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Noah Ackerman

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About Noah Ackerman

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  • Birthday January 26

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    Human.....Human is all I am
  • Location
    Far far away from all of you humans
  • Interests
    Roleplaying cosplaying going to conventions and scaring the shit out of people
  • Occupation
    Don't got one

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  1. Veronica looked at the male named Marlin who was now sitting beside her, they seemed to be in the same scenario. Mouth guards and straight jackets, she didn't respond before he got closer which caused her to lean away from him growling. "I did something bad....to protect myself. Leave me alone dumbass." she snapped with a soft hiss her eyes narrowing. The brunette saw the new male come in with a weird grin without some teeth, disgusting men as usual. She thought quietly before smacking her head back against the wall closing her eyes. "Get me out....get me out....get me the fuck out!" she screamed getting up and kicking the radio over and smashing it with her foot screaming out of control as some nurses came in. She kept screaming and screaming until she felt a sharp pinch in her neck from a needle injecting sedatives into her blood strain.
  2. Everything is so dark.... Where am I? A girl around the age of 21 laid on the ground of a room with padded walls restrained with a straight jacket, dark grape colored bruises covered her neck. Her eyes had the darkest dark circles anyone could have, along with the sense of death coming from her eyes. Veronica. Her name was Veronica, she had long black hair that flowed down her shoulders and high cheek bones that could be kill a man. Everything was blurry, just big blurry shapes. The only thing she really could make out was the door in front of her with bars going down the open window. What did she do to end up here? She thought to herself as she sat up slowly falling back almost but managed. "Hello?" she called out her voice soft and raspy. Nothing, just the sounds of groans from other what you could call cells. Along with frantic mumbling and laughing from down the hallway. Veronica took her time standing up going to the door before she fell back as a man with rounded glasses and slicked back blonde hair looked through the small window. He wrote down a few notes on a cracked clipboard, "Veronica Wisely....Mentally unstable....shock therapy seemed effective.... " he mumbled as he wrote down his notes before noticing her trying to figure out who he was. A small smirk came to his face, "Morning sunshine....you feeling the need to slit your wrists again?" he asked as Veronica started to remember everything. It all came back before a sharp shock of pain busted through her head. "AGH!" she groaned loudly as the male chuckled. "Fucking insane whore." With that Another memory came to Veronica. This male was Dr. Thomas D Smith. The lead doctor of the insane asylum she was put in. "Have fun dear...the nurses will take you down when social hour is near." he said banging on the door walking away. Veronica panted then screamed trying to get out of the straight jacket. "YOUR INSANE! I'M NOT INSANE!" she screamed as tears streamed down her face. "I'M NOT INSANE I'M NOT INSANE!" Hours later Veronica was taken to a room where other people rocked in chairs or sat in corners holding blankets and stuffed animals, a radio played with old swing music playing. She groaned as she now had a muzzle on from trying to bite a nurse along with the same straight jacket she was in. She was put in a chair near the radio, her eyebrows furrowed as she scanned the small room scoffing at everyone she saw. "I'm clearly more stable then half the idiots in this place." she growled. (Hey there! Just a heads up later on I will be posting character descriptions on my own account if you want to know background info or you can leave that up to the roleplay to reveal! I will be roleplaying Veronica and Dr. Thomas D Smith as well! Have fun! Please write at least four to five sentences before submitting so it makes it easier to reply! Thanks! -Noah ? )
  3. Bea: She growled at him and gave him a cold look as he spoke before pulling out her journal from her bag. She heard the bang of him hitting his head and couldn't help but snicker "Karma." she muttered before giving him a nod "Whatever old man."
  4. Victor watched her walk out and waved a little before looking around the cafe seeing how bare it was for what time it was. "weird." he mumbled under his breath before hearing his phone buzz. He grabbed it out from his back pocket and checked it, a small smile came to his face. He responded back with "Waddup."
  5. Bea: She rolled her eyes sending him a soft glare, she sighed a little looking down then spoke up. "Beatrice," she mumbled before watching the blade hit the floor in front of her. "I am thinking what I am doing plus I'm not a kid. I'm not trusting of anyone so I don't plan on treating someone I don't know with respect until I get to know them."
  6. Bea:"Your not so smart jackass." she pulled out a switchblade from her boot, Bea let out a short heavy sigh before rolling her eyes "It's kinda hard when you are sleeping and their is a guy going through your bag while your knocked out." she snapped pulling herself up from the floor and stretching. "Go ahead and keep the blade and I will stay up since I can't sleep now"
  7. Bea: Bea heard the rattling of the male looking through her bag, once he walked away she turned around and gave him a dark glare. "Stay the fuck out of my stuff. You do that one more time and I'll slit your throat and feed you to the zombies." she growled rubbing her eye.
  8. Bea: "Trust me I already know I am ready for hardly any sleep!" she spoke sarcastically taking a seat on the ground leaning up against one of the walls.
  9. Bea:"You think I would just leave you to die? The way you handled that last situation proved that you really are pretty weak." she ran in behind him looking around at the small cafe. She set down her bag with a huff then nodded "Yeah I guess." she shrugged pushing some hair out of her face,
  10. The winds blew through the large oak trees outside of the small apartment window, the leaves slowly fell to the ground as the sun rose from the horizon slowly. It's rays basking a light across the city skyline. The baby blue curtains lined the window blocking most of the rays of the sun from creeping their way into the room onto the black blob lying on the bed. One single strand of light made its way through onto the "blobs" face. The blob was a male named Victor Blank, he had the eyes of a killer sometimes while other times he could have the gentlest eyes anyone had ever seen. Followed by his eyes his hair was the other outstanding thing about him, it a deep purple color all throughout. Of course, it was dyed. He groaned as his eyes met with the bright light which wasn't helping him much with waking up from his slumber. "Ugh." he muttered pulling himself up from the bed and scratching the back of his head to notice what time it was. "Shit! I'm late oh no no no no no no." he threw the blanket off him seeing his alarm didn't go off and it was around noonish. He proceeded to throw on clothes his tie half on and half off as he darted through the door trying to make himself look presentable almost tripping over his cat Nickilo. Before anything else could happen to ruin his day he was out of the apartment building onto the sidewalk making his way down the street to a small cafe bumping into people on the way. "Sorry! Excuse me! Pardon!" he called out running across the street almost being hit by a taxi driver. The bell of the cafe rung as the customers looked at him his appearance looking terrible and messy. He ran behind the counter into the back throwing on an apron and fixing the tie and his vest putting a smile on his face. God this day couldn't have started off in a way better way.
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