Lady Celes Crusader

Spiteful Loner You are 57% Rational, 14% Extroverted, 57% Brutal, and 28% Arrogant. You are the Spiteful Loner, the personality type that is most likely to go on a shooting rampage. You are a rational person and tend to hold emotions in very low-esteem; not only that, but you are also rather introverted, meaning you probably bury any emotions you feel deep inside yourself. Combine these traits with your hatred of others and your brutality, and it seems that you would be quite likely to shoot innocent people in a rampage. Not only that, but you are also a very humble person--not a braggart at all--meaning you could possibly have low-self esteem. This is only yet one more incentive to go on a shooting rampage, because you wouldn't care if you died as a result. Granted, you probably haven't gone on a shooting rampage and probably never will, but all the motivations are there. In conclusion, your personality is defective because you are too introverted, brutal, insecure, and rather unemotional. No wonder no one hangs around you, you morbid, cold-hearted freak! To put it less negatively: 1. You are more RATIONAL than intuitive. 2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted. 3. You are more BRUTAL than gentle. 4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant

Happy Birthday Canid. :wizzie:

Too bad it's already over, because I really enjoyed it. I'd like to play another game where I must write in first person as it ads a lot of dimensions to the characters. It was though writing Audrey but it was fun and challenging.

I'm not that eager to do this vote but I guess he's the only one who really stand out ICly. OOC: A vote against Thomas McKinston / Patrick Durham

I've listened to the others, although each have their own ways. The one that had been called Mr Ulmer did stared at me in his odd way. Perhaps my speech about lesbian sex aroused him... and that he seems to give the same stare at the little girl too. I guess that he's a monster like me, in his own way. As "Miss Lin" I respect her humor. This is exactly what it is done here, they want to give society a good consciense by giving us therapy even if there's no way in hell I'm going to get out of jail alive. I'm jailed for doing seven planned murders and to have eaten human flash for Chris' sake and society expect ME to go into therapy? What gives? In my case, it's completly useless and I'm sure it's useless for everyone else, maybe with the exception of the lil girl. Brenda too, well I think her name is Brenda, sure doesn't give a shit about it. She gave in a nice prefab answer they all like to hear. As for lil girl, Tabby... I suck remembering names, she kept quiet which is all fine with me. And then, here's Geekboy who decided to steal the show with a bad attempt to impress us. Nice grin thought. Finally, Thomas, who happens to be in the cell next to mine finally spoke up. He seems to be different from us as I think he genuinely feels regrets for what he had done. He could have gotten away from it but NOOO! He had to turn himself to the cops. And on top of that he looks like a cop. I think that, unlike us, he's not a f***** up as me or any of the others, as far as I can tell. Then, my thoughts switches back at "femur guy" and the fact that his body will be waisted upsets me. The doctor notcied it. - Is there anything you want to add? - Yeah! It sucks that Femur guy's body will be waisted! - Femur guy? You mean Jeremy. Forget about getting any body parts for whatever uses you make for them. - At least, I can do anything CONS-TRUC-TIVE with cadavers, unlike these stupid therapies. It's not like I'll be going out of here soon. Not with a 800 plus years jail sentence. There's absolutly no point. - Audrey, you'll go to my office after this session. I think there's a lot to discuss. - Yeah sure... whatever! Geez... get off my case you crazy b****!

I agree with Katz about putting this over the Scarlet pen. Believe it or not but I did hold back, or at least try to. It is very hard to show the monstruosity of both necrophilia and pedophilia without shocking anyone as the very nature of these crimes is shocking. In fact, murder is a shocking crime by itself.

