Sticks and stones, kid.

Aric / 36 / Security Guard / That grumpy guy "Come what may, I'll still be kicking ass."

[xitsamensworld]

[aric-mercer]

jxnastomm :

Jonas looked back down at the notebook he had scribbled on and wrote some more. THANK YOU. WE’RE NEW AND THEY WERE WONDERING IF YOU KNEW HOW TO GET TO THE LIBRARY. I’VE TRIED TO GET THERE SEVERAL TIMES, BUT I KEEP ENDING UP AT THE INFIRMARY INSTEAD OF THERE. He offered a gentle smile to the older man. IF YOU DO NOT KNOW, DO YOU HAPPEN TO KNOW WHERE I CAN GET A MAP FROM? The young male had added to the paper.

Aric’s eyes looked over the words and he blinked once, twice, before looking back up. Weird pronoun, to be referring to oneself, wasn’t it? “We?” He asked in a simple manner before puling the map from his back pocket. He had just gotten here himself and immediately got the layout of the place. He opened the folded paper and scanned the various rooms and floors before he caught the first letter of the library. Up and to the left. Perhaps he was supposed to escort the patient there, he still didn’t have their schedule yet anyway. 

[aric-mercer]

cassandra--chase :

“I thought I was just going to rehab, not this kind of shit. And what, the mentally ill can’t have coffee that tastes good and doesn’t look like this?” Cassandra narrowed her eyes. “You must work here. Meaning you have access to good coffee, and if you were a woman, good bras, but you’re even further privileged and can let your boobs roam free without ridicule, so why are you so pissy?”

“This still is rehab. If you wanted someone to pamper you while you got admitted you should have gone to a Hollywood rehab center instead. The coffee is against the rules due to the burn hazard it causes if someone unstable decided to throw it at another patient, or staff.” His tone was cold and uncaring towards her whining, not a muscle moving to change his expression. He wanted to make a case of ‘if you weren’t so damn dysfunctional in society you wouldn’t even be here’ but decided to keep it to himself. “I do work here. There is nothing that stops you from letting, quote, your boobs roam free. People have more important things to care about in here than a loose rack. Like getting better.” Pissy. why did everyone always assume he was pissy or grumpy? It was a natural thing, a professional thing to not be friendly in his position. It was work.

[aric-mercer]

peterxgdi :

He’s a bit surprised to hear what his fellow staff member had to say. Sure, it’s a passing comment but he thought most of his collagues would prefer to not just admit their chagrin like that, apparently he’s wrong. Either this place gives a horrendous first impression or this guy is just one of those grumpy ones. “It’s quite a trip.” He agrees softly. “You doing okay? Do you need a moment to take this all in?”

Quite a trip. That was an odd choice of words and Aric let his suspicion voice itself through a light lift of a brow. “No, I don’t need time to take it in. It’s a mental hospital, I haven’t gotten my hopes up.” He replied monotonously, his lips drawing into a tight line as he watched another guard stroll around like he was on vacation. “Do you work here as well?” Aric questioned, turning to scan the man with an analytical expression. A coworker, perhaps? Or a polite patient?

[aric-mercer]

jxnastomm :

Jonas had been trying his best to get away from the screaming patients. It wasn’t pleasant to him or his chattering friends upstairs. When he finally saw a security guard, he approached cautiously and held up his notebook that he had already written on. HELLO. MAY I ASK YOU A QUESTION?

A notebook? If Aric hadn’t been in a complete professional stance his face would have expressed some confusion but for now he only crossed his hands behind his back and nodded. “If you must. Is there a problem?” Deep down Aric just wanted to say ‘nope’ and walk away, not interested in squabbles with patients on his very first day, yet this one seemed relatively harmless.

[aric-mercer]

Don't delve too deep

[aric-mercer]

iactuallyburncold:

Bold what applies to your muse.

