For the briefest moment you looked into the mirror

"I used to look like this…,"

(Jung Hye Won)

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"But now…"

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You look deeper into your reflection and your memories of before flood you….

I was at work in the ice cream parlour, guns and cream, when I heard the tinkle of the bell alerting me that a customer had arrived. I rushed to the counter and greeted them with a forced smile, inviting them to eat our 'delicious ice cream'.  His dark eyes lingered on me for longer than was needed, then shifted to the menu above my head. He uttered his order and I turned around, pulling the appropriate levers to produce his ice cream. All the time I was preparing his order, I could feel his ever-lasting gaze burning into me. I rotated back around and hastily handed him the ice-cream, told him the cost and bowed. When he finally left, I breathed out a sigh of relief. There was something about some of the customers that came here over this past week that alerted something in the back of my mind. I looked up at the clock, 7:30pm. Guess my shift's over. I tore off my tacky apron and threw it on the ground. I hate this crappy place, I only work here so I can provide me and the other orphans food. I kicked off my heels and threw them in the corner along with my apron, grabbing my converse from under the counter, putting them on and going out the back door. I inhaled a welcome breath of fresh air, glad to be free of the sickly sweet tasting aroma in the parlour. I plugged in my earphones and immediately played my music, blocking out the world around me. I could see the Orphanage in the distance, a gloomy, stout speck in the row of trees and other various wildlife. I was in mid-yawn when I felt a piece of fabric pressed against my nose and mouth. I sharply inhaled a bitter, acidic smell and before I knew it I was out cold.

 

"They'll worry about me…"

Father died in a car accident, Mother commited suicide soon after. Left me alone with my 17 year old brother, Jeongwon. We were sent to an orphanage where I befreinded a young girl of 8, Aera.

 

Your mind keeps fluttering and you can picture yourself vividly….you can remember Yunah very well, like:

Personality: A lonely girl without many friends, isolating herself from the world. Had a sharp personality and would snap back to anyone who told her what to do or angered her. Adapts to new places easily immediately shys away from new people. She is very quiet but as previously stated will lash out if you get on her nerves.

"I wish I had a…"

Internet connection

company

Reassurance

Sketch pad

Nature

paintbrush

"I hope they don't have..Sharp objects, harsh punishment, darkness, Loud noises, isolation or fire  here"

"I used to…

[Paint, do photography, Dance, write creatively, tell stories to Yunah and play the guitar before I came here…"

 

The longer you examined this new person and the old you, the old Yunah seemed like she would slip away. After all…you were given a new name. Now you were Jade. So that meant this was your new life…

 

As reality engulfed you, you thought more about life before this…prison for the crazy and the innocent(like you and the other dolls).

"Jade What're are you doing baby?" said a voice from afar…that was the voice of your master...

 

His name was Chanyeol.

You turned back to look into his face…why was he attractive to you? He was a satyric after all.

Those soft cheeks that seemed to drag me forward to caress them, His deep eyes that I felt like I could fall into and that deep, amazing voice that sent wild thoughts flying though my brain.

His face appeared in the mirror, as he gave a seductive smile. He caged you in; infront of the mirror, with his arms on either side of you…incase you tried to escape.

"I waited patiently for you, you should reward me…" he said hotly into your ear; trimmers shook your small stature compared to the male next to you.

Chanyeol is rough and dominant, he likes to do all the work and take charge. He's a big fan of , so he frequently uses ropes, chains and blindfolds.

optional:"Should we invite another EXO guy?" [Sehun, Tao, Kris and Baekhyun]

And then you answered:

"No,"

[He grabs onto me forcefully and looks straight into my eyes, pulling me towards him in a tight grip. He asks me again, warning me what would happen if I say no.]

Before you knew it…he had touched you…and there was no escaping…(sorry I won't write any ty scenes on the app!)

 

Cell Freedom

When Chanyeol allowed you to go back to your room…you bumped into someone on the way. You remembered his face---he was nice to you.

 

They called him Dongwoo

 

He was a [patient in the Asylum]. He was one of the nicest people to you, other then the other dolls.

*answer this one if he is anything BUT a patient-resident*

"Hello [insert character's real name]! Do you want to hang out?"

[explain what fun things you could do with him. Be mindful he can't exactly take you out for ice cream….unless he manages to sneak you out. For example, if he's a frequent visitor he can take you over to the guest/staff cafeteria/lounge, where you are allowed to eat or play games on the computers and pool table, and a few arcade things. Where as an officer has the keys to clothes departments, candy shop, the library, and he could take you off the premises----though he will be responsible for bringing you back]same with most of the other staff workers.]

*answer these if you chose a patient*

"Hello Jade! You and I should hang out again ,"

[We sit in his cell and talk, talking about our pasts and what we want our futures to be like. Dongwoo is bipolar so I must be careful when I decide to talk to him, as one wrong move could turn things nasty.]

 

But suddenly you heard a booming voice from behind you. You turned half-frightened because he sounded angry.

"---Get over here!" he drags you aside. You didn't see him glare as he turned the two of you back down the hall towards his cell.

As soon as he locked the door you were thrown upon the bed

"Who the is he?" he asked while you answered

"A friend,"

I saw him crying in the corner on the third day I was here and I went over to check on him. He'd had a sudden emotional outbreak and burst out crying, running into the first dark corner he could find. I did my best to comfort him and we became friends from the on.

"Did I tell you you could have friends?" when did he ever tell you you couldn't? You shook your head

"Stay away from him," and you just knew life here would be hell. You cursed the day you came to Black Apple Asylum.