’ you’re going to save us too right?.. ‘’ One minute she was happy and screamed like a child.. The next moment she was hit by her need of confirmation and security. Her mouth started to pull nervously while looking up and down from the doc to the security guards and superman. (Darlene) ‘’ Just do it fast.. they will come for us.. and lock us.. ‘’
VladePrimusOriginus: “Why are the new ones always on the good drugs.” He facepalms himself and stands up, As he does so his leg swoon from underneath him and he falls onto the ground rather forcefully. “ Damn psycho-depresents.” He proceeds to sit up and try to reteach his failing motor skill units of his brain to obey and move his desired body parts. “Such quaint and curious assortments of unknown status..” His voice now holds more strength then it did from moments ago. It was as if the very confides of his mind flipped upon themselves. He was essentially acting as if he was a totally different person in which he was due to the shuddering of his mental stabilities. He shakes his head and looks out the window into the nurses unit again It was about time for him to act Since This New young arival was free it would cause his analytical disorder to proprigate Crunching a few variables together he decides to assess the situation rather sparingly. He would walk up to poor Darlene And place his single hand upon her shoulder. This was when the most sadistic of things popped into his head. HE knew that she would believe anything anyone said regardless of their validity. And him being the curious being he was wished to test just how far she could be pushed into believing things before the strain from the mental stress causes her to snap outward and retaliate. Though what course of action she would go about doing this is what ultimately interested him to proceed. He studies her expression for a moment before he whispers a simple sentence in her ear. This was a terrible thing to say to someone who was at her state of sanity. What he spoke into her ear was nothing more then a . “Are you god? Your mind created everything you have to be god.” He looks into here eyes and gives her a far out look. This was a rather cruel thing to do but his curiosity was only just sparked. It was clear why they kept him in solitary confinement. His complete force with others mental psychos was one rather violent it was as if he knew he was insane yet just couldn’t accept it as factual basics so he applied his knowledge to further prove everyone else was insane. A rather poor place to be sent for the disorders he possessed. He picks up the mask and puts it back onto his face. “The supervisors are coming.” He announces just as he sneaks behind the door. His intentions were as they had always been for the past year he lived here. Escape. He himself also had to find someone. His mother.
CharlotteCarrendar:- Ever seen the reaction from people in a crowded place, when a bomb goes off? Usually they scatter, away from the point of impact, to save themselves and their loved ones from harm. But what if the bomb, was actually within the very person who had been strapped to a bed and believed, he was in fact Superman. Doctor Morolo was just entering the ward, when he heard one of the male patients cry out. “Doctor Luther, you should give Mr. Kent back Ms. Lane. I’ve freed him from the kryptonite encrusted manacles you placed him under; he now has his powers back, and will force you into submission if you do not immediately return his love to him.” Raising a sharp eyebrow and then taking out his Pokémon collector book and stuffing it into his pocket, he retorted. “I am afraid, you are mistaken. Doctor Luther is on the next shift. I am Doctor Morolo, and…hmm kryptonite encrusted manacles? Since when did the board allocate money for those goodies? I would have put an order in for a kryptonite ball gag and matching handcuffs.” You had to wonder, was Doctor Morolo as mad as his patients, or was this how he would diffuse the situation at hand. Either way, the fun had just begun. The other ward patients were now getting excited and over stimulated, screaming and laughing manically, as the male patient come locksmith, sung out loudly in an effort to have Superman rise to the occasion. .”NOW SUPERMAN! GET BACK YOUR LOVE!” A roar from the patients, all cheering as they were about to see the real Superman do his thing. Someone was going to make an escape. Kraus heard the cry, and was about to jump up off the bed….when…Darlene knocked over the locksmith, and jumped ontop of Kraus. She was like that of a ferocious Cat woman, and in fact, that is what Kraus thought she was; Catwoman! Tearing at his shirt and screaming at him. SUPERMAN! You’re superman? You can fly us out! We can be free! WE CAN FLY AWAY! ALL OF US! You can fly right?! … Right? .. WE”RE SAVED .. WE”RE SAVED!! ‘’ Kraus was horrified, as she was picking up her body and slamming him back on the bed. Kraus gasped and then attempted to grab the girls arms and toss her off onto the floor. “GET OFF ME, BITCH!” Hollaring, and jerking, starting to fight off the woman, while the Doctor just stood there, and mumbled. “They really should let us bring our mobile phones into the ward. This would be great on youtube. Then it dawned on Doctor Morolo just who was being throttled by Darlene. “Ahhh Kraus Zimmerman. The one from the paper. How’s Inga?” Well…that was the wrong name to use, in front of Kraus. Like a bolt of lightning had been fired up his ass. The name Inga kept being repeated, over and over and Kraus shook his head, crying and his face became contorted with rage. “NOOOOO!”