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Oswald Asylum is a health institution that specializes in children with sever traumas and disabilities. (Patient characters must be between ages 5-17 years old.)
Oswald is a rather old, three story tall hospital consisting of a first and second floor and a basement. The building is not the best maintained. It is surrounded by a tremendous brick wall, and a thick forest outside of that. Oswald is located a ways out of town, so the “normal” people don’t have to see it. There’s a pitiful playground out front.
On the second story, there are patient bedrooms and a bathroom. The first floor contains the kitchen and dining room, the therapist's office, an entertainment room, isolation rooms, an operating room, and the reception desk. The basement simply houses a laundry room and storage area.
The patient bedrooms are long, large open rooms housing three patients each, their beds divided by curtains. Each bed has a small, white nightstand next to it for patients personal items.

The staff is not the most caring. The nurses have thin patience, are short-tempered, and a bit verbally abusive. The guard is rude, and has shown hints of pedophilia. The therapist, Dr Deern, is stern but overall the nicest of the staff.

Some of the procedures at Oswald are a bit... questionable. Such as restraining the children to their beds if they misbehave, or preforming lobotomies, but most of all, the dosing of Duotine.
All the children are dosed with Duotine, a large red pill that sedates the children. A minor side effect of this drug is that is causes vivid audio and visual hallucinations. These hallucinations are often gruesome and horrific, containing visions of shadowy monsters, blood, corpses, and other nightmares.

Eerie sat on the left side of her twin sized hospital bed, on top of the neatly made, white bed sheets. She was wearing a white t-shirt with the bottom tucked into the waistline of a black, pleated skirt that went down to her knees. On her legs were white stockings, her feet inside black Mary Jane shoes. Her short, shaggy, thick, black hair hung in her face messily, but she didn’t seem to mind.

Her legs hung over the side of the bed, swinging back and forth slowly as she stared out the barred window into the weed-filled front yard of Oswald. She watched one of the swings in the pitiful playground sway back and forth in the breeze, before drifting her eyes to the large, brick fence that surrounds the building. On top of the fence, a slender, black cat with huge, yellow eyes peered back at Eerie.

Oh dear kitty, she thought, I see you waiting for me. I’ll get you back soon.

Her big, doll-like, dark blue eyes then made their way to the wall between the window and her bed, where her patient file was clipped to a board and hanging, as it was beside all the children’s beds. She trailed her blue orbs over the all-too-familiar words once again.

“Patient Name: Eerie Summers
Age: 14 years
Gender: Female

History: Patient was found unconscious in the woods near family home showing signs of psychosis. // Summers family murder. Details omitted.

Treatment: Dr Deern has tried many medications, but cancelled all due to ineffectiveness or side effects. Currently going through thorough therapy.”

Eerie sighed. It always said the same thing. It would look better with a drawing over it instead. But, the nurses didn’t like Eerie’s drawings. They said her drawings frightened the other children.

Eerie’s haunting gaze then moved across the room in front of her, where another patient’s bed was, divided by a curtain that was drawn back. In the bed was a little, blonde girl who was very asleep. Eerie remembered her name was Isabelle, and she knew part of Isabelle’s treatment was that she was kept heavily sedated. Beside Isabelle in the bed was a tall, slender shadow figure with hollow eyes that emitted a dull light. It was stroking her gently.
Eerie had been able to see these strange, shadowy beings all her life, but it was not the reason she was admitted to Oswald. These shadow beings did not frighten her anymore, they were just there. Sometimes they spoke to Eerie, but other times, they just stared at her. She’d learned that they fed off sorrow, fear, and pain. They clung to people, thriving off negative thoughts and feelings.

They must be able to feast here, she thought, as she looked over Isabelle, poor Isabelle.
“It says that you’re going to die.” Eerie whispered to the sleeping child across the room.

Is Isabelle afraid of death? Eerie wondered. I hope not, because it may happen soon.

What a waste of my time... Rae thought to himself as he sat down on his new bed. He had been sent to Oswald after abandoning a young boy that was burining in a house fire near his own home. He had only stood and watched the fire burn, and was quite dissapointed when the fire department put it out. When his parents confronted him about his lack of worry for the burning child, they finally realized Rae's issue. Strong sociopathic traits were easy to find in the sixteen-year-old boy.

