RP Character Things

-12/25/XX recorded journal-

(5yrs old, later on in the night, after the hospital insident / all recorded journals are on her MP3 player)

            "Where is everyone? Where am I? Why does it hurt to...think? I want my mommy...and daddy...and sister and brother....where are they? Who are these people? I want to go home.

Blood...so much blood..."

-3/17/XX recorded journal-

(5yrs old)

            "They still won't tell me where I am. They won't let me see my family...I want to go home...why can't I go home? Was I a bad girl? What are all these things hooked up to me? Why do they keep taking me to the doctors? I keep telling them mommy already did that this year and I don't feel sick."

-11/24/XX recorded journal-

(6 yrs old)

            "They made me play with a sharp toy today. It was fun. Then I stabbed the guy. But he wasn't mad, he said I did good. He said I was special. Then we had lunch."

-2/14/XX recorded journal-

(8 yrs old)

             "I can beat up all the dummies now. But they still won't let me play with kids. I asked them where are the kids? Aren't there more kids in the world? Why can't I go outside? No one will answer me. They pretend I'm not talking. When I went to the doctor today, he made me mad. I asked him why I was here and he wouldn't answer me. Then he pricked my finger with something and it hurt. I got mad. I don't remember what happened, but there was alot of blood. He must have been ok, cuz  he yelled at me...told me I was here because I'm a murdered. I'm a bad girl."

-8/12/XX recorded journal-

(8 yrs old)

              "After that doctor visit, they made me stay in my room. They wouldn't let me eat until I finished all the things on the list. It took me... 2 days... Then they made me try new things and showed me a new game. They put this thing on my head and I could see all the pictures in my head. The game was wierd, but I beat it. All the people were dead by the time I was done. Oh! They are gonna let me out tomorrow. Said I did good enough to go out."

-12/24/XX recorded journal-

(9 yrs old)

           "They told me I had to kill all the bad people, so I did. They told me if I didn't, then I'd be a bad person. I don't want to be a bad person.  They made  me kill all them - everyone...ladies...men...kids..."

-1/2/XX recorded journal-

(9 yrs old)

           "They showed me a new game. I played it all week. It will be time soon to go out and kill again.  There are so many bad people in the world. They all need to die."

-4/1/XX recorded journal-

(9 yrs old)

           "There were monsters out there, among all the people. Lots of monsters. Everything is dying. So much blood... so many bodies. It takes a while to get to them now...it's so dirty out there. Some body needs to clean up.

            The bodies split like butter. It was so easy ti kill them. People are like butter. The monsters are like crusty pie. Hard shells...gooey insides..."

-12/25/XX recorded journal-

(10 yrs old)

              "I didn't mean to do it. It was an accident. I can't stay here anymore...These people are crazy. There was so much pain. I can't stand the pain. I want to go home! These people are monsters. I want to go home."

-12/28/XX recorded journal-

(10 yrs old)

              "I've been in solitary for 3 days now. They won't let me out. They said I did it on purpose. That I killed and injured all those doctors. I didn't. I didn't mean to. They hurt me first."

-8/14/XX recorded journal-

(11 yrs old)

             "It's almost been a...year now. The only company I have is the training dummies and the food trays. Oh well, they set in the game machine again. Maybe I'll try that for a while. It's kind of fun. Lots of people to kill and no mess to worry about. Will they ever let me out again?"

-5/20/XX recorded journal-

(12 yrs old)

              "It's so lonely in this room.... I wish there were people in here with me. I get a visitor tomorrow - a doctor of course. No one else would come in here. I've almost beaten the entire game. They'll have to get me a new one soon. I'm getting bored."

-5/21/XX recorded journal-

(12 yrs old)

              "I don't like doctors anymore. Not at all. He wasn't very nice. It was a strange check up, very different then the others. No machines to be hooked up to and he had a small book with him. He was taking  notes for a while before he got any closer to me. He told me I was about ready, that I could make more like me now. Then he did something I didn't like. He tried to touch me. It felt weird, maybe it could have been nice, but he was mean about it. I didn't like it at all. Then...well I don't remember what happened. Just the blood. That's all I remember - all the blood everywhere...and it wasn't mine. That was the last visitor I got for a long time."

-10/20/XX recorded journal-

(14 yrs old)

                 "They still have me here. Locked up. Alone. In the dark now. They'veleft me with a gun, a blade and several targets that reform after beingdestroyed. Food only comes twice a day. Once in the noon time...once atnight. I don't know how long I can take this...I can't stay here. Ineed to leave...

