#ofem

[riddlerpg]

― charis black, per noctem in nihilo vehi.

the youngest of the family, a hidden flame burning inside, silk hair ribbons, black nails and dark lips, the embers of a fire, ‘some days i am more wolf than woman', ice mice, white lilies in a tall vase, sisters who know you better than anyone, always looking for the place you belong, sneaking out to watch the stars, the glow of the moon, the hush of a winter morning, seafoam, the shimmer of fractured glass, accents of silver, ‘she was poetry in a world still learning to read’, the curl of ivy on a crumbling wall, elegance, the shimmering mist of a potion on the boil, a drive to prove yourself, herbal tea to help you sleep, pleated skirts, secret letters hidden in your drawers, a hidden kindness.

― connections make us stronger.

caspar crouch: drawn/attracted to, likes him a lot. julian nott: former schoolmates, totally irritated by. caradoc mopsus: curious about, would like to know better. tiberius mcclaggen: is amused by, gets on well with surprisingly.

― details, we love madly in details.

charis is a twenty-eight year old pureblood. some would call her UTP, but she would argue that she is UTP. charis uses she/her pronouns and has a faceclaim of UTP.

charis is currently available for applications.

[clubhouseasylum-rpg]

Alice Liddell | 16 | Hannah Murray | Schizophrenia | Alice in Wonderland

Alice lived in a world of her own, surrounded by beings that only her imagination knew of. Her parents prided on her imagination, often laughing about their youngest daughters weird adventures in this Underland she had made up. However, when this place seemed to stick around as she got older they started to worry. Alice would spent most of her time locked away in her room, chattering away to people no one could see called Atta and Air, they were her friends, they had tea parties, unbirthdays, and according to the odd girl they played croquet with flamingos and hedgehogs. She got in trouble at school for not paying attention to lessons, daydreaming and demanding she be let go because they needed her in Underland.

By the time she was 16, they couldn’t even get her to go to class. She lived in the world, developed weird habits when they made her socialize that often led to her having fits about needing to leave immediately. Her parents finally got her help, taking her to a psychologist who diagnosed the girl with Schizophrenia, her delusions and hallucinations fitting the diagnosis. Fearing that she may never get better without the proper care, they put her in The Clubhouse, hoping a less sterile environment would help their beloved daughter get better.

Alice is friendly in The Clubhouse, she has many friends and will tell you exactly how Atta and Air act, even trying to explain Underland to you. She’s quirky and a bit spacy, but harmless for the most part, completely oblivious that she has a problem at all.

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― dorea potter, per noctem in nihilo vehi.

black ink, floral tea with floating flowers, incense burning in the corner of a room, making a home warmer than you grew up in, a stash of dark chocolate, candles on every surface, a secret smile, 'i hope you are blessed with the heart of a wildflower’, expensive perfume, vaulted ceilings, a wall overgrown with ivy, a stack of well read books, silk hair ribbons, laughter echoing in an empty ballroom, a cauldron always bubbling, herbs growing on the kitchen window, delicate dangling earrings, painted nails, ‘she has a paper heart’.

― connections make us stronger.

charlus potter: husband. cedrella black: cousins, particularly close. bertie bott: former schoolmates, still in contact. walburga black: wary of her attitude and ideals.

― details, we love madly in details.

dorea is a thirty year old pureblood. some would call her UTP, but she would argue that she is UTP. dorea uses she/her pronouns and has a faceclaim of UTP.

dorea is currently available for applications.

[riddlerpg]

― walburga black, per noctem in nihilo vehi.

golden lockets, arrogance, family trees spanning back centuries, quick with a wand and an even quicker temper, doing things out of pure spite, ‘anything you can do i can do better’, emerald greens and silver, pointed nails and pointed sneers, spiral staircases, fine china stained with lipstick, duty above all, coffee as black as night, ‘she wanted a storm to match her rage’, devotion, red lipstick, never sugar coating your thoughts, the bitterness of dark chocolate, screaming until your throat burns, the violence of the ocean, ‘toujours pur’.

― connections make us stronger.

orion black: fiancé, betrothed since childhood. augusta macmillan: absolutely loathes, former classmates. druella rosier: reasonably good friends. alphard black: younger brother, tense relationship.

― details, we love madly in details.

walburga is a twenty-five year old pureblood. some would call her UTP, but she would argue that she is UTP. walburga uses she/her pronouns and has a faceclaim of UTP.

walburga is currently available for applications.

[clubhouseasylum-rpg]

Ashley Spinelli | 19 | Intermittent Explosive Disorder | Elizabeth Gillies | Recess

Spinelli was always one of those girls who liked to prove she was tough and could look after herself, she honestly like to scare others a little so they wouldn’t mess around with her at all. She had a very short fuse and she was very easy to get agitated and would lash out at who had caused it. Something as simple as referring to her by her first name, something she hated, and something she didn’t trust many people with, so she would snap at whoever did it and boy did those people regret ever using that name. The tomboy had been learning to wrestle since she was young and was more than happy to use moves against anyone who made her snap. She also had no problem with using anything around her to her advantage, be it be her fists or something more dangerous.

It wasn’t like Spinelli ever truly intended to hurt anyone or fly off the handle, and she could be extremely nice to the people around her. The problem was when she snapped she snapped, she didn’t feel like there was anything she could do about it. She felt completely out of control with her anger and she couldn’t stop herself doing anything. Sure she regretted it, sometimes at least, though that really depended on what they had done, but if it was something like screaming at a friend for calling her Ashley then she would be very sorry afterwards.