It was resolved that he was to be sent to Oswald in an attempt to help with his problem. Rae did not appreciate this thought and had a goal set in mind: escape. But for now he just sat alone on his bed. He would have to make friends and connections in order to successfuly escape the asylum. He sighed and stood up. He wore a plain long-sleeved shirt, jeans, and dress shoes all in black. Behind his mess of hair were pink heart shaped earrings. On his right ring finger was a gray ring. He examined the room around him and sighed once more, but much more silently. He slipped his hands into his pockets as he looked around the room.

The twins sat on their mattresses, having been placed in beds beside one another. Landon wore a simple white shirt and black jacket, his hair messy and falling over half his face, you could easily see the dark bags under his eyes whenever he looked up long enough to glare at someone. Cameron looked quite the opposite, his hair neat, cut into a fringe and he wore a white button-up shirt and woollen sweater, his face refreshed and with a small smile placed on it. The room was quiet, even the air seemed quiet, and it felt wrong. They sat facing one another, legs dangling off the edge of the beds. Landon slouched, picking at a loose thread on the sheet below him, just for something to do. He was bored. His brother seemed much more content in the silence, sitting with a smile on his face. Then again, Cameron seemed content most of the time. Even in some nuthouse where the doctors seemed crazier than the patients.

The pair had only been there a short time, but they had both quickly discovered the attitude the doctors held towards them. Both boys of sixteen, normal, if you were to ask any person who happened to meet them on the street. Of course, in reality they were far from normal. That's why they were at Oswald Asylum. It made Landon angry, but Cameron didn't mind. Cameron wasn't too worried about spending some time at the asylum, he got to stay in a safe place, with other kids, and his brother, what more could he want? Landon didn't share his view, he knew there was something wrong about the place, he wanted to get himself and his brother out. As soon as he could. Easier said than done.

Eerie stood, smoothing out her skirt before walking over to the window.
Dear kitty is gone now. Oh little one, where do you go to? She thought mournfully.

The black kitten with big, yellow eyes had been gifted to her by her parents. It had been her very best friend, and she loved him dearly, but after the death of her parents, she and her kitty had been seperated. Sometimes she dreamed about him.

Her ears caught the echoing ‘click’ sound the doors made when they were unlocked, meaning it was time the patients could be let out of their rooms to go to the kitchen, bathroom, and entertainment room.
A small smile pushed into her rosy cheeks, illuminating her face a bit. She loved being able to play and talk with the other kids. Adelaida had deep bruising and cuts around her little wrists, Robert had a big, goey, pink scar on the side of his shaved head, Phil had the purplest-bluest, dark bags under his pretty brown eyes.

Eerie thought they were beautiful.

Her black, Mary Jane shoes tapped on the white, tile floor as she made her way from her bed on the far left side of the long room to the far right side, where the door was. She passed the sleeping Isabelle in her bed, feeling a bit sad for her for a moment, before passing the next curtain and pausing.

A boy with dark hair and nice shoes sat on the bed with his hands in his pockets.
“Oh, I hadn’t realized they filled this bed.” Eerie spoke quietly, explaining why she’d suddenly stopped in front of his bed.

It had been so quiet, she hadnt realized there was anyone else besides her, Isabelle, and them.

“My name is Eerie Mae Summers.” The small, black haired girl introduced politely.

Rae heard the clicking noise that came from the doors and glanced at them. He was debating whether or not to leave the unfamiliar room he was in when he was approached. Rae scanned the girl from head to toe. She seemed normal enough, but so did he.

When spoken to Rae stared at the girl blankly. Then came the introduction, which was definetely expected given her appearance. What an odd name... Rae thought to himself as he pulled his right hand from his pocket and extended it to offer a handshake. "Hello. My name is Rae, and I suppose I'm your new roommate. I would say that it is nice meeting you, but I really have no way of being certain about that." His voice matched his expression perfectly. Not a trace of emotion was to be found in his pale face or his tone.

