Post by Eden/Elinor Viktoria Casadav on Sept 10, 2010 22:57:52 GMT -5
welcome to blue river institution ,
[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]allow me to introduce myself. i am Eden "Elinor" Viktoria Casadava and i am age 17. last time i checked, i was female. seeing that i'm here, there must be something wrong with me, right? well, my disorder(s) is/are/include: disosiative identiy disorder and panic disorder. i know, i'm seriously fucked up, aren't i? well with proper treatment, i will get better, right? anyway, i am 5' 9" feet tall and weigh around 124. some people say i resemble Natalie Portman, but i just don't see it. anymore, more about me, right?
basic information ,
[/font][/i][/i] Eden's pretty, of course. Its the reason she's in America in the first place. She's got big baby eyes, small pouty lips and sharp cheekbones. Still, theres a tarnished sense to her breauty. She's got bruises and scars, the most prominent along her neck. She also has a scar on her arm, the name "Elinor" etched into her skin. Calisus and cuts are along her skinny fingers from playing thecello. She's very skinny and bony, mostly because she doesn't eat very much due to her mental disorders and modeling career. She's always kept very short hair, for when the allowed it to grow long she would rip it out.<div align="justify">
name Eden "Elinor" Viktoria Casadava
nicknameSome call me Eden, some call me Elinor. All depends on the day.
general appearance
sexuality[/i] Eden- straight, Elinor- very bisexual
birthday unknown
distinguishing features[/i] scar on her arm etched into her skin that says "Elinor"
likes[/i]
Eden- playing the cello, old fashioned things, oversized clothes, being outside, sour gummy candy, music, kind people, strange things, boys, singing
Elinor- power, dark colors, glamour, girls and boys, flirting, sex, clenlines, beign the center of attention, crowds, noise, revenge, dancing, sweat, chaos
dislikes[/i]
Eden- athority figures, loud noise, chaos, disorder, people in pain, outer space, small spaces, losing things, being confused, when people try to controll her, betrayal, being alone, healthy food
Elinor- bieng alone, silly people, stupid people, people who try to understand her, food, dirty things
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personality ,
[/font][/center][/i] disosiative identiy disorder, panic disorder<div align="justify">
patient's mental disorders / disabilities
comprehensive personality / behaviour[/i] first and foremost Eden sufferes from Dissosiative Identiy Disorder- also known as Multiple Personality. In this case there are to personas; Eden and Elinor. The persona of Eden suffers from extreme anxiety. She doesn't handle pressure, noise, or confontation well. She has a hard time approaching and relating to others. The perosna of Elinor is prone to violence and self-mutilation, and also has a history of homicide. Both personas suffer from rage issues, though Eden has difficulty expressing with words due to some learning disabilities. Elinor is much more eloquent.
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background information ,
[/center][/font][/i][/i] Nitika Casadava, Jane Casadava<div align="justify">
family member names
comprehensive history[/i]
Some people are just born crazy. There is no reason, there is no trigger, there is no cure. If you strip away the insanity from them, then you leave nothing for they have become the thing that we try most not to be. All Carrie Parke wanted in the whole wide world was a child. She lived a lonely childhood as the daughter of a travelling businessman, and she always wanted companionship. Still, all the traveling made Carrie very adventurous. When she was in her twenties, she took off to go find herself and began travelling the world without any real plans for the future. Poor and practically homeless, she ended up in Moscow, just trying to get by. When things looked their blackest, she found hope. She was arguing with a man who owned the local pub where she worked as a “bar maid” when the fight started to get ugly. He had accused her of stealing money, which she denied. He started to swear at her and throw glasses at her, threatening to kill her. A man, who had been sitting quietly in the corner drinking, intervened. He threatened that if the man didn’t leave, he would be dead in the morning. He backed down. The man offered to escort Carrie home, but then she said that she had no place to go. So, he set her up with a job, and a home, and the two became very close.
