#avengersasylumopen

[miss-betty-ross-blog]

Someone's pulled up all my roses! Who would do that!?

[lying-to-live-blog]

[She twirls on a foot as she enters the dinning area and pouts to find only a few faces]

That's okay, no, no its great! This works great too! Hi, I'm Tiffany!

[thefaceofalice-blog]

[Alice had been creeping into people's rooms and removing small items. It seemed petty, a ridiculous mischief she would have turned her nose up at, but she had some plans. She took everything to the attic, hid it away carefully, and then proceeded back downstairs. An idea occurred to her, and she collapsed in the middle of a corridor, sobbing and wailing as though her heart was breaking.]

[brucehulkbanner]

I'm Back || Open

There had been a lot of therapy. Finally, after weeks and weeks and weeks, they had managed to make the other guy come out. Not only that, but they had managed to make him come out, and not be angry. Maybe the medication was working, maybe they were just lucky. There weren't many accidents here in general. They kept Bruce sheltered rather well.

The disorder embedded with-in the disorder seemed to be somewhat curbed for now. Actually, they had no way of knowing that. All they knew was that Bruce had become very quiet for a while, stewing a bit angrily. And then he had calmed... but he certainly wasn't the doctor he had been. They were assuming that the other guy was still out. He wouldn't respond to Bruce. He wasn't Bruce.

They hoped the shift they had finally induced wasn't permanent. Banner was such a nice man, really. Hulk wasn't cooperating at all. However, they didn't have to make him stay in his quarters on the fourth floor. He hardly ever left. He didn't know how to interact with people, and he wasn't inclined to. Sure, he knew how Banner interacted with people, but that wasn't what he had wanted. They'd been sickeningly gentle with him, and he was irritated. However, he had decided that this could be to his advantage.

Actually, being able to think... this entire facility was irritating. Now that he was dominant for however long this would last, Hulk had ideas. He had to get out of here, and he would figure out how to do that. They were trying to kill him. No one wanted him. They wanted to merge things. Clearly, they wanted to break Bruce like his life had broken Hulk.

For now, he had actually left his room to scout. Hulk was currently outside, in the garden. It was kind of quiet out there because it was raining. They hadn't stopped him, though. Kind of nice how people treated you when they thought you might snap if things didn't go your way.

[richardwoodward]

How incredibly dull

This place is nothing like how it once was. 

And how awful what these people have done to decoration.

[avengersasylumclint-blog]

Does anyone else get the feeling that therapy isn't doing shit?

[charmingly-unwell-blog]

[After taking a good half hour to find a blind spot in the garden to hide from the scouting staff members, Erik sits at the base of a tree and lights a cigarette a pack he had managed to sneak in from when he'd arrived a week earlier]

God this place is overbearing.

[enchantingmight]

Don't forget: Lock the doors || Open

A small sigh escaped the blonde's rosy lips, her gaze fixed on the ceiling of her room, bored out of her mind. This place was proving itself to be more and more pointless with each passing day. What was she supposed to do after curfew? It would have been at least a small relief if she had a roommate, someone that may keep her attention at least for a short while, but she didn't even have that. Too dangerous, they said.

Well, she had had enough, having spent already a whole hour with nothing to do but stay alone in her room. She needed some stimuli and she needed it soon.

Perfect lips curved into a grin as an idea came to her mind, standing up from her bed and making her way towards the door. Sneaking out was not something she was foreign with and neither was slipping through the halls without letting any security guard or doctor see her out of her room at that time. 

She wandered around for a while, wondering if any of the other patients were out at such a time, though guessing most of them were too afraid of doing something wrong, of pissing people off. Still, a place like this was bound to have a patient or two that wasn't aware of what was right or, like her, just didn't care.

She walked for a while before she decided to make her way towards the gardens, hoping that she may find someone there who may be of use to her at that moment.

[iswearimdeadpool-blog]

Goodbye, Everyone.

Due to a series of events that was really no one's fault, I am no longer part of the Asylum RP, and would like to say farewell. Thank you to each of you I talked with, you were all splendid, and I truly enjoyed my time with everyone. I do apologize for all the stories left unfinished and songs left unsung. I know we had some wonderful plans. May the RP continue to flourish into a wonderful community and story, and may each of you have a fantastic time. If anyone would like to continue to talk to me or RP independently from AA, you may message me here, on burritovenger.tumblr.com, or ev1lqwert on Skype. Harry, I will always have the bottom half. Tony, I know not to trust them. Natasha, I'm so glad you love me. Bruce, find a good book, maybe take a nap, stay lucky. Arcade, I looked forward to working with you, stay creative. Kurt, you can have all the snacks that were with my things, even though they're probably expired. Kitty, smile once in a while. Jean, may you find the Taco Bell beyond these walls. Winter, I was looking forward to that drink.  I may still peek in to see the fine work you're doing. And with that, I bid you all adieu.

-Wade Wilson

Time for my escape!

[miss-betty-ross-blog]

Things have changed round here...

It's making me really anxious...

[perfectionistpotts-blog]

Well, I...

I suppose this is home now.  It's...certainly interesting, I-I don't think that picture frame is perfectly even, I-No.  No, I can't do this.  This is why you're here, Pepper, let's not have a repeat of last time, can't have a repeat of last time.  You're here to get better, Pepper.  You're here to get better.

[thefaceofalice-blog]

Oh my, people can see me now? Goodness, that's unexpected! 

[brucehulkbanner]

[Bruce had packed up his things and moved up to the fourth floor, to his new room: 403. Didn't higher mean worse? That couldn't be a good sign. He didn't want to move up there, but he didn't voice the concern. Why did it really matter what room he was in, hm?]

[jessicacampbelljones-blog]

Yet another pointless day.

At least no one's attacked me yet . . .

[avengersasylumclint-blog]

Lovely night, huh?

[bulletproofagent]

Peggy had been loitering in the lobby of Woodward for a while, waiting for a more formal introduction from whoever ran this hell of an asylum. She felt completely unsafe, and began to feel weak in her right leg. Stumbling over to a chair, she sighed and rubbed her temples. She was not in combat, she was not in combat. She was, at least for the time being, relatively safe.