Vittorio Barcelos

"I didn't become a freak when I did this to myself, I was a freak way before."

[felix-lyndon-blog]

[He mouths the words, keeping silent so as not to disturb Vittorio] 5… 6… 7… 8… 

[zomb3boy]

[He ends at the number ten, falling silent  before repeating the numbers again] 1.....

[cassiewardhfth]

Mania~

[cassiewardhfth]

Vittorio… we could do it… I’m sure we could! Can’t we?! We can?….. Right….? 

[She drops to her knees] I can’t do this.. I can’t… I’m hollow… Buried.. buried… I just want to be buried… 

[zomb3boy]

[He drops down next to her] Cassie, look at me. I'm here for you. It's gonna be okay. This is just your purgatory. 

There's a reason why you're here, I swear it's gonna be okay.

[zomb3boy]

[He whispers under his breath] 1...2...3...4.....

[cassiewardhfth]

Mania~

[cassiewardhfth]

Vittorio, I just want to leave! You’re the first person to not look at me like I’m crazy. Lets get out of here, lets break out, we can do it! You can go live your life, and I can rest… finally. We can do it, I know you don’t want to be here… You don’t have to go back to wherever you’re from, lord knows I’m not. 

[zomb3boy]

Cassie, that really does sound wonderful, but it's impossible. There's too much security, they'd be able to catch you before you even executed out the plan. Even if it did work, I can't leave. If they caught me, I get sent to prison, not back here. And incase you haven't noticed I'm pretty easy to spot.

[cassiewardhfth]

Mania~

[cassiewardhfth]

[Stops throwing things and takes a couple breaths recognizing the voice] Nobody in here takes me seriously, and I dont want to be here!!!! 

[zomb3boy]

I take you seriously. As for the others they don't understand yet, I don't think they're very open to the fact that you're dead because they've never met a dead person like you. You're special and they're totally rejecting that fact. Nobody really wants to be here either, but we gotta live here anyway, there's not another option.

[cassiewardhfth]

Mania~

[Throwing all of her belongings around her bedroom and screaming] 

THIS PLACE CAN GO TO HELL!!!!!!!!! 

[zomb3boy]

[He clears his throat] Breaking all your shit isn't going to show them anything,y'know...Why are you so upset?

[drjohnharkness]

It's quiet tonight.

You guys sick of trying to kill each other?

[zomb3boy]

Nah,we just found sneakier ways,doc.

[felix-lyndon-blog]

[He takes a deep breath and steadies himself] The death count between the patients here is… intense, to say the least. I’m not sure you can get much worse than that. [He drops the rocks in his hand and wipes the dirt on his pant leg. Bitterly, he says,] …We’re sitting on a literal burial ground, but at least the building and gardens are nice.

[zomb3boy]

[He kicks at ground] I dunno maybe they were in a better place than they were in this place. From what I've heard this used to be hell. You gotta think positive, it's like the key to happiness. It is kinda hard though when shit falls down around you, though. [He turn the remaining stone in his hand over and over] Guess you just gotta deal with it. It's easier said then done though, especially if you knew the people, like you.

[felix-lyndon-blog]

I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to— It’s just— I don’t really know a lot about that kind of stuff. We don’t really get a lot of, uhh, people with that disorder. Sorry. No, no, it definitely wouldn’t be the worst… Trust me, we’ve had much, much worse… Like cannibals! I mean it still deals with people in strange ways—Not that I think it’s stange, per se, but it’s not as strange— I mean, I’d much rather be around someone who… This is so hard to explain. What I’m saying is that, even if you did… you’re right that it’s not the worst— [Frantically, he begins to mumble] Stop, Felix. Just shut up, Felix. You’re rambling again. You’re rambling. You’re offensive and you’re rambling…

[zomb3boy]

Hey...Hey dude, it's okay calm down. I get what you're trying to say, really. You really didn't offend me at all, I mean people have said so much worse so you don't even need to worry. [He laughs a bit] Plus I assumed there would be worse people considering the fire guy is here. Again don't worry, rambling is fine, you're totally okay.

[felix-lyndon-blog]

Oh, wow. That’s, um… They really tagged you with a lot, huh? So, Necrophilia… I guess that would explain the t-tattoos. [He cracks an unsure smile] Is that the type of thing where you, um, you have a— a preference for, uhh, dead..