Just a month after that night in the bar, they were married. After marriage, Carrie found that she had married the fourth wealthiest man in all of Russia, Nikita Casadava. Even though they were more than eleven years apart in age, the two were very happy together. It was almost dream come true…but the dream wouldn’t last forever. The two tried to conceive a child, but she miscarried twice. She was pregnant once, but the baby (a girl) was stillborn a month before she was due. Her name was Elinor. Carrie was distraught. Nikita, desperate to give his wife what she wanted, consulted the best doctors money could buy, and eventually Eden was born on December 22nd in the biggest snowstorm Moscow had seen in years.
Carrie was consumed by love for her daughter. Eden was doted on by both parents, and never went without. Carrie still was consumed with hysteria for the loss of her other children, and Nikita eventually sought therapy for his beloved wife. Eden at this point developed a very special bond with her father, preferring him always before her mother. This hurt her mother terribly. Still, Eden was a peculiar child. She was very creative, but sometimes she would say things that didn’t make sense and were often dark or sinister. She had terrible nightmares as a child, and would have sorts of waking dreams. They attributed it to childish fantasy and thought nothing of it. When she was of age, she was sent to the best schools that they could find. She did very poorly in school. She couldn’t focus, had trouble reading, and just simply didn’t conform in a classroom. Some teachers said that she was very sweet, but had a temper that seemed almost out of body for her. One of these violent fits led to breaking the arm of a girl in her third grade classroom who had destroyed one of her drawings.
Nikita from that point on hired private tutors to teach her at home, insisting that there was nothing wrong with his daughter. Her mother was really becoming mentally stable and so her father tried to involve her in as many activities as possible. She was started her on the cello to keep her busy, which was something she excelled at. She would spend the first part of the day rushing through her schoolwork in order to play. She also started to paint and draw, which her parents also encouraged. She was kept sequestered from the world. Her father went to work, and she wouldn't speak to her mother, no matter how much her mother tried to build bridges. Nobody really knows where the resentment for her mother began, but it strange. Sometimes she would cling to her mother, others she would scream at her and refuse to acknowledge her presence. She tried to pull as much attention from her father as possible though, but he was gone all of the time. So, Eden formed a very solitary existence.
When Eden was 14, they moved to New York where she entered high school. It was about at this time that everything started going downhill. She became very angry towards her parents for making her leave Russia, and hated New York with a passion. Her mother and her had gradually worse and worse relations. Sometimes Eden would be very loving towards her mother and father, but then other times she would barely speak to them. It was strange to say the least. About a month after they moved in, she ran away after a giant fight with her mother, in which her mother became angry and struck her. She was missing for a week. Nobody knows to this day what happened that week, but she was found by a truck driver, lying in the middle of the road, staring up at the night sky. She wouldn’t speak for awhile, but she eventually resurfaced.
Two days after she had run, her mother had committed suicide. She blamed herself for her daughters disappearance and was sure that she was dead. She hung herself in the church they attended. After her mother’s death, her father started to spend more time at home with his daughter. She seemed to be changed after the funeral, sweet and childlike and kind. She did spend a lot of her time by herself, and seemed a little paranoid. She would avoid mirrors and was jumpy. She also stopped taking care of herself. Her father hadn’t seen anything like it, but still he did not trust it.
Eden eventually turned 16, and her father and her started to have some real problems. Eden was doing poorly in school .She was skipping classes, and sneaking out at night and would come back smelling of alcohol and with disgruntled clothing .Upon questioning, a sweet and naïve Eden would swear she didn’t remember any of it. Her father was suspicious. She got in trouble for many things, including having sex on school grounds and dealing drugs. He became aware of her sexual promiscuity, including her relations with a girl named Kara. She would deal heroin to her in exchange for sex. In October, Kara’s boyfriend Alex went missing. Still, when confronted, Eden denied it innocently. There was no evidence, so they assumed it was a coincidence. One night Eden was picked up by the police. She had been in a fight, injuring three girls, one badly enough to enter the hospital. When she returned home, she was not like his daughter. She fought police, and laughed a laugh Nikita would never forget. She wouldn’t respond to her name, and didn’t even seem like anyone he knew. Still, she reminded him eerily of his wife. She was in police custody for a few days, but she seemed fine. After a night’s sleep, she was back to her old self, and didn’t remember a thing. She got off, saying that she must have been under the influence.
