((Homg, not her. xDDD ;c It's just like "OMG. D:", don't ask.))

Daniel felt himself snap. It was too much, this clas.s. The girl yelling at something that wasn't there, cryign her eyes out, some guy with a mask over his face. The whole damn school was screwed up. His head went forward, when the mask hit him. He felt the warm blood trickle down his head, and he began a violent reign of cursing. He stood, bent down, and picked up the mask. It was heavy and dense, perfect. Aiming at the window, he threw it through the window. The shatter of glas.s satsified him. He smirked, then faced the people.

"You people are so damn -bad word- up! Hell, my mentality beats yours. Why am I even in this place? Screw everyone. -bad word- it. Seriously." He was twitiching crazily, his eyes burning with fury. He had had it. Enough was enough. He strode to the door, holding up both middle fingers as he exited the clas.sroom. He slammed the door, which was a bad choice. His nerves frayed, and he felt like sobbing, and stabbing something. Shaking his head, tears streaming from his eyes, grin plastered on his face, he headed to his room.

His tic still hadn't stopped, and he knew he looked like a freak. Face it, he told himself. You are a freak. Will always be a freak. Cursing out everyone, being nice and cold, not showing emotion. Well you sure blew that today, buddy. He yanked open the door, it swinging backwards and forcefully hitting the wall. he sat on his bed, thinking. Thinking thoughts he had already thoughts, and new thoughts. Wondering why he so rude, it couldn't be entirely his illness. At least I have that as an excuse. Soon, doctors and the school's physchiatrist came it, askign what had happened. He only shook his head, staring.

((...fail post. D: I'm brain dead. Will be for at least another day.))

((Alright. XD))

Elessandra continued sobbing until Daniel left and the teacher came over and comforted her. He convinced her to get up and hand in her paper, wether it was finished or not. After that, the teacher decided she didn't need to deal with doing the rest of cla.sses. She shuffled out of the cla.ssroom slowly, her face crusty from the multitude of tears had streamed down it. She opened her locker, shoved her books in, and walked to the bathroom. She went to the sink. Looking at herself, she sniffled. "I need to apolagise..." She whispered, Reaching under the sink nd into the cabinet to retrieve a cloth. She wet it down with hot water and scrubbed the dried tears off her cheeks. They were a bit raw when she finished, and she set them on the counter, sighing and trying to get her bearings. She only heard whispers, and they were from herm ost likely only friend of her hallucinations. Another small cat appeared on the floor. It was pure white with silvery eyes and a moon shape on it's forehead. It's ears was chipped and it had a soft blue aura around it. Everything will be fine, dear. Salim will not bother you. Elle looked at her hopefully. "R-Really Myra?" She asked in a sniffly voice. Yes, My dear. Now go and find that boy. Elle nodded obediantly and she raced out of the bathroom.

By the time she reached the dorms the docters and psychiatrists had left. She slowly opend the creaky door. She had a bunk bed across the room from Daniel, but it was heavily protected. Clear Plexi-gl*censored* was around it, and it was only raised/lowered if people outside hit a switch for bedtime and morning, or if the pressed a button that momentarily raised it right outside the walls. She found Daniel laying on his own bed. She slipped in and shut the door quietly, Her face looking guilty, but it was hard to tell through her bangs. "I- I'm sorry.... I didn't mean to freak out like that..."

((Sorry, I have to leave for school in a minute)).

Gah!  Raven thought.  "I am finally healthy again."  As she was waslking out of her dorm (to go to cl*censored*)  she saw Daniel looking very upset.  She just p*censored*ed by, planning to talk to him later.

When she got to cl*censored*, she noticed that the teacher was out of the room.  "What happened?"  Raven asked.  No response.   Everyone's mouth was agape and their eyes, staring.  Raven just shrugged and sat down in her seat.  She pulled out her chess set and began to think.   Knight, B1 to A3.  White.  Pawn C2 to C4.  Unbenounced to her, Raven was playing for hours.  

When she finally realized that cl*censored* was over, she packed up her chess set and casually walked out.  She strolled towards Daniel's room, eager to see what happened.

((.....))

Lying on his bed, thoughts filling his head, he almost missed Elessandra coming in. He sat up, and looked at her. He was speechless. A person had come to him. A girl. To see him. And she apologized. He didn't know what to say, only that he knew he didn't want to be cruel, which shocked the hell out of him. Though he didn't know it then, a change was occuring, he was becoming nicer. If such a thing was even possible, nobody knows.

Daniel blinked, then finally forced out words. "Wh-why ?" His tone was a montone, but his eyes hinted confusion. He studied Elessandra, her bangs in her eyes, her voice timid. She seemed so scared, so freaked. He wodnered why, but told himself not to ask, it would be rude. He ran his fingers through his hair, still at loss. He decided someone must have sent her here. Yes, that must be it. No person in his whole life had even attempted to say sorry, not that it was Elessandra's fault. It wasn't.