Eerie’s face seemed neither happy, nor sad, as she took a few dainty steps forward to reach his stretched hand.
“No, you have no way of being certain,” Eerie agreed, lacing her small, chilly hand into his and giving it a shake, while studying his face with her big, dark eyes. “But, it’s a pleasure of mine to have a new room mate, perhaps one a bit more lively.” Her gaze flicked briefly over to Isabelle, who was still being pet by the shadow figure.

She released his hand, returning hers to her side and her eyes over to the unlocked door.
“Are you going to come out and see the place?” She asked curiously, while making her way towards the door. Sometimes new children didn’t wanna leave their rooms the first few days, sometimes they ended up never leaving their rooms.

John quietly conversed with the others his 'friends ' wile the events around him ensued. he was here because Jake got out Mamma let him out wile quietly manipulating where he went. She never would show her self to others even doctors
Captain Law loved the attention from the doctors though and was Mamma's front man during visits. Jake on the other hand was a hungry beast constantly under wraps a secret weapon for Mamma
She planned for them to end up in oswald to hopfully manipulate the occupants to do as she said
John heared the click and did not move an inch but after a short will Mamma urged him out he walked to the play area and stared at the other children Mamma was assessing which child she would try and use first

Rae shook the cold hand and eyed the door once more. So many different ideas were rushing through his mind. He settled on exploration, perhaps with Eerie. She seemed to be friendly enough, without being too creepy about it. Rae ruffled his lengthy dark hair and followed after Eeire. "I can only imagine that seeing the rest of the buildimg is in my best interests. If you don't mind, a short tour would be nice."

Rae extracted a hair tie from his right pocket and did his hair up in a ponytail with bangs covering his ears and earrings. It wiuld only be incovenient to bring too much attention to himself at the moment, but hen again, he seemed to be one of the older 'patients' at Oswald.

When they heard the door open, both boys glanced up. "We should say hello to some people, make a friend or two." Cameron suggested, looking to his brother. Landon scoffed, folding his arms, "they're all crazy here. Doubt they'd be interested in making friends."
Cameron frowned slightly, "don't be so negative, come on." He stood, leading the way to the door and into the hallway. His brother only hesitated for a moment before following.

They came to an open door and two unfamiliar faces greeted them, a boy with dark hair tied back, and a girl with big, dark eyes. Cameron smiled to the pair, extending his hand to the closest, appearing excited to meet new people, "Hello, I'm Cameron, this is Landon." He greeted happily, as if they had met under more regular circumstances. As if they weren't in a mental asylum. Landon offered no words of greeting, simply leaning against the closest wall and watching.

Eerie lead the way through the door leading into the shared hallway of all the patient bedrooms.

A tall, twisted looking shadow figure stood in the hall as if it were waiting for her. “Did you take your pills?” It mocked her, it’s voice dripping morosely. “Take your piillllss, little giirrllll...”

She frowned briefly, before turning her face towards the older boy, staring a bit. She looked over his dark hair and how it framed his pale face pulled back like that. He has pretty earrings... She wondered where he had gotten them. He looks like an older boy, perhaps he will be a good help. Rae also seemed a bit more coherent than a lot of the patients here, that would be useful. She hoped they wouldn’t up his medication.

“I’d love to give you a tour, sir. There isn’t much to see but...” Eerie trailed off. That was it. There wasn’t too much to see.

Two boys that looked like mirror images approached them, so she turned her full attention to them as they politely introduced themselves- or well, one of them introduced the two.

“Cameron, Landon, nice to meet you.” Eerie greeted, a cute smile gracing her pouty lips, exposing a narrow gap between her front teeth. “My name is Eerie Summers. You must be new, right? I haven’t seen your faces around, and you don’t seem like you came from downstairs.”

Her dark, dolly eyes fixated upon the messier of the copy cat faces. She’d seen that same emotion on new patients before but, it didn’t last too long often. After a while, some children just stopped feeling any emotion. They walked around like blank eyed zombies, Eerie loved them.

seeing the newcomers Mama assessed them based on there looks 'hmmmm the tall boy seems rather.......troubling . the girl seems like she would be gullible enough to follow orders . the twins hmmmmmm maybe later for them . lets see' she spys a security guard 'lets see...he seems easy a lazy fat fool probably a pedophile . most likly a pedophile his demeanor speaks in volumes ' she smirks thinking of ways to seduce and kill the guard .

