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Crystal OC sheetNAME:
Subject 942, AKA Crystal.
Unknown, but classified as female.
More than four months.
Skin is a shiny-oily black metal.
Vains are wires, and the blood is charged with electricity.
Lips are covered with stiches and torn.
Nose is slighty crooked.
Eyes are a beautiful, ocean blue that fades to a dark purple. From top to bottom.
They tend to sparkle in the sunlight.
Hair is a dark red color.
Wears a black top hat, shades to covers her eyes, and a bandana to hide her freaky lips.
Wears a black, dark outfit. Much like what an assassin would wear.
PERSONALITY: Kind hearted and curious.
Doesn't know a lot about the world.
Seems to have tricked herself that she is in love with the man who made her.
His name is Ronald, and he is 27.
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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