- Now, his mental fate was sealed. His legs rising up, and he had BROKEN his bonds. Yes…he was the Man of steel. Throwing the girl off him in a force that was sure to have her on her ass, he leapt up and stood proudly, tearing off his hospital gown to reveal his naked form. He didn’t see himself as naked, he could see himself in the red and blue of the Superman suit. Punching his arm out and in a bold attempt to fly, he ran the two steps and up…up…up off his bed. He did fly…for all of..five seconds, and crash landed on the floor in a tangled heap, his ass pointing skywards, his nose broken, since he used his face to stop himself. Doctor Morolo pressed the emergency switch on his pager, and the red alarm light came on. The sound of many bootsteps could be heard running towards the ward, while the Doctor simply stepped back, and watched the antics of the patients with a sadistic grin. Who was truly sane? <3>
FlawlessVictory: *One of the nurses took advantage of the man in the Rolling Stones shirt’s distraction as he was shoved; stabbing him in the neck with the heaviest sedative they had on the premises. He spun around, slapping her with his metal glove as hard as he could, sending her crumbling to the ground unconscious, but alive, and he turned and ran, performing a horrible attempt at leaping the bed Kraus had been laid down in, as a few of the larger men were rushing into the room, one of them cursed as he saw what was happening, saying under his breath “Fucking Chaos.” As this was the nickname given to the man in the Rolling Stones tee. Chaos tumbled as his feet caught on the bed, but scrambled along the ground, having to reach “superman” before he passed out, and screaming.* GET THEM! GET THEM! BREAK THEM ALL! MAKE THEM DIE! DIE! DIE! THEY WORK FOR LUTHER! KILL THEM SUPERMAN!!!!! KIIIILLL THEEEEMMM!!!! *He reached Kraus and tried to smack his back, trying to make him get up; this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. The nurses had to be injured; Chaos needed them to go through pain. His plans did not fail, his facade of calm washed away as quickly as he had put it on when he saw an opportunity. His last act as he passed out was to scream in Kraus’ ear.* THEY KILLED LOIS! *And with that, he simply collapsed a light smile on his face as he faded into a dream state to imagine all the after-effects of what he had done. He wanted so bad to watch, but he would have to imagine and then confirm whatever possibility happened once he regained consciousness, he simply relaxed and dreamt on the floor.*
MaylionCarrendar: – Woink woink woink. The bed continued to making the cru sound of movement due Darlene stamping on the bed and Superman beneath her going poco-loco and trying to get the crazy woman off him. To make the situation worse she noticed this man standing next to her looking at her. She acknowledge his present but didn’t dare to look at him, she avoided his look. But then she felt his breath in her ear whispering a small and short sentence. “Are you god? Your mind created everything you have to be god.” She stared at the man his eyes now for a quick moment pulling the facial expression he had on his face, a sort of cruel one. Nearly weird… as soon as the man appeared he disappeared and she concentrated back on Kraus beneath her who tried to grab her arms. She slammed his hands back against the bed as they tried to grab her arms. She was completely over the top filled with different emotions and nearly gone insane due the signals and tension she got from the folks in the room. (Darlene) ‘’ I’m god right? I can make you fly!… right? RiGHT?! ‘’ The doctor kept talking but all that information went pass her. One ear in .. The other ear out. Exit.. gone.. Poof! Kraus finally managed to apparently kick her off. She fell sideways off the bed. Her legs nearly flew up in the sky and her head went down smacking the hard surface beneath her. As she dropped on her head next to the bed she could see the flying naked body hitting the ground. With the image of that turned upside down she screamed. (Darlene) I SUMMONED ADAM! ‘’ Next thing she knew she dropped on her back watching the ceiling while she saw the red of the light going off in the room and feeling the trembling of the feet in the distance. (Darlene ) ‘they.. Are coming! FLYING NEEDLES! ‘’ She screamed and rolled on her stomach watching how the pick locker was going to a struggle with a nurse. Being slammed with a needle in the neck she saw him going down while screaming for superman (???) ‘’ THEY KILLED LOIS! ‘’ . She smacked her fist against the ground while feeling how both of her arms were grabbed by the security guards and being pulled up while having needles being shot in both of her arms. . Her hair was hanging in front of her face while screaming in pure fear. (Darlene) ‘’ NO!.. No!! … nooo ‘’ The screaming turned into loud crying, and the loud crying eventually turned into whining. (Darlene) ‘’ they will kill us too.. ‘’ with a high pitch voice she mumbled things about death, and being killed.. Murder. The guard standing on her right softly tapped her shoulder while saying. (Guard) ‘’ There – there Darlene ‘’ As he rose up his head to look at the other guard he smirked and directed his word at his colleague (Guard) ‘’ sometimes they would be better of being dead. Don’t you think? ‘’