Maybe I am just a killer...a murderer... Idon't know anymore. No one will talk to me...no one will let me out. Ihaven't seen the sky in years. Why am I still here? If all they wantedme to do was kill, well I haven't killed anyone in a long time...Why amI here? Why am I still here?"

-9/1/XX recorded journal-

(15 yrs old)

                   "I don't understand it. It makes no sense. They take me, teach me andthen leave me to rot. Humans. I wish they'd just die already. I want toleave.  Why can't I leave like they do and go home? Why is my workpermanantly here?"

-12/11/XX recorded journal-

(15 yrs old)

                "Sleep...eat...kill...sleep...eat...kill...KILL...SLEEP...EAT....KILL...EAT...SLEEP

...kill...kill...kill...kill....eat...sleep...kill...kill...kill...kill...kill...eat...kill...

kill...kill...kill...eat...sleep...  It could drive someone crazy... to do this all day

every day...They've given my live things to kill...I don't know what they are...

They look human...but not really...oh well...what must die, must die...Maybe

they'll let me out...maybe I'll find a way out..."

-5/5/XX recorded journal-

(16 yrs old)

                   "Die. Everything must die."

-11/6/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                   "Why haven't they fed me yet?"

-11/8/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                 "Two days...still no food. Where the hell is everyone? They haven'teven given me some live kills yet? What's going on? I didn't doanything to deserve this!"

-11/10/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                  "This is wrong. I shouldn't have to ask for food. They've always fedme, even when they hated me. I'm so hungry....I want something toeat...."

-11/13/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                  "I can't take this anymore...I need food. I need food. I'm notwaiting... there has to be a way out...there has to be...."

-11/14/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                    "It feels good to find food. Dumb people, those doors are weak.

Strange, I haven't seen anyone. There's no one here..."

-11/15/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                     "It took me a while, but I'm finally out of that building. Who knew people built buildings inside of buildings under more buildings? People are strange... I''ll explore the street tomorrow, it's getting darker - as if that possible. There's no sun that I can see. I'll stay inside one more night, then I'll see what's really out there..."

-11/16/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                  "The world looks worse then I last remember. I know things were broken before and the damage of war was more than clear - but now - it looks like the planet has been torn apart. Most of the building are crumbling, there's trash and debre everywhere... I haven't seen a single person all afternoon. Even before there were people out and about, regardless of all the bomb droppings and missile launches. The streets have large creators - I can see the sewers and other thins below the ground. Where is everyone? There has to be someone around.... perhaps this city is deserted? I'll have to travel fast... to where... I don't know... but I need to find someone. It's freaky like this... It's hard to see through all the smog. The sun looks like a dull ball in the sky and I can't even see what color the sky is...Everything is so....dark."

-11/20/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                  "Four days...four days wondering through this desolate city. Still nothing...except strange creatures...I don't know what they are...I've never seen anything this...horrid.  I remember....there were some, not a lot, but some strange creatures a while ago, but they weren't this...demented. Ugh, still were are the people? I need to sleep...."

-12/5/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                   "How strange and simple these monsters are... All they do is kill, eat and sleep...Like me...Am I a monster?"

-12/25/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                   "Today was interesting. I've aquired a...friend. I'm not sure what gender it is, but it's small and...oddly cute. Those larger creatures were picking on it...I saved it."

-12/28/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                   "Still no people, just monsters - everywhere. I had to take cover in a strange store. The sign was broken, most of the letters were torn off. Not sure what it once said as all there was left was Azing. Ah, there were odd things inside. Stange packaged things of all sorts of shapes and sizes...odd blow-up dolls and movies. Old movies I guess...There were a lot of naked people on the covers... Some of the things vibrated...hehheh, they tickle. Dunno what they're for, but they sure are funny. Maybe I'll take some with me?"

-12/29/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                  "Those movies are crazy!!! What the hell was he doing to her?!? Why didn't he stop? She was screaming and everything... What they hell is this? Gah. People are...monsters."

-12/30/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                  "I couldn't help but watch more...it was odd...the last one was sweet...As much as I'd like to stay and finish watching all of these, I need to go. I need to find people or some one any one that isn't a monster..."

-2/23/XX recorded journal-

(17 yrs old)

                    "I don't understand. There isn't a person to been - even outside this city. Where is everyone? I've sent out my pet and it can not find anyone either. I don't like this...it's so quiet...and  lonely..."