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Post by molly kyro james on Jul 16, 2010 8:15:12 GMT -7
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I FEEL THE PRESSURE ITS COMING DOWN ON ME ITS TURNING ME BLACK AND BLUE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - There were always screams and cries being heard around the halls of this place. Molly had grown very used to it. She'd been here for three years now and she refused to let them effect her at all. Today was no exception. The terrified shrieks and yells filled the halls of the asylum and a few very loud and terrified screams could be heard coming from Molly's room. One would expect she would be the one scared and screaming.....one who was new at least. Molly had never let out a shriek of terror in all her time here. She'd let out a few yells of pain but none from terror.
Why should she be scared? she had her trusty hatchet to keep her company! And that was the exact reason for the screams coming from her room. A nurse had dared enter her room to try and sedate her for treatment and, of course, Molly didn't like that much. So now, Molly had the nurse in a corner and her axe was raised. As she swung down she felt a pair of strong hands throw her back. She yelled angrilly and jumped up but not before two more hands had her and the stronger guards were restraining her.
Before long she was sitting in a chair with a straight jacket on. She grumbled to herself as the group left to treat the nurse. After all, Molly had landed a few hits on the lady. She yelled after them. "Let Me F*cking Go!" she bellowed. She fought with no success against the restraint and finally settled down ten minutes later. "Let me go!!!" she screamed. She let out an angry yell and sat still. There was no point fighting it. She just didn't want to be alone. She didn't want a doctor here, no...but she wanted someone. The girl didn't like to be lonely.
There was no promise that she wouldn't kill them but she wouldn't do it instantly like she did for the doctors, nurses and guards. She hated them. They were useless and deserved death in her eyes. Everyone else got a fair shot though. She didn't mind most people but as soon as the annoyed her or got on her nerves or made her mad....she hit them with her axe. They didn't call her Molly Hatchet for nothing. She lived by the axe and she'd die by the axe. That was the way she rolled. She was a true juggalette for life.
She sighed and began humming. Before long she was singing...well...rapping. "We all gonna die. But I'm Not Gonna Fry. Even though most never try I'm not gonna let this pass me by no!" she paused and flipped her hair back. She didn't want it to mess up her face paint. "Got shot! The murder was hainus! The bullet went in my eyeball and out my ainus!" she laughed lightly and nodded her head along as she rapped to the song, waiting on someone to walk by the open door so she could yell at them to help her out of this stupid jacket thing. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED: open WORDS: five hundred and seventeen LYRICS: Escape The Fate NOTES: it's short i'm sorry. the next post will be better
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lilian maria suzadail
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KITTY GOES MEOW!
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Post by lilian maria suzadail on Jul 16, 2010 12:32:03 GMT -7
*I'll watch the night turn light-blue [/size] But it's not the same without you~[/font] [/center] Pour me a heavy dose of A T M O S P H E R E* [/size][/center] Lilian had been in this place three months seventeen days forty six minutes and twenty three no twenty four seconds. Her nurse tugged her by her tutu. She frowned. and started to cry Woman your hurting me!"She sobbed weakly before instantly switching moods "Get the F*ck off of me you stupid a*s woman!" she screamed before punhing the woman in the face. The woman fell to the floor and she cried for help. Lily stomped her face in a few times "Poor lady meow" she giggled and licked her hand before walking away.
She entered the area where they held the "BAD" people. But werent all the people in this place bad. She thought. She ran her hand along the doors and sang a song about fish and her liking of them. She stopped when she saw a rather odd looking girl wearing clown make up bobbing her head to what seemed like imaginary music. She put her ear up to the door and heard the girl rapping the song about people dying made her snicker. The womans a killer meow" she giggled
[/font][/blockquote][/blockquote] NOTES;; OMG kitty is afraid of clowns=X.X= SN: sorry its so effin short I'll do better but I had to leave.! WORDS;; 200 CLOTHES;; Watchu' wearin'?! TAG;; Crazy looking clown girl CREDIT;; Caitlin_Express@CAUTION2.0 LYRICS;; Vanilla Twilight;; Owl City
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Post by molly kyro james on Jul 16, 2010 13:22:16 GMT -7
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I FEEL THE PRESSURE ITS COMING DOWN ON ME ITS TURNING ME BLACK AND BLUE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Molly was really into the song by now. "I look around! It's everything I dreamed of! Everybody and their momma got clown love!" she looked at the door and noticed a girl with colorful hair by the door. She paused and perked up. Molly felt her sinister smirk spread over her face. She didn't always mean to look like she was about to kill someone. It just happened. She stopped her rhyming and opened her mouth to speak.
