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At times life becomes too much and the mind begins to rot. Here the mind can come to be healed. The mind and body as one to be cared for. Yet those who come in don't come out.
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PRESTON, Cancer Leigh « Thread Started on Jan 16, 2009, 6:37pm »
Full Name: Cancer Leigh Preston III
Alias: The Saint
Model: Boyd Holbrook
Age: 22, Born Febuary 14 1986
Sex: Male
Personality: Leigh is a very easy going person. he would rather listen to those around him then talk. This does not make him Emo or depressed much. In fact he spends a great deal of his time trying to make friends. His mind set is of a man on the very edge of his life. A chattering soul and a man holding on to the last bit of his sanity. He of course hallucinates badly and so at times he will be seen speaking to himself. This also stops him form thinking things and even more so some people that speak to him are not real.
When communicating with other people he will try and understand the person first, observe the being and then try and relate as much as possible. Just so he will not stand out. he fears rejection almost as the images and things he sees. When dealing with doctors he spends his time trying to over look the question. he often tries to turn things around on the doctor so he will not give any real information on himself. he adores his mental solitude and he wishes not for any medics to invade that sacred void within his mind.
Orientation: Heterosexual
Height: 5'11
Next of Kin: Patricia Georgia Preston - 50 - Mother (Alive) Lucius Vernen Preston - 53 - Father (Alive) Cancer Leigh Preston II - 47 - Uncle (Dead) Savage Miranda Preston Christopher - 22 'Cousin' (Alive)
Rank: Patient
Mental Status: Post Dramatic Stress Disorder Depression Mild Paranoia
History: Cancer Leigh Preston the Third was born to Patricia and Lucius. Or so Lucius thought. his brother was a twin and so his brother was of course a man whore. This lead to the two twins feuding for Patricia's hand in marriage and she of course had no choice but to choose Lucius because of the plans of a better future, instead of love. By the time Cancer the second was three, his uncle was suddenly 'killed' in the line of duty over seas. Yet there was no record of him ever joining the British army.
Miranda and Cancer were forced to live together and his young cousin was his play mate until he grew up. His mother of course hated him from ump street,this was because Cancer the third belonged to Leigh the second and not Lucius as she had wanted, in fact even Miranda was her own, but when the twins were born Patricia gave Savage to her sister in order for her to care for her instead.
As Leigh and Miranda grew up, it was when the male was only 14- that he learned that the family were all related in some freakish way. Incest... And of the thickest kind... The family had plans for Leigh to marry Savage and of course the male refused. In fact because he did so, Lucius and Patricia both moved together to try and slowly 'make Leigh' listen to them. the started to place small bits of poison into his drinks, it only lead to him having paranoia and then of course he suffered mild brain damage. he was none the wiser.
With Leigh suffering mentally and soon to be dead the family no longer had use for him, just for mere money and wealth they shipped the boy off to the asylum. This was in a event that nothing in Cancer Leigh Preston II's will was in hopes nothing there for him. Which in fact it was. They placed Leigh there in hopes he would get better and they could use the funds in his name to keep the family going through bloody purity.
Leigh has no idea his family only want him 'well' all of a sudden for money. He has been here for two years and showed no signs of ever getting any better. he seems to be holding out on the things he sees or really does not desire to go home.
Appearance and/or picture: Leigh has beautiful light blond hair. the molds nd mixes of golden hay and caramel brown shimmer and shin with high lights of sunny pale blond very soft. His hair is not perfect, in fact it has been thinning lately a lot. It is due to the stress. His hair touches to the males broad shoulders and then linger just a bit down his neck. he will not let it grow much longer then so. His eyes, they are a glossy and glassy looking nickle silver. Like fine polished disc coins. The color in the light or sun light is almost blinding. He has good vision but not quite 20/20 vision. He will need glasses by the time he reaches his ate forties. His skin is a soft creamy milk pale. His skin in some places showing his veins in and through out his soft flesh. Leigh only scars are self inflicted from stab wounds he gave himself trying to rid himself of the 'parasites' that lives in his body, or he likes to think.
Example RP:
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Naga hit the wall hard! His hands moving out to brace himself for impact. His head hit the wall and his mouth had hit the wall so hard he had bit his bottom lip. Blood started to pour down his lip and smear on his ivory chin. The taste of metal rust was lulling on his tongue like a sadistic dance. This bitch... She had pushed him!? Naga placed his fingers to his mouth were the burning sting came from. Oh, she had really kicked him, and in his back. He heard the sounds of the music come right back on and her door slammed hard. His heart skipped a beat.
Finally, he had found the one. The one he was going to shove his foot so far up her ass she would need a tech team with the Jaws of Life to pull his boot out her ass! Naga then moved to the door, his hand caressing the knob for a mere second before he was sure it was locked as he jiggled the handle. Yup, locked. Okay two could play this game. The sounds of the males boots hitting the hard wood flooring out side the room was not heard over the pounding sounds of music that screeched over the thoughts in the teens head.
He walked back to his room and then moved over to his desk. On it was a massive amount of pens, high lighters and several kinds of pencials. All for his school work. But that was not what he had come here for. he moved to grab a butter knife, yes a Butter knife. He had taken it from the cafeteria when he had eaten his breakfast. His own bedroom door always got stuck from time to time and so he had to use this item to pry open his own locked door. Thus, what he was going to do to Jack's.
Naga calmly walked back to the door and then felt on the hard Walnut wood door for the handle, and once he found it, he placed his cheek to the door in order to feel off the vibrations of the clicking. he could not hear it aloud due to the music playing so loudly. The soft 'thump' against his soft skin made his smile as he moved to push open the door and walked over to jack. Naga then moved to grab her stereo and then snatched it from the wall. He moved to toss it into the hallway. The thing smashing hard as he then turned towards her and then moved to run up and then kicked the girl in her side. She was sitting on the bed, but now, she was on the floor.
"Suki desu ka?! Try again... and you wont like what I have in store for you..." he said. he moved to run his hand over his lip and smeared the blood across his cheek. The taste was subsiding now. But the red essence was there like a war paint. He could feel the warm slit in his lower lip ache, but his back was going to bruise. the sting of it would take time to heal, but he was not thinking of that right now. Just this bitch seemed to think she owned the world. But she had another thing coming. he was horny, and very very pissed. he had no friends, and he felt his life could not suck anymore. And this fight, it was an out let for him, a way to get out all his hate... He was almost mentally begging her to touch him again.
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