Mania And Melancholy [Open] {Capitol}

Demens' State Hospital

The I.V. and your hospital bed
This was no accident
This was a therapeutic chain of events

Welcome to Demens' State Hospital. "You mean The Lunatic Asylum of Panem!" Please excuse the patients, some believe they know what they are talking about. "Nah, it's The Loonie Bin, get it right." I'm sorry, we will have someone control them while you are here. Allow me to explain what we do here. If you will walk with me, I can show you around at the same time. Here is the entrance area, where we admit those brought in by family members and where those with questions can come to ask them. We do not have phones as it would become problematic for some of our guests. "Guests, pah. Prisoners more like." I'm sorry, please allow me a moment to deal with him.

There, he has now been escorted to his room and will remain there for the duration of your visit. Once again, I apologize for his rude outburst, but it is the nature of this facility to take in those with less reason than most. "Oh now why'd you go an' do that, he never did nothin' wrong." It seems we should continue on, there are a few too many people here for me to easily explain much of anything. Follow me to the Snow Wing, named after our wonderful leader President Snow. Here is where those who require higher amounts of attention stay, such as those who have Epilepsy, severe phobias and Depression.

This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

Why here? Well, this way we are closer to them at all times so we can respond quickly in the case of an emergency. Would you like to look inside one of the rooms, we currently have a vacancy here so it will be no hassle. creak It seems we need to oil these hinges. They get rusted when not used very often, as this one has been vacant for a while it has become somewhat stiff. As you can see, each guest has their own bed, bathroom and dresser. Other personal objects are brought in when they arrive. This room here is more or less bare at the moment because of its lack of an occupant. If we might continue, I can show you through the other closer wing, the Rohan Wing, named after the mayor of the most important District, District two. For what would we do without their management of the criminals. They are also the ones who helps us transfer the guests with more severe problems so no one is harmed.

This here is the Rohan Wing, and those who are more sane of mind stay here. This way they can have some space from the other guests and still easily interact with the staff and others when they wish. Their rooms are slightly more extravagant than those in the Snow Wing, but this is only because they are less likely to use the objects in their rooms to injure themselves. Yes, things like that do happen here, but for the most part we are able to avoid such situations with careful interactions and monitoring.

I'm sorry to say that this is all I am able to show you, but I must get back to my work. I will show you back to the entrance and then you should be off, it isn't wise to wander these halls by yourself. You may get lost. In more ways than just your path.

The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

Psst, hello. Don't leave yet. I have something to share with you. Come with me, back to the Rohan Wing. I saw you getting "the tour" from the Superintendent, or her highness as the nurses call her. I'm one of the nurses here, you see, so I know all of the goings on. I'm one of those who has worked here the longest, so I can tell you everything. And while I wish to, I don't have enough time. I will, however, tell you that this place is not all that it seems. It is the not the nice, cozy place she makes it out to be. And she is neither as warm nor as friendly as she pretends. My explanations may leave you cold, but they are nothing like seeing it for yourself. Follow me, it is a bit of a walk to where we are going, but I assure you we will not get lost.

Welcome to hell, or that's what everyone has nicknamed this place. It may as well be as far from Ripred as we are from countries outside of Panem. Formally, it is known as the Loomis Wing, named after the District twelve mayor. As you can tell, District twelve is not a favorite around here, unlike District two. The only place worse than this is the Enoch Wing, named after the little known president of District thirteen. Oh, you didn't know that District thirteen actually isn't a pile of rubble. I didn't either until I started working here. Anyway, I won't discuss that with you. I won't show you the Enoch Wing either. Trust me, this place is as bad as you will be able to stand. I will tell you of what they do both here and there though.

Just sit back, just sit back
Just sit back and relax
Just sit back, just sit back
Just sit back and relapse again

Here in the Loomis Wing they house those who they deem too dangerous to be near society. This place is even worse than any prison you might come across. The rooms are usually bare aside from a cot with a mattress that, with luck, might be about four inches thick, though most are only about two now. Their entire rooms are made of concrete, and they have only tiny windows in the very top of the room, much too high to reach even if you happened to stand on another's shoulders. They say it's so that they won't escape, but it's not like it's much of a window. It can't even open, and even if it could I doubt something as small as a cat would be able to fit through, let alone a person. Not to mention, they only have holes in the ground to do their business. At least they don't have to live with the stink like those in the Enoch Wing. Don't believe me, take a look through the bars on that door there. I'll slide the shutter open for you, hold on.

"WHO ARE YOU?! WHERE IS MY MARTHA?!" Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize that Marvel was awake or I would have not shown you this room. Did you get a look into the room? Oh, he was right at the door. Well, I understand that can be quite startling. Are you alright? But you now see my point, they're treated worse than animals here. I'll calm down Marvel and then I will try to find a room you can take a peek at.

Can't take the kid from the fight
Take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax, sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight
Take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit back

Thankfully Marvel was only startled by you, so it wasn't hard to soothe him. Now, for that other room. Here, the girl is sleeping in this one, take a quick look. See how horrible it is in there? Now you understand why no one but the nurses come down here. If word of this were to get out the Districts would throw a fit. The Capitolites, however, probably could care less. All of their mentally ill are housed in a different building entirely, a much nicer complex that you would never believe is on this same property. I suppose I should now explain the Enoch Wing and why it is such a horrible place. First, though, let's slide this shutter closed so we don't disturb the girl, or she us.

In the Enoch Wing are those deemed hopeless. They are the ones who have been pushed aside because no one is willing to spend the time with them. They have either horrible mental illnesses, or combinations that make them into what many would consider monsters. The Enoch Wing actually lies below us right now. Yes, it is underground. Each patient is locked into a stone square, the only opening to which is a heavy, solid iron door. They have nothing in their rooms but their clothes and a layer of packed dirt to make the floor softer. Once a week, if they're lucky, the nurses come into their room to clean out their excrement but only after they have been chained to the wall by the guards. They are never allowed to leave their room and are lucky to get a decently sized meal. They are only fed once a day and more often than not deaths down there are caused by starvation.