Rae followed Eerie diligently, hoping to make some good first impressions to anyone that showed up. The less everyone knew about his sociopathy and intentions, the betteroff he would be. It was just simpler to put on a mask like he often did, a mask of someone that had compassion and pity. His true nature lacked these traits, for he found them to be useless. They would only slow him down.

Twins arrived and Rae analyzed them as he had with Eerie. Clearly one was more friendly than the other, but nothing seemed particularly wrong with them at a glance. After Eeire had introduced herself, Rae proceeded to do the same. He stepped forward about an inch or so before speaking. "I'm Rae, and I have no particular pleasure of meeting you at the moment. However that is sure to change given your personalities, granted I've only just met you and can only assume." Rae hoped he hadn't said too much. He wanted to present himself as somewhat normal.

Eerie folded her hands neatly in front of her lap as she watched Rae introduce himself too. He seemed rather honest, and Eerie appreciated that. Not too many honest people around this place.


“Would you boys like to join us on a tour? Unless of course, you’ve already had one.” Eerie offered politely, turning her round face back to the twins after Rae had introduced himself.

When the girl spoke, Eerie, Cameron's smile widened, "yes, we are fairly new, and a tour would be nice. Give us a chance to get to know one another." He spoke in a friendly tone, looking to the dark-haired boy, "well, I think it is a pleasure to meet you, even if you don't share that sentiment."

Landon glanced to Eerie when he felt her stare on him. He narrowed his eyes, shooting her a harsh glare but said nothing. He then turned his gaze to Rae, his glare remaining in place but becoming slightly more unsure. There was something he didn't like about the dark-haired boy. Something he was trying to hide. Landon was reminded briefly of his brother. Perhaps there was another side to Rae's personality they had yet to discover. Landon's shoulders went tense, he did not like this place one bit, meeting the people there only strengthened his desire to escape. He glanced around the room, spotting a newcomer, a young boy, younger than ten, with red hair. Landon watched the boy for a moment, before looking back to his brother, who returned the gaze with his almost always present, and friendly smile.

“Let’s begin then,” Eerie announced, turning on the heels of her little, black shoes and beginning to walk off down the hall.
“This floor is just patient rooms, and the bathroom.” She explained as she passed down the hallway of doors. She peered in a few as they walked, pausing to watch for a brief moment when they passed a room holding a child that was repeated knocking his head against the tiled floor, leaving a bit of a red smear.

When she reached a gated door with a lock, she stopped. Behind the door were stairs leading down. She pulled open the unlocked door and gestured for her aquatintences to head down. “After you,” She said quietly.

Downstairs, they’d find themselves in a wider, large hallway. At the far, opposite end of the hall was a yellow painted door, surrounded by a chain link fencing. The only way around the fencing and to the front door, was to go through the receptionists office, which had one door that opened inside the fencing, and one that opened right outside the fencing.

Eerie was walking towards a door to their left, which was a heavy, metal door who’s label seemed to have been removed. Slowly, she pushed it open. “This is where they do the opperations and tests. Also, where all the solitary rooms are.” She explained. Behind the heavy, metal door was yet another hall, lined with other doors that had narrow windows in them.

Eerie peered inside the window of the closest door, staring at a child who’s head was bandaged, the white wrap stained red in one spot. He was laying on his side on a mattress that was placed on the floor. A pile of green-brownish vomit was on the floor beside him, looking rather old and chunky. The boys skin was very, very pale and his eyes were half closed, unmoving.

Poor boy, I hope you feel better soon!

She turned back to her your group, presenting a gap toothed smile. “Let’s go check out the kitchen and dining room.”

(Everyone disappeared ☹️)

(I just barely managed to get on today. I've been super busy lately, but hopefully I can have something in tomorrow.)

I thought this was a PM thing, until I saw it here.

sorry i got busy

(No one else is active in it. But I would be willing to continue this RP with you.)