Is there anything worse than therapy? Yes... GROUP therapies. I hate them, I can't stand them and the first one is about regret... ah-HA! Sure... And now I've learned than one of the boys just died... What a waste, gotta have to ask the question to the doc. - Hey doc! What did they do to his body? - It's now in the autospy room and no, we wont give you any part of it. I snap my fingers in dissapointment. - Damn! I regret that I couldn't have fun with him before he dies. - Well, now that you conveniently talk about regrets, is there anything else you do regret. - Hum, I regret that I havent been more cautious about the corpses' smell in my appartment. I regret that I havent f***** so many. - Language please! There's a child here. - A child who had probably commited murder as well. When I was her age, I've heard and seen every many depraved stuff. So, I also regret that I havent have sex with more girls. Lesbians really rules when it comes to... - There's no need to continue, Audrey. I've seen Dr. Tuttle nodding in despair. I know that I was a pain in her large a** but heck, I decide it was time to ask her an embarrassing question. - Why? Did you ever tried to get laid with a woman? - No... thank you Audrey. I see that you have absolutly no shame about your sexuality. - You're damn right! I'm a professionnal after all. While the doctor coaxes the others into speaking, I couldn't help to think about the dead guy's body... his legs... hum... his legs... they we're so long... I'm sure that his femur would have make an awesome toy... hum... At the moment, the doctor keeps calling my name, pulling me off the daydream. - Uh what? - Audrey, care to tell us if you genuinely regret killing these people. I look at Dr. Tuttle lazily. - No... I don't. Their death provided me the best orgasms I ever had. It was way better than heroin. - You never thought of their relatives? - I did for one of the guys. I wondered if he had brothers who were as well equipped as he was. - They were someone's brother, sister, son, daughter and friend... - So... what's the point? They were only toys! - Toys... So this is how you consider other people? Objects meant to satisfy your desires? - Yeah. So? The doctor rolls her eyes and I glance at the other. They were all staring at me, wondering how to react to what I've just said. If Dr. Tupple considered us as damn murdurer, I'm pretty that I'm the most damned in her mind.

Celes steps next to Ayshela and hugs her. - Congratulations! With everything you've done at the Storyteller Guild, you're proven many times how amazing you are. It's very well deserved. (OOC: *hugs* Congrats and good luck!)

*Hugs the Mynx* Happy Birthday! :woot:

After my guards force me to sat down on a chair, I check at those who were already here. Actually, they were only two men; one that looks too much like the pigs and the other had the word geek stamped on his forehead. I tried to take the most comfortable position as possible, considering that I have my hands tied together behind my back. Then, a little girl arrive which surprises me a bit. However, she's way to young for my taste since at that age, they don't know a sh** about sex. However, I would love to rape the men... Hum... straddling them, make them moaning until I stab, stab, stab, stab... The geek's fingers are worthy to be kept. Then, the arrival of two other women and two other men pulls me out of my daydream. The other two males interesting sex toy prospects although they seems to be in their forthies. As for the women, they were of the perfect age group, although the key is to find out if they are into women. But there's something else that makes me smile, one of the guards is covered with puke. I decided to taunt that fellow. - Hey you! Yeah you with the puke! I guess your prisonner want to show you how much you stink! While some of the other prisonners chuckles, one of my guards already scolds me. - Behave Audrey! - Or what? You'll tie me up in a straight jacket? It'll be more confortable than having my hands tied up behind my back. Suddenly, the voice of a woman called for a Thomas, and the one that reminds me of a cops gets up and leaves into another room. I look back at my guards and I grinned at them. I was curious about the man that just left. - Where he's going? - If I told you, would you promise to behave? - Sure... And tell me why there's a kid here? - About the kid, I've got no idea why she's transferred here. Behind these doors, you'll be interviewed by Dr. Tuttle. - How many interviews will it take until they find out what the whole world already knows; that I'm a f***** up b****? I sigh and lean back on my tied up arms, waiting for my turn.

Errr... I think there's a bit of confusion between Sweetcherrie's and my character. Sweetcherrie's is actually the on who puked while mine is the hyena.

Congratulations to all three. Each of your contributions within the Pen are remarkable.

