Mystic_clown
31st October 2007, 05:38 PM
[LOGGING ON]…
[LOG IN SUCCESSFUL]
[FOLDER]…[ASHFORD ASYLUM]
[FILE]…[FOUND]
In 1996, Ashford Genetics synthesized a protein believed to be able to increase the mental and physical capacity of human beings. This protein was labeled SE, Synthetic Enhancement. In order to test it, we made an agreement with Overdrive Cola which allowed us to insert the protein into their product. However, a few weeks after this was made, a new strain of virus appeared in several nations across the globe. We believed that this outbreak was connected to SE.
To prevent further spreading, call cans containing the protein were withdrawn and destroyed. A story about the drinks being sabotaged was fed to the general public. As soon as it sprung, the virus soon became extinct. Or so we thought.
15 years later, reports of humans displaying unnatural abilities began to make themselves known across the globe. One such human was tested and a link was made between these mutations and the protein SE. In response to this, the Ashford Asylum was established, an offshore facility 5 miles off the coast of Sweden. People displaying any mutation related to the protein have been collected and admitted into the Asylum, and the public has been informed that they are ill and in need of treatment. Research is currently being conducted on these individuals, determining how SE formed these mutations. Connections with senators prevent any government-sanctioned inspections, allowing us to perform our research in peace.
[FILE]…[LAYOUT]
Ashford Asylum is made up of four floors, resembling four discs stacked on top of each other, raised 10 feet above the ocean surface. These floors have been dubbed ‘the discs’ by the staff and patients.
On the top ‘disc’ is the staff living quarters, as well as some dining establishments and recreation rooms.
The second disc contains the laboratories, testing zones, as well as the armory and training areas for the security staff. Research is conducted here.
The third disc is the patients living quarters. 12x12 rooms, each containing a bed and lavatory. Curfew is set at 9 pm and meals are served regularly. Reinforced cells have been installed to isolate dangerous patients.
The fourth disc is where the patients are allowed to roam during the day when they are not required. Here, they are heavily monitored as they interact with fellow patients, most left to their devices. Dangerous patients are kept in isolation in the cells above and security is called immediately if trouble occurs.
[FILE]…[STAFF EQUIPMENT]In order to protect our staff from some of the more dangerous patients, the security staff has been fitted with specially made, insulated, fireproof body armour. Psychic shielding implants have been issued to all employees to protect them from patients with mental abilities. Security is issued with a tranquilizer gun in order to subdue any problem patients, as we would prefer them to remain alive. However, if no other option is available, security are permitted to use more lethal weaponry. Research staff have also been given the tranquilizer gun in case of emergencies.
[FILE]…[PATIENT PROFILE]
PATIENT NUMBER:
NAME:
AGE:
GENDER:
NATIONALITY:
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
MUTATION(S):
BASIC HISTORY:
RELATIONSHIPS:
OTHER:
[FILE]…[STAFF PROFILE]
NAME:
AGE:
GENDER:
NATIONALITY:
POSITION:
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
ASSIGNED WEAPON: (security personal only.)
BASIC HISTORY:
RELATIONSHIPS:
OTHER:
[FILE]..[PATIENT: 25FG8 (SICK)]
PATIENT NUMBER: 25FG8
NAME: Grove Temerhime
AGE: 20
GENDER: Male
NATIONALITY: German
APPEARANCE: Sick is about 6 foot in height, however, for the majority of the time, he is confined to a wheelchair due to his severe condition. His body is almost skeleton thin, however his terribly thin build is often hidden by his bulky coat. His face, while pale and sickly, still holds some of the beauty he must have had when he was younger. His eyes are a dull green, yet have some attractive quality to them His jet black hair hangs messily over his face, barely reaching past his chin.
Sick is often wearing a bulky white coat, most likely for warmth. He wears a pair of black pants and a pair of hospital slippers. He also normally has a red blanket over his lower body when he’s in the wheelchair and a red scarf around his neck.
PERSONALITY: Often quiet, calm and collected. He’s not one for making any rash actions, however, like the rest of the patients, has a deeply rooted hatred for the majority of the staff and is considered dangerous. With the exception of a certain few, he tends to get along with the other patients. He does slip into a morbid state of mind at times, often wishing he would just die. He sometime succumbs to deliria, often hallucinating and saying random stuff.
MATUTATION(S): Sick’s body seems to hold a wide number of illnesses and viruses. However, while his body doesn’t succumb to death or any of the more extreme symptoms (blindness, paralysis, etc.) He does suffer from a majority of their symptoms (coughing, sneezing, pain, nausea, etc.). However, none of these illnesses are contagious, unless he wants them to be. When in physical contact with someone, he can infect the person with any form of disease. However, when in contact with someone with an illness, he can absorb the illness into himself, effectively curing the person.
