forum Welcome to the Ward (CLOSED!!!)

Started November 01, 2018 by @Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

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((I've missed a lot. Mind if I just jump in? Maybe Cressida could be standing with the others?))

(Sure, come on in.)

(Well maybe Crystal and Cressida can be cellmates?-random word I made up-)

((Sounds good! I'll follow your lead.))

The guard beside thee entrance began going to each cell and open them up, Crystal waited for the guard to open hers, then walked in. A guard stopped her. “Sorry, but this isn’t your room anymore.”
Crystal began to shutter. “What? But this was my room…”
“It was also Marty’s, now follow me. I’ll show you your new room.” The guard grabbed her hand a began to walk over to a cell that was already accupiedby someone. “Here. You’ll share a room with her. And don’t cut yourself this time, alright?”
H-How did he… that doesn’t matter… how am I supposed to keep this one alive… Crystal slowly and awkwardly shuffled into the room, going to a corner and sitting down.

Cressida looks up at the new arrival. "Hey."

Ale went back into his cell warily… Looking for his new friend's cell. She was on the opposite site and rwo doors down.
He sighed in relief as the guard checked thst he was in there. He wished he could've slipped away earlier, but he knew they'd be wary.

Crystal waved nervously. “H-hi….”

((Sorry for not writing much, idk exactly what to do but I'll work on it.))

(Don’t worry about it! You’ll be perfectly fine!)

Crystal turned around and began to laugh quietly. She began cutting herself with a razor blade left from one of the female guards ‘banned item’ boxes. She took off her lab coat and placed it on the ground. The sweater already lost its arms. This revealed her bruises, cuts, and scars. She stabbed her arm with the Razor blade, then quickly removed it and threw it out of the cell. She curled up into a ball, and put the lab coat on her like a blanket.

Rowan yawned, flipping through a book he had stolen. He didn't like to steal, but Marrin said it was okay amd he trusted Marrin with all his heart.

Ale waved at Rowan, who was the cell adjacent of his.
"Hello." He says, rubbing his face.

"Hello," Rowan says, looking up from his book to wave back and then looking back down at it. Who's that? I dunno. Neither do I

(We'll skip to dinner… I got a scary scene for y'all.)

Ale sat on his bed to escape the sopping wet floor. He bwgsn to cry violently, trying to hide it. This went on for some time, until the pain was replaced by weariness, and he somehow fwll to sleep.
If he dreamt, he didn't remember it.
When next he woke, the room was dry. The guards escorted them out, and as he passed the dead-man's cell, he saw that it was devoid of blood.
So that's why everything was wet, they must've hosed down the cells, to prevent diseases from spreading He said, as he walked out of his cell.

(Oof sorry I missed so much I guess I came back at a good time though(

Crystal had just left her cell, a guard(the only one that cared about there job) was sneaking bandages and proxied to Crystal. He rubbed the Proxide on he wounds and put bandages over top. He lightly slapped Crystal to make it seem like her was hurting her so that no guard would be ‘suspicious’. He whispered to her, “what did I tell you about cutting yourself. Stop. Before I tell another guard. This is your final waring Okay?”
Crystal nodded. He knows I’m going to do it anyways, I don’t know why he even tells me to stop.

Hayden sat leaning against the wall until the guards came and drug him up and out of the cell, rather than putting him in his wheelchair they dragged him along the hall bringing the chair along with them. Hayden struggled to try stay standing but was mostly just being drug. They got to the dinner room and threw Hayden onto the ground along with his chair, Hayden got up slowly and flopped down into the wheelchair.

The guard escorted Crystal to the dining room. “You are eating breakfast, you hear?”
Crystal fake smiled, “of course! I would never disrespect this place.”

Cressida was taken to the dining room along with Crystal. She was oddly quiet.

As Ale walked along, he tried his best to memorize the place. He was taken to a room with a vender handing out lunches behind a counter and glass pane. Picnic tables stood in rows and columns.

Crystal looked over to see her new friend. “Ale, are you alright?”