[𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕤𝕖 𝔹𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕜 𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕤]
𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒖𝒑 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒕 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒕𝒐𝒓. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒓𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔.
𝑨𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒚 𝒑𝒂𝒍𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅.
𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆?
𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒅𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒖𝒕.
||𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐜𝐡 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 1950𝒔.||
𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬/𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐬
Patients full name:
What the patients preferred to be called:
What the patients have been diagnosed with:
Patients species:
Patients age:
Patients gender identity:
Patients pronouns:
Patients sexuality:
Patients appearance:
Patients personality:
Anything you want me to consider for the patients story line :
𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲
The patient's reason for being sent to the phych ward(in detail):
Fun facts about the patient:
Does the patient have family and friends out of the phych ward?(If so tell who they are in enough detail to possibly include them in a way):
Did the patient have a job before the asylum?:
𝐁𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐲 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐈 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬, 𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐬𝐲𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝟏𝟎𝟎% 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲.
𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐 𝑰 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒖𝒏.
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