I was surprised that no media showed up when I embarked on this piece of junk of a van. After all, I have been dubbed as a female Jeffrey Dahmer and my transfer to wherever they send me had been highly publicised. The thought makes me smile, while he was docile and able to control his pulsions, I don't. Therefore, these pigs chained my limbs on two different post, giving me just enough slack in case the van had crappy suspension... and it have. I didn't wasted my time to talk to my "necrositters"; they are so empowered by their weapons... hum... their weapons... I wonder if they use them for something else... something more devious... I couldn't help but laugh. One of the pigs, whom I suspect that have a shorter temper, replies. - What do you find so funny? I keep laughing in the most obnoxious way I can think of, since that I'm denied of expressing my sexuality, I want to piss these guys off as often as possible. It worked with the susceptible guardian. - Would you stop it? - Or else? I've asked the question with the most taunting quirk I could came up with. The poor imbecile was about to blow in anger. - I... I... I... - I. I. I. I! That's all you could say? Oh... I'm sure that you tempted to shove... - ENOUGH!!!! This time, it was the cretin's boss who reacted, while holding his collegue down. - But officer Kramer! You know how much your little piggy friend direly needs to show me his autoritae! I'm all tied up after all! While "Piggy" was red with anger, Kramer stared at me and kept his calm poise. Dammit I hate him for that! - Calm down Frank, you're exactly doing what she wants. Ignore her and let her squirm in her own twisted perversions. DAMMIT!!! I absolutly hate Kramer! Now I'm all excited and the first thing I know is that I've just been hanged up to dry. And now, that stupid van must have rolled on somekind of hole as it made me jump but the chains pulled me back roughly. I wince at the pain but I quickly pull myself together. When we finally reached destination, my "companions" detach my left hand from it's post, make me lean forward and attach my left arm to my right arm behind my back. They put shackles on my ankles and removes the chains that linked me to the van's poles. After I've been jerk outside, we wait at the entrance of this new facility until two guards showed up. Kramer lend me to the guards warning them about my behavior. When the guards take me away, I couldn't help but to tease "Piggy" for one last time. - Hey Piggy! You've got a big baton here. Ever wonder if your wife f... "Piggy" instantly bursts in rage, knowing too well what I meant. I laugh so hard that I have a hard time to walk, forcing my new guards to drag me. In fact, the more "Piggy" yell at me, the more I laugh. I'll kinda miss him.

Quincunx: Do you expect us to play right now or to wait for a more appropriate moment before we start roleplay?

You're always been wise and it was worthed to cheer you up whenever you needed to.

Interesting. I promised to be careful when I'll type her replies. Name: Audrey Delanoe Age: 36 Gender: Female Race: Caucasian Marital Status: Single Admitted April 1998 Stabbed seven (7) persons with butcher knife while having sexual intercourse with them for a period of three years. Victimes were from both genders. Youngest victim was 14 years-old while oldest victim was 25 years-old. Kept her victims' body parts in freezers either as food or as sexual toys. Neigbhours called the police when suspeicious smell emerged from the appartment. Prior to the murders, was arrested on five occasions because of her prostitution. Is serving a 235 years jail sentence. Assessment of the state: Several interviews allowed us to concluded that she's a narcissist sociopath. Denied to be sexually abused as a child and burst in hysteria when asked. Had been drugged and beaten by her pimp when she was a prostitute. Considers other people as nothing more than objects to serve their purpose in her own fantasies. Subject should never be left alone with other patients.

I've finally went to see it and I appreciated it. It was indeed better than Episode I and II but it's not to the caliber of the other three episodes. I appreciate that it brings in lots of answers and it really bridges well to the Episode IV. Speaking of Episode IV, I rewatched it this afternoon. Now that I've seen all the prequels, it gives a new perspective to the actual movie.

The English version is lovely and I understand too well the difficulty to translate from one tongue to another.

Happy belated birthday!

Hypetension - Abnormally high blood pressure caused by a trendy stress.

Belated happy birthday wishes for you, Jechum.

Well, you're totally in the spirit of what it had been asked to you. I does look cute since I know as much German as Zariah.

Watches Cambronne sniffing any remains of the cat food and snatches him away from it. - No Cambronne, you know that you can't eat just anything now. You'll get some treat later on but now, behave. The cat protests while his mistress smiles at Ozy. - Happy Birthday Ozy. I always appreciate your wisdom and leadership, it'll always be needed in an group such as the Pen. Thanks for everthing. The Phatasm mage leaves while Cambronne meows in her arms. Meanwhile a shy Carbone gently licks some cat food off Ozymandias. However, as soon as Ozy moves, the scaredy cat was already gone.

Congrats Gryphon! :woot:

Happy birthday to both of you! Dean: Thanks a lot for implementing the Werewolf games.