Welcome to Hell(ingly)

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Deep in the woods, an old insane asylum lies crumbling. Wallpaper is peeling, leather is shriveling, it's dark past withering away, at least physically. But if you tap into the supernatural, if you look past what's right in front of you, if you step into this ghostly world, you can see what it really was. Who used to walk those halls, what used to happen, those phantoms of memories- are they dangerous?
Meanwhile, a peaceful— “Tag! You’re it!” — scratch that, a lively summer camp thrives nearby, innocent to the hospital’s existence. The sleepaway camp is a summer home to kids of all ages, but one day a few teenagers take a hike through the woods, and stumble across Hellingly Hospital.


This roleplay takes place in summer 2010, because Hellingly Hospital was in winter 2010-2011.  
It takes place in East Sussex England, and I'll take some liberty with the location because the real place, or where it used to be,
was not surrounded by forest as I planned it to be. Let’s just pretend there's a large amounts of forest surrounding it, and our
human characters are attending a summer camp near, but not aware of, the hospital.



Humans
These characters are attending summer camp and accidentally stumble into this area.

Quinn Winters-Female-16-Aestheticrain
Chase Smith-Male-17-rumioki
Melody Thulile-Female-17-matchamochi

Spirits
These tortured souls died a long time ago, and still haunt or protect the area they have grown attached to,
wether it be in a good or bad way.

Cyrus/Leonidas/Skyler Williams-Male-17-distressed_piglet


Photo credit: Jeremy Gibbs
Font credit: Fontmeme

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Leaning sleepily against a tree, Quinn watched kids of all ages participate in generic camp activities, like playing tag, making friendship bracelets, and canoeing. It was already midway through the summer, and Quinn had been at Camp Alder for a month. She was definitely getting tired of the same old place, but at least she had made some new friends. In fact, she spotted some and waved, hoping they would notice.

Deep in the woods, in an a crumbling building, a teenage boy sat with knives in both hands, curled up against a wall. His surroundings seemed to flicker, from blue and white, to brown and black, new to old, and so did his form. He flickered from transparent, to solid in microseconds. Suddenly he heard a call from down the hall.
“Danny!”
Right. That was his name. He often forgot, he often was too busy fighting his inner and outer demons to remember. As he stabbed one knife into the wall to help him stand, one whisper escaped from his mouth. “Coming.”

Cyrus 15-Leonidas 17-Skyler 17 // Spirit

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Although she felt a little hurt at first when none of her friends returned her wave, Quinn quickly forgave them; those camp activities were generic but fun.
Another wave of drowsiness hit her, today had been a lazy day sitting  in the sun and there was nothing she would like more than to spend the rest of the afternoon snoozing under the ever famous alder tree the camp had been named after.
She leaned back against the tree and closed her eyes again, but suddenly she had the sneaking suspicion someone was watching her.
She opened her eyes again and blinked in the sunlight, stretched and yawned, curling her tongue like a cat then searched for the person who was watching her, turning and craning her head until she caught sight of a girl about her age who seemed interest in Quinn’s headband.
She didn’t know this girls name but had seen her around. ‘She seems friendly,’ Quinn thought, ‘I should get up and go talk to her. She has a cat plush, right? We’ll get along just fine!’
After making these conclusions Quinn decided she would go talk to the girl. Even if it meant leaving her sunny spot against the tree.
So Quinn slowly got up,  stretched one last time, and then jogged over to go meet with the girl. “Hi!”

Expressionless, Danny stared back at Leo-Sky-Cy (sorry I’m not really sure what to call them haha). He knew it was Skyler who was in control, but would never admit he knew the difference between him and Leonidas.
Once Danny had stood up completely, he took a solid form and shoved the knives into his boots —he wanted to prove he could hold a solid form too, the flickering form was just effect, though it truly was hard for him to hold a solid form — all while casually following Skyler’s instructions.
To hold a solid form you had to have control of your mind, which was hard for most spirits that roamed the hospital. Even if you had entered the hospital with a little bit of sanity, it would have been diminished and destroyed during this eternity in the bridge between life and death at Hellingly. Danny often thought he would prefer hell instead of this limbo.
But Danny tried to slow his thoughts, he imagined a heart beating fast (he imagine a because he doesn’t have a beating heart of his own) and willed it to beat slower. This calmed him down a bit, and now he was only flickering every so often.
His eyes squinting slightly in concentration, he looked back to Skyler, maybe looking for approval. Even though Danny had been here a long time, he had still not mastered truly being a ghost.