One incident, she couldn’t even  really remember what had happened just that she was overcome with rage and attacked, landed a girl in hospital. Someone she worked with, having decided not to go to college wanting to just start earning money right away. She was brought into the police station over it, and they questioned her. So she answered their questions and told them how sorry she was, that she couldn’t even really remember what had happened that clearly. The police decided she needed a psych evaluation and she was given one. It was advised that she should be sent to the Clubhouse until she could control her bouts of anger.

[clubhouseasylum-rpg]

Tamilla Fox | 18 | Narcissism | Tamzin Merchant | Chicken Little

Pleasant, pleasing, and punctual was always Tamilla’s slogan for herself. She was the annoying teachers pet and tried to outdo everyone in her school. In reality she wasn’t any of the things she claimed to be, behind teachers back she was rude to other students, and tried to make them feel less than they actually were.If someone tried to be better than her, she would belittle and degrade them until they backed off and let her be the star pupil. However her rule over the school would come to an end when a new student came about halfway through the semester.

Tamilla hated them almost immediately. The teacher doted on how intelligent they were, while Tamilla steamed in her seat at being looked over for this newbie. After a particularly horrible day in her eyes, she decided to get even with this interloper. She spent much of the night plotting the individuals downfall, giving up sleep and her usual study routine to make sure nothing went wrong. No one was going to be better than Tamilla Fox, especially some useless little nobody that just waltzed into her school. The next day, Tamilla came in, sleep deprived and full of hate. She sat behind the teachers desk, digging out the test answers to the big exam later that week. She copied them down, making sure to make her handwriting like the new kids. She tucked them away and waited.

Day of the test, she planted the answers in the other teens desk. Convinced she won, she watched as they were discovered and the new kid tried to talk their way out of trouble. Looking at the letters, they soon realized it was Tamilla’s handwriting. She was sent to the principal’s office where she went off the deep end. She ranted and raved about how she was the teachers pet, and shouldn’t have to take second chair to some new imbecile she deemed unworthy to even sit in the same room with her. Horrified, the principal called her parents who took her to a doctor. Noticing she may have the actual charisma to harm another human being due to her narcissism. She was sent to the Clubhouse for help.  

[clubhouseasylum-rpg]

Wendy Darling | 18 | Delusions | Rachel Hurd-Wood | Peter Pan

Wendy was a bright young girl. The eldest of the Darling children she was the pride and joy of her parents. She had a knack for storytelling and would use it to entertain her younger brothers when their parents needed time alone. She would weave tales of pirates, indians, and a group of young boys who had adventures in this land lead by a boy who could never grow up. Her brothers ate her fairy stories up, and Wendy delighted in feeding them these flights of fantasy as a token of her love.

As she got older, people insisted she grow up, now scorning her for her stories and telling her they weren’t real. She became a quiet young lady, not wanting to be teased by those at her school and now that she had been given her own room instead of sleeping in the big nursery with her brothers, she was quite lonely. One night however, she started seeing a boy in her room. She started up conversations with him and found he was the lad from her stories. Rather than going to school, Wendy began sneaking back home to spend time with this boy, who was mischievous and bold, getting them into all sorts of trouble and fighting the villains she had thought she had just made up.

However, when these games put her younger brother in trouble, and called attention from her parents, she insisted it was Peter, the boy who never grew up, that had caused the disaster in the kitchen, a shelving unit of odds and ends nearly falling on Michael. Her parents told her this boy wasn’t real, nor were their adventures. Something in Wendy snapped and she started sobbing, insisting that they were, she saw them as plain as day. Worried,  Mr. Darling phoned a doctor, who came and observed the girl, he soon discovered she had developed these delusions of adventures and the boy to cope with growing up, something she had always feared since she had learned of such a thing as a little girl. The doctor suggested they put her in The Clubhouse, hoping to help her cope with the aspect of getting older and that maybe one day she wouldn’t need these delusions to function. Wendy is a sweet girl, she’s quite motherly and loves taking care of others, one wouldn’t even think she had anything wrong with her, until she starts telling you of her friend and their adventures, and oh how they are truly real.

[clubhouseasylum-rpg]

Arista Trident | 19 | Dependant Personality Disorder and Kleptomania | Scarlett Leithold | The Little Mermaid

Arista had always been jealous of her youngest sister’s ability to go off and break the rules to do as she pleased. Arista was more bothered about pleasing their father than Ariel ever seemed to, but still she longed for the adventures that her sister had, and from time to time she would be convinced into the schemes and adventures that Ariel had. And in all honest she loved it, especially when she would be able to stay with her sister and be close to her. In all honest Arista felt a need to be close to at least one of her sisters at any one time, and she didn’t cope very well when they weren’t around, sometimes she found it difficult if they were in separate rooms, even if she knew her sisters were there. In addition to that she always had a tendency to take things from the places she went, when she was with Ariel she would give what she took to her, hoping that she would be included in more of Ariel’s adventures. When she was at home she would take things from her sisters rooms, without ever really meaning to, and it would make her feel closer to them, even when they weren’t as close as she would like them to be. Of course that would always send Aquata into a fit of rage at her things being moved and taken from their proper place.

No one really thought anything was really wrong with Arista, she just wanted to be with her sisters, where was the harm in that? It wasn’t until she went for an interview to get into the school all her older sisters were attending did it become a problem. She was in the office, and though she knew her sisters had to be somewhere around she didn’t know where and it became far too much for the girl. She got up and left mid-way through the interview, taking a few things she had been playing with.  When she got home she found Ariel ready to sneak out and she asked if she could tag along, she needed to be close to someone, she even handed over what she’d taken to sweeten the deal.

When the psychologist talked to Arista she saw clear signs of co-dependency, which they felt came from Dependant Personality Disorder, and just as clear signs of Kleptomania. So she was sent to the Clubhouse in hopes that she could begin being okay by herself and around people that aren’t her sisters. As well as addressing the issue of her taking things from others, which could get her into a lot of trouble.