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Post by ira on Jun 30, 2009 21:04:04 GMT -5
*Inspired from a health camp rp on a different forum. Where do the sick go to get well? Usually a doctor. Unfortunately, this is a little more serious than the sniffles. Every person at Uretunutee Mental Health Camp is a lost teen with a serious problem -- be it a mental illness, an addiction, or other major psychological issues. Da rulez: :)Bring in an OC and ONLY an OC. ^^ ;)They must have some form of MAJOR mental health problem/addiction/etc. :DYou may also play a doctor :(No Mary-Sues! :-*Please use this: Name: Appearance: Age: Mental Health Issue (MHI): Backstory: My character: Name: Lee "Leek" Miller Appearance: (no pic as of yet) A too tall, too skinny boy with wild, multi-colored and damaged (stiff bleh) hair. Usually wears shorter clothes (jeans look like capris) due to thin waist and loooong legs. Has thick rectangle-shaped glasses. Age: 17 MHI: Addiction to LSD, drinks heavily, chain smoker Backstory: A once bright young man from a neglectful family became a drug addict at an early age. He was sent to UMHC when he was arrested (again) for petty theft; authorities gave him a choice of UMHC or adult jail. Calls himself Leek because his driver's license lists his name as "Miller, Lee K.," and he was a little too high to remember it was only Lee most of the time. Name: Rebecca "Becca" Lawrence Appearance: Age: 14 MHI: Dissocial personality disorder or DPD, which causes her to have little empathy, learn nothing from experience/punishment, defy social norms, be very self-centered, and to be very aggressive and frustrated towards other people. Backstory: Becca seemed to be a selfish, yet normal child until she reached the age of 12, when she began acting out violently on others and acting like a much younger child over very small matters. Her disorder is technically "untreatable" but the good people at UMHC have taken her in from her parents (who are at their wit's end with fighting and her ridiculous self-centeredness), and they are planning an experimental group treatment for her. She's here to try and interact with others under tight supervision (since she's psychopathic, according to her doctors).
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Post by yahikochan on Jun 30, 2009 21:17:42 GMT -5
Name: Noah Filister Appearance: Age: 25 Mental Health Issue (MHI): secretly suffers from inferiority complex and drinks heavily Backstory: After his wife was found in bed with another man who happened to be his best friend, Noah was devastated and relocated to another city. He works as a counselor/doctor at the camp, but he may be able to use some counseling himself. Name: Dominic Cooper Appearance: Age: 17 Mental Health Issue (MHI): suffers from panic attacks and cuts himself Backstory: Dominic was the king of his school; beautiful, popular, team captain on his basketball team, dating the lead cheerleader, straight A's. You name it, he had it. However, he was not as happy as he appeared. He was under so much pressure to be perfect that he started suffering from panic attacks and soon started cutting himself to relieve the stress. When his parents discovered this, he was sent away to camp, though not before getting dumped by his girlfriend. Name: Zachary Christopherson Appearance: Age: 16 Mental Health Issue (MHI): rage issues Backstory: Lived in foster care most of his life, and has been an angry, hateful child since his parents died. He got sent to the camp after pushing a girl down a flight of stairs after she laughed at him. He's been there for a year.
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Post by goten0040 on Jun 30, 2009 21:47:29 GMT -5
Name: Allison Carraway Appearance: Age: 19 Mental Health Issue: Anorexic Backstory: Allison (Ally, for short) was admitted into the hospital at sixteen-years-old, when she only weighed 78 pounds. With a lot of work, she's managed to get up to 105 pounds, but her weight still fluctuates as she attempts to keep her disease under control. She's relapsed six times, mainly because of her mother, who has never failed to comment on her weight. her mother raised her to be a performer - and she loves singing and acting, but her mother has put it into her head that she'll never make it if she's not thin. The school forces her to eat, and when she relapses, she's usually either been discharged or has run away. She's under heavy watch now. She worries she'll never get out. Name: Dr. Kenneth Martin Appearance: Age: 32 MHI: Addicted to pain-killers. Backstory: He joined the the camp in hopes of helping children - though admittedly, he's fallen far from his initial goal. After he was attacked by a patient, he was injured and during the healing process, he began to take more and more pain pills. Though he does his best to help the others, his addiction is steadily getting the better of him. He swears his back still hurts him, but he's aware that it's phantom pains. He hopes to beat his addiction.