BASIC HISTORY: Grove grew up in Rhineland, Germany. Around the age of five, Grove became ill and seemingly, was unable to be cured. As the years went by, Grove’s condition got worse, weakening him and forcing him to live a life in quarantine. At the age of 16, his family was approached by a doctor from Ashford Asylum. The man offered to help cure his son, and requested he’d be relocated to the Asylum where they can treat him. Overjoyed at an opportunity to finally be cured, both Grove and his family agreed.
However, this promise of a cure was just a terrible lie. Instead, they experimented on him, studying how he was able to survive with such severe illnesses and doing absolutely nothing to cure him. Their suspicions about him being a mutant were confirmed when, in anger, Grove gave one of the security officers smallpox, killing him. Since then, the staff have been cautious when around the sick man. Due to his condition, he has been nicknamed “Sick” by the other inmates. It was discovered through his interaction with the others that he can take others illnesses into himself, as well as give them.
RELATIONSHIPS: none yet
OTHER:
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Grove moaned as he slumped forward, finally released from his restraints after what seemed to be hours of experimentation. His body racked with a dull pain from all the injecting, cutting, jabbing and the like. His arms and some of his torso were tightly wrapped up and his stomach felt like it was about to split in two.
He could feel the painful tugs of some of the tubs being pulled from his body, while a small few remained. His vision was blurred due to the chemicals and the weariness of his eyes. Very sound seemed to echo loudly in his head, making it almost impossible to make out any particular sound.
“That…all for today…take…back down…fourth disc.”
He could feel the familiar sensation of rubber on skin. The scientists that worked on him were always cautious to wear completely cover themselves, not leaving a single patch of skin for him to infect. His body was almost limp, the team lifted him up in placed him in his wheelchair.
The trip down to the fourth disc seemed like a blur and Grove only registered he was back where he belonged by a soft ding from the elevator.
The fourth disc. It was virtually a slums. A series of rooms that were only cleaned once per week at the least, and even then they didn’t do a good job. There was always at least one security camera in sight, and the inmates had learnt the hard way that breaking one of them was not tolerated. Virtually everything that took place down there was monitored.
The nurse and the two security that had accompanied her wheeled Grove back to his usual place before leaving. Grove was completely oblivious to his surroundings now, only the dull pain the filled his body. He was too weak to even lift his head up.
His body spasmed slightly as he fought back the urge to throw up, grunted uncomfortably as he swallowed it back down. He groaned miserably, closing his blurry eyes, hoping to rest off some of the pain going through him.
“Sick…”
Painfully, Grove slowly opened his eyes and heavily lifted his head to see who was talking to him.
TAG to anyone wanted to talk to Grove. Also, for any late sign ups, we need more staff members.
[LOG IN SUCCESSFUL]
[FOLDER]…[ASHFORD ASYLUM]
[FILE]…[FOUND]
In 1996, Ashford Genetics synthesized a protein believed to be able to increase the mental and physical capacity of human beings. This protein was labeled SE, Synthetic Enhancement. In order to test it, we made an agreement with Overdrive Cola which allowed us to insert the protein into their product. However, a few weeks after this was made, a new strain of virus appeared in several nations across the globe. We believed that this outbreak was connected to SE.
To prevent further spreading, call cans containing the protein were withdrawn and destroyed. A story about the drinks being sabotaged was fed to the general public. As soon as it sprung, the virus soon became extinct. Or so we thought.
15 years later, reports of humans displaying unnatural abilities began to make themselves known across the globe. One such human was tested and a link was made between these mutations and the protein SE. In response to this, the Ashford Asylum was established, an offshore facility 5 miles off the coast of Sweden. People displaying any mutation related to the protein have been collected and admitted into the Asylum, and the public has been informed that they are ill and in need of treatment. Research is currently being conducted on these individuals, determining how SE formed these mutations. Connections with senators prevent any government-sanctioned inspections, allowing us to perform our research in peace.
[FILE]…[LAYOUT]
Ashford Asylum is made up of four floors, resembling four discs stacked on top of each other, raised 10 feet above the ocean surface. These floors have been dubbed ‘the discs’ by the staff and patients.
On the top ‘disc’ is the staff living quarters, as well as some dining establishments and recreation rooms.
The second disc contains the laboratories, testing zones, as well as the armory and training areas for the security staff. Research is conducted here.
The third disc is the patients living quarters. 12x12 rooms, each containing a bed and lavatory. Curfew is set at 9 pm and meals are served regularly. Reinforced cells have been installed to isolate dangerous patients.
The fourth disc is where the patients are allowed to roam during the day when they are not required. Here, they are heavily monitored as they interact with fellow patients, most left to their devices. Dangerous patients are kept in isolation in the cells above and security is called immediately if trouble occurs.
[FILE]…[STAFF EQUIPMENT]In order to protect our staff from some of the more dangerous patients, the security staff has been fitted with specially made, insulated, fireproof body armour. Psychic shielding implants have been issued to all employees to protect them from patients with mental abilities. Security is issued with a tranquilizer gun in order to subdue any problem patients, as we would prefer them to remain alive. However, if no other option is available, security are permitted to use more lethal weaponry. Research staff have also been given the tranquilizer gun in case of emergencies.
