Post by Levirox800 on May 19, 2011 11:34:24 GMT -6
Name:Ivan Ray Williams
Age: Twenty-Seven
Sex: Male
Orientation:If it has a penis I want it.
Summer has come and past, the innocent can never last.
Wake me up, when September ends.
[/right]Personality:
I'm loud spoken and hate generally everything. I'm stubborn as hell and will probably fuck anything that moves.
I like, no LOVE Sharpies friends got me addicted to the damn things now I can't fucking get away frum um. The coats caught me once wif um so when they took um I wrote all over the halls! Oh man it was funny to see nurse Ratchet over there blow a fuse when she found "TWAT" scribbled on the wall!
Dead things, gotta love um, they're fucking amazing therapists, WAY better then the ones in this hell hole. They're so polite and actually listen to me. God I fucking love um all, and they're kinda fun to poke at. I think I literally poked at the nurse Ratchet's kid for an hour after I gouged his eyes out and stabbed him in the heart! What's the matter Ratchet you look a little spooked! Johnny tasted fucking amazing, he did! Ah, I'm just fucking with her, if I keep it up they give me more lovely drugs!
Anything creepy as hell. I've seen every zombie move you can imagine! 28 Days Later, The 4th Reich, A Virgin Among The Living Dead, The Aliens and Kong Kong Zombie, Awaken the Dead, Zone of the Dead, Zombrex: Dead Rising Sun, Dawn of the Dead, and I can name lots more, I can! Fucking love um all.
Most of the time I'm just too spaced out to think about what I really likes, though I finds odd objects, and games to make up and play with all the time. I mad a game wif this dead rat I found, and the rules were simple:
1. Break out'a your cell using that nice little fingy ummm, LOCK PICK! that's what they call um!
2. Get your rat from where ever you hid the bugger.
3. Yell "Hey you fucking coats come get me!"
4. Run like bloody hell while smacking every coat you can with the rat!
That's a fun game it is, usually leads to a couple of hours of therapy of Ratchet yelling "Aw Ivy you gotta do the right bloody thing and not touch your little ratty friend to ofher twats cause they might get the boobieontic plague!" I think the lot here they call staff are more fucking crazy then us kooks, and that's saying something!
I often has very violent outbursts if people touch my shit... I mean, don't you do that too? It's my fucking stuff so get your grubby mits off of it! Toast touched my radio last week and I still have half a mind to lop his finger off! Why the hell is that man called toast?! If I break out of this wretched place I'm gonna kill Ratchet and blame Toast, 'cuz ya know, who the hell would get mad at toast?
I doesn't really trust any Bloak except people I slowly learned to trust *which are very numbered* I can't seem to get a boyfriend to save my life and I really want someone to play with, It's kinda lonely here, ya know?
Dyed my hair a couple colors, blue, pink, purple, blond, but I just can't get away from my black hair. I just fucking love it, it feels right.
Appearance:6'1, 119 Lbs, Greenish-Blue eyes that no one in there right mind should be able to resist, yet again not a lot of people here were ever in there right mind... Black hair, the drapes match the carpet. I only wear black garbed clothes and anything punk I can manage to snag, I got some battle wounds down my leg but the guys all think that's sexy.
*Wears red and black suspenders usually with a top hat or any other cool things he can snag. Generally not picky as long as it's black. Always wears a spiked armband and dog chains. Fallen shoes or Chucks. Wears a rings he stole off one of the doctors, it has a giant I on it so he felt inclined to take it.*
Piercings: Lip piercings originally but the asylum made me take 'em out after I kept getting into fights and getting them ripped out. I still stick things in the holes to piss the coats off.
Tattoos: I've got more tattoos the a 50 cent hooker has VD's. *To wasted to even remember getting half of them*
Like my fathers come to pass.
Seven years has gone so fast.
[/right]Committed For:Well I was just having a nice little chat with Mr. White when the damn buggers came and hauled me away!
Duration of Stay: HA! They day i leave here is the day 6 men carry me out!