CharlotteCarrendar:- The wards men, about six in total came racing into the ward, all set to take down the patients that were causing the riot. Doctor Morolo, well he seemed to be enjoying this far more than he should. Turning a cheek and seeing the muscle bound baboons in white, he chuckled under his breath. “Right on time.” Seeing Kraus in all his glory and doing a heroic Superman pose on the bed, with the legs of Darlene over the side, had Doctor Morolo burst out laughing. I mean, yes this was serious, but fuck was it funny. Seeing the wards men enter a lot of the more timid patients started to run or amble back to their beds for safety, while the likes of Mister Lock smith, he got a needle for his trouble, to sedate him and bring him down. This was like watching “On Safari” with Mental patients as the game. “Oooo” Doctor Morolo made that sound, wincing as Chaos hit the deck hard. But before he bit the big one and went on to la la land, he slapped the naked Kraus’s back and screamed on the top of his lungs. GET THEM! GET THEM! BREAK THEM ALL! MAKE THEM DIE! DIE! DIE! THEY WORK FOR LUTHER! KILL THEM SUPERMAN!!!!! KIIIILLL THEEEEMMM!!!! This only infuriated the wards men, who surrounded Kraus, who was still spread eagled on the floor. With a blooded nose, dripping all over the tiles, Kraus lifted his head, and heard the final words of Mister Locksmith. ‘’ THEY KILLED LOIS! ‘’ Kraus roared in anger. THEY KILLED LOIS?! He scrambled to his feet, still naked as the day he was born, and saw a grinning Doctor Morolo. He had to be Lex Luthor. Why else would he be grinning like that? Mad evil…Kraus had to save everyone, he had to save them all. If Lois was dead….he had nothing to live for. “ I SUMMONED ADAM! Darlene screamed, now believing she was God. Kraus had no time to greet Adam, his target was Lex Luthor. Wild eyes, he beat his own chest, and then made a running dash towards Doctor Morolo, who barely got out the word “Fuuuuu…” He was hit on the full, both men going down, the naked Kraus on top of him, beating the Doctor senseless, pounding out his rage, as his snot and spittle sprayed the Doctor’s face. The other wards men all piled on top of the two men. It was like watching Saturday night football, and trying to get a streaker off the Ref. “GET..HIM..OFF…GAAAAAH…YOU GOONS GET OFF!” Doctor Morolo roared, blood spurting from his nose and mouth. <3>
MaylionCarrendar: – The sounds of the folks in the room echoed through her mind. All darn hell broke loose. Satan her worst enemy at the moment was busy taking over the institute. Darlene still feeling like a god without having strong impulses messing up her brain due the medication rose her head up to watch the situation. The guards released her arms as they noticed she was calm again and for as far as they know not being able to pull shit. They barged right on top of the other wards struggling to get Naked Adam under control. Darlene stood there on her feet unstable as the doctor was screaming for help, and Adam (Formerly known as superman) was raging on top of him in full attack mode. Her eyes scanned the room. The Unconscious man on the floor.. The mountain of guards on top of each other.. The bed.. But what was that? Her eyes scanned the floor and located the pieces of pen. As every dork was focused on the raging naked Adam she picked up the pieces of pen and screwed them back in one piece. With medication her mind was more clear and she could actually think about realistic things to do. She had to break into the office to find the files of Lois. She needed proof the institute killed her. If that was the case she could call the FBI and make the institute close. With the pen as an assault weapon she quickly moved towards the pile of wards. They were moving intense and couldn’t be still for a moment for Darlene to search for their keys. They were impossible to take over and get the keys, she needed a weaker opponent. Slowly leaving the room hoping to be unnoticed she passed a few idiots who were all interesting staring at the doc on the floor. As some of them screamed and slammed their head she kept her head quite low and followed a single female nurse dragging this idiot with her to his room. She heard the keys ring in her pockets. She looked around one more time before raising her hand with the pen in it above her head. With a quick aim for the spine in her neck she slammed the pen at that spot in the nurse her neck. The poor thing didn’t see it coming, but the pen didn’t penetrate. But it did do enough damage for Darlene to jump on her back after and grab her hair pulling it backwards. As the nurse dropped on her knees screaming Darlene quickly shoved her hands in the pockets of the nurse looking for the keys. She un-did the keys from a chain quickly and jumped up to run for the door of the nurses room. -
