#bridgegate starter

[dr-sang-hyuk-blog]

Singin’ in the Rain || Hyuk & Open

By the hop of his foot, eyes closed, and headphones plugged into his ears, it was clear the Therapist wasn’t entirely in the same reality as others. It almost looked as though he was dancing, dramatically, as if nobody was watching. In reality, everyone could hear, as he was singing ‘Danke Schoën’ at the top of his lungs. The only reason he’d stopped, at that moment, was with the realisation that’d he run into someone and fallen over. “Up and over, buddy. Up and over.”

[little-lovely-luna-blog]

Luna huffed as she stomped her way around the asylum. That seemed to be something she did a lot nowadays. She hated her new therapist, she missed having her sexy male body, and she missed fucking with people’s minds. Unfortunately, the “fucking with people’s minds” part was “against the rules” and “could land her in isolation.” It aggravated the teen and all she wanted more than anything at this very moment was to just scream and punch a wall, or the next body that passed by her. Unfortunately for the person that just so happened to walk by her, it was the latter of the two. “God damn mother fucking assholes...!” The curses continued with each punch the girl threw to the unsuspecting victim.

After a moment, the girl backed away, her stomach rumbling. She took a few deep breaths before bending over and vomiting onto the floor next to the person.

[saeran-hyun-blog]

Adjusting to a new environment was hard for most people but paired with an entirely new body, of the opposite gender no less, Saeran found himself under confusion. He’d walked out of his room and stood in the middle of the hallway, staring by-passers down as if searching for hints that could lead him to a plausible explanation. I can tell we’re off to a good start. He sighed softly at his own thoughts.

[lukas-thorne]

While his uniform seemed to hang from his now very... feminine body, as if accentuating it without doing it justice, Lukas seemed oddly calm about the situation. It was made apparent this wasn’t a dream, though it didn’t stop him from occasionally feeling up the newly given breasts that hung from his chest, or mess with the sudden length of his hair. If anything, he found it slightly hilarious. Coming across someone he didn’t seem to recognise, he approached with a goofed smile. “I think this hair is suddenly the greatest form of secrecy, I’ve ever known. Say hello to Undercover!”

[malakai-wulf]

Step Right Up || Malakai & Open

The dark waltz of tapping shoes against the shimmering hardness of tiled flooring, was all that could be heard, as dark eyes travelled over each door. The Warden wasn’t acting to see which patient belonged to which room, but rather to test the waters of air, as he occasionally pressed his ear up to a door he felt was most peculiar. But it was all a ruse. He wasn’t anticipating seeing someone else upon his journey, though by the sudden smugness of his eyes, as well as the slow growth of a smirk, he came to a loitered stop. Arms crossed behind his back, as he stood as straight as an arrow. It was already coming close to curfew, as the sun was sinking to the horizon. A wrong move could be seen in but moments. “I can’t say I’ve seen many people wandering up and down this corridor, most are known sweetly in their rooms. Is there a reason you’re here?”

[messed-up-dakota]

Dakota saw a bird land on the bench, inches away from her. It hopped around and looked at her, it’s black eyes gleaming against the afternoon light. Slowly. Dakota reached out, making sure not to scare the bird away. It cautiously poked at her hand for a few moments before gently climbing on. She brought the bird a bit closer to her body, staring down into it’s pitch-black eyes. The bird almost looked happy to be with the girl.

Then, her hand caught aflame, burning the bird’s flesh and feathers as it emitted a terrible cry and tried to escape. Something passed over the girl’s features as she gripped the small, flaming bird in her hand. Once the screaming had stopped, she pulled her flames back into her body, staring down at the now lifeless creature.

[little-lovely-luna-blog]

“Why are there so many damn Asians?! “ Luna screamed as another boy passed her. There seemed to be an endless flood of Asian boy after Asian boy and, for some odd reason, it bothered Luna. “This is America! Not a damn refugee center!” Luna huffed and kicked the stone wall.

[dr-samson-grove]

Confessional || Samson & *~*~*

An open starter for all his patients. @hydranubis @brittaknowles @messed-up-dakota @hardwired-ebby @icarus-c @jean-doe @suga-pierce @little-lovely-luna @rebecca-stewart

Sessions seemed to run rampant, particularly with the notion of the middle of a fleeting month. Each passing day saw to another patient, degrading advice and suggestions. It mattered little to the Doctor, as he awaited the arrival of another. With his files scrawled upon the hard top of the wooden desk, it was the striking urgency of knuckles against the door, followed by the delicate creaking of the opening entrance. He’d motioned to the chair before his desk, with a hesitant smile and a curt bow of the head. “I’d expected you sooner. Please, take a seat, the faster this is over with, the faster you can scurry off.”