Her father decided to investigate further. He found diaries that she had kept, and began reading them. Nikita found that she had been stalking a boy that attended her school named Jeremy. She wrote long confessions of her love to him and how beautiful he was. Still, that wasn’t the disturbing part. Written in a different hand he found detailed accounts of how he spent his day, his family, what he did and when, and people he knew. One of them was his girlfriend, Lane. On one page, written in blood, he found the words, “Lane must die”. It was signed Elinor. The next night , Lane was found murdered and her body was hung from a tree outside Jeremy’s window. The words “Love, Elinor” were found scrawled on his window in Lane’s blood. Eden was arrested and taken into police custody. Nikita vouched for the innocence of his terrified daughter. He brought in the diaries and showed them to police. There were also confessions from Jeremy and Kara, that brought police enough evidence to label her with multiple personality disorder. Taken with the sweet and innocent Eden, they decided to put her in this facility in the hopes Nikita might get his daughter back.
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behind the mask ,
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hi my name is Balaclava "V" and i am 17 years old. last time i checked, i'm a female. i've been rping for 4 years and i love it. i found this site via proboards ads and i must say, it's awesome! so anyway, i live in Daylight Savings Time time and i will be on at the least every other day i currently have this shiny new character and Eden x Elinor. you can contact me through pm. i promise you i have read the rules and i will be a dedicated member to the site!
I’m not a killer
I’m not a-
Hello Eden how are you today?
-killer not a kill-
Come on baby, we’ve been waiting for you, come on-
LEAVE ME ALONE!
Can’t Eden, won’t can’t won’t
Eden sat on her bed, shaking like a leaf. Her hands were covered in paint and it was getting all over her clothes. It was dirty, but she could stand this kind of dirty. Paint was cleaner then clean, she always thought .Paint meant cleaning of the soul. It did sting though, the stinging that she felt on her fingers as it sunk in to the little cuts that hung out in the clauses, It was from playing the cello, she knew. It was okay. It was only physical pain, she could deal with that. She tried not to look at the painting situated on the other side of the room. That’s the real reason she didn’t get up, she supposed, she didn’t want to have to get near it. People didn’t scare her, but it was that canvas that made her quiver. How long ago had she painted it? She didn’t remember. All she knew was the pain was dry. All she knew is that she didn’t remember. She ran a hand over her head. Her hair was starting to grow back some, it was probably time to cut it again. She didn’t ever want long hair again, it was too much .Too much to clean, too much to handle. She liked the simplicity of this, it wasn’t about being pretty. After all it wasn’t her job to be pretty, was it? Had she ever been pretty enough? Sure she was a tool, she was a fix, but was she ever enough to love? Otyet hadn’t loved her, father’s were supposed to love. Mammochka didn’t love her either, she had loved-
Elnior.
No get out of my head-
-our head. I was here first.
“I SAID GET OUT YOU’RE DEAD.” The last words erupted from Eden’s mouth as she screamed at the canvas from across the room. The face that was painted there didn’t budge. It was a face that she knew far too well, a face that would haunt her forever. A beautiful blonde girl with big blue eyes, the blue eyes that someone had loved once. She had always been jealous of that beautiful blonde hair, it was long and it perfect curls….curls that weren’t so perfect anymore. Golden hair as now matted in blood, blue eyes had been stabbed out with sharp fingernails. Lane stared at her from the canvas, blood coming from her eyes and from her smiling mouth. Signed in the corner, in that scrawling font, were two words she knew to well.
“Love, Elinor.”