CharlotteCarrendar:- The pandemonium of the ward, was slowly abating, as drugged and terrified patients fell back, to see the wards men coming off the naked Superhero. They grabbed him by both arms, and reefed him up and off the Doctor, who was coughing violently trying to regain his breath, after having not only his chest pressed so hard, that he may have broken a rib or two. The Doctor rolled over on the floor, and spat a blooded lugey out onto the tiles, before slowly pushing himself up to standing. Kraus was not drugged, although had the wards men wanted it, they would have. In the tight grips on their gnarled hands, they held him before Doctor Morolo, waiting for directions on just where to take him. The Doctor wiped the blood from his nose and it smeared across his cheek, his brown eyes glazed from the wetness brought on by the pain. Kraus was panting hard, lost for words, lost in his own mind. The Doctor was not stupid, for he recognized the man before him, and it twigged who Lois really was. Taking two steps he closed the gap between them, and then whispered. “Clark, Lois is fine. She is safe and at home, where she belongs.” He patted Kraus’s shoulder, causing Kraus to flinch and using his “powers” he tried to make his eyes burn off Doctor Morolo’s face. Course, this did not work, and the Doctor sighed. “As much fun as this was, you are going to spend some time in solitary. I’m sorry.” The Doctor then looked at all the others, and then headed off to the next ward, blood splattered all over his coat, while the wards men, dragged a screaming Kraus, all the way to the solitary chamber. <3>
MaylionCarrendar: – Normally people were cheering her on when she was running for it, saving people’s life. At least that’s what she always thought they were doing. Maybe it was her head playing with her .. And it refused to play with her this time. She was dead-on serious and nobody seemed to pay attention. Her mind felt different again. She didn’t got shot up with this kind of medication every day. She knows that when she’s on to something suspicious this institute would give her medication to make her mind empty. Thinking of her empty mind she started to punch her own head with her fist while running towards the nurse’s office. She pounded hard in order to make her mind awake from the medication. Of course that wouldn’t work, but in her head this world was different. This place was hell, and that doctor was Satan. She was god trapped, and her angels were turned into lunatics.. but most importantly … Naked Adam lost his naked Eva.. and there was a big chance Satan had abducted Eva and had sex with her and slaughtered her in the basement of this hell, and maybe Satan had abducted Superman and Lois as well!.. After she fell off the bed she hadn’t see superman anymore. She had to get to the bottom of this. She heard the screaming of Adam who surprisingly had the same voice of Superman down the hall. They got Adam… they going to have sex with him too!! Her sleek brown hair moved along with her head as she tried look over her shoulder, but before she got a good view of what happened down the hall she smacked her face with speed against the office door. WHAM. (Darlene) ‘’ Ooofff!! Darn satan moved the office so I would hit it! ‘’ She growled a bit while whipping the side of her head against her shoulder and trying to find the good key to fit the lock. She noticed the red lights still went off in the buildings and felt a certain rush shooting through her veins. The keys fit the lock perfectly and after two turns to the right she heard the ‘Click’. As an mental ill person she opened the door and closed the door right behind her. The office was empty since every Ass-kisser-of-satan was hunting for the angels. Darlene sneaked to a cabin in the corner of the office to search the personal files of the angels. As she opened it an scrolled down the list of names her eye fell quickly on this one name.. Lois, Newland. It was a different last name.. but it was the only Lois in the complete list of patients. They must have changed the last name to mask the fact that this was Lois.. This was the real Lois! .. Darlene quickly opened the dossier and quickly let her eyes glide over every page until she read the line ‘’ Patient deceased ‘’ Though she had missed the whole personal information about this Lois and the fact that she was 79, died of an heart attack back in 2003. Just as she ripped the page out of the file and hid it in her bra the door flew open. One ward and a very angry nurse standing next to him stared down at Darlene. (Nurse) ‘’ There she is! She was the one who made sure Nurse Betty is send home due a neck injury! .. PAID SICK DAYS! ‘’ The ward slowly nodded and made two steps closer to Darlene.. that’s all it took actually.. He was tall and big and had long legs. Darlene dropped the dossier quickly and start slapping her head hard in order to come across very confused and innocent about what she was doing in the office. (Darlene) ‘’ the birds! The birds are making a mess.. they are birds right? Need to shoot them! ‘’ She kept slapping the side of her head with her hand . As the ward picked her up and didn’t bother to search her for dangerous weapons or stolen items he nodded at the nurse. (Ward) ‘’ It must be the air, They all are doing extra insane because of that naked new guy pretending to be superman. ‘’ He was tired from this troublesome day and had lack of energy to follow the appropriate rules. As Darlene got dragged with him all she kept thinking about was that soon it was time to Screw Satan in the ass because superman lost his Lois. For her it all seemed legit and.. make sense.