[zomb3boy]

[He immediately shakes his head] Oh god no, I'm- I don't fuck corpses or anything! Shit, that was a bit crude...It's a long story. I think part of it deals with  the tattoos though. More of a infatuated love of death than a sexual impulse towards cadavers. Lets be honest here though, even if I did have a "preference" for the dead, I wouldn't be the worst one here.

[felix-lyndon-blog]

Oh, no, don’t worry. I don’t mind. Um… Well it’s my second time around, and this time it’s for, uhh, dysthymia—which is just kind of a fancy word for chronic depression—and various anxieties. [He shrugs] Not much, but it’s something. How about you? If you don’t want to answer, I won’t mind.

[zomb3boy]

I killed someone. [He laughs to himself] Nah,I'm joking. I got branded with Paranoid Personality Disorder, Necrophilia and Intermittent Explosive Disorder. In simpler terms I have trust and anger issues, and an odd relationship with dead things I guess. I wouldn't think of your disorders as little, everyone has a different degree of their poison y'know.

[felix-lyndon-blog]

I never really thought about it like that… It’s tempting, you know. Slipping away, that is. It would have been nice to fall into it and wake up in a better place, but the problems didn’t really go away. They kind of got worse actually. You probably already knew that though, seeing as how I’m, well, here. 

[zomb3boy]

Yeah, I assumed. It's a nice thought though even if it does supply false hope. People like us, we don't really get better,eh? We just get more medicated I guess....Wow I am saying a lot of pessimistic things today....I don't mean to be nosey but what are you in for?

[felix-lyndon-blog]

She’s not my friend anymore… for obvious reasons. Umm… Yes. But not very clearly. I could kinda tell what was going  on in the room, and sometimes I could hear voices of the doctors and nurses… but I couldn’t make out words. Sometimes I could, but not very well. Luckily I wasn’t under for very l-long. Just a few weeks or so is what they told me. 

[zomb3boy]

You got me worried for a moment. I was starting to think that you were actually crazy if you were still friends. It's good that it wasn't for long or some shit. Otherwise, I wouldn't have such a chill roommate. That's actually pretty cool if you think about it. I always wished that there was some kind of like medicine you could take if you were in a shitty place in your life and just slip into a coma. Then you could wake up once things were better. 

[blondeanddoeeyed-deactivated201]

It’s seriously boring here. Honestly, what is there to do?

[zomb3boy]

Well, you could admire the friendship bracelets that I finally finished.

[felix-lyndon-blog]

Mhm, he’s the one. Surprisingly it’s not the roommate situation that’s been ruined for me. I guess that’s ‘cause I wasn’t exactly here when the fire started. A, um… [He clears his throat] Another friend of mine—at the time—suffocated me with a pillow until… until I fell into a coma. So I only knew about the fire, and who started it, after I woke up. So… It’s more the building itself that’s kind of been ruined for me. 

[zomb3boy]

[He raises an eyebrow] A friend? Wow you must have loyal friendship to call someone who smothered you with a pillow  a friend. I mean, it's like really good that you woke up and stuff though. Okay, weird question, can you hear everything when you're in a coma? I've seen way too many movies with coma victims that can, and it just bothers me that I don't know if its true. 

[felix-lyndon-blog]

You followed me? [He pauses for a moment then cracks an unsure smile] …I’m sorry. I’m not really, um, the best roommate… seeing as how I’m not really known for, um, being in the r-room for long. You can ask the last guy I roomed with, but I’m not sure you’d wa-want to… Rock? [He extends a hand holding the pebbles he was throwing]

[zomb3boy]

[He picks a few out of his hand, examining them with care] Yeah, can't really blame you. The place has kind of the feeling of death. [He chuckled at his own morbid joke before throwing a stone] I don't know if I would actually, I heard a rumor that your old roommate started the fire. He probably totally ruined like all roommates for you.

[felix-lyndon-blog]

I— I wasn’t… I mean, I didn’t mean to… Avoid you. 

[zomb3boy]

I was joking with you,man. You like never stay in our room so I never get the chance to properly y'know talk to you. I kinda followed you so I could actually introduce myself to you. It was a less creepier plan in my head.