Post by TTDfollower on Jul 18, 2007 0:25:04 GMT
THE INSTITUTION
What exactly do you get when you mix some screwed up older teens and young adults with eachother? Trouble. That's all these people are asking for and just what they're going to get. Anyone lives within these walls. Well, those not deemed worthy to walk among normal citizens--killers, rapists, robbers and etc.
Built in 1890, this building was originally a home to an elderly couple. After they had passed away it had been built and built upon until deemed well for a hospital. It was pretty much a popular place for travellers and by 1960 had gained a status of being a widely known place around countries. What wasn't known was the practices taking place BEHIND the curtains.
One of the doctors was having affairs with patients and just 'throwing out' the ones who couldn't or rejected his 'offers'. One day the hospital had received a letter that they were being sued. One of the patients had actually become pregnant, when the doctor denied it being his and saying he wouldn't marry her. Well. She was sure to get revenge for him ruining her reputation.
So of course the building had become delapidated and destroyed from its abandonment, occasional partying teens would come and spray paint warnings to scare oncoming teenagers. This caused a few myths and hoaxes to appear around oncoming tourists. But it caught another man's interest.
This man was the future owner of "The Institute". He had become intrigued with the way it was built and its vivid history. But the town had every building it needed-- all but a correctional facility. So why not try and rebuild it as a correctional facility for the troubled minds? Why not? He took construction for a few years. Fun, fun. And watched the building look more and more renewed. Then they started being sent here.
But there was a problem. Ahaha. The owner was just in it for the popularity. There have been reported killings in here and yet no one tries to fix anything. They just cover it up. What's even more sick is the fact the patients actually seem to like it. Like it's their own haven. It's become so serious that the patients actually split into gangs. Take a number because..
It's TIME TO DANCE.
[[CANONS]] [[RULES]] [[MAIN PLOT]][/size]
Well, she's not bleeding on the ballroom floor
Just for the attention
Cause that's just ridiculous...ly odd.
Well, she sure is going to get it
Here's the setting
Fashion magazines line the walls now
The walls line the bullet holes
[/right]Just for the attention
Cause that's just ridiculous...ly odd.
Well, she sure is going to get it
Here's the setting
Fashion magazines line the walls now
The walls line the bullet holes
What exactly do you get when you mix some screwed up older teens and young adults with eachother? Trouble. That's all these people are asking for and just what they're going to get. Anyone lives within these walls. Well, those not deemed worthy to walk among normal citizens--killers, rapists, robbers and etc.
Have some composure
And where is your posture?
Oh, no, no!
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
[/right]And where is your posture?
Oh, no, no!
You're pulling the trigger
Pulling the trigger
All wrong
Built in 1890, this building was originally a home to an elderly couple. After they had passed away it had been built and built upon until deemed well for a hospital. It was pretty much a popular place for travellers and by 1960 had gained a status of being a widely known place around countries. What wasn't known was the practices taking place BEHIND the curtains.
Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention
Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"
[/right]Give me envy, give me malice, baby, give me a break!
When I say "Shotgun", you say "Wedding"
"Shotgun", "Wedding", "Shotgun", "Wedding"
One of the doctors was having affairs with patients and just 'throwing out' the ones who couldn't or rejected his 'offers'. One day the hospital had received a letter that they were being sued. One of the patients had actually become pregnant, when the doctor denied it being his and saying he wouldn't marry her. Well. She was sure to get revenge for him ruining her reputation.
She didn't choose this role
But she'll play it and make it sincere
So you cry, you cry
But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood
At her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams
[/right]But she'll play it and make it sincere
So you cry, you cry
But they believe it from the tears
And the teeth right down to the blood
At her feet
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams
So of course the building had become delapidated and destroyed from its abandonment, occasional partying teens would come and spray paint warnings to scare oncoming teenagers. This caused a few myths and hoaxes to appear around oncoming tourists. But it caught another man's interest.
Come on this is screaming "Photo op."
Come on
Come on
This is screaming
This is screaming
This is screaming "Photo op."
[/right]Come on
Come on
This is screaming
This is screaming
This is screaming "Photo op."
This man was the future owner of "The Institute". He had become intrigued with the way it was built and its vivid history. But the town had every building it needed-- all but a correctional facility. So why not try and rebuild it as a correctional facility for the troubled minds? Why not? He took construction for a few years. Fun, fun. And watched the building look more and more renewed. Then they started being sent here.
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams
[/right]Hiding in estrogen and boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Hiding in estrogen and wearing Aubergine dreams
But there was a problem. Ahaha. The owner was just in it for the popularity. There have been reported killings in here and yet no one tries to fix anything. They just cover it up. What's even more sick is the fact the patients actually seem to like it. Like it's their own haven. It's become so serious that the patients actually split into gangs. Take a number because..
It's TIME TO DANCE.
[[CANONS]] [[RULES]] [[MAIN PLOT]][/size]