"Hey!" she hollared. "Hey you! Come here!" she shouted. She struggled a little bit against the straight jacket. "Let me out of this thing and give me that hatchet!" she nodded toward the corner. "Fucking nurse needs to learn her lesson." she growled. She fought a little more against her restraints and shot the girl a threatening look. If she didn't let her out now, Molly would remember her and chop her head off later. She shifted again and growled. She didn't like being held back at all.
She mumbled a lyric under her breath and sighed. She was bored and this chick needed to hurry. "Ay yo....hurry the fuck up please." she snapped, tired of waiting on this chick to hurry and undo the belts. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - TAGGED: open WORDS: two oh two! CRAAPP! LYRICS: Escape The Fate NOTES: it's short i'm sorry. the next post will be better...this time i swear!!! but yeah i was crunched on time here too
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lilian maria suzadail
[*]//ocd\\[*]//bipolar\\[*]//anorexic\\[*]//heroin addict\\
KITTY GOES MEOW!
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Post by lilian maria suzadail on Jul 16, 2010 14:25:04 GMT -7
*I'll watch the night turn light-blue [/size] But it's not the same without you~[/font] [/center] Pour me a heavy dose of A T M O S P H E R E* [/size][/center] There it was again her bipolarness "B*tch who the F*ck you think ya rushing!" she spat although she opened the door a smile on her face. The woman still looked like a killer it didnt bother her though. She giggled "No Im going to take my good ol sweet time" she giggled. Picking up the clowns axe she swung it. "This thing is pretty" she said calm again She was still singing her song about liking fish. She got half way and stopped she looked at the axe and smiled. "Can I borrow this if I let you go?" she asked sharply no fear in her voice just slight threat. She gave the girl a glare back.
She walked closer to the girl but was stopped once again. She pulled out a tissue and started to scrub on the axed "This thing is dirty." she continued to rub it roughly. She then got mad "This stuff is not coming the f*ck off" she threw the Axe down and out of her way before continuing to walk towards the girl. She started unfastening the the latches "You dont know how to get out of these things and you been in here how long?" she raised brow softly. Within the first three weeks she had been in the "Jacket" like twenty two times and there are only twenty one days in three weeks. As she finished she undid the things so the girl could move her arms.
she giggled [/color][/size][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote] NOTES;; OMG kitty is afraid of clowns=X.X= SN: sorry its so effin short I'll do better but I had to leave.! WORDS;; 247 >.< SHIZZ! CLOTHES;; Watchu' wearin'?! TAG;; Crazy looking clown girl CREDIT;; Caitlin_Express@CAUTION2.0 LYRICS;; Vanilla Twilight;; Owl City
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Post by molly kyro james on Jul 17, 2010 6:42:31 GMT -7
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I FEEL THE PRESSURE ITS COMING DOWN ON ME ITS TURNING ME BLACK AND BLUE - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This chick was quickly getting on Molly's bad side. She raised a brow as the girl picked up her axe. She didn't say anything out loud because she didn't want the girl to walk off and leave her here. She rolled her eyes. This place was so much better back when they simply threw her in a straight jacket. She could have easilly gotten out if that was the case. But since she had gotten out so many times, and she was such a high risk, they'd gotten harsher on her.
She watched the girl try to clean the blood stains off her axe and gritted her teeth. No one fucked with her axe. No one! She fought the urge to yell at this chick right then because she needed the buckles undone so she could get rid of the cuffs around her wrists. When she was loose, holy shit this chick would pay. She finally opened her mouth when the girl asked about how she couldn't get out of the jacket. She smirked. "When you've gotten out as many times as I have...they cuff you." she said, obviously annoyed. She wasn't too fond of this girl and as soon as her hands were out of the jacket, Molly stood up. She crossed the room to the door and looked on the table next to it. They had left the key. she laughed. Morons. She picked it up and awkwardly, seeing as how human hands werent meant to twist that way, unlocked the cuffs. She was finally free and she turned to the girl after closing and locking the door.
She snarled lightly. "Now lets get one thing straight..." she said threateningly. "You never touch my axe...ever again..." she hissed. "Unless you want someone cleaning your blood off it next." she bent over and picked up her weapon off the floor. She shot one more glance at the girl before looking in the mirror and fixing her face paint. "Now get out." she spat. She brushed her hair back and sighed. She wasn't in the mood for this chick to stick around and if she did...heaven help her. She wouldn't hesitate to swing her axe.
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