London Insane Asylum

"How about... neither one!" I jump forward and start attacking them

Gives no.sign of hearing the alarms-

OOC Feel free to play some or even add any obstacle. xP

IC I laugh insanely, torturing some of them.

Security Guard: He shouts out, the boss having warned them about their special abilities. It's our job to keep them under control. He struggles to reach for the garlic in his pocket.

Heather: I press a button, calling the doctor in.

I can smell garlic, I best dispose of them fast.

I plunge my teeth into one of the guards as another runs to lock down the area.

I notice one security guard starts to lock down the place, so I hold him in place with my mind.

S.G.: He screams in pain at the bite.

OOC Moving back to phone.

Nevermind! I can stay on the computer!

After drinking from him, I throw him aside and move onto the next one.

SG: I can't move, was this really his power?

I laugh insanely, but stop when I feel a sharp poke enter the back of my neck. I look back, annoyed at the S.G. who did it. I throw him back, but a sharp pain enters my mind.

SG: He sneaks up behind Crouch, wearing a garlic necklace, holding a gun of pure garlic juice.

I screech out and turn around to slash at him, but find my nostrils just can't take it.

My brain feels all fuzzy now, "DAMN YOU!!!" I take the one who injected whatever that was in me by the collar, slamming him up against the wall, "Who's your boss? And how the hell do you know so much about us?!!"

PM a sec?

Yeah!

Crouch: "And try not to lie to us, I'm not in a very good mood..."

SG: "I DON'T KNOW!!!"

I try to use my mind to torture him, but that sharp pain shocks me and spreads throughout my body, feeling like I'm being electrocuted. "WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR???!!!!"

"I don't know!!! I SWEAR!!"

I just throw him on the floor, grinding my teeth. I look around, "Well, we're trapped again!!"

"I suppose this shouldn't be unexpected. He was but an underling."

I start pounding on the wall until my knuckles bleed, extremely angry and going insane. "Damn little bastards..."

"Control your anger!" (Hello pot, my name is kettle, you're black!)

"Save it for the one who put us into this place!"

I just start laughing uncontrollably, looking at him. "What's your excuse when you're angry at anyone?"

"I use my anger as part of my power."

I just continue to laugh insanely, sinking back into insanity's grasp.

"If you're going to go ballistic do it on someone else's time."

"Well, fortunately, you have no choice but to listen to it!" I just continue to laugh.

"You know I could probably kill you now and wake up the next morning like it never happened right?"