Like a cyanide lullaby (open)

[Jada-belle La Croix]

“I hate this fucking movie”
“Shut up Ozzy, you hate everything that the government controls, including general television programming”
“What’s so wrong with that? You want to screw anything with a dick”
“Ozzy, Ginger, shut it, you’re going to give Jada-belle a headache”
“Thanks Skully”

Jada-belle thought, her manifesto’s having an argument over the movie she was watching, Rocky Horror Picture show. “Skully your whipped” Ozzy spoke, resting a hand under his chin, Skully sighed, Jada wished they would just shut up and stop talking “I love this movie, so you can suck it” She yelled in thought, most people in the room unaware of the invisible shouting match going on in her head. Ginger stayed quiet, the main characters were dancing in a white ballroom, Jada-belle’s pale green eyes transfixed on the screen, a big happy grin on her face.

She was having a good day, since she was in control, she had a good sense of right and wrong. It made her happy. She had heard Azrael screaming early in the morning and wondered why euthanasia wasn’t allowed at this place, it pissed her off when she couldn’t get any sleep. She stopped dead in her thoughts, she didn’t need Ozzy to come out, even though he was yelling at her to keep thinking negitivly about everyone here in the facility “Ozzy, I am in control today, so screw off” She hissed in thought, resting her cheek in her hand while she watched the movie, curled up with her knees pressed against her chest, taking up all the room in the chair, though in her mind, she was sharing it with three other people.

“I wish I was as pretty as Janet” Jada-belle thought, Ozzy piped up “Your much prettier then that worn out old whore” Jada-belle blushed a little and a smile broke out across her face, her hand ran though her loosely curled white blonde locks. She continued to watch the movie and reached for her cup of apple juice, taking a sip, then set it down, still mesmerized by the blinking picture box. Ozzy yawned “Let me take control today, you have some things that need to get finished” “You were in control last night, so no”

[/color] Jada-belle spoke out loud, her voice barely a whisper as she blinked back some tears near the end when Dr. Frankenfurter died. Ginger was bawling “Why did he have to die? It’s so sad!” She howled, Jada rolled her eyes, Skully did the same, not interested in helping the other manifesto.

Jada-belle stood up and did a little skip run as she went to go put her cup in the garbage, falling down on her butt when she bumped in to someone, Ozzy coming out “Hey! Watch where you’re walking! Jerk!” She spoke, then looked up, fighting Ozzy back to the recesses of her mind “Sorry...”[/blockquote][/blockquote][/center]

[Sid "Jimmy" Snider]

The Recreational Room had always been an interesting place for Sid to go to. He had met his best friend, Alec, there, as well as Willow, so it was a place of somewhat decently good memories. Of course, he’s met his handful of complete wacko’s – a high profile who decided that randomly flipping out and throwing chairs at anyone who came near, a low profile who happened to get nervous whenever certain people were around. To say the least, the Rec Room was the perfect place for Sid – or, more specifically, today – Jimmy to watch and snicker at how horribly pathetic most people were. He wasn’t higher than anyone else, never even thought about that – but these people looked absolutely stupid in his eyes, and there were few people who he granted high enough privileges to be “at his level” with him. It made him snort. With his trusty steed following along tiredly – hey, Jimmy never claimed he was the easiest one to handle, and he’s been a relatively good guy lately, so he was bound to be dropped down to medium soon enough, wasn’t he? – and for most of the morning, Jimmy was out, looking for trouble. Even with his words he caused trouble, and he hadn’t even thrown a fist in… he didn’t know how long. Except to his guard that one time recently… but hey, he did give the dunce a fair warning and a moment to process the “I’m going to punch you so hard so I don’t get into trouble for punching another patient and please don’t get mad at me” statement.

Idly, he stepped into the rec room, pushing the door open with his shoulder and holding himself with the most dignity possible for the hell hole called Lucid Manor, Jimmy snorted a bit quietly as he saw how absolutely empty the rec room was and without a hesitation went towards the back, not deciding that anyone was worth his time. Until someone hit him and they stumbled to the floor. Mild annoyance passed over his face and his sharp eyes glanced down at the voice, the girl he knew… almost moderately well. At least one or two of the personalities, that was. He smirked, glancing over to the guard and squatted down, resting his arms over his thighs as he stared blankly, a smirk on his face, at Jada-belle, “Well, well, if it isn’t Jada-belle. Did I hear the faint remnants of my dearest friend Ozzy just now?” he questioned, tilting his head to the side, raising one of his hands and poking Jada-belle’s forehead with a finger, “Or was that sweet lil’ Jada-belle telling me I was a jerk?” he asked, almost playfully, his eyes studying Jada-belle La Croix’s face with wonder. Oh, how much fun he just found.

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[Jada-belle La Croix]

Jada-belle made a small noise and looked up at one of the people she knew somewhat well at Lucid, Sid Snider. She knew he had a personality that came out more often than naught as well, She bit her lip while she thought about it. Wasn’t the personalities name Jimmy or something? She had met Jimmy once before, but it was just a brief exchange of words, nothing too serious. Jada-belle’s face reddened a little with embarrassment, she hated being such a klutz. “Ooh, he’s pretty cute” Jada bit her lip again “Shut up Ginger” She screamed in thought, staring at her feet with a strange look on her face.

“Yeah, that was Ozzy” She spoke, pulling herself in to a cross-legged position, light green eyes flicking over his facial features carefully, studying him almost. She couldn’t tell if she was talking to Sid or Jimmy. Ozzy laughed loudly “C’mon Jada, let me out, I wanna play!” then Ginger spoke up “Oh! I wanna play too! Don’t give the reigns to Ozzy, he’s destructive” Jada rubbed her temples for a moment, Skully taking care to make sure they stopped bitching “Well, Ozzy’s more of a friend to you then me” She spoke, Ozzy complaining loudly, he didn’t think he was a shitty person.

“Sorry for bumping in to you” She murmured, pushing some white-blonde curls back over her shoulder, playing with her snake bites a little “So uhh..what brings you to the Rec Room?” She asked, Ginger pushing and pushing, Jada-belle trying to not let the manifesto out, and it was proving a difficult task. “Oh fuck!” She hissed, Ozzy coming out again for just a moment, she blushed and covered her mouth “Sorry.......” She murmured, internally screaming at the other personalities, she didn’t like how they were acting right now. Jada-belle picked herself up off the floor and smiled, sighing somewhat

“So am I speaking with Sid or Jimmy today?” She asked, Ginger making less then lady-like comments in the back of her head, begging to be let out. Jada-belle didn’t want to, she was afraid that Ginger would get her in some sort of trouble, she always did. “Come on Jada, let me out, just for a little bit, I promise you won’t regret it....and neither will he” She whispered, Jada-belle’s brow furrowed slightly “Ginger hush! I’m pretty sure he has a girlfriend” She thought, fighting hard against the manifesto, Ozzy had since taken a seat deep in the recesses of her mind, and Skully was taking a nap, nobody to help her, no guards to keep Ginger at bay.

This frightened her more than anything in the world.