Come now, we must leave before we are discovered. I will guide you back to the entrance and then you really must leave. And if I were you, I would try to care for my ill family by myself before sacrificing them to this place. They may just be thrown into an Enoch cell.

You're a regular decorated emergency
You're a regular decorated emergency

Patient List
Nurses Copy

Below is a list of a few of the patients currently occupying rooms here. Please read over the short paragraphs written about them in order to familiarize yourself with them as you will be working with them. If you have any questions feel free to ask one of your supervisors or a more senior nurse. Thank you.
- Hilda Asper, Superintendent

Name
Sex, Birthday (Age) [Height|Weight] Old District
Previous Occupation|Method of arrival|Illness|Wing|Played by

Short Description of Personality

This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

Liam Isaacs [bio]
Male, Born April 6 (18) [5'11"|145 lbs] District 7
None|Retrieved|Dissociative Identity Disorder|Rohan|Kire

With four personalities, Liam has a bit of a complicated life. But thanks to his more rational personality he has been moved up from the Percocet Wing to the Rohan wing. He takes to wandering the Capitol occasionally, and is used to the weird looks the Capitolites give him. With a tighter grip on his personalities than most it is no wonder that he is able to get others to believe he is sane.

Irvine Pati [bio]
Male, Born April 21 (18) [6'0"|146 lbs] District 4
Career|Retrieved|Severe Autism|McFadden|Semper

Irvine has retreated into his own head, made a comfy little den in there and has no intention of leaving. He'll cling to that place for the rest of his life because it's the only thing that actually works right. His body doesn't move like other peoples. Yes he can walk, but he's very clumsy. He has no ability to speak at all, even if he had ever learned and remembered how to. He barely manages sign language to a level where he can say any minor concerns. The poor kid is a genius though, it's just he can't express anything and that makes him frustrated. He also sees light abnormally, (like those firework glasses), like a spectrum of rays from a light source, but in every colour and it disorients him to make it harder for him to move around.

Ridley Secare [bio]
Male, Born March 19 (17) [5'10"|138 lbs] District 4
Career|Brought In|Tourette's Syndrome and Pica|Legume|Kire

Aside from wanting to each things like glass, stones and the occasional nail there isn't really anything wrong with Ridley. Not for a normal person anyway. Sadly, he was meant to be a Career. Why would eating odd things make it impossible for him to be a Career? Well it wouldn't. But his case of Tourette's would. The twitching that afflicts him makes it hard to hold any kind of weapon, let alone use it properly. Not to mention, it also makes his stutter worse. This poor kid, Tourette's, Pica and a stutter. Still, that's no reason why he should be in the institute. Except his parents would rather forget that he was ever theirs. He's someone else's problem now.

Freesia Randa
Female, Born October 24 (17) [5'5"|119 lbs] District 10
Ranch Hand|Retrieved|Bipolar Disorder|Legume|Open

for some reason i see freesia having periods of extreme depression to the degree of attempting suicide but then other times being so out going and almost manic. she could have been taken in because she was thought to have depression, and then they discovered she was bipolar?

Glitter Dewberry [bio]
Female, Born August 9 (17) [5'9"|145 lbs] District 1
Career|Brought In|Dissociative Identity Disorder|McFadden|Axel

N/A

The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal
But we deal, we deal

Alexis Moon [bio]
Female, Born June 14 (16) [5'5"|121 lbs] District 1
Career|Sent|Dysthymia|Percocet|Minieclover

Since Dysthymia is a severe depression disorder she doesn't talk to others and doesn't share any information about herself to the doctors or to the other patients. She is constantly trying to commit suicide so sometimes she has to have someone watching her. She can be found sometimes in her room crying here eyes out, though no one knows why. She was forced there by her parents, who thought it be the best for her, but it just made her symptoms worse. She also has minor anger issues, though those aren't a problem for the people there. They have always an eye on her and her sobs.

Samantha Harvey [bio]
Female, Bron April 8th (15) [5'5"|99 lbs] District 7
Trainee Lumberjack|Retrieved|Bipolar Disorder|Loomis|Jayjays

N/A

Jeton Perierat
Male, Born August 2 (15) [5'7"|126 lbs] District 5
None|Retrieved|Dissociative Identity Disorder|McFadden|Open

maybe scared someone by suddenly going from introverted to angry or something? or maybe started ranting in the middle of everything and not knowing where he was? spoke out against the capitol maybe? yeah, and then they realized he was mentally ill and decided to chuck him away, that's why he's all the way in McFadden and not in the more sane side, this way if they forget about him no one will realize

Estel Dissice
Female, Born May 1 (14) [4'10"|95 lbs] District 2
Career|Brought In|Schizophrenia|Legume|Open

auditory hallucinations? visual? both? she gets so lost sometimes

Lucan Reicio
Male, Born January 14 (13) [5'1"|105 lbs] District 8
None|Retrieved|ADHD and Pyromania|Loomis|Open

This little kid, the youngest patient in the Loomis Wing, had been so close to being locked away into the Enoch Wing and forgotten about. At thirteen, he has so much of his life ahead of him, but there is nothing to say he is going to enjoy it. He was only eleven when he burned his house down, having lit one of the few matches in the house and watching it for a minute before dropping it in his boredom and finding something else to do. His mother died in the fire and his father saved him before dying of smoke inhalation before he could reach the hospital. He was taken by a doctor and a couple of peacekeepers to the asylum and very nearly was chucked into the Enoch Wing until one of the nurses pleaded that he was only a kid.