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Jul 22, 2008 15:25:42 GMT -5
Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 22, 2008 15:25:42 GMT -5
*Crane hummed to himself as he pulled out various drugs. Every day he broke a few patients, but random and pointless cruelty was never as enjoyable as when something could be learned from it. His smile grew wider when the inmate was dragged into the room.*
"Thank you. That will be all."
*The man was left lying on the floor, still in his straightjaket. Crane picked up a needle and headed over to him, leaning down to whisper into his ear, still wearing an awful smile.*
"Good to see you back, Mr. Renfield."
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Renfield
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Jul 22, 2008 15:27:45 GMT -5
Post by Renfield on Jul 22, 2008 15:27:45 GMT -5
*Renfield snarled and tried to bite Crane's cheek. Wen the doctor laughed and drew away, Renfield burst out giggling*
"No rest for the mad, is there? The Mistress will miss me...the Master won't care..."
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Jul 22, 2008 15:31:23 GMT -5
Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 22, 2008 15:31:23 GMT -5
*Crane sighed*
"The Master, the Mistress...I think I'd call that overcompensation for lack of a place in the world. You need someone to need you. But I do."
*Picking up a needle, he untied the man's amr, holding tightly so he couldn't wriggle free.*
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Renfield
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Jul 22, 2008 15:33:12 GMT -5
Post by Renfield on Jul 22, 2008 15:33:12 GMT -5
*Renfield uttered a high-pitched shriek as the needle pierced his arm. After moment he stopped writhing, becoming paralyzed with a feeling on unameable dread*
"For the love of god, let me go!"
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Jul 22, 2008 15:35:33 GMT -5
Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 22, 2008 15:35:33 GMT -5
"Interesting."
*Crane took out his notes, jotting his observations down as the man started to convulse again*
"And this is on a half-vampire. I wonder..."
*He put on his mask and turned back to Renfield.*
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Renfield
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Jul 22, 2008 15:38:35 GMT -5
Post by Renfield on Jul 22, 2008 15:38:35 GMT -5
*The mask was too much for him. As the toxin filled his half-breed blood, the head with that horrible mask seemed to turn into a bat with gian, red eyes*
"No Master...you can't have me, you can't have her! I defy you!"
*When Crane took another step closer, Renfield gave an eardrum-shattering cry, feeling his heart beating faster and faster, until-
-it stopped.*
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Jul 22, 2008 15:41:40 GMT -5
Post by Herbert von Krolock on Jul 22, 2008 15:41:40 GMT -5
((MEGAN: Oh, your ass is grass, Crane.))
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Jul 22, 2008 15:41:51 GMT -5
Post by Jonathan Crane on Jul 22, 2008 15:41:51 GMT -5
*He prodded the lunatic with his foot, but it didn't move. Crane took off his mask, smirking despite the end to the experiment. Perhaps this high dose was too much for half-vampires, but it worked nonetheless.
He rang a bell, summoning a worker.*
"Take this and dump it somewhere. You know what to do."
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Jul 22, 2008 15:43:50 GMT -5
Post by Rachel on Jul 22, 2008 15:43:50 GMT -5
((Oh, this is good. I freakin' love you, Crane! ))
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Jun 15, 2009 23:27:34 GMT -5
Post by Jonathan Crane on Jun 15, 2009 23:27:34 GMT -5
*NEW DAY*
It had been, to tell the truth, rather boring. He never thought he would grow tired of inducing fear, but the patients always reacted the same way. Screams lose their novelty after the hundredth hearing, even for a man like Crane.
Which was why he was working on an entirely new drug...
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Jun 15, 2009 23:35:29 GMT -5
Post by Sydney on Jun 15, 2009 23:35:29 GMT -5
((Oh great. THIS thread. *Reads and cowers* XD))
*Sydney paused for a moment outside the office. She was dressed in deep blue dress, a veiled hat and in her gloved hands was a parasol. She knocked on the door of Dr. Crane's office.*
"Dr. Crane?" *she asked, her words colored with an English accent.*
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Jun 15, 2009 23:37:35 GMT -5
Post by Jonathan Crane on Jun 15, 2009 23:37:35 GMT -5
"Come in."
He didn't mind the distraction as much as he normally would have- the results wouln't be in until he'd had someone to test them on.
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Jun 15, 2009 23:48:09 GMT -5
Post by Sydney on Jun 15, 2009 23:48:09 GMT -5
*She entered and closed the door behind her. A quick look around the office sent a strange sensation down her spine that she ignored. Not much time had passed since she had, in a sense, "re-entered" society and those short weeks had been full of unexplained moments of panic. She had learned early on to ignore them in order to function.*
"Thank you for clearing time off your undoubtedly busy schedule to see me. I understand that this appointment was rather last minute. I must apologize."
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Jun 15, 2009 23:51:05 GMT -5
Post by Jonathan Crane on Jun 15, 2009 23:51:05 GMT -5
"Not at all. Sadly, most of my staff are lest experienced in more unique cases than I would like then to be- as such, it's not rare for me to see patients. What exactly is the issue?"
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Jun 16, 2009 0:01:19 GMT -5
Post by Sydney on Jun 16, 2009 0:01:19 GMT -5
*Sydney took a seat. She unpinned her hat, placed it on her lap then leaned her parasol against the chair, all the while contemplating her words.*
"I've recently realized... that I'm missing a large portion of my memory... More than a year of my life, I can't recall."
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