PLACE IN SOCIETY

Financial: Wealthy / moderate / poor / in poverty

Medical: Fit / moderate / sickly / disabled / disadvantaged

Class or caste: Upper / middle / working / slave / Unsure

Education: Qualified / unqualified / studying

Criminal record: yes, for major crimes / yes, for minor crimes / no

FAMILY

Married - happily / Married - unhappily / engaged or betrothed / partnered / single / divorced / separated

Has a child or children / has no children / wants children

Close with sibling(s) / Not close with sibling(s) / Has no siblings

Orphaned / adopted / disowned / raised by birth parents

TRAITS + TENDENCIES

Extroverted / Introverted / in between

Disorganised / Organised / in between

Close minded / Open minded  / in between

Calm / Anxious / in between

Disagreeable / Agreeable / in between

Cautious / Reckless / in between

Patient / impatient / in between

Outspoken / Reserved / in between

Leader / follower / in between

Empathetic / Unempathetic / in between

Optimistic / pessimistic / in between

Traditional / modern / in between

Hard working / lazy / in between

Cultured / un-cultured / in between / unknown

Loyal / disloyal / unknown 

Faithful / unfaithful / unknown 

BELIEFS:

Monotheist / polytheist / atheist  / agnostic 

Belief in ghosts or spirits: yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

Belief in an afterlife:  yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

Belief in reincarnation:  yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

Belief in aliens:  yes / no / don’t know / don’t care

Philosophical: yes / no

OPINIONS

Pro-euthanasia / anti-euthanasia / doesn’t know or on the fence

Pro-choice / anti-abortion /  doesn’t know or on the fence

Pro-marriage / anti-marriage / doesn’t know or on the fence

Pro-death penalty / anti-death penalty / doesn’t know or on the fence

Pro-drug legislation / anti-drug legislation / doesn’t know or on the fence

Left wing / right ring / middle / doesn’t know or on the fence 

SEXUALITY + ROMANTIC INCLINATION

Allosexual / Asexual

Alloromantic / Aromantic

Sex repulsed / sex neutral / sex favourable

Romance repulsed / romance neutral / romance favourable

Sexually: adventurous / experienced / naive / inexperienced / curious

Potential sexual partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all 

Potential romantic partners: male / female / agender / other / none / all

ABILITIES

Combat skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

Literacy skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

Artistic skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

Technical skills: excellent / good / moderate / poor / none

HABITS

Drinking alcohol: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

Smoking: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

Other narcotics: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

Medicinal drugs: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

Indulgent food: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

Splurge spending: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

Gambling: never / sometimes / frequently / to excess

[aric-mercer]

“Well this place is...” Down the gutter. In a state of discord. Unorganized hellhole more than a mental hospital. “...An experience to be had, that’s for sure.” Or that. Aric shifted the ID badge clipped to his waistband to assure himself he was still in control of his situation, whatever might have been at hand. “Fucked up.” Was merely a whisper that left this lips when he saw two patient running down the halls, screaming of either joy or something else. Too loud. 

[i-zion]

Green orbs scan along the familiar walls, a loud huff escaping from his lips as his feet moved through the entrance of the rec room. “Place just gets shittier and shittier..” Chip mumbled, plopping down onto one of the couches.

[aric-mercer]

“Good thing I’m here to fix that.” Aric voiced, catching the sentence while examining the back of a shelf. People kept hiding so many things, it was ridiculous. “How would you say it’s shitty?” It was interesting to know, even if patients usually just whined about useless things.

[aric-mercer]

cassandra--chase :

“Well, I’ve been through airport security times a billion, I’m detoxing, I’m down to two bras, and now I’m drinking coffee that resembles water from a pothole in I-495. And it’s decaf. Already beaten down, first day.”

“It’s a mental hospital, what did you expect?” Aric sighed and signed off the last of contraband he had found in various patient rooms. “It’s always gonna be decaf so get used to it. Rules are rules.”