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Post by UndeadTiger on Jul 4, 2009 23:56:51 GMT -5
Name: Anya Appearance: -picture coming soon- Black hair, green/hazel eyes, average height & weight, puck rock style. Age: Nineteen MHI: Severe anxiety & depression, suicidal, becomes enraged easily, can become violent, PTSD. Back story: She has lived with her now in-home separated parents her entire life, and still does. Her aforementioned symptoms have been noticeable since the age of four. She had begged her parents to get her out of school, the pressure being too much, along with her health and family problems, but they made her stick it out. She didn't have many friends at school, but nonetheless she went all the way through grade school and eventually graduated. She doesn't plan to go to college anytime soon, her first priority is to get out of her parents house and live on her own, but she instead ends up at Uretunutee. Name: Samuel (Sam) Appearance: Age: Seventeen MHI: Avoidant Personality Disorder (shy), Paranoid Personality Disorder (distrusting), cigarette smoker. Back story: He was left with his drunk mother at the age of ten, about three years later things started to turn upside down for him. He entered the same high school as Anya and he noticed some similarities between her and his mother, and emotionally became attached to her without anyone knowing. While he has never made contact with Anya, he knows there's something about her that he's drawn to, he feels that there's something he can do to help her. Once Anya graduated from high school Samuel dropped out, he had no reason for going. Now that they're not in the same school he has lost all trace of her... until they meet up at Uretunutee.
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Post by Edward's Alter Ego on Jul 5, 2009 2:58:34 GMT -5
((I want to join, but I'll post my OC later.))
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Post by yahikochan on Jul 23, 2009 20:51:49 GMT -5
((Hey, when can we start?))
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Post by ira on Jul 24, 2009 1:32:09 GMT -5
((i was gonna wait on cathy, but if she wants to jump in later, that's ok, too. now i guess. XD )) It was a lovely, bright and sunny day outside the whitewashed walls of the block building known as Uretunutee Mental Health Camp. Outside, buses and cars stopped to allow out a few passengers. One of which was a tall, lanky boy with drastically untamed hair and rectangle glasses. He shifted his ducktaped duffle bag from one shoulder to the next and shielded his eyes. Damn the sun and damn that white building. What he'd give for a cigarette. A security officer walked up to him and directed him inside. The guard waited for more teens.
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Post by yahikochan on Jul 24, 2009 13:23:30 GMT -5
Dominic crawled off the bus, tossing his bag over his shoulder, portraying the ultimate image of cool-headedness. He honestly didn't look like he belonged there with his gleaming bronze hair and expensive clothes. He looked healthy and calm, unlike most of the other kids climbing off the bus. The only thing that was off-putting was his obvious displeasure on his face.
He kicked a pebble and ran a hand through that perfect hair, breathing in through his nose. He did seem calm enough on the outside. Inside, he was screaming.
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Noah had just finished counseling a young boy and was walking across the lawn when he saw the new 'campers' arriving. He blinked, watching for a moment or two, before turning away towards his office.
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Post by ira on Jul 26, 2009 0:11:53 GMT -5
Becca glared out her window at the new arrivals. New people, new problems. She had trouble just remembering the old one's names. Not that it mattered; the doctors would yell at her for nothing anyway. She was hopeless to them. Who cared if she thought she was so great? She WAS.
Despite the rules, she left her room wearing only her pajamas so she could go to her next appointment.
Screw all of them.
