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[2011-05-18 15:04:08 +0000 UTC]
"Welcome to the garden state"
(United States)
# Statistics
Favourites: 26; Deviations: 2; Watchers: 14
Watching: 16; Pageviews: 2075; Comments Made: 147; Friends: 16
# About me
WELCOME TO NEW JERSEY, WHERE THE WEAK ARE KILLED AND EATEN.Patient at
Name: Helena Jones.
Age: 17
Gender: female
Appearance: Long (just above shoulder length) dark brown hair, green eyes, somewhat tan. She prefers being pale. Height is around 5'2. She has two ear piercings and one nose piecing but she wants a lip ring, too. She also has a tattoo of three small bunnies on her lower back, by her right hip.
Why she's here: schizophrenia, paranoia, blood lust, and many violent tendencies. (such as biting, kicking, and scratching...)
(( I'm a literate roleplayer, but if you prefer a script format, that's fine c: ))
Well they encourage your complete cooperation,
Send you roses when they think you need to smile.
I can't control myself because I don't know how,
And they love me for it honestly, I'll be here for a while.
So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff!
Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough.
So give them blood, blood, blood.
Grab a glass because there's going to be a flood!
A celebrated man amongst the gurneys.
They can fix me proper with a bit of luck.
The doctors and the nurses they adore me so,
But it's really quite alarming cause I'm such an awful fuck. (Oh thank you!)
I gave you blood, blood, gallons of the stuff,
I gave you all that you can drink and it has never been enough.
I gave you blood, blood, blood,
I'm the kind of Jersey wreckage that you love!
Relations (ask to be on here c: )
you seem... interesting. I think you're alright, but some of the voices say otherwise...
# Comments
Comments: 134
Sir Vionce went past upon his red horse, his broadsword gleamed wickedly in the sunlight. "Looks like a good place to start." he mused to himself.
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Helena blinked. It was very rare that anyone every visited whilst riding a horse; a red one much less... "What the hell?"
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He turned back at the words.
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"Sir Vionce, or as some prefer, War..."
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"And what do you do?"
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"Nothing much..." he grinned.
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"Is it something that would interest me?"
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"I would assume no."
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"Never assume. It makes an ass out of 'u' and me."
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"True I would suppose."
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"Tell me, about yourself..."
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"What would you like to know?"
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"Anything..." he said.
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"Alright then... Helena Jones, not so proud state of New Jersey. I'm bipolar, and my mood is changed easily. I'm not very social, and I really only talk to people that I love. I love every genre of music except for country, and I can name damn near every horror movie ever made. I also speak fluent Italian... anything else?"
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"What do you choose to do for a living?"
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"Due to... er... mental health conditions, I don't quite have a job..."
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"Ah... Well that is a bit of an ease upon you."
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"I guess..." Helena's voice sounded dull and empty.
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"Why do you sound so empty?"
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"Because my life is dull and grey. What's the point in showing emotion? I've always been known as a social outcast. I'm full of what most people hate. Compared to places like New York, I'm trash... I've never been accepted."
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"Then you must aspire to change that. That is a fault of mortals, but you can change it. Don't give because they mock you, but instead grow from it and show that you are not what they make you out to be." War advised calmly.
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Helena nodded a bit and then stared at the ground under her feet. "I suppose it won't hurt to at least try... but I won't be able to do much. Sometimes there are wounds that can't be healed, along with scars that can't be erased..."
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"Well as long as you try..."
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Huh. It seems that I found another Jersey! *smiles brightly*
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Oh, hello~ OuO I enjoy meeting other Jersey's~
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*laughs* Me too! But I'm so happy I found another ;w;
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Hey, Jersey? *peeks her head through the door way* Can I talk to you..?
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Sure! What's up?
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... If.. the confederacy was to start up again... would you join..? Cause Georgia's starting it up.. a-and... she didn't want to fight any of us... and.. ugh, she was crying and I said I would help..
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Why would she be starting it again...?
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Alfred's treating her unfairly. He basically hates her and is harsher on her. Several states apparently feel this way and have decided to secede as well. and their alliances... oh, it's pretty big.
(( ~Cindy-Jones-1788 check relations titled "confederacy and its alliances" ~))
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I had no idea... and I never talk to Alfred, so I don't really have much of an opinion on this...
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*shrugs* It's up to you. Cindy just wants me to spread the word around.
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I know... But I just don't get it...
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(( Cali~? owo ))
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(( Yush< I didn't a Jersey existed Q u Q ))
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(( I wasn't aware of a California ;-; ))
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(( Seriously? D': ))
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With a look of boredom in her eyes Lilith looked around for someone, to perhaps join her in a game. "Ho hum, is anyone around~?"
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Helena smiled, walking up behind the girl. "Hello~"
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Lilith turned her head, seeing Helena. "Ah~? Hello there~..."
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The small girl wandered around the halls, shaking. Then, she saw another person. She walked right up and said, "H-H-H-Hello there.."
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"Oh, uh... hey?" the girl turned around. "I'm Helena. Who are you?"
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"I-I'm Minnesota. C-Call me Stephanny." the girl studdered.
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"Cool. I'm the state of New Jersey. I guess that makes us sisters..."
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