jadore jouer
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Basically, a place where people in their late teens(i.e. 18 and 19) could go instead of jail. Full of junkies, theifs, and anyone else convicted of a crime. I suck at describing, but hopefully you'll get the idea. Doctors, Guards, Residents, etc. are all welcome. All I ask is that you be literate and use proper grammar and english (when not speaking for the character). Thanks!
Name - Alex Dowse
Age - 18
Hair - medium brown
Eyes - large and hazel
height - 5' 2"
weight - 98lb.
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Thank you, mom and dad.
Arms and legs stretched outward, the brunette tilted her head lazily upward, not really wanting to pay much attention to the situation in which she found herself. The chubby palms of the large, balding security guard patted down her ridiculously slender frame, feeling for any abnormality that could possibly be an AUTO G36 Rifle. People usually carry those in their jeans, you know. Or their bras?
Thank you very, very much.
Once satisfied her breasts concealed no weapons or drugs of any kind, the guard finished his frisk and allowed her to walk past him and out the large oak door. With a roll of her large, hazel eyes, she trotted down the stone front stoop and onto the grounds of Henderson Sanitarium for Juvenile Souls. With its rolling hills of green and its fairly castle-like appearance, HSJS almost didn’t look too bad.
Almost.
Not really.
The girl walked swiftly across the grassy grounds, her thin arms swinging almost playfully at her sides. She turned her eyes about the place, surveying her new surroundings: Grass, lake, and some more grass with a few small stone benches—she supposed this was what had been referred to as "the park." Some park. Turning her focus towards the aforementioned lake, she noticed the large and frightening-looking electric fence that enclosed the entire HSJS campus. With a half-smirk-half-grin, she turned and shook her head condescendingly towards the large brick building. Honestly. With such fantastic technology, HSJS surely could've employed brighter security guards. Or hornier ones.
Breaking out into a mild skip-slash-jog, she made her way around the bend of the large lake and behind a couple of trees. Once out of sight from the Sanitarium building, she ran her pale fingers through her dark hair, finding the minuscule stick of wood she’d hidden there. Sticking the match between her teeth, she unbuttoned her jeans and stuck a bony hand into her underwear. There, done up in some plastic and wedged into the spot where leg meets crotch, was her foil-wrapped freedom.
Her name was Alex Dowse, and she’d smuggled her smack into Henderson Sanitarium for Juvenile Delinquents.
Name - Alex Dowse
Age - 18
Hair - medium brown
Eyes - large and hazel
height - 5' 2"
weight - 98lb.
_____________________________________________________________
Thank you, mom and dad.
Arms and legs stretched outward, the brunette tilted her head lazily upward, not really wanting to pay much attention to the situation in which she found herself. The chubby palms of the large, balding security guard patted down her ridiculously slender frame, feeling for any abnormality that could possibly be an AUTO G36 Rifle. People usually carry those in their jeans, you know. Or their bras?
Thank you very, very much.
Once satisfied her breasts concealed no weapons or drugs of any kind, the guard finished his frisk and allowed her to walk past him and out the large oak door. With a roll of her large, hazel eyes, she trotted down the stone front stoop and onto the grounds of Henderson Sanitarium for Juvenile Souls. With its rolling hills of green and its fairly castle-like appearance, HSJS almost didn’t look too bad.
Almost.
Not really.
The girl walked swiftly across the grassy grounds, her thin arms swinging almost playfully at her sides. She turned her eyes about the place, surveying her new surroundings: Grass, lake, and some more grass with a few small stone benches—she supposed this was what had been referred to as "the park." Some park. Turning her focus towards the aforementioned lake, she noticed the large and frightening-looking electric fence that enclosed the entire HSJS campus. With a half-smirk-half-grin, she turned and shook her head condescendingly towards the large brick building. Honestly. With such fantastic technology, HSJS surely could've employed brighter security guards. Or hornier ones.
Breaking out into a mild skip-slash-jog, she made her way around the bend of the large lake and behind a couple of trees. Once out of sight from the Sanitarium building, she ran her pale fingers through her dark hair, finding the minuscule stick of wood she’d hidden there. Sticking the match between her teeth, she unbuttoned her jeans and stuck a bony hand into her underwear. There, done up in some plastic and wedged into the spot where leg meets crotch, was her foil-wrapped freedom.
Her name was Alex Dowse, and she’d smuggled her smack into Henderson Sanitarium for Juvenile Delinquents.
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