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Post by UndeadTiger on Aug 1, 2009 20:14:02 GMT -5
Sam softly groaned, starting to come out of his light slumber as the bus came to a halt. He looked around in a daze, seemingly figuring out where he was, how he got there, and where his things were all at the same time.
He sat in the far back, right corner of the shorter than normal yellow "school" bus. Sam looked out the window to the tall and wide building to his right, it hit him that this was his new home, preferably temporary.
Samuel slid out from his seat and stood in the isle of the bus, stretching from the long ride. He grabbed his stuffed duffel bag and slung his back-pack over his shoulder, starting his way to the exit of the bus once everyone else was gone.
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A silent and lifeless sheriff car pulled up behind the bus. In the back seat was an older teen sprawled across the entire back seat, her belongings on the floor.
Anya slowly sat up and peered out the tinted window, she let out an exasperated sigh. She could see the heads of her fellow camp attendees turn in her direction, exactly what she needed.
Anya quickly sat up, stiffening her back. She smoothed out her skirt and tee, and re-laced her combat boots. Slipping on her favorite pair of "bad-ass" sunglasses, she shoved the car door open and placed a foot on the dusty ground, appearing in front of the small crowd for the first time. Anya gave the campus another disgusted look before reaching back into the cop car and grabbing her many belongings.
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Post by yahikochan on Aug 5, 2009 14:27:57 GMT -5
Dominic looked back at his fellow new campers and ran a hand through his hair. What am I DOING here? He thought. This wasn't a place for a guy like him. He was captain of the basketball team. He was a straight A student. He was good-looking. So what if he had a panic attack on occasion? So what if there were a couple of scars on his wrists? His family had severely over-reacted.
Right?
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Zachary lolled his head back over the chair he was sitting in, staring at the clock on the wall behind him. He'd been put in confinement for attacking one of the girls when they were having extra curricular activities. Hopefully he'd be let out soon. He hated the all white rooms. He looked like a speck of dirt in those rooms being dressed in all black.
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Post by ira on Aug 7, 2009 13:41:01 GMT -5
"Just great," muttered Leek. In all the confusion of getting everyone where they belong, he'd gotten lost, but he had gone down the right hallway. But where was his room?
It was almost like a horror movie...he twitched a little...a cigarette would be great right now. Or acid. Something. Hell, he was barely allowed to have caffine.
He wandered around and looked for about another minute or so before just deciding to sit on the ground. Some orderly, doctor, or even a guard would come and find him.
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Becca had stopped by the door instead of going to her appointment to watch the others walk in. What was a jock doing here? In normal clothes? That was new. The rest of them looked pretty typical though; goth or spindly-looking girls and downtrodden-faced boys.
She tapped her fuzzy slippers on the ground and leaned against the doorframe and wondered what it would take to lift a snickers bar from the cafeteria.
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Post by UndeadTiger on Sept 18, 2009 10:51:24 GMT -5
Samuel stood at the top of the fifteen long and wide stairs that lead up to the entrance of the dorms. He stood there in awe, peering inside, seeing nothing but pristine white, something he hadn't seen since he had been in high school. Sam continued inside, knowing he had no choice, and looked in all directions. There were three long hallways, one to his left, right, and one right before him. Not knowing where to go he opted to ask en elderly woman who sat behind a desk, again in white.
"Excuse me," he softly asked, immediately regretting it, wanting to run off and hide, "I need to know where I'm staying."
After exchanging his name and showing an ID, he was given a welcome packet and a slip with his room number and roommate; room - 305, roommate - N/A. Samuel loudly sighed, relived that he didn't have to share a room with anyone. Wanting to get out of the growing crowd inside the entrance hall he hurried to the elevator, pressed the up button, and waited to ride up to his empty room.
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Walking with a stiff attitude, Anya carried an extra large duffel bag, an over packed backpack, and a messenger bag. Already having received her information, she headed straight for the elevator, though just missing it. She groaned under her breath, and pressed the up button, waiting for it to come back down and pick her up, taking her to room 306.
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