[FILE]…[PATIENT PROFILE]
PATIENT NUMBER:
NAME:
AGE:
GENDER:
NATIONALITY:
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
MUTATION(S):
BASIC HISTORY:
RELATIONSHIPS:
OTHER:
[FILE]…[STAFF PROFILE]
NAME:
AGE:
GENDER:
NATIONALITY:
POSITION:
APPEARANCE:
PERSONALITY:
ASSIGNED WEAPON: (security personal only.)
BASIC HISTORY:
RELATIONSHIPS:
OTHER:
[FILE]..[PATIENT: 25FG8 (SICK)]
PATIENT NUMBER: 25FG8
NAME: Grove Temerhime
AGE: 20
GENDER: Male
NATIONALITY: German
APPEARANCE: Sick is about 6 foot in height, however, for the majority of the time, he is confined to a wheelchair due to his severe condition. His body is almost skeleton thin, however his terribly thin build is often hidden by his bulky coat. His face, while pale and sickly, still holds some of the beauty he must have had when he was younger. His eyes are a dull green, yet have some attractive quality to them His jet black hair hangs messily over his face, barely reaching past his chin.
Sick is often wearing a bulky white coat, most likely for warmth. He wears a pair of black pants and a pair of hospital slippers. He also normally has a red blanket over his lower body when he’s in the wheelchair and a red scarf around his neck.
PERSONALITY: Often quiet, calm and collected. He’s not one for making any rash actions, however, like the rest of the patients, has a deeply rooted hatred for the majority of the staff and is considered dangerous. With the exception of a certain few, he tends to get along with the other patients. He does slip into a morbid state of mind at times, often wishing he would just die. He sometime succumbs to deliria, often hallucinating and saying random stuff.
MATUTATION(S): Sick’s body seems to hold a wide number of illnesses and viruses. However, while his body doesn’t succumb to death or any of the more extreme symptoms (blindness, paralysis, etc.) He does suffer from a majority of their symptoms (coughing, sneezing, pain, nausea, etc.). However, none of these illnesses are contagious, unless he wants them to be. When in physical contact with someone, he can infect the person with any form of disease. However, when in contact with someone with an illness, he can absorb the illness into himself, effectively curing the person.
BASIC HISTORY: Grove grew up in Rhineland, Germany. Around the age of five, Grove became ill and seemingly, was unable to be cured. As the years went by, Grove’s condition got worse, weakening him and forcing him to live a life in quarantine. At the age of 16, his family was approached by a doctor from Ashford Asylum. The man offered to help cure his son, and requested he’d be relocated to the Asylum where they can treat him. Overjoyed at an opportunity to finally be cured, both Grove and his family agreed.
However, this promise of a cure was just a terrible lie. Instead, they experimented on him, studying how he was able to survive with such severe illnesses and doing absolutely nothing to cure him. Their suspicions about him being a mutant were confirmed when, in anger, Grove gave one of the security officers smallpox, killing him. Since then, the staff have been cautious when around the sick man. Due to his condition, he has been nicknamed “Sick” by the other inmates. It was discovered through his interaction with the others that he can take others illnesses into himself, as well as give them.
RELATIONSHIPS: none yet
OTHER:
--------------------
Grove moaned as he slumped forward, finally released from his restraints after what seemed to be hours of experimentation. His body racked with a dull pain from all the injecting, cutting, jabbing and the like. His arms and some of his torso were tightly wrapped up and his stomach felt like it was about to split in two.
He could feel the painful tugs of some of the tubs being pulled from his body, while a small few remained. His vision was blurred due to the chemicals and the weariness of his eyes. Very sound seemed to echo loudly in his head, making it almost impossible to make out any particular sound.
“That…all for today…take…back down…fourth disc.”
He could feel the familiar sensation of rubber on skin. The scientists that worked on him were always cautious to wear completely cover themselves, not leaving a single patch of skin for him to infect. His body was almost limp, the team lifted him up in placed him in his wheelchair.
The trip down to the fourth disc seemed like a blur and Grove only registered he was back where he belonged by a soft ding from the elevator.
The fourth disc. It was virtually a slums. A series of rooms that were only cleaned once per week at the least, and even then they didn’t do a good job. There was always at least one security camera in sight, and the inmates had learnt the hard way that breaking one of them was not tolerated. Virtually everything that took place down there was monitored.
The nurse and the two security that had accompanied her wheeled Grove back to his usual place before leaving. Grove was completely oblivious to his surroundings now, only the dull pain the filled his body. He was too weak to even lift his head up.
His body spasmed slightly as he fought back the urge to throw up, grunted uncomfortably as he swallowed it back down. He groaned miserably, closing his blurry eyes, hoping to rest off some of the pain going through him.
“Sick…”
Painfully, Grove slowly opened his eyes and heavily lifted his head to see who was talking to him.
TAG to anyone wanted to talk to Grove. Also, for any late sign ups, we need more staff members.