Daniel rocked backed and forth on the edge of his bed, trying to get his brain to tell his mouth to talk. Finally, after a few moments, he whispered, mostly to himself. "...nobody's ever said that to me." He'd never forget this day, the day that he made a big enough impression on them, that they talked to him. Then, he snapped his head up, as if remembering that she was still here. He regained his steely look, his eyes glaring, piercing. His jaw rigid. He must not show emotion. Ever.

((Oh my god, Are you okay? D8))

Elle seemed a little confused at his response. She clutched her arm in her right hand and looked to the floor nervously. She was scared he would get mad again. but his voice didn't seem agnry... Just emotionless. "W-Well I s-shouldn't have gotten m-mad at you like t-that..." She stuttered uncontrollably as she tried to explain the awkward situation. She secretly wondered why he was like this, besides the disease part. She could see confusion in his eyes, Something she was curious about. She didn't dare question it, though.

 Slowly her eyes lifted up to look at him again. no one had been like this before to her, so stiff. But for once, he seemed to have some kind of emotion. She couldn't handle being blank all the time, Swearing so often... She wondered how he handled listneing to those swear words every day, more so knowing it was coming out of his own mouth. She gently brushed her bangs away, she rarely did that. Then it was easy to see her odd lavender eyes, but the right was much darker then a left, more like a medium/soft purple.

Her eyes widend at his next sentance. "Really...?" She asked quietly, her eyes looking curious and soft. She slowly walked over to a chair by his bed and sat down, twiddling her fingers a bit. "Maybe we should start over, Ya know?" She suggested softly.

((I not mean to make you sad! -Flails- I'm sorry for beating up on Daniel. -Droops-))

Kamen's hands tightened around his head as Daniel made a rather large scene, chucking his mask out the window and stroming out. The green-haired boy was practically hyperventilating by now, his face still in his lap. The boy looked up through his hands when the bell rang, holding his things over his face as he skirted around Heather and avoiding any human contact, he bumped into the back of a girl carrying a chess set, a loud gasp escaping from his mouth as he said softly, in a voice that was severely apologetic, "I'm sorry. Uhm, do you know where that boy went? It's probably not worth it, and he'll get mad...and.." Kamen broke off, his breathing growing quicker and more ragged as his glittering blue eyes peered up at the girl from behind his shield of school supplies.

"I'm sorry for bothering you," Kamen breathed, bowing at the waist before hurrying away, snaking around any people in the halls, shoving his head in his locker when he reached it, re-emerging wearing another mask, this one covering his entire face, the same dull, heavy metal as the one that had broken the window. Feeling a little better, Kamen danced around any people he came across, before a wicked smile spread beaneath his mask, and he came up behind Heather, slamming his books into her bony frame, knocking the girl forewards onto her stomach and pulling his mask to the side just enough to spit on her, sliding the covering back in place with a quickly spat swear word.

Kamen tucked his books to his chest and hurried on, just to be caught on the arm by a stern-looking teacher, and Kamen recognized a threat, with another jabbing swear and a jerking movement to draw his arm away from the rather attractive woman.

"Kamen, sweetheart, won't you try to take the mask off for just a little while?" The woman asked, reaching towards his face, but Kamen clamped both hands over his covering, his things falling to the ground and sending pencils and the such flying. "No," He said harshly, striding away without his school supplies, running to the dorms and ghosting past any people present, dodging several attempts to dislodge his mask, and sliding into his bed in a separate room, with mirrors facing him on every side, dozens of Kame's staring back at him from the slits in his mask.

((Don't worry (probably should have included this in the first post)  I am getting my tonsils and adenoids(sp?)  taken out.  I missed a total of about 6 weeks of school last year because of them, and 6 days this year!  Also, my school's 8th grade is having a field trip to the Vo-ed school that day, and I really wanted to go!))

edit:  ((Also, I will post when I get home, I have to go to school soon.   I am really glad this roleplay is active, I was in like, 6, but they never post anything more than a bump.))

Daniel's heart softened at her tone. She was offering him a hint of friendship, not judging him quickly as others did. He tried to say soemthing kind in return, but his brain was stuck on "rude mode". "No I don't know." His words came out hard, harsh and heavy. He winced, the sound of his voice finally wakign up his brain, and he metnally cursed himself. She rock backwards on his bed, then fell backwards. He stared at the ceiling, trying to regain speech, to make amends for being so horrible, so disrespectful. He was secretly glad that he wanted to apologize, but he wouldn't admit it. Ever. He put his hands on his head, and thought hard.

