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Deep beneath the surface, in a room with white walls, there were five people sitting around a table. Four of them were wearing white coats while one of them was wearing an expensive green suit. The man in green sat at the head of the table and with a cigarette in his mouth and files infront of him, he started to speak. "Dr. Kayne, Dr. Meckenna, Dr. Mendoza and Dr. Lavelle, it's good to meet you. I have no name, so call me 'Nameless' or "Less' for short. You know why you're here, you don't seem the kind of people who takes on jobs without reading the job description. Before I asign each of you with a patient I'd like each of you to introduce yourselves, you'll be working on project Twilight Zone together for a long time so it's best if you get along.

(Cough,Cough) "Forgive the interruption sir, but it is Dr McKenna, not MecKenna." he said. He stood up and addressed the others. "My name Kieran McKenna, I do my best work with the insane or paranoid. My methods are my own, and I came here because I would like to work with the supernatural, I have no want for money, so this is purely a job and not a resource, I look forward to getting to know you as friends and collegues. That is all."

Nameless looked at his files and took out his pen and scribbled something on them. He then seemed to push a button on his suit, "Mary? That Johnson guy who made these files, he's fired. Erase his memory and escort him out." He then continued to listen to the others.

Chris stood up next "Hi, my names Chris Mendoza but please feel free to call me Chris or Doc if I'm with a patient. I'm here because I have a passion for finding out how the mind works and all the intricacies the mind possesses."

Esme was next to introduce herself. She stood up and bowed lightly. "I'm Dr. Esme Lavelle. I like helping people, and I'm here to do that today. I took this job because it was a chance to help those who others wouldn't help, and an experience I just couldn't pass up." She said.

Then she nodded again before sitting down "I look forward to working with you. Thank you"

Standing up, Drisk looked at everyone in the room with a smile on his face that was large yet somehow avoided seeming obnoxious. "Hello, I'm Drisk Kayne, and I'm here because I saw the name "Twilight Zone" and signed up without looking at what exactly it is I signed up for. Only later did I find out, and man was I lucky, this whole thing seems very interesting." Drisk fell back into his chair, sitting with one leg folded over the other, a variation of the typical "criss-cross" way of sitting.

Nameless opened a document and handed 1 file to everyone. "This is your patient, are there any complaints?" he asked as he looked around.

(I'm pm'ing each of you a random patient, you may now post your character's reaction to his patient)

"Mirku A. Valkory" Esme read aloud as she scanned the page with her eyes. He didn't look all that dangerous from the picture, but Esme knew not to judge a book by it's cover.

"When can I meet him?" She asked

"When my explanation is done, you will meet your patient," Nameless said against Esme.

(http://www.mental-health-matters.com/disorders/list_alpha.php this is a neat little link for the mental disorder you'll be dealing with. Also I've send patients at last, sorry but school's a [censored])

"'Ikki?' Well no wonder he has some problems, Alright. Ready when the rest are." Dr McKenna looked at the paper, hmm, he mumbled, gender confused, werewolf, and generally screwed up. Perfect, a true test of his skills.

Chris had a look at his allocated patient "Lala, and we're not sure if that's her name or if she's a girl. Brilliant."

( waiting for you drisk, but don't feel pressured to post, take your time.)

"Hmm... multiple personalities.... a vampire.... refuses to drink cowblood. Well gee whilikers, this should be fun" he said, looking at the picture of the vampire. What an interesting case... should I start with the cowblood thing, or the different personality thing? I better meet this guy before I decide where to start. "Hey, do we have some form of protection in case the patients turn out to be a little more homocidal than first assumed?" According to the sheet, one of his personalities had a case of the blood munchies, and Drisk didn't especially feel like being bitten that day.

"Ofcourse we've taken measures to make sure you are safe if the patients try to harm you." Nameless said to anwser Drisk's question. "Does anyone want some breakfast before we start?"


(Shizzel! The word document I saved the sheets of the patients has gone 'corrupt' for some reason. Except for nuff, can everyone pm me the info I send you including pic? I'll have to retype some of the extra stuff but atleast I copy pasta some)

"I guess that means no, very well. Let's get this show started." Nameless said as he stood up and walked outside the door and the others followed. He first stopped at a door with number 69 written on it, "This is your stop Drisk, though you appear to be alone, do not worry, we are watching."

After Drisk entered he continued up to the door marked 13, "this is your stop mrs. Esme" The rest continued to number 7. "Chris, go ahead." Dr. McKenna and nameless now continued to number 0. "Don't let him bite you."
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Nuff

Esme entered the room. It was bright because of the white walls, in the wall opposite of the door Mirku was chained to a wall, he appeared to be asleep as his eyes were closed. Infront of her was a table with some blank sheets of paper and a pencil.
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Optix

Chris entered the room. It was dark and hard to see, infront of him was a desk with some blank sheets and a pen. In the corner he saw a cloaked person shivering nervously.
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MOG

Dr.McKenna entered the room, it was dimly lit. In a straight jacket infront of him sat Ikki, he looked up and turned his head sligthly. "Umm hello.. who are you?"
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Drisk

Drisk entered the room and immideiatly heard classic music, the 1812 overture by Tchaikovsky to be exact. The vampire sat in a corner with closed eyes as if he was enjoying the music. He seemed awfully pale and weak. He then noticed his visitors and opened his mouth to speak. "Good evening, are you the person who'll be working with me?"