"...I'm sorry." He heard his words bounce off his eardrums, and they actually had a bit fo kindess to them. Just the slightest bit. It took him a long time, to finally learn to apolgized. He had asked himself what it took to apologize. Finally, Daniel just decided to use the two words Elessandra had used. It hoped it would work. He didn't want to sit up, for then she'd see his face. And that would never do, at the moment.

For some reason he didn't know, Daniel began to cry. His eyed were hard and angry, his tone kind, and tears running from his eyes. It felt so stupid, for exposing his emotion like this. He had been cold for years, many years, almost 5. Five years of being emotionless took a toll on you. Of course, with his disease, his brain couldn't handle such a flood of emotions, them all being strong, and Daniel's head began to twitch; he could feel the cuss words resting on his tongue. He rolled over, burying his head into a pillow to muffle his swears.

Elle flinched at his harsh words a bit, eyes flickering and warily glancing around the room, swallowing. Her mouth felt dry. So dry... She continued swallowing, trying to stop the dryness. Dear, Do not fret. Calm down and listen. The soft voice of Myra echoed in her head and she slowly moved her eyes back to Daniel. Something about him.. He was different. Odd. Someone that would fit in with Elle's type of crowd.

His next words shocked Elle yet again. Had he just... Apologized to her? She looked astonished, her mouth hanging a bit. Of course, these words would be nothing to a normal person. but seeing His condition, and how his tone had suddenly became more friendly, she gripped her arm, feeling a bit guilty. She then heard his crying. did she cause that?

She wasn't sure, but either way she felt bad. She silently got up and moved to sit at the edge of his bed, watching carefully... She worried about him. Was he okay? He couldn't always be so numb. She tilted her head, miving a bit closer as he shoved his head under a pillow. Then, ever so cautiously, She reached out a hand and rested it on his shoulder. Her eyes gleamed a bit as she tried to cmmunicate with the odd boy. "...You shouldn't be ashamed of your own feelings." She whispered softly, as if reading his mind. Myra sat on the chair Elle previously was on, a small smile on her face as she diantily licked a pure white paw.

OoC; you guys are so awesome for helping keep this alive <3 None of my roleplays usually last this long ;c

Phoebe allowed the nurse to put the cream on her hands but when the nurse was looking the other way she left. She decided to skip her clas.s, so she brought her book outside and sat under a tree near the school gate. she leaned against the tree and opened her book. She unfolded and folded the dog ear four times while reciting a section of the bible. She did this every time she opened a book; she felt there were evil spirits inside every book, and if she didn't do that ritual she thought the spirits would kill her. She knew it was stupid, but she just couldn't shake it from her mind.

Soon she closed her book and closed her eyes, letting the sun warm her face comfortably. She soon fell into a peaceful doze. she woke to the loud bell and sat up quickly. It was recess, and already kids were walking out of the building. She stood up, embarr*censored*ed, and walked inside the building, her head down. She stopped at the bathroom to fix up her hair, then grabbed her snack and went to sit where she always sat in the cafeteria. There were other people who sat with her, but she didn't talk to them much. She didn't consider them friends. They were just there, quiet, outcasts like Phoebe. She quite liked it that way.

She took a bite from her chicken roll, making sure that every bite was the same. That she had the same amount of lettuce, of cheese, of chicken. That kept her occupied for a bit. Once she was finished she just sipped her water and people-watched. She did that every day. She loved it. She used to do it with her mum, before she was diagnosed with OCD. Then her mum treated her strangly, as if she was insane. Phoebe felt so angry at her mum for being like that. Before, her mum was loving, caring. Phoebe was loved.

She still had her dad, that was the main thing. Her dad was special. He rang her often, and Phoebe'd secretly chat to him while she was in bed. The doctors checked on every room once at night ((Did I tell you this was a boarding school? O3O Sorry if I didn't XDD)), but that was it. If Phoebe was super quiet she'd be able to talk to her dad for hours, without the doctors finding her out once. But she needed a mum. She just needed a person who would understand everything. Her dad was pretty good about it all, but he just didn't understand fully.

Phoebe scanned every table in the cafeteria, watching each person. Every twitch, every curse, every blank eye. It was kind of sad, seeing all these kids, each with their own unique mental illness. But in a way it was comforting to know that she wasn't the only one. That there were others like her who felt the same. As the bell went, Phoebe stood and walked to the bin, dropping all her leftovers inside and then walked out the door with the rest of the students.

((Milo, would you mind if Raven was introduced to Phoebe?  Raven wants a friend  :(  ))

edit:The Raven in the RP, the one that everyone calls Naomi.  And to those of you wondering, no, my real name is not Raven, though I wish it was.